I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1832: Unbelievable Luck

An Lin felt like he had come across a dumb c*nt opponent.

He had seen opponents accidentally wound themselves before, yet this was the first time he had seen an opponent kill themself through playing a game. Most importantly, this retarded opponent was a paramount Heavenly God…

"Player, revive!"

A mechanical voice boomed through the Game Realm again.

The purple indicator needle, which hovered in the center of the Game Realm, lit up with a brilliant divine light.

"Threefold, Fire Sage Fist!"

"Realm Creation Soul Power Golden Sword!"

A scorching flame that was capable of incinerating all matter burst forth from the physical An Lin's fist. Meanwhile, the divine sense An Lin summoned a supreme divine sense holy sword that was capable of cutting through all matter. Both An Lins attacked the purple indicator needle at the same time.

It was very likely that this indicator needle was the core of the Game Realm!

Boom!

Flames exploded outward.

As though it had struck an indestructible barrier, the physical An Lin's fist came to an abrupt halt ten feet away from the indicator needle.

An Lin's expression became serious. In terms of strength, his fist had already surpassed the level of the Dao Integration Pinnacle Stage. Moreover, it was imbued with an extremely pure Heaven Crushing True Intent, meaning that it was powerful enough to cripple a Heavenly God. Yet he was unable to shatter this barrier?

Ding!

His golden soul power sword transformed into a streak of piercing golden light and stabbed into the invisible void surrounding the indicator needle. Like the physical An Lin's fist, however, it was also impeded by some invisible barrier. However, as the golden light quivered, it actually managed to creep forward slowly!

At the same moment, the entire Game Realm expressed a feeling of fear.

"Detected player attempting to vandalize the game. Now activate the obliteration mechanism!"

An irritated voice boomed through the Game Realm.

A train that was chugging along on the ground instantly blew its air horn and crashed into the sky toward An Lin. A toy bear that was resting against a castle also let out a roar before lunging at An Lin.

Elsewhere, a pair of scissors sliced through the air and chopped at An Lin's neck.

A small golden speaker also started to blast demonic music into An Lin's ears.

…

One after another, the toys and props in the Game World started to move. Each of them was imbued with a supreme nomological law, and An Lin was unable to ignore the powers that they unleashed.

"F*ck off!" Seven holy flames burst into life around the physical An Lin. Like raging flames of destruction, they swept through the surrounding space and incinerated everything that flew toward An Lin. The physical An Lin focused on defending against the obliteration mechanism of the Game Realm, and the divine sense An Lin focused on breaking through the invisible barrier that surrounded the purple indicator needle.

Amid the boundless sea of holy flames, there was a single pocket of space that remained unconsumed by the fire.

The clown's body rematerialized in the air. However, an extra crack had appeared on the divine halo above his head. Moreover, there were a series of small fractures surrounding the two cracks, and it seemed as though the divine halo was about to crumble at any moment.

"An Lin, die!

"Death Poker!"

The clown had clearly descended into a state of violent rage already. Once again, a gigantic playing card materialized in his hands. After quickly reciting the rules of the game, the clown tossed the playing card into the air.

"With absolute fairness comes supreme power. This time, I'll definitely make you experience the supreme power of the Heavenly Gods. Die!"

Boom!

The playing card crashed to the ground.

The image of the blue flowers silently stared up at them.

The clown's smile froze on his face.

An Lin: "…"

Rumble…

The devastating nomological power of the Game Realm crashed into the Heavenly Game God's body once more, mercilessly tearing him to shreds.

An Lin was at a loss for words. He had no idea how to mock this Heavenly God anymore.

"Let's continue vandalizing this Game Realm," the physical An Lin suggested.

A dazzling radiance erupted from the divine sense An Lin's golden soul power sword. The sword projection inched closer and closer to the purple indicator needle as it slowly tore through the invisible defense of the Game Realm.

"Player, revive!"

An extremely mechanical voice boomed through the air.

The clown's body rematerialized again.

Crack…

Another glaring crack appeared on the divine halo above his head.

The clown panted heavily, and even the gigantic painted smile on his face was unable to hide his current vexation and anger. "Impossible… How can this be? How can my luck be so horrible?"

As he spoke, another gigantic playing card appeared in his hands.

"I don't believe this! Just once… If the front of the card lands face-up just once, then I'll definitely be able to kill you!" The Heavenly Game God howled in vexation as he recited the rules of the game again.

He knew that he was no match for the current An Lin. If he didn't use this kind of method to maximize his heavenly god power, then he stood absolutely no chance of defeating An Lin.

He couldn't turn back now. He could only gamble with his life!

The two An Lins exchanged a glance.

The divine sense An Lin continued to stab toward the core of the Game Realm.

Meanwhile, the physical An Lin dashed toward the clown. The wind divine halo had materialized above his head, and a barrier of wind had also enveloped his entire body. The nomological power of the Game Realm smashed into him, yet it would still be quite a while before it could breach the wind barrier that surrounded his body.

"Heavenly Wind Power—Heavenly Blade!"

An Lin unsheathed his Evil-Slaying Sword and infused his heavenly god power onto its blade. Then, he slashed out a dazzling white sword projection that could slice through all matter.

"You can't stop me!" The Heavenly Game God had already finished reciting the rules of the game. He laughed maniacally as he tossed another playing card into the air. At the same time, a shield that was formed from tens of thousands of playing cards materialized before his body. "I'm immune to damage when the game is active. Armor, infinite superposition!"

There was an earth-shattering collision.

When the Evil-Slaying Sword cut into the playing card shield, it was as though it had hit an extremely solid barrier. Layer after layer of playing cards was sliced apart, yet the speed at which the sword advanced was painfully slow.

The gigantic playing card thudded to the ground with a loud boom.

An Lin and the clown were both extremely nervous as they glanced toward the card.

Immediately afterward, the clown almost fainted in anger.

It's the backside again!

An Lin couldn't help but burst into a fit of laughter. "Brother, you're fairly lucky today, aren't you?"

"Ahhhhhh… Why?!" The clown was about to have a mental breakdown.

An Lin continued to tease him, "Why don't you change the rules? If you reversed the rules, then I would've died three times already!"

At this moment, the nomological power of the Game Realm had already gathered together and surged toward the Heavenly Game God like a raging torrent. The nomological power was so fearsome that even An Lin felt slightly apprehensive.

He had to admit, if this power was targeted at him, it would indeed pose a serious threat.

"Game Realm, deactivate!" the Heavenly Game God roared. "Hurry up and deactivate! I don't want to play anymore!"

A mechanical voice suddenly boomed through the Game Realm.

"If you play the game, then you have to follow its rules. Losers cannot escape punishment. This is the law!"

An Lin: "…"

Heavenly Game God: "…"

The Heavenly Game God was chided by his own heavenly god power.

Boom!

The clown's body was once again blasted into smithereens by the nomological power of the Game Realm.

"Sigh, what a retard." An Lin shook his head.

At this moment, a voice boomed through the Game Realm again.

"Player, revive!

"Warning. Heavenly god power has suffered severe damage. Energy insufficient.

"Player revival failed."

An Lin: "…"

"Reattempting player revival.

"Injecting all energy…"

At this moment, the purple indicator needle suddenly started to disintegrate by itself.

The Game Realm also started to shatter and fall apart.

An Lin felt a rush of dizziness. Then, he found that he had reappeared back in his original spot.

Frosty winds screamed past and snowflakes swirled through the sky.

The Heavenly Game God panted heavily as he half-knelt on the ground. His aura was weak, and the divine halo above his head was already filled with a dense network of cracks and fractures.

It was clear that he was on death's door!