Is this NPC even playable if it's not nerfed?

Chapter 167 The Demonic Order, Refining the Entire City

"That's art."

"What a perfect head! The shape is just amazing. I went to great lengths to get it."

The young man was uttering some extremely perverse words to himself.

What kind of art is this?
That's just perverted.

Who in the world considers collecting heads as art?

What the hell is this if not a pervert?
The more the Demon Yin Sect disciple spoke like this, the uglier everyone's expressions became.

As expected, the perversions of the Demon Yin Sect always manage to push the boundaries of human depravity.

The sect of beasts truly lives up to its name.

"Damn it, art my ass."

"Do you understand art? You know nothing, you beast."

An art student was furious with this pervert. What did they, as art students, do to deserve this? There are always some perverts who use the name of art to justify their weird behavior.

Damn it, art isn't perverted, you son of a bitch.

"Oh, so it seems you're an artist too."

"Would you mind if we discussed this further?"

"First introduce yourself."

"My name is Long Dingdong. I was once a disgraced disciple of the Demon Yin Sect. By chance, I joined a famous French art troupe and became a disciple of the art master Nan Du. I am working hard to learn the art of Master Nan Du and strive to become the next great artist."

The young man wore a sickly smile while fiddling with awkward, unorthodox manners.

"Damn, outcasts of the Demon Yin Sect, an art troupe?"

"This guy's a freak."

"By the way, who is Master Nandu? Is he really an artist?"

Many players in the crowd were curious about who this "Master Nandu" was.
"Art my ass! The art troupe he's talking about is actually a cult that worships the devil."

"The Master Nan Du he mentioned was actually the leader of the Miller Cult."

One player who was quite familiar with Europa said with a serious expression.

"The Miller Order?"

"What the heck? This guy's really something else, he's even made a name for himself with his connections."

"Damn, there are so many weird and wonderful things like this."

……

"How dare you humiliate my master! You are courting death."

"Nightmares haunt me."

Long Dingdong seemed unable to bear hearing others discuss the Miller Cult. His eyes immediately turned red, and he summoned many shadow puppets, which then attacked the players.

"Don't be afraid, he's just one person, he can't beat us."

"Let's go together."

Instead of retreating, the group drew their swords and charged towards the demonic puppets.

Ding-ding-ding-ding.

For a moment, the fighting became fierce.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Damn it, save me."

Before one player could finish speaking, a dark shadow dragged him underground, and with a snap, he turned into specks of light and returned to the spring.

"Something's not right. I feel like my mana is depleting abnormally."

Several players keenly noticed that their internal energy consumption was abnormal.

It's a bit too high.

It is 50 percent higher than usual.

Nearly half of the consumption.

It's getting a bit too much for me.

"Huh? You noticed it too?"

"Yes, me too. Normally, one skill costs 20 mana, but just now I used a skill and it cost me 30 mana."

"has a problem."

Several players wanted to go back outside to replenish their mana, but Long Dingdong didn't intend to give them that chance.

A black shadow came.

Long Dingdong appeared above their heads, grabbed them with both hands, and with a snap, their heads were completely twisted off. The next second, his entire body turned into specks of light and disappeared.

"What a shame."

Long Dingdong licked her lips, her tone full of regret.

"Since you can't become my collectibles, then become my elixirs."

"Divine Fire Furnace, for me to refine."

As Long Dingdong's true energy surged, the ground trembled, and a huge furnace burst forth from underground.

Countless tongues of fire engulfed the surrounding players into the furnace, causing a buzzing vibration. Light spots scattered, and several golden pills fell out of the furnace.

Long Dingdong summoned the golden core and swallowed it in one gulp, his cultivation level actually increased by a notch. "High-level superhumans are still a bit lacking."

"However, the large quantity does make up for some of the shortcomings."

"Divine Furnace, continue."

With red eyes, Long Dingdong continued to pour in his true energy, urging the divine fire furnace to continue refining the player.

"Keep going, you horse."

"Nine Dragon Slayings, Dragon God Shattered."

The Mongolian top laner roared, raising his dragon-patterned greatsword high. Dragon roars echoed from the greatsword, and lifelike dragon shadows coiled around it. At this moment, the Mongolian top laner seemed like a true god descending.

His skill effects have long surpassed those of the Three Elders of Five Tiger Mountain.

There's no other reason than that he possesses the complete martial arts inheritance of the Dragon Tiger Master, and the Dragon Pattern Greatsword is an ultimate weapon for unleashing the Dragon Slayer Slash, which can increase the damage of the Dragon Slayer Slash by 100%.

To put it bluntly, he is the authentic Dragon Slayer.

The dragon's shadow flew out and crashed headfirst into the divine fire furnace.

Bang.

The Divine Fire Furnace was blown away, and the refining skill was interrupted.

"You guys retreat, retreat quickly."

"Can't beat it."

"This guy has a backup plan."

After knocking away the Divine Furnace, the Mongolian top laner showed no joy on his face, but rather caution.

He also noticed that his internal energy consumption had increased significantly.

Moreover, its effects on recovery and other aspects were all halved.

Something is wrong. Very, very wrong.

"Found?"

"late."

"Divine Fire Furnace, refine them."

Long Dingdong clapped his hands, and countless demonic puppets surged from the ground, wielding sharp weapons and entangled with the players.

At the same time, deep red lines appeared on the ground.

It was like a giant array, covering the entire Black Mountain City.

This guy is insane.

He actually wanted to refine the entire Black Mountain City.

Is it grass mud?

The demons of the Demon Yin Sect are truly beasts; they'll slaughter an entire city at the slightest provocation.

Everyone immediately guessed Long Dingdong's purpose, and without thinking too much, they rushed towards Long Dingdong, trying to interrupt his rebellious act.

"Hahaha."

"You guys."

"That's really bizarre."

"He is clearly an evil person, a great evil person who slaughtered the government."

"You could have escaped, but instead of running, you came to stop me?"

"Please, you're the bad guys. Can't you stand firm on your position?"

"Shouldn't it be a good thing for you if I refine the entire city?"

"In that case, who will know that you massacred the officials?"

"Let me bear the burden of all the evil you have done."

"Why not?"

Long Dingdong couldn't understand these players' thought processes.

They clearly killed the constables, slaughtered the Chen family and other martial arts schools, and took the role of villains, but suddenly they want to be good people and risk their lives to stop him from refining the whole city.

what?
Was the genius kicked in the head by a donkey?
What a strange thought process.

"Go to hell."

"One person should take responsibility for their own actions. Do you think you should be the one to take the blame for what we did?"

"What are you? Do you even deserve to be called one?"

“We kill them because they harmed us and used us to refine pills. This is a clear distinction between gratitude and resentment, and each matter should be dealt with separately.”

"what are you?"

"You're scum."

"We are not on the same path."

"It is everyone's responsibility to crack down on scumbags."

"We also have a sense of justice, you bastard."

"Everyone, let's eliminate the demons and protect the righteous path! Kill!"

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(End of this chapter)