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Luo continued looking at Xiao Lan with that strange gaze for a good while.
He stared for so long that Xiao Lan wondered if Luo had been possessed and whether he should hit him with his rod and see if he could beat him back to normal.
Fortunately, Luo returned to his usual smile before Xiao Lan could make a move.
He showed Xiao Lan the black core in his hand. “Sir, accept it ba.”
Xiao Lan looked at the core.
This was a part that was very important to Luo. Although it looked like a bone, it obviously couldn’t be used to make broth.
Judging from how sharp it was, he was a little worried that if he wore it as an accessory, his fragile little body wouldn’t be able to take it, and he would be stabbed through the heart in a moment of carelessness.
It was still better to find a place to store it carefully ba.
As if noticing Xiao Lan’s misgivings, Luo said, “Although most of the power in it has been consumed, it can still be used as a buff and be integrated into an item.”
Xiao Lan asked, “What effect would that have?”
Luo thought for a moment before saying honestly, “I’m not sure. After all, no one has ever tried to do this before. However, the item will likely be upgraded significantly, since this was originally a part of a creator of the Advent World.”
He knew very well that for an internally-straight-externally-gay man like Xiao Lan, a pragmatic gift that corresponded with his intentions was the best gift.
Otherwise, even if it was an even more beautiful item, Xiao Lan would still just place it inside a box.
Xiao Lan’s eyes brightened. Although it was unclear what the effect was, it definitely wouldn’t be something problematic.
Wielding a godly item where one strike was -99,999 was no longer a dream ah.
Luo asked, “What do you want to merge it with?”
Xiao Lan took out 【Dalit’s Bone】. This was currently his strongest weapon, and had accompanied him in countless battles. He was already very proficient in using it, so it would be best if it could be buffed up.
Luo placed the core he was holding over 【Dalit’s Bone】 .
The seemingly solid and sharp core instantly turned into black mist. The black mist enveloped the white bone rod under it and appeared to meld with it.
After a while, 【Dalit’s Bone】 became —
A black bone rod.
It was still shaped like a broomstick, and did not have any of the cool, extra external features that a godly item should have.
Full of doubt, Xiao Lan looked at the description of 【Dalit’s Bone】:
【Name: Insurgent’s Bone】
【Ability: Unknown】
【Form: Unknown】
【Description: Unknown】
Very nice, it had become an uncertified product.
Xiao Lan: “…”
Where was the agreed upon godly weapon?
【Insurgent’s Bone】 seemed to have reached a sort of subtle balance between an uncertified product and a godly weapon. Could this be the way of the godly weapon of a poor person?
However, this probably wasn’t an item within the scope of the Advent World’s original settings, so for it to display as ‘unknown’ made sense.
It looked like he would have to spend some time trying to figure out its ability later.
Xiao Lan tried to turn 【Insurgent’s Bone】 into its other forms.
Instantly, an cold black bone blade appeared in his hand.
He tested it out by swinging it at the wall. He barely used any strength, but a long and deep cut appeared in the steel reinforced wall. Moreover, it was completely soundless, and the incision was so smooth it looked like it had been polished.
Xiao Lan couldn’t help letting out a hiss. This power was a little overbearing ah.
【Insurgent’s Bone】 seemed to possess Luo’s ability to devour, which doubled the blade’s destructiveness and even surpassed the original Dalit’s flame.
Xiao Lan sighed ruefully. “How awesome.”
Luo said with a smile, “It’s my honour.”
Fortunately, it hadn’t destroyed sir’s weapon. Luo silently sighed in relief.
From sir’s extremely pleased appearance, this could be considered as making the fullest use of this core ba.
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Luo secretly felt his back. The large hole in it was now no longer visible on the surface.
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But just as Luo’s fingertips brushed against the black gem in the center of the crown, something suddenly happened.
A burst of black shadow suddenly surged out of the black gem, turning into blades which attacked Luo.
If they struck home, they might shatter the entire skull.
Luo, however, smiled, and instantly disappeared from where he was standing.
The countless blades struck nothing, and instead corroded the nearby wall to create a large hole; they could even see into the corridor outside.
Luo picked up the fallen crown again. “Looks like you’re smarter than the other fragments; you even learned to control the core to protect yourself. However, you really have no offensive power.”
Black smoke churned inside the crown’s gem. It appeared extremely unwilling, but it was hard to escape Luo’s palm.
As the black smoke was consumed by Luo’s power, the Night Crown also lost its previously lustrous appearance.
All of the jewels slowly turned shabby and even lost their shine. The metal part of the crown also turned bumpy and was filled with traces of age.
As the final strand of energy was consumed, the entire Night Crown emitted a crisp crack and shattered into pieces.
Luo shut his eyes. Sensing the portion of power he had just regained, his lips slowly curved up.
Looking at Luo’s appearance, Xiao Lan wasn’t worried at all.
See, he was smiling so happily.
After resolving the most important goal for entering this instance, the two quietly left the storage area.
To cover their tracks, they even went to the cruise ship’s bar for a drink before unhurriedly returning to their room.
In passing, Xiao Lan sacrificed the sceptre which they had bought at the auction, and earned 50 million poverty value.
It was truly a productive day.
The next morning, Xiao Lan sensed that something wasn’t right with the ship’s atmosphere.
During breakfast, the guests in the dining hall all looked a little uneasy.
Only after asking around did Luo and Xiao Lan discover that a murder had occurred last night. A guest living in a balcony room had been assassinated. The room was locked from inside, and the murderer had yet to be found.
It was the third day since the cruise ship set sail, and the third day after the players entered the game.
The past two days were already enough time for many people to suss out their mission target and the side tasks.
So, it was likely that someone had been unable to hold back and had made their move last night.
What a pity that Father Michael was required for Xiao Lan’s side task, so he wasn’t able to complete his main mission ahead of time.
Xiao Lan asked Luo, “What will happen if you don’t finish your task?”
Luo thought about it. “Although I was recognised as a player when I entered a game and I obtained an identity and a mission, even if I don’t complete the mission, the Advent World probably won’t be able to punish me. Moreover, I’ll leave the game together with you; it’s enough if you’re able to complete your mission.”
After eating breakfast, a passenger came to exchange greetings with Luo, seemingly wanting to cotton up to this nouveau riche.
Luo smiled slightly as he dealt with him.
On the other hand, Xiao Lan had already gone to the balcony for some fresh air.
The mix of the morning sea breeze and moist sea air felt very refreshing.
Suddenly, Xiao Lan sensed a burst of killing intent from behind him. However, when he took a look out of the corner of his eye, he couldn’t see anything.
Players were well-versed in invisibility or concealment methods, however; just because he couldn’t see anything didn’t mean that it was safe.
Xiao Lan pretended he hadn’t noticed anything, but was prepared to take out 【Insurgent’s Bone】 at any time.
Right at that moment, Luo, who had ended the boring chat, walked over. As his footsteps drew closer, the unknown killing intent disappeared.
Luo noticed Xiao Lan’s vigilance. “Sir, what happened?”
Xiao Lan glanced in the direction of the killing intent. “It’s probably another one of those guys who like to attack players who are on their own. They gave up when they saw someone come over.”
Even these lunatics had started hunting. It looked like it would be very hard to maintain the temporary truce on the ship for much longer.
That night, they headed to where Father Michael had divulged that the bestowal ceremony would take place.
This was a very large theater.
The stage decorations were quite gorgeous; even the audience seats were separated into three levels. The lights in the theater were set up very beautifully. If a performance was held here, the effects would definitely be amazing.
What a pity that the entire theater was currently closed. There were no performers inside; only Xiao Lan and Luo, who had secretly snuck in, could be considered spectators for the ceremony that was about to be held.
They found a covert booth on the second floor of the theater and waited for Father Michael and Carlos to arrive.
After a while, Father Michael appeared in the theater.
He was alone, and began drawing an array with red powder.
Who knew what illegitimate cult this was; it looked understaffed, and there was no one apart from Father Michael onstage.
When it was almost twelve, Carlos walked boldly through the main entrance of the theater.
There was no intent to stay low-key while doing something bad.
He was followed by a row of extremely flashy bodyguards in black. Each of them held a gun, and didn’t look like they could be trifled with.
In the center of the bodyguards was an unconscious youth who looked about 14 or 15 years old.
This should be the offering they were talking about.
These people unexpectedly wanted to offer a living human as a sacrifice?!
Father Michael saw Carlos’s large company and his eyes widened. “Hold on… Mr Carlos, this is different from what we agreed; I didn’t say we could let this many people participate in the ceremony.”
Carlos sat down leisurely in the first row. “Then let me ask for your opinion now. Is it okay?”
As he spoke, the guards surrounding him aimed the black muzzles of their guns at Father Michael once more.
Expressing their cordial and friendly concern and greetings.
Unfamiliar the first time, well-adjusted the second — Father Michael was flustered as well this time, but there was already a very big improvement. “A… alright. However, I need to confirm with you first that you didn’t attract anyone’s attention on your way here, right?”
Carlos said, “Of course not. I’ve already thoroughly cleared out the surrounding area on this floor. Such a small matter is very easy for me. You can have a little more faith in me.”
Only then did Father Michael sigh in relief.
He went onstage. “I’ve already prepared the array needed for the ceremony. After this, we only need to place the sacrifice in the center of the array. I’ll then give you the Spring of God, and the ceremony will be done.
“However, to ensure that the ceremony proceeds as usual, your bodyguards can’t come too close.”
Hearing this, Carlos’s eyebrows rose slightly, but he didn’t say anything and merely waved a hand.
The bodyguards in black retreated as one, and stood a few meters away from the stage.
But they still surrounded the entire stage. Once there were any accidents, they could immediately take action.
Only one bodyguard in black, whose clothes were slightly different from what the others were wearing, stepped forward at Carlos’s gesture, and placed the youth who was to be the sacrifice on the stage according to Father Michael’s instructions, before he swiftly left the stage.
Seeing that everything was in place, Carlos finally stood up slowly and went onstage.
Father Michael held a box in two hands, and took out a syringe from within. “This is the Spring of God.”
Xiao Lan didn’t think that the Spring of God would actually look like that… This was keeping up with the times.
He thought that the spring water would be stored in a gorgeous cup or something; unexpectedly, it was packaged so scientifically.
Carlos also appeared just as dubious. “This is… the Spring of God?”
Father Michael gave a pleasant smile and explained, “Through our research and investigations, direct consumption isn’t as effective as absorbing it through an injection. Of course, if you don’t like injections, I can find a cup for you.”
Carlos frowned. “Forget it; let’s just do it like this. Since the effects of an injection are even better, then just do that ba.”
In any case, regardless of whether he drank it or was injected with it, it was still the same thing.
The bodyguard who had brought the sacrifice onstage wanted to say something.
After all, this sounded extremely unsafe; god knew what sort of unlicensed product this was.
But seeing that his boss had already decided, it wasn’t good for him to say something to refute his opinion.
He was well aware of Carlos’s worry and fear of aging, as well as his longing for eternal life and youth.
Moreover, this was the ocean; it was very easy to make a disobedient person disappear.
Between his boss’s safety and his own life, he decisively chose the latter.
At Father Michael’s gesture, Carlos rolled up his sleeve and watched disdainfully as the other crudely injected him with the Spring of God.
After the injection, Carlos smoothed his sleeve back down and asked, “Then? What do I need to do?”
Father Michael smiled. “No, it has nothing to do with you anymore.”
Carlos’s expression sank; it carried a gloom tempered by years of bloodshed. “What do you mean by that?”
Father Michael, however, smiled wordlessly.
Carlos was about to call for his bodyguards, but his raised hand suddenly twitched.
After that, his entire body began to spasm non-stop, as if he was being shocked with electricity.
“You —” Carlos had yet to finish his infuriated roar when an enormous, inhuman tongue protruded from his mouth, blocking out the rest of his words.
After that, his body began changing tremendously.
The muscles of his originally elderly but still tall and straight figure began to warp and make him look even more robust than even the bodyguards, who were in their prime.
The old and wrinkly skin also began to regain its elasticity, as if youth was about to return to his body.
But this change didn’t show any signs of stopping. The muscles grew frantically, and soon exceeded what a human could have.
His muscles were visibly squirming under his skin, as if they were alive.
“AH —” Carlos could only roar indignantly. Since his enormous tongue was in the way, he couldn’t create a full coherent sentence.
In an extremely short time, Carlos’s figure had ballooned to a level that no human could reach.
He became as tall as two or three humans and his constantly increasing muscles burst out of his skin, creating countless lumps on his body; there were even several tentacle-like things which stretched out of his skin.
Countless faces appeared on Carlos’s skin.
They were all his faces. Some were of him when he was an infant, and filled with elasticity; some were of him in his teen years, when he still had immature lines; some were of him in his youth, full of high spirits and mettle; some were of him in middle-age, with deep-set lines, and some were like his previously elderly and weathered appearance.
But the one thing that was the same was the expression of madness and agony on all these faces.
At that moment, Father Michael began laughing maniacally when he saw the changes in Carlos. “Hahahahahahahahaha, you’re an insignificant mortal, yet you still dare to extravagantly demand the privilege of eternal life!!!”
Carlos angrily swatted at him with his enlarged palm.
Father Michael, however, dodged the attack with a speed that didn’t match his rotund body.
Seeing this, the surrounding bodyguards all pulled their triggers and fired at Father Michael.
A burst of violent gunshots rang out, and countless bullets hit Father Michael’s body.
After the smoke faded, however, there wasn’t even a drop of blood on the ground.
The bullets pierced Father Michael’s clothes and outer human skin to reveal the red scales underneath.
Because of these red scales, these bullets didn’t harm him at all.
“What the heck are you?” the head bodyguard asked.
Father Michael didn’t respond. Stomping both feet on the ground, he suddenly dashed forward and grabbed this person’s head.
Then, under everyone’s frightened gazes, he forcefully squeezed with an excited smile.
The bodyguard’s head exploded under his grasp.
Red and white splattered everywhere and on many people.
Seeing this, the others understood that this wasn’t a monster they could fight, and they started to run away in terror.
At that moment, they already couldn’t bother with their boss; they could find other jobs, but they only had this one life.
That was to say nothing of how their boss looked like he was on the verge of death.
Goodbye, boss, we’ll forever cherish the memory of you increasing the numbers in our bank cards.
The feelings between boss and employee in the mortal world were generally just this superficial.
Seeing the bodyguards flee, Father Michael showed no intention of chasing them.
It seemed that these people weren’t important to him.
He casually flicked off the guts which stained his hands, stepped over the miserable, headless corpse on the ground, and walked towards Carlos, who was still changing.
Father Michael’s forked tongue flicked out, making his pronunciation slow and unclear. “Mr Carlos… Actually… you’re the sacrifice ah, hahahaha…”
The author has something to say:
Seeing the comments on the previous chapter saying that Luo is dual-core.(you’re all truly angels),
Thought of a little theater:
Luo: I’m already a dual-core man. After upgrading and revising myself, making tea, buying groceries, and making meals are all a piece of cake.
Master: My stupid otouto, what strange skill did you add to yourself again?
Luo: It’s a skill single dogs don’t need.
Master: Fuck off.
Thank you for the chapter ❤️
I just realized what insurgent means. The fact that Luo is called that and he eventually joined and was one of the core leaders of the rebellion and still plans on making another one is just funny. His title is perfect for him
‘Internally-straight-externally-gay’ — 😂
Luo beat the Master. 😂
Thank you for the chapter
Xiao Lan the steel straight gay man
“He stared for so long that Xiao Lan wondered if Luo had been possessed
and whether he should hit him with his rod and see if he could beat him
back to normal.”
I love Xiao Lan. His way of dry thinking is exactly my taste.
I think Xiao Lan can feel the pretty weird aura coming from Lou, what was that line again “Xiao Lan always felt that Lou looked at him like some gourmet delicacies” or something similar
thanks for the chapter <3
single dogs like me can never compare
That happens when you’re blinded by greed :3
Thx for the ch ٩( >ヮ<)۶