Collapse Iron: After watching the simulation, they all turned to the dark side.

This time, however, Black Calamity remained steadily beneath the swirling coins, waiting patiently in this sure-fire spot, just as he had done countless times before.

The Oracle of Deceit:

"You will walk with greed, and you will perish for a penny."

Lu Qing understood completely. Having inherited the divine power of cunning, it meant that his death was already predetermined.

There's absolutely nothing we can do.

As Lu Qing reached out to catch the flying coin, sharp, black claws ripped open his heart, tearing his skin and flesh apart.

The scalding golden blood almost instantly stained the top floor of the Marble Palace.

The scalding golden blood flowed down the silver steps.

It flows all the way into the bath below.

The enormous claw churned inside Lu Qing's chest cavity, ripping his internal organs to shreds.

"Where is the spark...?"

"Why do you think the spark is inside me...?"

"Is it because I thought you were the demigod of trickery that you are the demigod of trickery...?"

"Yes, I think the power of thought is really useful."

Large gulps of golden blood splattered out as if it were free.

Lu Qing suddenly felt very cold because her blood had stopped flowing.

He could do nothing more and could only lean on the jade pillar engraved with ferocious beast reliefs to barely support his body.

But his scheme was successful.

Because, before it arrived, I sensed that something was wrong.

The seeds of the scheme have been stripped away and handed over to Bartlus, who will then pass them on to Cypher.

Sure enough, playing it safe was the right thing to do.

I still won.

Looking down from his vantage point, he saw Xia Die, Ti Bao, Sai Fei Er, and others already entering the Cloud Stone Heavenly Palace.

“We have arrived!” This was the voice of Tirispius.

"She's here." Lu Qing's voice trembled as she managed to utter a few words.

"Still trying to fool me." Just as Hei'e was about to leave, he discovered that a huge gate to the Hundred Realms unfolded behind him and swallowed him whole.

Lu Qing was not dead yet, but his thoughts were wandering, and his bright golden eyes gradually dimmed. He leaned against the white jade relief, his figure still looking down from above.

He looked at everyone, who surrounded Aglaia's body.

"Sister Aya..."

“Aya…”

Lu Qing looked around at himself again, feeling a sense of loneliness from being all alone; he was already used to it.

They've been crazy for a long time.

Although Lu Qing's obsession has not yet been resolved, there is no longer any chance.

Below the stage was a catwoman grieving the passing of Sister Aya.

On the stage, I am a person whose life is exhausted.

Although the misunderstanding has not been cleared up, Lu Qing has a clear conscience.

Your thoughts finally came to a complete standstill at a certain moment, and you lowered your proud head.

The dim, orange light, filtering through the windows of the marble palace, was like a layer of warm gauze, draped over your shoulders where the bloodstains had not yet dried, bringing a touch of warmth. Flocks of birds flew back across the blue sky, finally returning to silence.

The scattered tarot cards in your arms have rolled to the ground.

The topmost image is the result of your last divination before this trip.

However, you did not view the results.

Regardless of the outcome, you're certain you'll do it.

And now, that tarot card falls from the sky, fluttering like a dancing and agile spring spirit.

The hunchbacked "Grim Reaper," wielding a dark scythe, sneers at the powerlessness of fate.

You passed away amidst an overwhelming tide of loneliness.

"Simulation ended"

Chapter 129 Simulated Ending

[March 7th: Wait, what's playing? That's a knife! Aminos!! I'm done playing!]

[Fireworks: March 7th: It looks like a knife, but I'm not sure. Let's keep walking and see.]

[Fireworks: March 7th: It's all knives! They're all knives! I'm about to lose it!]

[Star: It's not that easy.]

[Aglaia: Lu Qing: Will the wind that travels far stop for me?]

[Fireworks: Saifeier: I can't tell, I really can't tell!]

[Seele: Oops, they didn't even meet before they died? Other simulation novels don't write it like this! They should raise each other first, then redeem each other, and finally clear up the misunderstandings and live happily ever after!]

Bronya: Just kidding, this is something you'll regret for the rest of your life.

March 7th: Little pearls are about to fall.

[Ruan Mei: Darling, even though Sai Fei'er is gone, I'm still here. I can completely replace her and become the only cat.]

[Sai Fei: You've gone a bit too far.]

[Xia Die: @Sai Fei'er, senior, are you secretly shedding your little pearls?]

[Aglaia: That's how I feel, but I can't say it, or I'll start breathing on it.]

The holy city of Ohema.

The romantic demigod Aglaia is dead.

The atmosphere was extremely somber, and almost everyone present was enveloped in a sense of melancholy.

This demigod, who had supported Ohma for thousands of years and devoted himself to the cause, died at the hands of an unknown poison.

Tian couldn't bear to see her miserable state. Just as she opened the door, she seemed to see a black-haired, golden-eyed figure leaning against the wall on the top floor of the Cloud Stone Palace.

It shouldn't be a misperception.

She planned to go up and take a look.

The semi-spiral silver staircase was covered with dense golden blood, making it look damp.

After thinking for a moment, Tian turned around and called out.

"Little Butterfly, 'we' have discovered that there seem to be other people up there!!!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Die turned slightly to the side, looking at the silver staircase covered in golden blood. She took a deep breath and looked at the top of the staircase.

There, the air was thick with the scent of death.

Combined with the golden blood on the steps, it's not hard to deduce that another demigod of the Golden Bloodline perished here.

"Gentlemen, there seems to be more trouble upstairs."

"Butterfly, are there still dead people up there?" Feng Jin asked.

"Okay, everyone, let's go up and take a look first."

Aglaia's death is a foregone conclusion, but perhaps those on the top floor of the Marble Palace still have a chance of survival.

The fluttering, worn-out tarot cards landed right on Saifei's chest.

As if she understood something, she flipped over the card called "Death".

The Grim Reaper, wielding a scythe, seemed to be sneering at something.

This tarot card brought back some beautiful memories that she didn't want to recall.

She moved with incredible speed, leaping over Xia Die and the others from the handrail of the stairs in a few bounds, and landed on the top floor of the Cloud Stone Palace.

Almost instantly, she saw the boy in black robes lying in a pool of blood.

The ground was littered with shattered hearts, intestines, and rotten flesh mixed with golden blood, all surrounding the black-clad youth in the center. The scene was almost nauseating.

[Fireworks: Wait, let me add a mosaic.]

Almost instantly, Sai Feier felt like gagging, but couldn't make a sound; it seemed like something was blocking her throat.

After a long while, she finally came to her senses.

What just happened...?

Why is he here?

She received no answer.

"Senior Sai Feier, are you alright? You look terrible." Xia Die bowed slightly. She and the others had arrived at the top floor of the Cloud Stone Palace.

"No...it's nothing...what could possibly be wrong with me..." Sai Fei'er forced a smile.

Everyone assumed she was grieving for Aya's passing, but Saifeier knew that she had lost two very important people today.

Boss Lu Qing, after all these years, is our reunion really going to be a death...?

Xia slowly approached, then dipped her finger in some of the golden blood on the ground and sniffed it.

"Did you discover anything at that moment, Teacher Xia?" Feng Jin asked.

"Although I don't know him, I'm certain that he is the Demigod of Deception of our time, the Demigod of Deception who has never shown his face."

"A demigod of trickery? But we've never seen him before." Xia Die frowned slightly.

“I don’t know then. But since he appeared in the Cloud Stone Palace, the Golden Weaver Girl might know some inside information. However, the Golden Weaver Girl is already dead, so there are no more clues.” Xia pondered for a moment and shook her head slightly.

“Let him rest in peace, Xiaodie. A demigod who died in battle should not lie in such a stench without dignity.”

Xia spoke at that moment.

Saifeier simply watched quietly from the side. Suddenly, she remembered something and took out the golden nymph from her pocket, which was something Aglaia had given her.

She felt the nymph trembling, as if trying to tell her something.

"Excuse me, everyone, I have something very important to tell you." With that, Sai Fei'er disappeared from the spot in a few flashes.

The holy city of Ohema.

Saifeier placed the golden nymph on the table.

"Sister Aya, I want to know the truth about all of this."

After a brief pause, the golden nymph began to vibrate its wings.

"Sefaria, you're still so impatient."

“Sefaria, I didn’t mean to hide it. I met him the day you arrived in Ohm, but he seemed unwilling to tell you his identity.”

"He asked me for help and found the spark of a scheme. It seems that he used this to make a lie, but I don't know the specifics."

Sai Fei'er remained silent for a long time before she finally spoke.

"Sister Aya, actually, he never disliked me at all."

"I don't know, but I think so, Sefaria."

Saifeier finally let out a soft sigh. As the nymphs on the table fell silent once more, she sat still in her place, like a fixed clay sculpture.

For some reason, she always had this illusion that the person who should have died from the Black Calamity was herself, just like in her countless dreams.

"Sister-in-law?"

"Hmm?" She raised her eyes and looked at the purple thing that had appeared in front of her.

“I’m Thief Spirit, Bartrus. The boss told me to give you this.”