The Hermit? No, the Fool!

Chapter 94 The Hermit? No, the Fool!

The Fifth Age.

Chael received the memories in a dream.

In his dream, he was playing a max-level character in Fantasy Dragon, when he encountered the Son of God. He was determined to "never be inferior to anyone else" when his cheat was uninstalled by the original account owner who didn't want to get banned.

The dream did not end.

He dreamed of a small world trapped inside a crystal ball.

He sprinkles a handful of salt, and it becomes a blizzard.

His breath can create a storm.

Natural disasters continue, and death continues to spread.

The creatures inside died in droves, only to be reborn in droves.

Gradually, as if undergoing a major regeneration, the production of extraordinary materials in the world of the book, both the Storm Path and the Audience Path, began to increase. Apart from outsiders like giants and vampires, extraordinary individuals from other paths continued to die. The new generation of extraordinary individuals began to adapt to the environment, choosing the Storm Path and the Audience Path. Those who chose the Storm Path began to distort their appearance like sea monsters, while those who chose the Audience Path began to distort their appearance like dragons.

They fight and devour each other, dying together in an extreme climate, burying everything from their lives, and then new life will come to repeat this cycle.

"Oh no, this feeling of being a creator is a bit addictive."

Xia Er had woken up, but it still felt like a dream, with many images flashing through her mind.

This immersive gaming experience is somewhat addictive.

Treating the creatures in the book's world like ants, playing with them as if they were nothing.

Even if you completely lose the game, you can reset it.

It feels so real...

He shook his head, breaking free from the rampage of the natural disaster.

They've managed to influence the Honesty Hall.

However, it may also be negatively affected by the Honesty Hall.

The negative personality tainted by the Chaotic Sea could potentially indirectly corrupt itself by influencing the Hall of Honesty.

"As long as you don't directly face the Chaos Sea, or a projection of the Chaos Sea, there shouldn't be a big problem."

"Even if the main body is destroyed, 'Sea King' will go directly to recover the Cataclysmic ability."

"Influencing the murals isn't enough; the arrangement of the Imaginary Dragon isn't so easy to utilize. I want to make the 'City of Miracles' take my own shape, which may require hundreds of years of effort."

Xia Er still wanted to try and see if he could overtake them by taking a shortcut.

"Judging by the time, it should be starting in Tingen as well."

Tingen City.

An abandoned warehouse.

Lanius stared coldly at Megos, who was undergoing psychohypnosis by Hud Eugen, on the altar.

He now wishes he could kill this woman!

It was nothing to Lanius about the city councilor's youngest son, and he didn't care.

What's infuriating is that this woman actually accepted the senator's suggestion and deposited the money that should have been invested in the steel company into a specific account at the Tingen branch of Backlund Bank.

A list of tens of thousands is a considerable sum.

The bank personally audits the accounts, imposing restrictions at every turn!

These people never intended for him to take the money.

Lanius saw it very clearly.

At that time, the bank will receive a share, and the investors will receive a share. Congressman Maynard will gain the gratitude and votes of the middle class, while Laneus will bear all the blame. The steel company will go bankrupt, with valuable assets divided up and worthless assets swept into the trash.

These damned nobles and bankers weren't going to leave him any way out.

"Is the hypnosis session complete?"

Lanius licked his lips and asked Hud Eugen.

He originally did not want to engage in this ritual of praying to the true creator and creating offspring of an evil god.

But now... he's going to make the entire city of Tingen pay the price!

"It's done."

"She will then mistake the projection of the evil god for you... um... for that Mr. Maynard."

Hood Eugen was annoyed by Laneus's urging, so he deliberately provoked the fraudster.

They're doing incredibly dangerous work right now, why rush them?

If you're so capable, do it yourself.

"snort!"

Lanius snorted coldly, too lazy to argue with Hood Eugen, and gestured with his eyes to begin the ceremony.

At this point, both began to harbor their own ulterior motives and push each other along. Clearly, they both wanted the other to take on more of the dirty work of reciting the true name of the Creator in the ritual, and neither of them wanted to do it. In the end, Hood Eugen hypnotized Megoss to recite the name herself and sacrifice herself to the evil god.

And so began an evil blasphemous ritual.

In the room where candles were lit, the candlelight turned black.

A rift seemed to appear between reality and the spirit world, and a naked, upside-down phantom appeared on a cross.

There was no one else there. The hypnotized woman murmured the name of the evil god, and the candlelight reflected on her beautiful face, making the engagement ring on her hand shimmer with an eerie light.

The projection of the true creator paused, hearing the names of other revered beings, murmured by the woman as a ritual offering.

It is no longer "the Creator of all things, the Shadow is the Lord behind the scenes, the Fallen Nature of all living beings".

Rather, it is.

"A fool who doesn't belong to this era,"

"You are the mysterious ruler above the gray fog,"

"You are the king of yellow and black who holds the key to good fortune."

A blasphemous card rises from the ring on the woman's hand.

On the card cover, there is a "Fool" wearing an ornate headdress, colorful clothes, and carrying a cane with luggage hanging from it.

He bowed to the "Hanged Man" in the air.

He pulled out a copy of "Antigonus's Notebook" from his pocket, snapped his fingers, and the notebook began to burn.

The power of 'Antigonus' contained in the notebook was extracted, amplified, and used, with strands of black threads freezing the projection of the evil god in mid-air.

Although the evil god is very strong, how much power can the true creator, through the infiltration of two low-sequences, possess?

It simply possesses a high degree of divinity and defilement.

The power that "The Fool" extracted from "Antigonus's Notebook" also possesses divinity and is essentially similar. With its enhancement, it can influence the projection of evil gods.

The projection of the true Creator was frozen in time.

Looking at the "Fool" who emerged from the blasphemous card and was torn in half at will as a "replacement" by the shadow of depravity, a bunch of filthy words were brewing in his mouth, but he was bound and could not utter them.

The Fool did not embarrass the true Creator.

With another snap of his fingers, the grayish-white mist began to spread, directly severing the true creator's internet connection.

The projection of the evil god could not possibly become a puppet; it was merely sealed within a playing card.

The Fool's face, smeared with paint, revealed a radiant smile.

The virtual persona of "Angel" that accommodates blasphemous cards is a high-level player.

Although::.The Hidden Sage gave Chael the Hermit Card.

But as long as the core gift of "knowledge is power" remains unchanged.

He said it's the Fool's Card, and it is the Fool's Card; all you need to do is change the knowledge above to the knowledge of the Fool's Approach.

The time traveler should not be unfamiliar with the Fool's Path.

The Hidden Sage gained knowledge, and Shael borrowed his power to perform ritual magic; it's fair.