Blasphemy Wizard by Deceit World
Chapter 171 - 169: The Ancient Gods Still Loyal to the Wizard

Chapter 171: Chapter 169: The Ancient Gods Still Loyal to the Wizard

This is indeed a perplexing matter.

Logically speaking, the game character, by using the ’Polluted Silver Holy Object,’ drew the Silver Divine Envoy into conflict with the ’Golden Divine Envoy,’ leading to their mutual destruction. If the ’Bone of the Sun’ had consciousness, it would likely despise the game character; helping him avoid danger seems highly improbable.

Moreover, according to the textual description,

the sudden release of power by the ’Bone of the Sun’ clearly wasn’t spontaneous; it seemed more like the twisted sun, possibly an ’Outer God’ worshipped by the citizens of the ’Golden Realm,’ using the ’Bone of the Sun’ as a medium for Divine Descent, channeling its power.

Yang Qizhou suddenly remembered something and quickly flipped through the text above...

"According to the description in the dreamscape, the Dream Realm where the ’Mother of Beauty and Fertility’ resides is one of the ’Four Indescribable Lands,’ just like the ’Golden Realm.’"

"Based on this reasoning,"

"Could it be that the relationship between the ’Four Indescribable Lands’ is adversarial? And therefore the sun of the ’Golden Realm,’ upon sensing the power of the Dreamscape, descended its power through the ’Bone of the Sun?’"

This was the most plausible explanation. Although Yang Qizhou lacked evidence, he strongly favored this hypothesis.

Yang Qizhou even considered another absurd possibility... The sun rises, and dreams vanish; conversely, the sun sets, night falls, and everyone enters dreamland. Based on this theory, the sun and dreamscape might be mortal enemies incapable of coexistence.

"Let’s continue. I wonder what the game character’s current predicament is. Hopefully, he’s not still wandering near the ’Mother Tree.’"

Thinking this, Yang Qizhou shivered instinctively, harbored the uneasy thought of ’don’t become a male mother,’ and continued refreshing the text.

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...

"You feel a sudden jolt, as if your bones were about to scatter into pieces. Once your surroundings come into focus, you realize you’ve been lifted up in a princess carry by a burly man with two thick arms."

"What the hell, is this guy going to take advantage of me?"

"Due to the recent experience of nearly becoming a ’male mother’ in the dreamscape, your heart is scarred. You immediately struggle to jump free."

"Watch out, over there..."

"You hear the burly man shout urgently, but before you can react, a two-meter-thick, frog-like tongue stretches out from the sewage and pulls you in."

"You are digested by an unknown creature and turned into excrement. You are dead."

???

Just after avoiding the male mother ordeal, you end up dead again? Well played—death comes swiftly and frequently in your life.

Thinking that to yourself, Yang Qizhou remained calm, used to the cycle of life and death, casually activating the [Destiny Fire Bottle] to rewrite the death ending with destiny’s power.

Your free resurrection attempts were exhausted in your previous death.

QAQ.

"You activated [False Road Marker], opening your eyes again beside the burly man."

"Tsk tsk tsk, oh Wizard, I noticed you carried a blessing long ago, but never imagined it could revive you from death—that’s rare. Even more surprising... you actually awoke from the ’Mother Tree’s’ Polluted Dreams."

"The burly man’s voice boomed like a loud drum, nearly deafening you."

"You quickly responded, saying, ’Please, lower your voice, I can hear you.’ He realized his mistake and gave an apologetic, somewhat bashful smile."

"This guy seems kind-hearted. Could he be another Evil God in disguise? Haha, just kidding."

"Thinking that, you feigned perplexity and asked him... ’Mother Tree? What’s that?’"

"’Mother Tree is an Ancient Dominator from a distant era, its origin traceable to the dawn of creation. It later received the blessing of the Dream Realm Sovereign and began to worship the ’Mother of Beauty and Fertility.’ It primarily governs the authority of ’Reproduction.’ Thanks to the ’Mother of Beauty and Fertility’s’ favor, the Mother Tree incarnates as the epitome of all worldly beauty, capable of fulfilling any male’s fantasies of the female form.’"

"The burly man answered your question straightforwardly."

"So it matches the dreamscape’s description?"

"You recalled the events in the dream and found the man’s depiction of the ’Mother Tree’ identical to the words of the white-clothed woman in your dream, though his account was more detailed."

"Could everything from the dream—’Guardian King City,’ ’Polluted Mountain and Sea,’ ’Gatekeeper’—all be real?"

"Suddenly you thought of something... Wait a second, buddy, the ’Mother Tree’ worships the ’Mother of Beauty and Fertility,’ but she doesn’t govern the authority of dreams, right? How did I suddenly start dreaming? What’s this about Polluted Dreams you mentioned earlier?"

"’The Mother of Beauty and Fertility certainly does not possess attributes tied to dreams.’"

"The burly man’s expression turned grim as he answered your question... However, the Sovereign ruling the Dream Realm within the Four Indescribable Lands holds dominion over dreams. By polluting reality, the Sovereign’s power manifests in their divine servants and kin. So as soon as you encountered the ’Mother Tree,’ you were already contaminated by the dreamscape."

"As he spoke, the man paused briefly, incredulous... Whether divine, Ancient Dominator, or Hidden existence, anyone who encounters the Mother Tree and becomes tainted by Polluted Dreams will inevitably sink eternally into fantasy. When I saved you, I assumed the same fate would befall you. Yet, you woke up—this is unprecedented."

"Are dreams perilous?"

"You instinctively recalled the Fire Stealing Ancient God’s ordeal, breaking into a cold sweat upon realizing how dangerous the situation you’d escaped truly was."

"You muttered to yourself... I almost couldn’t wake up. If not for the ’Bone of the Sun’ lending a hand, I’d probably have remained in the dreamscape, spawning offspring for the ’Mother Tree.’"

"You decided not to dwell further on this matter."

"You first expressed gratitude for the man’s rescue, then politely asked for his name."

"Kandar..."

"The burly man replied cheerfully without hesitation... ’Wizard,’ my name is ’Kandar.’ Funny enough, this is the first time I’ve met a Wizard; you look no different from ordinary humans."

"This guy actually recognizes you as a ’Wizard’?"

"You wanted to ask why, despite knowing you were a Wizard, he decided to help—aren’t Wizards taboo figures in the Old Earth?"

"But just then, you recalled his name, and your expression froze entirely."

Kandar? Isn’t this the name of the ’Mother Tree’ in the dreamscape?"

"You remembered the Mother Tree appearing as a white-clothed woman in the dreamscape, introducing herself as Kandar. She held your hand, embraced you, and spoke tenderly about bearing children together. Now, faced with a two-meter-tall, broad-backed, ruggedly masculine man, goosebumps covered your body, and the psychological trauma expanded exponentially."

"Damn it, Mother Tree, you piece of trash. If you’re going to pollute me, fine—why use a man’s name to do it?"

"Next time I see you, I swear I’ll grind you into dust."

"Suppressing your deep discomfort, your tone noticeably twisted, tinged with gritted teeth as you steered the conversation back on track."

"’Wizards’ are taboo figures on Old Earth and symbols of disaster. Kandar, why do you show so little hostility toward me and even save me?"

"Kandar responded... We are not like the traitorous followers from the ’Radiant Kingdom.’ The deity we worship, the ’Wisdom God,’ remains loyal to the Wizards. Because we have received the Wisdom God’s will, favor, and blessing, Wizards, in our eyes, are not taboo—rather, they are the most noble and exalted beings."

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Damn, damn, damn.

So Wizards aren’t universally despised like rats on the street, shouted down at every turn. Wizards have allies, powerful backers, and even Ancient Gods who remain loyal—it’s truly moving.

Seeing the text, Yang Qizhou gulped several mouthfuls of cola excitedly, gradually calming his mood.

"Based on Kandar’s description, the following conclusions can be drawn."

"First, the ’Radiant Kingdom,’ though composed of Ancient Gods ruling the ’Old Earth,’ does not encompass all Ancient Gods. Some remain willing to serve, loyal to the Wizards’ will, either by declining to join the Radiant Kingdom or joining only nominally, like independent vassals."

"Second, the Ancient Gods loyal to Wizards harbor animosity toward the Radiant Kingdom’s Ancient Gods, calling them traitors."

"Lastly... these still-loyal Ancient Gods may be potential allies to recruit."

It’s not that Yang Qizhou completely trusted Kandar’s words—on Old Earth, lies and deceit were far too commonplace. Whether dealing with any person or matter, maintaining caution was paramount.

Yet he found some basis in Kandar’s claims.

The reasoning was simple: without Wizards’ cultivation and nurturing, Ancient Gods couldn’t ascend, and their status would inevitably deteriorate.

The ’Polluted Mountain Edge’ storyline is getting more interesting. Continue, continue, continue.

Quickly, the text refreshed again.

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...

"Are there really Ancient Gods still loyal to Wizards?"

"This news excited you greatly. After all, your experiences thus far had vividly demonstrated the widespread hatred Wizards face—even divine beings seem to despise them. Learning about loyal Ancient Gods felt like a ray of hope piercing deep darkness."

"Of course,"

"You were well aware of Old Earth’s rampant lies and deceit, so you still retained some skepticism regarding Kandar’s words."

"Feigning nonchalance, as if a thought suddenly struck you, you asked... Do the ’Guardian King City,’ ’Gatekeeper,’ ’Polluted Mountain and Sea’—do all those really exist?"

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