In a simulated life scenario, how do you defy fate and change your destiny every time?

Chapter 63 Second Life: The Final Difficulty!

[You have successfully rescued three Sims from Megan, completing this emergency mission!]

You have earned 30 simulation points!

According to the rules, all the profits that Zheng Xiaonan and the other two obtained in this simulation will belong to you!

You enslaved a large number of dark alchemists, imprisoned the soul avatar of the Dreadlord, successfully thwarted the original dark organization's plans, and saved countless people from suffering!

[A reward of 20 simulation points!]

[Simulated rating upgraded to A!]

Main Quest: 0%

You have obtained a Philosopher's Stone!

"Philosopher's Stone?"

"Wait a minute! Why did my main story progress reset to zero?"

Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow, realizing that something was amiss.

next second.

The prompt from the will of the heavens sounded once more.

【warn! 】

Darkness is spreading rapidly, the will of the magical world is growing weaker, and the world is on the verge of destruction. Time is running out for you.

[The difficulty of this simulation has been temporarily adjusted to the "Final Level"!]

[All Simulators' main quest progress has been reset to zero and temporarily changed to defeating the undead Amon and saving the magical world!]

[Note: No simulator can exit the simulation until the task is completed!]

Those who complete the task will receive unimaginably generous rewards!

Hear the news.

Lu Yuan's hands and feet were ice-cold, as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water over his head, and all the joy in his heart vanished!

It's not just him.

Zheng Xiaonan and all the surviving simulators felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave. A chill rose from their tailbone and went straight to the top of their heads!
The final level?
Temporary task change?

What kind of joke is the will of the heavens playing?
"We're doomed, we're doomed."

Wang Peng was pale and filled with despair.

Zheng Xiaonan also pursed her lips tightly, and her body staggered, almost falling to the ground.

at this moment.

Whether it was the elven princess or the orc prodigy, they were both utterly despondent, having lost all fighting spirit and will to battle.

Because on the Simulator forum, the End level is also known as the inevitable death ending.

No one has ever been able to do it!

They had always thought that the End-level difficulty only existed in legends.

Who knew they would run into them this time!
……

"What exactly is the will of the heavens thinking?"

"Amon is the founding ancestor of the Holy Light Empire, and also an immortal who has lived for nearly two thousand years."

"He has millions of Holy Knights and tens of millions of ordinary soldiers, and he single-handedly governs more than two billion people and most of the magical world."

"For us few simulators to try and deal with him is practically suicide!"

The crimson soul fire in Lu Yuan's empty eye sockets flickered violently, clearly indicating that he was not at peace at the moment.

But he knew that things had come to this point, and no amount of anger would change anything.

All I could do was try to calm myself down and attempt to find a glimmer of hope in this seemingly hopeless situation.

"Since the undead Amon has seriously threatened the safety of the magical world's will, why doesn't the magical world's will, and the will of the heavens, take action themselves?"

"Could it be that there's something about Amon that makes them hesitant, so they can only rely on the power of the Simulators to kill Amon?"

"It's understandable if the will of the magical world is powerless to deal with Amon."

"But the will of the heavens is an existence that controls countless planes, so how could it fear a mere mortal?"

Lu Yuan was even more puzzled; it seemed there were many secrets he didn't know about behind this. The world of magic was far too complex.

If he's not careful, he could drown!
"As the Lord of the Abyss, the Dreadlord must know a lot of inside information. Maybe I can pry something out of him."

"However, the most urgent task is to improve our strength."

Having thought this through, Lu Yuan had already made up his mind.

He first ordered Norton and the others to take the Dreadlord and Zheng Xiaonan to a safe and secluded place.

Without his orders, the Dreadlord and his entourage are strictly forbidden from wandering around!
Followed by.

Lu Yuan then summoned back a group of dark alchemists to construct a large magic array in the Crimson Castle.

Once all the magic circuits are constructed.

Lu Yuan then took out a pebble-sized crystal from the simulated mark.

This crystal is pure and clear, without any impurities, just like the most perfect creation in the world.

On the surface of the crystal, there is an occasional glimmer of mysterious light that makes people want to immerse themselves in it!

When Lu Yuan held it in his hand, an uncontrollable desire suddenly rose in his heart.

His bones, even his soul, were trembling and roaring, wishing he could possess the crystal!
And this is precisely the reward from the will of the heavens.

Philosopher's Stone!
Lu Yuan forcibly suppressed his desire and placed the crystal in the center of the magic circle.

"Buzz!"

As the runes lit up one after another, the magic circle was gradually activated.

A powerful mental fluctuation swept through the entire secret chamber like a storm!

Under the pull of the magic circle.

A wisp of spiritual element, as solid as a substance, merged into Lu Yuan's body and was instantly absorbed by him!

He felt warm all over, a feeling of indescribable comfort.

It's like a long-parched, barren field finally receiving the nourishment of rain!
"I guessed right. The Philosopher's Stone is actually more like a highly condensed form of spiritual element, which is extremely beneficial for increasing the strength of the soul!"

Lu Yuan was in high spirits.

The Philosopher's Stone before us may appear to be only the size of a pebble, but the spiritual elements contained within it seem to be inexhaustible.

It is inexhaustible!
No matter how much Lu Yuan pushed the magic circle to its limit, there was no sign of it drying up!
As a continuous stream of spiritual elements are absorbed, Lu Yuan's soul is growing rapidly in an incredible way!
Almost every second, his soul grew stronger.

In particular, the Philosopher's Stone contains some kind of mysterious substance.

This mysterious substance possesses incredible and miraculous effects.

It's as if it can turn stone into gold and transform the rotten into the miraculous.

This caused an unprecedented and extraordinary transformation in Lu Yuan's bones and soul!
"Could this be the Holy Light power that Megan mentioned before?"

"No! Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it the origin of the world."

While Lu Yuan was pleasantly surprised, a sense of worry also arose in his heart.

If the power of holy light is truly related to the origin of the world.

How powerful would those millions of Imperial Knights, baptized by the Holy Light, be?
Millions of Holy Light Knights who absorbed the essence of the world.

What is this concept?
Let alone Lu Yuan's Scourge Legion, even if billions of demons from the Abyss Plane were to come out in full force, they would probably be slaughtered without a single survivor!
Just thinking about that scene made Lu Yuan feel suffocated.

"How could the undead Amon steal the world's essence? How did he do it? I hope things aren't as bad as I think."

Lu Yuan shook his head, clearing his mind of all distractions, and focused on improving his soul strength.

As Lu Yuan's strength surged.

In a valley somewhere in the Wasteland of Bones.

A grayish-brown wolf cub sniffed around the whole way.

Following the scent left by Zheng Xiaonan and Wang Peng, they finally found their hiding place.

When it saw the imprisoned Dreadlord, its eyes immediately turned red.

It was as if he had seen his father's killer.

It leaped from its spot and bit him!
(End of this chapter)