r18novel Chapter 182 Ghost Immortal War v0.1 Early Access Version
Chapter 182 Ghost Immortal War v0.1 Early Access Version
Chapter 182 Ghost Immortal War v0.1 Early Access Version
As soon as he finished speaking, the tavern became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Some of the masters' outstretched hands, reaching for the agreement, suddenly paused and then quietly lowered.
Mo Di had anticipated this situation and laughed, "I know what you are worried about. Therefore, I promise that I will not use any of the Heavenly Book's functions during the Ghost Immortal War to ensure fairness."
"Unless special extreme circumstances occur, such as an interdimensional invasion, damage to the virtual world, or data corruption,
In cases such as the descent of evil spirits, the Heavenly Book's AI determines that human intervention is necessary before I will use the Heavenly Book.
"Please see Article 188 of the agreement for details. The content I have said has been notarized by the Heavenly Book AI."
The master of subtlety nodded, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, and signed his name on the agreement first.
The first contestant has appeared. After careful consideration, the other masters raised their hands and signed their names one after another.
Anyway, they can be resurrected in the data city after they die, so it won't kill them. Let's give it a try.
What if it actually works?
As a result, all the grandmasters signed up to participate, including You Qingxiang, who had been smiling and silent the whole time.
"Very well, I am here to thank you all for your support."
Modi bowed and gave a final reminder: "In the War of the Demon Immortals, besides annexing the territory of the opposing Master, there is another way to win: directly killing the Master. Therefore, I urge everyone to protect your Masters."
"Otherwise, once the Master dies, all the Oni Immortals of the same faction will leave the stage together, without the opportunity to choose another master. You must think carefully before choosing a faction."
His voice echoed in the tavern, but his figure had already disappeared.
Inside the tavern, the masters had different expressions and were unsettled, pondering how to win the war or which faction they should join.
Beside Zhang Kuning, his civil officials and advisors had their eyes gleaming as they set their sights on some reclusive masters, preparing their mental drafts.
The persuaders were eager to make their move, but before they could take any action, You Qingxiang stood up, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Gentlemen, I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave first. We'll meet again on the battlefield."
After saying that, he left.
After the grandmaster left, the tavern was quiet for a while, then a heated discussion broke out.
One by one, strategists and persuaders moved among the crowd, each serving their own master, trying to win over more people for their own camp.
Some people are making the most of the remaining time to redeem the "Enlightenment" reward, hoping to improve their strength as much as possible before the Ghost Immortal War begins.
At the top of the giant tower, a large number of Blood God Children were coming and going.
One after another, blood-red cables were connected to the AI sphere, thick and eerie, like blood vessels connecting to the heart.
At the other end of the crimson cable were connected to a group of Blood God Children sitting cross-legged in meditation. They acted as filters, responsible for filtering out some messy information and potential dangers.
Cables also extended from the back of their heads, passing through the rift in the demiplane and leading directly to the laws of the Styx.
There, Elena was performing a great deal of calculations, deciphering the runes of the Heavenly Book by comparing them with information in the Heavenly Book database.
"Decoding in progress, estimated time: unknown."
Even with the support of an entire sea of blood, Elena still felt immense pressure, as if she were undertaking an extremely difficult challenge.
The complexity of the celestial runes far exceeded her expectations. They were not only intricate, but also constantly changing, making it extremely difficult to find any patterns.
But she didn't complain at all. After all, this was something Modi urgently needed to resolve, and since it was Modi's business, it was her business too.
You can always trust me.
"I have never doubted this."
Modi responded in his mind as he bumped into the flustered "prophet".
The girl's loose black hair swayed in the wind, with a small tuft of hair tied into a ponytail with a red ribbon on her head, which swung back and forth as she ran, attracting a lot of attention.
"Make way, make way! There's a guard riot on floor 237! Those idiots there have messed up some equipment and caused all the guards on that floor to go out of control."
Modi turned slightly and watched as she strode forward, her long legs clad in battle-damaged black stockings, and quickly ran towards the teleportation array inside the giant tower.
Not long after, he saw the teleportation array light up again, and the prophet, looking exhausted, carried a Blood God Child out of it.
Clearly, the prophet had just been through a fierce battle; not only was his black trench coat tattered, but the clothes underneath were also torn, exposing large areas of his fair skin.
She casually tossed the charred, blood-red body to the ground, then plopped down on it, looked up at the sky, and turned her red eyes toward Modi beside her.
"I really think we need to establish some regulations; otherwise, it will cause significant loss of life and property. Our deaths are a small matter—it's just a matter of life and death—but those valuable pieces of equipment are unlikely to be saved."
In the entire data city, only the A00 area where the giant tower is located is a real area, which means that all the creations in the giant tower are real and not virtual.
Those futuristic-looking instruments, once you understand how to use them, will become a huge asset.
The things that were found inside the brain in the vat of the Lord of the Demon Tower from the previous world finally found a use.
Those advanced technologies might be able to be replicated using the high-tech instruments inside the giant tower.
"Whatever you want." Modi remained noncommittal, still leaning against the wall.
"What are you doing here with all this free time?" The prophet spotted the blind spot. "Well, we're all working hard, and you're just slacking off!"
"I'm not slacking off, I'm building a virtual world."
He pointed to his brain, and streams of runic data flashed in his pupils.
"You're really not slacking off?" The prophet squinted, moved closer to him, and took his view.
A torrent of data immediately flooded her mind, washing over her consciousness.
In the dim light, she saw a continent, a continent that stretched outwards from the center of Mount Daze.
It was a near one-to-one replica of the outside world from the Heavenly Book. Every blade of grass and every tree was almost identical to reality, and all were in a state of dynamic change.
The prophet exclaimed, "The power of the Heavenly Book is awe-inspiring; it's hard to imagine who created it."
"The same is true of Chi Chengzi, who could forcibly alter the Heavenly Book with his own will. In the Celestial Realm... since him, until now, there has probably never been another Celestial Realm expert."
Modi nodded, thinking of Grandmaster You Qingxiang, whom he had met in the tavern.
Even that grandmaster had never reached the Celestial Realm, even though his level was marked with a question mark.
There seems to be a chasm between the Celestial Realm and the Grandmaster Realm.
The Qiancang Realm, which serves as the battlefield for the war between ghosts and immortals, is gradually being perfected, while in the outside world, the battle in the capital city has only recently come to an end.
The masters fought fiercely, and in the end, they even had to ask Emperor Qian to intervene to protect the capital, otherwise the capital of the Qian Dynasty would be destroyed.
Despite this, many civilians died in the aftermath of the fighting, and a large number of buildings were destroyed, as if an earthquake had struck.
In the end, Wan Jinghan slaughtered the Golden Scale Guards to less than half their original number. The commander of the Golden Scale Guards, Duan Yong, was also seriously injured and almost died, only managing to stay alive with the help of pills from the Feasting Sect.
Wan Jinghan himself only suffered minor injuries and was otherwise unharmed.
The remaining masters were basically evenly matched, each suffering some injuries.
At the critical moment, if Emperor Qian had not intervened, triggering the fate of the Great Qian Dynasty and forcing the five grandmasters to retreat, Duan Yong would likely have died under the Wanjing Cold Sword, and the other court grandmasters would have been killed by him one after another.
The battle in the capital has come to an end.
Meanwhile, at Daze Mountain, Su Youli had just learned some shocking news from Mo Di.
"What? The Holy Grail War? Me?"
She lay on top of Modi, pointed at herself, and stared blankly with her mouth agape, looking utterly incredulous.
At this moment, her hair was disheveled, the flush on her face had not yet faded, and her confused mind had not yet fully comprehended Modi's words.
"It's not the Holy Grail War, it's the War of the Demons and Immortals," Mordy corrected her. "And you're a Master, not a Hero... I mean, a Demon and Immortal."
"Oh, so according to you, those three spots weren't randomly selected? Doesn't that feel like a pre-ordained selection?"
Su Youli shrank back, burrowed under the covers, and whispered:
"Furthermore, if I don't synchronize with Elena, I'm just a minor Divine Realm cultivator, while most other Masters are Grandmasters. Won't that hold you back?"
If Su Qiao'er knew that her aunt would also act this way, she would probably drop her jaw to the ground.
After all, Su Youli usually wears a poker face in front of outsiders, and only in front of Mo Di does she show more emotions.
This is her usual disguise.
"It's alright, aren't there still two independent Masters to back you up? Besides, with me here, even if you don't believe in yourself, you should still trust me who believes in you."
Modi had complete confidence in himself. From the moment he took that step and achieved the unity of body and soul, he was completely different.
Driven by numerous Blood Gods, he was undergoing quantitative changes every moment.
This is the superposition of numerous systems, the accumulation of ancient god authority, the bloodline of the immortals, and fragments of the god of light, a unique advantage that no other grandmaster can match.
As the war unfolds, he will embark on the path to godhood, gradually completing another part of the grand plan, and his power will inevitably snowball.
but..
"If you don't want to, that's fine too. I can find a Blood God Child to replace you. It's all up to your wishes."
Mo Di didn't want to make things difficult for Su Youli, nor did he want her to feel awkward. He secretly regretted saying those words earlier.
"No," Su Youli lifted her head from under the covers, her eyes resolute, "I will be your Master."
"Just as you trust me, I never doubt it."
After speaking, she crawled back into bed, took Mo Di's hand, and they synchronized their energy to enter a state of dual cultivation.
She needs to seize this last bit of time to shorten the distance to the Grandmaster realm as much as possible.
Time flies, and three months have passed in the blink of an eye.
The virtual world "Qiancang Realm" has been completed, and the basic framework of the Heavenly Book has been loaded.
[The Demon Immortal System is now online, selecting a Master... Master selected.]
[Ghost Immortal War v0.1 Early Access Version is now officially launched.]