Blasphemy Wizard by Deceit World
Chapter 52: On the Importance of Coercion...

Chapter 52: Chapter 52: On the Importance of Coercion...

Yang Qizhou understood perfectly.

The fear of the Abyss God about to be born wasn’t merely due to the "Enemy of the Divine" effect—it had also seen through the fact that among the three gods who were ambushed and killed, one was a high-ranking Abyss Old God.

After all, it hadn’t truly been born yet.

Faced with a God Slayer who had previously ambushed and killed a fellow high-ranking Abyss Old God, reverence would naturally arise.

The hell are you scared of?

Since the "Dark Crow of Profane Fortune" serves as an escape route and this not-yet-born Abyss God had already been bluffed into submission, how could I not seize the opportunity to strike? Otherwise, I’d be the fool.

"God in the process of being born, immediately cease twisting Wang Chuan’s flesh and blood."

A low, resonant, solemn voice—like the decree of the divine. Wearing the [Hidden God’s Clothes], Yang Qizhou didn’t even activate its effects. With one hand, he held the [Wind Bell Town’s Law Book], and with the other, he gripped [Holy Redemption]. Under the radiance of the [Ancient God Fire Lamp], he walked toward the grotesque, twisted mass of blood and flesh, cloaked in resplendence.

Zhuang Fan exclaimed in awe: "Holy shit, what’s that outfit? It looks OP as hell."

"And that book—what the hell is that? It’s so blinding it hurts! Divine Artifact, for sure," Zhao Keke’s eyes were as round as saucers.

The other members of the "Deceit Bureau" also let out various cries of lament,

"We haven’t even made it out of Newbie Village, and this guy’s already rocking a full six-slot legendary setup?"

"What the hell dude, we’re all players in [Deceit World], but the disparity is insane."

"Doesn’t this dude’s inventory have some kind of mythical-level items too?"

The imagination of this "Deceit Bureau" member was thoroughly limited by poverty. The only item he owned was a "Quasi-Excellent" prop, and he treated it like a treasure. As far as he knew, the most powerful gear were only "Legendary" items.

As for mythical items...

Sorry, what’s that? Does such a thing even exist in the game? A level beyond legendary?

Among them, the only one who remained relatively calm was Zhou Xu. He furrowed his brow, his gaze filled with unease...

This "lamp holder" was really too audacious—using such a condescending tone to issue commands. He had to remember that this was a genuine divine being in the making, complete with a full divine name, status, and authority.

No matter how many powerful props or bizarre tricks you had, the gap in the level of existence couldn’t be bridged by those alone.

"Be careful, Lam—"

Before he could finish, Zhou Xu’s words abruptly stopped, his eyes widened, and his mind was thrown into utter shock.

It wasn’t just him.

The other members of the Deceit Bureau felt their hearts pounding with exhilaration.

As soon as the "lamp holder’s" voice rang out, the grotesque, twisted mass of flesh—the Abyss God that was in the process of being born—suddenly ceased all its movements.

It started retreating.

Its eyes revealed fear.

"The la... lamp holder actually stopped the Abyss God in the process of being born? Am I dreaming right now?"

"So this is what it’s like to be a mysterious player who once killed a high-ranking Abyss Old God... terrifying as hell."

"This time, we’re really gonna make it out alive."

The members of the Deceit Bureau had expressions of excitement written across their faces. Among them, Zhao Keke stared at that figure dispersing the darkness while draped in light, eyes shimmering with admiration.

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As for Yang Qizhou...

Don’t let his imposing facade fool you—with his multitude of high-tier props, a voice like the arrival of a true god, striding forward cloaked in brilliance. Deep down, he was anything but confident.

The truth was, his own capabilities were clear to him.

The reason why the "not-yet-born Abyss God" was afraid of him had everything to do with the "Enemy of the Divine" Destiny Achievement and absolutely nothing to do with his pitifully insignificant real combat abilities. If his bluff didn’t work, he’d activate the power of the "Dark Crow of Profane Fortune" and immediately escape from the current fate line.

After all, gods were gods, even ones not fully born. They were leagues beyond someone of Yang Qizhou’s station to contend with.

Thank god the bluff worked.

Whew, what a relief.

"Damn, to bluff successfully in front of a proto-divine entity... this is ridiculously thrilling."

But it wasn’t over yet—this was no time to celebrate prematurely.

Yang Qizhou drew in a deep breath, ensuring the [Ancient God Fire Lamp] glowed even brighter, and then, adopting that same deep, imposing voice, he commanded:

"Release the members of the Deceit Bureau."

Crash, clatter.

Those members of the Deceit Bureau, who had been dangling upside down from the ceiling, suddenly dropped down like dumplings into a pot, landing in a sprawling heap. Fortunately, they had all undergone professional training and weren’t hurt.

That quickly? Really?

To see this proto-divine baby so thoroughly terrified—Yang almost felt bad.

A grin stretched across Yang Qizhou’s face, though his mask concealed it; otherwise, any semblance of his previous divine aura would’ve surely shattered to pieces.

"I’m Zhou Xu, Operations Division, Deceit Bureau. Thank you, oh lamp holder, not only for saving the civilians within the Diamond Building but also for extricating us from a dire situation."

Zhou Xu’s scarred face twisted into an expression of reverence.

Looking around, it was clear that the other members of the Deceit Bureau all shared the same look of admiration on their faces, including a certain pretty girl. The way her delight overflowed made it obvious that, were it not for the crowd and the presence of her superiors, she’d absolutely have rushed over to strike up a conversation.

"Lamp holder?"

Yang Qizhou’s voice carried a note of doubt, heavy and deep.

Zhou Xu quickly explained, "That’s the Deceit Bureau’s designation for unregistered players—it makes classification easier. After your decisive dismantling of the [ruined statue of the Abyss Old God] last time, your strength was rated as A+. But after this incident, your rating might rise even further, possibly to S-class."

Ah, so that’s how it was—Yang Qizhou nodded in understanding.

He didn’t know how many unregistered players were rated as A+, nor how many were rated S, but there probably weren’t that many, right?

Yang Qizhou didn’t realize,

in truth, S-class unregistered players weren’t just "rare"—they didn’t exist at all. If he were to receive that rating, he would be the sole one in existence.

The twisted mass of blood and flesh continued wriggling. The sinister forces coursing through the Abyss still exuded an eerie, unsettling brilliance. The [ruined statue of the Abyss Old God] seemed almost alive, yet its eyes now shone with terror as the fusion with Wang Chuan abruptly came to a halt.

Zhou Xu took a deep breath,

"Lamp holder, I’m well aware of your abilities—you must have a way to eradicate this proto-Abyss God. But the aftermath... please leave that to us in the Deceit Bureau. This is our duty."

His words carried no ulterior motives; he simply felt the lamp holder had done enough. It was about time for the Deceit Bureau to step up and carry their weight.

Like hell you’re not trying to pawn this mess off on me—but it’s not like I even have a method to clean it up. My moment in the spotlight has passed.

Now? I’m running on fumes.

To keep pretending at this point would only risk exposure.

Yang Qizhou silently grumbled, but outwardly, he maintained his cool, imposing posture, his voice low and brief.

"Understood."

Zhou Xu nodded to the members of the Deceit Bureau, and soon, each of them produced what appeared to be clock-like hands. They encircled Wang Chuan and the [ruined statue of the Abyss Old God].

A mysterious force rippled outward, forming an indescribable network of chains.

The proto-divine entity became aware of the danger. Twisting flesh flailed, Abyss Power leaked out, and strands resembling spider silk flung wildly in all directions.

Yang Qizhou snorted coldly, "Behave... or be annihilated."

And just like that,

The proto-divine entity complied.