Chapter 344: Evil God’s Blessing, New Star Realm Legendary Degree

Chapter 344: Chapter 344: Evil God’s Blessing, New Star Realm Legendary Degree

Looking at the giant egg in his hand, which no longer resisted.

Lance pursed his lips. ’So it was a coward after all.’

Just then, as the clash of divine powers escalated, the surrounding tremors grew increasingly violent.

Huge chunks of architectural debris rained down from above, and bottomless chasms even began to split the ground open.

Standing on the swaying altar, Lance found it difficult to even keep his balance.

He knew very well.

If he stayed here and waited for the showdown between the Underground City and the Faceless Evil God to conclude before going through the normal teleportation and reward settlement process...

...heaven only knew what other deadly surprises might pop up in the meantime.

’I can’t wait any longer!’

Lance immediately retrieved the parchment scroll from his Imaginary Number Dark Grid.

[Hand Decree of the Great Monarch of the Void]

Without a moment’s hesitation, he activated it.

The moment the Hand Decree left his palm, it spontaneously burst into flame.

The orange-yellow flames didn’t dissipate. Instead, they swirled and wove together in the air before him, finally forming a screen of light.

On the screen of light,

a densely packed list of rewards for the Summer Crown’s final settlement appeared—rewards that could only be redeemed with Crown Value!

Lance’s eyes flew down the long list.

Although the settlement was incomplete due to the disrupted ritual,

he was thrilled to discover that the exchange list, forcibly summoned by the Hand Decree, actually included rewards exclusive to the Earth-Sundering Monarch Level!

His gaze instantly locked onto an item at the very top of the list.

It was a rare expansion-type item directly related to the construction of an Imaginary Territory.

[Imaginary Territory - Anchor Point Expansion]

Without a hint of hesitation,

even though the exchange price for this unassuming expansion module was absurdly high—enough to instantly drain all the Crown Value he had scraped together over the past ten-odd days of life-or-death struggle in the Underground City.

’Redeem it! That’s the one!’

Lance screamed inwardly.

He knew exactly how valuable this item was.

Although he hadn’t yet acquired a true Imaginary Half-Plane Territory.

However,

his exclusive Talent, [Imaginary Number Dark Grid], which had always been treated as a rather useless storage box, could barely be considered a special manifestation of an Imaginary Territory!

Moreover, compared to those fixed-location Half-Plane territories that could only serve as a home base,

his own portable Imaginary Number Dark Grid was infinitely superior in terms of stealth and convenience!

If he could just solve the storage limitation problem, it would be a god-tier Talent.

[Crown Value deducted successfully!]

[The rules of your exclusive Talent, ’Imaginary Space,’ are being expanded!]

[Your ’Imaginary Number Dark Grid’ function has been updated! In addition to the original ’Underground City’ and ’Chaos’ storage tags, a new storage restriction tag has been successfully added for you: ’Bound Item’.]

Lance eagerly tried it out.

The Thieving Country Dragon Egg, which he previously couldn’t place in his dark grid because it wasn’t a Chaos Item,

was now tagged as a "Bound Item."

It vanished into thin air.

It came to rest snugly in a corner of his ten-cubic-meter Imaginary Number Dark Grid, right next to a pile of Alchemy Bombs.

’Excellent! This ability is finally more than just a decoration that can only hold worthless junk!’

Lance clenched his fists in excitement.

However,

he had less than twenty seconds of safety left.

KAKAKA...

The dark red spatial rifts, which had been forcibly sealed by the Underground City’s will, were now being violently ripped open again by an external force!

This time, the tears in space were even larger than before.

A massive hole had been forcibly torn open at the very center of the dome.

The figure of that Faceless Person once again emerged halfway through the opening.

Its featureless face gazed down from on high at Lance, who was still standing on the altar.

That gaze caused the temperature around Lance to instantly drop to the freezing point.

But,

the special teleportation portal created by the [Hand Decree of the Great Monarch of the Void] had now fully formed behind Lance.

It was a Star Realm vortex, glowing with a deep, ethereal blue light.

’Bye now! Have fun playing in here all by yourself!’

Seeing the final ten-second countdown in his vision,

Lance spun around without hesitation and leaped straight into the ethereal blue vortex.

Because he was still under the effect of the miracle [Escape from Death],

in these last crucial seconds, the Tinder of humanity was still burning steadily within his consciousness.

Therefore, he had no reason to fear the spiritual corruption emanating from the Faceless Evil God.

At the very moment his body was about to disappear into the vortex,

Lance turned his head in mid-air.

He met the gaze of the lofty god.

And slowly, he raised his middle finger in a universal gesture.

It was an act of mortal defiance.

SWOOSH!

The mouth of the vortex instantly sealed shut.

Lance had completely escaped the rapidly collapsing space.

He entered a long transport tunnel composed entirely of starlight, retreating toward the Material Realm at incredible speed.

As he left the danger zone, the one-minute miracle buff reached its time limit and vanished completely.

The magnificent title-robe woven from starlight and fire that had been enveloping him

also dissolved into motes of light and dissipated.

It revealed his lean, muscular upper body.

Just as Lance breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking he had made a perfect escape this time and could finally relax...

"HSSSS!!!"

Lance’s eyes shot wide open.

He clutched the right side of his chest, his body curling up like a shrimp in agony inside the transport tunnel.

Pain!

Indescribable pain!

The agony was so intense that even his Talent, [Hevagmir’s Boiling], couldn’t block it at all.

Lance gasped for air, fighting the excruciating pain that threatened to make him pass out.

With great difficulty, he moved the hand clutching his chest and looked down.

It was the exact spot where the Faceless Evil God had just plunged the dark red Light Wedge into his body.

Although the Light Wedge had been shattered by the shockwave of [Soldier Resolution],

on the skin in that spot,

a hideous, dark red, ring-shaped mark had now appeared, twisted and ugly like the sutures of a centipede.

The mark was embedded deep in his flesh, and it even pulsed with a faint red light in time with his heartbeat.

[Hint: You have successfully come face-to-face with the Faceless God, Faros.]

[Note: What you just faced was merely a ’Formless Filth’ incarnation, condensed by Faros at the edge of the Material Realm using an extremely weak sliver of divinity (less than 1%).]

[You have received the Evil God’s blessing: ’Farsos’ Wedge’.]

Lance gritted his teeth, enduring the agony that felt as if ten thousand red-hot steel needles were constantly piercing him,

while struggling to read the information on the panel.

’Less than 1% of extremely weak divinity?! This was just a fucking temporary incarnation he casually whipped up?!’

A storm of shock raged in Lance’s mind.

Just a single glance at the spiritual corruption it unconsciously emanated had nearly been enough to annihilate his soul.

An existence so terrifying it drove one to despair...

...and it was just a trace of an extremely weak sliver of divinity?

’Then just how powerful must the real Faros be?’

’Could it be... that the real Faros has no time to bother with me right now because It’s in a higher-dimensional space, engaged in a true game against the main body of the Underground City’s will?’

The more Lance thought about it, the more his heart pounded with fear.

If that was the case,

then the seemingly vast and majestic Pantheon space he had just experienced, in the eyes of those two true behemoths,

was perhaps nothing more than a small bubble that could be popped at any moment.

Lance had originally assumed that the Faceless Hermitage Association had caused such a commotion simply so the Evil God could cross over and seize that Treasure.

But now, considering the god’s true form was in a standoff with the will of the Underground City’s master,

he felt that behind this whole affair...

...there was definitely a massive scheme hidden!

Snatching the Treasure was perhaps just an opportunistic move, maybe not even the main objective.

He had been too self-important.

Countless mysteries flooded his mind like a tidal wave, making his head throb.

However,

due to the excruciating pain in his chest,

Lance no longer had the spare energy to think deeply.

Just as his body was about to tumble out of the end of the transport tunnel and fall back into the Material Realm,

[Star Realm Law resonance recorded...]

[Deed Recorded: As a mortal, you faced an incarnation of an Evil God and escaped unscathed.]

[Your Star Realm Legend +1.]