It's time to become an evil god.

Biao, who had just transformed into the Hulk and was still in a daze, suddenly roared, picked up the road roller on the ground, and smashed it directly at the evil god in mid-air!

"RoadRoller!!!"

In that instant, the radiation-emitting device was slammed into the ground, and the entire land was instantly stained with intense green radiation.

"careful!"

Countless wriggling tentacles suddenly burst forth from the ground, lifting the players into the air, and the Steel Rampaging Dragon unleashed a destructive beam of light directly towards the main hall.

Truth didn't even have time to detonate the suicide truck; he quickly evacuated after dropping the radiation emitter.

An instantaneous burst of energy wiped out all the trees and grass in the canyon, leaving behind a vast expanse of scorched black earth stretching into the distance.

It is impossible to determine whether truth is dead or not.

Click.

Biao, who tried to lift the road roller to kill the evil god, was grabbed by countless tentacles and slammed to the ground. The weak tentacles were now like hard fists, raining down on him with a dense, overwhelming force, so fast that it was almost as if time had stopped.

Bang bang bang bang!

Vertebrae, skull, radius, ulna, clavicle, thoracic vertebrae, scapula...

After the dust settled, the once invincible mountain tiger demon was reduced to nothing more than a soft, limp "cat pancake" after the evil god's bone-setting and massage surgery.

"do you died?"

Ding dong.

The notification sounded in everyone's ears that the mission was complete. At the same time, all items in their inventory changed from grayed-out "restricted" to "unrestricted use".

"You all step back."

The rain stopped, the sky cleared, and the witch felt she could expand her power again.

Seeing the witch's eyes gleaming with a strange excitement, Nishizawa Ryo quickly told his teammates to retreat.

She's about to go all out.

Although we don't know what the Witch's ultimate skill means, judging from Xi Zeliang's attitude of abandoning his teammates and running away first, this skill must be terrifying.

Due to the requirements of the mission, the witch sealed most of her trump cards, and now there happen to be two trump cards that are most suitable for use at this time.

[The Magic Cylinder] and [The Sublime Power of the Knights of Hanno]

The witch took out two special metal cylinders from her inventory, with question mark patterns engraved on them.

[Item: Magic Cylinder]

[Quality: Perfect]

【Special Feature: Within the Magic Cylinder's range, it can absorb an unlimited number of attacks and reflect them back to deal damage. Cooldown time is 240 hours after use】

[Postscript: I advise my opponent to try to persuade me with reason.]

The damage stored in the magic cylinder doesn't reflect back to the caster; instead, it can be applied directly to other targets in a curse-like manner. While powerful, its ten-day cooldown prevents it from being used multiple times within the same quest instance.

The other teammates only stopped to rest after retreating several kilometers away.

"Wait, where's Brother Bai?"

To Nishizawa Ryo's astonishment, Bai Ge and the puppet from before had vanished together. Before anyone could answer, a dazzling, ear-piercing beam of light suddenly descended from behind them.

The howling shockwave snapped and swept up towering ancient trees in half of the valley, echoing with the terrifying sound of the wind rushing past.

After the dust settled, the originally narrow valley was widened by several hundred meters.

"Tick, tick."

Green blood dripped continuously from the severed wound on his right arm, leaving a path behind him that emitted a pale green glow.

Even though he took damage from the witch's reflector, Trima survived thanks to his life-saving item. However, the excessive blood loss left him feeling disoriented.

"Oh no, I have to get back to heal my wounds quickly."

He grimaced in pain, and before he could even leave the grove, he saw a dark figure blocking his way.

Truth's eyes widened, vaguely remembering that this guy was the player who had been just playing around from beginning to end.

"It's you?"

His mind raced, searching for a solution. His current physical condition was no longer suitable for a prolonged fight; he could only tentatively make a deal, "What do you want? If you let me go, I will definitely..."

"Sigh, it's all because you came out and caused trouble that this happened. But it's okay, I took the props you left behind."

Bai Ge shamelessly said, "It's like when I was a kid and I forgot to bring money when I took the bus. There was a beggar waving a bowl in front of me, so I grabbed a coin and ran onto the bus. The beggar even chased after me. I was so touched that I leaned out of the window and shouted at him, 'Brother, don't chase me! This isn't an air-conditioned bus, one yuan is enough. Thank you!'"

"So there are still more good people than bad in this world."

Bai Ge was filled with emotion, then suddenly changed the subject, asking with a smile, "So, could you be a good person and hand over all your props to me?"

With his weapons taken away, his path blocked, and pursuers behind him, Truth felt despair.

The life-saving items must not be taken away!

"Do you mean you'll just let me leave after I hand you over?"

While feigning compliance, he secretly amassed strength, plotting to seriously injure his opponent when they were off guard, then steal the items and escape.

Bai Ge nodded silently, stretched out his hand as if asking for something, and said, "Other players may not be good people, but you're lucky to have met me."

"Are you a good person with a moral bottom line?"

Truth narrowed his eyes, preparing to attack. The next instant, however, his feet were bound by writhing tentacles emerging from the soil like pythons, rendering him unable to move.

The tentacles continued to spread upwards, and he didn't even have time to take out his life-saving item.

The other few wet, slimy tentacles each held a steel wool ball, a hot candle, and a bottle of mentholatum, respectively.

Truth struggled in terror, "You, didn't you say you were a good person with a moral bottom line?"

"Your comprehension skills are lacking."

The tentacles that emerged from the ground poured every last drop of the Tiger Balm into his crotch, and then picked up a steel wool pad.

Seeing the despair in the other person's eyes, Bai Ge smiled and said, "Actually, I am an evil god without any moral bottom line."

Chapter 58 Beware of Anime Fans Around You

Fifth update

As soon as Truth managed to open his eyes, a blinding ray of light pierced his pupils, forcing him to close his eyelids again.

"...Where am I?"

The question had barely popped into my hazy mind when the answer came to me the next second.

He was kidnapped by a hunter player with no moral compass.

The burning pain from the wound on her lower body made Zhenli open her eyes. She recalled all the unbearable torment and wondered if the effects of the medicine had worn off. She gasped in pain.

He experienced for the first time what it meant to have a "rich woman's happiness package," and even seriously suspected that this guy's ancestors might have some connection with the old man who guarded the gas chambers in the Nazi concentration camp.

Opening the inventory, I found that all the equipment inside had been looted, not even the few White Rabbit candies I carried with me.

Truth barely managed to observe his surroundings. He was imprisoned in a closed basement; the moldy, filthy walls were stained with blood.

Above them was a shadowless lamp stained with dried blood, and next to it, a tray of surgical instruments was scattered with some sharp instruments.

He was currently strapped to a chair, his hands and feet firmly fixed, and he could only barely turn his head left and right. In his line of sight directly in front of him was a familiar figure, who was fittingly fiddling with some creepy-sounding metal contraptions, occasionally producing clanging and clattering sounds.

In the corner sat a strange machine. It looked like it was made up of various discarded parts, taking up most of the wall. In the center was a transparent glass tank filled with a yellowish-brown solution, inside which floated a thing that looked like brain tissue, with countless worm-like, writhing tentacles emerging from the arachnoid membrane.

Even Truth, who deals with all sorts of inhumane experiments every day, felt a chill after seeing this scene.

Seemingly sensing that he had regained consciousness, the other person moved away from the overhead light, revealing a pair of bloodshot, bright red eyes staring straight at him.

Recalling his shameless and smug confession, Zhenli fully realized what it means that as long as I am immoral, no one can stand on the moral high ground to criticize me.

This isn't just bringing along bad people; it's bringing along demons.

Truth felt a surge of fear. He remained silent for a moment before saying, "Actually, there's still a lot of room for improvement in your moral standards. We don't need to fight to the death like this."

The other person was wearing a mask, staring directly at him without saying a word.

A wave of despair washed over Truth, and he continued, "Who are you? Are you from the Frankenstein Alliance?"

Frankenstein?

Finally, the other party responded, and Truth, thinking he had found a breakthrough, hurriedly explained, "The infamous alliance of chemists and biologists worldwide, who claim that God is dead and science should prevail. Under the guise of the Creator, they use player items to constantly challenge the bottom line of human ethics, artificially creating monsters and even bizarre scientific madmen."

The more he spoke, the brighter the other person's eyes became, and Zhenli's heart skipped a beat, his tone gradually weakening.

"This organization sounds quite interesting."

Bai Ge thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'll submit an application for them to join the alliance another day."

Truth's lips twitched, feeling as if he had become some terrible accomplice.

Are you a devil?

He suddenly remembered the moral alignment criteria he used when he first became a player. He'd heard that a very small percentage of players were classified as "Chaotic Evil," so this seemingly ordinary guy in front of him probably...

Bai Ge pointed to the brain floating in the glass tank filled with tubes and explained, "See that [Brain in a Tank] in front of you? That's a fragment of the demon's brain we obtained in the last mission. It contains forbidden knowledge that isn't even recorded in the Necronomicon. But the demon's brain fragment has another option. It can be used as a medium to invade consciousness and obtain memories."

As Bai Ge explained, he attached conductive metal patches to Zhenli's body. Once everything was ready, he put a helmet covered in wires on Zhenli's head.

I'm giving you two choices now.

Bai Ge handed two pills to Zhenli, saying, "The white pill will keep you conscious and allow you to experience extreme electric shock pain, while the red one..."

Truth interrupted Bai Ge, quickly saying, "Don't say anymore, red, I choose red!"

"it is good."

Bai Ge put the red pill into his mouth and added, "Actually, red is the same, but it's strawberry flavored."

Truth's facial muscles twitched involuntarily. He took a deep breath and said calmly, "I think that technological advancements like aerospace rocket technology are still very meaningful for you in returning home."

The next second, Bai Ge walked to the corner and pulled the switch.

The intense electric current instantly made Zhenli's eyes roll back, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably as if he were having an epileptic seizure.

A scene flashed through Bai Ge's mind. From his perspective, he saw a man in a black suit standing before him, handing him a document. He walked out of the dark basement and into a gloomy corridor. However, at the end of the corridor stood a strange woman in a blue and white striped hospital gown, standing in the center of the corridor with her back to him.

Bai Ge frowned. Could this guy also be part of the memories?