Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

Immediately afterwards, a majestic and awe-inspiring voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth:

"Who is reciting my name?"

The numerous visitors and cosplayers attending the anime convention were all bewildered.

Who is it that's shouting so loudly? Louder than when we're criticizing someone else's otome game protagonist! Are you crazy?!

The next moment, a figure suddenly stepped into the encirclement. This person was draped in a bedsheet by Ayaka Kamisato, wearing the same collaboration sneakers as Furnessa, and dressed in a Klee-themed outfit. Holding two different flames in his hands, he hovered majestically high in the air. Like a god descended to earth, like Jesus coming to earth, what a heroic sight!

"He plays 'Yuan Shen', huh? He plays 'Yuan Shen', then it's not surprising, it's not surprising at all." Everyone expressed their understanding upon seeing this.

Cheng Cheng was stunned: "What happened?"

I came here to deal with demons, how did I end up at the comic convention?

"It's like this... They wanted me to take off my wig, apologize, and leave the venue because I'm a boy and can't be the male lead in an otome game," the bullied boy said, feeling wronged. "Isn't that strange?"

"That's not surprising."

Cheng Cheng shook his head: "This kind of small circle is not like the large circle of 'Primordial Spirit,' so it's normal for it to have many strange rules."

"...Is this normal?"

“It’s normal. You need to learn to accept it, and remember their rules so you don’t step on them again.” Cheng Cheng stepped forward and patted the bullied person on the shoulder, comforting them. “Here’s what we’ll do: I’ll tell you the rest of the rules in this circle, and you can remember them!”

The boy nodded gratefully.

"First, you can only spend money on one game; second, you can't create avatars for the game's creators; third, you can't eat pork." Cheng Cheng paused, "In addition, there is one month each year during which you cannot eat or drink from sunrise to sunset."

"If you can follow these rules, there will be seventy-two virgins waiting for you in heaven after you die."

The boy looked at the group of otome game players surrounding him and remained silent for a long time: "...I understand now. There's another reason why I must lose my virginity before I die."

Chapter 135, The Witch's Night of Eternal Dance

"It seems that someone here is simply singing this song, rather than chanting my name... Hmm, quite tasteful."

Seeing the peaceful and quiet atmosphere at the WC Comic Con, with people collecting stamps, taking photos, playing games, and many booths being quite popular, such as the booth next door where a pretty cosplayer was selling cola foot bath water with a long queue... Cheng Cheng resisted the urge to go up and buy a cup and was about to leave.

But just as he lifted his foot, his spiritual senses suddenly gave him a warning, and his nostrils abruptly detected a very faint odor of foul smell.

It's the aura of a demon.

The breath was so close, so close that it was right beside me!

Without the slightest hesitation, Cheng Cheng twisted his waist and suddenly thrust his right arm through the air, delivering a powerful punch!

With a single punch, he pierced the chest of a bystander, causing scalding blood to gush out instantly!

"Murder! Murder!"

The previously noisy and bustling crowd at the comic convention fell silent instantly. The next second, extreme terror exploded, and everyone screamed and scattered in all directions, creating chaos in an instant.

The girl, whose chest had been pierced by a punch, did not fall to the ground and scream. Instead, she curled her lips into a cold, eerie smirk.

How did you figure that out?

The next moment, her human skin bulged and cracked open, and pitch-black demonic energy surged wildly from beneath it, transforming into a completely black demonic body that replaced her human form and stood in place.

"I am the supreme demon 'Demon of Bullying'!" the demon roared, raising its head. "Mortals, prepare to be bullied by me!"

In reality, most demons descend upon humans by possessing them and becoming demons themselves. This is true from the initial injustice and marriage to the recent case of shut-ins. They all seek out a human with similar attributes, make a deal with them, and eventually replace them.

This is a tactic that the demons had no choice but to use in order to descend when the abyss was severely isolated—the same reason why the demon of war, "Night," chose Wang Zhiming.

Since it was a demon, Cheng Cheng naturally wouldn't hold back and was about to kill it. However, just as his killing move was about to strike, his movements suddenly froze, and a strange thought inexplicably arose in his mind:

He didn't want to kill the demon.

It wasn't fear or hesitation, but rather a psychological constraint that arose out of nowhere and was impossible to resist.

The bullying demon watched his frozen movements, his sinister smile growing even more rampant: "The bullied can never fight back against the bully—that's my power!"

Cheng Cheng nodded, looking somewhat serious.

This demon's abilities are quite interesting. If we could get our hands on this fire, we should be able to create some pretty good killing moves.

Seeing that Cheng Cheng had given up resisting, the demon became even more arrogant: "Unless you are a legend, you simply cannot resist my power and can only obediently take the beating... But how is that possible?"

"So, prepare to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bullying demon's back tore open, and two jet-black arms burst from the ground. Together with his original two arms, his four hands were outstretched in a ferocious manner, with a strong wind howling and a vicious aura rushing towards them: "Take this! Fat Tiger's Fist!"

Cheng Cheng: "What is love? What is filial piety?"

The bullying demon: "Hmm?"

"Feel the greatness of maternal love!" Cheng Cheng opened his arms, his eyes shining. "Number one on the list of rare Gu—the Staring Pregnancy Gu!"

The demon's body, which had been so arrogant and rampant just moments before, suddenly stiffened. Its essence, magic power, and life force all surged into its abdomen. In just one second, the demon's body withered, all its power exhausted, and it collapsed to the ground with a thud!

Cheng Cheng remained calm and took direct action, sacrificing his own family for the greater good, eliminating the bastard child in her womb, and seizing the fire seed.

Having dealt with the bullying demon, Cheng Cheng looked around.

The venue was deserted, the crowd of tourists had long since dispersed, and the scene was a mess. Only two young girls stood a short distance away, motionless. One of them had a calm expression on her face, holding her phone high in her hand, the camera steadily pointed at Cheng Cheng, recording the entire event and uploading the video to the internet in real time.

Within seconds, the clip spread rapidly, and the comment section exploded.

"How can you hit a woman?"

"Who is this person? How barbaric! He actually killed someone in public! Police! Where are the police?"

"Why did he kill her? The young woman was so innocent and pitiful..."

"Look at his clothes! He's playing 'Yuanshen'!"

"Oh, you got it from playing 'Primordial Spirit'? That's not surprising, that's not surprising."

"A life for a life! Murderer, die!"

"Die! Die ...

A deluge of malicious comments flooded in like a tidal wave, making one feel the extreme hostility even through the screen.

Cheng Cheng frowned slightly, his heart sinking. He subconsciously activated his Legendary Sacred Domain, but it had no effect whatsoever—fine bloodstains instantly covered his arms, neck, and cheeks, and wounds of all sizes appeared out of thin air, with the skin slightly cracked.

Fortunately, he possessed legendary self-healing abilities, and his torn skin and flesh healed instantly, returning him to normal.

Upon seeing this, the girl who was recording with her phone frowned slightly and asked with a hint of doubt, "This level of cyberbullying is enough to kill a Gold-level expert. How come you're completely unharmed?"

Cheng Cheng looked up, his gaze icy as he locked onto her: "Are you a demon too?"

"Correct."

The girl put down her phone and bowed slightly with elegant posture: "I am but the younger sister of the bullying demon, the superior demon 'Cyberbullying Demon'."

She stepped aside to let her companion behind her pass; the girl looked dejected and exuded gloom, keeping her head down the entire time.

"The woman next to me is my younger sister, the 'Devil of Unboxing'."

“We usually do our 'bullying' of the two sisters together with the older sister, and today is no exception.”

Cheng Cheng almost laughed out of anger: "You two sisters watched me kill your sister in an instant and withstand your curse, and you weren't even a little bit flustered?"

The gloomy girl, who had been hanging her head, suddenly raised her head and clenched her small fists: "The three of us sisters together are the strongest combination among the high-ranking demons... and I am the strongest of the three sisters!"

The cyberbullying demon coldly ordered, "Sister, open the box for him!"

"okay!"

The opening demon immediately raised its hands, touching its index fingers and thumbs together, and made a camera gesture towards Cheng Cheng: "Everyone I open will be stripped of all form and power, turning into a headshot that can only sing! Completely losing all ability to resist!"

Are you ready?

Her pupils contracted sharply as she stared intently at Cheng Cheng, muttering repeatedly, "I saw it... I saw your name... You are Cheng..."

"boom--!"

Before he could finish speaking, the demon's body exploded into countless tiny pieces of flesh and blood. A translucent, white spark emerged from the blood mist and landed steadily in Cheng Cheng's palm.

"Uh……"

The cyberbully's confident expression froze instantly, and his tone softened immediately: "W-Can we reconcile...meow?"

"Snapped!"

Without a word, Cheng Cheng slapped the cyberbullying demon to death, and another spark fell, which he casually caught.

Having easily dealt with the demon, Cheng Cheng wiped the blood from his hands and sneered, "You dare to open my box? You're asking for trouble."

Although he wasn't quite sure why, his rank seemed to be very high—after all, even Serafina would be in so much pain that she would roll on the ground in agony if she just glanced at him, let alone a mere high-ranking demon.

"Fifty-third spark obtained... I wonder how many demons are still alive in this reality..."

…………

"Arrived at the target area of ​​the magic disaster, please provide instructions."

"Damn it, the signal is too weak, I can't contact the church headquarters!"

The Himalayas are a vast expanse of ice and snow.

The biting wind whipped up shards of ice that pelted their face masks as the five members of the Genshin Impact Church struggled through the icy folds.

The team leader, Leah, stroked the church emblem on her chest: "Even if we lose contact, we cannot turn back. The Eighth Seat has ordered us to investigate the root of the magical calamity and continue upward."

Fortunately, all five of them were fusion warriors. Although the fused demon genes were not powerful, they were enough to withstand the extreme cold of minus thirty degrees Celsius in the snow-capped mountains.

As they continued upwards, the altitude increased, and the mountain path gradually transformed from snow-covered meadows into gray-white rock cliffs covered in snow. A fierce wind, carrying ice and snow, swept in, and the group had no choice but to find a dark gray rock crevice to shelter from the wind and rest for a while, waiting for the blizzard to pass.

However, as soon as they entered the crevice, everyone froze in place.

Inside the crevices of the rocks, countless corpses of climbers, already frozen, shriveled, and blackened, were kneeling densely packed.

"Strange. According to the data, this mountain has a very low danger level, and the altitude here is not too high. How could so many professional mountaineers die here?"

Teammate Evan stepped forward with a look of astonishment and examined the corpses—without exception, all of them were kneeling on the ground, their bodies bent over and facing the mountaintop, their stiff hands pressed tightly together in front of their chests, as if in prayer.

"And they even prayed before freezing to death. These people are too devout."

Team leader Leah had a bad feeling. After thinking for a moment, she ordered the rest to stop and the team to continue forward.

"call--"

The wind howled, and the snow grew thicker, making the journey difficult.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, amidst the deathly silence of the snow-covered mountain winds, a faint, ethereal murmur suddenly began to linger: