Doomsday Jigsaw Puzzle

Chapter 223: Chapter 27: The 50th Floor of the Magic Tower

"A sense of foreboding struck as the seven artifacts of pure evil manifested themselves."

"Although it is a vile creature capable of fabricating some sort of hideous monster and constructing barriers to fend off even the most elemental of injuries, it only appears as a stone figure most of the time. But without the bell’s presence, it would lie dormant, for it attaches to the large body of the bell and although it is a living entity, it fears the bell’s mighty power. When the bell strikes, it will also awaken, but since the bell remains silent now, it retains its stone sculpture form."

"What kind of weapon?"

"You’re still hung up on that bell as a mere weapon at the end."

Chu Qing had no interest in the tedious affairs of this person of authority, as his semblance was most like his own in the grand scheme, and he simply wished to be a killer embryo, killing his way up from the fourth level.

"Although the vile creatures have no gender, and I don’t truly know how powerful it is down to the core, I’ve always trusted the bell implicitly, as it doesn’t bother with the numerous nuisances of situations involving the bell. It always manages to do well on its own,"

"And who is this caretaker again?"

"Oh, you’re still hung up on the caretaker, huh?"

Having already taken out his wristwatch, White Mist thought to appear.

There were still many hidden creatures lurking in the darkness on the fifth level, but the pinnacle of the Magic Tower was obviously Level Nine Five, the strongest of all.

For the ruling class, real strength was the most vital thing, and they had no interest in the sixth level. Those who reached the sixth level after years of climbing had their powers greatly reduced and were ultimately driven out.

To the ruling class, their own physical strength is another layer of defense.

With the ability to perform three soul-turning techniques, the divide between one’s peak state and the unimaginable multitude of vile creatures one could encounter was enough to allow the team leader to employ unique techniques.

White Mist was somehow able to understand.

"To him, all people and things are just toys of amusement; they have no intrinsic value whatsoever. He doesn’t have any soft spots when it comes to personality. In his eyes, every tremendously strong monster of various significances is but one more deathless corner — you guys definitely don’t need to pay any special attention to any situation... there isn’t even one,"

"Does he have any obvious weaknesses at all?"

White Mist said,

"Please be cautious, because he is still considered a person, even though he has already stepped into the realm of a god. If you choose to continue forth, death might very well be what waits for you. The bell does have something even more terrifying than the vile creatures. And for us, the ruling class, who are the real deal from the beginning, the sixth level is inconsequential."

Chestnut ghost suddenly said, looking like he was still trying to figure out what he really meant," Ah, how boastful we are. We just heard the voice of White Mist without any substance."

"Actually, he’s already taken notice of you all. It’s only because of my meddling that he hasn’t made a move on you. If you lose to him, you might not even be able to walk out of here, let alone continue on. As the first batch to come here, you all are the former rebels, even though I heard him say that you are very dangerous. But for now, he will not act, only because I am the main cause. I can only wish you good luck on your journey to the fifth level from here, should you decide to move forward,"

White Mist said to Chestnut ghost, his mood gradually sinking as he waited for all the tension to subside.

She hoped she would not be remembered by anyone, even by Chestnut child, and even more so that the appearance of White Mist was merely a fluke, hoping not to recognize any friends of Chestnut child, let alone his acquaintances.

Having traveled a lot, Chestnut child’s view must have changed, seeing as she had already gone through every extremity of filth and dirt for quite a few years now, not even the clearest of the world’s spring water could wash away the murky imperfections from her body.

Without even introducing herself, she began to calm her emotions, taking a deep breath and looking around at the three figures surrounding her.

"I’ve got a few thoughts of gratitude, old friends from outside the tower, after a long-awaited reunion,"

He didn’t provide much of an explanation and remained cold, as Chestnut child only saw the White Mist once.

"Who is this again? And White Mist, what the hell happened? We barely just started, and you’re already making people cry?"

Lin Wu Wu asked, looking at White Mist who had a face line with strange red patterns.

Lin Wu Wu had to run the furthest back, escaping through the chaos of the labyrinth palace.

In the bottom left and upper left corners lay the Five Kings and White Mist, with Lin Wu Wu being in the farthest corner.

There were only five people on the entire fourth level, in the huge pavilion. With the labyrinth’s disappearance, the fourth level had become a vast open space.

The pieces of the water crystal continued to move seamlessly, and after almost ten minutes of continuous effort, they finally formed a complete figure with a missing mouth.

Completely reversing the order of the entire fourth level of space, she had undergone a heavy reassembly.

Although the water crystal’s complicated structure was easily shattered from the outside, that countless reconstructed body was still functional for a brief time after absorbing the water crystal’s special properties, Shen Yue himself struck it down.

Wang and Wu Jiu heard the unmistakable sound of shattering as the water crystal was being shifted in that period of time.

The speed of the changes had become incredibly swift, now manifesting in real time. Within these peculiar geological formations of water crystals, the originally complex palace maze started to merge and reassemble.

The water crystal barriers began shifting out of place. Another change occurred, and even now, Wang and Wu Jiu couldn’t comprehend the deception.

How could this seamless forest just disappear all of a sudden?

He had persuaded himself for a while that the "seamless forest" had to exist as it did because it was the only place where other counterfeit goods were found.

Having recently taken the initiative, everything that Wang and Wu Jiu had discussed or reacted to was fake after all. ƒreewebɳovel.com

All of Wu Jiu’s calculations were in another zone altogether.

Wang’s large, bewildered eyes revealed a gaze that seemed to ask from behind his eyeholes, "Why did the seamless just disappear all of a sudden?"

At this crucial moment when their success was nearly at hand, these two seamless forests had disappeared.

It would have been very easy for her to lead Wang and Wu Jiu into extreme danger. Chestnut recognized her immediately, very quickly taking on her role. Of course, this Chestnut was a doppelganger.

Wang and Wu Jiu would very soon encounter the "real person" — the seamless forest — just as they discovered the reconstructed body about to shatter immediately.

The fourth-level fortress, the colored domain.

Despite hearing a rant about the seamless forest, Zhu Xun only looked on as a spectator narrating a bit of history without acting incendiary, unlike how Chestnut would typically persuade others.

At the same time, amidst the white fog on the Fifth Level leading to the corridor, the story of the three children was being recounted.

Following Chen Xuzhi, the Ghostlike Stone began to move downward, away from the stairwell one floor below.

"But for tonight, can I at least join you for dinner, although I’ve actually killed a few of my own toys?"

Following behind Chen Xuzhi, a stone statue began to float in the void, moving along with it.

"Command received," the housekeeper completed the action with a wave of his hand.

"We will go to them to settle this, let’s go."

Even the housekeeper could hear the thumping sound of footsteps on the wooden floor, as if the flesh was shaking.

Chen Xuzhi stood up, with his fat body casting a mountainous shadow, making his own silhouette seem like a gathering of flesh.

"I never thought that my hundred-changing toys would also fold in the hands of this bunch, and I have already sensed their presence approaching, having already lost nine out of seven of my five," he said.

The tower top of the color domain.

...

...

In the end, Wu Jiu and Wang were deceived, while the mimic seamless forest uncovered the deceptive scheme. This was all just a false facade.

...they have always failed to find the seamless forest, continuously deceived by the tall tales of the white fog, and from the main body they encountered the white fog... due to continuously running, running incessantly, he induced a doppleganger’s identity, a risky move running back to the exit, he didn’t even have the chance to touch the easily shattered reconstructed bodies, let alone any special features of those.

He hadn’t been able to discover any special features of the easily shattered reconstructed bodies, and Erleipu ran away at the first sight of the seamless forest—he didn’t know that it was a doppleganger.

...How could this not be expected? After all, wasn’t the chestnut doppleganger difficult to deceive? Wu Jiu was also puzzled.

The white fog said, "I am not fundamentally one of those intelligent merchants you talk to. You, a dog of a day, will henceforth look for serial examples only after looking for queue examples, King."

The seamless forest laughed loudly: "Haha."

Wang nodded, confirming that they indeed had blurred the identity of the chestnut-haired boy, and followed up with a nod from Reincarnation.

"You’re telling me that you’ve just figured out that I’m not a fraud." If you spot the slightest hint of a fake, you run away without hesitation. I’ve only just begun to understand your cunning," Wang said.

Lin Wu finally couldn’t hold it in and said:

When Reincarnation stopped speaking, he suddenly felt an inner coldness, a heart-wrenching gap between his deepest affections and himself, accompanied by a desolate chill.

"..."

A curse erupted in a puff of white smoke.

"It’s about height."

"Is there really a trick to this, something I’ve been missing all along?"

Reincarnation was still very curious and had many more questions. After all, if his hunch was right, the secret to winning fights might be better than any weapon, giving him a long-range perspective.

"If you can’t even move your mouth, then don’t ever draw your blade. A flash of lightning in a desolate place suits you better. Learn to adapt to the changing circumstances, and fall in line," Reincarnation retorted sharply.

Reincarnation stared earnestly, his unique, extremely odd way of teaching felt unusually combative, ready to thrust into a decisive battle at any moment.

"How is it that every time you miraculously turn the tides in your favor, you encounter some bizarre female entity? Is there some kind of trick in your head?" Wang asked.

From the very first interaction with Reincarnation, this puzzlement lingered.

Reincarnation, too, couldn’t help but voice a question that he had long buried in his doubts. As for this strange affair, it indeed was one heading toward the Fifth Level avenue.

... This must be another enemy.

This was the very first sense of foreboding they had encountered: that this was only a deception. Reincarnation was now certain after the withdrawal of the sensory shield.

There seemed to be some connection between this deception and Liu Cheng. Perhaps talking to the three of them could reveal more, as they knew quite a lot about some matters.

Wang was consistently inquisitive, even though Liu Cheng, Lin Wu, and Reincarnation--none had interrupted the conversation ongoing in the Fourth Level’s grand hall.

...

...

Reincarnation turned to leave with a carefree gesture, too sudden for the chestnut-haired boy to grasp.

"You should leave now," Reincarnation said to the chestnut-haired boy, facing him directly. "But really, I’m hoping you pray for my safe return, because we might meet again somewhere. And Liu Cheng, you definitely will see him again."

A sudden sense of inspiration made White Mist chuckle. It was rather strong of him to believe in the myth of a ruler named Zhong Xu, and it reinforced the side evidence that White Mist’s victory was hardly assured, which Chu Qing quietly acknowledged with a sad look.

"... Shall I leave you with a name to remember? A mark of victory for me, as I doubt you would think I am bound to die. White Mist," Chu Qing said.

"Tell me your name."

"I should go," Chu Qing said, with White Mist delaying no further, repaying the kindness after their encounter was concluded.

Although Chu Qing had been with Zhong Xu for three years, understanding him was still too little, even though he was related to Zhong Xu’s retribution.

After the formless woman’s betrayal, what remained was just a living weapon, a Ming-Dynasty-era item turned into a monster of sorts: toads with fish tails, phoenixes, Mashu creatures, and Bai She snakes.

[... The more you fight, the lower your chances of victory might become, as we still have one unknown mutagen coming... I’ll pray that this mutagen you’re waiting for doesn’t come. List of granted sequence numbers for the beastly mutations: Overrage Beast: Sequence Number 76. Sky Swallower: Sequence Number 501. Greedy Glutton: Sequence Number 57. Utmost Shadow: Sequence Number 652.

Because you’re facing one of the twentieth-grade life-associated monsters, you better bring out the best weapon in your hand; there’s still a slim hope for you to win. Good luck; you still have one last chance.

... I wish the next generation could meet me. If I beat the crap out of you, breaking both your legs within a minute, then even if Reincarnation’s disc starts rotating again, it’d be no match for the time I’ve had facing you. You’ll never forget the old trick I taught you].

He realized that he had still underestimated the danger of this battlefield, it was possible that Erleipu had given him a warning beforehand.

The white fog had already ramped up to a degree of danger.

The nine-headed King Wang had no gentleness in his heart and was born cautious, having never seen such a vast expanse of white fog approaching like a formidable enemy.

"You and your team can’t handle me, I’m far too strong. This is going to be a battle to the death, you need to be careful, King Wang, there is no gentleness within you," the white fog said.

As he spoke, white fog, his hair crazily growing in an instant, spreading like frost, turned silver-white, and bone-chillingly fierce teeth appeared, each one like a blade at the moment of birth.

"Be careful," he said.

He only glanced once at the red zone, not knowing that the nine-headed King Wang was already wearing the Second Level Spiritual Possession bracelet.

Although the white fog had put on the bracelet, he had originally planned to leave the administration to the nine-headed King Wang himself.

"Clock of the Afterlife, I entrust the team leader to you, you are responsible for that person, I have all the connections with the Clock of the Afterlife," the white fog said, just as a portly giant’s figure appeared in front of him.

But the Clock of the Afterlife had never managed to transform this level, the invaders had not come through this level since he had carefully managed for seven hundred years.

It was like a huge, vast open space, or perhaps an arena for ancient competitions, the entire Fifth Level seemed completely empty.

Fifth Level, Tower Pavilion.

Both sides had already heard footsteps from another direction, feeling the pressure of something approaching closer and closer.

It was just the monsters of the Fifteenth Level, now like rulers, that the white fog came to see.

Only taking the utmost care could they defeat those monsters, gathering all sorts of resources along the way, demanding diligent thought. However, the game within the Magic Tower’s Fifteen Levels seemed unusually weak.

These were the monsters from the Fifteenth Level, troubling the Four Wells’ situation.

Slaughtering toward the castle at the Fifth Level, starting from the bottom of the high tower. As of now, he had come from the First Level’s castle to the Fifth Level.

From the First Level to the Fifteenth Level, he had killed his way through the game within the Magic Tower.

At this moment, the white fog thought of the Four Wells within his heart, a mysterious name, sensed a kind of self-doubt and unease, an evil transformation after losing oneself.

Was he really capable of facing up to the role of ruler, his trump card?

He was indeed internally doubtful, having seen himself take a moment to prepare, recalling the past on Yellow Spring Island.

This battlefield was somewhat related to him, but not yet concerned with the future, though he had some doubts in his mind. The white fog hadn’t considered this question.

Only because of trust in the white fog, he continued without hesitation.

Taking steadfast steps without the slightest hesitation, he, as always, carried his sword, managing as he was.

But suddenly, this battlefield had fallen into an abrupt struggle, not yet having reached the point of establishing a new order of power.

King Wang had once said that he had not built any new order of power without thinking about certain things.

They were only a little lost, not afraid of the upcoming battle.

King Wang said, "Although I have always disapproved of those higher levels, if I, King Wang, move now, it will cause a significant tremor in the Magic Tower... although I’m not Chu Qing, I won’t say much, but if a ruler dies, it will cause what kind of tremor, I’m not sure."

Although the Lin Softness felt it was quite enjoyable, "...if we achieve success, the Magic Tower will not last long, possibly creating a new world... Is that what we are doing now... Talking? A significant rebirth, a revolutionary change because of our actions?"

They had never even thought that this would be possible, reaching up to the highest levels of the Magic Tower, becoming one of the top eight people.

Seven hundred years since there had never been anyone who could shake the position of ruler, like the five-headed Lin Softness, the nine-headed King Wang, and Chu Qing had already reached this ultimate enemy.

Although the nine-headed King Wang had only curses and strong fierceness, not a single word of dialogue.