It's time to become an evil god.

"master?"

The young apprentice, standing behind him, asked curiously, "How did it go?"

"Something terrible has happened."

The old Taoist priest immediately pulled out his phone to call the police, "Hello, 110? Someone here has committed murder in broad daylight and is trying to cover up the crime."

Before he could finish speaking, the old Taoist priest's phone was taken from his hand. He turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a suit standing behind him, smiling and saying, "No need to trouble the police officers, we can handle it."

"Are you the ones who were rumored to be..."

The old Taoist priest sized up the mysterious figure before him, then a look of sudden realization crossed his face. "Kamen Rider?"

Section Chief Xing's lips twitched slightly, and he coughed lightly, explaining, "...No, we are from the Special Affairs Bureau."

"..."

Bai Ge pushed open the door and saw Section Chief Xing standing there, along with an old Taoist priest with a strange expression who looked at Bai Ge as if he had seen a ghost. He asked, "What is it now?"

"Um……"

Section Chief Xing hesitated for a moment, then finally took a deep breath and said, "Yes, it's a matter of great importance. Mr. Bai must have heard about what happened in Yaotai Town, right?"

Bai Ge's expression changed instantly. He secretly clenched his fist and asked, feigning composure, "What happened in Yaotai Town?"

Section Chief Xing said anxiously, "Please get in the car. I will explain to you in the car that Yaotai Town is in a very dangerous situation."

Suddenly, the assistant next to him pointed to the air and shouted in a panic, "Wait, Section Chief, look over there!"

Everyone's eyes followed the direction of the finger, and a black, spiral-shaped cloud appeared in the sky above Xu City, interspersed with flashes of lightning. Exaggerated and eerie noises seemed to emanate from the thick cloud.

Then a dazzling ray of light descended from the sky and pierced into the clouds, dark and eerie.

The old Taoist priest turned pale with fright. "What on earth happened?"

Section Chief Xing seemed to know some secret, but his face was already pale and bluish, and he said through gritted teeth, "So they still succeeded after all?"

The silence was strange, but the clear, ringing sound of a music box's wind-up mechanism echoed through the eerie sky. The strange melody seemed to be right beside you, omnipresent.

Then, a sudden, inexplicable, and piercing cry echoed across the entire city.

"Wow!"

A sense of unease settled over everyone, and an ominous premonition crept into their hearts.

It was the sound of a newborn baby crying.

Chapter 138 Artificial Ancient God! 4K

Four thousand words chapter

Dim candlelight flickered in the eerie basement, filling the air with a putrid stench. Various rotting corpses lay scattered across the floor. In the very center of the spacious basement, a massive mountain of limbs was piled up, almost reaching the ceiling.

The saintess, dressed in a white robe, stood in the basement, holding a luminous rune in her hand and chanting obscure and profound incantations. Her eyes were fixed on the corpse in front of her, showing no fear, but rather a smile playing on her lips.

These corpses were sacrificial offerings collected from Xuchang and even other places. Some were stolen from funeral homes, while others were homeless people who had been lured here and transported here in various ways to conceal their identities.

The country's department specializing in dealing with strange events has noticed clues from the crime scenes left over from previous experiments. Some things can no longer be delayed, and the descent ritual must be carried out as soon as possible.

The Choir accidentally obtained a fragment of a summoning scroll for a superior being in a previous instance world. Although there was no clear and complete record, through continuous experimentation and improvement, the Choir has mastered some of the necessary conditions for the summoning. Although the summoned superior being is a poor imitation, it is the key to opening the gates of hell.

I've encountered similar instances before, but the gates to hell in those instances have been completely destroyed. However, according to information left behind by the civilization, only a certain power known as the "Superior" is qualified to open the gates.

Whoever wields the power of the superiors and opens that door first will possess the power to control the gates of hell.

This is a basement hidden in the old city of Xuchang. After being set up by the legendary item [Heart of the Oasis Maze], even if the Special Affairs Bureau discovers it, they will not be able to break into it in a short time.

The choir went to great lengths for this project, even using two or three perfect-level items and a level 10 church saint as a breeding ground.

Behind the gates of hell lies a dangerous treasure trove, and reason ultimately cannot resist the temptation of greed.

The saint turned her head and nodded to the other attendants beside her. She took off all her clothes, revealing her smooth body, and walked towards the pile of corpses.

The massive pile of corpses suddenly shifted, as if something was lurking within. The blackened, foul-smelling bodies parted, creating a dark passage. The saintess narrowed her eyes and calmly walked into the depths of darkness, her figure disappearing into the void.

"Give your heart to the choir!"

The remaining followers seemed to sense the approaching figures and instantly stopped, looking towards the doorway. The next instant, the door, sealed by the item [Door Barrier], began to ooze blood. Then, a blood-soaked chainsaw pierced through the door, tearing it apart. A monster wearing a white shirt and black tie, with hands and a head made of chainsaws, appeared before them, its neck cracking and its teeth, made of metal, revealing a ferocious grin.

It brandished its chainsaw and sneered, "Oh, what a bunch of small fry? You think I have to do this little thing myself?"

The arrogant, hoarse voice switched to a calm tone the next instant, “Since the other party has the ability to pull off such a big operation under the Special Affairs Bureau, there must be at least one LV10 top-tier player involved in the planning. Be careful, don’t get caught up in it.”

"Yes."

A strange man wearing a butcher's apron but with a head made of oddly made safes walked in. He looked around at the rotten, kingdom-like world, waved the iron hook in his hand, trying to dispel the stench from his nose, and frowned as he said, "It stinks."

"why?"

One of the men exclaimed in disbelief, "We clearly used the [Lighthouse of the Dead Sea] to prevent all outside exploration, so why were we still found?"

The chainsaw-wielding man said coldly, "Do you think our Special Affairs Bureau has no resources at all? Knowing that your group used the highest level of equipment, we specially transported a perfect-level 'Wordless Book' from elsewhere."

"I see."

A ferocious look flashed across the man's face. Although he was just a lowly LV7 character, he possessed the item [Rotating Bomb Spider], which could kill LV10 players.

The Spinning Bomb Spider's power doesn't directly kill the physical body, but rather acts like a psychic ability, erasing consciousness. However, it's a single-use item, a life-for-life trade, and can only be effective in crucial moments.

His flesh beneath his skin had been gnawed away by countless tiny spinning bomb spiders, making him a dangerous walking bomb. He suddenly unleashed a shield spell and charged towards the Butcher and the Chainsaw Man without a word.

"I'll take you with me even if it kills me!"

The butcher and the chainsaw man stood motionless.

Just as they were only a few meters away, a loud shout suddenly rang out.

"Ah Cheng!"

Hey, hey, hey.

Three gunshots rang out from outside the door, instantly shattering the man's shield. The bullets took away half of his body and head, leaving only his lower body standing in place, blood gushing out continuously.

A boy's childish voice came through the walkie-talkie, complaining, "Don't rush me, okay? The Spinner Dragon's effect only reaches its most terrifying power when it gets three heads with a coin."

"call."

The butcher and the chainsaw man exchanged a glance and breathed a sigh of relief. The most difficult guy was taken care of; the remaining bunch of weaklings were no match for the elites of the Special Affairs Bureau. After a few exchanges, except for those who were required to be kept alive, the rest were all executed.

The Special Affairs Bureau also decided to use this incident as a warning to other organizations, letting them know what will happen if they dare to mess with their turf.

Something's not right.

The chainsaw-wielding man examined the corpses that had just resisted and said softly, "These people are at most level 7, and only this one could have harmed us."

"unless……"

The butcher revealed a chilling truth: "Unless these people have already accomplished their infiltration objective?"

"Wow~"

A piercing cry echoed in the eerie basement, instantly putting everyone on alert.

"Wow~"

The baby's crying continued, and all the Special Affairs Bureau field personnel who had been there earlier experienced obvious dizziness, feeling their throats constantly constricting and their breathing becoming rapid and difficult.

Blood kept seeping from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and ears, as if all his blood vessels had been stretched open and burst, and his internal organs could not withstand the crazy pressure.

Even the rotating chainsaw began to sluggish. The sharp saw chain, which was originally slow and whose speed was unclear, gradually slowed down, as if it were constantly rusting, and eventually stopped completely.

"Wow wow~"

The cries of infants filled the room, which was piled with corpses. The remaining players looked at each other, realizing that this was a situation beyond their control.

The butcher, who was the first to realize what was happening, changed his expression and understood the chorus's scheme.

"Everyone be careful, the offspring of the ancient gods is about to descend..."

Offspring of the ancient gods?

Before he could finish speaking, everything came to an abrupt end.

The mountain of corpses twitched, and everyone around froze instantly, their eyes filled with wariness and fear.

The baby's cries, like a nightmare in the dead of night, continued to spread. The baby's cries started again, becoming more frequent and urgent.

A "hand" made up of dozens of corpses emerged from the pile of bodies and slammed onto the cold floor, spraying and splattering blood like a torrential rain onto every corner around it.

The corpses on the pile kept falling off, and a monster with an enormous, ugly baby head could be vaguely seen emerging from beneath them. Its cloudy, baby-model-like eyes seemed like ordinary glass, devoid of any emotion. Beneath the ugly baby head were two obese monsters made of countless human flesh, bodies, and bones randomly piled together.

The mouth, wide open as if the lower jaw were dislocated, emitted indistinct syllables. These sounds, which were clearly unrelated to human writing, made it seem as if the creature was calling out the name of its mother.

The last glimmer of hope vanished, and my heart sank to the bottom.

The chainsaw-wielding man asked uneasily, "Those bastards in the chorus actually forcibly created an ancient god?"

The Butcher shook his head and said, "No, this guy isn't a complete Ancient God, but a man-made, reborn Ancient God. The Choir must have obtained the remains of an Ancient God in some instance, so they want to use this inferior method of stitching together to replicate the power of a deity?"

"Why would they create an ancient god in Xuchang?"

The chainsaw man had no idea what these people's motives were.

"It's probably connected to that gate to hell in Yaotai Town. In any case, we must do everything we can to kill this guy. I have a bad feeling; we absolutely cannot let him come into contact with the gate to hell!"

He and the butcher exchanged a glance. The butcher, disregarding his heartache, gritted his teeth and pulled a green-glowing stone from his inventory.

[Props: Relics]

[Quality: Legendary]

[Feature: Ability to purify all evil things within a ten-kilometer radius]

[Postscript: The high monk's kidney stones are a cure for all indigestion]

He slammed the hook hard onto the green relic, which immediately emitted a dazzling golden Buddhist light. Moreover, this Buddhist light also had a purifying effect, instantly piercing through the artificial ancient god's body and creating bloody holes.

"it works!"

The dazzling light emitted dispelled the nausea and discomfort felt by everyone. Even though the relic could burn any evil thing to ashes, it could not cause fatal damage to the baby's body.

The butcher's left hand had begun to crystallize, turning into a shape as translucent as a relic.

His heart sank. Even an ancient god created by humans was far more powerful than the top-tier players.

A mournful scream emanated from its ugly, twisted face as it struggled to crawl out of the pile of corpses. Only then did everyone notice that the monster's lower body was not the same as that of a normal living being. It was connected to a slippery placenta covered in blood by a fragile umbilical cord, wriggling and struggling to be born.