CHAPTER 404: CHAPTER 328: DESOLATE MOTHER

In the real world, at another hidden location.

This is an extravagant room, with walls draped in curtains, filled with various items imbued with mysticism. In the center stands a round table surrounded by seventeen high-backed chairs.

At this moment, five individuals are seated around the table, each wearing a rose on their chest, their gazes fixed on the phones before them.

"The ’Master of Millions’ Divine Descent Ceremony has been disrupted and has become incredibly unstable. What exactly is happening?" The speaker is a woman with a grim face, her eerie pale blue eyes flashing with confusion.

Another member, who appears to be a boy despite his twin ponytails and short stature of about 1.4 meters, suddenly looks tense. "’The King of Nature’ is acting strangely. It seems like He has been heavily constrained."

These two remarks instantly turn the once relaxed atmosphere of the room into one of tension.

If Yang Qizhou were here, he would definitely have guessed the identity of these people. That’s right, they are members of the ’Rose Sect,’ believers of the ’Mysterious Town,’ who had previously sent players to assassinate Ding Xiaolan.

It is apparent,

they are also involved in the current ’Asgard’ turmoil, closely connected with the ’Master of Millions’ Divine Descent.

Yet, judging by the unfolding events, things aren’t progressing as they had anticipated.

"Impossible. Lan Ji, Demon’s Son, according to the revelation of the great ’Strange Hung,’ ’The King of Nature’ has been plotting since the Fourth Epoch Early Stage, and the will of the ’Master of Millions’ has long been secretly interfering. Logically, there shouldn’t be any issues." Another member voiced his opinion, a burly man in coarse linen, his face rough and brutish.

Lan Ji is the woman who spoke first.

The Demon’s Son is the ponytailed boy.

The remaining two individuals also nodded their agreement, sharing the coarse-clothed man’s perspective.

Lan Ji’s eyes flashed with a frigid coldness, her voice brimming with killing intent, "Human Slaughter, are you implying that my game character’s spirituality and vision have problems?"

It’s no wonder Lan Ji is enraged; her game character was responsible for the operation of the ’Divine Descent Ceremony.’ The coarse-clothed man’s words were akin to a slap in her face.

The Demon’s Son squinted his eyes, a hint of hostility surfacing in his gaze...

"So, my game character is blind too?"

The man in coarse linen—Human Slaughter—had simultaneously offended two high-ranking members of the sect. Even he couldn’t help but feel pressure. Human Slaughter, rough on the outside but cunning within, swiftly mitigated the situation, saying, "I only trust the will of the great ’Strange Hung.’"

Seeing Human Slaughter put it this way, Lan Ji and the Demon’s Son couldn’t press further.

The room swiftly descended into silence.

It’s not surprising that Lan Ji, the Demon’s Son, Human Slaughter, and other high-ranking members of the Rose Sect felt helpless. The ’Asgard’ storyline involves the highest-tier deities on the Old World land. In the face of the power of these ’Old Gods,’ they were less than specks of dust, merely drifting with the current. Truly salvaging the situation or altering the outcome was utterly beyond them.

"Why don’t we consult the ’Divine Envoy’ for guidance?" someone suggested, though their voice carried an inexplicable tremor.

"The Divine Envoy?"

Lan Ji, the Demon’s Son, Human Slaughter, and the final person’s expressions all changed.

The ’Divine Envoy’ is the creator of the Rose Sect and the bridge between the real world’s ’Rose Mysticism’ and the game’s ’Mysterious Town.’ Too enigmatic, even among the seventeen sect leaders, none had seen the ’Divine Envoy’s’ true self. And far too terrifying—killing anyone for reasons that bordered on absurd—a majority of the Church Leader Council had met their demise at the Divine Envoy’s hands.

This wasn’t in the game, but in the real world. When people were killed, they truly died.

Only when utterly necessary,

would they consider talking with this ’Divine Envoy.’

Lan Ji couldn’t maintain her cold demeanor, her voice trembling, "That’s the ’Divine Envoy.’ Are we really going to do this?"

The Demon’s Son showed a bitter expression, saying, "I agree with the ’Heaven King’s’ suggestion. This is the revealed will of the great ’Strange Hung.’ If anything goes wrong, do you think the ’Divine Envoy’ will spare us?"

Human Slaughter and the last member nodded their heads in agreement.

With their opinions aligned, Lan Ji, the Demon’s Son, Human Slaughter, and the other high-ranking members of the Rose Sect did not hesitate further. Using the room as their foundation, they used blood to draw a secret ceremony pattern. Then, clasping their hands over their chests, they began to mutter softly:

"Great messenger of ’Strange Hung,’"

"Manifestation traversing the two realms,"

"Will from times before ages,"

"I seek forgiveness for the sin of intrusion."

"I seek your presence before us."

"I seek your listening to our voices."

Within the secret pattern, flickering lights began to dance, emerging and dissipating as though bubbles, continually splitting and merging. Soon, a strange figure composed of countless eyes formed.

Though they had witnessed this very scene before, Lan Ji, the Demon’s Son, Human Slaughter, and the others couldn’t suppress the fear swelling in their hearts.

Before they could speak,

a deep voice already emanated from the ’Divine Envoy,’ "I know what you’re about to say... Unforeseen factors have involved themselves. He allowed the ’Deception Lord’ to discern the ’King of Nature’s’ conspiracy, and he is now plotting against the ’King of Nature’ himself."

Here, the ’Divine Envoy’ paused, its tone taking on a peculiar, profound significance as it continued:

"He is someone from your world."

These final words struck like a bolt from the blue, exploding in the depths of the hearts of Lan Ji, the Demon’s Son, Human Slaughter, and the others, leaving the members of the Rose Sect in utter disbelief.