God-Level Game Developer System: I Brought In-Game Items To Real World - Chapter 293

Chapter 293: Sacrificing The Guide, Summoning The Wall Of Fleece
Weiss, who had been watching silently, gave a nod of approval. “Good thinking, Ayame. Now, let’s focus on the task at hand.”

Kuroneko, who had retrieved the guide from the shadows, stepped forward. The guide looked nonchalant, his eyes lifeless, still under Kuroneko’s dark magic spell.

“Weiss, are you sure about this?” Kuroneko asked, his voice tense as he held the guide over the edge of the crater.

Weiss nodded firmly, his expression resolute. “This is the only way. The guide’s sacrifice is necessary to summon the Wall of Fleece. It’s our best chance to contain Maverick Windesburg and prevent his influence from spreading further.”

Ayame, still supporting Bianca, glanced at the guide and then back at Weiss. “The Wall of Fleece… it’s that powerful?”

Weiss met her gaze, his eyes serious. “It’s more than powerful—it’s essential. The Wall of Fleece will create a barrier around the entire island, closing in on the corruption and compressing all the evil within. Maverick may have grown stronger, but even he won’t be able to escape its grasp.”

Kuroneko tightened his grip on the guide, the lifeless figure showing no resistance. “So, this is it, then,” he muttered, steeling himself for what was to come.

Weiss stepped closer, his voice low but firm. “Remember, this isn’t about weakening Maverick’s power directly. The Wall of Fleece will force his hand, limiting his ability to use the full extent of his newly acquired powers. It’s our only chance to turn the tide.”

Ayame nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. “Then let’s not waste any more time.”

With a final, decisive motion, Kuroneko lifted the guide over the edge of the crater. The others watched in tense silence, fully aware of the ritual’s significance.

Weiss took a deep breath and gave the command. “Do it.”

Without hesitation, Kuroneko released his hold, and the guide plummeted into the molten magma below.

The moment the guide’s body touched the seething lava, the atmosphere around them changed dramatically.

A low, rumbling sound echoed across the island, growing louder with each passing second. The very ground beneath them trembled as the volcano reacted to the sacrifice.

Then, in a blinding flash, a massive surge of energy erupted from the crater, spiraling upward into the sky.

The eruption wasn’t of lava or ash but of pure, radiant light—a beacon that seemed to reach the heavens. The light twisted and coalesced into a massive, ethereal structure that began to take form high above them.

Ayame and her team watched in awe as the Wall of Fleece began to materialize.

The enormous wall, composed entirely of shimmering sheep fleece, rose from the earth, extending in all directions. It was as if the island itself was being encircled by this mystical barrier, which grew taller and more imposing with every passing moment.

The Wall of Fleece began to close in, its massive form slowly but inexorably compressing the island, aiming to contain and eliminate the evil that had taken root within.

Kuroneko stepped back, his eyes fixed on the incredible sight before them. “It’s working,” he said quietly. “The Wall of Fleece… it’s actually working.”

Weiss, standing beside him, nodded, his expression serious but hopeful. “Now we need to make sure it does what it’s supposed to. This is just the beginning.”

Ayame, Bianca, and the rest of the team could only stare in awe and anticipation as the Wall of Fleece continued to close in, knowing that this ritual was their final hope to contain Maverick Windesburg and the influence of the Outer Gods.

From their vantage point, Ayame and her team watched as the Wall of Fleece moved inexorably toward the center of the island.

The immense wall shimmered with an ethereal glow, its presence both calming and ominous. It was a force that none of them had ever witnessed before—a divine power made manifest.

In the distance, they saw movement. Maverick Windesburg, now fully aware of the encroaching threat, was not idle.

He had grown to a colossal size, towering over the landscape, his form twisted and grotesque. His once human visage was now barely recognizable, with countless black tentacles writhing from his body like serpents.

With a roar that shook the heavens, Maverick unleashed his dark magic, his tentacles lashing out at the Wall of Fleece in a desperate attempt to halt its advance.

The tendrils of darkness crashed against the wall, but instead of stopping it, they merely slowed its progress.

The Wall of Fleece shimmered and absorbed the impact, remaining unyielding.

“Maverick’s struggling,” Ayame observed, her voice tinged with a mix of fear and fascination. “Just how powerful is this Sheep God?”

Weiss, his gaze never leaving the battlefield, replied, “The Sheep God is a righteous entity, one that stands in direct opposition to the Outer Gods. Its power is meant to purify and protect, not to destroy.”

“Unless Maverick were another Outer God himself, there’s nothing he can do to stop the Wall of Fleece. Even with the power he’s gained, he’s still a mortal—albeit one who’s tampered with forces beyond his understanding.”

As Maverick continued his onslaught, the sky darkened, and the ground trembled under the force of his world-ending spells.

He summoned storms of black lightning, torrents of fire, and waves of shadow, all aimed at obliterating the wall that threatened to contain him. Each spell was more powerful than the last, each attack filled with the rage and desperation of a man who knew he was cornered.

But the Wall of Fleece absorbed it all. Every blast of dark energy, every monstrous assault, was met with an unyielding, silent resistance.

The wall cushioned the impacts as if they were nothing more than gusts of wind. It continued its slow but steady march forward, phasing through solid objects and cleansing the island as it moved, erasing the influence of the Outer Gods that had tainted the land.

The island itself began to change as the wall drew closer.

The corrupted, twisted environment, once filled with the malevolent energy of the Outer Gods, began to revert.