Chapter 234 - 234 215 The God of Internal Strife

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234: Chapter 215: The God of Internal Strife 234: Chapter 215: The God of Internal Strife Whether history has inertia is debatable, but “Historical Secret Realm” does. It is actually a “replay” of a certain period of time and history, a projection of an illusory yet real past. So, it has a limit. The Secret Realm in the West Entrance is an example; when the distortion rate exceeds 100% (its tolerance limit), history turns into fantasy, and the Secret Realm naturally collapses. Logically, the “replay” Secret Realm in the ancient city should also have a limit. If the original protagonist, Lu Ping’an, was killed and the cat’s ceremony succeeded, it would naturally collapse. And the Mother Goddess cult, they wouldn’t have a second chance. So, they had long designed a means to reverse “reality” and “illusion,” breaking the boundaries of the conventional Secret Realm, turning the normally repeating Secret Realm into a one-time “limited-time live broadcast.” At this point, it is no longer a “Secret Realm” but “reality.” However, some things still need to follow the most basic “rules”… Only a God-level existence can create a “Historical Secret Realm,” because the source of that Secret Realm, the root of the disturbed timeline, is “God.” Although the “Illusionary Realm” with the shattered protective membrane has become real, it is still just a dream, but if it keeps “eating” and strengthening itself, the dream won’t dissipate in the short term. But it also means… “The Secret Realm…. The Illusionary Realm is completely out of control now, and it’s like a weakened version of Kerdalais holding the Ascension Ceremony. Whoever goes in will die. Haha, our plan is a great success.” Sophist… Yuan Dunxing’s face is full of undisguised joy. Among his several plans, the probability of achieving this level of perfection is actually not high. How strong Kerdalais was in the past doesn’t matter. Even if he downgraded to the sixth-tier or fifth-tier level, no one in the ancient city was likely to beat him. “Even so, you still want to ‘feed’ it?” Lei Huoren raised his eyebrows. In a sense, the person in front of him was the worst partner. Just looking at him, Lei Huoren felt nauseous. The Sophist was full of yearning for disaster and catastrophe, and everything in front of him pleased him. “Of course, of course, if it doesn’t eat something ‘real,’ the ‘false god’ will still just be a bubble shadow. We need her to be closer to reality. We need that tree to bear fruit…” The Sophist’s face was full of satisfaction, voluntarily promoting his plan. Lu Ping’an wasn’t wrong; the man before him was in a state of “unfulfilled desire.” He had prepared a grand performance and plan, almost succeeded, but had no audience or cheers. Although Lei Huoren didn’t try to hide his disgust for the Sophist, the latter quite liked Lei Huoren… The one with the ability to “read emotions” was an excellent audience in many ways. “Oh, my lovely friend, don’t you want to do something? Now we’re still waiting for the seed to become a tree, so there’s still some time. You can go about your business.” As for what his disgusted ‘friend’ thought, whether he wanted to kill him on the spot, the Sophist didn’t care. Lei Huoren silently looked at him, then disappeared into the shadows. ——— ——– Long Qianlan is at least sixty years old this year, but just looking at his appearance, he’s just a kindly big brother with glasses. If one had to describe a normal “Slaughterer’s” growth path, it would be – “He does not do anything that humans do, and watches what people do not consider human every day.” Generally speaking, Brother Tu’s followers are fanatics and don’t join other “heretical” cults… Just looking at this point, he is clearly a pragmatist. Being able to become a sixth-tier healer (with slow advancement) at a young age is enough to prove his talent and love for his “career.” But now, this “talent” was full of grievances and anger. “…I’ve made concessions and shared the benefits, what more do you want to mess with?” Many people actually have misunderstandings about “heretics.” The so-called Evil Gods on Earth today are actually mostly “unrecognized by the authorities” gods and Quasi-Gods. In most cases, their followers are not all extremists. Many are attracted by Taboo knowledge and rare paths into the “organization”… Nowadays, the threshold for “heretics” to recruit is actually higher than many official organizations. The reputation of the Mother Goddess cult is not that bad (thanks to worse ones to compare with). It’s just that their boss’s favored “law of the jungle” makes the followers accustomed to infighting. But this time, as the strongest person among the Mother Goddess cult’s guests, Long Qianlan was truly planning to fulfill his promise, take the lion’s share, and then compensate them afterward. As a result, the Sophist betrayed Fang Wen first, and then Fang Wen forced Long Qianlan to launch the ceremony ahead of time. His sister got the news and went to negotiate with Fang Wen. As a result, she was inexplicably surrounded and chased… From the result, Fang Wen betrayed him again. He and Fang Wen have known each other for a long time and knew that she was relatively gentle and trustworthy within the cult. Otherwise, he would not have considered her a main ally this time, only to be stabbed in the back repeatedly. As for the constant cheap tricks of the Sophists and the mad pit-digging Jia Yi fish head hiding in a lake, he didn’t care about them… The huge gap in strength was enough to completely crush everything. He had his own plan, as long as he dragged time, he could definitely win… It’s just that the development of the situation proved that there’s no absolute winning method in this world at all. In his view, as long as he could win over and appease Fang Wen, then together with his brother-sister combination and his disciple as a little helper, no matter how things changed, the fruit of victory should belong to him. As a result… Fang Wen sold him out completely, and his disciple was killed while his sister was captured. The Sophist, whom he had looked down on, gave him another heavy blow. At the moment when the golden meteorite fell, as the host of the ceremony, even he felt the shadow of death arrive on schedule. “Boom!” A huge mushroom cloud directly pierced through Nine Plates Mountain, where the ceremony was held, and with it, a large number of his “New Humans” and “Modified Magic Monsters.” Life systems are highly similar in some aspects, especially in becoming stronger through “hoarding troops.” These days, the wealth he accumulated, the army that could crush everything, was now reduced to a few dozen cats and dogs… His winning strategy was taken away. Fortunately, several sixth-tier fighters who originally besieged him were also seriously injured in the “Righteous Meteorite.” It is said that the “boss’s” attack will amplify according to the “evil in hands,” and it seems true from the result… His strongest Magic Monsters were finished, while the newborns had a good survival rate. “Shall we have a truce?” With a bitter expression on his face, Long Qianlan took the initiative to ask for peace. The important target he had originally defended, the altar behind him, although still shining with the pillar of light, had already lost its “history.” It was just an anchor that tore through space and time, now becoming someone else’s dowry. Long Qianlan didn’t want to protect it at all. It was already apparent that he was at an intelligence disadvantage. He was outplayed in calculation. So, what he should do and what he wants most now is only one thing… “I suspect that the control of the ‘Secret Realm’ is in my companion’s hands… Well, I can provide you with information, as long as you can quickly kill him. Kill that bastard.” Now is the time to break the cunning with force, first kill all the weak competitors, and then let the remaining strongmen fight for the fruit of victory.

Chapter 234 - 234 215 The God of Internal Strife

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