It's time to become an evil god.

Baphomet shrugged with an innocent expression and said jokingly, "I was just that poor supervisor who saw the truth of this world. Who knew that he could just make eye contact with the monster and be unable to withstand the crazy and twisted mental pollution, and directly transform into a familiar. Now, everyone in the research institute, whether living or monster, has become nourishment for the indescribable thing underfoot."

So what exactly is your plan?

Faust entered this instance with a specific purpose; he had arranged to meet Baphomet there. Originally a high-level civilization outside the Crystal Wall System, they had signed a series of secret pacts with the Frankenstein Alliance. Besides helping their organization's development in the Evolution Game, another, much larger plan remained unknown to Faust.

Baphomet did not answer Faust's question. Instead, he tapped the ground lightly with the toe of his shoe and said expressionlessly, "The one beneath your feet is Gaia, the earth god who was once revered by thousands."

Baphomet tapped the chair with two fingers and said calmly, "And what He is now is nothing more than an ancient evil god who has been mad and corrupted for tens of thousands of years."

"What do you want to do?"

"Kill God."

Baphomet rested one elbow on his chair, clenched his fist and propped his chin up, and said casually, "Stealing the power and divinity accumulated by the fallen mad god."

Faust's expression changed drastically. He had been thinking about how to survive when the evil god descended, and had never imagined that one day he would have to face the option of killing a god.

Baphomet suddenly raised his head, sighed silently, and said softly, "The Familia has arrived. Only by killing it can you truly face the evil god."

"According to the contract, I will lend you a portion of my power at that time."

Faust frowned and asked, "Why not now?"

"Because you didn't pay the price enough."

Baphomet snapped his fingers and said, “Go back, it’s here.”

Faust suddenly opened his eyes and saw that Nishizawa Ryo and the others were staring at him with strange looks.

"You'd better explain in layman's terms why you sat down immediately when you saw this chair of unknown origin?"

Faust didn't speak, but slowly pointed behind everyone and said in a low voice, "Although I really want to explain to you, let's be mindful of the occasion, because the person in charge is about to appear."

A strange roar came from not far away, as if some monster had been startled and was rushing towards them.

Chapter 241 Let Me Show You the Evil God of the Second Dimension

The broadcast system inside the underground containment facility emitted a crackling electrical sound, followed by a low, indistinct voice that seemed to possess a strange ability to penetrate eardrums, causing an unsettling feeling to rise within everyone.

"I understand, I understand everything."

A deep voice echoed throughout the underground research institute. Steve, the supervisor, spoke through the loudspeaker with a hint of excitement, his voice hoarse as he exclaimed, "Hahahaha! So all our efforts to save ourselves have only been delaying death! Since civilization is nothing more than a crumbling sandcastle built during the stranded period of the retreating gods, why not become the followers and kin of the gods? Becoming a kin is humanity's only hope for salvation!"

Everyone heard rustling sounds coming from the hall, as if something was wriggling. They saw countless pieces of flesh and blood emerging from the ventilation ducts, like a radiating spiderweb.

Bai Ge's gaze moved forward and then upward, revealing a floor and ceiling covered in disgusting, sticky, bloody messes of flesh and blood.

The horrifying head, barely recognizable as human, hung in mid-air, connected to the ceiling and floor by thick, fleshy bones.

An eye sprouted from his forehead and cheek, cold and eyelash-less. The blood-red fungal carpet covering the ceiling, floor, and walls began to writhe, like a giant opening its mouth, trying to swallow Bai Ge and his group whole. At this moment, Supervisor Steve opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a strange fanaticism and desire; the area below his neck had turned into a blood-red spiderweb.

"You have finally appeared. The final step of the entire plan is to sacrifice all of you in the correct manner, so that the gods sealed beneath the earth may be reborn. Join our glorious evolution!"

"Sorry, I'm not very interested in your gods."

Ryo Nishizawa said coldly, "I believe in the Cult of the Machine God."

Bai Ge asked curiously, "Are you really omniscient now?"

"Yes, I know everything."

Steve's eyes gleamed with fanaticism as he said, "I know everything that happened."

Bai Ge asked seriously, "Do you know when the Chinese football team will win the championship?"

"..."

"Do you know when Godzilla appeared in Japan?"

"..."

"Then you know..."

"Enough! Shut up!"

Steve, who had been speechless when questioned, suddenly became angry and roared, "Can't you tell me something I know?"

"Right now."

While Faust remained outwardly calm, he was secretly gathering his strength. Without hesitation, he tore apart the consumable scroll he had purchased at a high price from the flea market of the Evolution Game, releasing a cone-shaped wave that enveloped the space in front of him, attempting to seal that ugly head within a transparent triangular cone space.

The Horadric Scroll

It can create an absolutely confined space and continuously compress the so-called matter within it, ultimately reducing everything to nothingness.

After the monster's head enveloped it, it began to compress rapidly, seemingly trying to burst it. However, when it reached a certain point, it seemed to encounter some unseen resistance, becoming sluggish. Eventually, even the transparent triangular cone began to crack, and with a soft crack, the one-time consumable scroll item turned into a pile of shattered transparent glass, ultimately disappearing into nothingness.

A shadow fell over Faust's face. He hadn't originally intended to use a single-use, high-level consumable item to deal with the monster, but the fact that it couldn't even penetrate the monster's defenses was a bit unreasonable.

"Let me do it."

Anan unleashed all the explosive tags he had, which flew towards Steve's head like stickers, sticking to his face as if glued on, sealing off his features and preventing him from even speaking. All that could be seen was the rapid bulging and disappearing of the explosive tags on his face due to his heavy breathing.

The head, which was covered with detonating talismans, suddenly exploded, splattering blood everywhere.

With a furious roar, a large portion of its flesh exploded off, its blood-red hair was disheveled and stuck to its body, most of its scalp was gone, revealing the pale skull underneath, the muscles on both sides had vanished, and through the tattered skin, one could see the white fascia clinging tightly to the bones.

Anan was dumbfounded, "They're still alive?"

The wound healed quickly, and the fascia and blood vessels covering the walls and floor seemed to be supplying energy, returning to their previous state.

Steve grinned maliciously and said, "I told you, it's no use, I will not die. I have witnessed the power of the gods, the gods have bestowed blessings upon me, and now I am the spokesperson of the gods. Come, let us fall into an eternal dream of illusion together."

"not good."

Faust's eyelids began to grow heavier and heavier, and his reflexes began to sluggish before he realized that the other party seemed to be releasing some kind of invisible pheromone that was numbing his nerves.

No wonder so many monsters are trapped in their cocoons and unable to escape in such a short time.

He tried to retrieve Medusa's head from his inventory, but his hands began to blur, making it impossible to distinguish which hand truly belonged to him.

"Damn it..."

Even with his poison resistance at its highest level, he couldn't resist the pheromones that numbed his nerves. With a thud, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.

As everyone around him fell asleep one by one, Bai Ge was left standing alone, facing Steve, the supervisor whose head was now just a lonely shell.

Why are you alright?

Steve seemed somewhat surprised. He had been on guard against Faust and Nishizawa Ryo, who were the strongest, but he never expected that this minor character, whom he had never paid any attention to, would withstand the mental pollution.

"You say you've seen a real god?"

Bai Ge smiled gently, staring intently at the other party, and said, word by word, "Today I will show you what a true god looks like."

"Who exactly are you?"

Steve's remaining humanity erupted into a final, probing question.

However, Bai Ge simply walked towards the other party. The fleshy fungus carpet on the ground seemed to sense some terrifying force approaching and began to retreat, like Moses parting the sea, leaving a clearly visible path in the middle, leading all the way to Steve's ugly head.

Steve panicked and quickly said, "Wait, what are you doing?"

"I'll show you what a two-dimensional evil god is like."

Chapter 242 Isn't it normal to kill a friend who's killing the conversation?

What dimension is the second dimension? Is it an alternate dimension or subspace filled with death?

Although it gained endless knowledge after being blessed by the evil god and even detected the existence of different dimensional worlds, it was still completely clueless about the two-dimensional world, as if it were a world it had never heard of before.

What exactly is a "two-dimensional evil god"?

"You want to see it?"

Bai Ge raised his hand, and countless tentacles emerged from it, sweeping densely towards the creature that now only had a lone head.

A moment of disorientation flashed in his eyes, and then he seemed to see a strange, round object appear before him. It was a life form composed of two irregularly sized blue spheres, with a white abdomen. Moreover, there was a kangaroo-like pouch on its lower abdomen, creating an atmosphere of incongruity that defied human biomechanics.

However, it does not leave people with the impression of being particularly lethal.

Steve asked with some curiosity, "What? This is the two-dimensional evil god you're talking about? I could crush a life form of this level with one hand."

However, the other party calmly pulled a strange megaphone from his pocket and began to emit strange sounds.

"Pfft~ You 'inferior beings'...do you even deserve to 'delusion'? Hey, 'real anime/manga' stuff—I don't think you understand a thing or two at all☆ (laughs) Well...but watching your ridiculous attempt to pretend to be 'anime/manga' does make me a little interested in 'three-dimensional idiots,' you know?"

The moment the words finished playing, Steve felt a strange sense of unease. In order to follow the gods, he had clearly abandoned the pain or joy that humans possess, but he felt those feelings inexplicably returning to their original state.

A sense of unease and anxiety began to rise from the depths of his heart. He stared at the megaphone in the other person's hand and muttered to himself, "What is this? Some kind of spell?"

"★Eh...☆ Is it...the same kind? Meow? (Yuno cups her face in the backlight.jpg) Those idiots would never understand...about the 'beauty of the two-dimensional world'? Well, so—any human who attempts to pollute this 'love' will be 'erased' by me, okay? (whispering) Well...those idiots who hate the two-dimensional world are the most disgusting in the three-dimensional world, you bastards!"

"vomit……"

At this moment, Steve could feel the unpleasant sensation constantly eroding him, and the pain of being alive returned.

At that moment, he felt as if he were experiencing unbearable torment in the depths of hell. Steve roared furiously, "Shut up! Shut your mouth!"

The crimson fungal carpet writhed incessantly, seemingly intent on killing the strange life form chanting the incantation. Although this creature, which did not belong to this dimension, appeared harmless, the incantation it uttered seemed like a curse, causing unbearable pain.

"Hey, people of the two-dimensional world... are all the kindest beings! ☆ Why... do you have to 'mock' children like this? We don't understand—? Well... in the end, you're all just filthy 'adults from the three-dimensional world,' aren't you? Adults are the most... annoying! ★"

"Shut up!"

"Stop reading!"

The curse corroded his brain like a parasite, causing him to feel unbearable emotions once again, and the supply of flesh and blood nutrient fluid became intermittent.

With bloodshot eyes, Steve roared as he charged toward the strange life form, his countless fungal creeps covering its body and tearing it to shreds.

Looking at the severed limbs and mutilated remains on the ground, a withered smile finally appeared on that ugly face covered with gray wrinkles.

"What? Even a two-dimensional evil god is nothing special."

However, the joy on his face was gradually replaced by solemnity.

"Wait a minute, something doesn't seem right."

Steve suddenly realized something was wrong; the blue life form with its neck snapped off, leaving only its head, was smilingly watching him.

The next instant, Steve suddenly realized that his vision was upside down.

His head was no longer attached to the blood-red web, but was being held by his cervical vertebrae.