It's time to become an evil god.

Chapter 161 The Cursed Golden Kingdom

Having been teleported through the magic circle, Nishizawa Ryo was completely unprepared to see all the high-ranking members of the chorus staring at him in disbelief. Following the script provided by Bai Ge, he coughed lightly and forced himself to read his lines, "Very good, Bishop, your mission has been successfully completed. We originally agreed to infiltrate for three years, but unexpectedly, three years later, another three years, and now you've become a bishop. Now we can finally declare you a glorious official of the Special Affairs Bureau."

"No, I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"

The man behind the golden mask was speechless, realizing it was clearly a trap set for him. What angered him even more was that when the Special Affairs Bureau personnel appeared, his subordinates had obviously already believed this conspiracy theory, which couldn't be more fake.

Bai Ge stepped forward first and suddenly said, "Listen to me, everyone! The bishop is incompetent and corrupt, a traitor to his own people, and corrupt officials are abusing their power. The people are suffering, and we have no choice but to rise up in rebellion today."

He then pointed to the chorus bishop, saying, "Unless he turns over a new leaf and changes his ways on Bishop's Day, he'll be like a fan at five speeds."

"Wait, everyone, don't make a move yet."

Another saint, Natasha, stopped Bishop Amelia, who was trying to demonize him, and said softly, "To be honest, I also want to see the five-speed electric fan on Bishop's Day."

"You bunch of bastards!"

With a roar, the golden mask emitted a dazzling light.

Bishop Amelia's hair transformed into countless fine, venomous snakes, their mouths open, flicking red tongues and revealing terrifying fangs. Her skin turned ashen, covered in fine snake scales, and even her lower body, particularly her feet, began to degenerate into snake-like forms. Everything within sight turned to stone.

Even Bai Ge couldn't help but change his expression. "Is this middle-aged woman with the curly hair the legendary White Snake?"

"You're the fucking middle-aged woman!"

Bishop Amelia felt like she was about to have a stroke from anger. "I am Medusa!"

At this moment, Nishizawa Ryo couldn't help but prepare to join the battle. Just as he took a step forward, Saintess Natasha immediately warned everyone, "Be careful. I know this guy. He's Nishizawa Ryo from the Special Affairs Bureau. Unless you're absolutely certain of a fatal blow, don't make a move. This guy will unleash terrifying power once he's attacked."

Ryo Nishizawa turned around and shouted to his colleague behind him, who had transformed into the Chainsaw Devil, "Chainsaw Man!"

"I know without you having to tell me."

The saw chain with iron spikes bound his ankles, and he was lifted up and thrown violently toward the chorus members. The chorus members all tried to avoid it, scattering left and right to dodge. In the end, Xize Liang's face slammed hard into Saintess Natasha's palm.

This scene stunned Saint Natasha, who abruptly withdrew her hand and stared at the other person with a look of horror.

Xi Zeliang raised his head, a sinister and ferocious aura emanating from the depths of his eyes.

"Very well, you've made me bleed, now I'm going to start struggling."

Hey! Referee! That's a fucking foul!

You were the one who bumped your face into my hand!

Before the inner complaints could be uttered, the pebbles scattered on the concrete floor began to vibrate, and dust from the ceiling scattered everywhere. The steel reinforcement and cement beneath were revealed; the cold, rusty steel seemed to come alive, writhing like living things, giving off a chilling sense of dread.

Nishizawa Ryo said coldly, "I have turned the entire London Underground into a steel monster. Now all of you are trapped in the tunnel and cannot escape."

"Quick, attack together and kill him, or we won't be able to get out."

Medusa looked at Xize Liang, but was stopped by the strange chainsaw man.

[The Devil's Contract]

Chainsaw Man pulled out the Demon Contract and made a pact with the hellish demon within. He then pointed the chainsaw at the other believers besides the bishop and swore an oath before the hellish demon.

"Hellish demons".

Without hesitation, the chainsaw man said, "I will sacrifice fifty years of my life to drag all the chorus members present here into hell."

Under the influence of the distorted hourglass of time, the lights overhead began to flicker, and the dim yellow lights hanging from the top of the tunnel outside the door went out one by one as darkness gradually encroached.

"what?"

"What the hell is this thing?"

The next instant, a black mud pool, soft like a swamp, appeared on the ground. Countless pale arms emerged from beneath the mud, grabbing the cultists' feet. No matter how they cast spells, they couldn't harm the arms in the slightest. Then, fingers even emerged from their mouths, dragging them into hell, leaving them helplessly watching themselves slowly engulfed in fear and despair.

As the last scream that echoed through the hall faded away, the once densely packed hall was instantly filled with empty spaces, leaving only the choir bishop standing in place.

Within seconds, the entire leadership of the chorus was wiped out.

"You guys handle this guy. I'll go hold off the other chorus members."

After saying that, the chainsaw man leaped down into the unfathomable black mud, waving goodbye with his chainsaw.

The situation suddenly reversed.

The bishop of the chorus analyzed and compared the situation. At this time, only Xi Zeliang, Ye Mo, the captured target player and a useless teammate whose friend or foe was unknown were left. They were likely to face a situation where they had to fight three against one and also be careful of the guy behind them dragging them down.

"Don't panic, Bishop."

Bai Ge argued confidently, "Their active-duty army only has 2.8 million people, while our choir has nearly 10 million loyal followers worldwide. We can easily launch a Stalingrad-like campaign. Ten million against two million eight hundred thousand, the advantage is on our side. Don't panic, everyone, just keep attacking."

"I'll auto-attack you my foot."

"Guys from the Special Affairs Bureau, don't think you're the only ones who can make contracts with monsters from other worlds!"

The bishop finally realized that if he didn't take down this guy first, he might really have to fight four against one. In order to ensure a fatal blow, he directly used a trump card that he had been saving for many years.

A candle with strange coded messages emerging from it, with a small flame the size of a bean burning on it.

[Item: Demon God Ritual]

[Quality: Excellent]

【Features: Sacrifice a living player to summon the cursed doll Nicolofia. Use a high-level mind control skill to ignore the mind control ability of targets below the cursed doll level and directly control them. The cooldown time after sacrifice and summoning is thirty days.】

[P.S.: Tauren are the best!]

"I am willing to sacrifice the life of Saintess Asri to summon the cursed doll Nicorofia!"

The bishop held up candles, offering sacrifices and blessings for the birth of the dark demon.

However, the flame only flickered and nothing unusual happened.

"how is this possible?"

A look of surprise flashed across the bishop's face. "This is clearly not a fake, so why did the summoning fail?"

Did I ever say that I am a living, breathing person?

Bai Ge, dressed as an exquisite doll, unbuttoned her clothes, revealing the smooth joints of the doll beneath the artificial skin. Only then did the bishop realize what was going on.

"You are not Saintess Ashley, who are you?"

Night Demon unlocked the shackles on his wrists, turned his neck, and said, "I'm laying my cards on the table, and I'm not pretending anymore."

He raised his arm, and behind him appeared a monster whose arms were assembled from countless guns. Its exposed ribs contained countless human skulls, and its lower body was held together by several gun chains in a spiral, floating in mid-air.

"The Gun Demon in its complete form?"

The other party raised his arm and aimed it at the choir bishop in front of him, and a torrential downpour of raindrops pounded on his body.

Using the terrifying power of the bullets, the chorus leader was thrown into the wall, which was riddled with bullet holes.

Blood was gushing from the bishop's entire body, but the golden mask remained smooth and gleaming.

"Come, enter the immortal golden palace."

As soon as the words were spoken, the subway tunnel, which had been writhing like a living thing, vanished, replaced by a magnificent, colossal palace, entirely forged from gold. Despite its grandeur, the palace exuded an eerie, lifeless aura.

Even more terrifying were the coffins adorned with various gemstones embedded in the walls. With a soft creak as the golden coffin lids were closed, withered arms emerged from within...

The choir bishop, seated on his throne, looked down at the crowd and said coldly, "Welcome to the cursed golden kingdom."

Chapter 162 Bishop, have you taken the wrong medicine?!

"Be careful, the choir bishop seems to have used some kind of secret technique to pull us into an alien space."

Xi Zeliang stared at the golden palace that appeared around him. Although there had been no malicious attacks against them so far, it always gave people an eerie feeling, as if the entire golden palace was a strange barrier.

"We've encountered similar dangers in previous missions, but this one seems a little different..."

Night Demon raised his hand and glanced at his fingers, his expression changing drastically.

"Oh no, our bodies are gradually turning into gold."

The Gun Demon behind Night Demon raised its arm, which was made of guns and was gradually turning gold. Desert Eagles, Kalashnikovs, AR rifles, and Gatling guns all turned gold. In an instant, the Gun Demon, who made a grand entrance, became the shooting game player that 300 million elementary school students dream of.

Ryo Nishizawa also noticed that the shimmering light of the mechanical heart was gradually dimming. The metal body of the mechanical structure was being corroded by the gold, and the delicate parts inside could not withstand the corrosion force, and began to make a crackling sound.

The bishop of the choir simply sat quietly on it, motionless, while Nishizawa Ryo and his group could no longer withstand the devastating sense of oppression.

Ryo Nishizawa drank a life-restoring potion, but it did not alleviate the process of turning him into gold. This seemed to be a non-harmful attack, simply transforming the target into an inanimate object.

"Give me twenty seconds. I need him to stay still for twenty seconds!"

Nishizawa Ryo took a deep breath and pulled out the scroll of certain-death skills that the witch had given him before she left.

[Props: Death is the end of all life]

[Quality: Legendary]

[Features: Disappears after one use. The target must remain stationary for 20 seconds. Any deviation during this time will be considered a failure. After 20 seconds, the target's life will be terminated regardless of any defensive measures.]

[P.S.: Why did your pocket watch suddenly stop?]

Death is the end of all life because the conditions required to activate it are too demanding. Even though it is a legendary item, its actual value is not high. In particular, the long charge-up time clearly tells the opponent that you are about to unleash a powerful move.

"Leave it to me."

After pulling out an ordinary pencil, Night Demon charged toward the chorus bishop, while the Gun Demon behind him raised its golden arm and unleashed a terrifying barrage of bullets toward the bishop.

Bullets, denser than a downpour, rained down on the throne, yet they failed to penetrate the body of the now-monstrous Golden Lich King, leaving not even a scratch.

The pencil was stuck into the golden skin, but it couldn't penetrate even a little bit. It seemed that in the pencil's judgment, the golden skin was not considered armor, but rather a direct part of the Golden Lich King.

"In front of those immortal old guys, the Night Demon is nothing more than that."

The Golden Lich King raised his arm, and the Night Demon's neck began to turn gold. He felt his entire respiratory tract turn to gold, and he clutched his throat in pain as he knelt down.

"Unless I die, you'll just become my collectible."

The Golden Lich King rested his chin on his hand, seemingly observing Xize Liang, who was still casting a spell, with great interest. If he took a step to the left, the opponent's deadly spell would completely miss.

However, he was not in a hurry. Like a cat toying with a mouse, he prepared to take a step in the last few seconds and deliver a fatal blow.

pat.

A glass bottle arced through the air and smashed into the face of the Golden Lich King. The glass shattered, and the yellowish-brown liquid inside splashed all over his face.

What is this?