The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 895 - 577: Prisoner

On the Scholar.

The being composed of energy seemed to have thought of something.

With the fluctuation of energy, its voice echoed:

"Do you remember? In the last seminar, a scholar proposed such a possibility. When the Void approaches, the consciousness of the world itself becomes active, just like triggering the survival instinct of living beings, prompting them to actively seek survival. The world is the same, except that the consciousness of the world is different from that of true living beings."

The two people next to them listened to these words and nodded. They were naturally familiar with this theory, and as members of the Scholar, they had even studied it in depth.

Those worlds that survived the devouring of the Void, without exception, had extremely active world consciousness and responded positively, creating such miracles together with the living beings of the world.

"Based on our observations and research, one point that can be absolutely confirmed is that when the world consciousness starts to respond actively, all Intruders will be marked as enemies. At this time, the world is the most dangerous for all outsiders, regardless of whether they harbor goodwill towards the world."

"What exactly are you trying to say?" The short creature with pointed ears couldn't help asking, as these were things they already knew.

This point was more than clear to them, otherwise, they wouldn't be observing the outside world like this every time.

It's not that they don't want to extend a helping hand, but the possibility of successfully assisting is indeed too low, and the risks involved are truly too great, so they are unwilling to do so.

Even if one intends to assist the beings in the world with goodwill, they will inevitably be marked as an Intruder by the world.

The energy state creature remained unmoved and continued with its thoughts:

"Due to this mechanism, all external entities that attempt to assist, once entering the world and dying, will be swallowed by the world's offensive will. This is absolute, and no means can avoid this situation from occurring."

The two beside could only listen helplessly.

"So, someone proposed such a hypothesis at the seminar—through this mechanism, let those trapped in the Nether Prison truly perish. Their mechanisms of escape and resurrection would completely disappear under the extreme targeting and devouring of the world."

The voice coming from the metal canister was muffled: "That's right, I remember this matter. Are you suggesting that someone deliberately sent the key to unlock the cage into this world?"

The energy state being shook its head: "I don't know, perhaps... Isn't the consciousness of this world and the beings on it actively resisting? Otherwise, these Evil Gods wouldn't be as powerless as they are now."

…

The external observation did not affect the situation inside the Tower of Trial.

The ritual was still proceeding steadily. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

A massive gate slowly rose within the Ritual Array, tightly shut, exuding a large amount of filthy gas that settled on the floor, spreading outward.

Malicious, evil, filthy.

Such a potent force continuously surged from the door's crack.

Kana took a deep breath, walked to the door, and slowly extended his hand.

The undead dragon beside him stared intently, its emotions tense to the extreme.

An incantation, dense and composed of some unknown language, was recited from Kana's mouth.

The surrounding power condensed into a bizarre pointed-blade-shaped key.

The key inserted into the keyhole and turned.

With a crisp "click" sound.

The undead dragon broke free from its restraints, its entire body entering combat readiness, ready to attack at the slightest disturbance.

The door creaked open with a "squeak."

Footsteps echoed in the empty interior.

A vast amount of filthy gas continuously spread out.

As the footsteps grew closer, the presence within crossed the threshold.

A steel arm reached out, gripping the door frame tightly.

Then another arm, and another.

Four arms reached out from the black mist, clutching the door frame, and then pulled forcefully.

A massive figure stepped out, and the door frame shattered under its strength.

"Heh heh, a cage."

A low voice rang out.

The undead dragon was tense to the extreme, the Soul Fire in its eye sockets blazing fiercely.

Kana looked at the presence before him.

This was a colossal figure, roughly five meters tall, constructed out of metal, resembling a suit of heavy Armor, with sharp angles and covered with spikes and blades.

Four arms extended respectively from the shoulders and underarms, arms thick and powerful like a gorilla's limbs.

The crevices and hollow parts of the body exuded filthy soot.

"You, opened the cage, didn't you?" it asked.

Kana merely smiled at it and nodded slightly.

"Hahaha, very well, you shall witness my Power. I shall bestow upon you the reward of becoming my flesh."

As it spoke, a giant Nail Hammer appeared on the two right arms, immediately swinging towards Kana without hesitation.

The battle erupted in an instant.

"Watch from the side."

Faced with the undead dragon's immediate readiness to act, Kana stopped it. Tentacles of Metal and blood pulled it away from the scene.

Kana deftly executed a light backward leap, avoiding the attack.

However, the swing of the Nail Hammer carried with it intensely filthy gas, which began to spread wildly.

The filthy gas transformed into numerous protruding arms, interconnecting, reaching out towards the evading Kana, attempting to grasp him and drag him back.

Dark red blood surged from the filthy gas beneath his feet, like a giant hound opening its bloody maw, biting down and devouring the approaching filthy gas, then disappearing without a trace.

While Kana halted his retreat and propelled himself sideways with a forceful push.

The area where he had just stood was struck fiercely once again by the Nail Hammer.

At some unknown time, the Four-armed Metal Giant had stood behind him.

Observing Kana evade an attack once more, it stood in place, evaluating: "Not bad."

The other two arms raised slightly, four metal fingers spread open, and a large amount of filthy gas began to spread frantically, completely occupying the entire pure white space.

Within a few seconds, the entire space was thoroughly invaded by this filthy, darkened gas, becoming its Domain.

Above, below, and surrounding him, arms of black fog condensed incessantly, like evil spirits trapped in this filthy gas, wanting all living beings to accompany them to death.

This time, the enemy suddenly shot out from beside Kana, and the Nail Hammer in its hand swung fiercely.

Yet Kana dodged once again.

This time, it was the enemy's turn to be puzzled.

How was this possible? In this space it controlled, its speed and Power were enhanced, and coupled with its ability to appear instantly beside the enemy, theoretically, evading should be a distant hope for Kana.

"To impose punishment on me, you are not qualified yet."