Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Chapter 486 Echoes from Outside the Arena

Backlund time, 17:00 on Winter Rite

There are 3 hours left until the Outpost launch.

In an inconspicuous corner of the amusement park, three little mice were secretly crouching in the bushes.

"My goodness, to witness such a magnificent and extraordinary scene, even death would be worth the price of admission!"

Red Hearts Seven covered his normal left eye with his hand, opened his dark, lifeless outer eye wide, stared up at the hideous wound in the sky, grinned and laughed loudly, and stretched his neck to try to see out.

"Hey, hide!"

The three of diamonds reluctantly shrank back, and casually pulled the seven of hearts, who was looking around, back into the corner.

The struggle between the two sides gradually intensified, and the entire amusement park became a battlefield for divine contests. Vibrant and dreamlike colors flowed like a rainbow across the ruins, evoking a fairytale-like fantasy.

A bloody and sinister red glow immediately spread, opening its filthy maw to tear at the colorful dream, until the blood permeated every inch of the ruins, purifying and separating the polluted land.

The magnificent colors, of course, could not tolerate such vile desecration. They transformed into ribbons, suppressing the differentiated red radiance layer by layer, and recombining it into the earth and buildings, constructing a twisted and absurd castle.

Two forces are vying for the right to define this space-time, and the entire amusement park, centered around the magician and the guiding angel, begins to twist and mutate from the inside out.

"The situation is getting increasingly out of control!"

"Three of Squares!"

"While I admit the scene was indeed beautiful, I think it's better if we don't die here so easily."

"To die from peeping at gods fighting is too pathetic. If you're going to die, at least die making headlines!"

Under the immense strength of the muscular man, Three of Diamonds, the slender and tall Seven of Hearts was dragged into the house and pinned to a corner.

There was a hole in the corner of the wall, so Seven of Hearts simply used his Eye of the Outsider to block the hole, spying on the battle outside and admiring the magnificent scene.

"Okay, seven of hearts, three of diamonds... wait, what about the five of clubs??"

The three of diamonds turned around and found that the five of clubs had suddenly disappeared. He quickly looked around and finally found her outside the window.

Mei Hua Wu stood blankly in the middle of the road, staring blankly at the angels fighting in the distance. A silly smile gradually appeared on her usually expressionless face.

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

She was caught up in the chaotic pollution.

Control of the realm swung back and forth between the two forces like a ball, turning the entire amusement park's spirituality upside down. The closer one got to the center of the battle, the more chaotic the spiritual attributes became. The dazzling, mysterious, and unpredictable supreme power, the miraculous power that was once worshipped, fell into disorder and chaos, degenerating into a suffocating and extraordinary pollution in the eyes of ordinary mortals.

The strange phenomena in the world eroded Plum Blossom Five's reason from all directions, making her even more immersed in this wondrous divine power. The more it was polluted and invaded, the more she lingered, and the more she slid into the abyss of loss of control.

But Plum Blossom Wu didn't care.

Upon witnessing this war of angels, the Five of Clubs suddenly felt as if they had come to understand many things all at once.

"Tell me, why is that, Three of Diamonds?"

"Huh? What do you mean, why?"

Three of Diamonds shouted against the strong wind, somewhat bewildered by the babbling of Five of Clubs.

"Why? Why are we here?"

Mei Hua Wu looked up and pointed to the terrifying crack in the sky.

"Look, what is that?"

"Uh...is it a scar on the sky? The power of the gods? A harbinger of the end of the world?"

"No! No no no no no!"

Plum Blossom Five's expression grew increasingly frenzied as he stared intently at the blood-red crack in the sky.

"That's—a trick by the gods!"

"See that wound? That's proof of their fighting."

"This is not only a clash of great forces, but also a contest of cunning!"

"Step by step, little by little, time and time again, you lure the other party into your trap, and then fall into their trap without them even realizing it."

"One layer inside another, one after another."

"What a brilliant scheme!"

"This is a symphony, this is a waltz, this is... the pinnacle of art! A cunning scheme that even the gods would bow down to!"

As the pollution continued to erode the environment, Mei Hua Wu suddenly felt a sense of relief.

The previously stagnant and muddy thoughts suddenly broke free from the long-confined and confining cage, surging towards the boundless, formless, and soundless world beyond.

The rising floodwaters finally breached the dam, the silent chandeliers suddenly lit up, and the massive machinery immediately started up.

Her mind had never been so light, flowing freely in the world of thought, analyzing and deconstructing this divine confrontation at an alarming speed.

Suddenly, Plum Blossom Five understood many things she had never been able to comprehend before, the close connections between all things, and the unity and paradox between you, me, and everyone else.

It seemed that all the answers in the world appeared in Plum Blossom Five's mind at this moment.

Why did the king issue decrees? Why is the plague spreading everywhere?

What are those gibberish words? What language are those square characters meticulously carved?

The answers to all the tricks were laid bare before her eyes, revealing their most fundamental essence, detailing every aspect of themselves to Plum Blossom Five. Like dissected specimens, they were neatly arranged in Plum Blossom Five's world, within easy reach.

Yet she couldn't grasp these exquisite and ingenious schemes, nor could she articulate these riddles and answers simultaneously. They flowed into Plum Blossom Five's mind like water, only to slip away smoothly from her thoughts. She scooped up handfuls of them from the riverbank of her mind, but didn't know how to express them in a comprehensible way.

So Plum Blossom Five simply gave up on expressing himself and devoted himself entirely to thinking about and exploring the divine tricks.

The more you think, the clearer things become; the more you understand, the more polluted they become.

In an endless cycle of exploration and madness, the Five of Plums finally struggled and groped its way to something. It was a soft yet resilient boundary that prevented the Five of Plums' thoughts from rising any further.

Boundaries are constraints, restrictions, and even more so... protection.

No...no!

That's not enough, that's not enough!

Let me out, let me explore!!

until—

The truth behind the gods' trickery!!!

A thick, black liquid began to ooze from her face, then dripped into the air and disappeared.

Plum Blossom Five didn't care about any of that.

She thought of the Seven of Hearts, the demon wolf confined to the archipelago, and the lost god on the misty sea.

Amidst the scream of the Three of Diamonds, the Five of Clubs pulled out a piece of obsidian and, without hesitation, stabbed it into his right eye.

"--Hello!!!"

Finally, her madness erupted like a tsunami, breaching the last bulwark.