It's time, it's time to become an evil god

Foreign players who are completely opposite to human civilization have different skills, props and weapons, and even they themselves have a certain amount of power. It doesn't mean that they and the monsters they encountered before have the absolute power of crushing.

When Bai Ge returned to the tavern, the other players in the conference room had gradually dispersed. The remaining players who hadn't left yet met each other for a few glances. From the heavy expressions, they could also see a trace of worry about the future of the players on Earth.

"It's hard to believe we're on the same level as these monsters."

Holding the "Bible" in his hand, the priest stood in front of the crowd, and wearing white gloves, he patted the cover of the book, and said in a refined and easy-going manner, "It's him."

Bai Ge frowned, and said softly, "You are..."

The priest took a light puff of a cheap hand-rolled cigarette, stared at Baige with a strange expression, and said, "Vatican Holy See's newest institution, the person in charge of the Betrayer Section [-], Van Helsing."

Bai Ge noticed that the scar on the priest's face was shaking slightly, and even the fingers holding the cigarette butt could not restrain the slight trembling.

He threw half of the cigarette in his hand on the ground, stomped it hard with the toe of his leather shoes, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and said with an excited expression, "When I think of executing these heretics, my hands and guns are shaking with excitement. "

"really."

The witch standing behind Baige clapped her hands and said with a mocking expression, "The players who can climb to the first echelon are a bunch of unreasonable lunatics. But I have to go back to Endymion Academy now , report the situation to the teachers in person as soon as possible, please do me a favor."

Bai Ge asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

"Exaggerate the threat posed by the evolution game. With you as a god and saint to testify, these old men will definitely be willing to take out all their private possessions."

"..."

Bai Ge looked at the blinking witch in front of him, and sighed with emotion that the world is getting better, how the innocent little lolita has now turned into an old hag who is careful and careful.

Bai Ge greeted Witch Weier, and was about to leave the venue and return to the shop.However, just a few steps away, the rest of the people in the conference room stopped at the same time and looked at each other.

[Teamwork Mission: The Secret of the Gods]

[Task difficulty: ? ? ? 】

[Mission description: Find the entrance to the fantasy dreamland in the depths of the imaginary dreamland, be careful, the crazy and fallen gods can no longer maintain a lucid dreamland】

Bai Ge was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he had seen a question mark-level task, and the description of the task seemed to be in a fog, and he didn't know where to go.

A few people didn't even have time to open their mouths to inform them, they teleported and disappeared without a trace.

When everyone opened their eyes again, they had already appeared in front of a huge Gothic church. The surrounding streets were gloomy and narrow, and the surrounding doors and windows were closed. It looked as if no one had lived in it for a long time. There were only kerosene lamps hanging on the street lamps. A little bit of light and flames are emitted.

The other players who were summoned were obviously not yet mentally prepared, and their faces were also puzzled and dazed.

Bai Ge's eyes skipped the two friends Nishizawa Liang and the witch Weier, looked around, and finally set his eyes on the other strangers.

One of them is the South Korean player Saint and his teammates, while the other two are different.

A black man in a suit wears a series of necklaces of skulls around his neck, and bracelets made of teeth and bones on his tattooed arms.The other is a middle-aged caucasian man holding a magic book in his hand. His hair is combed meticulously. He slightly pushed the thick gold mirror hanging on the bridge of his nose, looking like an elegant scholar.

"One is Nigg, a Haitian Voodoo wizard, and the other is one of the vice presidents of the High Tower Magic Association. The only mage in legend who can summon undead, Black Mass."

"Everyone."

With a click, Black Mass closed the magic book, his eyes swept over everyone present, and finally focused on Baige.

"There are no hints for this mission, we should take advantage of the safe time at the beginning of the mission to collect enough clues..."

However, before he could finish his sentence, he slightly raised his head and stared at the church with a slightly dazed expression.

The others noticed the strange look on Black Mass's expression, and at the same time turned their heads to look behind them.

Everyone was stunned.

In the cathedral shrouded in darkness, a huge red moon rose on the top of the tallest spire, and a figure stood there, wearing a black windbreaker and a top hat, his face blurred by the backlight.

And his body was nailed to the cross, pulling his head up and making no sound.

"I know him……"

Nig, who was behind him, slowly walked out of the darkness, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and the scar on his face looked a little scary, he whispered, "He is a bounty hunter player known as the Demon Butcher, and he started to fight Some players died directly, it seems that this mission does not leave us much time."

Chapter 490 The Red Moon Has Arrived

"What? A player was directly eliminated at the beginning?"

Faced with this exaggerated death rate, the faces of several players changed without exception. According to the previous mission experience, there is no certain death situation at the beginning of the mission, but now after the system version is updated, the difficulty is unbelievable. Believe the straight line soars quickly.

"Wake up, the mission this time is not the same as before. Maybe it was dangerous from the beginning. If we carry out the mission with the previous idea, it will only make you eliminated quickly."

Black Mass kept fiddling with a silver coin in his hand, fixed his eyes on the dead man on the cross, and finally sighed silently.

"The quest doesn't give the number of all players, which means that there are very likely other players nearby. No matter what, let's put down the other party's body first."

He chanted a spell lightly in his mouth, and the body that had been lost suddenly twitched up and down, forcibly broke free from the pinned hands, jumped down from the sky, and hung directly when it was only two or three meters away from the ground. stop.

The corpse was slowly placed on the ground, not daring to use magic directly on the dangerous streets, so Nigg took a kerosene lamp from the street lamp and placed it in front of the corpse.

Four people gathered around to check. There was a horrible blood hole at the back of the head of the corpse. The hair and blackened blood scabs were stuck together in a mess. It was strange that the skin on the surface of the corpse was covered with gray scales. , the pupils become like the vertical pupils of some kind of animal.

"Judging from the condition of the corpse, the Devil Butcher's death time should be within an hour, and there are no obvious injuries on his body, which means that he was killed in an instant, and he didn't even have a chance to resist."

Black Mass stood up, resting his chin in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Combining the previous situation, the system didn't even prompt the number and type of players. Does this mean that we not only need to solve the mystery of the plot, but also Be wary of other players."

"Wait a minute, the voodoo group can make corpses speak briefly."

Nigg, the wizard of the Voodoo Order, took out a dirty scarecrow doll from the task props bar, and used rough stitches to casually sew the tattered sack on it, and even nailed a few rusty nails on it.

"Spiritual anchors can temporarily attach the soul of a newly dead person to a corpse, but at this time the undead is in a state of confusion, and there is not much effective information that can be obtained. At most, it is what the deceased saw before he died. scene."

Bai Ge couldn't help complaining, "If you take out this prop, Detective Conan will be finished."

"..."

The wizard of the Voodoo Order who was silent for a moment said slowly, "Actually... this is indeed the reward I got after completing the copy mission of Conan World."

He stuck a little blood spot on the scarecrow doll's chest from the back of the deceased's head. The motionless dead object seemed to suddenly come to life and began to squirm continuously. At the same time, the fingers of the corpse lying on the ground also Started scratching indiscriminately.An expression of pain and struggle began to appear on the face of the corpse.

Nishizawa frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

"The actions of the corpse before it died will also be replayed."

Niger explained lightly, "Soon we will get clues about the murderer."

Suddenly, the struggling body of the bounty hunter stopped convulsing, and his expression was no longer extremely painful. Instead, he slowly raised his arms and pointed at Baige who was standing beside him.

"what?"

The wizard of the Voodoo Order suddenly changed his expression, jumped to the side, took out a cane from the task props bar, and pointed it at Baige.

A translucent black figure appeared behind him. He was wearing a black suit, with his hands crossed and stacked on the skull of the cane. It slowly raised its head, and a face like a skeleton swept across the crowd.

He stared fixedly at the man in front of him, and then at the black mass beside him. There was a tension between the two sides.

Bai Ge pointed at himself, showing disdain, and asked, "You mean I was the murderer?"

"The player didn't block the damage of teammates before, and who can prove that you and we traveled together?"

"I also suspect that you have done something in witchcraft."

Witch Val has always been disgusted with the way the voodoo order uses living people to refine magic media. She said tit-for-tat, "I didn't believe what you said from the beginning."

The wizard Nigg was furious, "You can question my character, but you can't question my professional level!"

"Everyone, please wait a moment."

Black Mass straightened his collar, moved silently towards the wizard of the Voodoo Order, wiped his nose with his hand, and said softly, "Although I don't know what happened, there may be some misunderstanding, but... ..."

As soon as the subject changed, Black Mass stood on the opposite side of Bai Ge and said, "Sorry, Mr. Bai, I'm still on Mr. Nigger's side."

Black Mass continued, "It's hard for me to believe that a divine saint can coexist peacefully with the players of the first echelon, and according to previous information, Mr. Bai has combined the British Eldorado Secret Church, the senior leaders of MI[-] and the strongest combat effectiveness. What a shame, I even donated the British Prime Minister to the KGB organization in Russia, didn’t I say it?”

The atmosphere became more and more tense, but Nishizawa stood up at this moment and said in a deep voice, "We believe in Mr. Bai."

"Me too."

Witch Weier waved her staff and said softly, "Instead of trusting you two players whose origins are unknown, I would rather trust my teammates who were born and died together."

Facing their teammates who were born and died together, Wei Er and Xi Zeliang resolutely chose to stand with Bai Ge.

"In this case, it's a pity, then don't be rude to me!"

Black Mass narrowed his eyes, and a strange dark aura emanated from his whole body. Players on both sides looked at each other nervously.

He closed his eyes lightly, and then opened them suddenly, even kicking up dust around him, and the magic robe was constantly flying. He roared loudly, and shouted, "Nigeluda!"

Then he turned around and ran wildly at a speed of [-] meters, instantly creating a large distance from the three of Bai Ge.

The black wizard who was ready to fight to the death even froze in place, not realizing what happened for a while.He cursed angrily, "Go back, coward!"

The other party didn't even reply, "What are you doing stupidly? Haven't you played League of Legends? There's a [-]-on-[-] player on the opposite side, and there's a five-spirited player with a full-level output, fuck you, run away!"

"..."

The wizard of the Voodoo Order glared at Bai Ge viciously, and then chased after him, and the two figures disappeared under the night.

The three of them did not catch up, but squatted down to study the clues on the corpse.

Ryo Nishizawa touched the skin on the corpse, and whispered, "Not only is the corpse covered with scales that do not belong to humans, but even some monster features appear. What happened to this guy before he died."

"Is there such a possibility that all the players are not transmitted collectively, but in batches. It may even be mixed with some foreign players. Our earth players are used to cooperating, but foreign players have not contacted human players from other dimensions , so it is normal for conflicts to break out.”

Jingle, Jingle.

The church in front suddenly remembered the sound of bells shaking, which was particularly harsh in the dark night.

The three turned their heads and looked over. The closed door of the church opened a gap for people to pass through, and the warm candlelight illuminated the dark and gloomy street.

A silver-haired head protruded from the inside, and the wrinkled face looked around nervously. After confirming that there was no danger, the eyes focused on the three of them.

His eyes were light blue, and his clothes were neat. The priest stood at the door, holding a kerosene lamp in his hand, and the flames faltered in the darkness.

"Hurry up."

Unmoved, the priest waved anxiously for several people to come in quickly.

"Hurry up, what are you still doing?"

Seeing that the other party was still unmoved, the priest shouted cursingly, "Come in quickly, the red moon is beginning to descend!"

Chapter 490 The Second Death Count

Accompanied by the slow closing of the heavy door, creepy roars of beasts came from the dark streets and alleys, and pairs of scarlet eyes emerged from the pitch blackness.

He found a thick wooden stick to block the door firmly, and then extinguished the kerosene lamp in his hand.