Editor: Elanor
Although Xia Tian kept trying to find a better sword, he wasn’t able to find one, and soon there was no time to spare.
Even though they deliberately slowed down, as they continued to move forward, they just ran into more and more other players, or remnants of fierce battles.
As Bai Jingan said, everyone was moving in the same direction.
Xia Tian’s team moved forward at an overly cautious speed. Anyway, there would be a taller one to hold up when the sky fell. When they arrived, it was better to run into an Evil God who was exhausted from continuous fighting rather than to run into one who was alive and kicking.
Xia Tian felt that Bai Jingan was really a top-notch tactical planner.
They saw the remains of a great battle near the underground lake. There were seven or eight people dead on the ground, and several corpses of unidentifiable monsters were scattered around.
Judging from the situation on the battlefield, these people were ambushed by the mutant creatures hiding behind the statue waiting for them to show themselves. With the Killing Show’s one session more bloody than the next, they were also getting smarter and deadlier every year.
A young man was sitting on his knees among the dead bodies, one of his shoulders was badly injured, but he didn’t seem to notice at all. He clung to the body of his teammate, trying to stop the bleeding. But the other man’s blood had long since stopped flowing and he looked as if he had been dead for a while.
When Xia Tian and his team walked past the young man, the other party didn’t even look up, stubbornly clutching his comrade’s body, trying in vain to stop the bleeding.
Bai Jingan took one look, but didn’t try to talk to him, and neither did Xia Tian. They had seen this kind of collapse, and knew that sometimes, all you could do was sit there holding the corpse of a comrade. Any crisis, reasons, or warnings were all meaningless.
Doug stared at the scene for a while, before turning his head and leaving, and Feng Shan silently followed behind.
Although it was just a theory, it still felt that they would disagree at any moment, and would face each other with swords until one of them died, and only then would the other breathe a long sigh of relief.
Xia Tian felt it was too depressing; he needed to liven up the atmosphere.
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Doug stared at him for a while, Xia Tian wasn’t sure if he was gauging what price he had to pay to kill him. Then he spoke.
“It’s not a big deal, this kind of thing happens every day in the show,” the man whispered, “His name was Sang Ning… We knew each other for a long time, and he was the best sniper I knew.”
“You too killed two of my teammates,” Feng Shan said in a hoarse voice.
“That’s what I tell myself, but that doesn’t give any consolation whatsoever,” Doug said, his expression cold.
When they had first met, Doug looked like a man who liked to joke and still had the old laugh lines at the corners of his eyes, but when his expression was cold, it looked like he wasn’t suited for smiling. He no longer wanted to laugh from the bottom of his heart.
He said: “We all live, and have to be fucking teammates, but we can’t forget the old battles and the people who have died until we die.”
“That’s really dramatic,” Xia Tian commented.
Feng Shan said coldly: “They did it on purpose.”
“The Killing Show is extremely dramatic,” Doug said.
Xia Tian was stunned for a moment, thinking that he hadn’t thought of such a simple thing. Of course, the Killing Show didn’t have to follow any “random collisions” to team players up. They would draw together whoever they wanted to draw together as long as it was exciting enough.
Doug looked at Feng Shan viciously.
“We’re teammates, so even if he died due to natural causes, I would still get punished!” He said, “Who told me to cry so fucking much last session and give so much fun to the planning team!”
His expression reminded Xia Tian of the young man who was trapped in a pool of blood just now, trying to hold his teammates’ body tighter. At that moment, he was no longer an adult Killing Show player, but just a confused little boy who could no longer get out of his nightmare.
“And no matter which one of us dies, the whole planning team gets a bonus,” Doug continued, “Let them run out and party happily. No, I’m not going to give any more fucking fun to anyone.”
He turned around with a cold expression in his face before walking away, and the others followed him silently. Feng Shan maintained the maximum distance possible from them, clearly not wanting to walk with the group of three at all.
Xia Tian also didn’t want to invite him into the middle of the group, just to keep up with everyone.
Everyone had the right to stay in a dark corner.
As they continued to move forward, a blood-like liquid began to seep out of the land, as if something was about to awaken from inside, supposedly a catalyst in terms of genetics.
They ran into several melees as the players fought the mutated creatures, and as the front line of the resurrection of the Evil God, the monsters were becoming more dense and stronger.
The players stopped killing each other, because even if they didn’t kill each other, there were enough bodies. So they didn’t have to be worried about the problem of zombie servants.
They met more and more people along the way, and everyone looked at each other and walked together in silent companionship. It wasn’t like a team, but more like fellow travelers rushing to the final venue.
By now, the setting of the Evil God had long been spread by word-of-mouth throughout the castle.
Obviously, he would descend upon this world with the help of the Archduke’s body, giving him formidable strength and eternal life—judging from the usual habits of the Killing Show, it definitely would not be just special effects, but a BOSS that was an expensive product of the Gene Studio. At that time, the mixture of genes, chips and biochemicals in the Archduke’s body would be as plentiful as the New Year’s Day purchase.
This creature believed itself to be an Overlord, who was calculated in the struggle for power, and was poisoned, and found the Palace of the Evil God in the process of searching for a cure, and sacrificed his wife and children for resurrecting the Evil God.
Driven by the biochip installed by the planning team, it would transform into a precisely designed horror monster form and become the ultimate BOSS of the third round of the competition.
The players must find the culprit as soon as possible, kill the Evil God, and restore order.
The crowd grew thicker and thicker, and all the people who had survived would gather here.
This was one of the deepest palaces in the underground building, “the place where the pool of blood converged”, with a gigantic altar, like the center of a stage. The Evil God would awaken here.
Despite sufficiently slowing down, many people still caught up with the final battle. The underground palace was movable like other arenas, and the planners definitely wouldn’t let any players miss the grand finale of the story just because of some trivial things like they got lost or because they didn’t want to.
But deliberately slowing down was still helpful in the end. They missed the opening and when they arrived, the place was already in chaos.
Bai Jingan was frozen to a standstill, when he caught sight of the things crawling in the hall.
The appearance of this man-made monster was unimaginable even in the deepest nightmares—and even if it came to mind, it would never be this detailed, and it was almost impossible to know with what mindset the TV station had set this thing up.
A huge ghastly white human body crawled around in the underground hall, grabbing living people and stuffing them into its mouth. It… looked like a person, and even had facial features similar to Wei Ling, but it was very huge, naked, with pale skin, with huge sexual organs and mouth, and it grabbed people and ate them with its human-like hands. Its belly was already round.
On its back, there was a pair of fleshy wings that he didn’t know if it had degenerated or was still in the process of growing out. The wings were constantly fluttering, looking extremely disgusting.
It crawled up and down on the ground, making a sound similar to crying. With a mouth full of sharp teeth and some sparse feathers growing out of its skin, it no longer looked anything like a human, but more like a huge deformed chicken.
“I want to throw up…” Xia Tian said.
“You’re not the only one who wants to,” Bai Jingan replied.
The situation was critical, but quite a few players vomited in the corners of the battlefield without any care for their images. This thing was really disgusting to an unreasonable degree.
It was still continuing to mutate and would, theoretically, become even more terrifying, but Bai Jingan only hoped that it would have a better image when it finally turned into an Evil God.
It looked too human like this, and on that body, the uncanny valley effect had reached its peak.
In the midst of the howling and wailing of the monster, its feathers stretched out, and something was growing out of its tailbone. It was a disgustingly long, flesh-colored strip that was twitching up and down, and seemed to hurt… Bai Jingan realized that it wasn’t that it was making a sound that resembled crying, but it was really crying.
He didn’t know who would want to watch this kind of thing, but then realized that the scene unfolding in front of him wouldn’t completely appear on the terminal. There would be only a few short clips to show that the transformation had occurred.
The reality was that these disgusting, long, and spirit-crushing details were for privileged viewers only.
“I want to throw up…” Xia Tian said.
“You’re not the only one who wants to,” Bai Jingan replied.
Absolutely true
Thank you for new chapter
Ahhh, so gross!!!!
Thankx for update!
What kind of perverts would want to watch that full version of the transformation. Disgusting as hell.
Thank you for the hard work! 💞
Thanks for the chapter. I honestly don’t even want to imagine what I just read.