It's time to become an evil god.

Before their opponents even made a move, a large number of them had already fallen.

The drooping branches curled up Miyazaki Hidetaka, lifting him high. Its surface was covered with brownish-green nodules resembling tree knots, which were still writhing. Some of them had already split open, turning into a monster that looked like a man-eating flower. At this moment, Miyazaki Hidetaka's body was covered with many nodules and huge black buds that were about to bloom.

From its body, covered in burls and flowers, brown vines extend, linked together by the towering black ancient tree behind it, as if they are assimilating with the ancient black tree into an indescribable entity.

A photograph of a girl slipped out of his shirt pocket and fell to the ground. At this moment, Miyazaki Hidetaka was on the verge of losing control. His gaze fell on the photograph, and he uttered incoherently, "Actually... I don't care what Tokyo becomes, I don't care what the world becomes, but at least, at least, at least humanity, this species that has stopped evolving, can still continue..."

"We absolutely cannot let him complete the ritual here! This tree is sucking the life out of the entire world. Although we don't know what it will become in the end, it will drag the whole world into the abyss."

One of the guys, who looked like he was from Hogwarts, stepped forward, raised his staff, chanted a strange incantation, and shouted with a resolute and authoritative tone, "Spatial isolation, prohibit contact with the outside world!"

The mysterious and obscure ancient Hebrew language instantly spread outwards, and countless symbols and magical signs, interwoven with dark golden light, floated around the black Tree of Life. A semi-transparent light shield with floating golden characters enveloped the entire Tree of Life, which was still trying to expand.

Once the spreading vines touched the protective shield, it was like snow encountering a red-hot iron ball, producing an indescribable sizzling sound.

hum!

Suddenly, a buzzing sound filled the ears of the players, and they seemed to see an invisible light being blocked inside a light shield.

"Success?"

The wizard was secretly delighted. This was a secret sealing spell of Hogwarts School, and also their greatest asset for this mission.

The magician breathed a sigh of relief, "A mere evil god is nothing special..."

Before he could finish speaking, a magnificent and dazzling illusory starry sky appeared deep within his eyes, and a beautiful, swirling nebula eventually coalesced into the shape of an eyeball, gazing at him.

The threat of death surged into his mind instantly, his heart trembled, his heart wavered, and he wanted to dispel the spell out of fear and dread.

boom.

Before the magician could even cry for help, his two eyeballs burst open, and two blurry, bloody tears flowed out in a hideous and terrifying manner.

A second later, he realized what was happening and let out a painful howl. However, the cry was short and abruptly stopped. In the next instant, his entire head suddenly swelled and enlarged for no apparent reason, becoming several times larger than a giant doll. Ultimately, it could not withstand the high intracranial pressure and exploded, splattering blood everywhere.

Only a headless corpse remained, standing stiffly in place.

Although the Holy Trinity can isolate all corruption, its status in the starry sky is extremely high. Even if a teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry only glimpsed the source of that power, he would not even have time to resist before his head exploded.

The witch stared at the scene with despair, muttering to herself, "Impossible. The Holy Trinity is clearly the strongest isolation spell. Could this fake Kabbalah tree be a projection of some other being from the heavens?"

"No one should make any rash moves, unless you also want your heads to explode!"

The witch stopped the players who were about to unleash their ultimate attacks recklessly, gritted her teeth, and said, "Any attempt to threaten this tree will be affected by the power of the main body above the stars. Anyone who dares to make a move will have their head blown off immediately."

Upon hearing this, the players, who had been impulsively preparing for a desperate battle, calmed down. Without the protective shield, the Tree of Life began to grow even more wildly, its vines and roots digging deep into the ground, the earth being pushed up by its massive, gnarled roots. Even the sky began to darken.

The World Tree continuously draws life force from the entire planet.

King Arthur swallowed nervously. What she had thought would be a trial like the Holy Grail War had turned into a battle against a projection of an extraterrestrial evil god. The difficulty of the scenario had far exceeded her expectations.

"What the hell is that?"

Following the direction of the sword in King Arthur's hand, everyone looked and saw the blinding sunlight quickly dissipate, as if they had been plunged into eternal night in an instant. The nebula-like celestial body, which was clearly millions of light-years away, was now visible to the naked eye.

Holding the spellbook, Ed stared at the spiraling nebula projection and said in a trembling voice, "Do you think... this celestial body looks like an eye?"

What kind of eye is this?

The sudden sound interrupted everyone's thoughts. Bai Ge had appeared before them without them noticing, and he too was staring curiously at the spiraling nebula in front of them. "Does it look like an asshole?"

"……etc."

The witch couldn't help but ask, "What were you doing just now?"

Bai Gefengyun said calmly, "Oh, I went to Miskatonic University to ask for help."

"Have outside help?"

Other players, confused, asked, "Wait a minute, can you hire outside help in this trial dungeon game?"

"Yes, didn't you know?"

Bai Ge explained, "The system missions won't leave us with unsolvable situations. The mission's initial task of exploring the world's setting hints that we can find a way out by exploring the world's setting of the dungeon missions. It doesn't necessarily have to be in Japan; any clue within this world counts."

The other players were startled, but then they realized what was happening.

At the time, everyone's attention was focused on the disaster in Japan caused by the Fukushima nuclear leak. They didn't think about why other countries could stand by calmly and recklessly under such circumstances. No one even thought about this irrationality!

There are even hidden ways to skip class?

He shook his head in utter frustration, "But its projection has already descended upon this world, and we have no chance of winning."

"Not necessarily."

Bai Ge unbuttoned his sleeves, stared at the monster before him, and said, word by word, "As long as it's alive, I'll kill it even if it's a god."

Chapter 207 The Master of Daydreams is actually...

The celestial eye, seemingly composed of shimmering nebulae, began to rotate as if alive, its gaze sweeping over everyone present without making any unnecessary movements, seemingly simply observing the players quietly. Meanwhile, the black Tree of God continued its frantic growth, absorbing nutrients and turning the entire world a gray hue.

None of the players had ever witnessed such a despairing curse where everything was rapidly losing its vitality; the concrete jungle of skyscrapers collapsed into countless white, paper-like ashes, vanishing in an instant.

"shit."

Bai Ge's expression changed. He raised his hand, and the color of his skin turned an eerie grayish-white. "At this rate, everything will turn grayish-white, and we won't be able to tell who's who when we look at the Calabash Brothers anymore."

"What time is it and you're still thinking about watching Calabash Brothers?"

Blood Demon retorted, "Couldn't you use your invincible Ancient God umbilical cord to think of a solution?"

The Eye of the Celestials has not yet fully descended upon this plane, but any attempt to cause malicious damage to the Black Tree of God will directly result in a backlash from His curse.

No one dared to easily court death.

At this moment, Bai Ge took out the Minotaur's Horn that he had snatched from the Holy Lord, put his mouth to the hollow horn, took a deep breath, and blew the horn. A melodious yet eerie tune spread outwards like ripples.

In an instant, the players seemed to hear a terrible and desperate wail, as if millions of undead were screaming in the River of Pain, the sound of suffering deafening.

At the same time, a crack began to appear in the ground. As the crack continued to widen, black flames that defied the laws of physics seeped out from the depths of the crack, adding an eerie dark hue to the gray world.

Countless arms emerged from the cracks, supporting a gate carved with skulls, dragon skeletons, and the remains of the dead, which slowly rose from the ground. Wisps of black mist seeped from the cracks, and behind it lay Tartarus, the underworld of Greek mythology. As the gate opened, an enormous eyeball appeared behind it, as if some monster was observing the real world. Finally, the eyeball moved, and in its place emerged an enormous, skeletal arm, filling the entire gate. Even the massive Kabbalah tree looked like a small branch that could break at any moment.

The skeletal giant hand gripped the Kabbalah tree tightly, pulling it toward the gate in an attempt to uproot it.

A powerful force was affecting the Kabbalah Tree of Life; the eyeballs on the enormous tree were bursting open one after another, becoming bloody holes. Rotting marks spread rapidly outwards from these centers, and the Kabbalah Tree of Life seemed to be gradually losing its vitality, slowly withering away. The faded world began to regain its color.

The curse of the Celestial Eye is only effective against ordinary people; once it encounters a god, it becomes a matter of sheer power and resources.

The celestial eye suddenly turned and looked at the skeletal arm extending from inside the door.

Click.

With just a single glance, the skeleton was snapped in two, like a piece of porcelain that had been breaking apart, the cracks spreading outwards until the entire arm shattered.

It crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

The gates to the underworld closed at that moment, a sight that weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.

The Kabbalah Tree of Life briefly fell into a slumber, ceasing its expansion.

"Since even summoning the Gate of Death in the Underworld couldn't defeat them, we have no choice but to try another method."

If the Minotaur's horn was ineffective, and summoning Nidhogg's harmonica had little effect, White Song had no choice but to risk trying the last method.

Summon the being above the stars.

According to the classification in the Miskatonic University library, the areas above the stars and the unknown deep sea are the most dangerous places. You never know what terrifying monsters you might provoke by shouting at the stars, nor what desperate monsters, left over from millions of years of time, might be hidden in the deep sea abysses that humans have never explored.

"Stop him! I'm going to summon a two-dimensional evil god!"

Although they didn't know who the two-dimensional evil god Bai Ge was talking about was, in this moment of crisis, everyone disregarded everything else and pulled out their last trump cards.

Especially that guy, Yuju Hoshima, who didn't even look at the card he drew this time, but slammed it on the ground and roared, "Dora!"

The next instant, a huge stone slab suddenly appeared behind him, engraved with a monster resembling a pharaoh. However, players skilled in Yu-Gi-Oh! trembled upon seeing the stone tablet.

Yuju Hoshima calmly said, "Come forth, Summoning God Exodia."

The other players were dumbfounded. Hey, bro, I came to watch you play cards to learn skills, not to learn magic tricks!

The stone slab emitted a dazzling light, even dimming the brilliant starlight of the Eye of the Celestial. Then, enveloped in the light, the summoning god Exodia appeared before the Tree of Kabbalah.

Exodia slowly opened his joined hands, and a dazzling fireball appeared out of thin air in his palms, which he then threw at his opponent.

"Demon God Flame Cannon!"

In that instant, the Kabbalah Tree of Life emitted an ominous, star-studded light. The celestial eye in the sky began to dim, while the eyeballs on the tree trunk became increasingly dazzling, as if they were about to transform into a brilliant star.

……

At the same time, Bai Ge completed the preparations according to the summoning ritual provided in the Dead Sea Scrolls.

This time, he is summoning the Lord of Imagination, who resides deep within the Iris Nebula in the constellation Cepheus.

According to the description of the Arab mad poet, this is a god who does not exist in reality, but is more like a kind of psychic power, representing a strong and extreme individual will, and is one of the superior beings representing the ideal world.

Psychic abilities forcefully infiltrate the real world with one's own thoughts, like a paintbrush scribbling on a canvas, altering the real world and even the laws of physics, completely different from those who depend on matter for existence.

To date, there is no record of anyone successfully summoning the Lord of Imagination. There have been instances where the summoning was interrupted halfway through, resulting in the person being devoured by the twisted will and transformed into a mindless monster.

One of the prerequisites for summoning the Lord of Imagination is that the summoner who presides over the ritual must be an independent, advanced civilization.

So Bai Ge drank the pure blood of the ancient god to gain a small portion of divinity, thus deceiving the Lord of Imagination.

Unlike other summoning rituals filled with terrifying and eerie scenes, Bai Ge did not experience any terrifying celestial phenomena after reciting the incantation. Instead, he felt a white light enveloping his consciousness, as if his entire being was being pulled into the depths of the starry sky.

He saw a dazzling, luminous nebula.

Suddenly, a strange thought popped into Bai Ge's mind.

Could it be that the brain is an indescribable life form, and humans are merely parasitized monkeys?

Bai Ge calmed his mind. He felt a powerful force enter his brain, and his entire consciousness seemed to instantly fall into a void of pure white world.

If it weren't for the protection of the umbilical cord, Bai Ge might have vanished on the spot due to the shock to his consciousness.

The Lord of Imagination has no fixed form; in the eyes of millions, he has millions of different incarnations and manifestations.

In the pure white world, Bai Ge saw a white, wriggling thing that looked remarkably similar to the broken umbilical cord of an ancient god.

The black tentacles emerging from beneath the skin looked out of place in the pure white world. Each tentacle grabbed the white, wriggling thing and dragged it out directly from within.

In that instant, the pure white world vanished into thin air, and Bai Ge's consciousness seemed to be rapidly pulled back to Earth from tens of thousands of light-years away. When he opened his eyes again, he was holding a glowing, wriggling sphere in his hands.

At this moment, the incomplete expectation appeared listless, as if the previous tug had exhausted all its strength. Bai Ge then realized that the incomplete ancient god's umbilical cord had desperately brought a part of the Lord of Imagination into the real world in its final moments.