Blasphemy Wizard by Deceit World

'The King of Power Wizard' once ruled over this territory?

Does this mean the Game Character is getting closer to the throne of the 'Lord of Blasphemy'?

Yang Qizhou pondered this deeply,

but this time, he didn't feel the excitement or anticipation he used to. His expression was heavy, and the warnings from the 'Dream Realm Master' and the 'Hidden Wizard King' lingered in his mind, faintly hinting at something.

Yang Qizhou looked out the window,

the reflection of the Old Gods' land in the Sky Dome was growing clearer, almost solid. Using his 'spirituality' and a fraction of the 'Lord of Blasphemy's' divine rank, he could even perceive multiple gazes watching this world beyond the Destiny Ripple.

A strong sense of foreboding surged within Yang Qizhou: when the Game Character finally reached the 'Lord of Blasphemy's' throne, the stars would shine brightly, and he himself would embark on a journey, entering the mysterious, eerie land of the Old Gods.

"How I wish that day would come a little later."

At this moment, the text automatically refreshed, faster than ever before, prompting Yang Qizhou to shift his gaze and focus back on the game.

...

"Thick fog obscures your sight; you cannot discern the true face behind the voice calling out. You are barely capable of determining the direction."

"A plea for help?"

"Could this be another trap?"

"You curl your lips, recalling the time you first traversed into the land of the Old Gods, hearing cries for help on the way to Fire Stealing Village, only to find it was a trap laid by the 'Old Gods' believers'."

"If the 'Dark Crow of Profane Fortune' hadn't possessed the ability to restart the destiny line, it's hard to imagine what fate would have awaited you at that time."

"You shake your head, a sigh rising from your heart."

"Though it hasn't been long since then, you can't help but feel as if a lifetime has passed."

"Should you follow the cries, just to see what's going on?"

"You find yourself deep in thought."

"Explorer from the Otherworld, guided by destiny, retrieving the throne of the 'Lord of Blasphemy'—once again, a crossroads of fate lies before you."

"Will you choose to go and take a look?"

"Or will you ignore it, continuing to follow 'destiny's' signs and heading toward the Outer God Temple?"

"Make your choice now."

...

Seeing two options displayed on his phone screen, Yang Qizhou was momentarily astonished...

The 'Land of Truth' within the lost Heaven, the stage set by the 'Lord of Blasphemy'—according to the description from the blasphemous wizard 'Philis,' the script had already been written, and the first blasphemous wizard to step into it would become the protagonist, following the predetermined destiny step-by-step toward the throne.

This led Yang Qizhou to believe the story of the 'Land of Truth' would proceed linearly, without forks in the road, advancing through the established fate until the final conclusion.

But now, an option appears?

Does this suggest the destiny laid out by the 'Lord of Blasphemy' isn't absolute, and that other possibilities still exist?

"Could it be because of the 'Lord of Blasphemy's' sense of humor… No, impossible. It's about their return. As the Supreme Existence who wielded the power of 'destiny' to once rule over the Old Gods' land, even if they're a prankster, they wouldn't joke about this matter."

"Let's imagine something bolder,"

"The 'Lord of Blasphemy' indeed wrote the script long ago, but perhaps there is another unseen hand that has tampered with this predetermined fate to some extent."

With these thoughts, Yang Qizhou already held certain suspicions, though he wasn't ready to confirm them yet.

After pondering a moment,

he returned his attention to the choice itself.

By conventional logic, the Old Gods' land is a world where mystery and the unknown coexist, grotesqueries and strangeness thrive. The sun cannot be stared at directly, the night cannot endure long, dream realms hold disasters, storms harbor terrors, even deities can fall, and even the sky can rot.

The appearance of a call for help there certainly indicates a problem. If he selects the first option, there's a high chance of encountering something horrifying.

Still, Yang Qizhou deliberated for a long time and ultimately decided to choose "one."

Because he had a vital trump card,

the 'Dark Crow of Profane Fortune,' capable of restarting the world line.

"Whoever thought entering the Land of Truth and stepping onto the predetermined stage would still leave room to use this power."

"A plea for help from deep within the fog?"

"Leaving directly, following destiny's signs toward the Outer God Temple, would indeed minimize unnecessary troubles, allowing the Game Character to achieve the 'Lord of Blasphemy's' throne with minimum friction."

"But the cry for help may also represent a kind of possibility."

As Yang Qizhou muttered to himself, he carried out the corresponding action. Immediately, the phone's background transformed dramatically, and the text refreshed automatically.

...

"Huh, how odd. A node for restarting the destiny line has actually appeared."

"Feeling this obscure revelation, a wave of astonishment floods your heart. After all, by all logic, the script should already be set in stone, without moments of crossroads in destiny appearing."

"Quickly, you calm down. With the power of the 'Dark Crow of Profane Fortune' as your safeguard, your concerns dissipate. Without hesitation, you move toward the source of the cry."

"Soon, you pass through the dense fog,"

"traveling forward some distance,"

"until at last you see several terrifying figures of twisted flesh encircling a girl. Around her, a protective veil of light flickers erratically, on the verge of collapse."

"A girl?"

"Could this be another trap?"

"You recall 'Alice,' a believer in the Old Gods, and the string of events that followed, almost turning to leave immediately."