Blasphemy Wizard by Deceit World
Chapter 309 - 280: The Deepest Part of the Relic_2

Chapter 309: Chapter 280: The Deepest Part of the Relic_2

"It is none other than ’Void’, who has always been guarding by your side."

"Ahead, is there danger?"

"You asked in a low voice, believing that this battle doll, formed by the fusion of the ’Battle Maid Core’ and the ’Demon King Puppet’, would not block your path without reason."

"In the darkness lit only by faint firelight, ’Void’ gently shook her head... I am not certain, nor can I sense any terrifying presence from the depths of the water."

"You remained calm, trusting that ’Void’ had not yet finished speaking."

"Sure enough,"

"’Void’ paused. Her voice, rare for her, carried a slight tremble... But for some reason, I simply don’t want to take another step forward. Even just looking inside, I get a wave of nausea—something that has never happened before."

"Your expression grew heavier."

"As a battle doll, ’Void’ not only possesses terrifying combat strength on par with the ’Angel God’, but also has an extremely special trait: by nature, she does not have flesh and blood, nor is she a living being. Logically, she should be immune to negative emotions like fear or dread."

"And yet, ’Void’ is now feeling nauseated by the depths of the ruins..."

"This means that in the endless darkness ahead lies a terrifying, grotesque, twisted, unknown presence that far surpasses the level of the ’Angel God’—something so horrifying that even objects themselves would shudder in fear."

"Could it be that entity worshipped in sacrificial rituals by the ’Dota Clan’, a dreadful existence opposed by the ’Blasphemous Wizards’ during the Third Epoch?"

"The thought surfaced in your mind, and your already grave expression tightened further."

"You fell into deep thought."

"You quickly made up your mind and, under the weak firelight, looked toward the ’Secret Cultivator’ in the darkness... ’Ma’am, you’ve heard what ’Void’ said. In the deepest part of the ruins, there may be an unimaginable, terrifying danger. My suggestion is that you retreat immediately and return to the surface... Of course, if you wish to challenge this exploration further, that’s fine, but I can no longer guarantee your safety."

"You..."

"Special Note: The lady bound to you by the ’Destiny Chain’, the ’Secret Cultivator’, is currently facing a choice. Please wait patiently."

"Special Note: The lady bound to you by the ’Destiny Chain’, the ’Secret Cultivator’, is currently facing a choice. Please wait patiently."

"Special Note: The lady bound to you by the ’Destiny Chain’, the ’Secret Cultivator’, is currently facing a choice. Please wait patiently."

...

"A choice for the ’Secret Cultivator’?"

Yang Qizhou was startled. He shifted his gaze from his phone and looked up at the conflicted expression before him. Casually, he asked, "A choice? How many options? What’s the content?"

The ’Secret Cultivator’ raised a hand to rub her slightly furrowed temple and hesitated for less than 0.1 seconds before responding.

"It’s obvious—there are only two options. One is to continue exploring alongside your game character; the other is to turn around and leave..."

"Choices faced by game characters are usually considered a small yet significant secret. Normally, unless there’s a trade or a threat of death, players wouldn’t share them lightly. Yet, Yang Qizhou had casually raised the question, and the ’Secret Cultivator’ casually answered."

"Everything seemed so natural."

"What’s your plan?" Yang Qizhou stretched lazily, with no intention of interfering.

"Clearly, it’s a difficult decision. The benefits and risks are obvious. If one entered the deepest part of the ruins with Yang Qizhou’s game character, they might gain unimaginable rewards. Yet at the same time, they would face unspeakable terror. And since choices appear in the game, it signifies a branching narrative—a divergence of two entirely different paths..."

"Even the foundation players rely upon—resurrection—might potentially fail."

The ’Secret Cultivator’ looked more conflicted, muttering, "I haven’t decided yet."

After a pause, she raised her eyes, her voice carrying an uncharacteristic touch of pleading: "’Lamp Holder’, what do you think about the dangers of the ruins’ depths? That is to say... will it endanger me personally?"

"Don’t blink."

"Don’t you know such a look is lethal to guys like me?"

"Regarding this question, Miss ’Secret Cultivator’, I cannot give you an accurate answer. I can only tell you that the dangers in the depths of the ruins may rival destiny itself—or even surpass it. I trust this information will be of some use to you." Yang Qizhou finally softened and provided a subtle hint.

"Rival destiny?"

"Or even surpass destiny?"

"Though the ’Secret Cultivator’ had mentally prepared herself, she still involuntarily drew a sharp breath at these words... After all, players’ resurrection mechanism depends on the blessing of ’Destiny’. If ’Destiny’ is shaken, it implies the effect of ’Rewriting the Death Ending’ might cease to exist."

"And if the game character is erased, the player in reality is likely to die as well."

"’Lamp Holder’, let’s continue the game. I think I’ve made my decision."

"Very well."

After the ’Secret Cultivator’ lowered her head, Yang Qizhou redirected his attention to his phone.

The game continued.

...

"Very soon, you received the response from the ’Secret Cultivator’... ’Miss Void is a being akin to a god. Even she trembles at the dangers lurking in the depths of the ruins. As someone who has only recently stepped into the ’Extraordinary Realm’, it’s naturally impossible for me to face such extreme terror. That’s it—I’ll retreat back to the surface and not trouble you any further, ’Dark Crow of Profane Fortune’."

"A wise decision."

"You nodded slightly. Having experienced the ’Realm of Light’, you are well aware that ’Destiny’s blessing’ is not invincible. Were it not for the ’Dark Crow of Profane Fortune’, the ’Dream Hidden World Clothes’, the ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth’, the ’Heart Dream Source’, or the ’Lost Night’—all legendary artifacts—even you would have chosen to retreat."

"At this moment, the ’Secret Cultivator’ had already turned around and was preparing to retrace her steps."

"You thought for a moment and added a reminder... Do not linger near the ruins. It’s best to move farther away—no one knows what might happen next."

"You saw the ’Secret Cultivator’ nod earnestly before her silhouette vanished into the boundless darkness."

"What could the dangers in the depths of the ruins truly be?"

"And what secrets might be concealed within?"

"You did not immediately set off but lingered at the original spot for quite a while, estimating the time it would take for the ’Secret Cultivator’ to leave the ruins. During this period, your gaze remained fixed on the depths of the ruins, reflecting on these two questions."

"Who knows how much time passed..."

"You estimated that the ’Secret Cultivator’ should have left the ruins by now. Without further delay, you first recalled the battle doll ’Void’. Then, invoking the authority of the ’God of Victory’, you maximized your good luck. Afterward, you extinguished the [Ancient God Fire Lamp] and donned the first legendary artifact you obtained on this ancient land, [Kan Rui’s Wizard Ring], gaining the ability of night vision. Finally, you activated ’Destiny Reappearance’, rekindling the power of the ’Dream Hidden World Clothes’. Not only did you enter a Hidden State, but you also cloaked yourself and the ’Wizard Aura’ of [Kan Rui’s Wizard Ring]."

"Taking a deep breath, you stepped onto the water’s surface and headed for the deepest part of the darkness. Along the way, you moved as cautiously as possible, striving to make no sound whatsoever..."

"You pressed forward."

"You continued forward."

"You noticed the path around you narrowing. On the walls, a growing number of mysterious, indescribable symbols appeared, strange and eerie, as if they had transformed into countless eyes staring at the intruder."

"It made you profoundly uncomfortable."

"Suppressing the nauseous feeling, you moved onward, step by step. Who knows how much time had passed before you finally reached the deepest part of the ruins."

"You beheld a throne, standing over the water—a towering, majestic seat that exuded divine presence even in its desolation. Atop it rested a statue whose original visage could no longer be discerned. Above the throne, a massive gate had already begun to crack... "