Evil God? My servants are players!

Although he didn't know what the real ritual was, Shen Yuan quickly terminated the automatic connection to the 'WiFi'.

But it was too late. The goblins, which were already evolving, were "evolving" even faster under the influence of the ritual.

An old tribe goblin who was listening to a rambling speech suddenly clutched his stomach.

"What's wrong with you?" asked the goblin beside her.

"It's nothing, I probably just had an upset stomach from the mushroom soup, and I'm feeling a little unwell now."

"The goblin from the old tribe clutched his stomach and said."

"Do you need to take a dump?"

The goblin beside her asked.

"No, I feel more like throwing up than taking a dump... Ugh~"

The goblin, whose stomach ached, suddenly started gagging.

As time went on, the goblin's dry heaving became more and more violent, as if it were about to vomit its stomach out.

This situation has also occurred among goblins from other old tribes.

The sounds of retching echoed across the square.

But not a single goblin actually vomited it up.

The first goblin to feel a stomachache let out one last dry heave.

Then, a large number of tentacles gushed from her mouth.

The tentacles did not detach from the goblin's body.

Just like the tentacles that grow on goblins, they cling to her mouth.

The goblin stammered, as if trying to say something, but its tentacles had already completely blocked her mouth.

Subsequently, some changes began to appear in her body.

Something seemed to be wriggling under her skin, rising and falling.

Her body also began to convulse uncontrollably.

But judging from her eyes, she didn't seem to have lost her mind.

She was still using her eyes to appeal for help from her fellow countrymen around her.

However, her eerie appearance still deterred most goblins.

This goblin's mutation seemed to be a signal.

Following this, many goblins from the old tribes also began to mutate.

Soon, the mutated goblin seemed to lose control of its body.

She whimpered as she attacked the goblins of other old tribes.

She opened her mouth and spat out a large number of tentacles, which immediately entangled another goblin from the old tribe.

Then a tentacle detached from her mouth and crawled into the mouth of the entangled goblin.

Despite the goblin's gritted teeth and resistance, it remained entangled.

But the tentacles still managed to pry open the goblin's mouth and successfully crawl inside.

Then, the mutated goblin freed itself from the bindings.

The bound goblin fell to the ground, and after twitching twice, a large number of tentacles emerged from her mouth.

Like the mutated goblins, she also began attacking goblins from other old tribes.

However, the mutated goblins did not attack the new tribe's goblins and players, as if they were allies.

Then the goblins present finally realized what was happening.

Some goblins swung wooden clubs, hitting the mutated goblins on the back of the head in an attempt to stop them.

But the mutated goblin only let out a muffled cry of pain, its eyes revealing agony, and did not stop what it was doing.

It seems that the evil god's timely intervention was not without effect; these mutated goblins still retain their original consciousness.

Other goblins were helping the bound goblin, pulling hard on the mutated goblin's tentacles.

However, if the goblins from the old tribe try to pull the tentacles, the tentacles will instead take the opportunity to crawl into their mouths.

Upon seeing this, a significant number of goblins scattered and fled.

The players stared blankly at the scene before them.

"What's going on? Why did it suddenly start mutating?"

"Is this a cutscene? These mutated goblins haven't turned red."

"It should just be a cutscene. If it were really going to turn into a monster, it should be a red-named monster."

Only the garbled gibberish standing on the high platform noticed something amiss.

The new tribe of goblins with red ribbons tied around their right arms were neither attacked nor mutated.

In her haste, she mumbled something without having time to confirm. She quickly shouted:

"Goblins from the new tribe, hurry and help! The mutated goblins won't attack you! And you won't mutate either!"

Subsequently, the goblins of the new tribe discovered that they were not attacked even when they stood in front of the monster.

Moreover, I did not feel any discomfort.

So the goblins of the new tribe mustered their courage and went to stop the mutated goblins.

"Let them kill those things! Those things are no longer goblins!"

Seeing this, Kukuka, who was tied up, said to Jiligulu.

"No, they still have reason, we can't kill them. The Goblin Goddess will have a way; she can even resurrect goblins!"

He mumbled something incoherently.

"What are you saying? Where is the Goblin God? Did you drink mushroom soup and ruin your brain?!"

"If we don't act quickly, there will be more and more monsters!"

Kuku Kaka retorted.

Just as Gili Gulu and Kuku Kaka were arguing, the players received a belated quest.

It is the final quest of the long-running quest: Look! It's a goblin!

[Final Mission: We're all goblins!]

After a long period of time, the old tribe finally could not escape its fate of destruction.

[Perhaps the evil god accidentally knocked over the soy sauce bottle.]

Strange changes have occurred to the unblessed goblins.

The saints are already on their way.

During this period, do everything possible to prevent the spread of the mutation.

[Quest Reward: A certain amount of experience points based on the number of healthy goblins.]

"Huh? The long quest is over already? I didn't feel like I was really involved."

"It was alright. It involved a tug-of-war, small-team operations, and finally a major battle. Any more and it would have felt too long."

"Stop chatting and get to help!"

Travel Frog reminds the fully-insured half-carriage and phase-man still chatting.

Then the players joined the battle, working with the goblins of the new tribe to stop the mutated goblins.

Fortunately, the number of mutated goblins was not large, only about a hundred.

Although these hundred or so mutated goblins infected dozens more goblins.

However, with the combined efforts of the new tribe and the players, the situation was quickly brought under control.

"Why is this game doing this? What's the purpose?" Quan Xian asked, half-hanging on top of a mutated goblin.

"Who knows what the production team was thinking, but given their track record, I have a feeling they're going to make a huge mess of this."

The Phase Man and the Full Risk Half Hang were pressing down on the same goblin; after the mutation, these goblins were even stronger.

No sooner had the powerful man in the phase finished speaking than a commotion suddenly came from outside the city walls.

"*&, %#, and @&, answer my call!"

The old man's asshole, which had just collapsed, stood up again.

"Holy crap, you're a true prophet!"

Looking at the old patriarch who had stood up again, Quanxianbangua gave the phase man a thumbs up.