Chapter 166 - The Endymion (VIII)

Father Michael was already standing in front of Carluos.

 

He said, "I have sought out many sacrifices, and none of them could take on the power of the gods perfectly. But you are different; you are a man with blood on his hands, a ruthless heart, and a fortitude far above that of ordinary men."

 

"Although you are old, it doesn't matter, I'm really not lying to you, the Fountain of God can fix all the damage caused by ageing, don't you feel your body is full of power now?"

 

"Soon you will be the most perfect host for God."

 

However, now Carluos could not be distracted from attacking the man who had put him in this position.

 

He was struggling painfully on his knees, but was powerless to stop the massive change in his body.

 

Father Michael admired the wretchedness of the kaluos and walked leisurely aside to the phalanx.

 

The young man in the spell still had his eyes closed, his boyish face still calm, as if he were a sleeping angel.

 

Michael The priest, however, looks respectful when he addresses the teenager.

 

It's a little too easy to even say respectful; his look simply borders on frenzy.

 

He knelt down to the young man: "God, I have prepared the best host for your revival, and you no longer have to remain asleep."

 

With that, he slashed his wrist with his sharp nails, and scarlet blood gushed from the wound.

 

The spell drawn on the ground with the strange powder absorbed the blood of its own accord as if it had a mind.

 

The next moment, the spell formation began to glow slowly.

 

The young man sleeping in the spell slowly opened his eyes as well.

 

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Unlike his angelic face, his eyes look dangerous, with bright red irises centred on vertical pupils resembling those of some cold-blooded animal, eyes that completely destroy the calmness that comes with the face.

 

Bathed in the light of the spell, a pleasant smile emerged on the teenager's face.

 

He opened his mouth and let out an eerie laugh.

 

The laugh was raspy and harsh, not at all like the voice of a teenager.

 

The light of the spell became even more blinding.

 

In tandem with this, the teenager's body rapidly changed, the original human form having been burst from within, like some kind of twisted coelacanth, more randomly shaped than a fish in the deep sea.

 

The changes didn't stop there, as the teenager's expanding body slowly squirmed towards the struggling Kaluos.

 

At the moment of approach, countless tentacles reach out and wrap themselves directly around the mutated body of Kah Luoos.

 

Kar Luoos struggled with his thick arms and fists, but was completely unable to resist his opponent's encroachment.

 

The two twisted monsters continue to merge, gradually forming an unspeakable monster.

 

With its gnarled muscles and the odd texture of a mollusk, the monster's body is densely covered with human faces, part of Calloos and many others, with the young man in the middle.

 

Witnessing the birth of this monster, Father Michael danced with ecstasy: "God!!! My God ！！！！ You have really come to earth!!!"

 

The so-called "god" moved his twisted body.

 

Suddenly, all its faces turned to where Xiao Lan and Luo were hiding, each face taking turns opening its mouth in a weird and drawn-out tone: "Look at ...... hot, noisy, guests, people, ...... not, out, come ...... see, a, face,?"

 

Xiao Lan's heart tightened, they had been spotted?

 

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Not even waiting for them to respond.

 

In the next instant, the human faces on the gods opened their mouths and countless sharp spikes shot out of them.

 

The sharp spikes came straight at the booth where Xiao Lan and the two men were hiding, smashing the outer wall of the booth to pieces.

 

In a cloud of smoke and dust, Xiao Lan and the two men quickly dashed out of the booth.

 

Xiao Lan also received a system prompt.

 

"Witness the Rite of Giving of the Fountain of God (1/1)"

 

"The quest [Giving Ritual] has been completed, triggering a follow-up quest"

 

Two options emerged.

 

[Trigger side quest: God's Devotees]

 

[Mission Statement: Complete the test of God and become a believer of God (0/1)]

 

[Mission Reward: 10% increase in all body masses]

 

[Hint: God's Devotee and God's Wrath can only choose one of them. Side quests are not mandatory and can be abandoned at any time with no penalty for abandonment]

 

[Trigger side quest: The Wrath of God]

 

[Mission Statement: Disrupt the bestowal ritual and kill the god's parasite (0/1)]

 

[Mission Reward: 20% increase in all body masses]

 

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[Hint: God's Devotee and God's Wrath can only choose one of them. Side quests are not mandatory and can be abandoned at any time with no penalty for abandonment]

 

Xiao Lan looked at the task reward and felt a little surprised.

 

No wonder so many players go crazy for side quests and are willing to take risks or even die in them, because the rewards are just too maddening.

 

Even players who do not go the physical enhancement route can increase their survival rate quite a bit when they gain such a benefit.

 

After all, fighting and escaping also requires physical strength.

 

And for a player of Xiao Lan's physical type, it's a jackpot, even far more attractive than a rare item.

 

Obviously, [God's Devotee], which doesn't have to fight "God" hard, will be easier than [God's Wrath].

 

But the difference between the two tasks was double the payoff, and the high reward spurred Xiao Lan to choose the more difficult one.

 

However, even if it didn't make a rewarding difference, he didn't want to be a believer in this thing.

 

He decisively chose [Wrath of God].

 

Xiao Lan looks down at the stage with [Bones of Disobedience] in his hand.

 

The ritual has reached its final stage and the "god" is about to completely consume the body of Kaluš.

 

There is not much time left for the mission.

 

Xiao Lan turned to Luo and said, "Go, stop the ceremony."

 

After saying this he lunged forward quickly, flipped over with one hand on the broken handrail and jumped straight down from the third floor.

 

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When he saw Xiao Lan and the two men coming, "God" ordered, "Stop them."

 

"Yes." Father Michael, rushing towards Xiao Lan who was running ahead of him.

 

The sharp claws of Xiao Lan were intercepted by Xiao Lan with his [Bone of Disobedience].

 

Seeing this Luo said, "I'll go ahead and stop the ceremony."

 

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Xiao Lan nodded, "Good."

 

He looked at the lizard man with the big belly in front of him and tightened his grip on the stick.

 

Now that the main target has been delivered to you, let's tackle it all together.

 

Michael the priest had a grim smile, "The coming of God is unstoppable, so why not convert to the Almighty?"

 

Xiao Lan shrugged, "Sorry, I'm not interested in the overly edgy style of Pheasant Theocracy."

 

Michael, with anger in his eyes, wanted to say something else.

 

Xiao Lan, who knew that villains die by talking too much, didn't talk to him at all, but his black stick struck like lightning.

 

Father Michael dodges, but his over-full belly is a drag.

 

The stick still struck him in the side of the waist with the vigour that was going to knock the overnight meal out of him.

 

The scales that could resist the bullet could not resist such a force, and Father Michael's body was knocked straight out of the sky.

 

"Boom..."

 

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Michael The priest's scaly body smashed directly into the rows of seats, leaving a long line of vacancies in the neatly arranged seats.

 

Father Michael struggled to get up and shook his somewhat dizzy head.

 

He looked at Xiao Lan, who was rushing towards him, and opened his mouth.

 

In an instant, his tongue stabbed out like a sharp arrow at Xiao Lan's head.

 

Xiao Lan dodged and dodged, but his feet kept moving and he quickly rushed towards Father Michael.

 

As Father Michael tries to pull away, he realises that at this moment Xiao Lan's figure is already close to him.

 

When he saw what was happening, Father Michael's eyes glazed over and his sharp claws stabbed Xiao Lan in the chest.

 

Instead, the pitch-black stick had already come after him.

 

[Bone of Disobedience] smashed hard into Father Michael's head.

 

Xiao Lan did not hold back with this blow, it was a heavy blow with full force.

 

"Boom..."

 

There was a loud sound as the hardened brain and the equally hardened stick clashed.

 

Michael, the priest's body was sent flying once more, breaking a pillar in the theatre.

 

But this time, his body, which had rolled to the ground, stopped moving.

 

At the same time, Xiao Lan also received a system alert.

 

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"You killed Father Michael."

 

In this way, Xiao Lan can pass as long as he doesn't die in the side quests.

 

Of course, the biggest challenge is also the word "immortality".

 

Suddenly, the body of Father Michael wriggles towards Xiao Lan in a bizarre manner.

 

This was set before descending into the world, and after killing an NPC it is devoured by the other side instead.

 

But what used to look so fast is now as slow as a grandmother crossing a street in Xiao Lan's eyes.

 

Xiao Lan clubbed Father Michael's body to the back of one of the passageways, then closed the door and blocked it with building debris from the floor.

 

A rustling sound came from behind the door, but it was soon silenced.

 

No wonder the players in the advanced field are so reckless. After players reach advanced battle power, such restrictions really can no longer stop them from killing NPCs.

 

Many of the rules of the game have, indeed, been rendered null and void in the senior arena.

 

After dealing with Father Michael, Xiao Lan quickly turned back to Luo and ran towards him.

 

The monster on the stage is still growing, but its progress in devouring Cal Luoos is always hampered by Luo.

 

Not only that, but it is constantly having limbs or tentacles cut off its body by pitch-black blades, which then keep regenerating.

 

At the same time, the spell formation beneath it was being eroded by an unknown force and was gradually darkening.

 

It was clear that the ritual could not be completely completed if it continued like this.

 

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Every face of the "gods" roared in anger: "You, you! Anger, anger, God!!!"

 

Luo's smile was elegant, but there was a very inelegant disdain in his eyes: "You, who are not worthy to call yourself 'God' in front of me."

 

By this time Xiao Lan had arrived.

 

After exchanging a glance with Luo, Xiao Lan rushed straight towards the god's body, switching from [Paradoxical Bone] to its bladed form and slashing at its teenage face.

 

The sharp blade sliced the face of Mr. Zhang in two and the "god" let out a harsh scream.

 

Almost at the same time, the spell at its feet went out completely and the red powder turned to a dusty grey.

 

"God" growled shrilly, a sound that stung Xiao Lan's eardrums.

 

In its fury, countless tentacles with spikes fiercely protruded from its ruleless body, attacking in every direction like a madman.

 

The spikes all had a suspicious green tinge to them and Xiao Lan wasn't too keen to know what it would feel like to be stabbed.

 

When the two dodged the tentacles, they looked in the direction of the "god" and saw that its twisted and bizarre body was no longer there.

 

After making a gesture of outrage, the guy actually ran away.

 

The god of the pheasant gods is so unconventional.

 

Only many of the still writhing tentacles remain on the ground, mixed with green slime and looking very disgusting.

 

Not far away, Kar Luoos lies alone on the floor.

 

His body reverted to that of a young man, who in his youth had also been a good-looking man.

 

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He has beautiful eyes as blue as the sea, a razor-sharp profile, and thick brown hair, and his body is smoothly muscled without being bulky, carrying a sculptural beauty.

 

But now only the left half of this body remains, its azure eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling above its head, no longer moving.

 

He was once just an ordinary fishing village boy who envied the prosperity of the city.

 

After a desperate foray, he, too, once possessed staggering wealth, monstrous power and fearsome prestige.

 

Later he suffered from ageing and death and searched relentlessly for a way to bring himself back to the top, even willing to try all sorts of unthinkable means.

 

Unfortunately, it's all just a waste now.

 

Whether you are rich or poor, powerful or obscure, death is your final destination.

 

 

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