My Salvation Game Became true?!-Chapter 140 - 139: Did the Old Lady Get Scammed for Free?! (Please Subscribe)
Chapter 140: Chapter 139: Did the Old Lady Get Scammed for Free?! (Please Subscribe)
What is this technique?
It appeared out of nowhere, without any sign!
Yue Luxi thought she was quite knowledgeable, and although she didn’t blow her own trumpet as she claimed, she indeed had witnessed the decline of several worlds, visited several oases, and her home oasis was a major power with numerous classics, which she had read quite a bit of, but still…
She couldn’t figure out what was happening!
The light particles converged, and then this man with a faint smile appeared, like an illusion—is it some kind of projection?
But it didn’t seem like it, Yue Luxi could vaguely feel a pressuring force emanating from this man with a pale golden glow.
He was real.
And not simple.
A world just contacted, and there is such a powerful person?
But she was a guide, a big shot from the oasis, so she had to be elegant and calm.
Yue Luxi regained her composure, “So you are the one in charge here. Tell me, what paid projects do you want to purchase?”
The man in front of her pondered for a moment, “What do you know about the Evil God?”
The Evil God!
“I didn’t expect you had already heard about the Evil God.”
She was slightly surprised, “I don’t know much about the Evil God, just a few bits of information which I’ll give to you for free.”
Consider it a favor.
The potential of this world seemed to exceed expectations, the free information now was to make way for earning more from paid projects later.
She said, “The Evil God is an indescribable presence located at the deepest part of the Ghastly Realm, described only by simple honorifics like ‘Dark Shadow,’ ‘Crimson Moon,’ ‘Twisted Black River,’ ‘Fallen Emperor,’ and so on.”
The silver-haired woman apparently didn’t really know the specifics.
But she continued, “The Evil God is too distant; merely the heretical cultists who worship the Evil God are already great enemies of humanity, no matter which world or oasis they come from, cultists are absolutely major enemies.”
“Your world has just collided with the Ghastly Realm, and you may think the true disaster comes from Mysterious Evil. Yes, there are a great number of Mysterious Evils, but they are just monsters without intelligence. The offerings of the Evil God can control such monsters.”
“Furthermore, to the Evil God, your worlds seem incredibly delicious, their offerings will spare no effort to sacrifice the world to their revered deity, and they will continually develop more cultists.”
“To give a simple comparison, we normal humans need to go through numerous crises to awaken, one misstep could mean serious injury or death, but it’s not the same for cultists. They accumulate mysteries easily, and their breakthroughs are much easier, they even avoid attacks from Mysterious Evils.”
Mysterious Evils are naturally-birthed monsters within the Ghastly Realm, lacking intelligence.
Cultists, on the other hand, are transformed from humans, intelligent beings.
They awaken more easily, face fewer dangers at bottlenecks, and can walk freely within the Ghastly Realm, unlike us who struggle at every step.
Comparatively, it seems that awakeners on the normal path have no advantage at all, completely crushed by the path of the Evil God!
Fang You pondered.
Xing Jing Lei couldn’t help asking, voicing what was on his mind, and did it cleverly.
“If cultists are so powerful, wouldn’t everyone turn to worship them?”
If worship is free, he could believe in it a little too.
For strength and survival, it’s not shameful.
But, Xing Jing Lei felt it wasn’t that simple.
As expected, the silver-haired woman spoke up, “You’re thinking too beautifully. Why is everyone condemning cultists? Because, once someone has become a cultist, they cannot be called human anymore, even if they were human before. Once you pledge to the Evil God, your body and soul belong entirely to that deity.”
“They will give everything for the Evil God with fervent zeal and not divert from personal will. In other words, from the moment you start worshiping the Evil God, you’re no longer yourself.”
Xing Jing Lei considered for a moment and asked,
“What if one pretends to be a cultist? Surely the Evil God can’t pay attention to every single follower.”
“Indeed, most followers are dispensable to the Evil God and are occasionally sacrificed. Pretending is possible, but if one undergoes a promotion ceremony… well, that is the cultist’s Awakening Ceremony, then you’ll be assimilated, beyond saving.”
She explained.
If worshiping an Evil God wasn’t equivalent to death, they wouldn’t dread it like the plague.
Hearing this, Xing Jing Lei also shivered.
The silver-haired woman continued, “The Evil God is ineffable, it’s said that those who have looked directly at the Evil God have all died, but just the minions, servants, and followers of the Evil God are already terrifying, and they are great enemies of humanity in each oasis.”
“If it weren’t for the followers of different Evil Gods who also view and fight each other with hostility, we humans might not even be able to survive in the crevices.”
“So, as guides, we provide you with some tips, hoping more strong individuals can emerge from humanity. Of course, you still have to pay for certain services.”
“The next question will be charged, would you like to ask about awakening, Awakened Weapons, or reducing the side effects of Strange Implements?”
She looked on with interest.
Quite expectant, worlds like these were often very rich, and the stronger you were, the more capable you were of obtaining these riches.
Should I increase the prices later on? She wondered, but the man in a white robe in front of her said,
“Thank you for the hospitality, definitely next time.”
“Your fee-based services are a bit limited, I hope we can have a detailed list next time we come, convenient for purchasing.”
After a few words, the four of them gradually walked away.
Yue Luxi stood in front of the black obelisk, stunned for a moment, as people had already disappeared into the fog.
Wait a minute, did I just get taken advantage of?!
…
After leaving the black obelisk, they walked a few more kilometers before An Jianyou and the others returned back.
After over an hour in the Ghastly Realm, the exploration was thrilling and exciting, but also exhausting. She felt she needed to lie down at home for a while before getting up.
As Black Blade, An Jianyou, and the others returned to the reality of the training base, Fang You was simultaneously back in the Angel Envoy dormitory.
He began to ponder.
From this guide named Yi Xuanlu Xi, he had obtained many secrets, quite a few of which he had already guessed and found clues for, but there was no doubt that after this integration, the scattered clues had been pieced together.
“Looking at the current situation, this silver-haired woman seems to be a ‘friendly force’, and what she says is quite credible,” he said.
Of course, he couldn’t fully trust her.
It was just that Fang You himself had quite a bit of information.
Evil God worshippers, cultists, etc., he had clues about them before, and now he could confirm that what the silver-haired woman said was probably not far off the mark.
As for the paid projects mentioned by the silver-haired woman, he wasn’t disinterested.
It was just that, first, the attraction wasn’t that strong.
Second, playing hard to get could prevent being overcharged, and who knows, maybe he could even bargain for a fifty, sixty, seventy percent discount.
Next time, definitely.
“Based on the integration of available information, if I’m not mistaken, the cultist’s promotion ceremony has to do with the Evil God statue,” he concluded.
The Investigation Bureau had a similar statue.
His own organization, Xinhuo, also had one, but its face had been slashed off, named the Faceless Statue, which was a Strange Implement rather than an original ghastly being.
“The second ability of the Evil God statue is that it can serve as the core of an Awakening Ceremony. However, those who Awaken through such ceremonies are utterly branded by the Evil God, becoming its shape and plaything,” he noted.
“After researching the Faceless Statue for some time, we haven’t been able to create our own ceremony, but we’ve started to grasp some methods… we will discuss this later.”
“Now, it appears that for normal humans, the Evil God statue is a poison, and the ritual is toxic, but for cultists, it is an incomparable treasure!”
This world never lacked madmen.
Moreover, only a few actually understand that the heretical ceremonies would brand them and modify their personalities.
For power, many Awakeners might be tempted, and even without Awakeners, those priests who worship the Evil God could bewitch ordinary people, starting from scratch, and it wouldn’t take much time.
“No wonder the silver-haired woman said that the dangers posed by cultists far exceed those of Mysterious Evil,” he mused. “This statement isn’t entirely accurate, but when a cultist priest appears, they can quickly develop a cult, which must be eradicated as soon as possible. The longer it’s delayed, the bigger the malignant tumor rooted in Blue Star, sapping its nutrients, will grow!”
“However, cultists are not like Mysterious Evil; they’re not so easy to find. Even in the last case with the Maggot Man priest, I had to chase him three times even after blocking the exit, before he was finally killed.”
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One could imagine how tenacious these priests of the Evil God were!
Difficult to find, but necessary to hunt!
If the sky falls there will be tall ones to hold it up, but if Blue Star falls… now it’s up to me.
“Xiaohuan, based on the information we have, search for all events possibly related to cultists,” he instructed.
Xiaohuan projected a map, displaying it on the wall.
One area after another was laid out.
During the last case, a small town on the Oulu Continent where a large number of people went missing was very likely active with cultists.
This was one possibility.
Soon, a second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth location were marked, maybe not for certain, but since there was a possibility, they must be investigated.
“And killing a few cultists has little effect; we must find the source, which is either the Evil God priest who has come from the Ghastly Realm or the Evil God statue to truly eradicate the tumor,” he said.
“This means we’re short on staff again,” he sighed.
Expansion of personnel, and simultaneous advancement of Awakeners and investigation, were necessary.
…
In Oulu Continent, within an ancient castle.
The dim orange light flickered slightly, and in the gloomy surroundings, one could faintly see numerous men and women with fervent looks, their eyes brightly fixed on the center.
The blood pool was misty, with a strange statue standing above it.
A white man in a black robe stood on a high platform, looking at the frenzied crowd in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
They were all lambs.
All very delicious.
He tilted his head back reverently.
“Praise be to my Lord, the great Crimson Moon,” he prayed.
“You are the source of all life, the ruler of the night sky, the creator of life.”
“The Red Moon is your embodiment, your glory will shine upon countless worlds.”
The prayer echoed within the ancient castle as the male and female cultists became even more fervent.
They lined up, approaching the blood pool.
The first person took off his loose white clothes and leaped boldly into the blood pool.
Splash—
The blood pool churned, and within moments, the man who had jumped in strode out, his body now muscular, and his grinning mouth now bore sharp fangs.
“Praise the great Crimson Moon!”
“Praise the great…”
“Praise…”
One by one, the cultists stepped into the blood pool. Despite numerous bodies bursting and dissolving into the pool, further cultists were not deterred but fervently threw themselves in.
This was power.
The taste of power was incredibly delightful.
Hee hee hee hee hee—
The naked cultists began to dance wildly.
The white man in the black robe watched, his smile widening, and beneath his smile, tendrils could be seen subtly moving.
