Wasteland Echoer.

Chapter 535: The Conspiracy of the Eternal Red Lord (Part )
Cruz Federation, Arctic Special Zone Q (old Arctic Zone), "British Luna" area, "Red Fantasy Ruins".

"Age 2001: The bell of reincarnation rings in the tomb ruled by the dragon clan, floats among the fields cultivated by humans, and ends with the roar of mechanical creation. The supreme dimensional truth that transcends the power of the Creator shapes all reincarnations, beginnings, growth, prosperity, death and beginnings, shaping the essence of the three-dimensional world." The voice of the Lord of Eternal Red remained weak and hoarse, but his eyes when he looked up at Wright were full of greed.

"You told me that the Dark Book only has two thousand chapters, but why is there two thousand and one?" Wright waded through the dark water and came before the Lord of Eternal Red, wondering.

"I saw it. I floated up in my dream and walked into the divine realm of the Creator." The Lord of Eternal Red did not answer Light directly. Instead, he struggled to raise his head with his scarlet eyes wide open.

His limbs remained completely assimilated by the vines, but his poor torso partially turned back into human form after Wright woke up, causing his body to be pulled backwards extremely when he raised his head, and his bones made "cracking" sounds, as if they would break in the next second.

A moment later, accompanied by a comfortable murmur, the Lord of Eternal Red actually pulled his arms out from the vines, pulling out a bunch of red thin branches covered with scarlet mucus, revealing a pair of ugly arms like bark that seemed to have not been harmed by any axe.

"God's realm?" Wright was no longer surprised by this kind of strange situation. In addition, he possessed extremely strong mental strength and was set to never fall into madness, so he stood in front of the Lord of Eternal Red without fear and asked.

"Of course, the Divine Realm is a place that cannot be described in words, but in this world, it seems that I can only describe it in words." The Lord of Eternal Crimson lifted his red bangs with his hands covered with moss and tiny insects, and spoke in an affectionate voice that was a mixture of childishness and richness:
"The entire universe does not exist as we humans know it. It was indeed created by the Creator, and the Creator is indeed in a deep sleep. However, the Creator's dream is our world full of suffering and death. This is indeed a nightmare, but once He wakes up from the nightmare, the whole world will collapse and disappear in an instant.

"It's like turning off the switch, and we disappear without a trace in an instant. We won't experience any disaster or pain, nor will we feel pain or confusion. We won't suffocate and bleed from all seven orifices, and enter the underworld to be burned by blood and fire forever."

"But what does this have to do with the divine realm you mentioned? And what does this have to do with Chapter 2001..." Wright's thoughts were a little confused, and he chose to go back to the original question.

"Chapter 2001 talks about reincarnation. Reincarnation is not death and pain. Reincarnation is like the Creator waking up from a nightmare. A world will end quietly without a trace, as if it had never appeared." Lord Yongchi connected the previous points and replied:

“It’s just a nightmare. When you wake up, you wake up. It’s no big deal. The world of the Creator is higher than our dimension. He will fall into His own pain one day and fall into deep sleep again. And this starry sky and universe will restart again and enter the next reincarnation of life.

"The universe has ten dimensions, which means it is difficult for the Creator to appear on planets and continents in the form of us humans. The higher-dimensional world will only send us incomprehensible projections as a mark of mockery to us lower creatures. But once one day, you are able to enter that divine realm, you will gain the power to connect with the ten-dimensional world."

"I haven't thought that far. Now, I just want to get out of this 'Red Fantasy Ruins', whether it's to go to the Cruzde Federation or to cross the Aventlai Empire to the east and enter the Yanhuo Federation, that's all for the future. Anyway, Lord of Eternal Red..." Wright raised his right hand with the worn, stained half finger glove, lightly tapped the ear wrapped with red silk thread, and said:
"I heard a sound that didn't fit in with this land of death filled with the smell of 'sorrow' and 'ancient'. It was like hearing the cry of a calf in a low farmhouse, the roar of steel under a tall chimney, and the gurgling of a spring amidst the yellow sand. That was the voice of humans."

"Humans, hahaha, a despicable and cowardly race." Lord Yongchi cursed without hesitation:
"They reached an agreement with the 'Ancient God' and bound me here. But I have to thank them. If I hadn't been bound here, I wouldn't have been able to completely clear my spiritual realm and see the fortress projected by the higher-dimensional world."

"Fortress?" Wright asked warily. It seemed that in the distant past, perhaps in the Rinie Empire, he seemed to have seen a fortress where gods lived in a psychedelic dream.

“Of course, that is an imaginative fortress stacked together by the Creator, which blended the cultural characteristics of various places. No, it is not that He blended the cultures of various places, but that the cultures of various places were created by the Creator.” As the Lord of Eternal Red spoke, he clenched his fists, and two extremely sharp metal daggers with a cold glow popped out from the gaps between his wrists.

"The walls of that fortress are built in the red style of the Yanhuo Empire. The red brick palace walls are solemn and majestic, as if they can deter any weak-willed and cowardly creature from approaching." While introducing, the Lord of Eternal Red inserted two daggers directly into the body that was still in a vegetative state.

Suddenly, the deep red liquid flowed down like a stream, emitting a sweet smell like fine wine. If a lost beast strayed into it, it would definitely be attracted by the smell and fall into the trap and embrace of death. It just so happened that Wright was attracted by a huge stone door that suddenly rose from the ground not far to the right. His eyes were temporarily cast elsewhere, and he had no time to pay attention to the changes behind him.

"What else?" Wright asked subconsciously, but his footsteps moved slightly towards the giant gate. A black and green closed eye was forming above the giant gate. It seemed to be a living creature and was out of tune with the surrounding rock material.

"The lowest level of the palace is like an ancient temple in the Central Empire. Several stone pillars support walls thousands of meters high. The entire stone temple is painted pink and white, which is very different from the palace walls of the Flame Empire. Ah, I once accidentally peeked into it while floating. It turned out to be a huge arena. There were still animal entrails and human arms on the ground. I smelled the scent of blazing flames in the beautiful blood." Lord Yongchi said as he sniffed the air a few times:
"It's this smell, a slight burning smell, a subtle smell of sparks, as if a bomb is about to explode, and a blazing flame will instantly engulf this place."

"Yes, Lord Yongchi, your description is so vivid that even I seem to smell the burning smell. I remember that I could smell this smell everywhere on the battlefield of the Rinie Empire. It was the smell of sulfur, right? There was also the smell of fire formed by the continuous reaction of the 'chains' in the air." Wright nodded slightly and asked curiously:
"I remember that when Atuo was at the Kofu Station, he was cornered by humans. When he had no other options, he detonated the 'Fire of Heavenly Punishment'. This was the smell that filled the air. Could it be that, Lord Yongchi, your divine power has been restored? Or has your magic source sequence returned to the divine level?"

"That's not the case." The Lord of Eternal Red still kept his back to Wright, his mouth stretched wide, revealing an extremely abnormal, evil smile filled with greed and desire.

That kind of smile was like a demon from the underworld that had been bathing in lava for a long time and had just stolen a delicious soul. It was disgusting and nauseating.

However, the giant gate in the distance in front of Wright began to emit a faint smoke made up of different colors. Countless faint lights of different colors emanated from all directions, reflecting on the giant gate and illuminating the complex pictures of the dragon clan on it.

These lights and patterns seemed to possess spirituality infused by the gods, a mixture of the holy light and mysterious and captivating energy that only the gods could emit. They completely attracted Wright's attention for a moment, driving him to keep moving forward and stepping into the shallow pond filled with darkness and covered with flesh-colored seaweed and water plants.

"It's just that after I dreamed of the temple of the Creator and smelled the smell of fire in the air, I felt as if I had the strength to break free from these terrible things. And, Wright, you know that the fire ignited in the open will eventually go out. It is indeed enough to burn everything, but its power is much less."

As the Lord of Eternal Red spoke, he continued to drag the dagger downwards, slicing the lower half of the plant-like body. Countless internal organs that were in a flowing state began to flow out of the wound uncontrollably, like a group of cockroaches that had been exposed to the sun after the lid was opened and scattered in all directions.

The flesh-colored and scarlet-colored biological tissues that were desperately overflowing formed a "dazzling" ribbon on the ground as the Lord of Eternal Crimson completely broke free from the hundreds of years of restraints that the "Red Fantasy Ruins" had forced upon him. As he moved closer to Light step by step, a "stunning" ribbon was formed on the ground.

Soon, the ribbon turned into a blazing belt of flames, adding a strange feeling of warmth to the dim and cold environment.

"But, you know, Light? As a god, once you fall, you have to obtain the blessing of the Creator if you want to regain your power. And I can't get in touch with Him for the time being. Only you can help me." The Lord of Eternal Red said in a low and sinister voice.

"So, how can I help you?" Wright stopped at the foot of the giant door and asked.

When he drew his attention back and turned to look at the Lord of Eternal Red again, a dagger reflecting a crimson light pierced straight into his heart.

(End of this chapter)