It's time to become an evil god.

Clang.

The Soul Lamp fell to the ground. Claymir stared at the monster with a livid face and staggered back a step.

"I told you before, you can't escape."

Bai Ge appeared behind him, and a ring emitting a faint green light appeared on his finger at some point.

"A lamp ring?"

Clementi screamed in terror, trying to get away from the monster in front of him. But Bai Ge approached step by step and said, "You have one last chance to confess before the lights-out procedure starts."

Lights out procedure?

Claymir had naturally heard the rumors about the lamp ring. Based on the information that someone had previously obtained the Dawnbreaker Lamp ring, he instantly determined that this guy was the mastermind behind the resolution of the Batman Who Laughs and the Dawnbreaker Lamp in the Gotham City instance.

"I...I said, I'll take you to the castle right now."

Claymir racked his brains to buy time and come up with a solution, but Bai Ge didn't give him the chance.

"I no longer need you to lead the way."

Countless tentacles emerged from the depths of darkness, wrapping and binding his limbs, suspending him in mid-air.

The other tentacle held a bone saw and a scalpel, waving them in front of Claymir's eyes.

Bai Ge gestured above his head and explained, "I don't need you in person, just your head is enough."

Claymer never expected to receive the same treatment as Kennedy, and quickly retorted, "Wait a minute, aren't you going to get anesthesia?"

"Sorry, we don't have any anesthetic on hand. Please bear with it."

Claymir finally snapped and yelled, "Screw your patience! Just kill me already!"

"If you really can't help it..."

Bai Ge pulled out several adult-themed DVDs from his inventory and tossed them to the other person, saying, "Why don't you watch some erotic movies to distract yourself? At least you won't die so painfully."

"Thank you, thank you and your whole family!"

Claymir paused slightly upon seeing the cover printed on the disc, then launched into a tirade of curses at Bai Ge, gritting his teeth as he said, "Damn it, I'm about to die and you're showing me a tank movie? Please, have some decency! I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"

……

The Earl of Glamorgan sat alone at the conference table, his gaze fixed on the blood-red words reflected on the gilded-framed mirror, lost in thought.

The superiors demanded that the Earl of Glamorgan remove all guards and wait for the intruders to take the bait.

However, the gods did not provide an answer as to who the intruder was, or perhaps they did not need him to know the answer.

Although the Skull and Bones Society, led by the Earl of Glamorgan, could influence operas around the world, wealth and power were insignificant in the face of true leaders.

The count did not arrange any guards and sat alone in the meeting room, fiddling with a gold coin in his hand.

He was waiting, and he was also gambling.

The feasibility of the betting plan.

Yea.

As the window opened, a dark figure, accompanied by icy rain, burst into the castle's hall, carrying a whole brain in his hand. Blood dripped continuously onto the ground, pooling into a small puddle.

A wave of damp rain washed over him, but the Earl of Glamorgan remained motionless, letting out only a soft sigh.

Count Glamorgan turned his head, and a bolt of lightning ripped through the dark night sky, illuminating Bai Ge's expressionless face in pale light.

"It's you!"

The Earl of Glamorgan stood up, staring intently at the intruder. Losing his composure, he said through gritted teeth, "I should have guessed it was you."

Bai Ge released his grip, and the extracted brain fell to the ground. He countered with a question, "So? Did you guess I'd take you to the anime world today?"

Upon hearing the word "anime/manga," Glamorgan reacted like Pavlov's dog, shuddering all over.

When it comes to evolution games, everyone unanimously lists this word as taboo, fearing that if they type it out, a dump truck will come rushing over along the internet cable and send the victim to the world of anime.

"and many more."

The old fox Earl Glamorgan's eyes darted around as he pondered a solution, saying as he walked, "Our Skull and Bones Society is willing to offer a price that Mr. White cannot refuse."

"price?"

Bai Ge thought for a moment and asked in return, "For example, have the Earl of Glamorgan dress up as Sailor Moon and dance Gokuraku Jodo in a public place outside Westminster Abbey in London?"

The Earl of Glamorgan's smile gradually froze, finally turning into a chilling stare. He abruptly stood up and roared, "Anime/Manga ...

He unleashed all the emotions deep within him, and when the world of anime became a taboo subject of death, the Earl of Glamorgan finally couldn't hold back any longer. Even facing death head-on, he wanted a clear and unambiguous answer.

"who are you?"

Another thunderclap struck, and a huge, writhing, pitch-black shadow was reflected on the dark marble wall behind Bai Ge. Countless tentacles spread in all directions, and in the very center of the shadow was a huge, terrifying eye.

The Earl of Glamorgan stood frozen in place, his mind blank, still processing the scene he had just witnessed.

"Wriggling tentacles, enormous eyeballs..."

Earl Glamorgan quickly realized what was happening and said through gritted teeth, "I understand, your true form is the Flying Spaghetti Monster!"

Chapter 527 There's a Large Experience Pack Here

The shadows reflected on the wall seemed to become real, constantly bubbling with black foam. The solid marble floor transformed into a soft, black swamp, from which countless elusive tentacles burrowed, binding the man before them. Count Glamorgan was forced to dangle in mid-air, the black tentacles tearing him to shreds with the slightest pressure.

However, Bai Ge didn't make a move. Instead, she looked him over with interest. She then tossed a piece of paper in front of him and said, "If you tell the whole world that you love anime, I might consider letting you go."

"Pah! Don't even think about it!"

Asking the elderly Earl of Glamorgan to do such a thing was more painful than taking his life, and he immediately roared angrily, "You're the one who's into anime! Your whole family is into anime!"

You're right.

Bai Ge shrugged and said deliberately, "But Zhu doesn't care."

Count Glamorgan stood frozen in place. The man before him truly possessed the ability to disregard the voices of any Earthly power. Players of similar strength were unwilling to engage in conflict, while the weaker second-tier teams were simply destined to be slaughtered. If he so desired, he could easily use divine power to wipe out the entire region.

However, the Earl of Glamorgan had one last card to play.

He forced a cold smile at Bai Ge, pointed to the mirror on the conference table, and said coldly, "Do you know why that mirror wasn't swallowed? Because it's a trap, a trap specifically designed for you."

"A trap specifically designed for me?"

Bai Ge turned to look at the mirror, but it was blank, reflecting no image. The next moment, the mirror shattered, revealing countless fine cracks, and gruesome blood seeped and flowed from the fissures. On the other side of the mirror, a huge, dark figure was writhing, attempting to break free of the barrier.

"The gods knew your intentions long ago, which is why we set this trap. Now you have no way out."

"Is this the god you sacrifice to?"

Bai Ge turned his head, looking at the deranged Earl of Glamorgan with a questioning gaze. At the moment of divine intervention, the Earl of Glamorgan's wrinkled face finally broke into a triumphant smile. He had been waiting, anticipating the arrival of the god.

More and more blood seeped from the broken mirror, quickly covering the swamp created by the shadows on the ground. The blood continued to erode, attempting to completely cover and corrode the black swamp.

Glug, glug.

Blood bubbles kept rising from the blood pool, and eerie whispers came from inside the mirror, as if countless people were murmuring in some obscure and incomprehensible pronunciation in his ear. The vine tentacles that had been trapping Earl Glamorgan quickly retreated.

After seeing the shadowy figure suppressed by the blood pool, Earl Glamorgan felt confident in his abilities and scoffed, "So what if you're powerful? You're still just a mortal. Do you really think you have a chance against a true Outer God?"

"Gods are invincible and cannot be looked at directly."

Bai Ge did not respond to the other party's provocation, but felt a familiar feeling of déjà vu emanating from the depths of the mirror.

Click, click.

As the cracks widened, blood continued to flow, intensifying its seepage into the real world and pooling into a lake of blood within the conference hall. Suddenly, the tranquil pool of blood bulged, and a colossal serpent, coiled like a mountain, twisted and writhed, occupying most of the conference hall.

The giant serpent's scales were covered with obscure runes that emitted a ghostly green light, and its tail was covered with sharp barbs. The serpent did not move by muscle contractions, but by rows of powerful tendon tentacles that supported the monster's enormous weight, moving forward in alternating, slow, yet actually fast motion, like a sea anemone.

Even more bizarrely, the giant snake had a pair of terrifying human-like long arms covered in fleshy growths.

The blood on the ground quickly rose up, forming a column of blood. The writhing flesh appeared fresher and more vibrant than its previous dark red color, rising and falling like a pot of boiling broth.

Countless pillar-like trees, composed entirely of flesh and blood, connected the floor and ceiling of the conference hall like pillars supporting a building. The branches of these fleshy trees were covered with perfectly round, fleshy fruits, which swayed gently in the sunlight.

A giant serpent from another world transformed the entire living room into an exotic forest.

The giant serpent didn't look at Bai Ge, but turned its head to look at the incessantly talking Earl Glamorgan. A pair of arms covered with heavy tumors gently grasped Earl Glamorgan.

“Here I am, my Lord has come to meet me.”

A fanatical glint appeared in Count Glamorgan's eyes, devoid of any fear. His skin rapidly turned yellowish-green, covered in giant pustules, and then began to fester. He allowed the giant serpent to sweep towards him, its blood-soaked maw opening wide, its fine serrated teeth swallowing Count Glamorgan whole, along with his black tentacles.

Gurgle.

The giant serpent rolled its skin and swallowed Earl Glamorgan whole. Then the serpent's head began to swell and deform, growing countless tiny growths of flesh, eventually becoming a deformed and terrifying red spherical mass of flesh, its surface covered with dense biological carapaces, broken bones, and internal organs.

Then a pained expression appeared on the ugly tumor, and the Earl of Glamorgan let out a painful moan.

"Cough cough cough cough."

The enormous tumor split open, growing fine serrations. An arm was inserted deep into the throat, making gagging sounds. The throat twitched continuously, and finally, a huge fleshy giant sword was slowly pulled out from deep within the throat.

The longsword was covered with writhing fleshy tentacles, and countless eyes covered the hilt.

The giant serpent gripped swords with both hands, assuming a slashing attack stance.

Click.

Cracks spread along the religious murals on the ceiling, marble tiles collapsed and fell to the floor, and the giant snake that occupied the living room pierced a huge hole in the ceiling.

"Humans...must die..."

The human face emerging from the giant snake's head continued to writhe, trying to slash the giant sword down at Bai Ge's head.

"and many more."

Bai Ge made a pause gesture, and the giant snake's flesh-and-blood sword froze in mid-air, unsure of what the other party intended to do.

Bai Ge switched to the shared chat mode of the Evolution game and shared his location directly, along with a message.

"Here's a massive experience pack of newly born Outer Gods. Anyone who's not afraid of death, come quick!"

Chapter 528 Van Fleet's Ammunition Quantity

The Evolution game forum exploded with discussion after seeing Bai Ge's location sharing request, which included a picture of a god. A common saying circulating on the Evolution game player forums was that a player only truly reached near-top-tier player level after personally defeating an avatar of an Outer God.

[Godslaying] has become the mainstream consensus. Even killing off the offspring, incarnations, relatives, or even representatives of Outer Gods or Ancient Gods has become the only standard for measuring overall strength for near-top-tier players.