It's time to become an evil god.

"Ok?"

He said coldly, "Are you afraid?"

"Oh no, I'm not afraid."

Bai Ge said seriously, "Before we take action, could I check your health codes first?"

Chapter 171 I'll know what cruelty is once I'm insane

A close contact has been identified in the author's residential community, and they will likely be quarantined and tested for nucleic acid. Hopefully, nothing serious will happen.

"Green health code? What's that?"

Bai Ge explained, "Last time, I had a friend who was a son-in-law who was summoned by his domineering mother-in-law to have dinner with the boss. When he entered the room, the boss was so frightened by him that his face changed drastically, and he couldn't even hold his chopsticks. His mother-in-law was so scared that she thought her son-in-law was some kind of big boss who was pretending to be weak. She was so scared that she almost knelt down. When she asked him what was going on, she was so shocked that she almost fainted. It turned out that her son-in-law was actually a high-ranking official."

The player, suspected to be Gyoubu Masataka Oniwa, brandished his hook-and-sickle spear, frowning. They were originally players who had entered this dreamlike land to carry out a mission. Although they had encountered some non-human players such as werewolves and minotaurs before, no matter how much they swaggered before the start, they would eventually die miserably under the hook-and-sickle spear.

However, the guy in front of me was different; it was hard to tell whether he was confident and had real strength or was just bluffing.

The mission was to eliminate other player teams; essentially, it was a battle royale. The hook-and-sickle spear and other items were stolen from a museum. They didn't have any other enchanted functions. They also determined that the players' abilities in the dream weren't ridiculously exaggerated.

Since items and abilities cannot be used, this game will be a contest of brute force and wit. The blade of the hook-and-sickle spear was pointed at Bai Ge, and he said, word by word, "I don't know what you're talking about. Since you're also a player, then we won't hold back."

"Players only have one fate: death!"

"Oh, so you don't have a health code yet."

Bai Ge casually pulled out a mask and put it on, then sprayed alcohol all over himself before running a hundred meters backward in one breath. This series of confusing actions left the tall man, who was originally preparing to get close to fight, stunned in place.

What on earth is this guy doing?

"Excuse me, since you don't have a health code, if you want to fight me, please keep a distance of 100 meters. Thank you."

"Give me!"

Oniwa Gyoubu Masataka planted his hook-and-sickle spear in the ground, slicing through it as easily as a sharp blade cutting through tofu. He assumed a charging stance, gripped the spear handle with both hands in reverse, roared, and hurled the hook-and-sickle spear from the ground, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, hurtling fiercely towards Shiroka.

"die!"

Like a storm carrying countless sharp blades, it covered almost half the street. Wherever it went, the reinforced concrete was easily slashed open, and the utility poles fell in neat rows, like the crooked awns of wheat in a field after being cut by a knife, a truly gruesome sight.

After the thick smoke dissipated, the other party squinted, and Bai Ge remained standing in the same spot, motionless and unharmed.

"How...how is this possible?"

Oniwa Gyobu Masataka frowned. The attack just now had gathered all his power, and even if he survived it, he would be seriously injured.

"I'll do it."

Sase Jinsuke took a bamboo tube out of his pocket and poured the thick, gray, dust-like substance inside onto his hand. It looked like the clay left after incense had burned out, but it exuded an evil and eerie aura.

He took a deep breath, then puffed out his cheeks and blew hard towards Bai Ge.

A fierce rain of corrosive fire instantly illuminated the entire dark street. The corrosive fire, powerful enough to melt steel, fell on the walls and the ground, sizzling and eroding countless pits, as if it would turn the entire street into ashes. Moreover, the fire rain was inexhaustible, showing no signs of running out. Flames shot into the sky, transforming into a bright fire dragon that illuminated the entire street and enveloped Bai Ge.

Even so, Sase Jinsuke did not hold back at all. The next moment, the torrential rain of fire suddenly stopped, hovering in mid-air like a fireball. The next second, countless flames shot towards Bai Ge's direction.

He squinted, gazing at the blazing pillar of fire, a complex emotion flickering in his eyes.

To date, no player has been able to survive his fire, which is comparable to Amaterasu's Undying Flame.

They come from another timeline, a country called Ashina.

That land was harsh and barren, and the people suffered from years of war, leaving them hungry.

Until one day, a monster dressed in strange black clothes, with a completely black head, claiming to be Amaterasu, appeared before the elderly Isshin and made a promise to him and the Ashina clan.

He can restore Isshin, the ruler of Ashina, to his prime and even promise him immortality, but on one condition.

He and his Ashina followers must become players.

The Ashina bandits were initially unwilling to comply with his wishes, but the mysterious man simply clapped his hands lightly, and a terrifyingly huge figure descended from the sky.

The corpses of the white snake and the cherry dragon crashed onto the city walls, crushing the watchtowers and causing the walls to collapse. Debris flew everywhere, creating a deafening roar that filled the air. Everyone was horrified. Yet the man remained calm and collected, a faint smile on his face, as if everything he had just done was as simple as casually crushing a disgusting ant.

At this moment, the silent Isshin Ashina slowly opened his eyes. Faced with an even more terrifying existence, his pride as a sword saint was utterly insignificant.

Power and glory made the eyes of an old man, whose gaze had been lifeless and unmoving, sparkle again.

Moreover, He promised that as long as Ashina Isshin joined this game, he would be able to meet countless other sword masters.

The proud Isshin Ashina lowered his head and agreed to the mysterious man's conditions, becoming a player.

Along with everyone else around them.

They gained endless knowledge, insight into a terrifying past and a hopeless future, and some even went insane on the spot because they could not bear the pain.

Getting caught up in memories during battle is never a good thing; it's almost as risky as saying I'm going back to my hometown to get married after this battle or my child just learning to call me "Dad."

He quickly calmed himself down; no one could escape the flames that seemed to burn everything to ashes.

However, in the next instant, Oniwa Gyoubu Masataka grabbed his collar and shoved him backward with lightning speed.

The two figures suddenly retreated to the side and rear, their speed so fast that they even left afterimages.

A thick, long, fiery tentacle shot out from the raging, burning street, striking the spot where Oniwa Gyoubu Masataka had been standing. It grabbed the warhorse by the neck, gently twisted it, and the horse's head was turned 180 degrees.

Upon seeing this, Oniwa Gyoubu Masataka was furious and his eyes were practically bulging with rage.

"You killed my horse!"

The enormous tentacles, having missed their target, retracted, easily leaving a massive chasm over a hundred meters long in the ground. Bai Ge stood still, the flames merely swirling around him, unable to get close at all.

“I’m not just going to kill your horse, I’m going to kill your whole family.”

The opponent seemed to have the ability to shrink the distance to an inch, and in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared in front of Oniwa Gyoubu Masataka. Before he could even raise his hook-and-scythe spear, the slippery tentacles had already wrapped around his arm. A heart-wrenching pain came, and when he opened his eyes again, his entire arm had been ripped off.

A fist has no set rules, making it impossible to defend against.

Is this the power an ordinary player should have?

He endured the excruciating pain, clutching his bleeding arm, and stared wide-eyed at the man in front of him.

Even Sase Jinsuke, who was standing to the side, was dumbfounded. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Who, who exactly are you?"

The enormous black tentacles writhed continuously as he calmly said, "Moderator of the Quit Gambling Forum, Military Boxing, please enlighten me."

The pain, however, drove Oniwa Gyobu Masataka into a state of madness. A horrifying, giant centipede suddenly emerged from the wound, writhing and struggling. Even its eyes became bloodshot and turned red, as if it had fallen into a state of frenzy.

Bai Ge frowned, pointed at him, and questioned, "Hey, are you cheating? You can't beat them, so you resort to a second transformation?"

"shut up."

He roared, "Winning is all that matters."

"In that case..."

Bai Ge pulled out a metal belt, turned his neck, and calmly said, "After I transform, you'll know what cruelty is."

Chapter 172 Welcome to the Cecil Hotel

"Masked Transformation?"

They had encountered similar players before in strange near-future Japanese dungeons, such as hunting giant octopuses that emitted a ghostly green light in Fukushima, and players who embedded strange items in their belts and made a series of inexplicable and bizarre voices. Of course, Ashina Sword Saint pulled out his gun and fired a burst of bullets without saying a word, lamenting that times had changed and this thing was indeed more useful than a sword.

Before he died, the player, who hadn't fully transformed, cursed the old man for lacking martial ethics, then lay on the ground and breathed his last.

"What the hell are you?"

With bloodshot eyes, Oniwa Gyobu Masataka could no longer be called human. He simply couldn't call this creature, whose neck could rotate 180 degrees and whose joints could perform movements that humans couldn't, one of his own.

Click.

Bai Ge's jaw was dislocated at a 90-degree angle, and countless wriggling tentacles crawled out from inside, a terrifying sight no less than facing a horrific hell.

A whisper, like that of an ancient god, echoed in my ears: "In my first life, I was reincarnated as the Mischievous Bull King, but I triggered a heavenly tribulation and was pulverized into a tender beef square."

"In my second life, I transformed into a golden crow, but I harbored jealousy and was tragically hunted down. My resentment lingered, and I eventually transformed into Wallace's Spray Chicken Burger."

"In this life, I'm not pretending anymore. I'm coming clean. I'm takoyaki!"

The opponent transformed into a large, black, cloud-like object, flowing down from the hole in the ceiling like a living thing and closing in. Even with the insect-possessed Oniwa Gyoubu Masataka wielding his hook-and-sickle spear, he couldn't withstand it.

The black mist slid down like quicksand, spreading rapidly across the surrounding ground. It grew as fast as it was exposed to the wind, instantly forming a dense, cloud-like mist. Oniwa Gyobu Masataka swung his hook-and-sickle spear and smashed it down hard. With the impact, dust flew everywhere, and a terrifying, dark, writhing figure could be vaguely seen through the gap created by the blow.

Oniwa Gyoubu Masataka, who had always dared to slay even mountain spirits and demons, began to tremble with unusual fear when facing this "monster." He shouted to Sase Jinsuke behind him, "Quick, let's go back and inform Genichiro..."

Before he could finish speaking, Oniwa Gyoubu Masataka felt a sharp pain in his chest. When he looked down, a wriggling tentacle pierced through his chest. However, the insect possession meant that no matter how severe the injury, he would not die. His once-proud immortality now felt like a curse of despair. The black tentacles repeatedly tore his body to pieces, only to heal itself completely. Even the strongest-willed person could not withstand the excruciating pain and eventually fainted.

Sase Jinsuke stumbled and ran, even losing the sword at his waist. He originally thought that without skills or items, these samurai, who had been immersed in swords and blood since childhood, had an absolute, almost cheating, advantage in strength. But he didn't expect that the opponent's cheat was even more outrageous, completely inhuman!

Even werewolves and beastmen are barely considered "normal" in the classification, but this monster in front of you, which is even more terrifying than the bizarre octopus, you call it a player?

I'd believe it if you told me it was the final villainous boss mutated by nuclear radiation!

"The poison circle hasn't shrunk yet, as long as we can get to that place!"

Before Sase Jinsuke could even finish speaking, a piercing pain shot through his chest. He looked down in surprise and saw a huge, bloody hole in his chest. He grabbed the writhing tentacles on his chest and turned around with difficulty, only to see a hideous and terrifying face behind him.

Even the legendary Seven Samurai of Ashina Dungeon were not as terrifying as the creature before them.

"What kind of monster are you?"

Bai Ge retracted the wriggling tentacle that had emerged from deep within his throat, coughed, and said in a serious tone, "Hello, if I said I'm a normal person, would you believe me?"

Sase Jinsuke seemed to have heard a very funny joke, and he wanted to laugh, but the pain of his torn wound made him gasp.

"Those who die in this dream don't wake up in the real world, but instead go to a deeper layer of the dream, right?"

Bai Ge leaned closer to the other person, still holding Oniwa Gyoubu Masataka's head in his hand, and explained, "I wasn't idle while chasing you just now. After my sincere questioning, the other person told me everything he knew. You guys are on a mission called Battle Royale, right? Apparently, if you can't enter the hotel in the city center within the specified time, something terrible will happen. So you stayed in this godforsaken place to prevent other players from advancing. After all, the fewer players who enter the hotel, the more advantageous you are. It's just a pity that the mission I'm on is not the same as yours."

Sase Jinsuke spat out a mouthful of blood and stared wide-eyed.

"Aren't you here to participate in...?"

Click.

The next second, Bai Ge pulled his spine out and threw it to the ground, saying in an icy tone, "Sorry, my mission is not the same as yours."

At this moment, the next step of the mission appeared before Bai Ge's eyes.

Enter the hotel, uncover the truth behind it, and discover that some items have been unsealed.

After defeating Jinsuke Sase, the fog dissipated at the end of the street not far away, revealing an old and eerie hotel. Its exterior was dilapidated, like a weathered and crumbling building; the exterior tiles had peeled off, revealing moldy, yellowish-brown brick walls underneath. Many windows were broken and shattered, their interiors dark and gloomy, as if concealing something terrifying.