It's time to become an evil god.

Beelzebub handed over something wrapped in a newspaper and asked kindly, "Want some Oli Gei? This is a sacrificial offering created by my follower, the gourmet old man of the island city, a secret-recipe mini burger."

The thought that the other person was Beelzebub, the Lord of the Flies, a symbol of plague and death, made Ed feel no interest in the food he offered, and he even felt nauseous.

"Forget it."

Ed asked tentatively, "What kind of believer are you?"

Beelzebub said with deep emotion, "I really didn't expect to find my loyal followers in modern human society. Although it's not at the same time, it's from the same source. No matter how fishy or foul, it's meat in my mouth. Let's go, brothers! *smack smack* I feel like these classic quotes should be compiled into a Bible of my own."

Ed, too lazy to pay attention to Beelzebub's blasphemous fallacies, steered the conversation back to the main point, pointing to the terrifying scene on the sea, and asked, "Can this be resolved?"

Beelzebub, who looked like the eighth brother of the island city, turned his head and looked at the huge black figures. He clicked his tongue in amazement and complained, "Why do you always provoke these troublesome things? Although I don't know which dimension these things come from, according to the law of conservation of energy, I'm not entirely sure. I might even end up crashing and burning."

"What? Even you're not confident?"

Ed felt a chill run down his spine, and he clenched his fists.

"There are many things I'm not sure about, and we're not the only ones."

Beelzebub glanced at him and said seriously, "However, since you are the one who was forced to sign a contract with me, I have two pieces of advice for you. I can forcibly take you out of this instance, but once I do that, the difficulty of your next mission will double, and I will also suffer a calamity as a result."

Ed clearly couldn't accept this approach, so he continued, "And what's the second piece of advice?"

"The second piece of advice..."

Beelzebub gazed at the vast Sea of ​​Death and said in a complicated tone, "Beneath the Sea of ​​Death lie two other, even more terrifying beings. Why don't you try to seek their help?"

Ed was stunned by Beelzebub's words. "Wait, are you saying there are two other terrifying beings beneath the Sea of ​​Death? Does that mean the one who summoned these black giants isn't the master of this sea?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Beelzebub was clearly very dissatisfied with Ed's words, and said with a sneer, "The black particles are just someone using the power of this sea in a trick, and this power does not originate from him. The true master is an unknown entity lurking thousands of meters below the abyss. If you are interested, I can take you to see Him, but whether He is willing to respond to your request is another matter."

"Yes, of course I'll go."

Ed gritted his teeth and said seriously, "This is my only hope. Even if it is something from the unspeakable abyss, I will find a way to force it to agree to my request using some kind of tool."

"Hmm? Let me warn you beforehand, this is playing with fire."

Beelzebub said with a smile, "But I like it."

Chapter 202 The Plan to Exterminate the Gods

The author went on a blind date today and only got back to write this evening. Sigh, another failed blind date.

Bai Ge, who had been swimming without attacking, was pulled into the abyss of the Dead Sea by the strange manta ray. To his surprise, the deep sea below the surface was completely desolate, without any life, fish, coral, seaweed, or even bottom sand. It was like a dark abyss. The monster that looked somewhat similar to the Sixth Apostle Fish Angel was moving deeper into the abyss.

Bai Ge held on tightly to the fishing rod, refusing to let go. After all, this was a scene that would go down in the history of the fishing forum. Have you ever seen a fishing enthusiast catch a "Fish Angel"? Probably only those who have caught Godzilla have the right to boast about it. Presumably, in a few days, the legendary post about catching a "Fish Angel" will be featured and pinned in the fishing forum.

However, Bai Ge was not happy too soon. The deeper he sank into the dark abyss, the more he could feel a strange and strong mental force invading his consciousness.

Strange whispers began to echo in his ears, as if someone were whispering in his ear, reciting obscure and difficult syllables. The deeper he went, the clearer the incantation-like sounds became. It was as if a collective of human consciousnesses was constantly interfering with his mind in the abyss of darkness, even causing strange hallucinations. Just as Bai Ge felt he was about to lose himself, a cold chill crept up his neck. He shivered violently, and when he came to his senses, he realized that the incomplete ancient god was tightly protecting him, and Mo Ming's whispers had vanished without a trace.

Thinking of this, Bai Ge felt a chill run down his spine. He had gone through many terrifying trials with the incomplete ancient god's umbilical cord, tempering his rationality time and time again. He wouldn't hesitate to dance on the edge of death, or even piss on the head of the King of Hell. But this kind of mental attack almost caused his rationality to inexplicably collapse, turning him into a floating corpse forever wandering in the abyss.

At this moment, the umbilical cord affectionately rubbed against Bai Ge's neck. It was the cord that had just pulled his consciousness back to the instance world. Bai Ge seemed to understand what the incomplete umbilical cord was trying to tell him.

"You mean, a dying offspring of a true ancient god is sealed beneath the Sea of ​​Death?"

Upon hearing this news, Bai Ge's expression changed. The true offspring of an ancient god cannot be compared with an inferior replica. The latter is merely a replica created by humans using the remains of an ancient god. It has no independent thought and its strength is greatly reduced.

However, the terrifying power unleashed by this unknown entity deep within the abyss is absolutely incomparable to the artificial monsters created by the chorus before.

"No."

Bai Ge shook his head firmly, instead gripping the fishing rod tightly. "How could a fisherman give up fishing for a mere ancient god? I'm telling you this now: even if Azathoth comes, he won't stop me from fishing!"

As they descended deeper, a glimmer of light finally appeared in the deathly silent depths of the sea, adding to the eerie atmosphere. This ghostly green light did not bring any sense of peace; instead, it intensified their fear and tension.

Deep beneath the sea lies a desolate ancient ruin, with broken, unidentified statues and collapsed green palaces, all bathed in a deathly glow, resembling a lifeless ghost city. Even more unsettling and terrifying is the presence of a silent palace at the very center of this ghost city, its green light emanating from its entrance and cracks in the walls.

The manta ray dragged Bai Ge to this place, and its body disintegrated on its own. A guy named Hideo Kojima was standing at the door, but he looked a little strange.

A black, umbilical cord-like structure connected to his head, and his eyes were an eerie black. He stood quietly at the entrance of the green-glowing palace, awaiting Bai Ge's arrival.

The puppet floating in front of the palace gate did not speak, but a strange consciousness entered Bai Ge's mind, and even through the thick seawater, it was able to mentally invade Bai Ge's world of consciousness.

His consciousness was dragged into a murky, desolate place, surrounded by complete darkness, like falling into an endless abyss of darkness. Then Bai Ge saw a sinister and eerie palace, entirely constructed from countless skeletons, with stacks of human heads carved into towering walls of white bones. Within the lightless, deep black palace, something enormous seemed to be slowly writhing.

"You've finally arrived. I've been observing you from the very beginning."

"You've been watching me all this time? Why?"

Bai Ge frowned, then seemed to realize something, and said with a look of sudden understanding, "So you're fishing too, bro?"

"..."

After a few seconds of silence, the other party continued, "Actually... I am what you call an ancient god..."

"and many more."

Bai Ge interrupted the other person and asked in return, "Do you ancient gods go fishing when you have nothing else to do?"

"That's enough!"

Glug glug.

Huge bubbles emerged from the depths of the palace, surging upwards through the doors and cracks, as if the ancient god's blood pressure had risen under Bai Ge's stimulation.

The next instant, Bai Ge's consciousness was forcibly expelled from that strange and eerie mental world and returned to reality.

"I……"

Hideo Kojima, now under the control of the ancient god, hesitated before slowly speaking, "I can feel the power within you; it can help me break the seal. If you can help me break the seal... wait, why are you leaving already?"

Bai Ge said without turning his head, "Your story is exactly the same as the one about Qin Shi Huang that texted me a few days ago asking me to help him rob a tomb. I now strongly suspect that you two are a fraud gang."

"...No, I didn't. Don't talk nonsense. I am a righteous evil god."

However, as soon as Bai Ge turned around, he saw two people behind him. One of them was Ed from the Frankenstein Alliance, who had been his teammate before, and the other was someone who looked remarkably like the food streamer Lao Ba.

"How will you be here?"

Bai Ge waved his fishing rod and said, "I'm here to fish."

Upon seeing Bai Ge, Ed's eyes flashed with a complex mix of surprise and astonishment. He even subconsciously glanced at Beelzebub beside him. He too felt the intense mental fluctuations emanating from the depths of the dark sea, constantly corrupting his consciousness. Had it not been for the protection of the summoned demon Beelzebub, he might have already lost his sanity and descended into madness in the Sea of ​​Death.

He popped a powerful tranquilizer into his mouth, and his wildly pounding heart slowly calmed down. Staring at the abyss below, Ed turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Wait, what's going on here? What the hell is this thing?"

"The offspring of an ancient god who was banished and sealed away."

"Can the offspring of ancient gods still be sealed away?"

Ed felt that his understanding of the world had been refreshed once again.

Beelzebub patiently explained, “Of course it is possible. Even high-ranking beings cannot achieve a 100% success rate in invading lower planes. Their physical bodies are limited by the laws of reality and cannot fully withstand the power of the beings. They will also perish over long periods of time. Therefore, in this timeline, a small group of professors from Miskatonic University secretly devised a ruthless plan.”

"They use special ancient seals to assist sealing magic, sealing a portion of the ancient gods and the offspring of superior beings from the depths of the universe or higher dimensions in a certain place. The divine projections that descend through the medium will weaken or even die over time."

"This is their plan to exterminate the gods, and it has indeed been effective. The vast majority of divine projections in this world have been exiled or banished."

At this point, Beelzebub turned his head and looked at the enormous, writhing black shadow deep within the palace, saying, "And you, why were you sealed here?"

"because……"

After a moment's hesitation, He slowly said, "Because I cursed a certain university professor in Miskatonic to never last three minutes in bed, he divined that I was the one who was behind it all, and banished me to this boundless sea of ​​death, sealing me with the most vicious old curse. Now I want to make a deal with you. If you can let me out, I am willing to grant you one request unconditionally."

"is it?"

Bai Ge tentatively asked, "Any request is acceptable?"

"Yes, any request is fine."

Bai Ge asked seriously, "What if the national football team wins the championship?"

"..."

After a moment's hesitation, He asked in a low voice, "Actually... have you ever considered the simple wish of world peace, which would benefit all of humanity?"

Chapter 203 I'm an Academic Rogue Who Came to Challenge the Master

Bubbles churned and throbbed beneath the seabed, like a pot of boiling water being stirred, while unspeakable monsters writhed restlessly in the abyss.

"Beelzebub, why can the offspring of the ancient gods so easily achieve the wish for world peace, but cannot lead the Chinese national football team to win the World Cup?"

What? Beelzebub? Upon hearing this name, Bai Ge's heart skipped a beat.

With ancient gods in front and demons behind, Bai Ge couldn't help but become wary.

Ed felt that Bai Ge's request was much simpler than world peace, but the ancient god's offspring's opinion that the latter was simpler was completely illogical.

"The theory of ants and humans".

Beelzebub, munching on a mini hamburger, explained, “Use your imagination. If you saw a group of ants spell out your name, wouldn’t it be hard not to notice them? Then the ants would think you have to help them—just because they spelled your name correctly. Then you’d be curious and wonder what they wanted. Usually, the wishes are something like, ‘Help me kill another ant,’ or ‘Give me a bunch of candy,’ and you’d think, ‘It’s simple, and fun.’ But sometimes, the ants would ask for something you can’t do. For example, a female ant might say, ‘I love another male ant, but he doesn’t pay attention to me. Great Lord, please make me unique to him.’ You don’t understand the ridiculous hormones of those little ants, so you have no choice but to stomp on all the other ants except for those two. Now its wish is fulfilled, isn’t it? Then the female ant, who was initially expectant, would whisper in a trembling, fearful voice, ‘What did I do?’ Then her sanity would collapse, and she would become a raving madwoman.”

Ed immediately understood the profound meaning behind Beelzebub's ambiguous smile, and lowered his voice to say, "Could it be that the so-called world peace is..."

"That's right, if all of humanity in the world disappeared, wouldn't that meet the requirements for world peace?"

After hearing Beelzebub's description, Ed felt a chill run down his spine. His eyes unconsciously drifted to the pitch-black abyss beneath his feet and the dead city emitting an eerie green light. For the first time, the thought of escaping this hellish place surfaced in his mind.

Becoming a player is like a hopeless curse.

The process of leveling up doesn't make things easier; instead, it becomes increasingly despairing as the background and world-building are explored.

Human society is like a small island in a boundless, dark sea; any attempt to step out of the island to understand the truth is tantamount to suicide.

Perhaps sometimes, ignorance is a beautiful but self-deceiving wish.

Ordinary people cannot feel the terror emanating from the stars, but the more times these players encounter clues about gods, the more they feel their own despair and insignificance.

Gradually, Ed began to understand why the mastermind behind this art exhibition was willing to give up his human identity to become a member of the Ancient Gods' kin and offspring.

If we can't beat them, then let's join them.

Even Beelzebub was busy promoting himself, saying, "If you think about it this way, at least in terms of honesty and trustworthiness, demons willing to make contracts with humans are much better than these capricious and crazy monsters."

Beelzebub curled his lip and said disdainfully, "Besides, I don't recommend releasing this guy either. Your entire player group might die at his hands."

"What have you decided?"

A deep, hoarse voice came from the depths of darkness, growing increasingly impatient as it emphasized and bewitched, "If you can help me break the seal, I can grant any of your wishes."

"Beelzebub, is it?"