Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

Chapter 298: Chapter 186: Hearing This Kind of Wish for the First Time (Part 3)

Not only did Wu Chang not show up, but Sword Star and others were also nowhere to be seen, leaving the players on the Star Jump with their own thoughts.

When someone reported that a lifeboat was missing from the ship, many players started speculating that Wu Chang might have taken his subordinates and escaped.

Regardless of why they would flee when they had such a great advantage and had almost secured the dungeon, some people became restless upon discovering Wu Chang and his players were not on the ship.

For example, the Secret Ceremony Master hiding on the ship.

He had been hiding on the ship, and was one of the first players to discover that the Star Jump had left the Shipwreck Belt.

The exit of the Shipwreck Belt was an area known as the Terminal Sea Region where the New Cosmos Sect had prepared many setups.

Not long after the Star Jump left the Shipwreck Belt, he sensed the arrangements in the Terminal Sea Region, enduring humiliation and burden just for this moment.

Now, with the final setup in the Terminal Sea Region ready, it was time to activate the Earthly Divine Kingdom, for the master’s projection to descend and end it all.

The Secret Ceremony Master appeared alone on the fourth deck while everyone was still looking for Wu Chang. A magnificent mystical array materialized beside him, rotating and merging with the core of the Earthly Divine Kingdom prepared on the fourth deck.

The Secret Ceremony Master’s array acted like the key to the Earthly Divine Kingdom. As they perfectly integrated, the entire Star Jump started shaking.

Most of the passengers on the ship, especially the New Cosmos Sect followers, felt intense pain from their bodies, as if something was violently pulling out their organs.

If Wu Chang were still on the ship, he would have seen the mystical seeds planted in the passengers, those eerie eyes now rising like eyeball balloons from the hosts.

These eyeball balloons floated up from all directions, finally gathering at the core of the mystical ceremony on the fourth deck.

Seeing only the mystical seeds arriving, with no passengers being sacrificed, the Secret Ceremony Master displayed a shocked expression.

He soon realized that someone had tampered with the ceremony!

Shit, once the ceremony begins, it cannot be interrupted. But at this rate, the Earthly Divine Kingdom won’t absorb enough energy, and the master won’t be able to descend in a complete projection form.

Cold sweat started seeping from his forehead. As the third Saint Heir candidate of the Peaceful Sect, he was well aware of the master’s temperament.

Having established the groundwork in advance, he botched a simple task; whether he could become a Saint Heir was another matter, but he might not withstand the master’s wrath.

As he pondered where to find the missing energy, a massive power surged from afar, pouring into the Earthly Divine Kingdom.

The power was immense yet pure, clearly transformed by devout and mighty individuals willingly sacrificing their lives.

Judging from these numbers, there must be no fewer than a thousand sacrificers, filling in the missing portion from the Star Jump passengers, with the energy provided surpassing the array’s needs by thirty percent!

Initially, the preparation was for the master to descend in a complete projection form, but now the master could descend in a perfect projection form.

The Secret Ceremony Master looked towards the direction from which the energy came. Could it be that the New Cosmos Sect members on the quest plane sensed his predicament and activated their backup to resolve the crisis?

Although he always held a player’s identity and often looked down on the plane’s natives, receiving such help now made him feel a pang of conscience, sincerely saying towards the energy’s origin:

”Thank you.”

If the navy members on the Blue Island could hear him, they would surely respond with ”You’re welcome.”

Because they genuinely volunteered.

They continued praying as usual, hoping to earn the master’s favor and become part of the master.

Who knew that as they spoke, their bodies started glowing, becoming very light, and their consciousness left their bodies, moving at an unimaginable speed.

In just a blink, they saw the Star Jump, sensing the master’s presence within it.

The master actually heard their prayers!

In that instant, they felt unparalleled happiness and peace, each wearing a serene and harmonious smile.

Of course, not everyone was so fanatic, willing to sacrifice life for the descent of the God.

For instance, those who still clung to life, and didn’t believe in the New Cosmos Sect, merely coming to get a piece of the action—the navy high command.

But with most of the navy praying, the sacrificial ceremony was established, and whether they wished it or not, their choice was taken from them.

In the light of the sacrificial ceremony, the Blue Island became an empty ship.

Sword Star and others who witnessed the entire process were stupefied, almost dropping their jaws as they looked at Wu Chang, shifting from suspecting the boss as the mastermind to suspecting the boss might be the incarnation of the Evil God.

Only Sword Star and others who didn’t understand Mysticism would be so bewildered.

The truly knowledgeable in Mysticism, Cui Chengze, was already close to madness.

He held his head with both hands, as if replicating Edvard Munch’s ”Scream.”

He glanced at Wu Chang, then turned to look at the sacrificial array glowing with mystical ceremony lights, shaking his head like a rattle, speaking incoherently:

”How, what did you do, shouldn’t be, why was it successful?”

Cui Chengze’s accumulated Mysticism knowledge system over the years collapsed in an instant like a sandcastle under Wu Chang’s operation.

For Mysticism practitioners like Cui Chengze, Mysticism was not only their faith but also a method to understand the world, even one could say it’s their understanding of the world.