I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 941. Death Forges the Throne of Gods
Without a doubt, the third character profile is much more normal than the first two, and even has a high-ranking status.

very good.

The only problem is that we have to watch out for Kovis's spies, but it's not a big deal.

In the past, he would have been wary of Kovis, after all, he was a super genius of the eighth generation of the Plantagenets.

But for now, it's nothing to worry about.

Without much hesitation, Xia Feng had an idea.

[You have chosen to register as character profile number 3 - Conan, the third young master of the Conan family]

[Selection complete—]

[Method of Arrival: Cause and Effect Connection]

[The causal link is being finalized and has been completed.]

[Please prepare to log in, 5, 4]

The countdown was blood red, and as the blood red numbers reached zero, they transformed back into a rapidly spinning bright red ※ pattern, and the red light instantly filled Xia Feng's vision.

Xia Feng felt his consciousness rapidly declining, as if the bottomless abyss had an infinite gravitational pull, dragging him into the deepest hell.

At the same time, memories related to Conan's identity flashed through his mind like a slideshow.

Nineteen years of memories appeared vividly in his mind, as if they were real. Such a massive amount of information might cause a split personality in an ordinary spiritual master, allowing false memories to affect the original self.

However, Xia Feng's mental strength has now reached the level of Light Mastery, so this amount of information is a piece of cake for him. He easily organized it into a book in his mind and stored it in his memory library.

He categorized his memories, forming a well-organized library in his mind. Memories of his game identity were stored in the 'surface library,' without affecting his true personality in the slightest.

Whoosh—the red light faded from view, revealing a star-blue blanket draped over her thighs.

As I slowly raised my gaze, I saw a full-length mirror at the end of the dim light. In the mirror, a boy was sitting in a wheelchair with his hands folded in front of his abdomen.

The boy wore a pure white fleece pajama, his smooth platinum-gold hair reflecting the warm glow of the fireplace, but his face was covered by a pure black mask. The only part of his face that was visible was his deep black pupils, which were gentle and calm, and he had a noble air about him.

After finishing reading the memories, Xia Feng stared at himself in the mirror for two seconds, then raised his hand and took off his mask.

Sure enough, the face beneath the mask was still his own, except... he had no nose.

Conan is a character created out of thin air. In the original setting, he was disfigured. As a child, he was cursed and had his nose cut off and his legs amputated. Due to an unknown curse, he has never been able to recover.

Xia Feng looked down at his hands again. His ten fingers were long and slender, clenched into fists. He had not descended to this place through soul transfer, but had directly descended in his physical body. He had only slightly changed his appearance and been given a new identity.

"This kind of calamity that directly affects the long river of history and creates cause and effect is truly peculiar," Xia Feng muttered to himself, unable to help but feel curious.

The Calamity Realm of Calamity is 'gamification', so what kind of Calamity Realm ability would the Nine-Eyed Nightmare God, Calamity, which is on par with Calamity Realm, possess?

"Bam—!"

A faint, muffled impact was heard, and the ground shook with a buzzing sound. Xia Feng looked out the window in confusion.

Blood stains the sky, and outside the windows of towering buildings, countless laser beams of various shapes and sizes splatter as various superhumans and bizarre beastmen engage in a brutal hand-to-hand combat, resembling a superhuman battle from a Marvel movie.

"Did I wander onto the wrong set?" Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, then realized.

He wasn't in some manor or villa, but in a luxury car with an internal alternate dimension. As for the superhero battle scene outside, that was caused by the rules of the Calamity Realm.

【Disaster at the Ferry - A Playful Act】

Death forges a divine throne; do you want to experience what it's like to become a god?

[Rules of Calamity]

[1. The more of your own kind you kill, and the stronger the targets you kill, the rarer the rewards you receive at the end.]

2. The closer your relationship with the target you kill, the rarer the reward will be.

[3. Killing members of your own kind grants {experience points}, calculated according to the same rules as the two points mentioned above. Experience points can be used to level up. For each level gained, you can randomly draw three 'superpowers' from the 'Superpower Pool' and then choose one to gain. The maximum level is 100, granting 100 'superpowers'. Higher-level superpowers have stronger effects, with an upper limit equivalent to eighth-tier divine authority.]

4. These so-called superpowers can only be used within the world of destiny influenced by the Calamity; they lose their effectiveness outside of that world. They manifest in a form similar to magical artifacts, requiring no training in spirit particle configuration and can be used directly.

【5】

After gaining a general understanding of the rules of this calamity, Xia Feng glanced at his level panel.

[Account: Conan, the third son of Koch]

Current level: 0/100

[Superpower: None]

"It really is a game," Xia Feng sighed helplessly. He had no interest in killing people like crazy on this planet to level up and gain this kind of illusory superpower, since it would be useless once he left the world of The Destiny.

However, his lack of interest does not mean that others are not interested.

After all, the settlement rewards can be taken out of the world of The Destiny, and each settlement reward is incredibly powerful.

In a world where killing someone grants incredible rewards at the end of the game, ordinary people would be utterly powerless against a Spirit Master.

This 'superpower' will be an important means for ordinary people to quickly gain great power, resist, and even hunt down spirit masters!
It's even possible that an ordinary person could gain strength comparable to a Venerable One in just a few days through slaughter, which is undoubtedly terrifying.

With the sudden expansion of individual power, the dark side of human nature will inevitably erupt like a volcano, and this planet has become a haven for crime.

"Young Master, how about we call it quits?"

A middle-aged bodyguard stood behind Xia Feng, looking at the surrounding scene with a worried expression. He shook his head in a deep voice, "Uncle Han has been gone for so long. I'm afraid that if you don't leave this place of trouble soon, young master, you really won't be able to leave."

The bodyguard's voice pulled Xia Feng back to reality. He slightly raised his dark eyes and looked out the window.

Conan was frail and sickly from childhood, with a fragile mind and body. He needed to sleep at least 20 hours a day and had always stayed in the Conan Manor, rarely leaving the house. Until three days ago, his health improved slightly, and with the start of the Weiyang Academy, he was arranged by Conan Yanqing to go out and see the world.

As a result, his interpersonal relationships are very simple, and the thirty-person bodyguard team that follows him was only arranged today.

As for Uncle Han, whose full name is Lin Hanshu, he is a member of the bodyguard team.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng couldn't help but wonder if these bodyguards were originally from Sparrow King Star, and were just dispatched today to protect him, the Third Young Master who appeared out of nowhere, or if they were NPCs created out of thin air because he had formed a karmic bond and descended to this star to improve Conan's interpersonal network.

Xia Feng felt that the former was more likely than the latter being NPCs.

(End of this chapter)