Blasphemy Wizard by Deceit World
Chapter 167 - 165: Back to the Polluted Mountain Edge

Chapter 167: Chapter 165: Back to the Polluted Mountain Edge

"Dark Crow of Profane Fortune, reload the save point for me."

"As your inner voice shouted, the scenery before your eyes quickly blurred, twisted, and shattered. Amid the chaos, you caught a glimpse of the ’Tree Ancient God,’ its face misted with bewilderment and disbelief, eyes wide in utter astonishment."

"When you reopened your eyes, you were no longer deep inside the Divine Kingdom of the ’Tree Ancient God.’ Instead, familiar landscapes unfolded before you."

"This is Fire Stealing Village."

"Through the power of the ’Dark Crow of Profane Fortune,’ you’ve returned to the moment before your last choice."

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Seeing the game text on the screen, Yang Qizhou hurriedly opened his inventory interface to check if the ’Old Sacrifice’ currency he’d spent earlier had been restored.

Although he’d pulled off this kind of cheeky operation countless times, successfully freeloading over a hundred [Destiny Fire Bottles] and virtually perfected the trick, he couldn’t help but worry about potential errors. After all, this involved transactions worth tens of thousands of ’Old Sacrifices’—better safe than sorry!

Old Sacrifice balance: 29,840.

[Destiny Fire Bottles] sold in the Destiny Exchange: 300.

"Nice! Success! ’Free-Ride Dark Crow,’ you never let me down!"

Yang Qizhou was ecstatic, even the force in his finger-clicks grew stronger than before in sheer excitement.

The game text refreshed shortly after.

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"You’re in a great mood. Recalling the ’Tree Ancient God’s’ final expression brought a gleeful smirk to your face."

"If the crotchety old geezer had the memories of the previous destiny line, he’d undoubtedly be spitting blood in rage by now."

"It’s no surprise you’re thinking this way. Embedded within the Oath manipulated by the ’Deception Lord’ was a strict clause stating ’no measures may be used to avoid the terms of the oath.’ Normally, such restrictions are near-impossible to bypass, especially when entities like the ’Oath King’ who oversees the vow, and the ’Deception Lord’ who modifies it, hold ’Cosmic Pillar’ status—matching their authority without equal-level backup is a pipe dream."

"But, then again..."

"The ’Dark Crow of Profane Fortune’ is an inheritance of the ’Lord of Blasphemy,’ granting the power to rewind destiny lines—a capacity far exceeding ’Cosmic Pillar’ rank. Even the might of the ’Oath King’ and ’Deception Lord’ cannot halt the ripple of destiny’s reversal."

"Having an official GM cheat is essentially carte blanche to do whatever you please."

"After shamelessly exploiting the ’Dark Crow of Profane Fortune’ to freeload crucial and high-level hidden knowledge from the ’Tree Ancient God’ without any payment, you felt no guilt whatsoever. Instead, your greedy, despicable, and downright conniving explorer self basked in smug satisfaction while fate’s crossroads appeared before you once more."

"So, what’s your next move? Will you choose to head toward the ’Polluted Mountain Edge,’ wandering into more dangerous territory in search of new possibilities?"

"Or, will you return to ’Asgard,’ leveraging the hidden knowledge you’ve gained to plot more rewards?"

"Make your choice."

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This needs no deliberation. Option One it is—you’re going to the ’Polluted Mountain Edge.’

The ’Tree Ancient God,’ that crafty old codger, harbors malicious intent. He aims to harness the power of the ’Deception Lord’ to enslave you, a dignified Wizard. Not to mention, he possesses the ability to see through the concealing effects of the ’Hidden God’s Clothes.’

Now that your game character has successfully shepherded the ’God of Victory’ and claimed true Wizard status, the ’Tree Ancient God’ will no longer content himself with passive observation. The moment you set foot in ’Asgard,’ he’ll seize control and exhaust all methods to accomplish your enslavement.

This time, no save-point rewinds can liberate you from the current ’destiny line.’

Revisiting ’Asgard’ would be like tossing a sheep into the tiger’s den.

"One, one, one, one, ONE."

"Polluted Mountain Edge, your Wizard overlord has returned. I came, I saw, I conquered."

With a hint of fervent zeal, Yang Qizhou completed the related operations, prompting another refresh of the game text.

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"’Asgard’ is absolutely off-limits. Having experienced the previous destiny line, you’re well aware of the ’Tree Ancient God’s’ true nature. As ’Asgard’s’ ruler and a subordinate deity to the King of Nature, he not only wields the rank of ’Divine Sovereign,’ but covertly conspires with the ’Deception Lord’ of the Endless Abyss."

"You even suspect the ’Tree Ancient God’s’ sly machinations go beyond the mere relocation of the ’Sky Blue Spear.’ The faltering seals of the Endless Abyss and the King of Nature’s nonchalance may very well be tied to him."

"If only the effects of the ’Hidden God’s Clothes’ could remain concealed from the ’Tree Ancient God.’"

"With a sigh, you lament silently."

"You decide to utilize the functionality of the ’Time-Space Gate’ to return to the ’Truth Hall,’ planning your journey onward to the ’Polluted Mountain Edge.’ Of course, before leaving ’Fire Stealing Village,’ you take care to address all matters concerning the village’s ’God of Victory’ believers."

"You invoke the power of ’Destiny Revelation’ and, through divine inspiration, command Lena and all other believers that they must not recite the full name of ’God of Victory’ before any outsiders."

"Soon, the believers respond that they are willing to heed the voice of the ’God of Victory.’"

"Not bad—it all went fairly smoothly."

"After reflecting on the arrangement thoroughly and ensuring no loopholes remain, you silently reassure yourself that the ’destiny power’ within you is unlikely to be exposed anytime soon. Then, you depart from ’Fire Stealing Village.’

"You return to ’Truth Hall.’

"Perhaps driven by the stifling solitude of being the sole spirit within the Hall, Little Seventeen is overjoyed to see your return. She bounces up to greet you, before suddenly freezing in place, her eyes widening with excitement."

"’Wizard sir, you’ve already established a Divine Domain and gathered your first batch of believers?’"

"Look at this country bumpkin-like reaction."

"You feel a wave of disdain toward Little Seventeen’s unsophisticated display. Puffing up your chest ever so slightly, you respond with a trace of grandeur, ’Wasn’t it just a simple task?’"

"Little Seventeen instinctively replies back, ’Indeed, it IS simple... But I had assumed this would be rather challenging for you.’"

"Being underestimated, are we? There’s no mistake in that assumption."

"This audacious little brat—without a proper lesson, she’ll never understand the awe-inspiring capabilities of Wizard sir."

"With a faintly sinister grin, you gaze at Little Seventeen, your expression turning perilous. Sensing this shift, she yelps and tries to flee, but alas, it’s already too late."

"After properly bullying Little Seventeen, you dust off your hands and stand in contentment."

"Ignoring her indignant gaze, you state your intentions to head toward the ’Polluted Mountain Edge’ to uncover new opportunities."

"Even though Little Seventeen is still irate over your constant teasing, as the Spirit of Truth Hall, she remains dutifully loyal to her task. Upon hearing your next course of action, she begrudgingly offers words of encouragement."

"I’m off then, Little Seventeen. Don’t miss me too much."

"With a lighthearted quip, your figure is engulfed by the violet light of the ’Time-Space Gate.’ Amidst fading echoes, you hear Little Seventeen exclaim, her voice gritted with frustration, ’Miss you?! Never! You’re just a bullying, infuriating Wizard!’"

"As the radiant flares dissipate, you’re greeted by an unfamiliar landscape."

"This is a place akin to a desolate island, where thick, murky, putrid waters flow. The sun fails to pierce this world, while darkness itself seems absent. Squirming within the rank waters are grotesque, indescribable abhorrent creatures, vaguely reminiscent of ’Scavenger Fish,’ yet far worse and malformed beyond words."

"This place is... the Polluted Mountain Edge."

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You’re finally back.

Seeing the game text flash before his eyes, Yang Qizhou’s heart surged with anticipation. He vividly recalls his game character’s initial venture into the ’Polluted Mountain Edge,’ only to be devoured and digested into rank feces by the monstrous powers lurking unseen.

A disgrace of unprecedented proportions for a dignified Wizard."

"But now, having successfully shepherded the ’God of Victory,’ attaining divine authority no less, this is no longer the weakling of yesteryears—it is now an unequivocal Wizard."

"Minions,"

"Your Wizard overlord returns."

Radiating an air of triumph and grandeur, Yang Qizhou taps the screen to refresh the text further."

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"Despite the outward bravado, deep inside you’re particularly cautious. Though you’ve ascended to ’Star Spirit’ ranks with divine might at your command, peril still looms within the unknown monstrosities of the ’Polluted Mountain Edge.’"

"Immediately activating the effects from the ’Hidden God’s Clothes,’"

"You enter an ’Hidden’ state."

"The Wizardly aura surrounding you becomes concealed."

"Surveying your surroundings, you spot a solitary monster, and after some deliberation, invoke the ’Destiny Revelation’ power to lure them into a seemingly safe zone devoid of other monsters. Then, you deactivate the ’Hidden God’s Clothes.’

"The creature’s form reveals itself—a grotesque abomination with the head of a fish, a humanoid body, tentacles encrusted in scales, and a pungent stench that makes your stomach churn. Upon sighting you, it lunges aggressively with teeth bared, intent on ripping you apart."

"Unflinching, you tap into the ’God of Victory’s’ luck-gathering authority, harvesting the creature’s fortune and then igniting it through ’Miracle,’ channeling the luck onto yourself."

"And then—"

"A colossal tentacle suddenly bursts forth from the ground, towering hundreds of meters high, blotting out the sky. Littered with skeletal remains, dripping foul, murky liquid, its merely rippling tremor obliterates the ’fish-headed monster’ into fragments and barely misses you."

"Such is the distinction between good fortune and calamity. The ’God of Victory’s’ killing methods remain as cunning as ever."

"You silently marvel."

"Yet, at that very moment."

"The tentacle’s main body detects faint traces of wizardly aura emanating from you and comes crashing down, pulverizing you beyond recognition. You perish in a manner even grimmer than the monster."

"You died."

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