Blasphemy Wizard by Deceit World
Chapter 132 - 130: Raid ’Asgard’ Again!

Chapter 132: Chapter 130: Raid ’Asgard’ Again!

The story progresses to this point, and finally, the title of the greatest ’Wizard’ is revealed.

Lord of Blasphemy,

Considering that a wizard is a ’Desecrator’ who once ruled half an epoch, renaming the Old Land to Desecrated Land, and as the leader of all wizards, this title doesn’t come as a surprise.

Looking at the item bar on the screen, Yang Qizhou grinned,

"Only the ’Lucky Coin’ is left. Let’s give it our all and see if we can snag it today."

"Let’s just go for it."

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...

"You’ve read the contents of the stele, and your heart is greatly shaken."

"You’ve learned the title of the greatest wizard."

"At that moment, a stream of light bursts out from the stele, engulfing you. You feel the surroundings continuously shift. When you open your eyes again, you’ve already left the ’Valley of the Silent.’"

"You grin, not expecting the ’stele’ to have such a function. This truly saves effort."

"You activate the effect of the ’Hidden God’s Clothes’ and enter a ’Hidden’ state."

"You fall into contemplation,"

"’Fire Stealing Village’ is currently being coveted by the ’Mysterious Shadow’ of the Night Side, a terrifying entity you have no way to combat for now. Even if you return, apart from comforting ’Lena’ and the villagers, there isn’t much else you could do. It’s better to focus on obtaining the ’Lucky Coin’ as soon as possible and completing the job transition to wizard. That way, in this old land filled with strangeness and horror, you might actually be able to protect yourself."

"You glance toward the direction of ’Fire Stealing Village,’"

"You see the strange shadow composed of countless eyes partitioning day into night, lurking outside the ’Twilight Barrier.’"

"I’ll take care of you after I become a wizard,"

"you mutter under your breath, activating the function of the ’Time-Space Gate.’"

"You’ve returned to the ’Seventeenth’ Truth Hall,"

"You see Little Seventeen sitting on the desk, resting her chin on her hands, swinging her tiny legs, with a ’worried’ expression on her face. When she sees you return, her face lights up with joy, and she jumps up and down as she runs toward you."

"Future wizard, how’s it going, how’s it going? Did you get your hands on the ’Black Abyss Flower’?"

"You don’t say a word."

"You take out the ’Black Abyss Flower,’ your smile full of smugness."

"’Little Seventeen’ is overjoyed, jumping up and down as she exclaims... Wow, you really got it, that’s amazing! Future wizard, now you have [Foolish Snake Skin][Yellow Beast Blood][Black Abyss Flower]. Only [Lucky Coin]is left before you can create the ’God of Victory’ and truly become a wizard."

"You pat your chest. Even though you have no clue how to get your hands on the ’Lucky Coin,’ you still confidently declare... That’s no problem at all."

"You see Little Seventeen’s gaze growing more and more admiring."

"Your sense of vanity is immensely satisfied."

"Encouraged by Little Seventeen, you once again activate the ’Time-Space Gate.’ This time, your selected destination is... Asgard."

"Once more engulfed by the stream of light from spacetime, when your vision clears, the grand and majestic scenery of ’Asgard’ unfolds before your eyes again."

"Truly sacred and magnificent. If you hadn’t experienced it, it’d be impossible to imagine that this celestial fortress, formed of the nine divine countries, has been riddled by the infiltration of the Evil God."

"You activate the effect of ’Hidden God’s Clothes.’ You enter a ’Hidden’ state,"

"You fall into contemplation,"

"The ’Lucky Coin’ lies in the Prayer Box within the Heroic Spirit Hall. There are only two ways to retrieve it: one, resolve the issue at the bottom of the ’North Realm Abyss’; two, have one of the ’Nine Ancient Gods’ open the Prayer Box."

"Currently, the situation in the ’North Realm Abyss’ is a hopeless deadlock. Unless the hostility of the ’Sky Blue Spear’ can be neutralized, resealing the passage to the ’Endless Abyss’ is a pipe dream."

"But as for seeking help from the ’Nine Ancient Gods’?"

"This idea emerges in your mind, but you quickly shake your head, knowing it’s unrealistic."

"Then what should you do."

"Once again, the despicable, shameless, and downright vile explorer comes to a crossroads at the whims of fate."

"Will you choose to venture once more into the ’North Realm Abyss’ to find a way to resolve the hostility of the ’Sky Blue Spear’,"

"or stay in ’Asgard’ to search for alternative solutions?"

"Please make your decision."

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...

And so, here we are again at the beloved choice scenario.

Having played for over an hour and feeling a bit weary, Yang Qizhou stretched his body aggressively and let out a yawn before finally focusing his attention on the text.

"By normal logic, the correct choice would obviously be ’Option One.’"

"Head to the North Realm Abyss,"

"The reasoning is simple. Although the ’Sky Blue Spear’ inexplicably harbors hostility toward the game character, that place still holds other side quests, like [Circle of Friendliness] and Harriet’s mysterious background. Plus, with the game character equipped with the [Devil’s Disguise], there’s no need to worry about the contamination from the ’Endless Abyss’ anymore. Taken together, this is undoubtedly the best choice."

"But..."

"Hehehe, the moniker ’Free-Ride Dark Crow’ wasn’t earned for nothing. Before venturing into the ’North Realm Abyss,’ of course, I’ll hang around in ’Asgard’ and scavenge a bit. After all, everything’s going to reset with a save and load anyway, so there’s no fear of offending the lurking hidden entities."

"Besides, what if the storyline in ’Asgard’ contains an element that resolves the hostility of the ’Sky Blue Spear’ toward the game character?"

Yawning again, it was already 1:30 a.m., and Yang Qizhou was running on fumes.

’Dark Crow of Profane Fortune’ has two uses left. After burning through them, it’s straight to bed.

"On with the game, on with the game."

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...

"Compared to the ’North Realm Abyss,’ where no solution is in sight, you feel that staying in ’Asgard’ for further exploration might be more rewarding."

"Naturally, the ’Dark Crow of Profane Fortune’ is your greatest assurance."

"You’re deciding on your next course of action."

"Thinking back to your last raid of ’Asgard,’ it was an exhilarating and satisfying experience. ’Old Sacrifice,’ ’Devil’s Contract,’ ’Asgard Map,’ and even the ’Harvest Goddess’s Underwear’ were all looted."

"Should you do it again... You seriously consider."

"It seems,"

"You really can have another go."

"Giving in to your insatiable greed, you hesitate no longer and spring into action immediately."

"This time, you target grandiose buildings that clearly aren’t mere background decorations."

"You start searching for a target."

"You keep searching for a target."

"Soon, you lock onto a specific building. This residence spans dozens of acres, with a towering ancient castle and a lavish manor teeming with exotic beasts and humanoid puppets made of mystical materials pruning greenery."

"Living in such opulence, there must be treasures inside."

"Thinking this to yourself, you exploit the effect of the ’Hidden God’s Clothes’ and eagerly sneak inside."

"You step on a magic landmine."

"You are blown apart, limbs severed, blood splattering everywhere, your organs spilling out. You couldn’t be more dead."

"Your corpse is discarded like trash by humanoid puppets."

"You died."

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...

???

The kid has an abundance of question marks.

What’s going on here? Last time during the ’Asgard’ raid, this wasn’t the sequence of events. Many buildings were ransacked, even snatching the ’Harvest Goddess’s Underwear.’ It was a total jackpot.

But this time, how did it end so tragically?

"Damn it! Why emphasize that my corpse was treated like garbage by puppets? Are you taunting me? Come out and fight me, if you’ve got the guts!"

Crash.

Coincidentally, just then, a thunderclap boomed outside, scaring Yang Qizhou into a full jolt.

No wind, no rain, and now sudden thunder?

"Well, uh, that, uh, sir—I mean elder! Don’t take that personally! I was just joking. I don’t even know how old you are! Just calling you elder out of respect. Please, continue, continue! Insult me however you like; as long as you’re entertained, it’s all good!"

Oddly enough,

when these words escaped Yang Qizhou’s lips, the thunder outside ceased.

Startled half to his wit’s end, Yang Qizhou muttered to himself, "Words matter. Beware of the heavens above. There’s divinity three feet overhead. Food can’t be eaten recklessly, words even less so."

On with it, on with it.

...

...

"[Destiny Fire Bottle] has taken effect. The extinguished Blessing Fire reignites, rewriting your fate-bound death."

"You open your eyes once more in ’Asgard,’"

"You hastily activate the effect of your ’Hidden God’s Clothes’ and flee far from that grand manor, shaken as you mutter, ’Who the hell plants landmines at home? Psychopaths, that’s who.’"

"You feel a pang of regret for having wasted a [Destiny Fire Bottle]."

"But you’re undeterred, convinced that not every ’mansion’ hides landmines."

"You resume searching for targets."

"With relentless determination, you keep searching for your next target."

"Soon, you set your sights on a second target..."

"This time, it’s not a residence but the ’Moonlight Cathedral,’ headquarters of the ’Moonlight Church.’"

"You think to yourself, even the ’Moonlight Ancient God’ went mad after hearing the epic sung by the Activated Traveling Poet born from the No. 1 Truth Hall Fragment. Without divine protection, how dangerous could the Moonlight Church actually be?"

"Using your hidden state, you step inside."

"There, you see an artwork, a highly twisted depiction outlined with countless lines, resembling an unnameable shadow bathing in the night. Your head begins to spin, your flesh starts to decay, and you die because you dared to gaze upon a ’God.’"

"You died."

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...

Yang Qizhou: "..."

Ah yes, very good, excellent. The ’Moonlight Church’ indeed proves to be a lawfully good faction, eschewing the sadistic habit of planting mines.

But seriously,

how on earth did I die just from looking at a painting?