It's time to become an evil god.

It's not ordinary air conditioning water.

In that instant, the chainsaw man, relying on his sixth sense honed from years of playing player missions, subconsciously sensed that something was wrong. He quickly raised the candle and shone it on the ceiling, where a scene appeared that was a supernatural phenomenon that could only be seen under the light of the Hand of Honor.

Under the glowing green flames, the oil on the human skin dripped and melted like candle wax.

Hanging in mid-air were even more corpses—old and young, men and women, dressed in elaborate, ornate, or ancient, or casual attire. The upside-down bodies stared wide-eyed at the chainsaw-wielding man below.

At that very moment, the dead body hanging overhead began to secrete something resembling corpse oil, which flowed from its mouth, eyeballs, and earlobes, dripping onto the marble floor and slowly pooling into a puddle of corpse oil.

Then a circular ripple appeared in the center of the corpse oil, spreading outwards in all directions. A little girl in a kimono slowly crawled out of the pool of corpse oil. Her pale face had no features, only a split mouth that resembled that of a lamprey.

The little girl held up a cherry blossom paper umbrella and let out a clear, eerie laugh.

Identical little ghost figures emerged from the surrounding pools of corpse oil, completely surrounding the chainsaw-wielding man in front of him.

"What? Is this all you've got?"

The chainsaw man's arms were mangled, the muscles and skin shredded, revealing two sharp chainsaws. A savage grin spread across his face as he coldly said, "If this is all you've got, then I won't hold back. I'll start with you..."

The chainsaw was raised high, ready to chop down on the little girl in front of him, but the little girl suddenly showed an expression of extreme pain. Her entire face turned a translucent, eerie dark green, and she clutched her head, shaking it wildly in agony.

The skin on the human head and face looked as if it had been scorched, quickly turning blackish-red, and the muscles on it rapidly decayed. The little girl's hands kept scratching her cheeks, tearing off the skin and flesh like strips of cloth, leaving it quickly incomplete.

The Geiger counter on the chainsaw-wielding man beeped, and the painful screams and the constant warning sounds of the Geiger counter intertwined to create a hellish scene.

The chainsaw-wielding man had seen hell, but he had never witnessed a purgatory ravaged by nuclear radiation. He couldn't help but mutter, "Damn it, no wonder they're the Japanese; even their vengeful ghosts are radioactive?"

Who the hell would dare to go up against a vengeful ghost that carries a lethal dose of nuclear radiation?!

The chainsaw-wielding man tried to blow out the flames burning on his withered fingers and escape from this hellish place, but another hand silently and suddenly grabbed his wrist.

The sudden turn of events sent chills down the chainsaw man's spine. He instinctively reached for his other chainsaw to chop down, but then he saw Bai Ge appear before him. "Don't get excited, it's me."

"Mr. Bai, what are you doing here?"

The chainsaw man was incredulous as he watched Bai Ge emerge from the darkness.

"It's a good opportunity to get rid of the instigator."

Bai Ge said casually, "However, the method he used to deal with the instigator was a bit unusual, which affected the vengeful spirits he summoned in the real world."

What kind of method is so special...?

Looking around at the horrific sight of the vengeful ghosts struggling in agony, a thought suddenly popped into the chainsaw man's mind.

You wouldn't have thrown the mastermind directly into the radiation core of the Chernobyl sarcophagus and then sealed it with cement, would you?

On second thought, such a chaotic and evil player who wouldn't even spare a cow could indeed do something so heinous.

Bai Ge didn't explain, but patted him on the shoulder and said, "Please tell the Special Affairs Bureau that the mastermind behind this incident is the Holy Central Church of South Korea, and the target of all the crazy revenge these lunatics have taken is actually me."

"what?"

The chainsaw-wielding man was completely dumbfounded. He had initially thought it was a new paranormal intrusion, but it turned out to be a deliberate act orchestrated by someone. He instinctively asked, "So what are you going to do now?"

What else can we do?

Bai Ge calmly said, "Of course, the South Korean chaebols and the entire country should pay the price."

Chapter 514 What exactly were you protecting?

Seoul, South Korea.

Gangnam Ward is Tokyo’s most bustling and important commercial district, with a full range of entertainment facilities, a concentration of headquarters of large multinational corporations, and numerous commercial streets.

Near Daoshan Park stands an unremarkable building, only about forty stories high. In the commercial center of Gangnam District, where skyscrapers abound, it blends into the crowd completely.

However, the several heavy armored vehicles parked at the entrance of the high-rise building and the two rows of fully armed soldiers standing there highlight the building's unique identity.

This is the headquarters of the South Korean Bureau for Investigating Paranormal Phenomena.

At this very moment, in the command center on the 30th floor of the headquarters building, red alarm lights flashed incessantly, and the highest-level sirens blared throughout the entire floor.

South Korean intelligence officials, some sweating profusely, some tense and uneasy, and some trying to remain calm, stared at the bright red dot flashing in their direction on the big screen.

Five minutes ago, a transparent protective shield descended from the sky, enveloping the entire city of Seoul. No matter what method was used, it could not be breached, cutting off all escape routes. Next, the South Korean Bureau of Oddities' network equipment was hacked and received a video signal.

A player claiming to be Bai Ze asserted that the Holy Central Church of South Korea committed unforgivable crimes in Xu City, and that he would act as the avenger to ensure that none of the participants were spared.

The higher-ups had already sensed that the other party's tone wasn't one of discussion, but rather a warning. One person, all alone, was warning the entire nation's player factions not to try and court disaster.

The Bureau of Extraordinary Phenomena had never encountered a lone entity opposing the entire nation, and quickly devised a response plan. On one hand, they communicated and negotiated with the Special Affairs Bureau; on the other hand, they dispatched an entire elite team of players to intercept it.

The leader of the Holy Central Church is involved in numerous dirty and sordid secrets among high-ranking figures in both the South Korean business and political spheres, and this information must absolutely not be made public.

At this moment, the entire country's alert level has been raised to the highest S level, and all official player forces in the country have entered a state of high alert. The last time they faced a situation like this was during a terrifying and unsolvable super-level ancient god resurrection event, which was barely resolved after paying a heavy price. To this day, that sea area is still designated as a death zone by South Korea.

The higher-ups stared anxiously at the screen, wondering what the player who was getting closer to South Korea was up to.

The players who were sent out reported back that they were unable to break through the transparent barrier with their strength. Moreover, although South Korea had sent a delegation to Europe and the United States for help, the response was like throwing a stone into the sea, and nothing came of it.

The team responsible for the interception was Kim Eun-ji, who was also a near-top-tier player. At the age of seventeen, he became the official combat power ceiling of South Korea and was once hailed as the most talented young player. However, as the game progressed, more and more amazing top-tier players appeared, and Kim Eun-ji's strength has fallen to the middle level of the top tier.

Even so, among the known players, he is still considered to be among the top players in South Korea.

The wind was somewhat chilly, and he was already prepared for battle, quietly waiting for the figure approaching him.

Bai Ge stopped and looked at the boy in front of her without saying a word.

The other person held a sickle in his other hand, looked at Bai Ge with a smile that concealed a knife, and said, "I have long admired your name, Mr. Bai."

Bai Ge raised an eyebrow and asked, "What is it?"

Seeing the other party's nonchalant attitude, as if it were none of his business, Kim Eun-ji's lips twitched. However, faced with such an unreasonable, disaster-level player, even Kim Eun-ji, who was ostensibly Seoul's top combat power, could only force a smile and say in a low voice, "If you want to take action against our people, you should at least inform the official organization first, instead of directly taking all the players in South Korea hostage, right? Perhaps we can discuss this. After all, this is all a misunderstanding, and the South Korean government is unaware of it..."

Bai Ge didn't waste any words with him, but instead held up five fingers to start the countdown.

"Five, four, three."

Kim Eunji's expression changed drastically in an instant. A protective shield of seven-colored light suddenly appeared in front of him, and he stared warily at the young man before him. His Adam's apple bobbed silently.

Although they were both in the top tier, this was the first time he had fought against a player at the level of a natural disaster.

What will happen...?

"Two, one."

Bai Ge's countdown ended, and Jin E'zhi stared nervously at the man in front of him, but he did not launch any attack.

"Huh? What's going on? Was this guy just bluffing?"

For a moment, Kim Eunji was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to take action or continue to observe.

“I previously defeated a player from an island nation named Mikami.”

Bai Ge then slowly spoke, "He possesses a near-world-destroying artifact, the Gate of Evil Spirits. Once opened, it can summon fundamentalist urban legends. Just now, I placed the Gate of Evil Spirits in a wealthy area of ​​Gangnam District, Seoul, South Korea."

Kim Eunji's pupils constricted sharply, and he instantly gripped the scythe in his hand tightly. "Could it be that your countdown just now was...?"

"Yes, the countdown to releasing the monster has begun."

Bai Ge spread his hands, smiled, and asked in return, "Now, do you choose to continue fighting me to the death or go back to protect the South Korean conglomerates? By the way, the killing efficiency of the urban legend is even more exaggerated than my obelisk. If you are a step slower, everyone will be dead."

Kim Eun-ji had clearly heard the urgent distress call from her superiors over the walkie-talkie. South Korea did not have a similar emergency response mechanism, and the entire department was now in complete chaos.

He stared at the person in front of him and asked, word by word, "Aren't you afraid of incurring condemnation from the international community?"

"Sorry, those urban legend ghosts are covered in nuclear radiation, so they would never suspect me."

In the next instant, Bai Ge instantly appeared in front of the other party and reached out to grab his neck.

Kim Eunji, not expecting that her brief moment of distraction would create a flaw and loophole, asked in a panic, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to show you some of the truth."

Kim Eunji felt a blur in his vision, and suddenly a dark building appeared before him. Two dim towers and rows of black buildings were connected by a covered bridge, forming a wide gray stone square.

"This place is..."

At the end of the square stood a large, black gate. With a heavy metallic scraping sound, the gate slowly opened, and groups of ragged, emaciated prisoners—men and women, young and old—staggered out. They were bound by massive iron chains.

However, they did not go far. In the dark corridor behind the door, countless tentacles swept out and dragged the people back. The people who were originally numb let out painful howls under the stimulation of their will to survive, but the monster inside did not stop. Instead, it frantically devoured everyone, and the sound of flesh rubbing against flesh and devouring came from the depths of the darkness.

Joyful laughter echoed from the surrounding high platforms, as if they were enjoying a beautiful play. Enraged, Kim Eunji looked up to see a dense crowd of people, dressed in suits and evening gowns, clinking glasses and exchanging toasts.

They even spotted a familiar figure in the crowd—a high-ranking official from the South Korean Bureau of Investigation for Paranormal Phenomena. Although the face was blurred, they could vaguely guess the person's identity.

“I extracted this memory from Mikami’s mind.”

Bai Ge stood behind him and said softly, "This is what the high-ranking officials you have been protecting have done. They kidnap women, children, and homeless people, torture them to death, and imprison their souls in seals, turning them into vengeful ghosts and evil spirits."

"Are you even a player anymore?"

"What exactly are you protecting?"

"..."

Kim Eunji's face turned pale. Although he had heard about it before, seeing this scene still made him pale and his hands tremble. He took a deep breath and then stepped aside to make way for him.

Just as Bai Ge was about to leave, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Go ahead, I'll pretend I didn't see anything. By the way, the Li family, who are most closely involved with the Holy Central Church, have a squid game arena in Apgujeong, Gangnam District, for the wealthy to seek thrills. If you have released the tents that prevented them from entering and leaving, that is their only safe place."

Chapter 515 is about the gods of the second dimension.

A vast hall, supported by two rows of thick stone pillars, stretched into the depths of darkness.

The hall was unusually dark, but as the main door opened, outside light streamed in, making the space clearer. High-ranking officials and dignitaries, wearing white masks and suits, huddled together in small groups, whispering anxiously about something. They would occasionally glance up at the others around them before quickly lowering their heads again.

Anxiety, tension, and a host of other negative emotions filled the hall.

They seemed like condemned prisoners awaiting their fate.

The news report described how an unknown barrier had suddenly appeared in Seoul, cutting off all contact with the outside world. It also reported on terrifying and unsolvable urban supernatural legends appearing in numerous upscale residential buildings in Gangnam District. Although the authorities had begun to address the issue, the first wave of attacks had already resulted in a horrific death rate of over 90% in these upscale neighborhoods.

Many wealthy individuals looked grim, as their families lived in the neighborhood mentioned in the news report. Although the police claimed it was a gas leak, the wealthy officials who knew the details were eager to know what was happening at home. However, members of the Holy Central Church forbade anyone from making phone calls, citing the risk of revealing their location.

Lee Ji-ho, one of the heads of the Samsung Group, paced anxiously back and forth. The signal in his hand was constantly blocked. He wanted to check on his father's safety, but each time he went to the door, he was stopped by the guards.

Overwhelmed by anger, he strode quickly toward the high priest and asked, "When are we finally going to get out?"

"Wait."

The high priest ignored him, coldly retorting, "No one is allowed to leave this room until the matter is resolved."

Enraged, Young Master Li flung the other man's arm away and pointed at the High Priest's nose, yelling, "Are you blind? I'm the eldest son of the Samsung conglomerate!"