Vol 2 Chapter 405: When the player gains the power of the evil god...

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"Great Master of Twilight, I am your most loyal servant. I will offer you a rich flesh and blood sacrifice, and humblely plead for the reward of weak power.
Praise you, ruler of the old days, ruler of the eternal twilight..."
In a small town about two hundred kilometers away from Grimm, in a dark and dilapidated manor, a cold voice slowly came from the basement in the corner of the manor.
If the tone of horror is heard by civilians, it will definitely fall into madness.
Because this is the prayer of the followers of the evil god, it is the sacrifice to those evil beings hidden in the abyss, and it is the most fearful language.
But at this time, outside the basement, the casual conversation of two bored young people let the evil meaning disappear for most.
"Big head, you said that my girlfriend said last night to live with my girlfriend, is it true?"
Hearing this voice knew that these were definitely two adventurers who lost the plane, that is, the legendary sand sculpture player.
The player dressed up as a mage curled his lips disdainfully when he heard this, "Your girlfriend said to live with your girlfriend? What is so doubtful about this."
The assassin player hesitated and said, "But when I called her, she said she was running, her voice was always rushing, and it seemed like the bed or the cabinet was ringing rhythmically... and I was playing a video with her. She is not willing yet, why do you say this?"
The mage player's face became stiff, and he waved his hand, "You think too much, running, it must be easy to bump into things."
The assassin player frowned more tightly, "Is that right?"
The mage player quickly said, "Of course, how could I lie to you? Who and who are we?"
The assassin player sighed deeply, "But, the night her best friend spent at my house last night..."
The mage player's face stiffened and looked at him incredulously, "You say it again?"
The assassin player glanced at him, disdainfully said, "What did I lie to you, so I wonder..."
The mage instantly furious, "I drafted the uncle!! Isn't your girlfriend just my girlfriend?"
The assassin player's face froze and he was a little confused, "Really? Didn't you break up with your girlfriend?"
"Fuck, grandpa won't shoot you out today, grandpa knelt and called you to lick..." The wizard player couldn't think of it, and finally the fire burned on himself.
One got up, and the magic in his hand began to work under the rage.
"Stop~ Fuck, everyone, brother, it won’t be enough,"
"Brother and sister, if I hadn't slept last night, your girlfriend would have lost everything today!"
"What?? I am your uncle?!!! It turned out to be you?!!! I said you were so wrong last night!!! Fuck, I you to death today!!!"
The two sand sculptures jumped up and roared and prepared to go to work, but at this time, from the basement they guarded, a figure in a black priest robes stepped out.
Seeing the two players dying and alive, they were suddenly furious.
"What are you doing?! Pack your things and prepare to go. The sacrifice tonight has been done. As long as we sacrifice the last time the of stupid lack of the old, we will be prosperous."
The two still refused to stop, glaring at each other.
"Boss, this grabbed my girlfriend!"
"Boss, it was his first hand!!"
"It's him!!"
"..."
After listening for a while, the priest player curled his lips uncomfortably, "What are you arguing about? That's the mess?
Today, I will take you to heaven and earth and one person will order you three oirans. What do you want? ! "
The eyes of the two suddenly lit up, three? ?
After looking at each other, he snorted coldly, and took back the weapon without saying more.
Priest players don't care about so many, excitedly said.
"I have won the trust of the old evil gods. As long as we sacrifice thousands of people, we can become the spokesperson of this asshole."
"Thousands of people? Boss, where are we going to get so many people?"
Although the assassin player was a little upset, he still held back and said, "Moreover, the large-scale evil sacrifice will definitely arouse the vigilance of the churches in the city.
During this period of time, because of the violent half-mouse people outside Grimm, those NPCs are fierce. If we expose the identity of the followers of the evil god, we must be blocked in the resurrection point of the goddess of life.
mmp, these NPCs are too irritating, they will actually block the resurrection! !
This game doesn't give you any way to survive! ! "
Assassin players are getting more and more angry, how can the game NPC block the player's resurrection to kill?
But this breaks the game but it is ok, and once the opponent is energized, it is normal for ten and a half months.
The last time he went to pick up an aristocratic NPC, he was accidentally discovered as a believer of the Heretic God. In the end, he couldn't get out of the Palace of the Goddess of Life for half a month, so he didn't get mad.
The priest player smiled, "Remember our last experiment?"
"Last experiment?" When the wizard player heard this, his eyes lit up, "Is it an experiment using players to sacrifice?"
"Yes! We can't engage NPCs to sacrifice, but let the players come!!" The priest touched his chin, and his smile gradually changed.
"NPC is hard to deal with, is it hard for players to deal with?"
"Boss, what are you going to do?"
"How to spend money, I have money if I don't have anything, what about it, I have sold twelve houses, and I am going to do him a big ticket!!"
"Boss, no? You actually sold the house?"
"Yes, the remaining one hundred sets will be kept temporarily."
"day......"
After several people discussed it for a while, the priest player suddenly seemed to think of something, and curiously asked, "Have you heard of it, have you heard of Kachar?"
"Qachar crowned?" The two players were taken aback, somewhat unclear.
"Which NPC is this? Is it extraordinary to be called under the crown?"
The priest player shook his head, "No, the old evil just asked me about the news under the crown of Kachar...
But I know what Kachar crowns, and the Lord of Twilight even ordered me to look for traces of Kachar crowns. "
After finishing talking, he touched his chin, with a thoughtful expression in his eyes, "I asked the other party. Although the Master of Twilight did not explain the reason, the other party seemed to be very angry.
I suspect this is still an epic super mission.
Think about it, at this stage the old evil gods are coming soon.
And these powerful evil gods still urge me to do this before coming. What does this show? This shows that this matter is very important and the other party can't wait.
And the title Mianxia can only be found above the transcendent.
And judging from the tone of the other party's inquiry, I deduced that this Cthul's crown definitely offended the old Cthulhu, and this Cthulhu couldn't wait for a day and wanted to kill the other party.
Therefore, in the next stage of the task, we must not only perform blood sacrifices to gain the power of the old evil gods, but also explore the information under the crown of Kachar. "
Hearing this, the two of them lit up, and they sounded a bit confused.
"Boss, since you have already decided, then we can do this next,
First, spend money to hire players to automatically sacrifice. In the eyes of those NPCs, our adventurers who lost the plane are cerebral palsy, and they don't bother to control how to play.
So the chance of NPC discovering that we are followers of the evil will undoubtedly be very small.
The second is to publish paid tasks, allowing players to help collect information about the crown of Qachar, and even publish similar messages in the Adventurer’s Guild... Otherwise, if we only rely on us to collect, the efficiency will undoubtedly be low. very many. "
"Well, it makes sense, just do it like this, you will leave these two things to you, and one person will do one, just as much as you need to reimburse me!"
The priest player nodded very satisfied.
The two players looked at each other, the fire was blazing, and then returned to the station after making sure that there was no problem.
After the two went offline, they both picked up the phone and called their girlfriend...
At this time, Risle, far away from this small city, the of plague left behind a violent half-mouse death area.
A dozen players carefully walked into the city.
The first one is a priest wearing a priest's robe, but his stature is bigger than the average soldier.
"President, it's okay, this item can really allow us to come in safe and sound. You see, these violent half-mouses are in our eyes without attacking us."
The headed pastor smiled and said proudly, "What do you know, this is the ultimate task item I bought at a high price.
It is not an exaggeration to say that this stuff cost me a house full of money. "
"Hiss~President, you have lost money this time."
"The president has a bull nose, you are my eternal god..."
"President, I don't want to work hard anymore, 嘤嘤嘤"
"Bad gay, go away, it makes me sick..."
"Just say you don't understand," the pastor president smiled dismissively. "This game is already changing the real world. During this time, I don't know how many large consortia have madly invested money in, just to win the next trend.
It is no exaggeration to say that the current "Glory" is the biggest opportunity for the earth.
As long as we seize an opportunity, these initial investments can be earned back in a short time.
Don't talk about a house, private jets are all minor problems..."
"Hi, is this the legendary bragging ratio?"
"The president is really farsighted. Are you the reincarnation of the legendary Zhuge?"
"As expected to be the president, I am so confident that I have nothing to say..."
"President, I won't close the door at night..."
A group of people slowly approached the central area of ​​Risle City while bragging.
At this time, Lisle City was already very different from its original prosperous appearance.
Eerie horror is the best portrayal.
Because of the old Cthulhu, at this time, all the area around the city of Risell was covered by dark clouds, and the airless clouds made the light extremely dim.
More importantly-the violent half-mouse.
The gap in the space that has not been closed, and even wider, is still pouring out violent half-mouse people.
Coupled with the evil aura that constantly gushes out, this area has completely become a place of death, and no one can break in.
Legend has it that the extraordinary mage of Grimm, under the crown of Locke, once stopped in the distance of Risle City, but he did not dare to go deep.
Even the transcendent is like this, let alone ordinary people, there is a great horror that no one knows.
Broken walls, broken streets, decayed armor, plus half bones and corpses buried in mud...
All this shows how terrifying wars this city has encountered.
The deeper the city center, the lower the voice of this group of players.
Because above the surrounding ruins, dense violent half-mouses were shuttled, the terrifying appearance of these servants matched the gloomy environment, even if they were walking in company, the backs of these players were constantly chilling.
"This ghost game is not a horror game. How can it be so infiltrating?"
"Let me tell you, there are ghosts, grievances, and zombies in "Glory".
"Fuck, don't be scary..."
The pastor and president walking in the front also felt a little bit shy. If possible, he would really not want to come to such a ghost place.
But thinking that I have invested such a large cost, I have to make enough money no matter what.
Can only bite the bullet and go forward.
After a full solar hour, the most central area of ​​Risle City, this once main battlefield was once again full of violent half-mouse men.
The number of dense clusters is probably more than hundreds of thousands. Anyone with dense phobias will have a cold back and weak legs after seeing this scene.
No matter what, when the quantity reaches a certain level, it will appear to be extra infiltration.
The pastor president feels that his blood is a bit cold at this time. This kind of place will overturn if you accidentally... And it doesn’t matter if you are killed directly, what matters is that you have been in such a cold and tense environment. It's too torturous.
Finally, under the leadership of the pastor and president, a group of completely resisting the cold passed through the violent half-rat group to the broken black altar.
Behind the black altar, the violent half-mouse were still crawling out of the gap in its space.
It was like the huge open mouth of the abyss, enough to make anyone tremble.
"President, what should I do next?"
Seeing more than a dozen players looking at him in unison, the pastor president gritted his teeth. At this time, he couldn't be counseled in front of the younger brother.
The stone that had been held tightly in the handle suddenly lifted high.
Then stepped forward with a solemn face, and finally bowed neatly before the altar, and began to recite the prayers bought at a high price.
"The great old ruler, the eternal of plague, your admirer, your humble servant, send you the highest regards, and beg your attention..."
After a long prayer, it was still quiet after a long time.
The violent half-mouse still gushes out from the gap in the space, turning a blind eye to them.
And there is no picture of this group of players imagining the changing colors of the world.
A dozen players looked at each other when they saw this scene, and the scene became very embarrassing.
"President, have you been deceived?"
How could be cheated?
The pastor president was furious, turned his head and glared at these guys, and then continued to repeat the prayer.
But the scene was still quiet, nothing happened...
"Impossible!! It must be that I am not loud enough!!
The great old ruler, the majestic of coercion, your admirer..."
The third time...still useless.
The non-believers of the pastor-chairman recite again, the fourth time, the fifth time...there was no movement until the 30th time, and he was finally desperate.
He stood up abruptly, and under the gaze of all players, he stepped on the altar and pointed his finger at the sky.
"I'm your grandma's evil god, can't you come out?!!!"
After this sentence fell, it seemed to touch something.
Rumble ~ The sky and the earth change color, and the thunder is rolling in the clouds.
The space channel behind the dark altar suddenly burst out with an indescribable evil aura, like the evil of the abyss opened his eyes and stared at them.
"Who is calling me..."
A group of players stared when they heard this, then looked at each other... their expressions were extremely subtle.
"Mmp, isn't this evil a cheap bone? If you can't make a good voice and get angry, the curse comes out..."
"Hahaha, what a evil god, laughed at me..."
"Keep it down, I'll force you not to cause trouble."
The pastor president's face stiffened, with question marks all over his head? ? ?
But after recovering, he would quickly put his feet down, and bow down again with a pious expression.
Kneeling so many times, not bad this time, this time I have to get my money back.
"My lord, I am your loyal believer, and I have obtained your tokens scattered outside..."
After speaking, he raised the stone in his hand, and the unremarkable corpse suddenly emitted a wave of indescribable dark energy.
The surrounding space was full of ripples.
After the grey evil aura noticed the stone, it instantly became agitated, and then quickly filled the space gate. In the blink of an eye, the pastor president’s hands were already empty, and the stone disappeared.
"Very well, my loyal believer, I am very satisfied with your sacrifice!
Step into the door of space, I will give you the power to chase and kill my enemies..."
Hearing this, the priest would be overjoyed, and quickly got up, and then stepped into the door of space in the envy of the players.
One day later.
The player forum is very lively.
Because some players saw someone who could drive the servant of the evil god-the violent half-mouse.
And the number of the opponent's drive is even as many as tens of thousands, which is too exaggerated!
And many people still know the player who drove the violent half-mouse. The opponent is the president of a small and medium guild in Grimm.
This discovery caused an uproar among players.
Recently, the Cthulhu broke out, and a large number of monsters appeared.
The players only regarded the servants of the Cthulhu as the target of killing monsters, and even the upgraded copies specially given by the game.
But I didn't expect that someone could control these monsters now?
Does this mean that the evil spirit camp is still hidden in "Glory"? ?
This discovery made many ambitious players crazy, and went to explore the Cthulhu ruins everywhere overnight.
Although most of the players were killed by those monsters, let alone, one or two players really got the favor of the evil with shameless energy.
Although only a small amount of power was given, it was enough to crush most of the players at this stage. These lucky guys instantly became the top group of players, and the scenery was no different.
This makes many players' eyes red with envy.
And another incident directly pushed the exploration of the Cthulhu ruins to a climax-the player who could drive the violent half-mouse spoke.
The opponent claimed to have directly become the messenger of the old evil god-the plague god. Now players who are willing to change their beliefs can come to him. As long as he joins the old evil god's camp, he can reward 100 violent half-mouses for each person.
And he has only one purpose, that is, the old enemy of Cthulhu is under the Grimm Yiluo, so players who join the old Cthulhu organization must be enemies with Grimm and Yiluo.
And all players have to find out about the news about Yiluo's crown. Once they find out, report it immediately, and the old evil will have a major reward.
Although the scene of Yiluo squeezing and exploding the three supernatural in the sky above Risle City has been worshipped so far, who is the player?
The existence of the sky is not afraid of the earth, they don't care how good you are, so many players are moved.
And the Cthulhu of the old days was not bad, the opponent was only sealed if he couldn't beat them. In the future, if the old days fall, then it is not always certain who loses and who wins.
The most important thing is that there are ready-made benefits, which can be too deadly for players on the wall.
As long as you join the camp of the plague god, you can get 100 violent half-mouses, which is an irresistible temptation for most players.
Now the mainstream level of players is only level 4, as long as a small number of elites reach level 5, the top players are only level 7 or 8, and the level of the violent half-mouse can be level 7 and 8.
In one fell swoop, he could get a hundred times stronger than them, and the temptation was too great.
Pour on which side the wind is strong.
Just a week later, a player organization called the old camp by forum players turned out, and the number of players who joined this camp reached tens of thousands.
And everyone received an unprecedented epic mission—killing Yiluo, of course, this is the ultimate mission.
Its subordinate tasks-such as listening to the news under Yiluo's crown, listening to the past under Yiluo's crown, etc., have rich rewards, because the arrival is too rich and attracts a large number of civilian players to join, it is too difficult to mix in the bright camp~ EbookFREE.me~ Not as good as anti-water reality.
Suddenly, the area around Grimm became extremely dangerous, because a player might be able to see a violent half-mouse with hundreds of levels 7 and 8 appearing.
Ordinary players did not have the ability to stand alone against these Cthulhu camp players, and the Cthulhu camp players suddenly became vigorous.
There are faint signs of becoming the number one enemy of Grimm players.
A group of players whose ultimate goal is to kill Yiluo Mianxia is officially assembled, and there is a sign that they are gathering to fight and are ready to push the boss.
Along with this, there have also been a large number of paid tasks on the forum to find the crown of Qachar, because the other party's price is too high, which has attracted many players.
The area around Grimm was messed up in a way no one expected.
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