Global Mining.

Chapter 816 is simply a bitch.

As Alpha explained the artifact's attributes, the bone dragon curled up like a giant, fawning kitten: "It's so wonderful to have met my master! Thank you for your blessing!"

—System notification: You have received a trade request from the evil god Sintivana.

Staring at the two pop-up transaction boxes, Alpha and Beta were both dumbfounded: "She has a name?"

Alpha was a little embarrassed: "This is for me, not for you!"

The evil god retorted coquettishly, "But this is clearly something I can use!"

Alpha panicked: "This is for the master."

The evil god let out a disappointed sound and turned to Beta: "Then, master, your blessing must be for me, right?"

Beta sighed, "No, it's not that either."

The evil god snorted, "I'm not happy anymore, I'm ignoring you all."

After saying that, it buried its head under its body, looking just like a giant cat sleeping with its head down.

Alpha wanted to know: "Why do you have a name? How were you born?"

The evil god remained silent, head bowed, groaning, "I'm ignoring my master!"

At this moment, not only was Alpha Beta stunned, but Moore, who had been hiding in the corner, was also stunned. Was this still the majestic slime monster? She looked exactly like a female streamer who had asked a big spender for a sports car and a tip but hadn't received one! Was this her cat-like temper because she owned a cat?

Alpha was also in a dilemma: "Old man, her condition is far beyond what we expected. I have a feeling something is wrong."

Beta said, "This artifact was specially made for the God's Tomb. This is the last God's Tomb, so using it in other places wouldn't make much sense. Since we have two, why not give one away?"

After hesitating for a while, Alpha said, "Then let's try giving this one away."

"it is good!"

So Beta said, "Sintilvana, I'm giving this to you!"

The evil god immediately poked its head out, its two dragon eyes sparkling with anticipation: "Master, is it true?"

Beta stepped closer and reached out his hand: "It's true!"

—System notification: You traded the super artifact Jar of Resentment to Sintyvana, and you have gained Sintyvana's favorability level of "Passion".

"That's wonderful, Master! I love you!"

In an instant, the entire tomb was bathed in a festive, azure light, instantly dispelling the eerie darkness.

Alpha and Beta are just... a little hard to adapt to!
The evil god asked gleefully, "Master, what can I do for you?"

Beta was pleased: "Your main task right now is to absorb and condense your energy to enhance your strength. Don't radiate energy like you did just now, or the guardian will discover it."

The evil god immediately said dejectedly, "I saw the announcement, I want to go outside and fight pirates!"

Beta said, "There are no pirates. The announcement is a lie!"

Moore was also surprised. They actually knew the announcement was fake? Actually, it's good. He triggered the quest with the artifact, and only then did the slime monster bone dragon listen to him, saving me the trouble.

The evil god was astonished: "How could you lie about something as important as an announcement?"

Beta solemnly stated, "Announcements are meant to deceive the public! They release trivial but true information regularly to cultivate public belief, only to deceive them in crucial moments. If you're fooled and leave, you'll be destroyed by the guardian deity." The evil god was then taken aback: "Is that so?"

Moore, who was listening nearby, kept exclaiming "Holy crap!" and even felt that his own understanding of the game was inferior to Moore's.

Beta said, "Trust your master. If your master can give you a super artifact, would he lie to you?"

The evil god smiled: "Thank you, master. I love you. I will do as you say."

Beta asked, "So, may I know why you have a name? And why you want to go out and fight pirates?"

The evil god said in a muffled, coquettish voice, "I don't know either. I just have a name. I just felt I should do something."

Alpha and Beta looked at each other in bewilderment.

Beta then asked, "So what else do you want to do?"

The evil god's eyes flashed blue light again: "I really want magical jewels, they'll make me stronger and more beautiful! Master, can you grant my wish?"

Beta felt a chill run down his spine: "Of course, no problem."

The evil god laughed and said, "Thank you, Master. I love you! I look forward to your next visit with a gift!"

Beta said, "I want to fix the mirror first so that it will be easier for the owner to come over."

The evil god was taken aback: "Why does Master need to repair the mirror?"

Beta said, "Because I am the Shadow Fiend, and Shadow Fiends can teleport through mirrors."

Moore, holy crap! I thought I was only second to Chun Ge and Shi Lao in terms of Nightmare, but I didn't expect those two guys to be so awesome! Actually, they were able to stir up trouble in the Five Cities, so they must be more powerful than me!

The evil god said coquettishly, "Master is so noble, how can you use an ordinary mirror? Actually, I know that there is a workshop in the city where the biker gang paints their motorcycles. There is a very high-end and beautiful mithril paint there that can be used to make mirrors—ah, Master, I really want that kind of mithril mirror! That way I can both look in the mirror and wait for Master to come!"

—System notification: You have received the quest from Sintivana: "Obtain the Biker Party's Mithril Spray Paint!"
Alphabetta looked at each other in utter shock!
Beta asked in surprise, "How do you know so much about what's happening in the city?"

The evil god whined and said coquettishly, "I don't know why I know, but I just know, Master, okay?"

Beta was speechless: "Okay, I'll get right on it."

"Master, I love you~~"

As soon as they left the Tomb of the Gods, Alpha was practically going crazy: "Old buddy, something's completely wrong with her! She seems to be completely out of our control!"

Beta panicked: "Old man, calm down! Think about it, the Ten Elders all know that our ultimate goal is the Bronze City Tomb. What will they do? If we were on the defensive, what should we do?"

Alpha paused for a moment: "If we allow the evil god to be born prematurely, will we either control it or destroy it?"

Beta said, "That's right. She wasn't born naturally over a hundred years. The Ten Elders must have forced her into being. She doesn't know how to control her own energy at all. This was to attract the Guardian God to destroy her! At the same time, her obedient and docile nature makes it easier for the Ten Elders to control her!"

Alpha was suddenly startled: "But how were the Ten Elders created?"

Beta said, "Her tone and behavior are absolutely insane! It must be that the Ten Elders created a bitch's soul, which is why she has a name, knows some things about the city, and likes jewelry."

Alpha shook his head: "Impossible. An ordinary bitch couldn't possibly drive so much death energy into the Divine Tomb. It must be a powerful mage-level spirit, at least at the level of the artifact, the Jar of Resentment. But a powerful mage's spirit wouldn't be as stupid as her, lacking even basic defensive and protective awareness."

Beta suddenly realized: "But what if it's not one, but 44?"

(End of this chapter)