It's time to become an evil god.

Bai Ge nodded. "I'm a League of Legends player, and I'm really good at feeding kills. What's up? Want to play a game now?"

"No, how did you get in?"

Wuxian took a deep breath and urged, "This is not a place for ordinary people. You should leave now."

"I want to leave too."

Mr. Wu was sweating profusely with anxiety, "But if we turn back, the road will be blocked."

"Another unlucky soul who accidentally stumbled in..."

Wuxian suddenly noticed that Bai Ge was holding blood-stained paper money in his hand, and he became excited. He grabbed Bai Ge's wrist and asked, "Where did you get this?"

Bai Ge explained, "We just saw a robbery, and the old lady was clinging to her bag and wouldn't let go. We rushed in to help the robbers snatch the old lady's bag. In the end, the robbers were so grateful that they gave us a stack of ghost money as a reward."

After saying that, he nudged Mr. Wu next to him with his elbow, and the man immediately nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes."

"..."

Wuxian inwardly wanted to complain, "How come this guy is so similar to that player we encountered before?" Noticing the man's unusual behavior, he tentatively asked, "Wait, aren't you scared in such a strange place?"

Why be afraid?

Bai Ge countered, "If someone offered you a billion dollars to take a trip to the underworld, would you be scared? You're kidding, I'd treat this place like my own home!"

"..."

With a grab of the void, he tossed a straw doll into Bai Ge's hands, saying, "This place is extremely dangerous, and there are many ghostly things that roam here. You two take this; it could save your lives in an emergency."

Wuxian wiped the sweat from his brow, lit the paper lantern in his hand, and continued walking. "I still have things to take care of, so I'll go ahead..."

As soon as the words were spoken, a soft creaking sound came from the street. All the doors on the street were opened, and a series of gloomy and eerie figures emerged from the shadows in the doorways. The head of the dead man who had been on the wooden rocking chair turned around at some point, and a pair of dark eye sockets scrutinized the three living people in front of him.

"what happened?"

The dead who had been hiding in the houses walked out onto the street, and the whole street was filled with the stench of rotting corpses. They were like aimless and confused zombies, slowly walking towards the front of the street, clutching a large stack of paper money in their hands.

"Does this mean the real deal is finally about to appear?"

After wandering around like a headless fly for a while, a look of joy appeared on Wuxian's face. He relit the white paper lantern in his hand, and the black characters for "mourning" on the lantern became clearer and brighter, forming a faint halo around him, as if he were a born vengeful ghost.

Excessive anxiety caused beads of sweat to form on Wuxian's forehead. "Damn it, how much longer will this mission last? Will I even make it to the Nogizaka46 tour?!"

He hadn't walked far when he noticed two people persistently following him at a distance. He stopped and asked, "Didn't I tell you to hurry up? Why are you still following me?"

"Don't be nervous, we mean no harm."

Bai Ge, holding a watermelon he'd casually pulled out from somewhere, said while eating, "We're just a bunch of curious onlookers, please continue."

Wuxian was speechless, but secretly used the [Popular Creature Identification Skill] again. The result was still human after three or four attempts, and even the identification skill got angry.

[I've said it so many times, one of them is a living, breathing human being, and the other is a living, breathing idiot!!!]

After walking for a while, the group vaguely saw a gloomy and eerie mansion not far ahead, and the corpses that came out of the shops were walking towards the door intentionally or unintentionally.

"What kind of hellhole is this?"

The walls are painted with cranes, auspicious clouds, old pines, and scenes of ancient alchemists kneeling on a sea of ​​clouds begging celestial beings for elixirs. Although it depicts the beautiful wish of attaining immortality, it appears eerie and terrifying in the face of the gloomy and eerie mansion.

Two corpses dressed in red and wearing masks hung in front of the gate of the house, as if they were the road leading to the eighteenth level of hell.

Paper money, round on the outside and square on the inside, floated down from the sky like snowflakes.

"What kind of hell is this place?"

Mr. Wu had never seen such a terrifying sight before, and his hands and feet turned ice cold with fright.

Bai Ge looked enlightened. "I understand."

Even Wuxian, who was walking at the very front, turned around and looked behind him. "You understand now?"

Bai Ge caught the blood-stained paper money fluttering in the air and said in a deep voice, "Someone must have opened a ghost money printing factory in the underworld and achieved financial freedom!"

"..."

The corpse hanging from the gate suddenly spoke, "Since you're all here, why don't you come in and have a seat?"

Then, a boy with his hands tucked into his sleeves smiled and bowed deeply to the three of them, gesturing for them to enter, but his eyes contained a strong killing intent.

Wuxian's heart tightened, and he immediately assumed an offensive stance. He took out a scroll from his pocket, unrolled it, and placed it on the ground. With a bang, a puff of white smoke rose from the ground, a crack appeared in the ground, and a wooden coffin slowly rose from underground.

[Item: Impure World Reincarnation Forbidden Technique]

[Quality: Excellent]

【Features: Can randomly summon a two-dimensional character for 180 seconds; scroll cooldown time is 24 hours】

[P.S.: Do you want to dance too?]

Click.

A puff of white smoke emerged from the crack in the coffin lid. As the smoke dissipated, a man with red hair, wearing a silver-white trench coat, stood with his arms crossed, head held high, a disdainful smile on his lips, scrutinizing the sinister-looking boy at the doorway.

"Hmph, you little punk, do you even dare to duel me?"

Every time he activated the forbidden Impure World Reincarnation technique, it felt like gambling on a blind box. His eyes widened in disbelief. "Wait, what did I get this time...?"

"Hippocampus, the partner of justice???"

Chapter Seventy-Nine: Buddha Riding a Will-o'-the-Wisp, Has Come to Subdue You, You Wicked Beast!

First update

The summoning scroll for the forbidden Impure World Reincarnation technique was obtained by Infinite in the last Konoha Village solo dungeon mission. Although it is a powerful summoning technique without any side effects, it can only be considered a barely good item because of the uncertainty of the summoned character, the short appearance time, and the long skill cooldown time. Especially for someone like Infinite who is unlucky enough to only be able to throw out Gift of Greed when playing three Aces, it is not very useful.

Furthermore, occasionally summoning a powerful anime character might result in the character having too many lines of dialogue before the time is up and the opponent has to act.

However, 180 seconds is enough to summon the Meteor Quasar Dragon.

The female corpse hanging on the door sighed and said, "It seems you're going to have to suffer the consequences instead of accepting the offer."

The once ordinary gate suddenly sprouted a sharp mouth, the female corpse hanging on the gate turned into scarlet eyes, and the gate itself became a hideous and terrifying monster face.

The ghost of Rashomon?

"Hmph, mere trash, just a third-rate duelist with fourth-rate cards."

Even as the gate instantly transformed into a monster, the red-haired man with his hands clasped in a fist, his long hair fluttering, merely snorted coldly, unmoved. However, a strange card with an image printed on it appeared in his hand.

Then he raised his hand holding the card high and roared!

"Watch closely, this is the last monster that you poor little minions will ever see."

"Come, my Tamashi, my pride, the legendary white dragon!"

The thick, gloomy clouds were torn apart and pierced by countless rays of light, and dazzling rays of light shone on the ground. The figure of a white dragon appeared before everyone, spreading its enormous wings and illuminating the dark world. The white dragon, coiled in the sky, unleashed a deafening roar.

A dazzling ball of light appeared in the white dragon's mouth, its terrifying power even frightening the demons and monsters behind the door.

"Destruction Gale Burst Bomb!"

"Shattered! Crushed! Cheers!"

The dazzling light that erupted from the dragon's mouth, the destructive power of the white light, stirred up dust and pulverized the Rashomon demon blocking its path into dust! Centered on the gate, the entire mansion was cleaved in two!

A devastating force swept across, turning this hellish place into a true inferno on earth.

The whole world trembled!

……

The abbot of Linhuai Temple was still undergoing a questionnaire survey by the Special Affairs Bureau when he suddenly stood up and hurriedly walked out the door. Just then, a dazzling light appeared in the sky not far away, directly dispersing the clouds. In a moment of distraction, he seemed to see the figure of a white dragon flash by.

Nishizawa Ryo, who followed closely behind, did not see this scene. He only happened to see the abbot raise his head, looking lost and bewildered, seemingly deep in thought.

Xi Zeliang tentatively asked, "Abbot, are you alright?"

No, I'm not good.

The abbot suddenly turned around with a serious expression and said, "Amitabha, benefactor, please excuse me, I have other matters to attend to and must leave first."

Nishizawa Ryo was taken aback for a moment, then quickly asked, "Hmm? Master, where are you going?"

Then, Xi Zeliang saw the master push a black Yamaha motorcycle out of the warehouse, with a speaker added to the back. The master put on his helmet, got on the motorcycle, and casually explained, "This old monk is going to exorcise demons."

"...Exorcising demons and monsters?"

……

After the extinguished white light disappeared, only a terrifying trail remained, stretching into the distance.

"Hahahaha! That's great!"

The 180-second duration had expired, and the white dragon's silhouette in the sky gradually faded, disappearing without a trace. The satisfied seahorse-man turned into a pile of sand and vanished into the air.

Wuxian clenched his fists tightly, his gaze fixed on the burned-out courtyard, his breathing becoming rapid. "Is it all done?"

He wasn't a berserker who believed in Khorne; he preferred strategy and cunning tactics in life-or-death battles. However, the game wouldn't give him the chance to specialize in one area. If he really got into a tough fight and his opponent's strength was beyond his expectations, he would have to use the last card in his inventory.

At this moment, a disheveled man stood up from under the rubble. Half of his face had been burned black by the destructive white light. He painfully covered the half of his face that had no flesh left. Because there were no eyelids to cover it, the remaining eyeballs kept moving. His lips and cheeks had disappeared, revealing half a row of white teeth.

Seeing this, Wuxian's eyes lit up. This guy was already seriously injured, and he had a real chance to turn the tables and kill him!

"you……"

I'm going to kill you!

The man staggered towards him, his arms outstretched. The eerie, sinister energy that permeated the entire street swept in like a whirlwind.

Dust filled the air, and a heavy, eerie atmosphere enveloped the man. Visible signs of this eerie energy gathered and expanded around him. Flesh sprouted from the half of his face that had lost its skin, and sharp canine teeth emerged from his mouth, making his entire face grotesque and terrifying. Even horns began to grow on his head.

The man had long since lost his previous gentle and charming demeanor, transforming into a hideous monster with one half of his face resembling a demon and the other half a demon.

"Aaaaaaah!!!! I've painstakingly built this business here for so many years! They won't let you get away with this!"

The man roared madly, "Thanks to those adults, I finally escaped birth, old age, sickness, and death. Today you destroyed their things, and I will kill you all to pay for it with my life."

The half-human, half-ghost man's eyes were bloodshot, seemingly consumed by pure bloodlust, while the final part of the mission finally began amidst the endless system notifications.

Slay the murderer!

"call."

He slowly exhaled and took out his last trump card from his inventory.

A Rubik's Cube that looks ordinary and messy.