Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon-Chapter 208 - 207 Confronting the Gods

Chapter 208: Chapter 207: Confronting the Gods

Chapter 208 -207: Confronting the Gods

Just then, Cui Zhen’en suddenly reached out a hand and pressed it against the back of Zhang Zhiyuan’s hand.

The latter was slightly startled, but upon seeing the flickering in her eyes, he immediately understood what he should do. Zhang Zhiyuan turned his palm up, intertwined his fingers with hers, and held on tightly.

Cui Zhen’en closed her eyes at that moment.

“Three, two, one!”

As the countdown ended, a golden ring of light appeared once more at the top of the airplane, resembling an angel’s halo. It expanded to a few hundred meters in the blink of an eye!

But this time, it did not wither as rapidly as a mirage because at the same time, Chaoyang also activated his ability—he locked onto the souls of Leisk, Luowei Siya, Cui Zhen’en, and Xue Quan, bringing them all into the Paradise World!

The lock on time reversed at this moment.

Time in the otherworld resumed its flow, while Earth’s side fell into the deepest delay, a delay so strong that it was almost complete stillness. The four people inside the plane were motionless as if frozen by magic, and the golden ring of light above was the same, its central point locked at an altitude of 3,950 meters, the true preset detonation height of the Tsar Bomba.

After a brief moment of dizziness, Cui Zhen’en abruptly found herself seated in an off-road vehicle, the window revealing mist-cleared yellow-green hills and a serpent-shaped red light approaching in the distance.

“Quick, the cross is on the back seat!” Ailuodi, at the driver’s seat, urged.

She nodded, turned to reach for the back seat, but tumbled onto the passenger seat due to the lack of coordination in her limbs.

Damn it, it’s like my body isn’t responding…

This body was nearly two heads taller than what she was used to using, with wide, rough palms, and distinct knobby fingers, clearly a man’s hands.

She had entered Mr. Zhao’s body.

On this matter, Cui Zhen’en had been aware for quite some time—because according to the host’s words, there had been only Fiend Miss, Leisk, and Mr. Zhao in the car. Fiend Miss was a special player, unable to share a body; Leisk as the original, and maintaining an unconscious state was more advantageous for the mission; the host also didn’t have time to create a new body shell in such a short time, thus she had to control Mr. Zhao’s body with Fiend Miss to carry out the assault mission.

As for Mr. Zhao’s own soul, the host claimed there was no need to worry, given that he was an official character. No one was surprised at this claim—indeed, it would have been odd if the actual representative of Paradise and general manager of the Gate of Destiny had been a local native.

Cui Zhen’en’s brain was indeed mentally prepared to control a completely unsuitable body, but that didn’t mean her cerebellum had calmly accepted it. In fact, the adaptation process was more difficult than she had anticipated, and she struggled several times without being able to stand up from the seat. In the end, it was Ailuodi who unbuckled the seat belt and helped her up, then leaned over to take the cross from the back seat and stuffed it into her hands.

As for Leisk, who was still lying on the rear seat, consciousness yet to return, no one could afford to pay attention to him at that moment.

“The red light is approaching, 30 seconds left until the edge line reaches your location,” the host’s warning voice resounded directly from the depths of the mind.

“I’m trying!”

Cui Zhen’en didn’t bother to fasten her seat belt; she embraced the cross with both hands and began to resonate with it through her consciousness. The reaction from the Ouroboros was somewhat unfamiliar to her—it seemed hesitant about her initial probe, as though wanting to accept her consciousness yet feeling that she was different from the previous activator.

“20 seconds.”

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Ailuodi had already started the crank engine, and the vehicle roared.

The red light nearby had become incredibly clear by now, its heads rising, writhing forward one after another, leaving behind trails of crimson.

And the Ouroboros still had not unfolded.

Cui Zhen’en had realized where the problem lay. Ouroboros B had a lower ranking, but it was the first Divine Artifact she had come into contact with. That day, in the underground base of the sanctuary, she had exchanged her flesh and blood for its recognition, and it had committed her appearance to memory. Now, though her soul hadn’t changed, her body had undergone a drastic transformation, switching from a woman to a man. No wonder its reaction was so hesitant.

You clearly lack biological eyes, so why bother remembering your partner’s appearance!? Isn’t just remembering the soul enough?

But where could she now find a local body to possess?

Cui Zhen’en went all out. She plunged her thoughts deeply into the cross, imagining that she was not just an ephemeral consciousness but a person with arms and legs. With these imagined hands, she grabbed the also-imagined neck of Ouroboros and yanked it in front of her!

“Open your eyes wide and take a good look, the one calling you now is the very master who once nourished you with her flesh and blood! What Ouroboros, I think you should be called the Blind Worm!”

She cursed aloud in her consciousness.

Ouroboros B’s eyes suddenly became as large as light bulbs, and then it even started to shake its tail.

“10 seconds. Ailuodi, be ready to detach at any moment,” Chaoyang instructed.

“So Fiend Miss is actually called Ailuodi?” At that moment, Cui Zhen’en suddenly opened her eyes and said, “Sorry to have kept you waiting.”

After speaking, she raised the cross, smashed through the windshield with force, stretched the long end outside the window, and the other end split into halves, enveloping her arm within.

“Let’s go!”

A golden ring of light unfolded at the front of the car. It wasn’t large, measuring only about two and a half meters in diameter, just big enough for an off-road vehicle to pass through. Compared to the halo on top of the plane, it seemed much more solid and stable.

Without needing her to remind her, Ailuodi stomped on the gas pedal fiercely.

Releasing the clutch, the car surged forward and crashed into the red light that was rushing towards them!

Under the pull of Ouroboros, a conspicuous pathway emerged in this dark realm that was off-limits to humans!

The car had only covered less than three hundred meters when Cui Zhen’en felt that Ouroboros’s pull had reached its limit. It trembled slightly as if warning that it was about to rupture. She had anticipated this since Ge Wei had cleared a complete path for them. She opened a spout towards the sky, turning the Divine Artifact from a storage device into a pure “transportation pipe.” The exit path caused the red light to bend, and even though its effect was not diminished, it posed no threat to the two people in the car.

Ailuodi drove the vehicle in a mad dash, and the floating minefield in the sky grew larger and larger.

Now they had to tilt their heads back to see the full extent of the mountain cone—its surface resembled the cap of a poisonous mushroom, covering most of their view. The base of the cone, no more than five hundred meters from the ground, had the gap that ripped through the sky perched right above it!

“…It seems like something inside wants to come out,” Ailuodi murmured as she stared at the shadow overhead.

The gap had widened significantly compared to when it first appeared, and the crimson waterfalls pouring down were increasing in number, forming curtain-like silken veils around the mine pit. In the center of the curtains, the two seemed to see a massive creature writhing, its contours already overstepping the edge of the gap, creating a noticeable bulge. Within the rupture, however, was a chaotic membrane densely woven with veins, making it difficult to penetrate. Both sides continued their struggle; every time a vein on the membrane broke, a blood-red waterfall would spurt out, a spectacle so bizarre it sent shivers down their spines.

Because of the “membrane’s” coverage, Cui Zhen’en couldn’t see what was writhing inside the crack, but she was certain that it was not human… or even humanoid. At that moment, her understanding of the description of the Primordial Gods as “beyond description in words, incomprehensible to wisdom” deepened. If this was indeed one of the so-called Primordial Gods, it made perfect sense why its followers were so fanatically devoted.

In just a few tens of seconds, the off-road vehicle rushed from the shadow’s edge of the floating minefield to the front of the earth’s pit.

“There’s a cliff up ahead, we can’t get any closer!” Ailuodi called out loudly.

“Understood, leave the rest to me,” Cui Zhen’en withdrew her gaze, entering a state of high mental concentration, just like the countless times in competitive games, she always managed to surprise her opponents at the end. In the midst of it all, she caught a sense of another Divine Artifact awaiting her command, as if she had found back her other hand. Without a need for excessive words or thoughts, merely a shift of her mind, she directed it towards the upstream of time’s flow—

1961!