Imprisoned for a Trillion Years, I Was Worshipped by All Gods!

In an instant, Greg's mind snapped back to clarity.

Just moments ago, he had been dead set on killing Daniel.

But then, the Artisan's Sanctuary official had silently warned him with a mere glance.

Greg immediately remembered the previous warning:

He could not cause a death inside the magic array!

Taking a deep breath, Greg forced himself to calm down.

Yes.

He couldn't kill anyone within the magic array.

He had simply been too enraged by Daniel to think clearly.

Now that he had regained his composure, he started making new preparations.

This time, Greg planned to use a gust of wind to sweep Daniel off his feet and into the water, eliminating him from the competition.

But Daniel immediately sensed the changes Greg was making to the magic array.

And this time…

Daniel wasn't going to send it straight back at Greg.

If Greg kept getting hit by his own traps, he might wise up and stop interfering altogether.

And that would be boring.

Daniel had been deliberately provoking Greg after the fire incident, hoping the guy would keep going.

If Greg stopped now, the fun would be over.

So instead—

Daniel redirected Greg's modification to someone else. Experience more on My Virtual Library Empire

It landed on a brawny man, someone who looked like he wasn't easy to mess with.

Just as the man hesitated and took his next step—

A sudden gust of wind swept toward him.

Though the wind seemed gentle, it was actually powerful enough to knock someone into the water.

However, the man's mana surged, and with a quick counterattack, he shattered the gust of wind instantly.

Greg had been preparing to defend himself from his own trap—

But when he saw the wind strike someone else instead, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Wait… what?!"

How had the attack landed on someone ahead of Daniel?

Had he miscalculated again?

Determined to get it right, Greg kept making adjustments.

But now, strange things began happening all over the lake.

Some contestants got hit by ice spikes.

Others got struck by blades of wind.

None of the attacks were lethal, but they threatened to knock people into the water if they weren't careful.

Those who were vigilant managed to avoid elimination.

But what was strange was—

The attacks only targeted those at the front.

Whoever was closest to Lake Island was the one getting hit.

Which made no sense.

If Thousand Suns Hall was testing them, why would they deliberately target the first-place competitors?

Trials were supposed to be randomly placed obstacles, not penalties for being ahead.

It didn't benefit Thousand Suns Hall at all.

Something was off.

Some contestants skilled in magic arrays quickly realized the problem.

If Thousand Suns Hall had designed this, the obstacles wouldn't have been so predictable.

Every single attack was too precise—it always struck whoever was in first place.

Clearly…

Someone was tampering with the magic array.

Then, someone finally noticed Greg at the back—

Constantly modifying the array.

Because Greg was positioned further behind, most contestants hadn't paid attention to him.

But the spectators on the shore had seen everything.

Suddenly, a loud voice shouted from the crowd:

"It's him! The guy who got burned and struck by lightning earlier! He's messing with the magic array to sabotage people!"

Immediately, all eyes turned toward Greg.

At that moment, Greg had just been preparing his next attack on Daniel.

But before he could execute it—

He felt everybody's gaze land on him.

Those who had been hit by the mysterious attacks finally put the pieces together.

Realizing that Greg was responsible, their eyes filled with rage.

In that instant, Greg became public enemy number one.

Meanwhile, Daniel…

Daniel was watching the entire situation unfold.

With great amusement.

In fact—

He was walking backward, observing Greg's predicament like an audience member enjoying a show.

After all, the magic array wasn't going to change anymore.

Greg had completely fallen into self-doubt.

He was a recognized prodigy in Artisan's Sanctuary, particularly in magic arrays.

Even senior array masters had praised his talent.

So, in Greg's mind—

Messing with a simple magic array should have been effortless.

Yet now—

Every time he thought he had it right, the result was completely off.

Every time he targeted Daniel, the wrong person got hit.

It made no sense.

Could it be…

Daniel's luck was simply that ridiculous?

But while Greg was questioning reality—

The other contestants had lost their patience.

"This bastard has been sabotaging us this whole time! Thousand Suns Hall, are you just going to allow this?!"

"What kind of despicable coward does this?! Why is he even here?!"

"He should be banned from Thousand Suns Hall forever!"

Greg's rage flared up instantly.

What did these weaklings think they could do?

If they weren't strong enough, that was their problem!

"Yeah, it was me. So what?"

Greg sneered.

"You weaklings should shut up. If you don't like it, why don't you modify the magic array yourselves?"

His voice turned icy as he added:

"I am from Artisan's Sanctuary. Watch your tone when you speak to me."

The moment he said "Artisan's Sanctuary", the crowd fell silent.

No one dared to offend one of the most powerful factions.

Most of them quietly turned away, focusing back on navigating the magic array.

But—

A few people weren't intimidated.

"So what if you're from Artisan's Sanctuary?! You'll pay for what you did!"

"Yeah! You think being part of Artisan's Sanctuary means you can do whatever you want?!"

"Just because you know magic arrays, you think you're untouchable? Who's to say there isn't someone here better than you?"

"Exactly! Besides, wasn't this guy the one getting burned and struck by lightning earlier? Maybe there's already a hidden master among us punishing him!"

That last comment—

That was the final straw.

Greg's anger exploded.

Fire.

Lightning.

A hidden master?

That hillbilly from Velen's Forge—a hidden master?!

"You dare mock me?!"

Fury erupted from Greg as he locked onto the one who had just spoken.

But—

That person didn't back down.

Neither did the others who had insulted Greg earlier.

More and more people stepped forward, standing against him.

Just as the confrontation was about to escalate—

A powerful aura surged from Thousand Suns Hall's floating ship.

A booming voice declared:

"This is a competition of enlightenment, not a battle arena. If you wish to fight, you will be disqualified immediately."

Instantly, everyone backed down.

Even Greg.

At that moment, he received another warning from Artisan's Sanctuary.

And this time—

It was far more serious than before.

Greg knew—

If he lost control again…

He'd be forced to leave.

Meanwhile, Daniel watched his perfect setup unfold and smiled.

It was a shame, though.

If they had actually started fighting, it would have been even more entertaining.