hotmtlnovel Chapter 477: 281: The Legacy of the Immortal Assembly (Part 2)_2
Chapter 477: 281: The Legacy of the Immortal Assembly (Part 2)_2
Chapter 477: Chapter 281: The Legacy of the Immortal Assembly (Part 2)_2
They could eradicate nobles who had fled to the depths, battle hidden powerhouses, and they could even form guilds to manage a city.
The game’s universe was interoperable with the “New World,” allowing players to combine gameplay from both games and create more strategies.
Facing this new style of play, players all expressed, “Who the hell can withstand this?”
The world of Polar Night, having just averted an apocalyptic crisis, began to buzz with new life. Industrialization would lead to a massive increase in population, and newborns would see a world free from the threat of Demon Gods. With players and workers leading the way, the development of the world would step into a new era.
After understanding the full scope of the gameplay, even Landick had to admit in awe, “Impressive.”
Fang Cheng, you truly are a genius.
...
However, at this moment, the Immortal hailed as a genius was staring at the Dustfire in his hand, sinking into silence.
Idle games were designed to exploit players’ greed; logically, such games should make proving oneself quite straightforward.
But just now, the Dustfire had turned into a dazzling white light, a manifestation of players’ wills coming together, willingly offering themselves up.
It’s nice to see you all have such morals, but could you not be so noble right now?
After sensing around, Fang Cheng found that the lingering resentment of the Greed Demon Lord within the planet had dissipated, and that was initially something he had wanted to personally resolve.
“One really shouldn’t underestimate those guys,” Fang Cheng sighed.
“Boss, who shouldn’t we underestimate?” asked the Mysterious Mirror by his side.
“Players.”
“I think so too, those guys are truly incredible.”
“Ah...”
After his sigh, Fang Cheng continued to roam the Mirror Universe, following the clues of the Immortal Assembly to their location.
He brought the Mysterious Mirror because it needed to be exposed to the world, as it was an Artifact Spirit he had indirectly created.
Moreover, it had contributed greatly to virtual reality; this journey was the perfect opportunity to repay that karma, akin to making up for a previously abruptly ended trip abroad.
Most areas of the Mirror Universe were voids. Regions once harboring civilizations had long since decayed due to internal corruption and turned into chaos.
In these chaotic regions, Shadows mingled with complex Laws, forming a potpourri of chaos soup, where almost all valid information was destroyed, making it difficult to extract any useful intelligence.
After analyzing a clump of chaos soup, Fang Cheng discovered that all the information within it was incorrect.
Even the plants were dead; strong winds blew leaves from trees, sucked them dry, and in the end, only withered trees remained.
“What on earth happened here?”
Looking around perplexed, Mysterious Mirror suddenly sensed something.
It was the aura of its kind, a rhythm that only Artifact Spirits could perceive—a fellow Artifact Spirit was calling out to him from deep within the planet, beckoning him to come sit for a while.
Without a second thought, Mysterious Mirror turned tail and ran, passing through the mirror universe, and didn’t stop until he was next to Fang Cheng.
In the face of suspicious things, seeking one’s own elder was the right course of action—curiosity without reason could spell trouble.
At such times, only by the side of one’s ‘big thigh’ is it safe.
Seeing Mysterious Mirror return, Fang Cheng stopped his spell and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Someone is calling me. Didn’t you hear it, boss? Oh right, it’s the voice of an Artifact Spirit; it’s normal that you can’t hear it. Let me tell you...”
“No need, stay still.”
Catching something next to Mysterious Mirror’s ear, Fang Cheng held a wisp of air close to his own ear and then said, “Indeed, it’s meant specifically for you to hear. But the other party doesn’t seem to have any bad intentions; you can go take a look.”
“... Boss, could you not be so incredible it makes me seem incompetent?”
Comfortingly patting Mysterious Mirror’s arm, Fang Cheng struck out with his hand, and the planet was immediately pierced by an invisible force, all the way to the scorching Earth’s Heart, revealing a hollow space.
Grabbing Mysterious Mirror’s clothes, Fang Cheng jumped in, their figures continued to fall.
This was not just a simple hollow, but more like a transparent tunnel.
As they fell, Mysterious Mirror could see rocks zooming past them, enormous skeletons that were the remains of massive creatures, black oil streaming through the earth, and red magma whizzing by their sides.
After passing through the white-hot Earth’s Heart, Mysterious Mirror felt a chill as the hot sensation disappeared, replaced by a room hidden deep within the Earth’s Heart.
It looked like a square coffin, no more than three meters in size, with no windows or doors.
In the center of the room, a scroll of Taoist scripture lay quietly on a stone table, filled with densely packed tiny characters, none of which Mysterious Mirror recognized, but that did not stop him from noticing the mystique within the words.
“Boss, what is this?” Mysterious Mirror asked.
“The Sumeru Illusion, it seems the Immortal Assembly still had some tricks up their sleeves,” Fang Cheng remarked, then glancing at Mysterious Mirror next to him, said, “And it looks like your cause and effect should be here.”
“What?”
Suddenly, Mysterious Mirror felt a gentle push, a seemingly soft force that was irresistible, pushing him straight into the book.
Fang Cheng also performed Soul Out of Body, stepping in, he entered the world of the book.