Blasphemy Wizard by Deceit World
Chapter 40: Divine Position

Chapter 40: Chapter 40: Divine Position

Bang.

Yang Qizhou hammered his fist onto the coffee table.

This goddamned ’Abyss Old God,’ killing my character once wasn’t enough—now he’s corpse-camping me? I’m supposed to be your benefactor, and this is how you repay me?

What the actual hell.

"Your death was so quick that even your teammates’ question marks couldn’t keep up."

"Your soul has yet again descended to the River of Death. You sense the gaze of unknown entities within the river, but they still have no intention of revealing themselves."

"The light of the blessing flame has dwindled to just one-third, but the cries of the ’Dark Crow of Profane Fortune’ remain loud and clear."

"So, the explorer who courted disaster and released the ’Abyss Old God’—"

"Will you use the power of destiny to rewrite the conclusion of your death and return to the land of Old Gods?"

"Or will you wield the power of the Dark Crow to defy fate and go back to the moment of your earlier choice?"

The ’Abyss Old God’ is clearly corpse-camping. Until he’s bored, every time my game character revives, he’ll torture-kill them, without repeating his methods.

If it were any other player, they’d have to resign themselves to their fate—burn through all three daily revives just for the ’Abyss Old God’ to exact his torments, waiting for him to finally leave.

But Yang Qizhou doesn’t plan on surrendering so easily.

Since he can rewind back to the moment of his prior decision, why not give it a shot?

So he selected ’Option Two.’

"The scene before you quickly twists, dissolves, and shatters. You’ve returned to the moment of your previous choice."

"At this moment, you’ve only just grasped [Destiny Redemption] in your hand, the ’Heavenly Spring’ hasn’t shattered yet, the Abyss Old God hasn’t fully escaped, but the fractured stele and the ravings whispering in your ears make one thing clear: your time is running out."

"So, you greedy explorer who made a grave mistake—"

"Will you choose to conserve your energy and stay where you are to meet your end?"

"Or will you refuse to accept being hunted as the plaything of the ’Abyss Old God,’ choose to escape from the ’Heavenly Spring,’ and swear to make this ungrateful bastard pay?"

The text of the second option has changed, and Yang Qizhou narrowed his eyes.

’The Dark Crow of Profane Fortune’ doesn’t simply rewind time; its power allows you to carry over the experiences of the previous destiny timeline, opening up new possibilities. Though the path may seem the same—escaping the ’Heavenly Spring’—the process and outcome could very well differ.

"Swear to make this ungrateful bastard pay... Well, how fitting, I was just thinking that."

"I freed him from his prison, this ’Abyss Old God,’ not asking for a pile of divine artifacts was one thing, but he takes pleasure in torturing me."

"Today, let me teach him one thing."

"Never, ever mess with the Fourth Calamity."

Gnashing his teeth, Yang Qizhou selected ’Option Two.’

The game text refreshed again.

"You decide to escape the ’Heavenly Spring,’ swearing to make this hateful Abyss Old God pay the price."

"The ’Abyss Old God’ senses your intentions and implants yet another mark upon you. At regular intervals, he will gain the coordinates of your location."

"Once again, you hear the mocking voice of the ’Abyss Old God’ echoing by your ears. This Ancient God declares that the more you struggle, the more entertained he becomes, so run wild—struggle harder."

"Reduced to a mere plaything?"

"You’ve never endured such humiliation before, and resentment surges within your heart. Then you recall the violet forest, as dreamlike and beautiful as an enchanted fairytale, and mutter, ’Abyss Old God, if you can be ruthless, don’t blame me for being merciless.’

"You dash madly toward the direction of the ’Purple Orchid God’s Stomach.’"

"Thanks to the effects of the ’Hidden God’s Clothes,’ the horrors wandering the wilderness fail to detect your presence."

"You continue running madly."

"You push yourself to run even harder."

"Suddenly, before your eyes stands a terrifying demonic silhouette. It towers at ten meters, crowned with ram-like horns, shrouded in sinister black mists, an aggregation of everything frightening and chaotic in the world—instantly striking terror within you."

"With the blessing of the ’Hidden God’s Clothes,’ the ’Abyss Old God’ cannot observe you directly. But with the mark he had previously implanted, he still pinpointed your exact location, staring at you with amused, taunting eyes."

"Thanks to your prior experience in destiny, you are not surprised by the appearance of the ’Abyss Old God,’ and have already made preparations."

"Before your opponent can strike, you activate the ability of [Holy Redemption]."

"Effect judgment in progress..."

"The ’Abyss Old God’ holds a Divine Position close to that of an ’Ancient Great Lord.’ Though much of his power has waned over the eons of imprisonment, his authority and symbolic might remain intact. The effect of [Holy Redemption] has been greatly diminished."

"You gain a brief reprieve—one hour of the ’Abyss Old God’s’ forgiveness, free from hunting."

"You continue your sprint toward the location of the ’Purple Orchid God.’

Yang Qizhou paused the refreshing text, staring pensively at the contents on his phone screen.

’Ancient Great Lord’ Divine Position?

This must be one of the classifications for the hierarchy of deities.

He had previously suspected that on the land of the Old Gods, there must be significant gaps in strength among the divine entities. For instance, during the time he stole the Divine Descent Ceremony from the ’Fire Stealing Priest,’ although the ’Dream Hidden King’ counted as a god too, he showed extreme dread in the presence of the descending ’Mother of Beauty and Fertility,’ utterly unwilling to confront her head-on—he was only focused on escaping the Material World as quickly as possible.

The result, however, was the ’Dream Hidden King’ being completely subdued by the ’Mother of Beauty and Fertility,’ forced to conceive offspring, his flesh devoured entirely by the Dream Realm’s Child, leaving only scraps behind.

The emergence of this new term, ’Ancient Great Lord,’ further reinforces Yang Qizhou’s prior conjectures.

"Though I wonder how exactly the ranks of divine hierarchy are divided."

For now, he shelved his curiosity and continued playing.

"Forgiveness only lasts an hour? You sigh inwardly, realizing the effect of [Holy Redemption] can’t truly end the ’Abyss Old God’s’ relentless pursuit. But even this brief respite will do."

"You circle around the ’Abyss Old God’ and continue your desperate sprint."

"You spot a massive whale gliding across the sky. Thanks to the effect of the ’Hidden God’s Clothes,’ it fails to notice your existence."

"Yet again, you glimpse that upside-down, grotesque figure, choosing not to engage and detouring away."

"You keep running."

"The violet forest edges appear faintly in sight; jellyfish-like creatures float in the sky above, their beauty and dreamlike aesthetics forming a scene akin to an enchanted Immortal Realm—the direction of the ’Purple Orchid God’s Stomach.’

"Your hour is up. The ’Abyss Old God’ breaks free from the effects of [Holy Redemption] and resumes his pursuit, pinpointing your coordinates from the implanted mark."

"Gritting your teeth, you charge without hesitation into the heart of the violet forest."