The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 846 - 528: Wish Fulfilled

There are few means to escape the world.

Yet, the Evil God is the only being capable of offering a wide range of opportunities.

This is why, when the world lies on the path through the Void, those Evil Gods swarm like hounds that have smelled carrion.

They harvest the despair under the apocalypse, absorbing a vast number of followers when the world falls into ruin.

They aim to incorporate the essence of the world—the powerful individuals—into their ranks.

Because these legendary heroes seeking survival have no other option, the Evil God is the most likely entity to lead them away from this world.

Under such circumstances, unless willing to face death directly, the vast majority of these legends have only one choice: to embrace the Evil God, accepting the influence of Evil God’s Power in exchange for survival.

But all legendary heroes are not foolish; they understand that the influence of Evil God’s Power would render them inhuman, fallen into corruption.

Although they can resist, the Evil God gradually imposes its influence.

Very few can escape such influence, and even if they do, some effects will remain with them for life.

This is a deal that comes at a cost.

It’s either death or living like a slave.

Therefore, until the very end, legends are not willing to pay the price in hopeless despair.

At this moment.

One of the four powerful Evil Gods has promised better conditions.

The so-called better conditions are nothing but leading these legends away with minimal influence.

As for the possibility of deceit.

At worst, all legends will refuse to serve him and turn to the other three Evil Gods.

Some legends, already inclined towards this direction, have taken action.

"Block the spatial fluctuations, seal off these cowards who have abandoned the world!"

Inside the tower, Bobo issued the command.

Instantly, the hidden Alchemy Equipment began to operate, extinguishing the previously open Teleportation Gates.

The surrounding space became chaotic and congested, making it nearly impossible to pass through the gates.

"A bunch of useless fools!" Shadow cursed loudly outside the world.

Despite this minor obstruction, no legend made it through.

After all, those willing to accept his promise are mostly weaklings.

The strong among the legends are naturally still seeking opportunities, not easily swayed by the Evil Gods.

For they have plenty of choices.

Even in the final hour, the four Evil Gods will offer better terms for them to choose from.

And to be honest.

The best choice should be the Blood God, as falling toward the Abyss is relatively easy to accept.

Shadow has never been a good option, his promises only entice some trash.

Of course, trash among legends.

"Schemes and plots are ultimately useless, only Power prevails!"

The Blood God roared joyously, stretching out a massive blood beast claw from the black mist, smashing heavily against the world’s barrier.

However, such a barrier is not easily broken; one strike only causes a slight ripple.

Yet, during this ripple, something was thrown down.

The other demons also seized the moment of ripple to launch attacks, releasing their Power.

On the battlefield, Magic Power became chaotic and disorderly.

The Barbarian Race and rats screamed loudly as if divinely aided, while the Evil God Followers knelt, shouting, chanting filthy prayers.

Chaotic objects filled with tainted Magic Power descended from the sky, crashing onto the tower.

They were powerful Apostles of the Evil Gods, dispatched by their respective deities.

After all, a complete Stone of Creation, although incapable of fulfilling the Evil Gods’ wishes, could be crafted into a vessel carrying their mighty Power.

"Surrender it, or we will tear you to pieces!"

A demon covered in black and red growled lowly, and as it finished speaking, a dark shadow appeared beside it, and the Tower Master swung a massive Black Sword without hesitation.

The strange Chaos Power directly slashed the demon away.

The two instantly separated, facing off.

"Little girl, why not yield a path?"

A mass of twisted unique matter distorted the light, making it difficult to see clearly, yet seemingly showcasing everything alluring within the distorted light.

Rebecca frowned, grasping her staff as she prepared to attack.

"She is mine to handle."

A silver-white figure with red thorn patterns streaked a silver line as it flew over.

"You!"

The originally twisted figure exclaimed in surprise, as her Power inexplicably lost some effect; the opposing force even intertwined with hers.

The legends defending Kana engaged in battle.

They fought against the fallen Evil God’s Apostles atop the tower, strategically drawing them away, further and further along.

At the same time, Kana had completed communication with the world.

Making a wish should be a momentary event, without unnecessary complexities, even needing a specific guardian.

However, Kana’s wish differed from the norm; it involved detailed procedures and experimental methods.

He carefully articulated his thoughts and clarified processes, fundamentally different from conventional wishes.

"The space inside this tower should correspond to its constructed layers, separating its inner space, drawing it out of the world yet firmly connected to it.

The dense Magic Nodes and built energy transmission rings will provide sufficient energy, making this space akin to an Illusion Realm, real and unreal.

The Undead Dragon seated within baits its soul, disseminating information through this space to the outside world.

This space stakes souls as the gamble, issuing invitations to the Abyss, Hell, and the Realm of Evil, incurring costs, inviting them here for a high-stakes gamble..."

Once the message was confirmed, the Gemstone in hand dissipated.

The various equipment reserved within the tower began to operate, gathering Magic Power; whether chaotic Magic Power or orderly Magic Power, all flowed into the tower.

The once coarse exterior walls began to smoothen, becoming increasingly polished, engraved with various peculiar floral sculptures.

Images resembling the Abyss or scenes of Hell.

The illustrations of various strange beings and brave Warriors were carved on it.

Magic Power began to contract, the entire tower became dreamlike and surreal. Fog expanded, enveloping the tower, then absorbed by the tower.

The entire tower seemed to stand there, yet looked like a mirage, as if an illusory object.

"Bang!"

Kana, drenched in sweat, fell from the air, crashing to the ground, gasping heavily as he crawled up with difficulty.

The wish was fulfilled.