Infinite: Starting from Infiltrating Other Spaces

They gathered here to learn, research, and explore the mysteries and truths of magic.

He was also a fervent supporter of ascension ceremonies.

That square was the site of the ascension ceremony for Sunset City.

Upon learning this secret, the Eternal Night Pilgrimage began a long and arduous scheme.

The ranch of the Temple of Light is too large, and the probability of entering the Demon Prison Star is extremely low.

And so, year after year, every member of the Eternal Night Pilgrimage Guild who entered Demon Prison Star completed their work.

They quietly accumulated resources and gradually figured out the situation in the square.

The ritual platform, which was originally inscribed with an ascension array, was modified.

"Look, this is destiny... this is an unavoidable fate..."

Guge stared at the towering, blood-red pillar of light before him, only the information he had once read slowly flowing through his mind.

How can it not be fate?

He marveled at the wonder of fate.

If this plaza weren't a super ascension array itself, only a few nodes would need to be changed.

How could an individual possibly construct a sacrificial summoning array with such power?

If it weren't for the extremely high-grade ritual items on the ceremonial platform, they could still be used.

How does he obtain items of the light orange grade?

Incidentally, these props can also be used as bait to attract apostles who can satisfy the ritual.

If this world itself hadn't already held an ascension ceremony, it would be right between the second and third tiers.

It is in a superimposed abnormal state.

How could he summon monsters that surpass the second tier?

Gulagg calls these... fate.

His bloodshot eyes were filled with fervor, and even brimming with tears.

He saw his 'fate' coming.

Next, the apostles will become sacrifices, and the great Blood God will command His loyal servants to answer the call.

Top-tier Tier 3 monsters will become his sharpest weapons.

There will be no being on the entire Demon Prison Star who can rival a Tier 3 peak monster.

And I—will lead the summoned Tier 3 monsters to reap the entire world!

Hundreds of Crimson Keys, treasure chests dropped by Overlord-level and even King-level bosses.

He will conquer the entire Demon Prison Star and seize all its resources!

This is the starting point for the Eternal Night Pilgrimage Guild to take another step forward, and it is also the starting point for Gulagg to become the supreme agent of the Temple!

The apostle, imprisoned in place by the sacrificial array, looked in despair at the figure in the distance who seemed like a madman.

Wisps of blood mist drifted from their bodies and disappeared into the massive blood-red pillar in the center of the plaza.

You should be thankful—

Guge slowly walked over, his white ceremonial robes stained with specks of blood.

It was as if a bloody massacre had just taken place.

He looked at the apostle, whose only remaining ability was to move his eyes.

Sensing the emotions contained in their gazes: anger, resentment, coldness, murderous intent, pleading, despair...

These emotions were like fuel for the fire in his heart.

He had never felt so clearly what 'power' and 'life and death' meant.

These powerful apostles are now like a flock of lambs to the slaughter!

Gulag even saw many familiar faces among them, all of whom were top 100 players in the arena.

He suddenly thought of Xia, and a sense of regret welled up in his heart.

Unfortunately, this strongest dog had a very keen sense of smell and managed to escape.

Otherwise, he would be in a much better mood now... But it doesn't matter, once the blood sacrifice is over, he will bring the pet bestowed by the Blood God.

Clean up this world thoroughly, extract every last drop of value, and with unprecedented gains, ascend to the third tier!

Gulagge sat down leisurely, and he even had the leisure to have his gilded high-backed chair brought down.

Sitting right in front of these apostles, he didn't notice that among the temporary team of apostles who had been secretly killed not far away, the walkie-talkie he had given himself was flashing green.

With a contented smile, Gulagg crossed his legs and said:

"I'm glad I still have value as a Bloody Key, otherwise if I released my control, most of you would be dried into dry bodies in an instant."

He gave a 'sad' smile:

"In order to allow you to live a little longer, I had to slow down the rate at which the magic array was drawing your life force."

It is about gradually absorbing from each and every one of them on an average basis.

Look, I am so kind..."

The emotions in those gazes changed, becoming angry and filled with murderous intent.

Guge chuckled softly:

"I know what you're thinking. You're thinking about the Temple of Light's interference?"

Some gazes became filled with doubt and uncertainty, while others were as lifeless and dull as death.

Those who think the temple will interfere are mostly individual people or small teams.

However, the members of the large teams and guilds were perfectly aware that the Temple of Light would not interfere.

Everything the temple does is to cultivate outstanding apostles who will bring them sufficient benefits once they grow up.

As long as everything is compliant, Gug's actions will only be judged by the temple as those of a high-potential and outstanding apostle.

In other words, why would the temple punish and stop excellent apostles instead of rescuing a group of 'useless' people?

Gulagg spread his hands happily:

"Or, you can try to kill me!"

"I am the one presiding over the entire ceremony; killing me can also stop the ceremony—"

After a pause of one second, Guge shook his head:

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

"You're all useless. I've already said all that, and not one of you dares to make a move."

The two vampires behind the high-backed chairs lowered their heads, even inside the Eternal Night Pilgrimage Guild.

Viscount Gulagg's faction was also known for being 'cunning, cruel, and fickle'.

The translated meaning is... 'pervert'

The anger in the eyes of the humiliated apostle below seemed to materialize, but such a gaze only made Guracg more pleased.

"Okay—I'll close my eyes and stand right here. You all have to seize this opportunity!"

He indeed walked up to the frozen apostles and perfunctorily closed one eye.

"I'll only give you 3 seconds—"

"3"

..........

"2"

........

"1--"

Sizzle!

A blinding flash of lightning ripped through the night sky, dispelling the darkness like thunder.

It illuminated Gulag's face, which had suddenly changed color.

Amidst the incredulous gazes of all the apostles, lightning pierced through Gurac's chest with an overwhelming force.

They pinned him firmly to the ground.

The whistling sound came from afar, and the howling sound pierced the sky:

"You traitorous bastard, prepare to die!"

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Chapter 143 Shattering Fate! (4k!)

Under Gulag's dazed gaze, a figure descended from the sky and landed heavily on the ground, with dazzling white flames burning fiercely around his body.

"call--"

The scorching breath he exhaled quickly condensed into thick water vapor in the air, engulfing his figure.

The newcomer stretched out his hand, and Gulag felt a numbness in his body. He was involuntarily carried by the lightning in his chest towards the figure.

Damn!

He let out a shriek and twisted his body violently, a spray of blood splattering out, the originally small wounds appearing gruesome and terrifying as if torn apart.

Gulag was panting heavily when the blood aura surrounding him seemed to be attracted by something, rushing towards the wound on his chest.

In the blink of an eye, the seemingly serious injury was completely healed.

He revealed a chilling yet insane smile, which was his greatest source of confidence!

Within the scope of the ritual, you will also receive a huge boost!

In other words, as long as he is within the ritual's range, Gulag is confident that he can face any Tier 2 opponent!

"you--"

Unexpectedly, the figure hidden in the steam did not speak at all, and the instant the lightning struck, it instantly transformed into a long spear.

It charged straight at him with a violent momentum.

Li Xia didn't speak, but his mouth kept grumbling, and vulgar words came out of his mouth:

"You son of a bitch! Didn't you say you'd stand still for 3 seconds and let me fuck you? What the hell are you doing running away from here?!"

Gulag's eye twitched; the hall's translation function was exceptionally powerful.

Even though his native language is English, the temple still conveyed the words to him in a very 'faithful and elegant' manner.

Not only him, but even the suppressed apostles heard it.

They seemed to have found their mouthpiece, and they couldn't wait to yell and curse even more fiercely.

Gulag opened his mouth suddenly, revealing sharp fangs, and visible sound waves emanated from it.

It's an inherent skill of vampire blood: ultrasonic attacks.

Normally, even a powerful second-tier apostle would not be well affected by this move. The damage might not be high, but the additional abnormal statuses such as tinnitus and dizziness are quite disgusting.

But to his surprise, the body that was rushing forward didn't even stop, and what shocked him even more was that the extremely filthy voice didn't stop either.

What's there to be afraid of with ultrasound waves?

"Your screams are louder than an ambulance, and you spray more gas than a fire truck. Is that you?"

"If you had just said you liked this type, I could have introduced you to some muscular, bear-like guys, wouldn't that have been fine?"

Gulagger was stunned for a moment before he realized what the other person meant by cursing.

He felt a chill rise from his feet, up his spine, and he couldn't help but shiver. He even felt his hair stand on end.