To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 875 - 481: Something’s Off

Hakurei Silver Dream had thought rescuing Wu Wei would be enough, but she soon found out that just like the good guys would save their grandpas, damned villains would do the same, darn it.

After Xiemen Waidao and Liuzi took out their opponent with tactics so despicable, despicable to the point that even her, someone who’d watch anything to gain experience, couldn’t stand it, she despairingly realized she had become the new target.

The Demonic Apostles hiding underground were like cockroaches; when you see one, there might be thousands waiting underneath.

The captured her endured endless torture, although it seemed the torturer was some sort of a perverted master at his craft, churning out all kinds of methods, but Hakurei Silver Dream couldn’t see any of them.

No way around it, they were pixelated.

In the end, it was the Demonic Apostle who was torturing her that broke first. After all, it’s hard to imagine something so unbelievable as a guy not showing a bit of emotion no matter how much you torment them.

After the collapse, the Demonic Apostle almost immediately went into a frenzy and was then done in by the three others using a magical artifact they had just acquired.

Then, Xiemen Waidao was captured.

But when they found him, this guy was hanging the Demonic Apostle up and beating him, creating a scene so gory and brutal it left them speechless.

The story after that was a continuous loop of them capturing, rescuing, every experience churning out more magical artifacts, greatly boosting their power, and making the hunt for other Demonic Apostles a bit faster.

Magical artifacts weren’t without side effects, such as making one feel impulsive, filled with desire, experiencing an urge to kill any living thing in sight, and so on.

Unfortunately, Wu Wei and Hakurei Silver Dream, playing on PCs, couldn’t feel it, and even though Xiemen Waidao and Liuzi did feel it, they simply turned that feeling off and it was no big deal.

So, for players, the side effects of magical artifacts were hardly worth mentioning. Instead, they would greatly enhance a player’s strength, it’s just too bad they weren’t of much use in card games.

Hence, as things progressed, the four had an enormous quantity of magical artifacts on them. The Demonic Apostles who abducted them could be done in with just a glance, it was almost like a numerical overflow.

But those Demonic Apostles, as if brainless, kept insistently summoning them based on the transfer of artifacts.

The result was a vicious cycle: more killing led to more summoning; more summoning required more Demonic Apostles to kill; more Demonic Apostles meant more time was needed to finish them all off.

In short, the faster they killed, the slower it went.

Finally, the four of them were truly fed up with killing.

And even Hakurei Silver Dream was sick of watching.

Sure, "Megalopolis" had exceptionally outstanding graphics, a high concentration of the second dimension, and playing it was especially anime-like.

But after looking at the same graphics for twenty-four straight hours, she truly couldn’t take it anymore.

If it weren’t for the lingering desire to teach Wu Wei a lesson, she would have definitely logged off by now, with no wish to stay here any longer.

Moreover, her obsession with Wu Wei had also waned by quite a lot.

The continuous twenty-four hours of gaming had taken its toll on her, her brain had nearly stopped working, and all she knew was to stagger towards the check-in point.

But compared to Hakurei Silver Dream, who couldn’t pull an all-nighter, the other three were having a much easier time.

Still, even so, they found the process dreadfully boring, just endless repetition that would tire out an immortal.

So, they simply took control of the last Demonic Apostle and plunged him into an endless, dreamless sleep, finally breaking out of the cycle of infinite summoning and heading towards the check-in point.

From the moment they appeared, everything around them became eerily quiet.

The aura of strength emanating from them was so overpowering that even the game’s system gave a warning to other players before they could act:

[The other party seems very strong, ultra-strong, so strong it breaks through the heavens. Are you sure you want to take action? You might die.]

Just by seeing this prompt, one could tell just how ridiculously powerful these four had become.

There were some who didn’t believe in such things and tried to use the Dump Truck Iaijutsu on them, but before the truck could even get close, the quartet turned both the people and the truck into debris with a wave of their mahjong tile.

The final hundred meters, they walked slowly.

But no one complained. Those who dared to complain were already doomed.

After slowly traversing the last hundred meters, Hakurei Silver Dream and Wu Wei finally passed the check-in point and left their names there.

Seeing their names light up, the two of them finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then they turned back and found that Xiemen Waidao and Liuzi hadn’t come over.

"Why aren’t you two coming? Hurry up and get over here," Hakurei Silver Dream asked, puzzled.

"No need, we’ve already completed our task," said Xiemen Waidao. "We were never really interested in the competition. The preliminary selection was just for fun. Our mission was to protect you, and now that it’s complete, we should go get our reward."

"It’s your mission, not mine," Liuzi said unfeelingly.

Xiemen Waidao let out a cold laugh and then said to Liuzi, "Think hard. After I get my reward, you’re not allowed to use it."

Liuzi remembered the mission reward from Xiemen Waidao and decisively chose to keep his mouth shut.

No way around it; that reward was really tempting.

Knowing the two had made up their minds, Wu Wei and Hakurei Silver Dream realized there was no point in saying anything more. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

With a wave of their hands, they walked further inside.