Blasphemy Wizard by Deceit World
Chapter 192 - 190: Twisted Good Luck

Chapter 192: Chapter 190: Twisted Good Luck

This middle-aged man was emaciated to the extreme, reduced to mere skin and bones, as frail as a twig, seemingly a gust of wind could topple him over.

At this moment, his body was concealed within the shadow of a towering skyscraper, as if merging into it, emanating an indescribable sense of dread. He gazed deeply in the direction where Yang Qizhou had left, his eyes flickering with inexplicable light, his thoughts unknown.

"The ’correct path’ has already been revealed."

"That man possesses ’Hidden’ power. If I can seize it, I can escape the pursuit of the ’Deceit Bureau’."

As if recalling some terrifying incident.

The gaunt, stick-thin man visibly showed fear on his face.

"Something major has gone wrong in the ’Deceit Prison’. I barely managed to escape from there. I absolutely cannot be caught again. No way."

Then, his face turned savage and greedy. Extraordinary energy flowed through his body as he desperately minimized his presence. Soon, his figure melded back into the crowd.

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Still following?

What exactly is this **Deceit World** player aiming for?

On his way home, Yang Qizhou felt puzzled. That skinny, stick-thin player had tried his best to conceal himself using ’Extraordinary’ powers, but the gap in ’Tier’ was evident. Yang Qizhou easily detected the man’s tailing behavior.

Should I just suppress this guy outright, interrogate him with heavy questioning to determine his purpose for stalking me?

Yang Qizhou carefully weighed the feasibility of such action.

But in the end, he dismissed the idea.

After all, he was in the bustling streets of the Capital City. Streams of people and cars coated his surroundings, and any action he took could cause massive turmoil. Not to mention the occasional appearance of ’Deceit Bureau’ personnel in the vicinity, presumably hunting down this stick-thin man. Yang Qizhou treasured his peaceful present life and had no interest in ending up on the ’Deceit Bureau’ radar.

Thus, two options presented themselves,

First: Harness the power of ’Destiny Revelation’ to guide the nearby ’Deceit Bureau’ members, revealing this stick-thin man’s exact location to them.

Second: Use this opportunity to test the authority of the newly acquired ’God of Victory’—to see if ’I can reverse his good luck, letting an impending favorable event occur in a profoundly twisted manner.’ How effective would that be?

Yang Qizhou had already made up his mind on this matter. As a freeloading powerhouse, how could he possibly choose just one option?

He wanted them both.

Very quickly, Yang Qizhou tapped into the ’Ancient Roots’ pasture to operate the ’God of Victory,’ designated the ’stick-thin middle-aged man’ as the target, and unleashed the authority of ’Reverse Flow.’ Then, he also activated the ’Destiny Revelation’ Wizard Mark, granting the surrounding ’Deceit Bureau’ members an unseen hint, directing them to the precise location of the ’stick-thin middle-aged man.’

The ’Deceit Bureau,’ no stranger to resolving intricate Extraordinary incidents, acted with remarkable efficiency. It did not take long before Yang Qizhou sensed a faint wave of Hidden energy. Around the ’Star Spirit’ tier, it seemed someone had used an ’Excellent-grade’ miraculous item to capture the ’stick-thin middle-aged man.’

’I wonder what events the authority of ’Reverse Flow’ will force this player to endure. It’s a shame I can’t abandon this little girl now to observe firsthand; I’ll have to wait for another chance.’

Thinking this, Yang Qizhou felt a touch of regret.

Little Ding Xiaolan was entirely oblivious that a Hidden incident involving ’Extraordinary’ power had just unfolded around her amidst their short walk. Carefree and cheerful, she skipped toward home, clutching all her snacks protectively, perhaps reminded of a recent, painful blackmail experience.

"Brother Qizhou, these are all mine. You can’t have any."

Heh. As the wielder of ’Fate,’ the illustrious ’Lord of Blasphemy,’ am I such a person?

Yang Qizhou gestured to the bags in his hands, filled with snacks several times over what Ding Xiaolan had, and remarked, "Little brat, do you think I’d stoop to taking your paltry stash?"

Ding Xiaolan: "..."

Brother Qizhou is a bad guy. I’m never talking to him again! Waaaahhhh!

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On the other side.

The gaunt, stick-thin middle-aged man, being no stranger to the ’Extraordinary’ realm as a seasoned player, truly had a few tricks up his sleeve. It was unclear whether they stemmed from miraculous items or his own mastery of Extraordinary power; not only could he minimize his presence, but he also managed to keep his tail on Yang Qizhou.

Thinking that it wouldn’t be long before he snatched the ’Hidden’ power from this player, a faint smile crept across his lips.

"Luo Fusheng... I’ve found you."

"Chains of Binding."

Suddenly, a low murmur echoed, and immediately, the gaunt, stick-thin middle-aged man felt a thick, strong hand clamp down on his shoulder.

Discovered?

The middle-aged man—no, Luo Fusheng—froze in shock.

He tried to respond but found himself ensnared in an invisible chain. His entire body was immobilized, and as much as he wanted to shout to cause a commotion, not a single sound escaped his lips.

"Don’t waste your energy, Luo Fusheng. The ’Chains of Binding’ is an Excellent-grade miraculous item capable of locking flesh, senses, and Extraordinary powers. Come quietly back to the Deceit Prison with me."

The speaker was a young man, clearly the one wielding the ’Chains of Binding.’

Soon, a young woman appeared. If Yang Qizhou had been present, he would have immediately recognized her as none other than the ’Deceit Bureau’ member, Zhao Keke. "No idea how you managed to escape from the ’Deceit Prison,’ but that won’t matter. You’ve been recaptured, and the truth will come to light soon. Behave and come along."

The Deceit Prison?

No. No, I won’t go back there.

That place is already being watched, and something terrible is about to happen. Going back is certain death.

As though struck by a massive stimulus, Luo Fusheng began struggling violently. At the same time, a miraculous old object he had been reluctant to use erupted with terrifying power.

Shadow Oath Ring (Quasi-Epic - Old Item): This ring once bore witness to a knight swearing loyalty to his king. However, the knight broke his oath, embraced the power of shadows, and killed the king he once served. After the knight’s death, his soul fused with the ring, transforming it into a dreaded magic artifact.

Effect: You can distort the effect of a miraculous item and transfer it to a specified target.

Side effect: Half an hour later, you will uncontrollably perform a random act of blasphemy against order.

Note: You are destined to forsake order.

"I just hope the random side effect won’t be too catastrophic..." Deciding he had no alternatives, Luo Fusheng immediately utilized the power of the ’Shadow Oath Ring.’

Soon, the ’Chains of Binding’ released themselves from his body. However, the chain’s power was transferred to the two ’Deceit Bureau’ agents flanking Luo Fusheng. Their bodies froze, their eyes widened, as if they wanted to speak but couldn’t. They were now restrained by the power of the chain.

As more and more ’Deceit Bureau’ agents converged on the scene,

Luo Fusheng wasted no time, using his swiftest speed to vanish from their sight, blending into the teeming masses.

It was unclear how much time passed.

Luo Fusheng ducked into an isolated alley rarely frequented by people. Believing he was safe, he let out a long sigh, but his expression quickly tightened again.

Half an hour was almost up.

The side effects of the ’Shadow Oath Ring’ were about to manifest.

"Hopefully, my luck won’t be too bad."

Muttering to himself, Luo Fusheng’s face suddenly lit up with joy. Through some imperceptible revelation, he learned the specific effect of the ’side effect.’

"All I have to do is stand still for two hours. Hahaha, that’s so easy."

"What good fortune today."

His delight was understandable. The previous side effects of the ’Shadow Oath Ring’ had been harrowing, acts of blasphemy against order so heinous they were beyond words. In fact, the very reason Luo Fusheng had been captured by the Deceit Bureau in the first place was heavily tied to the dreadful side effects.

So... just stand here, then.

A quick glance around confirmed the alley was deserted. Confident he wouldn’t be disturbed, he stood perfectly upright on the spot.

Standing for two hours might be a challenge for an ordinary person, but for someone like Luo Fusheng, who had already stepped into the ’Extraordinary’ realm and undergone a physical rebirth, it was child’s play.

Effortlessly, ten minutes had already passed...

’Woof, woof, woof.’

Suddenly, a large yellow dog appeared, curiosity evident as it circled Luo Fusheng several times. Then, it lifted its hind leg and—started peeing?

Soon, the alley was filled with the pungent stench of dog urine.

’Damn beast, once the side effect passes, I’ll kill you and tear you limb from limb.’ Luo Fusheng seethed internally, his face turning blue with rage. Unfortunately, the ’Shadow Oath Ring’s’ side effect rendered him incapable of moving even an inch.

The big yellow dog trotted off after completing its business.

Thinking it was just an unlucky incident, Luo Fusheng figured no further misfortune would follow.

However, he was dead wrong.

Moments later, the big yellow dog returned. And this time, it didn’t come alone. Trailing behind were at least a dozen stray dogs of various breeds. They, too, circled Luo Fusheng in fascination. One by one, they raised their legs and began to pee, turning him into their communal ’toilet.’

"You damned, filthy beasts, leave me alone! I’m not a toilet!" Luo Fusheng internally screamed, utterly broken.

’Meow.’

Just as the dog fiasco seemed to have passed, a feline meow echoed. Luo Fusheng stiffened, his eyes darting to locate the source of this new torment. He saw over ten stray cats perched nearby, their jewel-like eyes gleaming before their sharp claws slashed down without hesitation.

Two hours finally passed...

Luo Fusheng stepped out of the alley, his face dark as storm clouds. His cheeks bore countless scratches from cat claws, and his body reeked overwhelmingly of dog urine.

"It was supposed to be a stroke of good luck... Why, why did it turn out like this?"