CHAPTER 446: CHAPTER 349: RETURN TO TRUTH HUT

What a pity,

Can’t we take her along as well?

The thought surfaced in his mind, but Yang Qizhou quickly shook his head, knowing it wasn’t realistic.

’Philis’ had immense intrinsic value—be it the hidden knowledge she possessed or the divine entities she shepherded—it all made Yang Qizhou’s mouth water with greed. Yet, she would never submit willingly. She would undoubtedly exhaust every means to break free from the influence of the ’Dragon of Mind’s’ power. Given her ability to leverage the might of the ’King of Truth,’ she had a significant chance of succeeding.

In a situation where the ’Master of Thousands’ was in hot pursuit,

a game character bringing along such an unstable variable posed considerable risk.

"What a waste. If only I could harness the power of the ’King of Truth,’ I could add yet another Old King-level god to the flock." Yang Qizhou shook his head in regret, then returned his attention to his phone.

At that moment,

the script was auto-refreshing.

...

"Open the door to enter the ’Land of Prayer’?"

"Hearing this, ’Philis’s’ eyes filled with confusion. By her reckoning, this wild yet mysterious ’blasphemous wizard’ would surely use his mastery of the ’spiritual’ realm to seize the gods she shepherded, extract her occult knowledge, or perhaps even find a way to dominate her entirely."

"Yet, after all this plotting, it turned out his sole goal was just to enter the ’Land of Prayer.’"

"This level of abnormality was unsettling,"

"so bizarre it seemed as if some terrifying force was chasing after him, forcing him to abandon a guaranteed gain just to flee immediately."

"’Philis’ couldn’t help but entertain a whirlwind of thoughts as this realization struck her. At the same time, a subconscious urge rooted in the spiritual realm drove her to command the power of the ’God of Black Mist.’ Threads of violet light began twisting and weaving together in response."

"During this, she didn’t give up resistance, making every effort to call upon the power of the ’King of Truth’ to rewrite the established reality of being hypnotized on a spiritual level."

"But alas,"

"due to the might of the ’Dragon of Mind,’ ’Philis’ trusted him unwaveringly, so much so that the thought of rebellion couldn’t even take root."

"It was just then,"

"that a terrifying incident unfolded."

"The town was suddenly submerged into utter darkness—not because of nightfall, but because an unnamable silhouette had blocked out the sunlight streaming from the sky. Next, a monstrous eye opened, darting wildly in search of something. Wherever its gaze landed, living beings had their flesh and blood grotesquely twisted, mutating into abominable creatures that launched into an uncontrolled spree of slaughter."

"Like the annihilation of Dark Mist Town amidst a tempest,"

"a catastrophic calamity was now unleashed upon this town called ’Blackstone.’"

"’Philis,’ though sheltering within the church, couldn’t witness the horrifying upheaval outside. Yet the mystical insight embedded in her ’spirituality’ had clued her into what was transpiring. Her eyes widened in shock, disbelief written across her features... One of the Four Indescribable Lands, the ’Master of Thousands’—could it be that you truly were being hunted by such an unspeakable force, and managed to escape here alive?"

"At that exact moment,"

"as the interlacing violet radiance formed the door leading to the ’Land of Prayer,’"

"you distinctly sensed the presence of the ’Master of Thousands.’ Daring not to linger any longer, you immediately bolted forward. Passing by ’Philis,’ you couldn’t resist muttering, ’Uh, I’ll go on ahead. Best of luck to you.’"

"Before long, your figure was swallowed by the violet doorway of light."

"Instinctively, you glanced back once more, witnessing unspeakable catastrophe unfold: space itself distorted, everything descending into ruin. And bound under spiritual hypnosis, ’Philis’ dissolved into despairing fragments and vanished."

"The next time you opened your eyes, you found yourself standing in a world where twilight hung frozen in permanence."

"You had arrived in the Land of Prayer."

...

Yang Qizhou exhaled deeply.

Even though it was presented in written form, the peril faced by the game character just moments ago was palpable from the words alone. Even a single moment of delay could have resulted in the character being ensnared by the power of the ’Master of Thousands,’ leading to unimaginable consequences.

What a waste of ’Philis,’

If only she could have been taken with them. Had the game character been given more time, the potential rewards would surely have been significant.

"The ’Land of Prayer,’ adjacent to the ’Land of Truth,’ is an exiled zone devastated by divine conflict during the ’Day of Fallen.’ It exists on an entirely different plane from the ’Antiquity Land,’ making it exceedingly difficult for ordinary gods to enter it or intervene."

"But conventional wisdom doesn’t apply to the ’Master of Thousands,’"

"’He is a ’Cosmic Pillar,’ and the ruler of the ’Mysterious Town’ within the Four Indescribable Lands. His power is unfathomable—he might even be able to cross boundaries and manifest directly before the game character.’"

"I hope the gap between the ’Antiquity Land’ and the ’Land of Prayer’ can buy the game character some additional time."

Thoughts churned through his mind,

but Yang Qizhou quickly reined in his scattered musings and turned his focus back to his phone, where the game text continued auto-refreshing.

...

"Recalling the last scene you witnessed before leaving ’Blackstone Town,’ you felt a pang of pride, convinced that ’Philis’ could never survive such terror."

"Bathed in twilight’s hues, you gazed in the direction of the ’Extreme East.’"

"’Blackstone Town’ had fallen, and the ’Master of Thousands’ could descend upon the Land of Prayer at any moment. Dreading further delays, you activated the power of the ’Dragon of Mind,’ merging your corporeal body with the ’Spirit Ocean,’ and made your way toward the ’Truth Hut.’"