"Am I such a person?"

Yang Qizhou deliberately feigned dissatisfaction, watching with amusement as 'Rabbit' grew visibly frightened and was on the verge of tears. Only then did he reveal a satisfied smile with a tinge of malice and took out the stone left by Philis before her explosion, saying, "This is the only thing in the church. It's not a treasure, but it seems to have some connection to me, so I won't give it to you."

"Of course, that's your right."

The 'Mystic Cultivator,' though curious, showed no greed for the stone, as the gap between her and the 'lamp holder' was insurmountable.

Yang Qizhou pocketed the stone but felt it was hardly worth the trouble, so he took out a few no-longer-useful 'quasi-epic-level' magical items and gave them to the two women. "After all, you two were the ones who brought me here. Consider this compensation."

The two women declined several times before ultimately accepting.

After Yang Qizhou left...

"Boss, do you think that church truly only had that stone? Could it be the 'lamp holder' tricking us, when in fact, there were enormous benefits inside?" 'Rabbit' couldn't help but speculate.

The 'Mystic Cultivator' remained calm and responded lightly, "Does His Excellency the 'lamp holder' have any need to lie to us?"

'Rabbit' blinked in confusion and said, "Why not?"

Seeing the young girl still hadn't grasped the implication, the 'Mystic Cultivator' added meaningfully, "What I mean is, does His Excellency the 'lamp holder' need to lie to us? He could just directly say there are great benefits in the church, and he intends to keep them all for himself. What could we do about it?"

Being prompted in this way, 'Rabbit' suddenly understood,

Indeed,

The 'lamp holder' was the most terrifying player in the Deceit World, capable of spearheading events involving the highest-tier deities. Even if he truly gained immense advantages in the church and wanted to keep them, he would have no need for deception.

Because there was no need for it,

'Rabbit' immediately fell silent.

...

After parting ways with the 'Mystic Cultivator,' Yang Qizhou went to check on 'Sister Xin' and 'Little Dingding,' discovering they hadn't encountered any danger. After chatting for a while, he left.

Returning to No. 10 Sky Mountain Garden,

Since the game was still updating, Yang Qizhou, having some free time, turned on his computer to browse online news.

What he saw gave him quite a scare,

because the anomalies in the sky had stirred up chaos on the internet. Some proclaimed the advent of Doomsday, others speculated about alien invasions, while some claimed it was the resurgence of the supernatural. Theories and opinions abounded, and among them, there were bound to be Deceit World players stirring the pot.

Yang Qizhou thought for a moment and made a phone call to Zhou Xu,

who quickly answered with a respectful tone, "Greetings, Your Excellency the 'lamp holder.'"

"You recognized me?"

"This is the landline number for No. 10 Sky Mountain Garden. I made a note of it on purpose."

Unexpectedly meticulous for a man with a scarred face, Yang Qizhou inquired about Zhou Xu's injuries from the Deceit Prison, exchanging pleasantries for a while since the game was still on hiatus. Finally, he brought up the online chaos, casually asking in the end, "Is the government just letting this situation spiral out of control without taking action?"

"The authorities intervened, but the effect has been minimal, especially as the influence of the 'Old Land' on the real world grows increasingly severe."

At this point, Zhou Xu paused, his tone tinged with helplessness, "After all, in the face of the power of 'deities,' this world remains woefully weak."

Enlightened, Yang Qizhou nodded,

nearly forgetting that the 'officials' now faced not only Deceit World players but also the increasingly pervasive erosion of the Old Forces. Against entities that embodied certain universal concepts, technological civilization was undeniably insignificant.

After a few more casual remarks, Yang Qizhou finally hung up,

Time flew by as he sipped cola, surfed the internet, and played games. The day passed in no time.

Without needing to glance at his phone or receive notifications, Yang Qizhou instinctively knew the 'game' update had been completed.

"I wonder what changes the game will bring. It's truly exciting..." Thinking about the prediction regarding the 'Land of Truth,' anticipation welled up in Yang Qizhou's mind.

He took out his phone and opened the app. As the familiar background screen appeared, lines of text surfaced one by one.

The game began,

...

"You open your eyes, and what greets you is an exceedingly strange and surreal world."

"Fish swim freely in the skies, fire burns beneath the waters, flowers bloom within crystals of ice, and mythical creatures wander between illusion and reality. Moreover, there is no night here, no sun; all light emanates from the distant, sky-supporting giant pillars."

"Staring at this majestic scene, you can't help but murmur... Is this the Land of Truth?"

"At this moment,"

"an unknown force descends, flowing into your body, accompanied by a crisp cawing sound echoing in your mind."

"It's the 'Dark Crow of Profane Fortune.' It is undergoing transformation."

"Ancient destiny courses through your entire being, and you perceive, in the distant reaches of the 'Land of Truth,' a lofty throne where the 'Lord of Blasphemy' once sat, ruling the entire Old Land with the might of 'Fate,' whose radiance extended to the edge of the universe."

"Suddenly, you feel as though you can borrow faint aspects of the 'Lord of Blasphemy's' attributes, wielding a small fraction of their authority."

"A surge of immense power spreads through your body,"

"and a realization dawns on you,"

"It's the 'Dark Crow of Profane Fortune.' After arriving in the 'Land of Truth,' it has completed its transformation, reclaiming its identity as an embodiment of 'Fate,' forging a connection to the 'Lord of Blasphemy's' throne with its primordial attributes."

...

As expected.

The earlier speculation was correct: the 'Dark Crow of Profane Fortune' is indeed a manifest symbol of 'Fate.' Upon the game character's arrival in the 'Land of Truth,' it also regained its original form.

Yang Qizhou seemed contemplative as he raised his right hand and moved it slightly,

The next moment,

countless, densely packed threads appeared before him, each end connecting to a living being, an object, a concept. Among them were Ding Xiaolan, Zhou Xu, the Mystic Cultivator, the Night Watch Captain 'Lena' on the distant Old Land, and the Guardian of Chasing Light Village 'Sera,' nearly encompassing all entities in the universe, vibrating in frequencies steering toward a predetermined future.

This was a power granted after the 'God of Victory' ascended to the Angel Level, called the 'Hand of Destiny,' which allowed him to ripple through the threads of fate within the vast river of destiny, thereby altering the predetermined futures of targets.

However, logically, it should have been impossible for an Angel-Level entity to accomplish this to such an extent. The range of manipulable 'Destiny Threads' spanned almost the entire universe, akin to a true God of Destiny."

"Could this be the 'Lord of Blasphemy's' attribute?"

"Now the game character should have some room for maneuver, even when pursued by the 'Master of Millions,' without being forced to flee as before."

"Of course, it's merely 'some room for maneuver.'"

"Directly confronting one of the 'Cosmic Pillars' is still impossible, let alone the fact that they have the backing of the 'Nameless Land's' attributes."

While murmuring to himself, Yang Qizhou suddenly felt a strong premonition in his heart. When his game character eventually reclaimed the 'Lord of Blasphemy's' throne, he would retrieve the authority of destiny and usher in the arrival of the final day.

The game continued.

...

"What overwhelming power. If, back in 'Asgard,' I had wielded the attributes of the 'Lord of Blasphemy,' I wouldn't have fled here so miserably."

"You sighed inwardly,"

"At this moment, the voice of 'Fate' echoed beside your ear, speaking to you... Set forth now, toward the 'Desecrated Temple.' Reclaim the authority that belongs to you. With the might of 'Fate,' rule this universe once more."

"Now, head two kilometers south, where you'll find a river. Upstream lies a small village called the 'Ancient Village.' Go there, find the village chief, and he will help you cross the river."

"Of course, there's also a chance he may kill you."

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