It's time to become an evil god.

Although the Frankenstein Alliance consists of a group of mad scientists with no moral bottom line, they would at least not do something as insane as fusing children and dogs. The one in front of you is probably a lone wolf player with no humanity.

After calming down, Bai Ge said softly, "Three seconds ago you activated the power of your bloodline. Although you teleported away in time, you still exposed your location. You wanted to use the synthetic beasts you created to slowly wear me down, right, alchemist? But unfortunately, you overlooked one thing."

"Your chimera will be killed in five seconds."

"I'll find your location in six seconds and then take care of you."

As soon as Bai Ge finished speaking, the chimera in front of him seemed to suddenly go berserk and charged wildly toward Bai Ge's position. The ground began to tremble, and it was able to create dents in the solid concrete ground without deliberately applying force.

The giant pincers slammed down towards Bai Ge, the force terrifying, but Bai Ge swiftly dodged the attack with his agile body. He planted his legs on the monster's giant pincers, and before the opponent could strike back, he used the momentum to propel himself away.

Bai Ge drew his golden holy spear and swung it in a perfect arc in mid-air, aiming directly at the half-human, half-dog monster on the monster's back.

Despite its enormous size, the monster moved with unprecedented agility, directly blocking the sharp spearhead that was thrusting towards it.

Clang.

The sharp holy spear sliced ​​a clear, visible crack across the surface, causing the glossy black carapace to slightly dent and crack, from which a small amount of black pus oozed out with a crisp sound.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The half-human, half-dog monster on its back began to howl, its cries growing increasingly shrill. It frantically swung its giant claws, relentlessly attacking anything that stood in its way.

"That's quite interesting. It even managed to block the Holy Lance's piercing attack. But unfortunately, it's already the fifth second."

The man hiding in the barrier that blocked all communication suddenly found that his connection with the chimera had been inexplicably severed, and an ominous premonition suddenly welled up in his heart.

This mission is not to assassinate player Bai Ze, but to meticulously plan and stage an assassination, pointing all the blame at the Illuminati, and taking the opportunity to provoke conflict between the Illuminati and the Scourge.

"It's about time."

He pulled the Illuminati badge from his pocket and tossed it into the weeds, preparing to flee. He was confident that even top-tier players couldn't defeat the strongest chimera in five seconds, let alone search for him several kilometers away. But when he released the seal, he saw a white-haired young man with his hands behind his back, smiling as he watched him.

Based on the experience that anyone with squinty eyes is a monster, the man quickly took a step back, giving the other person a hostile look.

"Hmm, it's the Illuminati emblem, deliberately left in the bushes. Interesting. Are you planning to frame the Illuminati for the assassination of the top-tier players? But aren't you guys afraid of getting burned playing this game of driving away tigers and chasing wolves?"

"Hehe, once you're dead, no one will know this secret."

The alchemist quickly racked his brain, but he didn't remember any player in the top tier having such a character. An alchemical circle appeared beneath his feet, preparing to summon the synthetic beast again.

Boom!

A half-human, half-dog head crashed to the ground. The alchemist's expression twitched as he saw the gruesome death of his strongest synthetic beast.

"How is this possible..."

The next instant, a cold glint flashed, and the alchemist felt a burning pain in his chest. By the time he realized what was happening, he was already pinned to the wall.

The spear pierced straight through his chest and embedded itself in the wall. He didn't even have time to chant an incantation before he was critically injured and on the verge of death, the blood seeping from his wound quickly staining his red robes.

"impossible!"

The alchemist refused to believe the outcome and tried to struggle on despite the excruciating pain. However, the more he struggled, the faster his blood was lost, and even his consciousness gradually faded.

He was unwilling, completely unwilling.

In his quest for the ultimate alchemical synthesis technique, he even went so far as to experiment on his own blood relatives. He also once used top-tier players like guinea pigs, relentlessly grinding down and killing his enemies with synthetic beasts.

The alchemist only then realized the fundamental problem: in the face of absolute power, any conspiracy is nothing but a futile smokescreen, utterly crushed.

The alchemist, increasingly unwilling to accept the defeat, said, "I'm clearly so strong, why did I lose without even seeing the person?"

"You look like a random player who's been beaten so badly by an esports youth training team that he's questioning his existence."

Bai Haoran was still mocking the other party, shaking his head and saying, "The gap between the first tier and the top experts of the first tier is beyond your imagination, and... He has arrived."

The alchemist followed Bai Haoran's gaze and saw Bai Ge standing silently in front of him, scrutinizing him with a half-smile.

In that instant, time seemed to stand still. The alchemist's eyes widened. Perhaps due to excessive blood loss, he was hallucinating. He saw a huge, writhing black shadow appear behind Bai Ge, resembling a giant sea urchin with countless tentacles. In the very center were a pair of narrow eyes filled with malice, the pupils staring straight at the alchemist in front of him.

"what!!!!!!"

The sharp wailing startled the crows perched in the tree. The alchemist's will was directly destroyed by the terrifying mental pollution, and he roared wildly despite his bleeding wounds.

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me, I'll confess, I'll confess everything!"

Chapter 523 Damn, Doraemon?

The alchemist's mind was completely unable to process the direct impact of facing a god, and it instantly shut down. Countless inexplicable whispers filled the depths of his mind, and he finally pleaded, "It was the Skull and Bones Society, the Skull and Bones Society made me do this. They instructed me not to actually carry out the assassination, but just to make it look like an assassination and successfully frame the Illuminati! That's all I know, please, please let me go."

Bai Ge walked over and gently patted his shoulder, whispering something in his ear. The alchemist, who had been terrified, froze instantly, his eyes becoming confused and unfocused. In the end, he gave up resisting, gripping the spear stuck in the wall with both hands, and fell lifeless.

"died?"

Bai Haoran seemed somewhat surprised. The other party hadn't done anything, but had simply said a sentence. The player in front of him instantly gave up resisting and stopped moving, preparing to accept his death. In his calculations, this guy should be able to launch one more counterattack before he died.

Bai Haoran asked curiously, "What exactly did you say to him?"

"nothing."

Bai Ge said casually, "I just told him that he would escape the pain of reality and go to the world of anime."

"..."

For some reason, every time this guy uttered the words "anime/manga," Bai Haoran felt a strange sense of fear.

It's as if the world of anime and manga isn't some paradise on earth, but rather a hell disguised as heaven.

"On the contrary, it's you."

Bai Ge changed the subject, his gaze sweeping over the white-haired young man before him. He slowly narrowed his eyes, feeling a strange sense of familiarity about this guy. He calmly asked, "Who exactly are you?"

"Bai Haoran."

He pulled out his work ID from the Special Affairs Bureau and displayed it: [Melee Mage - Bai Haoran LV30]

He took a photo out of his pocket, handed it to Bai Ge, and said, "This is something my teacher asked me to give to you."

Bai Ge took the photo from the other party, his expression slightly stunned. Then, his eyes turned stern as countless huge and thick tentacles rose from the ground, breaking through the concrete floor and appearing in front of Bai Haoran, turning into a dense black forest.

The full moon overhead was tinged with blood red. Bai Ge approached step by step and asked in a cold voice, "Where did you find the photo? You'd better explain everything clearly."

"Mr. Bai, calm down."

Bai Haoran forced a smile and said calmly, "You will encounter him in the upcoming battle royale mission. I'm just relaying this message to you. I know nothing else. You can try to invade my consciousness, but you won't find anything either."

The countdown has started to appear on the player panel who received the Battle Royale mission invitation. There are still six hours left, and Bai Ge has another important matter to deal with.

Six hours was enough for him.

"Do you need me to provide intelligence? I've heard something: one of the high-ranking members of the Skull and Bones Society happens to be in Xu City."

Bai Haoran, who was standing to the side, said, "A descendant of the Rothschild family, David Rothschild, is hiding in one of the mansions in the Xu City villa district. If Mr. Bai is interested, I wouldn't mind at all."

……

In a detached villa far from the city center, a middle-aged man unscrewed a medicine bottle and popped a few white pills into his mouth. After taking a sip of water from the glass on the table, he sat down on the edge of the bed, carefully took out something that looked like crystal from the safe, placed it on the desk, and then turned off the desk lamp.

The entire room was plunged into darkness in an instant. At the same time, the middle-aged man softly chanted runes, and the crystal on the table emitted a dazzling and subtle light. The eerie green light filled the entire room, and firefly-like streams of light floated slowly.

As a secret organization hidden deep in the shadows of history, the Skull and Bones Society has always tried to influence the world order. Especially after the Evolution Game, Skull and Bones members have been constantly absorbing players and changing generations. They firmly believe that human civilization will eventually perish and becoming the vassal servants of the Outer Gods is the only way out.

Six months ago, they obtained a ritual to summon the High Ones through a Cthulhu Mythos-style multiplayer dungeon. Overjoyed, the Skull and Bones members immediately performed a ritual, attempting to make contact with the High Ones hidden among the stars.

The Skull and Bones Society members succeeded in making contact with the Outer Gods at the cost of half of their members going insane.

However, the Outer Gods presented a task that was almost impossible to complete.

They cleansed away all the gods and saints in exchange for divine protection.

The Earl of Glamorgan, as the leader of the Skull and Bones Society, granted the gods' request.

Lacking the power to contend with gods and saints, the Skull and Bones Society adopted a strategy of driving away the tigers and chasing away the wolves.

This causes distrust and depletion among gods and saints.

The so-called assassination plan was merely the first step in the doomsday plan.

The crystal reflected the dark silhouette of a bald man, shrouded in a black mist.

"The Earl of Glamorgan".

Vice President William quickly reported the situation, saying, "We still haven't been able to contact the alchemist Davidson. Shouldn't we proceed with another plan?"

"No contact...?"

The voice on the other end sounded hoarse and somber, and William involuntarily tensed up, swallowing nervously. Since becoming the spokesperson for the Outer God, the Earl of Glamorgan had become increasingly capricious, and there were even rumors that he had killed all the maids and servants in his household and hung them naked from the bedroom ceiling to please the Outer God.

On the other end of the screen, the Earl of Glamorgan chuckled dryly and asked emotionlessly, "Don't be so tense, William, do you believe in anime?"

"Anime/Manga?"

Vice President William was stunned, completely unexpected to receive such a question. However, considering that the Earl of Glamorgan was already incoherent, he could only reply softly, "I...I believe you."

The other person continued, "Do you want to go to the world of anime?"

"I want to, I want to go."

William's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he practically squeezed out the answer through clenched teeth. He quickly added, "But not now."

"Hehehehehahahahaha."

A maniacal, shrill laugh came from the other end of the crystal communicator, startling him so much that he quickly stood up and took a step back, kicking over the chair behind him with a loud bang.

Vice President William's heart pounded; the person Crystal had just contacted was definitely not the Earl of Glamorgan.

William's identity as vice president had been exposed, but instead of fleeing, he pressed on, asking, "Who exactly are you!"

The other end of the crystal remained silent, offering no response.

Yea.

The bedroom door behind him suddenly opened a crack, revealing a small figure standing in the dark hallway outside. A pair of scarlet eyes...

Dwarf? Goblin? Night Elf? Hilichurl?

As the blue and white figure slowly emerged, Vice President William's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Fuck, Doraemon?"

"You've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not Doraemon."

Doraemon pulled a monocle from his magic bag, installed it over his left eye, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "I am Doraemon."