Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

“One more thing,” Serafina continued, “The ‘Fool’ is the embodiment of blind folly, devoid of any intelligence. It is likely controlled by the ‘Magician’.”

"Now that it has stolen the 'Tower' and combined its own authority with that of the 'Fool,' it's equivalent to holding three legendary flames... Freya and the others are in danger now; we need to get there quickly."

…………

Meanwhile, on the awards stage of the National Games.

Cheng Cheng accepted the invitation from the sage on the high platform and steadily ascended the stage. The "sage Murphy" lowered his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him, scrutinizing him with undisguised curiosity: "You are not a native creature of the Dragon Realm, but come from the outside world?"

Cheng Cheng did not hide anything, nodded frankly, and then explained in detail the current situation where all living beings in the outside world could not die.

Having said that, he said solemnly, "Sage, you are very knowledgeable. Do you know how to defeat the Demon of Death?"

"I see……"

The sage pondered for a moment upon hearing this, and then slowly spoke: "The original state is unshakeable. The only solution in the world is for someone to take its place, ascend to the divine throne, and become the new god who controls death."

“That’s impossible.” Cheng Cheng frowned and immediately shook his head. “Although the Death Demon itself is dead, it has not released any source matter, and no one can approach Death without dying.”

"The Grim Reaper is acceptable."

"However, the ritual of 'Death' cannot be completed at present..."

"There are three legendary rituals of Death; you may choose one to complete," the sage said slowly. "The first is to associate one's name with concepts such as death and the afterlife, and to ensure that the vast majority of intelligent beings in the world remember and commemorate it. This will take time to complete."

"Secondly, find the original Death Demon and perform a true funeral beside Him, then be resurrected three days after death. However, a true funeral is equivalent to the soul voluntarily entering the divine kingdom of death, from which it is absolutely impossible to leave."

"Thirdly, to turn a country into a world of the dead, and in the name of death, to sacrifice one hundred million intelligent beings to themselves."

At this point, the sage's lips curled into a faint smile as he glanced down at the vast Dragon Realm below: "Aren't there four kingdoms right here? You may choose one."

Oh my god, why didn't you say so earlier!

Upon hearing this, Cheng Cheng felt as if the clouds had parted and the sun had shone through, his mind suddenly clearing. A genuine look of surprise flashed across his face: "That's right! How come I didn't think of that before? Trading a foreign country for a legendary status is a sure win!"

Perfect timing! After this national destiny game, one nation will have its national identity erased, so we can just turn that nation into an undead entity!

The sage, seeing his sudden realization, nodded slightly:

"Moreover, the ritual for becoming a god of the [Majesty] Source of Death is precisely to 'accommodate the Source in a world that has experienced hundreds of millions of deaths and has no more life.' You can make good use of this waste by burying the entire Dragon Realm, thus completing the ritual of death and becoming a new true god."

perfect!

This plan is too perfect, with each step linked to the next, creating a Death God Legend and a True God of Death in one fell swoop, and the cost is only the billions of lives in a small world!

Even Sylvia was amazed that there was such a solution.

Suddenly, the blazing sun high in the sky dimmed and was replaced by a crimson blood moon. The crimson moonlight poured down, covering the mountains and rivers, and dyeing the entire world a dazzling blood color.

At this moment, Sylvia tilted her head slightly and asked, "However, the 'Death' spark is still outside... Should I go back and retrieve it first?"

“Indeed, it is necessary.” The sage nodded. “However, the Dragon Realm is now completely sealed by external forces. How can we escape?”

“That’s easy.” Sylvia chuckled immediately. “I entered this place with Lady Serafina. As the Holy Maiden of the Theocracy, she must have a way to leave the Dragon Realm.”

"That's good."

The sage slowly raised his eyes, and with a gentle smile, the person in charge of the national event finally stopped, his lips slowly curving upwards into a sinister grin.

Plan Achieved!

Everything was just as Himegami and Serafina had predicted. The “Sage Malphite” sitting on the high platform was not the Sage Malphite, but the “Magician” demon who had fooled and replaced his fate, and the “Fool’s Mask” demon on his face, a demon of blind folly!

From the moment it stole the power of the "Tower" and took over Murphy's fate, it had already laid a trap.

Using the authority of the "Tower" to spy on the outside world, it learned that outsiders had broken into the Dragon Realm and immediately devised a complete deception—using the authority of the "Magician" to simulate the power of "Judgment," activating the "Judgment Notes" to manipulate predetermined fate, and then adding the authority of the "Fool" to fool fate, forcibly pushing the weakest member of the group, Sylvia, to the top of the national tournament and win the final victory.

All of this is done to get closer to the target and implement subsequent plans.

When Sylvia came before it, it used the power of "The Fool" to cloud her mind, and then used "The Magician" to simulate the authority of "The Moon," hypnotizing her layer by layer until she completely fell into its trap and believed in this seemingly perfect plan.

By controlling Sylvia, we can influence Freya, Felix, and even Seraphine—hypnotizing and fooling all the top experts, ultimately destroying this world and breaking free from our cage!

Everything is ready; now all we have to do is wait for Serafina to arrive…

"Besides, even if Serafina can't get out, we still have Himegami," Sylvia said casually. "As a true god, breaking the seal on a world is a piece of cake, right?"

"Ok?"

The sage's smile froze instantly, his pupils contracted sharply, and a tidal wave surged in his heart.

Its body trembled slightly, then it forced out a stiff smile: "You mean... Hime no Kami is here too?"

Wow, this is a bit too much for me!

Big trouble!

“Yes.” Sylvia blinked. “After all, He is a true god. With your status, you can’t possibly see His existence, can you?”

"After all, you are not the true owner of the 'Tower,' but merely an imposter."

"you!"

Upon hearing this, the sage's expression changed drastically, and he abruptly retreated, attempting to instantly create distance—

"Pfft!"

A dull thud suddenly rang out, and the sage's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief as he slowly turned his head to look behind him.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar orange-haired boy pierced its heart with a long sword!

Black blood gushed from the sage's mouth, his breathing became erratic, and he was filled with fear and rage: "Who...are you? Why have I never seen you before..."

"Shouldn't I be the one asking you that question?" Cheng Cheng's eyes were icy, and he tightened his grip on the sword. "Who are you? Where is the true sage?"

As he spoke, he silently imbued the Sword of Righteousness in his hand with Mu Zimi's [Basic] Chaos Power.

The essence of chaos is to control the probability of quantum tides, making all probability wave functions completely random. The particles that constitute its material basis will appear everywhere in the world, causing objects to shatter completely and become chaotic and disordered. A sword with this power is enough to kill any legend!

"The power of chaos...why..."

The demon's pupils trembled as it strained to activate the authority of the "Tower," trying to see through the boy's origins. But all it could see was a vast, chaotic void, with no trace to be found.

"You're curious why I wasn't affected by your hypnosis and brain-degrading techniques?"

Cheng Cheng tilted his head slightly, his tone flat.

"Unfortunately, both the 'Moon' and the 'IQ-reducing Halo' are things I've already mastered."

As a subordinate scepter of the [Understanding] scepter, the "Moon" naturally possesses resistance after Cheng Cheng shares Freya's authority; while the intelligence-reducing aura is a reward from Witch A, which he has already mastered.

The magical demon turned to look at Sylvia: "Then why are you doing this...?"

"Oh, you mean my eyes?" Sylvia smiled and winked. "When 'The Moon' hypnotizes someone, a touch of red does appear in their eyes... Are you using that to determine if I've been hypnotized? Too bad, mine are naturally red, don't you think they look beautiful?"

"so……"

"Well, we weren't hypnotized by you from the start—as the true master of the 'Moon,' Cuckoo is much more cunning than you."

As he spoke, Cheng Cheng suddenly exerted force with his wrist, twisting the sword violently, and questioned:

"Speak! Who are you? Why are you impersonating a sage?"

Below the high platform, a sudden gust of wind arose.

Freya, Felix, and the four Dragon Kings all rushed to the high platform, and upon arrival, they overheard the conversation between the two.

Felix, who had originally intended to step forward to persuade and ease the situation, suddenly changed his expression. With a flick of his finger, a gold coin flew out, and he instantly fled at the speed of light.

The four Dragon Kings unleashed their dragon might, stepping forward in unison and locking their gazes on the "Sage" atop the platform.

"You are not a sage?"

A moment of deathly silence.

The next second, the magical demon, its heart pierced by the longsword, suddenly threw its head back and let out a maniacal laugh:

"Hehe...hahaha...hahahahaha!"

Amidst the maniacal laughter, it slowly raised its hand, flicked its fingertips in the air, and gently snapped its fingers.

"Snapped!"

"Fooling history!"

The river of time suddenly trembled, and the established historical trajectory of the world was deceived. The history of "the sage simulating the authority of the 'moon' to hypnotize Sylvia" disappeared and was changed to "the sage did not provide a solution to the demon of death, and nothing happened just now".

At this moment, history underwent a tremendous change.

Since the sage did not make any strange moves, use any strange abilities, or say anything strange, Cheng Cheng and Sylvia naturally did not suspect anything, and Cheng Cheng would not have separated his soul to launch a sneak attack on the magical demon.

Therefore, all the harm and confrontation just now seemed as if they had never existed.

On the high platform, the scene instantly reset.

Everyone's memories were quietly corrected, and their emotions were all reset to zero.

However, rewriting is not without its flaws.

After all, the [Basic] Source Matter has a higher status. Even though history has been altered, a lot of chaotic power still remains in the heart of the magical demon, causing the microscopic particles that make up its heart cells to randomly appear all over the world. But fortunately, losing the heart alone is not a fatal blow.

The demon suppressed the lingering pain within his body, raised his hand, and instantly enveloped himself with top-tier legendary healing magic.

A hint of doubt flashed in Cheng Cheng's eyes as he looked at the magical demon who had suddenly fallen silent and then suddenly started using healing spells on him. He asked curiously, "Sage, what's wrong with you?"

The magical demon suppressed its murderous intent and once again adopted a gentle demeanor:

"It's nothing, just a recurrence of an old injury."

"Huh? Didn't you say your injuries were healed five hundred years ago, meow?"

Felix, who had originally fled at the speed of light, reappeared on the high platform due to the correction of the historical trajectory.

Upon hearing this, she leaned closer to the "sage" with concern, sniffing him lightly: "Let me see what kind of injury you have... Strange, Murphy, why do you smell like a demon?"

Just then, in the VIP viewing area, the four Dragon Kings, who had returned to their positions due to the alteration of history, were bewildered and looked blank. Only the Sky King and the Wind King, who controlled time, suddenly stood up, looked up at the sky, and squinted their eyes:

"Just now, someone distorted history."

Chapter 151 of *Interstellar* copied this passage.

"Just now, someone tampered with the time."

The voice of the Sky King and the Wind King drowned out the noise of the entire arena, and silence reigned around the high platform.

"What happened?" Xia Mi looked over curiously. "Is it related to what's going on now?"

“I don’t know, I have to go back in time to see… Xia Mi, Constantine, Funina, you three dragons will protect me.”