Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 647 The Enemy Advances, We Retreat

call--

A chilling wind rose from the deep mountains where the Compassion Temple was completely shrouded in shadow, and even Wu Wang, trying his best to sense it, could not detect the whereabouts of the crying-faced monster.

It's as if it's not here at all, yet it's also as if it's everywhere.

Both the physical oppression and the psychological pressure made me feel like I was about to explode.

Fortunately, Wu Wang was not susceptible to pressure.

He merely raised an eyebrow, his eyes flashing with a silvery-white light several times, and grinned:

"Not bad, this place's [Karma Realm] has such good stuff."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony and will take it for a bit!"

Having said that, he didn't bother to investigate what was so strange about the other person's shadow world, and simply pointed to the sky with one finger without turning his head, adding to his second sister:

"Fly! The higher the better!"

Even though Wu Xiaoyou had never seen Wu Wang use the [Eternal] talent, she subconsciously flapped her six wings to quickly ascend into the air.

The next second, an indescribable buzzing sound echoed throughout the entire Cibei Temple.

A gale-force wind, strong enough to overturn buildings and trees, swept across the entire ground in an instant.

However, even more powerful than the sound came a huge rock that crashed heavily to the ground with terrifying force.

It was as if Wu Wang had not only moved the boulder out, but was still in motion as if it had fallen from the sky.

This is a meteorite!

In an instant, a tremendous disaster unfolded in the Compassion Temple.

The unparalleled shockwave from the meteorite's impact caused the buildings in the central area to snap in half in the blink of an eye. The upper parts tumbled and flew down the hillside like kicked-away building blocks, while countless tiles scattered like bullets.

The giant tree that had already been affected by the crying-faced monster was uprooted, and its branches instantly burned in the high temperature, turning into a flying torch.

Even though Wu Xiaoyou had already flown high enough, she was still pushed around by the air currents. Fortunately, Wu Wang, who was originally standing on the ground, appeared behind her and helped her steady herself.

"This...is a bit too much, isn't it?"

Wu Xiaoyou said, feeling a bit dry at the corners of her mouth.

Looking down, they were shocked to find a bowl-shaped pit, more than ten meters in diameter and of unknown depth, in the center of Cibei Temple.

The surrounding buildings, whose foundations had already been unstable and whose overall structures had been damaged in the previous collapse of the underground Buddhist kingdom, fell down like dominoes.

The ancient temple that had occupied this mountaintop for countless years was reduced to nothing more than ruins and remnants in an instant.

Looking at this completely silent environment, the only sounds are the occasional sound of gravel rolling down the hillside and the faint crackling of molten material cooling in the crater.

Apart from the trees that were ignited by the meteorite's high temperature, which provided some light, the entire deep mountain remained in a state of extremely low visibility.

The shadow world has not disappeared!

That proves that most people with crying faces are actually fine.

"Playing hide-and-seek? I was the champion of the kindergarten group in our neighborhood. Although I was already in high school when I participated, my kindergarten teacher didn't recognize my certificate and even said she would ask the security guard to throw it out."

As Wu Wang spoke, he looked around.

He wanted to find out where the crying-faced monster was hiding after being hit by the meteorite.

The other person's voice slowly echoed in all directions: "Do you really think this kind of mortal power can hurt me?"

Wu Wang shrugged and said, "We have to give it a try."

Suddenly, a hint of dark blue flashed in his silver-white eyes, and he gestured towards Wu Xiaoyou.

The other party immediately understood.

The two raised their hands almost simultaneously and launched an attack on the empty space.

Wu Wang's fanged blade had somehow been replaced by the Devouring Thief's Blade. He had only moved it slightly in front of him, yet a cold glint of the blade appeared where he intended to attack.

Wu Xiaoyou even raised her right hand, put her index and middle fingers together, and raised her thumb to make a gun gesture.

The light from the six wings behind him flowed along the patterns on his body and dimmed, condensing at his fingertips into an energy sphere that seemed capable of swallowing even light.

call out--

As the energy sphere shot out from his hand like a laser, it faintly illuminated the outline of a figure in the empty space.

It is indeed the image of a crying monster holding a scythe!

Wu Wang's sudden appearance of a cold light pierced through the collar of the other party's shoulder, and Wu Xiaoyou's energy ball was split in two by the giant scythe.

However, when it landed in the forest, it instantly created two large holes in the ground, just like the crater from the meteorite.

It's easy to imagine that if this blow were to hit a person, it would likely obliterate the part of the person that was struck.

The crying-faced man twisted his neck and said coldly, "I've already seen through your tricks."

"It's just a recreation of something that used to exist in this area, right?"

"Is this your understanding of 'eternity'? That's too superficial."

Wu Wang curled his lip and cursed, "You, a [Twisted] offspring, dare to mock others' understanding of [Eternity]? Are you out of your mind? Or are you planning to betray your creator and join the enemy's side? There's an NTR element involved, isn't there?"

After all, he wasn't a true believer in eternal faith.

And the other party was indeed right.

This is his attack method in the [Eternal Karma Realm] state.

【Eternal Karma Realm (Unique)】

[The holder can temporarily recreate events that occurred within a certain range and time period.]

[Note: The size of the area, the duration of observation, and the difficulty of reproducing the event are all affected by the holder's mental strength.]

Time is like a long river.

[The eternal see for themselves]

This talent doesn't have more specific data or actual damage output like [Pain and Companionship].

It's more like the [Twisted·Foe and Foe from the Same Source] skill used when facing the heretic Ilmuy, it provides a peculiar state and mechanism.

In this state of [Eternal Karma].

In his view, time is not linear, but rather a state similar to a book, where one can readily flip to previously written content for review.

Wu Wang appeared instantly in front of the crying-faced monster to attack, but he did not use the ability to teleport, so he did not cause any spatial fluctuations.

He simply returned to the state he had once been in that place.

No matter what, Wu Wang had stayed in Cibei Temple for quite a few days, and his presence could be seen in almost every corner of the temple.

Now, Wu Wang can freely revisit the places he once walked through.

The same applies to those attacks; pulling the elemental gun simply reproduces the bullet that was previously fired at the mountaintop.

The crying-faced man's intuition was correct; the attack wasn't aimed at him, he just happened to be standing in the path of the attack.

The meteorite that Wu summoned is the same.

That was a disaster that occurred before the Compassion Temple was built.

Logically speaking, a normal player's mental strength is insufficient to recreate something from such a long time ago.

Unfortunately, Wu Wang was not a normal player.

His mental strength could be described as monstrous.

In addition to its ability to see far into the past, its scope can also cover the entire deep mountain.

Furthermore, this is due to the special [Legendary] equipment effect of the [Eye of the Prophet], which allows one to observe fragments of the future.

It seems to have some kind of synergistic effect with Wu Wang's [Eternal Karma Realm].

He can even recreate things that will appear in this area in the future.

The reason why the attack was triggered by waving the Devourer in mid-air after I saw the crying-faced monster appear in the future scene was because of this.

Oh, perhaps that's not called a reenactment, but a preview.

Even so, there are still things that Wu could not recreate after its fall.

For example—the Grim Reaper's scythe in the opponent's hand.

In fact, Wu Wang initially planned to recreate the Grim Reaper's scythe in this guy's hand as his own weapon, just like how Du Ye, who was unbeatable by the players, was hurt by Hui Ming, a monk with the same source of power.

He also planned to use a sickle against a sickle.

However, while browsing through the books on the Karma Realm, he was shocked to discover that there was no trace of the crying-faced monster on the timeline, and naturally, there was no death scythe in the monster's hand.

Clearly, this guy did something too.

"If you can observe time eternally, then I can naturally distort the traces of my own existence."

"Besides, once you see through these little tricks, they lose their appeal."

"I'm tired of this now, let's end it here."

The crying-faced monster held the scythe horizontally in front of him, extending a single finger to gently flick the blade. [Mediterranean Sound]

clang--

His fingers flicked on the blade, producing a pleasant ringing sound, but in the next second it transformed into a deathly roar that spread in all directions.

Under the solemn gazes of Wu Wang and Wu Xiaoyou, they saw the trees on the ground decay outwards in circles from the crying-faced monster as the origin, and the ground also showed ring-shaped cracks. The rubble turned into dust and dissipated into the air, and the small animals that were unfortunately trapped in it turned into skeletons at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is a destruction different from the "old days".

It represents the decay and decline of all things.

Just as the invisible wave of sound was about to reach them, Wu Wang shouted to Wu Xiaoyou, "You go first! I'll be right out!"

Instead of retreating, he charged forward, heading straight for the crying-faced monster amidst the roar.

He added sarcastically, "You probably don't have another one like that, right? You must be heartbroken to see it destroyed, right? You're welcome, it's what I should do."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Xiaoyou's figure turned into starlight and disappeared from the spot.

She left the instance and returned to reality.

What Wu Wang was talking about was naturally the strange item used to prevent players from leaving.

He couldn't believe that something created using the aura of the Abyss God could be mass-produced.

After all, even though the Black-Hearted Penguin created so many monsters corrupted by the Abyss God in the auction house, it doesn't seem to have made much substantial research progress.

As expected, Wu Xiaoyou's successful departure proved that the crying-faced monster did not have a second similar prop.

The fight is almost over.

Even the meteorite fall earlier couldn't harm the opponent; Wu Wang was truly at his wit's end.

Although it's unclear whether the other party dodged it, it seems that even if the meteorite did hit the crying-faced monster, it probably wouldn't cause him much harm.

Wu Wang and Wu Xiaoyou's current methods are indeed unable to cause any more harm to this Venerable One's offspring.

But that's enough.

This battle was never intended to actually defeat the opponent.

I just want to see a clear goal.

There was a time when the siblings couldn't even gauge the strength of the crying-face monsters; they could easily cut them down.

Now, at least through this battle, this guy's power has a specific target in the minds of Wu Wang and Wu Xiaoyou.

The next step is to keep moving closer to this goal.

Finally, surpass him!

Perhaps in the near future, when we meet again sometime, we will be able to truly fight to the death with this venerable one's offspring.

At that time, we will also need to extract the truth about what happened back then from the other party.

Why would these descendants of different Venerables, some even hostile to each other, unite to search for "immortality," and what abilities did they possess that allowed them to influence the real world five years ago?

Finally, and this is the question that Wu Wang has never been able to answer—

Why does "immortality" appear on me?

What exactly is this trait?

Wu Wang's gaze toward the crying-faced strange man grew increasingly intense.

All these truths lie with the other party!

I really hope that day comes soon!

"Ok?"

At the same time, a hint of confusion flashed across the mask of the crying monster.

The return of that woman from the past is somewhat reasonable, but why does this guy still dare to stand in front of me?

Is he really not afraid of death?

call--

Wu Wang's figure passed through the desolate sound waves.

There was no sign of decay on its body, only that its simple clothes had turned to ashes.

The Devourer in his hand swept across the opponent's front, but unfortunately, it didn't even touch the guy.

The location I passed through was somewhat familiar.

"Goodbye, buddy. Hope you can actually kill me next time."

"whee."

After Wu Wang finished his attack, he gave the other person a sly smile.

In my mind, I had also silently chosen the option of returning to reality.

The person in front of the crying monster was instantly pulled away by the return teleportation of the Spirit Disaster Game and disappeared.

To be honest, this cut was extremely risky.

No one knows whether the crying-faced monster possesses any ability to restrict movement. If Wu Wang is not killed at such close range, but instead loses consciousness due to some kind of ability, he would be in real danger.

The reason for taking such a risk to make this cut was not simply because Wu was unwilling to accept its demise.

As a flexible and adaptable person, he doesn't mind running away if he can't win a fight.

When the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy camps, we harass; when the enemy tires, we attack; when the enemy retreats, we pursue.

Wu Wang had a firm grasp of guerrilla warfare tactics.

Unfortunately, I can't make the situation worse for them right now, so I'll just have to run away for now.

If you keep advancing, then I'll keep retreating.

There's plenty of room for us to retreat.

The only thing is that this strike must be made first.

Because there have been stabbings in the past.

The things that were rehearsed at that time must actually happen in the future, otherwise Wu Wang doesn't know if he can successfully return to reality.

There's nothing to worry about now...

However, in the instant his figure disappeared into mid-air...

The crying-faced monster reached out and clenched his fist.

The entire shadow world collapsed toward the location where Wu Wang disappeared, releasing the Cibei Temple from the deep mountains, while also leaving behind a shadow the size of a hair.

That was Wu's last shadow before he disappeared.

"caught you……"

"Trying to run? It's not that easy."

"No need for a next time, I'll kill you this time!"

Having said that, the crying-faced monster used his scythe to tear apart the sliver of shadow, creating a passage in the air large enough for him to enter.

The fact that the Compassion Temple instance has been conquered will indeed cause him to lose his identity as an intruder in the real world.

However, being rejected by the real world is not something that will be discovered immediately.

He now needs to follow this guy's shadow back into the real world!

Then the other side won't have anywhere to run, right?

I must take this life today!

The crying-faced monster also entered the passage and disappeared into the Compassion Temple instance.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Meanwhile, outside the Compassion Temple in the real world.

A handsome man with his hair tied up and dressed in clean white clothes was sitting on the moss-covered steps, fiddling with something.

Upon closer inspection, one can see that he is folding a small and exquisite origami crane from the white paper in his hand.

Suddenly, his hand, which was folding origami cranes, paused.

He slowly reached into his clothes.

He took out an exquisite white fox mask, gently put it on his face, and smiled:

"I was just waiting for an old friend, but I didn't expect to have guests come to the door."

"And it was an uninvited guest..." (End of Chapter)