There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 264, The Beast Dog Whistle

In the eastern part of the Old Kingdom of Ryder, within the territory of Blackrock City, in the wilderness.

Suddenly, a door opened, and a team of fully armed men arrived.

This is a squad of demonic cultivators, dressed in dark red robes with white skull markings, and carrying various kinds of bone artifacts.

Bone sword, bone rosary, bone banner, and there's even a trendy guy carrying a bone musket.

The moment they landed, they felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and all sorts of protective spells rained down on them, making the field a colorful spectacle.

In the coordination of the game of gods, if there is no suppression from the world's will, then even if players travel between worlds with completely different rules, they will not be greatly hindered.

Those who cannot breathe spiritual energy will suffocate to death if they go to a world filled with magic.

Everything was peaceful, without encountering any fierce counterattacks or exaggerated enemies.

This situation is also inextricably linked to the decline of the world's will in the decaying lands.

The most dangerous part of entering the dungeon, landing, was safely passed.

It wasn't just these guys who came in.

After a simple camp was cleared out, more magic players began to enter the Rotten Lands through the opened portal.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but this door that suddenly opened seems strangely familiar.

These guys are of a high level.

Most of them were above level 30, with the three who appeared at the last moment landing right at the level threshold.

Two are level 39, and one is level 40.

The two level 39 players, a man and a woman, were both lord-level players, while the last one, a level 40 player, had reached the half-epic level.

The two level 39 players wore dark red robes embroidered with blood-red skulls, while the level 40 player, who was halfway to epic rank, wore dark red skulls.

Such a character can no longer be considered mere cannon fodder.

They are all elite players who have only missed or given up on one advancement, and they are also those who have the potential to become gods.

In the heavens, these three can all be called the chosen ones of heaven.

This wilderness failed to provide these pioneers with sufficient deterrence; there were no dungeon monsters roaming and wandering everywhere, nor were there hordes of long-armed believers.

The damage inflicted on the dungeon monsters in this area by a certain guy during that blood moon night is still slowly healing and hasn't fully healed yet.

What met my eyes was a desolate and lifeless wasteland.

The female player, one of the two players at level 39, was fiddling with a miniature skull in her hand, looking at the scene before her with some disappointment.

"The unique-level dungeon doesn't seem that special."

These words earned him a fierce glare from the gloomy middle-aged man who was leading the group.

Upon closer inspection, this guy's skin appears unusually smooth and radiant, which seems somewhat abnormal.

"I don't care what you want to do, but if you hold me back, I'll be the first to kill you!"

His fierce words silenced the female player.

The middle-aged man with a gloomy face raised his head, and the gloomy sun over the decaying land came into view.

Perhaps thinking of something, the gloomy middle-aged man trembled even more.

"Remember our mission this time, and if we complete it, we'll have everything!"

After a brief rest, this demonic sect team headed into the depths of the wilderness. It was hard to tell if it was just my imagination, but they seemed to be heading towards Clock Tower City.

On the first day of the demonic invasion, the Gods' Game in plane 33214 lost its advantage, as its updates were slower than its rivals, and Xiao Yang's location was exposed.

Given Xiao Yang's unique status as the only son, it was quite natural that some cleaning tasks would arise.

Group-based cooperative attack missions.

This team of magic-based players was specifically deployed to the area where Xiao Yang was located.

This task offers generous rewards.

Legendary-level class equipment, materials, and a large amount of contribution points.

Putting aside everything else, even Xiao Yang himself would probably be tempted if he knew.

Everything went smoothly. The team of magic-wielding players was deployed accurately, and they should be able to encounter Xiao Yang soon.

Wish them good luck.

………….

The level 20 Evil God Devourer displayed three traits before Xiao Yang, one of which was an old face.

[One more hand]
Introduction: Yes, you know, having more hands is never a bad thing, so what's wrong with having one more?

It is a further enhancement of the multi-armed design.

Xiao Yang ruled out this trait first, since he was already a four-handed overlord and it was no longer suitable to add more hands.

Furthermore, choosing this trait may represent taking another step closer to the Pale Hand.

He had no intention of going any further and being forced into love by the pale hand.

The gaze moves downwards.

The next trait to appear.

Covered with hair

Effect: Covered in tangled fur, it allows one to disappear into the shadows.
Introduction: As you know, darkness and shadows have always been something I've loved.

This trait is quite interesting; it should be a trait that can provide a stealthy evasion effect.

This works quite well, although it makes the deity-like self look even stranger.

There should be one more spot available for the Level 20 Prayer of Grace.

He was very satisfied with the synergy between the multiple arms and the crimson flesh, and now he wanted to create another slot.

Adding a stealth-type trait would be a good thing.

But did he really have to accept that his whole body was starting to grow messy, short black hair? Xiao Yang pondered this question.

This trait clearly comes from plague rats. If you actually covered yourself with such short fur, you would really look like a human-shaped giant rat.

Tentative.

Ultimately, Xiao Yang did not completely remove this trait from the list. He was a pure pragmatist who valued strength and attributes over appearance.

If the last trait doesn't work, then he should choose it.

Even though he was very reluctant, Xiao Yang ultimately stuck to his principles.

This is the last trait.

Infection

Effect: Restrained response

Introduction: If you become me, then this battle will be over.

Another useful trait has emerged.

Restraint in response is a good thing. If Xiao Yang had had this trait bonus during the previous Blood Moon Night, the Kraken wouldn't have been so difficult to deal with.

Those enormous monsters, mythical beasts, and the enemies we've recently encountered.

Silver Priests possess the ability to restore the health of other Corrupted Ones, and the Silver Guardians, while being both fleshy and silver, also possess the ability to self-heal.

The restraint in responding is quite useful, but concealing oneself is also a good tactic.

Xiao Yang's face showed even more conflict.

These characteristics are said to be chosen for the divine form, but in reality, they were chosen for Xiao Yang in his current normal state.

Praying for blessings does indeed connect Xiao Yang in his normal state with his divine demeanor.

The time has come to make a choice.

The choice is between growing body hair or getting an infection that could cause unpredictable changes.

After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Yang finally made his choice.

The final choice is "infection!"

Although I'm a pragmatist, when faced with two similar choices and struggling to decide, I'll naturally choose the one that looks better.

Even in his god form, Xiao Yang is still Xiao Yang; he doesn't really want to become a giant rat standing upright.

Having made the choice, just like last time, everything suddenly dimmed before me, and a figure appeared in the distance.

Tall and slender, draped in a long robe, with four arms, her face hidden in the shadows under her hood, her skin pale, yet faintly revealing a strange, fleshy texture.

In a daze, I met the gaze of another version of myself.

The choice of the new trait caused some subtle changes in the other side of myself; on that shadow, on the shadow cast by the self in front of me, some distorted and blurry sensations appeared.

Not only that, but an exceptionally delicate bone whistle appeared in the pair of arms crossed over the stomach.

Inlaid with gold and gemstones, and decorated with patterns, a ferocious beast is engraved on the whistle.

Xiao Yang knew what this was; it was himself in front of him. If he wanted to know, he would be able to find out.

This whistle comes from a complete reshaping of terror and fear.

This is a dog whistle.

This is a dog whistle imbued with extreme malice, aimed at a certain vicious beast that had dealt with Xiao Yang.

Such an offense would surely be noticed. At that moment, Xiao Yang heard the faint barking echoing around him.

If it could, that ferocious beast would definitely want to tear Xiao Yang to pieces immediately.

Suddenly, an idea popped into my head.

Xiao Yang told himself.

"If we cause more trouble for that wild beast, we might get another well-behaved dog."

Faced with this situation, Xiao Yang covered his forehead in exasperation.

He blurted out a sentence, then changed it later.

"You're really arrogant!"

"No, I really am arrogant!"

In any case, that beast of plunder and conquest is a real and true evil god.

However, it seems that this isn't entirely without potential.

The beasts that plunder and seize are not true pillars; they are merely ordinary evil gods, and may even be weak among ordinary evil gods.

After all, Xiao Yang had only taken it away from a tiny dungeon, and it went berserk and tried to fight him to the death.

"Not a particularly formidable character."

"And he was also imprisoned by the dungeon rules."

Xiao Yang's self-assessment was indeed correct; he was truly an arrogant fellow. No matter how despicable the beast of plunder and conquest might be, it was, after all, a real and authentic god.

But what offensive thought did Xiao Yang have at this moment?

He felt that he might actually be able to get a dog.

This is a potentially viable approach.

You can try it after things are settled in Clock Tower City. Keep an eye out and give it a shot then.

The choice was over, and the other self in front of me slowly dimmed, praying for another slot after reaching level 20 in the Evil God Devourer.

But Xiao Yang became somewhat engrossed and began muttering to himself.

"Get a dog."

(End of this chapter)