It's time to become an evil god.

The mouthparts sluggishly moved, and Origin rolled aside to dodge the attack.

Realizing that the other party was using a feint, Dr. John roared angrily, "You despicable bastard!"

"All warfare is based on deception."

Only then did Origin insert the card into his belt, and a long spear appeared out of thin air, which he grasped.

"I admit there's an element of gambling involved, but between you and me, one of us has to die."

"what!!!!!"

Dr. John let out a roar.

Click.

The next instant, the body suddenly split apart, and the monster wearing Dr. John's skin finally stopped pretending. It tore off the face, revealing a bizarre face with large, dragonfly-like compound eyes covering most of it. It stretched out its severed arm and uttered obscure and incomprehensible words.

"careful!"

Genichiro behind him clutched his chest and stood up, his face showing fear.

"Cutting, it's talking about cutting!"

Cut?

Before anyone could react, the mangled arm was raised high above his head and then chopped down from above.

With a small movement, the remaining half of the corridor was cut in two. Wherever the finger passed, everything was cleaved open, the cut surface was smooth and flat, without any dents or burn marks.

Genichiro, who was standing in the middle, was still in a parrying stance when, in the next instant, the remaining half of the blade was also severed, cleanly cutting off his right shoulder and lower abdomen, causing blood to splatter.

"Is this some kind of monster that escaped from Dark Souls?"

Section Chief Xing couldn't help but complain, "There's absolutely no chance of winning!"

Genichiro knelt on the ground, his life rapidly slipping away. Faced with this bizarre attack, the immortal power within him was completely suppressed.

No, there is still one last hope.

He grabbed the broken half of the blade and stabbed it hard into his heart.

Click.

Genichiro's oil lamp went out, and he lowered his head.

Then, from the site of the rupture, a withered hand emerged slowly from the body.

Bai Ge and Section Chief Xing both widened their eyes at the same time.

"This person is... Isshin Ashina?"

Even Bai Ge was shocked. In this game, if you can't beat the boss, you can call for backup?

"My poor grandson...in the end, he couldn't escape the fate of death?"

Having lost his Nodachi and Cross Spear, Ashina Isshin did not immediately make a move. Instead, he looked at the monster who had killed his grandson with an almost indifferent gaze. He did not speak, but asked Bai Ge and Origin, "Which of you can lend me a melee weapon?"

"I have."

Bai Ge tossed over a Kalashnikov rifle with a bayonet. Ashina Isshin stared at the heavy iron weight in his hand, a look of suspicion on his face.

Bai Ge explained, "Believe me, this thing is much more useful than cold weapons."

"die!"

With a final roar, the monster unleashed an agility that was the complete opposite of its massive, clumsy body, and almost instantly rushed in front of Bai Ge, slamming him hard against the wall.

A large dent appeared in the dilapidated wall in an instant, raising a cloud of dust and sending flying shards of stone that hurt people.

The corridor was deathly silent.

"shit."

Section Chief Xing's expression changed, and he broke the silence first, "Mr. Bai has been hit."

"fine."

The Kamen Rider standing nearby comforted him, saying, "According to the laws of our world, smoke usually doesn't cause any harm."

As the dust gradually settled, Dr. John realized that he had only hit a few broken fishing lines.

At this moment, Bai Ge was holding the Holy Lance, standing steadily behind the monster, the sharp blade only a few centimeters away from its chrysanthemum.

"No, it's impossible."

With the last vestige of his sanity remaining, the doctor slowly said, "I clearly already..."

Bai Ge interrupted the other person rudely, "When did you get the impression that I didn't use Mirror Flower Water Moon?"

Chapter 182 Another Umbilical Cord

Nine thousand words updated

Even Kamen Rider Origins couldn't help but stand behind Hakuka and complain, "Hey, hey, hey, why can you so arrogantly and openly quote the villain's lines?"

However, the next moment, before the monster could react at all, the ancient relic, the Holy Lance, pierced straight into the spider's anus.

The monster let out a terrible roar and staggered forward several steps before stopping, still clutching the holy spear.

Everyone present felt a pang of unease and a tightness in their anus, silently memorizing Bai Ge's ID. They knew they absolutely mustn't offend him if they ever encountered him in some dungeon, or their "anus" might truly be in danger.

Of course, if they find out in the future that the other party also has a player title called "Bullfighter Hunter," these players from other realms will probably blacklist Bai Ge on the spot.

"Is that all you've got?"

The monster roared angrily, "It doesn't hurt at all."

"Of course not."

Bai Ge pointed to the black bag hanging on the Holy Lance and explained, "I also planted a bomb on it."

"bomb?"

With a loud bang, a powerful shockwave and airflow instantly enveloped the entire corridor, blasting a huge hole directly from the monster. The four people present were thrown away by the shockwave. The Kamen Rider quickly used his charged shield to protect Section Chief Xing, preventing him from being shattered by the violent shockwave.

A few minutes later, the entire corridor was a mess, a bloody mess.

The explosion was more spectacular than anyone had imagined.

Section Chief Xing, despite his advanced age and considerable hardship, struggled to his feet. Looking at the scene with disbelief, he whispered excitedly, "Did we succeed?"

"No, that thing isn't dead."

Ashina Isshin, who hadn't made a move yet, narrowed his eyes and stared at the figure in the smoke and dust.

The monster's powerful and terrifying strength stirred his previously calm heart. Along the way, he encountered different opponents: a swordsman carrying a Western cross greatsword with sharp eyes like a hawk, capable of splitting an iceberg in one stroke; and an interesting swordsman who once beheaded a dragon with a single strike.

An era teeming with masters, an era that inspires awe and wonder...

"what……"

Dr. John, who was almost split in two, still struggled to stand up. His wounds were healing at an incredible speed. At this moment, his consciousness was on the verge of dissipation. Next, the chaotic consciousness would take over the body again, turning him into a monster without consciousness, acting only on instinct.

Ashina Isshin glanced at the dagger in front of him, sighed, and then picked up the broken nodachi, which was only a third of its original length. "Sigh, I'll just have to make do with it. At least Genichiro's death has given me a little more meaning in wielding this sword."

Isshin Ashina raised his sword, swaying it gently like a breeze rustling a willow branch.

It only swayed slightly.

Countless fine jets of blood erupted from Dr. John's body, spraying and splattering everywhere. It was completely unclear how the other party had moved.

"Is this the strength of players from another realm? Without using any items or special skills, they severed that immortal monster in two with just a single slash?"

Bai Ge fell into deep thought. He finally understood what his homeroom teacher must have felt when he scolded them for being the worst class he had ever taught. These players from another world were not only ridiculously powerful, but Earth's gamers were like mud compared to academic slackers.

The next instant, the blade of Isshin Ashina's nodachi shattered into countless fragments, which fell to the ground.

He silently dropped the knife handle, then raised the muzzle of the gun and tentatively pulled the trigger.

bang bang bang-

The bullets struck the monster, producing a dull thud as flesh was torn apart. The monster, which had been writhing just moments before, fell completely silent.

Ashina Isshin looked at the smoking muzzle of the gun in his hand with slight surprise and muttered to himself, "This thing is much better than those broken handguns."

However, they only managed to eliminate Dr. John; the sealed anomaly was not dead and was at risk of further spiraling out of control. Despite the three having already slaughtered the source of the nightmare, the system did not indicate that the mission was complete.

"What exactly is going on?"

Bai Ge was also stunned. However, in the next instant, everything around him seemed to freeze. Section Chief Xing, Isshin Ashina, and the Kamen Rider stood motionless, as if they had become statues. Even the monsters' movements became sluggish, as if the camera had slowed down a thousand times.

"Phew, we've finally managed to re-contain it."

A deep voice came from behind Bai Ge. He turned around abruptly and saw an old wooden door that had appeared in the middle of the corridor. There, he saw a monster with a body like a horse, a nose as long as an elephant, a face like a lion, a cow's tail, and tiger's legs silently emerge from the crack in the door and appear in front of him.

The monster stared at Bai Ge in front of it and complained, "I don't know which despicable bastard forcibly stuffed such a dangerous thing as a fragment of a superior independent race into the dream. I was almost unable to restrain this guy today, but fortunately you eliminated Dr. John's desire to leave in time, so I was able to put him back into a state of sleep."

Bai Ge asked, dumbfounded, "What exactly are you?"

The monster said, "I forgot to introduce myself. I'm a dream-eating tapir. And you?"

Bai Ge was silent for a moment, then whispered, "The Asian Dance King, Nicholas Zhao Si."

"What did you mean when you said you fell into a deep sleep?"

Bai Ge pointed to the motionless corpse on the ground and asked, "Could it be that this guy is immortal?"

The Dream Eater explained, "You are now in the third layer of the dream, which is the world where the Cecil Hotel is holding the mutant anemones."

A wriggling sound came from behind, and a terrifying giant sea anemone slowly emerged from the darkness, its tentacles constantly swaying, appearing and disappearing at will.

After Bai Ge appeared, the giant sea anemone immediately became restless, extending its tentacles and constantly wriggling, as if searching for some food.

Bai Ge seemed unable to believe what she was seeing.

"What you killed was just a small chunk of flesh separated from the mutant anemone. Did you really think you could take down an exiled superior independent race with your current strength? Moreover, what's sealed in this space is just a fragment and a fragment of consciousness, while its true body is sealed in another cold and desolate world. At your current level, being able to preserve its whole corpse is already the best you can do."

"As for this dream, it's more like a prison. It's a way of imprisoning things that can't be resolved in the real world by sealing them in a space that never exists in reality. This is a consensus I reached with some living people. I don't know how long I've been here, I've lost the concept of the flow of time. Until I was woken up by you players."

Bai Ge felt a chill run down his spine. The secrets behind the evolution game were more complex than he had imagined, and he vaguely felt that he was caught in a huge web of conspiracy.

Bai Ge, whose identity is not special, is no different from those pawns that can be discarded at any time.

Thinking of this, Bai Ge moved his lips and asked cautiously, "What exactly is this Evolution Game? How much do you know about it?"

However, the Dream Eater simply shook its head slightly. "I only know a little more than you do. And for you right now, knowing too much is a burden. Many players go insane and commit suicide by shooting themselves after learning even a tiny fraction of the secret."