Evil God? My servants are players!

Recently, a great being descended upon the dungeon.

Although our newly arrived Lord Shen Yuan is still under seal, the entire underground city cannot escape His corruption.

This also caused the adventurers to become irritable.

"We're already on the 9th floor, Captain, should we retreat first..."

Hearing the archer's trembling voice, the warrior captain rebuked him in an unyielding tone:

"Retreat? Do you know how many gold coins this trip will cost? You want to retreat before you've even recouped your investment?!"

His gaze swept across the team, wanting to see the other members' reactions.

Finally, their gaze fell on the small, thin figure at the back of the line.

"Hey you with the backpack! Hurry up! Don't keep waiting to be rushed!"

Although the backpacker was carrying a huge backpack that was far beyond her size, the captain did not hold back in his words.

Under the captain's orders, she still squeezed out as much of her limited physical strength as possible.

He staggered two steps, but then stumbled and fell to the ground.

Watching her actions, the captain cursed under his breath.

"Damn bastard! What a piece of trash!"

Everything happening here is stirring up the captain's extremely volatile temper.

Just as the captain was about to unleash a torrent of curses, a sticky sensation spread throughout the entire team, instantly silencing him.

Following the source of the sticky feeling, the team members instantly tensed up.

Two bizarre-looking humanoid monsters stood silently in the team's only path forward, exuding an eerie aura.

Upon seeing the monster's appearance, the team members felt their stomachs churn.

These are not creatures that should exist in the world; they are blasphemy against the Creator. They are the creations of an evil god!

At the same time, the suffocating feeling around him intensified, and the biting cold spread from the soldier captain's spine to his neck.

Then it exploded in my ears, transforming into a whisper from a great being.

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The captain swallowed hard; every nerve in his body was stimulating his brain.

"Extremely dangerous! Run! Run! Run!"

The captain was also struggling internally.

Although the strength of the monsters before them could not be discerned, their tangible pressure rendered the captain utterly incapable of resisting.

So the captain gave his answer without really weighing the options.

He didn't warn his teammates, but instead turned around, activated his skill, and ran away.

The movements were so smooth, as if they had been rehearsed countless times.

The abandoned team members seemed to wake up from a dream and turned around to run away with their captain.

Only the backpackers, still weighed down by their enormous backpacks and unable to get up, remained.

Throughout the entire ordeal, the two monsters simply stood there, motionless.

After the adventurers fled.

The whiskers on the monster's face trembled, and a fluent Chinese sentence came out of its mouth.

"Damn it, I ran right into a group of level 30+ red-named NPCs. I was so scared I didn't dare move."

"Me too, I thought it was going to be a disaster, but why are they running away?"

"Who knows? It's not surprising that there are bugs in beta games."

"They might have been scared away by our appearance, since when I first entered the game, it wasn't the enemies who attacked me, but rather my own appearance."

"I think it might be that sanity-lowering aura... Wait, look, they left something behind! Could it be a fan service event?!"

Two monsters approached the backpacker and lifted the huge backpack that was pressing down on her.

Meanwhile, the two monsters also discovered the pendant on the giant backpack.

A petite orc girl with round ears and a soft tail hanging down behind her.

It's a mouse that's pretending to be dead.

"Oh, there's even a free NPC? Is it playing dead?"

Then the monster opened the mouse's status bar.

【Name: Unknown Rat Girl (White Name)】

Race: Skaven

[Level: 1]

[Status: Contusion, Hidden Wound, Hunger, Fatigue, Weakness]

"She's only level one, weaker than us, but how come her health bar is down to half? Did you attack her?"

"Don't think so badly of me, okay? Why would I attack a white-name NPC? Maybe I was just crushed by a treasure chest?"

One of the monsters grabbed the mouse and casually set it aside.

Clearly, players have no interest in these white-named NPCs who cannot issue quests.

The mouse, which couldn't understand Chinese, kept its eyes tightly shut, pretending to be dead, while simultaneously feeling relieved that it had escaped a disaster.

Then the two monsters looked at the treasure chest bag with shining eyes and grabbed the opening.

"I'll count to three, two, one, then we'll open it together. With our combined luck, we're sure to win big!"

"Luck can be accumulated..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the countdown from another monster.

"Three, two, one!"

With a crash, the contents of the backpack spilled onto the ground.

There was no dazzling gold as expected; apart from some supplies, all that remained were the usual junk found in dungeons.

After all, truly valuable items won't be handed over to a backpacker who might sacrifice himself at any moment.

"What kind of luck is this! It's all junk."

The monster, rummaging through the clutter, muttered.

"This looks like someone else's supply backpack; it's unlikely to contain anything of value."

"Even if we sacrifice this pile of junk, we won't gain much experience. What bad luck!"

When the topic of sacrifice came up, the two monsters paused, then turned their heads toward the rat that was still pretending to be dead.

"In the game's lore, we're the servants of an evil god, right?"

The other monster nodded in agreement.

"How much experience can you get from living people? Is it more profitable than killing monsters? Will there be rare rewards? Will it increase the evil god's favor?"

The monster's tone was filled with genuine chaos and madness.

As the monster finished speaking, the atmosphere began to become subtle.

The monsters, who had previously gotten along well, now began to subtly guard against each other.

Suddenly, a monster reached out its evil hand towards the mouse.

But they were stopped by another monster.

"Fully insured semi-trailer! I knew it! You little brat!!!"

The shameless response from the fully insured semi-trailer truck:

"Phase hunker! There's only one of these! I'll make it up to you! You know me!"

The man in the phase view, still gripping the half-hanging, fully-equipped hand, said:

"Don't act like we're old friends! This game's only been out for a few days!"

"What should we do then?"

"Roll the dice!"

Immediately afterwards, the phase man pulled out several dice from somewhere.

"You've been waiting to get your gear sorted out, haven't you? You even prepared the dice."

As he spoke, Quan Xianban threw out the dice that had been handed to him.

1, 1, 4

"Isn't this an essential item?"

5.1.4

"Oh, I'll gladly accept it."

The muscular man grabbed the mouse, who was still pretending to be dead, and tucked her under his arm.

The semi-trailer, fully insured, set off to return home.

As the two of them wandered through various turns, the surrounding environment gradually began to become strange.

The walls, which should have been made of brick and stone, seemed to come alive, writhing and radiating a listless aura.

After passing through a transparent curtain, the two finally arrived at the evil god's stronghold.

The mouse that had been pretending to be dead also completely fainted under the influence of the evil god's aura.

This is still the result of our evil god deliberately suppressing his aura.

Although it is called the main base, the evil god is not there; this is just a space formed by the shadow cast by the evil god's body.

The evil god himself is sealed in a spacetime rift.