Zongman: Please stop destroying the worldview!

Chen Mo: "Actually, that's not true. It's easy to make misunderstandings based on just a little information from the first encounter."

Jianzi: "Really? But then I found that man again, and he actually became our homeroom teacher! Besides the tragically dead kitten, there's an even scarier evil spirit hanging over him. Every day, it's lying behind him. Whenever I look at him, that evil spirit threatens me, 'Don't look at him!'"

Taki: "Life is really hard when you can see it."

Jianzi: "Actually, not all evil spirits are that scary. The other day I met a grandmother who had lost her memory. It was the evil spirit that her son turned into after his death. I told her the safe combination through my mouth, and that helped her recover her memory! She even thanked me afterwards!"

"I don't want to listen to it. It's so scary, so scary!"

Kikuri, in her socially anxious state, covered her ears and huddled even tighter: "I need alcohol, any brand is fine, alcohol!"

"No, this story isn't that scary. Jianzi himself is sitting here peacefully."

Seeing Juli almost falling backwards into the seat, Chen Mo reached out to help her. Juli shuddered at the sight of Chen Mo's hand and fell to the ground. She then crouched down with her head in her hands, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please don't hit me!"

Chen Mo: "Who said I was going to hit you? Get up!"

Kikuri took her hand away, revealing tearful eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm just a drunken loser. I did something so unbelievable again during this performance, and shamelessly followed you guys to explore the ghosts... But I can't even bear to listen to ghost stories."

"It's okay, it's okay, no one will blame you, it's all the alcohol's fault."

Chen Mo used his experience in dealing with Pochi-chan and began to smooth things over for Kikuri:

"The person we're going to meet later is a righteous god, not an evil spirit that would harm people. There's nothing to be scared of."

"But I, I made Shima and Eliza worry. I'm such an incompetent captain..."

"Reality is too harsh. How long can a lousy leader like me continue to lead a band? Social security in Japan is getting worse and worse. I can't even run a band. I definitely won't be able to survive in society anymore. Wuwuwuwuwu."

Kikuri's appearance also attracted the attention of Taki and Miko. Taki was once again shocked by the level of the godlike people around Chen Mo:

"Hey, sister, are you really okay? Should we get off the bus and buy some wine?"

"You guys are so nice. You're taking care of me like this even though we've only met a few times. A loser like me really doesn't deserve it..."

If Juli gets drunk, ordinary people will not buy her alcohol.

But when she's not drunk and looks this pitiful, people will think, "It's better for this person to continue being drunk."

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"Haha, I'm back to life! I still need to drink!"

After changing trains and traveling for two hours, Chen Mo and his companions arrived at the nearest town to Itomori Lake, intending to gather some intelligence and supplies.

The first thing Ju Li did when she arrived here was to run to the supermarket and buy a can of industrial beer. She drank it in one gulp, her face flushed, and her nonchalant look returned.

As a representative of good students, Taki couldn't bear to watch it any longer: "Sister, please drink in moderation. This can easily harm your health."

Kikuri said nonchalantly, "Harm to the body and all that? Those are things you only need to worry about after you sober up! As long as I have a drink, I can forget everything. I can't help it at all!"

Worries about the future, pensions, rural depopulation, poverty, and the pressures of society—all fade away with a sip of wine! The more I drink, the more worries I have, and the more worries I have, the more I drink. This is my happiness spiral!

Seeing this, Jianzi was a little envious: "That's great, should I drink some wine too?"

Taki made a cross sign with his arms at her: "No! You're still underage!"

Chen Mo patted Long's shoulder. "Alright, forget about their harmless little habits. Everyone has their own habits. When faced with unacceptable sadness, there's always a way to numb yourself. Drinking a little is better than being kidnapped by the Chaos Reaper or being scammed by an Incubator."

Don’t you ever feel sad and want to do something to distract yourself?”

Taki was stunned for a moment, then really started to remember: "I seem to have had a secret way to relieve stress in high school, but that memory has become fuzzy. Could it be related to the person I'm looking for?"

Chen Mo: "That's probably it. Having a perfect partner is really enviable. Even venting your troubles is so sweet."

Jianzi: "Well, I have my own way. When I'm haunted by evil spirits and can't stand it any more, I go to a haunted house. Because it's a place designed to scare people, I can scream and run away to my heart's content, and the stress is released immediately."

Chen Mo: "Can you still use the haunted house like this? Jianzi, you are really a talent."

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The group split up in the center of town and arranged to meet up again. It was getting dark, and they had to head up the mountain at night, prepared for the possibility of spending the night outdoors. Chen Mo decided to rent a camping set, while Jianzi and Juli went to buy some supplies. Taki revisited the area, trying to find any clues from the past.

Fortunately, this small town is the closest to several outdoor attractions, so it is quite convenient to rent camping equipment. Chen Mo quickly rented a tent and supporting facilities, and was able to set off directly by carrying them on his back - the clerks who rented the equipment were all exclaiming "what a lot of strength he had."

Chen Mo returned to the small square in the center of town, waiting for his teammates to return. As night fell, the sparsely populated town grew quieter in the evening. At that moment, a familiar voice rang out: "The Quest Book has been updated. Welcome users."

Chen Mo took out the quest book and said curiously, "Hey, I haven't heard from you in a few days. I thought you were dead. Hey, I killed two high-level evil spirits these days and am now on my way to find a righteous god. Can't you assign me a side quest?"

Shu: "Chen Mo, this is also part of the mission of helping others. Don't always think about extreme actions, okay?"

Chen Mo: "Alright, after the upgrade, you can still call me by my name, and our relationship has become much richer. That's pretty good."

The book did not answer, but suddenly raised a question:

"Chen Mo, how do you numb yourself?"

Chen Mo pinched the corner of the book in silence. "Just give me the instructions in the mission book, and stop asking these nonsense questions! What pain do I need to numb?"

The man and the book were silent for a moment. Chen Mo patted the quest book and said, "Stop pretending. I've seen that you're not just a simple quest-issuing device. Tell me, who are you, the unlucky one who was sealed into this book by Ms. Irene and turned into a book spirit?"

Shu: "How did you figure that out?"

Chen Mo: "You're monitoring me and giving me quests based on my status, right? You're playing cats and dogs when I only have 1 mana to use; you're thinking of forming a makeshift band, so you're giving me a main quest; you're planning on practicing an instrument, so the reward is the Celestial Keyboard."

How could such a coincidence happen in this world, or has Irene's divination skills been able to predict things across worlds?"

Book: ",,,,I am not a spirit that was sealed in. My consciousness was written by Ms. Irene using her own soul as a template and making some changes. What I am executing now is Ms. Irene's will."

Chen Mo: "I knew that old woman Irene's desire to take care of others was always so excessive. So, now that I've discovered all the secrets, Irene No. 2, can you tell me what exactly is threatening this world and where is it? What exactly is going on with the ley lines?"

I really don't want to be like that inefficient makeshift team at the camp, running around in this world like a headless chicken."

Shu: "You are very impatient, Chen Mo. You have been eager to find the mastermind behind this world. Do you really want to protect this world?"

Chen Mo; "What else?"

The book suddenly became aggressive: "Then I have another question for you. Do you really think this world is dangerous? You can walk through a hellish world and see through other people's emotions and thoughts so easily. Even my disguise was easily seen through by you.

So why are you so easily deceived by others in certain places and feel that the world is dangerous?"

Chapter 49: World Devouring Curse

This story happened a long time ago. After traveling to a hive world in Warhammer 40K, a few weeks later, Chen Mo got lost after falling into a sewer entrance.

The hive world can accommodate nearly 10 billion people on a single planet. The surface of the planet has been transformed into a global steel maze. With the city thousands of meters high, its complex structure is enough to make it impossible for any scholar to fully understand its structure even if he spends his entire life.

The sewer Chen Mo was currently in was almost as large as a large city district. After being lost for two days and unable to find his way out, he squatted dejectedly on the ground, where sewage was flowing. He pressed his hands against the pipes, muttering to himself, "Mana, mana, give me mana so I can build a spell... or should I cast lands first? How do realized planeswalkers cast lands?"

Without anyone to teach him or guide him, Chen Mo, having traveled to this filthy and cruel world, could only rely on his own instincts to gradually learn and master the various uses of a planeswalker's abilities from scratch. Feeling the sparks pulsing within him, the little mana he had just extracted from the earth's veins was lost before he could even form a spell—another failure.

Chen Mo punched the pipe wall sullenly. "This is so annoying! Why do I have to train my own abilities after traveling across time? I've already come to this damn place called Warhammer, can't I just use some awesome cheats to destroy the world? Can't a system just come over and send me a big gift package to help me put these abilities into my head?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang in his mind: "Ding! Congratulations! The host has been bound to the Supreme Wisdom System! Please choose one of the following tasks to complete and receive the God of Wisdom's Novice Gift Pack!

1. Deceive 10 intelligent creatures with lies

2 Launch a subversive plot in the area

3. Establish a secret society"

Damn, the evil god Tzeentch would cheat people under the pretext of releasing plug-ins, and this joke actually came true to me!

Chen Mo raised his middle finger towards the invisible place in front of him: "I don't trust you, you bastard, you are so evil!"

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The rain gradually became lighter, from a drizzle to a gentle rain, but the evening wind became even colder, bringing the coldness into the pores of the body.

Chen Mo did not answer the Mission Book's aggressive question, but retorted, "Ms. Irene would never speak so aggressively as you."

Book: "That's why she created me. There are some harsh words she can't say.

You're going to use that spell, right? Once you get the activation power from the concert, you're going to devour this place and convert it into mana.

Everyone in the camp has warned you not to use your World Devourer Curse again."

Chen Mo's face was gloomy, and his usual cheerful and nonchalant temperament disappeared, replaced by a heart-pounding coldness:

"You should have anticipated this when I came into this world. To protect this world, I cannot continue in this weak state lacking in strength.

Since the ley lines here don't respond to me, I can only treat it in a more brutal way."

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World-Devouring Curse

Costs at least 5 mana to activate.

Source: Planeswalker Chen Mo

Unknown type

The effect consumes the world's very existence, forcibly converting it into a vast amount of mana. Once the spell is cast, it can continue to cast using this converted mana, increasing in scope and intensity indefinitely under the caster's control.

When used, depending on the intensity of the control, it will cause three degrees of permanent damage to the area

Phase 1: Destroy the ley lines in the area, converting all magic, miracles, and other energy contained therein into mana

Phase 2: Seize the "characteristics" and "color" of the area, convert it into mana, and turn the place into a featureless gray desert.

Phase 3: Completely consumes everything in the area, transforming it into a massive amount of mana.

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After witnessing the all-consuming Tyranids in the world of Warhammer 40, Chen Mo had a persistent suspicion: Did these bugs travel across tens of millions of light years just to devour the thin biosphere on a planet's surface? Such a consumption of material and energy would simply not be enough to cover the cost. Unless, of course, they were devouring something far more vital: the very existence constructed by life and civilization on this world, and the characteristics and colors that cling to it.

So, can a planeswalker who can see all this do this? Can I go one step further?

In this hellish world, Chen Mo could only rely on his planeswalker innate ability. He frantically studied his planeswalker spark, its relationship with this world, the mana in the earth veins, and the colors of existence. Those weak spells were not enough to defend himself, and those powerful summoned creatures were not worth mentioning in the wars that spread across the continent.

The majestic spells are nothing but fancy tricks in the eyes of the evil creatures in the warp.

Strength, only enough strength can support the spell to destroy the enemy, just as weapons with a high enough energy level can destroy those behemoths, only spells with a huge amount of mana can tear a hole in this dark and decadent world.

Chen Mo developed his first spell, the [World Devourer]. It wasn't inspired by his pre-transmigration collection, nor by the wonders he witnessed during his travels, but rather by his most frantic and greedy counterattack against the world of Warhammer 40. With just one use of this spell, one could transform from a mortal trapped on a planet into one capable of tearing apart continents with a single wave of their hand, transform entire armies of fallen soldiers into hordes of the undead with a single thought, and easily replicate the might of an opposing Hive Fleet—at the cost of even more complete destruction than those alien heretics could inflict upon their worlds.

A more thorough devouring force than the all-devouring Zerg, a more blasphemous destruction than the followers of the Chaos Cult, more unscrupulous than the human empire that uses its troops like mud, and a greater disregard for life than the hand hanging over the button of the extermination order.

Chen Mo looked at his palm. Since crossing over until now, how many regions had he destroyed hope in? How many lives had their homes been reduced to the dregs of his spell? He didn't know, nor did he want to know. This spell was his greatest reliance on survival until now, the cheat that could help him turn the tide against those great beings that made him despair.

This is also the real reason why he dares to stay and not escape immediately in this world where the earth veins cannot be communicated.

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