Blasphemy Wizard by Deceit World
Chapter 155 - 153: The Distance Between the Earth of Bygone Days and Reality

Chapter 155: Chapter 153: The Distance Between the Earth of Bygone Days and Reality

Looking at the text on the screen, Yang Qizhou curled his lips and muttered to himself that this game character was really putting on an impressive act.

"Although the God of Victory is merely a Star Spirit God containing the bare minimum of symbolic meaning and ranks at the lowest tier, it is, after all, a true divinity, capable of constructing a Divine Domain and blessing its believers."

"Accepting the blessing and turning faith toward the ’God of Victory’ shouldn’t be a problem."

"By then, the entire Fire Stealing Village will belong to the game character—or rather, my pasture. The villagers’ devout faith will flow continuously, like milk, to fuel the Old Sacrifice."

"And this is just the beginning..."

"As the Divine Domain expands and believers multiply, the God of Victory will fully absorb the symbolic meaning of the ’lucky coin’ and become the complete ’God of Victory.’"

Mumbling to himself, Yang Qizhou began to fantasize about the game character herding ’divinity,’ seated high amongst the clouds, basking in mountain-like cries of praise, and reveling in the devout worship of thousands.

Step toward this goal,

Keep striving, keep striving, keep striving.

Soon, Yang Qizhou turned his attention back to the game.

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...

"Lena didn’t immediately believe your words. As the Night Watcher Captain of ’Fire Stealing Village,’ she had encountered too many bizarre and inscrutable phenomena. She even doubted whether she herself was presently in a truly awake state."

"You saw her take out a ruby pendant and mutter something under her breath. Soon, the pendant began to sway, as if revealing some truth."

"After a long while, Lena seemed to have gained some confirmation from her previous actions. Her tense heart loosened slightly, but as she gazed upon the exalted figure bathed in flowing light, she still maintained her vigilance."

"You heard Lena say... I deeply apologize, exalted divinity. Please forgive my earlier rude behavior. I was only verifying whether I was trapped in an illusion. As you know, this world is far too bizarre and terrifying; many phenomena that appear ordinary hide profound mysteries."

"This woman is becoming increasingly cautious. Understandable—were it not so, she’d have died long ago. You thought to yourself, then began to use your will to manipulate the ’God of Victory.’"

"The exalted figure bathed in flowing light spoke in a neutral tone, betraying no emotion... Do you truly believe the simple ritual you conducted was effective?"

"Lena shrugged, maintaining her composed demeanor... It’s just a little trick, using the pendulum method to confirm whether I’m in a dream. If the pendant continues to sway without stopping, it proves I’ve already left the real world. Conversely, if it stops, it proves that everything I currently see is indeed happening in reality."

"You manipulated the ’God of Victory’ with your will and continued speaking... Are you certain this method is effective?"

"Lena shook her head... Not sure, nor is it necessary to be sure. If this method can discern the truth, then the bizarre terror isn’t strong enough and remains within my ability to handle. If this method fails, then the terror exceeds my imagination, and no method would be meaningful. Might as well assume I’m on the real-world plane."

"This woman really is as meticulous as always. You couldn’t help but sigh inwardly."

"Still manipulating the ’God of Victory’ through your will, you conveyed your intent... So, what is your decision? Would you accept my blessing?"

"Lena did not answer immediately but instead asked... What is the cost?"

"This woman doesn’t believe in free lunches, huh? You thought for a moment, soon reaching a decision, and an amused smile spread across your face."

"You manipulated the ’God of Victory’ to raise its hand bathed in flowing light and pointed toward Lena... The cost is you."

"Me?"

"You saw Lena finally lose her composure. She instinctively stepped back half a pace, her face revealing unease, and she asked... What do you mean?"

"Manipulating the ’God of Victory,’ you answered her question... You shall become my Favored, proclaim my revered name, and spread my radiance upon the Ancient Land. That is the cost."

"Meanwhile, you thought privately in straightforward terms: put simply, you’ll be my servant."

"Watching Lena’s expression, she seemed to relax slightly but also appeared conflicted. She hesitated for a moment before finally responding... Okay, I’m willing to abandon my previous faith and become your devoted believer."

"Taking advantage of the effects of the ’Hidden God’s Clothes,’ you hid in the shadows. Your mischievous smile grew wider as you thought of how this relationship had transitioned from friendship to servitude. When the timing was right later, perhaps it could shift once again."

"You had to admit, your thoughts were becoming increasingly wicked."

"You told Lena the complete revered name of the ’God of Victory.’"

"Then, you heard illusory voices of prayer echoing by your ears..."

"Tilter of the Golden Balance,"

"You are the Star Spirit who governs good luck,"

"The enemy of catastrophe,"

"The trifoliate flower represents your authority,"

"The Light Leaving Grass is your symbol."

"At this moment, you saw gray-white fog rolling before your eyes, and the scene of Lena and her surroundings revealed itself to you. However, unlike observation with the naked eye... Through Divine Vision, you noticed this woman’s body contained multiple chaotic and evil forces. Thanks to the protection of the ’Twilight Barrier,’ these unknown entities couldn’t exert influence on those forces and thus hadn’t yet caused her harm."

"You..."

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...

Yang Qizhou’s finger hovering over the screen suddenly stopped moving.

It wasn’t deliberate on his part; quite the opposite—he wanted to quickly skim through this segment without intending to organize his thoughts.

The reason he abruptly stopped was the sudden sound of illusory prayers in his ears.

"Is this... the complete revered name of the God of Victory?"

Yang Qizhou was somewhat incredulous.

At this moment, his field of vision was suddenly filled with gray-white mist. Shortly after, an image appeared clearly before him—it was a room filled with pendulums, puppets, ancient books, and inscriptions, imbued with an atmosphere of mysticism. A woman was praying devoutly. She had long, silver-white hair and dark red eyes, wore a slightly heroic fitted dress, and had perfectly proportioned features conveying a mix of eerie and seductive beauty.

Is this... Lena?

"I can actually perceive the scene of an Ancient Land native reciting the complete revered name of the God of Victory?"

Yang Qizhou was first surprised, then enlightened as many of his prior suspicions suddenly became clear.

Previously, when the game character successfully herded the God of Victory and became a true wizard, Yang Qizhou, like the character, entered the illusory Star Realm constructed by the authority of the universe. Additionally, the ’Secret Cultivator’ once mentioned that the ’Ancient Land’ wasn’t as far from this world as one might imagine.

This led to his subconscious speculation:

The Ancient Land and this world might exist under the same starry skies, and all concepts, symbols, and matter forming this world likely radiated from the Ancient Land.

However, this speculation was too outlandish, too revolutionary, making Yang Qizhou hesitant to confirm...

Now, through Lena’s prayer, he could be certain:

The Ancient Land and the world he resided in were indeed within the same starry universe, and the distance between them was far closer than he had imagined.

This realization gave rise to a daring hypothesis:

"Since the Ancient Land is so close to this world, and their connection allows visual pathways via the medium of complete revered names, and since everything in the Ancient Land manifests in this world in the form of textual adventure games, then does it mean..."

"The two worlds are drawing closer to one another and will one day intersect entirely."

As this thought emerged, Yang Qizhou began trembling uncontrollably.

And it wasn’t surprising—after all, the Ancient Land was far too terrifying, housing Outer Gods still shrouded in mystery, pillar-level divinities holding up the universe, ancient dominators, and countless taboos and horrors.

In comparison,

his own world was pathetically frail—likely without even the lowest-ranking gods. If the two worlds overlapped, the consequences would be self-evident:

To be enslaved by gods and herded like livestock would be considered a fortunate outcome.

In a worse scenario,

perhaps the instant the Ancient Land descends, all life in this world would perish—a true apocalypse, inescapable for anyone.

While this was still a mere conjecture, it nevertheless instilled tremendous urgency in Yang Qizhou’s heart.

"Only by ascending to ’pillar-level’ divinity could one possess the capability for self-preservation when the two worlds converge. At the current pace, the game character’s progress is far too slow—I must seize every moment." The muttering continued as Yang Qizhou refocused on the illusory image.

Mmm mmm mmm, Lena’s attractiveness is even higher than I imagined.

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"You manipulated the ’God of Victory’ using prayers as a medium, leveraging the innate power of the ’Star Spirit rank,’ and attempted to cleanse the various chaotic symbols within Lena’s body."

"You acted meticulously, afraid that one careless move might harm Lena, leading to her untimely demise."

"The cleansing process proceeded smoothly. Thanks to the ’Twilight Barrier,’ the divinities harboring those malevolent symbols couldn’t interfere with the chaotic powers inside Lena, nor could they retaliate."

"You saw Lena’s silver hair swiftly darken, her originally dark red eyes gradually returning to normal."

"This prompted you to think privately... Though the transformation lessened her eerie allure, it’s undeniable that she looks much better like this."

"The process concluded quickly. You noticed Lena struggling to maintain composure, yet her eyes betrayed a flash of excitement and respect as she spoke with reverence... Great God of Victory, thank you for your salvation. Lena of Fire Stealing Village, alongside all its villagers, pledges eternal service by your side."