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Wang Ping (66): “That’s the situation. So, don’t take it to heart. Cai Yonglong and Fang Yun’s deaths are not your fault. On the contrary, you’ve even avenged them.”

Wang Ping also felt a bit complicated about the situation.

As a latecomer in the group, he was profoundly affected by the death of Cai Yonglong and Fang Yun.

“Mr. Cai, I hope you won’t be reeled into such a troublesome chat group in your next life.”

Wang Ping sighed inwardly.

After several simulations, Wang Ping realized that even without this task, Cai Yonglong would still die. His death merely shifted from the hands of an enigma to the mouth of a Transcendent Realm Monster.

In the Profound World, he could change the future and let Cai Yonglong avoid death.

However, in other worlds, he couldn’t intervene.

Moreover, as Zhang Jun stated, even he would face danger if he went there.

“l used to get arrogant because of the Life Simulator. However, even with the Life Simulator, we need to be extremely careful when dealing with enigmas. Now, the Enigma of Dreams has gained information about us through the group members. So, similar enigmas that can predict the future might appear in the future. If I completely trust the simulation content of the Life Simulator at that time, I might not even know how I die.”

Wang Ping took a deep breath, muttering to himself.

Zhang Hu (5): “Wu Jun, how much reward did you guys get this time? Maybe you can buy a Rebirth Tally for protection.”

At this time, Zhang Hu sent another message.

Wu Jun (20): “l think I got about 500,000 group points.”

Zhang Jun (70): “10,000 group points.”

Wang Shuqi (74): “l got 20,000 group points. It seems that the timing of my provocation was crucial.”

Wang Ping (66): “500,000 group points? This time, the enigma was quite valuable. However, considering its ability and the extent of damage caused to the group members, it is worth that price. Wu Jun, save some points to optimize Golden Finger, it might come in handy in the future.”

Wu Jun (20): “l understand.”

Zhang Jun (70): “Mr. Wang, how are things on your end? Have you found the enigma?”

Wang Ping (66): “We found it and have a way to get through. However, considering your situation, I suddenly don’t think it will be easy to kill it….”

Wang Ping shook his head slightly and explained the situations in the Profound World and his conjecture about the Enigma Chat Group.

For a moment, everyone fell silent, their spirits burdened.

If it were as Wang Ping hypothesized, and there actually was an Enigma Chat Group, the leakage of information was inevitable.

In other words, there’s no guarantee that Wang Ping and the others could safely complete the group task this time,

If something unexpected happened, they might face a situation where death was the only outcome given the significant disparity in their powers.

It could be said that the emergence of the enigma in these two worlds placed a heavy burden on the spirits of the group members in the Transmigrator Chat Group, even giving them a suffocating feeling.

In the past, they were tempted by the substantial benefits Liu Mei obtained.

Then, they fell into a panic due to the simultaneous appearance of enigmas and were even more chilled due to the Enigma of Dreams in Fang Yun’s world.

Now, they were startled by Wang Pings conjecture.

In essence, they had been overly optimistic last time – treating enigmas as if they were prized possessions led to them courting death.

Wang Ping (66): “Of course, all of this is just my conjecture. What we need to do ultimately won’t change; we can only forge ahead stubbornly. Alright, I’m going off the grid now. The earlier we finish the task according to the plan, the earlier we can return.’

After saying that, Wang Ping went off the grid.

Zhang Hu, Qin Tian, Chen Yao, and Lin Yuanyuan also silently went off the grid.

As for Wu Jun and the others, they all didn’t feel like chatting anymore and followed suit.

For a moment, the group chat calmed down once again.

A silence like death.

No one had time to mourn for the deaths of Cai Yonglong and Fang Yun, two predecessor transmigrators. They could only push forward with all their might.

Otherwise, the same outcome awaited them.

Half a month later, in a royal city, the Pope of Light was preaching at the city center.

Surrounding him, the Church of Radiance’s warriors maintained order and protected the Pope.

Additionally, concealed Light Arcane Gods were ready to launch defensive-type forbidden curses at any time.

And Wang Ping, Qin Tian, Chen Yao, and Lin Yuanyuan were all lurking, waiting for the right opportunity.

Just as the Pope’s speech reached its climax, and everyone relaxed somewhat, Wang Ping, Qin Tian, and Chen Yao’s eyes suddenly sharpened, and they went into action.

The Illusion Array that had been set up beforehand was instantly activated, enveloping the Pope and his company.

“No good!” The complexion of the Light Arcane God changed, and he was about to cast a forbidden curse, only for Wang Ping to appear before him as if he were a ghost. Wang Ping exerted his maximum speed and strength, struck the Light Arcane God directly into a blood fog, and killed him instantaneously.

Then, Wang Ping quickly rushed into the Illusion Array and targeted the Pope of Light.

The Pope of Light, trapped in the Illusion Array, was totally unaware as he was easily knocked out by Wang Ping.

This eased Wang Pings worries.

It seemed that there was no connection between the enigmas.

Or, at the very least, there was no connection between these two enigmas.

Otherwise, things wouldn’t have gone so smoothly.

Just now, Wang Ping was prepared to claim rewards at the critical moment and forcefully increase his combat power.

“Lin Yuanyuan, quickly drain his power!”

Wang Ping shouted, using his power to roll Lin Yuanyuan over.

Lin Yuanyuan also didn’t hesitate at all. The moment she arrived, she gritted her teeth, ripped apart her clothes, stripped off the Pope’s robe, and began draining his power.

Soon, the Pope was visibly drained at an alarming rate with his power being transferred to Lin Yuanyuan. This made Lin Yuanyuan appear somewhat divine at this moment.

Of course, considering her present situation, it seemed a bit blasphemous.

However, no one at the scene cared about that. They knew they would be facing an even bigger problem.

Sure enough, an incredibly terrifying energy floated out of the Pope’s body

and exploded into a blinding light.

“Retreat!”

Seeing this burst of light, Wang Pings pupils shrank sharply, and he yelled in anxiety in his mind.

Immediately afterward, they all turned into white lights and disappeared from the spot.

At the very moment of their retreat, the divine power of the Light Lord God exploded, sweeping everything around it.

Everything here was reduced to ashes!