Single Wish: Rise Of The Omniscient Paragon

Chapter 273 272: First Tribulation of Hell; Mechanism

Hours passed after the chaos caused by the rampaging Perzian soldier was quelled. A total of ten Perzian soldiers were required to subdue the Perzian soldier, and there were even a few losses.

Surprisingly, due to the chaos caused by the rampaging Perzian soldier, the slaves were given a day off.

But, even with the break, some slaves did not feel too pleased since they had a feeling that the amount of work they would need to do would be more than usual.

Although, a few were worried about the next day, none of them could do anything.

As all of these was ongoing, Corey sat in his family's make-shift tent.

His legs were in a cross-legged position, and his eyes were closed.

His breathing was extremely faint, and for a minute, Corey did not move an inch from his position.

A few seconds later, Corey deeply exhaled, then he opened his eyes which dimmer than normal.

He shifted his gaze to his sleeping sister by his side, and his lips shifted upward ever so slightly.

Luckily, he had knocked her out in a swift and painless manner before her mind was overtaken their parents death.

Anna would definitely still be affected by their parents death, but it would be much better after she woke up.

Despite his calm gaze and smile, Corey's heart was a raging volcano as he remembered how his parents were killed.

Although, the cause of his parents death was dead. And, the soldier who wanted to have sex with his mother's corpse had suffered untold nightmares from his Eyes of Dreams and Nightmares.

He was not satisfied.

He wanted to torture the two Perzian soldiers in an extremely gruesome and painful manner.

He wanted to destroy the Perzian Empire who had enslaved his family, and made them to suffer for so long.

He didn't care if there was a backstory, or if the world he was currently in was not his world.

His parents had died once again, and if he did not avenge them, it would bother him till death.

Corey exhaled once again, then his gaze became solemn.

The main reason Corey laughed like a mad man in front of his parents corpse, and said such words was because he believed he had figured out the mechanism behind the glass world of the first tribulation of hell.

He was not 100% sure of his theory. But, he believed that his guess should be 95% correct.

The only way for Corey to survive the first tribulation of hell was by reaching the end of the glass road.

But, with every step that Corey took, he was always forced to look at one of the mirrors by the sides of the road.

When Corey took the first step, he was forced to look at the right mirror, and he experienced a happy life.

His parents and sister were alive.

He had a loving wife.

He had children and grand-children.

He was also the richest and greatest man on the planet.

When Corey took the second step, he was forced to look at the left mirror. And, now, he was experiencing what could be described as a terrible life.

He woke up as a slave.

Told that his family were also slaves.

And, in less than an hour, his parents were killed.

From these two experiences, Corey could infer a few things.

First, if he was forced to look at the mirror to his right in the glass world. He would experience a happy life.

Second, if he was forced to look at the mirror to his left in the glass world. His life would be terrible in whatever world he appeared in.

Third, there was a possibility that the mirror he was forced to look at would be random.

Fourth, the only way for him to leave the world he appeared in… was by death.

If Nina was here, and she heard the four hypothesis he had thought of just from entering two mirrors.

She would be surprised since somebody that was completely ignorant of hell like him would not be able to make such accurate guesses just from entering two mirrors.

There was a possibility that she would clap in appreciation of his intelligence.

Though, the possibility was low. Very low.

When Corey's mind came up with the four theories, he could not help but laugh in disbelief at the cruelty of the first tribulation.

Corey could not see the end of the glass road, and the number of mirrors by the sides were simply innumerable!

How many lives would he have to experience before he reached the end of the glass path?

Wouldn't he forget himself after entering the worlds of multiple mirrors?

How was he going to remember that his actual life was back in New Earth, where his sister's fate was unknown?

How was he going to keep his sanity if he was randomly given a sad life or a happy life?

He would run mad before he even reached half of the glass road.

When he thought of how he had decided to kill himself in the vision he saw, Corey was no longer surprised.

His mind was mostly broken in that vision, and it would definitely be his future if he did not find a way to survive the first tribulation of hell.

He was not going to overestimate his abilities by saying that he would not forget his real self, real world, and real family.

He would.

He would definitely forget them.

Especially, if there was a possibility that one of the mirrors took him to a world where he could live for a very long time.

Why wouldn't he forget himself?

When Corey thought of all these, his gaze darkened to an unfathomable degree.

Just like the Paragon Ancestor said, somebody had to at least be a tier 7 to have a chance of surviving the tribulations of hell.

Corey didn't know what abilities a tier 7 had for them to survive the tribulations, and such information was not going to help him at the moment.

When he thought of how difficult the first tribulation of hell was, Corey did not even want to imagine how difficult the second tribulation of hell was going to be.

Corey shook his head as he exhaled once again. His gaze was solemn, and a determined expression appeared on his face as he thought of a way to survive the first tribulation of hell.

Since Corey knew that he could not survive the first tribulation of hell by just walking to the end of the glass road.

His mind went to a skill he just recently learned.

'Cognitum Erasure.'