Blasphemy Wizard by Deceit World
Chapter 122 - 120: This is Really Too Mean

Chapter 122: Chapter 120: This is Really Too Mean

Yang Qizhou felt a lingering fear as he thought back—the ’Foolish Snake Skin’ was the deactivation material for the ’Lucky Coin’ and an essential item for turning a game character into a ’Wizard.’ If he had brought a fake back... when it came time to deactivate and the material failed to work, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Dying on the spot would have been considered mild.

Being polluted by the active force of the ’Lucky Coin’ and twisting into a monster? That wasn’t beyond possibility either.

After all, this was the [Deceit World], a place where the sun could not be directly gazed upon, the night couldn’t linger too long, dreams harbored calamities, storms held terror—even divine beings could fall, even the sky could rot. In such a twisted world, any horror could come to pass.

"Killing you would be letting you off lightly. If I were a game character, I’d roast your bones and flush your ashes down the sewer into a cesspit."

"Keep going, keep going,"

"The ’secret gathering’ storyline isn’t over yet—there’s still a major play to come." free𝑤ebnovel.com

As his fingers tapped the screen, the game text refreshed.

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"It’s fake? Even though I know you’re an Evil God believer, at least have some basic dignity as a person... Or, eh, wait—I guess, maybe, probably, this ’Nameless One’ isn’t even human."

"The thought—that the [Foolish Snake Skin] you traded for earlier was actually fake—filled your heart with indignation."

"Meanwhile,"

"You suddenly felt dozens of gazes settle upon you—filled with killing intent, vigilance, and wariness, along with a thread of fear—from the gathered ’Evil God believers.’"

"You saw Mr. ’Misery’ step out, disbelief lacing his voice: ’Mr. Black Hat, the hunter lurking in the shadows was really you? Aren’t you afraid of Mr. Nameless One’s wrath?’"

"This comment puzzled you—’The Nameless One’ had already been killed, hadn’t he? Why was Mr. Misery saying such a thing?"

"A slight chill rose in your heart."

"But only a slight one."

"Another ’Evil God believer’ came forward, addressed as Ms. ’Black Rose,’ her tone full of dread... ’This is a Wizard’s aura. You possess Wizard’s power, Mr. Black Hat—did you align yourself with the Wizards?’"

"Her words caused a noticeable stir among the gathered ’Evil God believers’ as they began talking all at once."

"One ’Evil God believer,’ visibly shocked, exclaimed... ’So Wizards really exist after all?’"

"Another follower followed up with... ’It’s said Wizards are calamities, forbidden beings—the most malevolent plaguebringer responsible for bringing doom and disaster to the Old Earth... but now Wizard power has resurfaced? Does this mean the ancient evil forces are returning once more?’"

"A third believer voiced condemnation... ’Black Hat, are you mad? To dare tamper with Wizard’s power? Regardless of whether it’s Ancient Gods, Old Gods, or any other hidden entities, they’ll all despise you for this.’"

"The final believer, however, cut to the chase, declaring outright... ’Why waste time talking? Get ready to act.’"

"As those words fell, you felt eerie forces stirring and clashing in the hall, locking down the space—the gathered ’Evil God believers’ had made their move and aimed to trap you there."

"You heard bizarre ravings echo beside your ear. The voice spoke: ’Black Hat, no—Wisdom Divine Envoy Salma—you dare to violate the rules here and even tamper with Wizard’s aura? You will suffer punishment.’"

"The familiar tone of the ravings struck you—as though you had heard them before."

"You followed the sound and glanced over..."

"The ’Nameless One,’ who had previously been annihilated, had every piece of its flesh writhing and slowly restructuring. An eye, dark and marked with a hexagram, suddenly opened on its abdomen."

"It was him... You were all too familiar with this eerie eye and immediately recognized the Nameless One’s true identity—it was the hidden entity posing as the Star Color Ancient God, a suspected high-ranking demon."

"You knew all too well the terror of this hidden entity. In a prior fate line, you had nearly become his possession. This thought filled you with unease,"

"But you quickly relaxed, reasoning to yourself... ’The Nameless One surely isn’t the true form of the hidden entity but likely a clone or puppet. There’s a simple reason for this: the hidden entity must maintain the Star Color Ancient God’s Holy Emblem at the Sacrificial Altar and cannot leave. Moreover, the terror of the hidden entity is such that even the Trace of Killing Skill, which surpasses the ’Mind’ level of power, would likely struggle to hurt him.’"

"Hidden beneath the Black Hat mask, your face twisted into a cunning grin."

"Revealing Wizard power, the secret gathering’s members, ambushing the Nameless One—all of this had inflamed hatred to its peak, yet you thought it wasn’t enough. The grand finale of the next act was required to truly send the hatred bar exploding sky-high."

"You still harbored resentment about being tongue-lashed by Wisdom Divine Envoy Salma."

"You eagerly anticipated the outcome."

"At this point, the ’Evil God believers’ had already acted, summoning all manner of eerie forces—weakness, curses, corruption, erosion, sacrifices, and more alike."

"While the Wizard Mark’s Trace of Killing Skill granted you power exceeding the ’Star Spirit’ level, your physical form remained human and mortal. Without doubt, you’d die under the terrifying tide of spells."

"But this was all part of your plan."

"You activated the effect of ’Hidden God’s Clothes,’ entering a Hidden State."

"You were obliterated into fragments."

"Before your consciousness fully faded, you faintly heard scattered voices: ’Where did Black Hat vanish to?’ ’He escaped?’ ’Why are Valuer Patrol Officers outside?’ ’Damn it, Black Hat must have tipped them off!’ ’Find him and kill him!’"

"You died."

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It was a critical step, and Yang Qizhou had reread the text countless times—scrutinizing every word—to confirm the success of his plan.

He was overjoyed.

"Hahaha, the game character is truly diabolical..."

"First, ambush the Evil God believers at the secret gathering to spark feuds, then deliberately reveal Wizard’s power to exacerbate hatred further."

"Next, activate Hidden God’s Clothes to enter Hidden State, getting blasted to pieces in the process. This way, from their perspective, Wisdom Divine Envoy Salma escaped rather than dying under the last barrage."

"And then, there’s that ’letter of accusation,’ which played its part too."

"From the final textual description, it looks like Valuer Patrol Officers located the secret gathering site and launched an extermination operation as planned—and all of this was pinned on Wisdom Divine Envoy Salma."

"Combining these factors, the hatred scale has undoubtedly hit the roof. I wonder if he’ll survive tonight."

Adjusting his position on the sofa and taking a few sips of his vintage ’82 coke, Yang Qizhou finally started to calm down from his excitement.

He flipped through the game text, his mind pondering.

The Nameless One’s other identity—it might truly be the terrifying entity impersonating Star Color Ancient God. That came as a surprise. Luckily, the Nameless One was likely just a clone or puppet, not the main body; otherwise, the game character would have likely been outmaneuvered and forced into ruin.

"What a shame—the game character died too soon. I don’t know how many casualties there were once the Valuer Patrol Officers arrived and the battle began."

"The scene must have been brutal."

"But all of that hatred is pinned on Wisdom Divine Envoy Salma—it has nothing to do with the game character anymore."

"Let’s enjoy the drama, enjoy the drama."

With the sly grin still lingering on his face, Yang Qizhou dove back into the game.

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"Your soul effortlessly returned to the River of Death, where you felt the gaze of the hidden presence dwelling within. However, there were still no signs of it manifesting. It muttered in its ravings: ’Destiny... has returned.’"

"Alright, alright, stop dragging on."

"You couldn’t help but complain inwardly, though you dared not voice it, worried the hidden presence might bear a grudge against you."

"You didn’t have a rollback point; the blasphemous Destiny Raven didn’t make its call."

"The flames of Destiny Power’s Blessing Firelight still flickered, rewriting your end of death..."

Wait, wait.

Yang Qizhou suddenly recalled an issue—the game character had been blasted to death at the secret gathering site. If revived nearby where Evil God believers remained, even activating Hidden God’s Clothes might risk exposure.

This hidden danger had to be eliminated, even if it required some ’pay-to-win.’

Fortunately, he had procured two [False Road Markers] for free from the Destiny Store earlier. If not now, then when would they be most useful...

False Road Marker (Consumable Item): After your game character dies, they can resurrect at another location. Price: 100 Old Sacrifices.

Yang Qizhou quickly opted to use the item.

The game text refreshed again.

"You used the ’False Road Marker,’ rewriting your revival location—you resurrected somewhere in Asgard."

"For safety, you immediately activated Hidden God’s Clothes again."

"You fell into contemplation."

"The crucial item, [Foolish Snake Skin], was already acquired; the next step was heading to the ’Valley of the Silent’ for the Black Abyss Flower, then figuring out how to retrieve the Lucky Coin. With that, you’d be ready for the transformation into a genuine Wizard."

"But you were equally curious about Wisdom Divine Envoy Salma’s fate."

"You hesitated briefly."

"Eventually, you decided to visit Wisdom Divine Envoy Salma’s residence—after all, it was your masterpiece."

"Soon, you arrived at the familiar building."

"You observed Wisdom Divine Envoy Salma returning, relaxed and carefree. He even greeted his neighbors warmly and praised the magnificent Ancient Gods, oblivious to the tribulations awaiting him."

"You knew well that the Nameless One and the Evil God believers from the secret gathering wouldn’t let him go."

"You waited."

"You kept on waiting."

"As night descended, the light of the nine great emblems illuminated the city, shielding it from the horrors of nocturnal erosion."

"But from Wisdom Divine Envoy Salma’s residence, bloodcurdling screams were heard echoing out."

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