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Father Michael stood before Carlos.
He said, “I found many sacrifices, but all of them couldn’t receive God’s power perfectly. But you’re different. Your hands are bloody, you’re vicious and merciless, and your willpower far exceeds that of a normal person.
“Although you’re already old, that doesn’t matter. I really wasn’t lying to you: the Spring of God can cure the damage that comes with age. Doesn’t your body feel like it’s full of strength now?
“Soon, you’ll become the most perfect host for God.”
However, Carlos already couldn’t be bothered to attack the culprit who had done this to him.
He knelt on the ground and struggled in pain, but was helpless to prevent the changes in his body.
Father Michael enjoyed Carlos’s miserable state for a moment, before leisurely walking over to the array next to them.
The youth in the array still had his eyes closed. His young face was still tranquil, and he looked like a sleeping angel.
Father Michael, however, was very deferential in front of this youth.
To the point that even calling it deferential was a little too simple; his expression was simply closer to being fanatical.
He kowtowed to the youth. “God ah, I’ve prepared the best host body for your recovery. You no longer need to continue sleeping.”
With that, he sliced open his wrist with a sharp nail, and fresh scarlet blood spilled out of the wound.
As if it was alive, the array on the ground that had been drawn with the strange powder proactively absorbed the blood.
The next moment, the array started to glow.
The sleeping youth in the array also slowly opened his eyes.
Unlike his angel-like face, his eyes looked very dangerous. There were vertical pupils in the center of the scarlet-red irises, similar to that of cold-blooded creatures. This pair of eyes completely ruined the gentleness of his face.
Bathed in the light of the array, a satisfied smile appeared on the youth’s face.
He opened his mouth and let out a bizarre-sounding laugh.
The laugh was hoarse and piercing, and completely unlike a youngster’s voice.
The array’s glow turned even more blinding.
At the same time, the youth’s body began to change rapidly. The human figure burst apart from within, like some distorted coelenterate, and his form became even more irregular than that of a deep sea creature.
The changes didn’t stop there. The youth’s constantly expanding body slowly began squirming towards the struggling Carlos.
The instant it got close, countless feelers stretched out and directly wrapped around Carlos’s body.
Carlos spared no effort as he swung his large arms and fists, but he was completely unable to resist the other’s encroachment.
The two distorted monsters fused non-stop to gradually form an indescribable monster.
Its muscles writhed, and it had a grotesque, mollusc-like quality; human faces covered the surface of the monster’s body. Some looked like Carlos, while there were many other faces. Right in the middle was the youth’s face.
Witnessing the birth of this monster, Father Michael began dancing around in ecstasy. “God!!! My God!!! You’ve truly arrived in the human world!!!”
The distorted body of the so-called ‘God’ shifted.
Suddenly, all of its faces turned towards where Luo and Xiao Lan were hiding. Each face took turns opening their mouths, their voices strange and garbled. “Guests… watching, the, liveliness… Won’t, you, come, out… and, show, your, faces?
Xiao Lan’s heart tightened. Had they been discovered?
The monster didn’t wait for their response.
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Xiao Lan also received a system notification:
“Witness the bestowal ceremony of the Spring of God (1/1)”
“The task 【Bestowal Ceremony】 is completed, triggering follow-up tasks.”
Two options appeared:
【Triggered side task: God’s Believer】
【Task Description: Complete God’s trial and become God’s believer (0/1)】
【Task Reward: 10% increase to body constitution】
【Tip: Only God’s Believer or God’s Ire can be chosen. The side task is non-compulsory, and can be abandoned at any time. There is no penalty for abandoning the task.】
【Triggered side task: God’s Ire】
【Task Description: Destroy the bestowal ceremony, kill God’s host body (0/1)】
【Task Reward: 20% increase to body constitution】
【Tip: Only God’s Believer or God’s Ire can be chosen. The side task is non-compulsory, and can be abandoned at any time. There is no penalty for abandoning the task.】
Xiao Lan looked at the task rewards and felt a little astonished.
No wonder so many players went crazy for the side tasks, and were even willing to take risks and die in them; these sorts of rewards truly would make someone go crazy.
Even players who didn’t go the route of boosting their physique would be able to significantly increase their chances of survival if they obtained such a benefit.
After all, both combat and escape required physical strength.
And for Xiao Lan, a constitution-based player, this was simply a huge reward, even far better than the allure of rare items.
It was very obvious that 【God’s Believer】, which didn’t require a direct clash with ‘God’, would be simpler than 【God’s Ire】.
But the rewards for both tasks were on different levels. The large return prompted Xiao Lan to choose the harder task.
However, even if there wasn’t any difference in rewards, he didn’t want to become the believer of this thing anyway.
He decisively chose 【God’s Ire】.
Wielding 【Insurgent’s Bone】, Xiao Lan looked at the stage below.
The ceremony had already reached the final phase, as ‘God’ was about to fully consume Carlos’s body.
There wasn’t much time left for the task.
Xiao Lan said to Luo, “Let’s go; stop the ceremony.”
After that, he swiftly rushed forward, braced a hand on the broken handrail, and flipped over to jump straight down from the third floor.
Seeing that Xiao Lan and Luo didn’t look like they had good intentions, ‘God’ ordered, “Stop them.”
“Yes.” Father Michael dashed towards Xiao Lan, who was at the front.
He ruthlessly swung his sharp claws at Xiao Lan, but was stopped by 【Insurgent’s Bone】.
Seeing this, Luo said, “I’ll stop the ceremony.”
Xiao Lan nodded. “Okay.”
He looked at the big-bellied lizard man in front of him, and tightened his grip on the rod.
Since the target of his main mission had served himself up on a platter, Xiao Lan could just deal with him as well ba.
Father Michael’s smile was malevolent. “The arrival of God cannot be prevented. Why don’t you convert to the religion of the omnipotent god?”
Xiao Lan shrugged. “Sorry, I have no interest in illegitimate cults that have way too avant-garde a style.”
Anger appeared in Father Michael’s eyes, and he was about to say more.
Xiao Lan, who understood the principle of villains dying from talking too much, simply didn’t bother speaking nonsense. His pitch-black rod had already struck with lightning speed.
Father Michael hurriedly evaded, but was dragged down by his plump belly.
The rod struck his waist with great force, as if to beat his meal from last night out of him.
The scales that could withstand bullets weren’t able to resist such great force, and Father Michael’s body was sent flying.
Boom —
Father Michael’s scale-covered body slammed into the seats, smashing into the neat and tidy rows and creating a long, empty furrow.
Father Michael struggled to get up, shaking his head somewhat dizzily.
He looked at Xiao Lan, who was dashing towards him, and opened his mouth.
Instantly, his tongue shot at Xiao Lan’s head like an arrow.
Xiao Lan dodged to the side, his feet not stopping as he rapidly sprinted towards Father Michael.
As Father Michael tried to create some distance between them, he realised that Xiao Lan had already drawn near.
Seeing the situation take a turn for the worse, Father Michael’s gaze sharpened and he stabbed at Xiao Lan’s chest with pointed claws.
But unexpectedly, the pitch-black rod reached him first.
【Insurgent’s Bone】 ruthlessly slammed into Father Michael’s forehead.
Xiao Lan didn’t hold back at all in this attack. He struck heavily with all his might.
Bang —
A solid skull and a just-as-solid rod collided, creating an enormous sound.
Father Michael’s body was sent flying once more, as he broke one of the theater’s pillars.
But this time, the body which tumbled to the floor no longer moved.
At the same time, Xiao Lan received the system notification.
“You have killed Father Michael.”
As long as Xiao Lan didn’t die during a side task, he would now be able to clear the game.
Of course, ‘not dying’ was the hardest part.
Suddenly, Father Michael’s corpse squirmed grotesquely in Xiao Lan’s direction.
This was a pre-installed setting by the Advent World: After killing an NPC, it would consume the other person to become their substitute.
But the movements which had looked incomparably fast earlier now looked as slow as a grandma crossing the road in Xiao Lan’s eyes.
With a swing of his rod, Xiao Lan threw Father Michael’s corpse into a corridor at the back, then simply closed the door. He then picked up a broken block of cement and firmly blocked the door.
Rustling sounds rang out behind the door, but soon there were no more movements.
It was no wonder that players in advanced games were so unrestrained. After their strength reached the advanced level, they indeed were unable to help killing NPCs.
The many restrictions in a game existed only in name in advanced instances.
After dealing with Father Michael, Xiao Lan swiftly turned around and ran in Luo’s direction.
The monster onstage was still growing, but was constantly hindered by Luo as it absorbed Carlos at a slower rate.
Not only that, its limbs or tentacles were constantly being cut off by pitch-black blades and constantly regrowing.
At the same time, the array under its feet was being eroded by some unknown power and was gradually turning dim.
It was very obvious that if this continued, the ceremony would be unable to be fully completed.
Each of ‘God’s’ faces let out angry snarls. “You, all, have, angered, God!!!”
Luo’s smile was elegant, but the extreme disdain in his eyes was anything but. “You do not deserve to call yourself ‘God’ in front of me.”
Xiao Lan arrived at that moment.
After exchanging a look with Luo, Xiao Lan simply rushed at ‘God’’s main body, 【Insurgent’s Bone】 switching to its blade form. Each slash was ruthlessly aimed at the location of the youth’s face.
The sharp blade split the youth’s face in two, and ‘God’ let out a mournful shriek.
Almost at the same time, the array under its feet was thoroughly extinguished, and the red powder turned into a dust-like grey.
‘God’ roared sharply, and the sound pierced Xiao Lan’s eardrums painfully.
In its fury, numerous tentacles with thorns suddenly shot out of its erratically formed body and attacked in all directions, as if ‘God’ had lost its mind.
These thorns were a suspicious green colour; Xiao Lan really didn’t want to know what it would feel like to be pricked.
After the two evaded the attack from these tentacles, they looked at ‘God’ once more, and saw that its warped, grotesque body had disappeared.
After flying into a rage, it unexpectedly fled.
The god of an illegitimate religion unexpectedly didn’t follow the script.
Only several tentacles which were still squirming were left on the floor, covered in green mucus. It looked extremely nauseating.
Carlos was lying on the floor alone nearby.
His body had returned to a youthful appearance. Originally, Carlos in his youth was a man with outstanding features.
He had a pair of gorgeous, ocean-like, azure eyes, a cutting silhouette, and thick brown hair. The muscular contours of his body were smooth and not oversized, and had a sculpture-like beauty.
But now, the only thing left of his body was the left half. One azure eye was opened wide, staring up at the ceiling above, and he no longer moved.
He had once been an ordinary youth from a fishing village who envied the bustle of the city.
After leaving home to make his way in the world, he did his best and came to possess frightening wealth, colossal power, and terrifying prestige.
Later, he suffered the torment of age and death, and searched for a way to return to his peak at all costs, even willing to try various outrageous methods.
Unfortunately, everything had been futile.
Regardless of whether you were rich or poor, had power which encompassed the sky or were a quiet unknown, death was still your ultimate ending.
Baobao Notes
So sorry about misupdating! idk what the heck happened 0.0 I clearly remembered putting up this chapter but when I checked my list its just??? gone??? so you guys apparently didn’t get an update on Monday?? OTL my laptop is so weak… its constantly lagging and I guess it just… deleted the chapter… press f
The fun thing is I just like… read it… and it made sense without this chapter? 😅
Haha same
Thank you for the chapter ❤️
That “illegitimate religion/cult” cracked me up lololol
Thx for the ch ٩(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )و
Xiao Lan is so OP, I love that for him
thanks for the chapter <3
So cool !
Thanks for translating this novel 🙂
Dunno why I read the god’s broken sentences in a Nomu’s (MHA) voice..
Then last paragraph is so true.. Thanks for the chapter..