Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 975 Caesar Roger and the Invitation to Battle (3K votes requested!)

"Yun! Don't think you can do whatever you want just because I can't beat you!"

A roar like that of an angry lion exploded from inside the room, followed by the Fallen Sacred Heart flying backwards from the room and crashing heavily into Gao Yang's outstretched palm.

Gao Yang looked at the Fallen Saint Heart who had been kicked out of the room, and then peered into the room through his shoulder.

Inside the room, there was a huge forging table, with flames burning in the furnace. A dwarf, two meters long and wide and looking like a steel ingot, was glaring at the door, holding a forging hammer with a head bigger than his head.

Judging from the current situation, the Fallen Sacred Heart was forged by that forging hammer.

Despite being blasted out with a single blow, Meteor Saint Heart remained unperturbed. In this player social platform, everyone was required to abide by the rules of the network. Although they could attack each other, their consciousness could not be harmed.

"Caesar, at least give me some face in front of the new member who's about to join."

Hearing what the Fallen Saint Heart said, Caesar was so angry he laughed.

"What? You think you can just call me my grandpa in front of the newcomers and I'll give you a good beating and not give you any face?"

"Your face is face, but my face, Caesar's face, is just your insole?"

Faced with Caesar's taunts, Fallen Saint nodded confidently and said matter-of-factly, "You can't beat me anyway. Every time I beat you, it's like a grandfather beating his grandson."

"You! Get out of here right now!"

Caesar, hammer in hand, had already stepped out of the forging table. His menacing appearance made it seem as if if Meteor Saint Heart were to utter another word, he would immediately smash his head into his stomach with a single blow.

Seeing this, Yun Shengxin quietly took a step back, pushed Gao Yang in front of her, and said, "Don't get so angry. Come on, Gao Yang, let's get to know each other."

Caesar was furious, but upon seeing Gao Yang, he exclaimed in surprise, "You actually possess the aura of our dwarves' permanent allies?"

Gao Yang was taken aback, then realized that Caesar was probably referring to the Rock Dwarves, the race of dwarves including Master Daragon.

Before Gao Yang could speak, Caesar had already walked up to him. He stretched out his rough, fan-like hand and said with a smile, "Caesar Iron Anvil, Lava Dwarf, it's a pleasure to meet you, Gao Yang."

Gao Yang looked at the kind-hearted dwarf in front of him, reached out and shook the man's large hand, and said, "Gao Yang, it's a pleasure to meet you too."

"Can you tell me which dwarven tribe you've established a permanent partnership with?" Caesar withdrew his hand and asked with some curiosity.

Gao Yang did not hide anything about this: "The Rock Dwarf Clan."

Caesar tugged at his braided beard, looked at Gao Yang earnestly, and said, "It seems you are very trustworthy."

Gao Yang nodded with a smile.

Caesar patted Gao Yang on the shoulder and said confidently, "Alright, I think there's no problem with you joining. If you want to build anything in the future, you can come to me. I'll give you a discount because of the Rock Dwarfs."

"Thank you."

Although he didn't know the extent of Caesar's forging skills, Gao Yang naturally wanted to express his gratitude since the other party had said so.

After the two finished their conversation, Meteor Saint Heart pulled Gao Yang along and continued walking inside, saying as they went, "Hey, brother, Caesar's prices are really high, but his forging skills are indeed very strong. He's a genuine dwarven forging master."

A master blacksmith?

Gao Yang nodded, having gained a general understanding of Caesar's forging skills.

However, Daragon of the Rock Dwarfs and the other three dwarves were also master blacksmiths.

They may not be as strong as Caesar, but their forging skills are definitely not inferior, and may even be stronger.

Thinking of this, Gao Yang looked at the Fallen Sacred Heart and casually asked, "Did Caesar forge any divine artifacts?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Yun Shengxin looked at Gao Yang in shock, "Only gods can forge divine artifacts. Caesar naturally cannot forge them, but he has forged quite a few quasi-divine artifacts."

Even my weapon, the Worldbreaker, was made by Caesar.

Caesar's strength wasn't great, but his forging skills were absolutely top-notch.

If he could dedicate half of his time researching forging to cultivation, his strength would definitely be greater than it is now.

Gao Yang listened quietly to the explanation from Yun Shengxin and asked no further questions.

The two then passed through two more closed doors, the crystal chandeliers in the center of the doors were off.

As explained by Meteorite Sacred Heart, this means that the room's owner has not yet logged into the player social platform, and therefore they cannot enter.

"Once you become a member of the association, you will also be able to have a private room here. You can treat it as your private space, and no one can enter without your permission."

As Yun Shengxin spoke, he and Gao Yang turned left at the fork in the road ahead.

Just as I turned the corner, a thin man was walking out of the room.

Gao Yang met his gaze, and the first thing that caught his eye was a pair of eerie green eyes, followed by an evil and chilling aura.

Since stepping onto the second floor, both Zhu Qing and Caesar that Gao Yang encountered seemed relatively normal.

If judged by worldly notions of good and evil, they would all fall into the category of normal good people.

But just by looking at the gaunt man in front of him, one could tell from his demeanor that he was definitely not a kind person, nor a good person.

The aura of an evil villain emanating from the other party was almost overflowing.

What Gao Yang didn't know was that in the eyes of this gaunt man, he also unconsciously exuded a strong bloody aura and intermittent illusions of world-ending natural disasters, making him a villainous BOSS destined to destroy the world.

'This man in front of me is definitely a ruthless character.'

'Where did Meteor Saint Heart find such a killer star? He seems to be one of their own kind.'

The moment their eyes met, their first impressions of each other flashed through their minds.

"Roger, I didn't expect you to arrive so early this time."

Upon seeing the gaunt man, Yun Shengxin immediately greeted him with a smile.

Then, he patted Gao Yang on the shoulder and introduced him, saying, "This is the member I recommended, Gao Yang. Don't let his youth fool you; his abilities are no less than mine."

Roger looked away from his eerie green eyes, his hoarse voice sounding like fingernails scraping glass: "Roger."

Gao Yang nodded calmly and casually said, "Gao Yang." After introducing himself, Roger walked past the two of them and headed outside.

Meteor Saint Heart withdrew his gaze and said with a smile, "Don't worry, members of the Immortal Association are not allowed to kill each other, frame each other, or steal from each other. Although Roger's style of doing things is a bit extreme, there is no need to worry."

However, if you go on dungeons with them later, you'll need to be careful.

Meteorite Sacred Heart gave Gao Yang a look, and Gao Yang nodded in understanding.

The Immortals Association has its own rules and regulations, but in the real world, members like Roger would most likely sacrifice their teammates when faced with danger.

If you don't want to be the teammate who gets taken down, you have to be careful when you encounter people in the real world.

Meteor Saint Heart turned to Gao Yang, smiled, and suggested, "Judging by the time, the others should all be on their way. Brother, how about a fight?"

"it's here?"

Gao Yang raised an eyebrow. If they were to fight on a player social platform, he probably wouldn't even be able to unleash half of his full strength.

"Hey~ Just playing around, let's see how well we understand the rules," said Meteor Saint Heart, waving his hand.

Gao Yang asked with some curiosity, "Oh? What's that?"

"Come with me."

Without offering further explanation, Yun Shengxin took the initiative to lead the way.

Seeing this, Gao Yang had no choice but to follow.

A moment later, Gao Yang and Yun Shengxin stood in a quiet room. On either side of the room was a machine that resembled a cockpit. In the middle of the machines was a long table made of silver-white metal, which looked very high-tech.

Meteor Saint Heart patted the long table and asked, "Have you ever played with a simulation sand table?"

"No, but I have seen him," Gao Yang replied truthfully.

Upon hearing this, Meteor Saint Heart said directly, "That's fine then. In the future, you and I will each choose a machine to lie in and control the creatures in the sandbox to fight, and that will be it."

Gao Yang nodded to show his understanding.

"Walk."

After finishing speaking, Fallen Saint Heart took the lead and walked towards the machine on the left.

Seeing this, Gao Yang had no choice but to walk towards the machine on the right.

With Gao Yang's arrival, the machine's metal casing clicked open, revealing a standard single-person cockpit inside.

After Gao Yang saw the Fallen Saint Heart sit inside, he followed suit and sat inside as well.

To be honest, this machine is very close to the virtual gaming pod that his classmates longed for when he was in school, and the feeling of sitting in it is amazing.

As the hatch closed, a holographic screen appeared in front of Gao Yang.

In just a moment, Gao Yang found himself in a Gobi Desert filled with yellow sand.

He looked down and saw a pair of pure gray arms without any palm prints.

He tried to move his fingers, and the gray fingers bent and straightened under his will.

'The synchronization rate is pretty good, so what's next?'

As if hearing Gao Yang's thoughts, an interface appeared before his eyes.

[Body of Rules: Users can only fight using the rules they have mastered; the degree of their understanding of the rules determines the duration and outcome of the battle.]

Should we apply the rules?
Gao Yang looked at the words that appeared before him, and then subconsciously used the killing rules.

Soon, a crimson greatsword identical to Yongyao appeared in the gray palm.

Looking at the Crimson Eternal Radiance in his hand, Gao Yang felt incredibly at peace.

No matter the situation, as long as you have a sword in your hand, nothing is a problem.

He took a step forward, his brows slightly furrowed.

This body, which can only be driven by rules, can only move forward step by step like an ordinary person when there are no corresponding rules to control it.

If that's the case, it's really too slow.

'How can space confine me?'

With a thought, the space beneath Gao Yang's feet suddenly shifted, and in the next instant he was already five meters away.

Since it involves utilizing rules, spatial rules can also be utilized here.

Gao Yang carried Yongyao and moved forward in the direction indicated by the green arrow cursor in front of his eyes, as if shrinking the distance between them.

According to his conjecture, the place where the arrow points should be the location of the Fallen Sacred Heart.

Sure enough, not long after, Gao Yang saw a figure entirely red appear at the edge of his field of vision.

The other person was walking very slowly, but at an unusually high frequency, as if time itself had been forcibly accelerated many times over, making them appear to be moving extremely fast.

"The application of the laws of time, huh?"

As Gao Yang thought this, the distance he moved with each step quietly increased by one meter.

Soon, Gao Yang met with Meteor Saint Heart.

Meteor Saint Heart glanced at Gao Yang's body, his gaze lingering for a moment on the Eternal Glory he held in his hand, before his voice rang in Gao Yang's ears:

"Brother, you're adapting very quickly."

How about we have a fight now?

"No problem." Gao Yang casually twirled his sword and nodded in reply.

(End of this chapter)