It's time to become an evil god.

The other believers' expressions changed drastically; for some reason, they felt a sense of déjà vu about this scene. Suddenly, one believer realized that the strange, jellyfish-like form of the Holy Lord after his fall and transformation was just like a scene from a Miyazaki Hidetaka game. Everyone felt sympathy for Bai Ge before them; perhaps this ancient god brother, wielding a katana and a vial of blood collection, hadn't yet realized the gravity of the situation.

"Hmph! H ...

Strange syllables erupted from the depths of the corrupted, mutated jellyfish monster's throat, followed by a sudden surge of tentacles that lunged towards Bai Ge. Once cultists were entangled by the tentacles, they instantly dissolved into a pool of thick liquid, merging with the clean, clear lake water. Although currently only their consciousnesses had entered this ancient god's tomb, once their consciousness collapsed and perished, their physical bodies in reality would also die.

Using the Holy Lance's teleportation effect, he instantly appeared in front of the monster, dodging the wet, wriggling tentacles, and slammed his fist into the lake behind him, splashing water several meters high. The lake instantly seemed to boil and surged violently.

The opponent's enormous and cumbersome weight prevented it from making agile dodges. At this moment, the DNA modification agent had already been injected into the jellyfish monster, directly modifying its racial genes into those of a demon.

At the same time, the Demon King's bone hammer seemed to suddenly beat like a living heart, and Bai Ge plunged it hard into the back of his neck.

Click.

The gasp came the instant the blade pierced the neck; the entire back of the neck exploded, revealing a bloody, mangled wound. The Demon King's bone hammer, with its guaranteed critical hit effect, moved swiftly through the White Singer's hands, slicing through one horrifying scar after another.

However, he soon realized that something was wrong. No matter how severe the critical damage was, granulation tissue would start to grow and the wound would heal in the next instant.

The fallen lord roared, "It's no use. As long as I remain in this lake, I will live forever."

Floating on the lake were numerous bloodied limbs and remains; many believers had been disemboweled by monsters, leaving only piles of mangled flesh staining the water red. The corrupted and mutated Holy Lord, however, appeared as a near-immortal being on the shimmering lake surface under the moonlight.

"It's no use. No matter how many times you cut me, as long as this lake is still here, I can easily heal any fatal wound."

The corrupted and mutated monster sneered, "This is a power bestowed by the gods. You mere mortals have no idea how terrifying the gods are."

"We can't spoil you. We should use a water pump instead."

Bai Ge silently made a mental note of it. He would go to his shop another day to craft a perpetual motion water pump and put it in his inventory just in case.

Despite his horrifying appearance, eerie human voices still emanated from the Holy Lord's mouth.

“My previous research went in the wrong direction. The real way to summon the ancient gods is hidden in the past history, rather than trying to find a way out in the stars. The Foolish Spider itself carries the ability to rewind time. As long as you consume its blood over a long period of time, you can gain some of the same power.”

A tangible clock appeared in the Lord's hand, and he began to move the hands in the opposite direction. As the speed increased, the surrounding scenery began to flash backward, as if a slideshow was playing, from World War II to World War I to the dark and lightless Middle Ages.

The era that followed is unknown. Bai Ge saw strange arrays painted on the walls of a city, various animal corpses hanging from the eaves, blood-rusted iron hooks everywhere, inverted crosses everywhere, bizarre instruments of torture, tentacles that appeared and disappeared, dead infants scattered on the ground, monsters gnawing on embryos, and the scene was rapidly disappearing.

Then came the ancient times, a world before the emergence of humankind, a desolate and cold wasteland, where only icy winds and snow filled the sky.

Finally, there was a vast, cold, and icy ocean, where the light of the blood moon, like the setting sun, illuminated the white stone pillars that emerged from the mysterious sea.

However, there were no twinkling stars in the sky at this moment. Instead, there were countless eerie and enormous eyes that appeared in the sky, densely packed together as if they were staring intently at the wasteland Earth. Even though they were just illusions presented through the timeline, they gave people a terrifying sense of oppression.

No one knew the meaning of this apocalyptic scene, and the distorted and corrupted Holy Lord, who was about to lose his mind, regained his composure once again.

Bai Ge looked up and muttered to himself, "I had a dream before where I became an ancient god. Then the capitalists discovered that ancient gods cannot die, so they called in a few investigators and professors from the University of Michigan to force us to work illegally in their factory."

What the hell is this?!

"..."

Suddenly, Bai Ge and the Holy Lord simultaneously heard a low, guttural roar, like the deep howl of some wild beast. Moreover, this strange roar seemed to grow louder and louder, as if it were getting closer and closer to them.

Ripples began to appear on the once calm water, spreading out like footprints, as if something unseen was gradually approaching in that direction.

The ripples on the water's surface abruptly ceased, and in the next instant, a cloud of white mist, seemingly condensed from scorching heat, rose up. Within the mist, a gaunt, ravenous monster appeared before the two, as if its act of time travel had startled the other.

The monster before them had nothing to do with living things; it was like a wisp of unformed smoke, and the strange creature shrouded in the smoke was releasing dangerous signals.

"What the hell is this thing?"

Before the Holy Lord could react, the monsters that had gathered rushed at him and began to bite and tear at him, leaving bloody scratches all over his body.

The entire lake began to churn, the water stained crimson with blood, and the Holy Lord was forced into a series of defeats.

Could it be the legendary killer of online novel transmigrators, Tindalos's Hound?

This time, Paw Patrol really made a great contribution!

The Paw Patrol is doing a great job!

The strangely torn and ripped skin did not begin to heal; instead, it continued to fester and gradually enlarged.

As the Holy Lord struggled, he glanced at Bai Ge, who was sitting to the side watching the commotion, and roared, "Why aren't you being attacked by them?"

Bai Ge explained, "Wait a minute, I'm at least the same kind of person as them, aren't I?"

The Holy Lord's voice sounded somewhat surprised, "What, you're a dog too?"

Bai Ge nodded seriously, "Yeah, aren't single people dogs too?"

Chapter 217 Okay, let's play cards this time.

The foolish spider floating on the lake seemed to have come to life, trembling incessantly. The moon above the lake turned a shocking blood-red, and even the once clear lake water turned crimson, churning and bubbling with filthy, turbid foam. At this moment, the lake surface seemed to have changed color, reflecting the scene of the starry storm sea. The celestial body, resembling a black hole, continued to change its unpredictable shape, as if crying out for help from the depths of space.

Do not look directly into His eyes.

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind him. Bai Ge turned around abruptly and encountered the Dream Eater that had mysteriously appeared and disappeared in his dream last time.

Bai Ge looked at the guy in front of him with slight surprise, frowned and said, "So it was you."

The Dream Eater spoke in a low voice, and the monsters that had emerged from the cracks in time seemed to sense some kind of threat. Their forms began to blur into a cloud of mist, and eventually they vanished on the lake.

"What exactly is that above the Storm Star Sea?"

"That's a poor banished wretch; He's gone mad."

The Dream Eater seemed completely unconcerned about the other's thoughts, and instead slowly asked, "Have you obtained another incomplete ancient god's umbilical cord?"

Bai Ge shook his head and asked in confusion, "What ancient god umbilical cord? After completing the trial mission, we only obtained the qualification to advance."

"What? Could it be that the ancient god's umbilical cord has been taken away?"

The Dream Eater showed a rare look of hesitation. "This is not good. It seems that some of their agents are getting impatient and don't want to follow the rules anymore. Since they don't follow the rules, then we don't need to be polite either."

Bai Ge seemed to have sensed some kind of conspiracy and pressed further, "Wait, what exactly are you plotting?"

"agent."

The Dream Eater seemed very reluctant to explain this matter, only giving brief, vague, and evasive answers: "The high and mighty gods cannot directly influence the game's structure; they can only play their pieces according to the game's rules. Some attempt to intervene by projecting their offspring's identities at high risk, but most fail. Others support proxy players; once you survive to the end of the second trial mission, you'll be qualified to begin understanding the truth of the world."

The dream-eating tapir turned its head, and the resurrected foolish spider began to weave and lay out a huge dream web on the lake. At this moment, the Paw Patrol also disappeared, leaving only a cold, blood-red moonlight.

"After the foolish spider was resurrected, time could finally begin to flow backward again, and the past and future would be projected onto the present moment. Unexpectedly, the pattern that the gods had been planning for so long was opened up in such a dramatic way."

The Dream Eater looked at Bai Ge and said, "The next time you encounter another umbilical cord owner, I will appear in your dungeon trial mission to help you seize the second umbilical cord. In return, you need to promise me one thing: become our agent."

"and many more."

Bai Ge made a pause gesture and asked very seriously, "Becoming an agent is fine, but how much is the salary? Is there social insurance and housing fund? Is there paid annual leave? There should be semi-annual and quarterly bonuses, right? Is an injury sustained during a mission considered a work-related injury?"

"..."

"None of these are as barren as you described."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tibia connected to the foot bone suddenly surfaced on the water, with strange ciphers carved on it. Bai Ge picked up the bone, and the ciphers on it began to emit a crimson light, flickering faintly.

[Item: Achilles' Heel]

[Quality: Excellent]

【Features: After use, it forcibly exposes the enemy's fatal weakness, causing them to stagger. The duration varies depending on the strength of the target. It is ineffective against Outer Gods, Ancient Gods, Old Gods, and higher-ranking beings.】

[P.S.: Please respect the divine and do not feed the bones to the dogs, thank you.]

"Consider this a small gift."

The Dream Eater slowly said, "At least once we confirm that you have the qualifications to be an agent, you will know the next step of the plan."

"A bone as a greeting gift? You guys are so stingy! Why don't you give me thousands of legendary and perfect-level items to arm me to the teeth?"

The Baku's lips twitched slightly; hearing these words still made its blood pressure soar.

Even gods don't have thousands of perfect-level items, okay?

Do you think we're prop wholesalers?

Bai Ge continued, "And the next mission you mentioned isn't just about stealing the umbilical cord, is it? If it were just about stealing a single umbilical cord, you wouldn't have to personally get involved."

The Dream Eater was clearly unwilling to continue the discussion with Bai Ge in too much depth on this topic. "I'm just helping you steal the umbilical cord in the next multiplayer scenario mission. As for the other plans, you don't need to know."

Bai Ge curled his lip, "You're a seasoned riddle teller as soon as you open your mouth."

"Let's go back."

The Dream Eater said coldly, "Your next mission is about to begin. I will naturally appear when the multiplayer mission starts."

Thinking back on everything that had happened, Bai Ge seemed to have grasped a clue. He wanted to say something more, but then a thick fog rolled in around him, and the Dream Eater disappeared into the fog.

Only after the fog dissipated did Bai Ge find himself standing before the altar again. All the worshippers around him lay on the ground, their eyes wide and their expressions contorted in agony, long since dead. Only Chen An remained on the altar, his eyes tightly shut, trembling with fear.

Bai Ge patted him on the shoulder and said, "Wake up, the mission is done."

Chen An cautiously opened his eyes, and was horrified to find that everyone had a deathly, grotesque face. He carefully turned his head to look at Bai Ge behind him and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Bai, what exactly happened?"

"If you don't court death, you won't die. Without exception, they all died after seeing the true face of the ancient god."

Bai Ge pulled a cell phone from one of the dead cultists, tossed it to Chen An, and said, "Call the Special Affairs Bureau to come and clean up the mess. Don't call the local branch, call the Xu City headquarters directly."

Chen An hurriedly asked, "Wait, what about you, Mr. Bai?"

"Right now, I have more important things to do."

Bai Ge's message log was already at 999+, clearly indicating that various factions were trying to win him over, given his knowledge of all the summoning and banishing spells within the Miskatonic University library. However, thanks to the protection of the Special Affairs Bureau, no faction dared to make a move against him.

At the same time, Bai Ge saw a reminder of the system's next script mission, but this time the mission name was a bit strange.

[Single-player scenario mission: Okay, this time let's play cards]

Chapter 118 Leia, the Hunter, Fire and Sun

"Playing cards? Could this mission be based on the Yu-Gi-Oh! universe?"

Although the specific mission objectives and process are not explicitly shown, the fact that the mission reward is a mysterious card allows us to roughly guess the world view and background. However, this kind of specialized gameplay often requires a deep understanding of complex rules, which is precisely where Bai Ge is not good.

So he decided to ask Yuu Hoshino, who he had previously added as a friend, for advice, since Yuu Hoshino was the only player among them who had a Duel Disk.

Unexpectedly, the other party readily accepted the invitation, and the two agreed to meet at a shop in the flea market. Bai Ge avoided the eyes and ears of various organizations and their intermediaries, sneaking into the tavern through the back door.

The tavern isn't just a place for eating, drinking, and playing board games in the game world; it's also a venue for private information exchange and secret transactions. The main hall is noisy, and fighting is strictly prohibited; violators will have their player status revoked. This measure leads everyone in the tavern to speak politely, fearing that they might inadvertently have their player status revoked by the system.

Bai Ge, wearing a mask and sunglasses, sat directly opposite Yu Shixingma. He asked in a low voice, "How did you play cards before? I heard your win rate was incredibly high?"

Yuju Hoshino nodded, staring at Shiroka in front of him, and said, "Playing cards? It's very simple, anyone can do it."