"Rest in peace, our hero."
A blonde, blue-eyed freshman reached out, seemingly wanting to close Grinya's eyes.
Those gray eyes suddenly moved, and Grinya looked at him coldly: "What are you doing?"
The voice was soft, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly; the crowd froze in place, staring at her as if they had seen a ghost.
"M-Miss Grinya, you're not dead?"
"You're the one who's dead! Your whole family is dead!" Lu Xun cursed irritably from in front of his computer. He was already in a bad mood, and these NPCs actually dared to jinx him; he immediately retaliated with the most aggressive Cybertronian language!
As for whether he was being too harsh? They were just a group of virtual people made of data; no matter how much he cursed, they would only act according to their set programming. Lu Xun never viewed these guys as real humans.
AI and real humans were different after all; no matter how realistic the game interaction was, it didn't change the fact that these guys were just virtual data composed of "0"s and "1"s.
The person he scolded shrank back sheepishly, and the others stood frozen, not daring to make a sound.
Miss Grinya was so fierce.
The atmosphere was exceptionally awkward.
Who could have known? They had just finished building up their sorrow, only for the person who was supposed to be dead to suddenly come back to life!
What were they supposed to do now?
No one knew how to face her, each of them avoiding Grinya's gaze.
"Does anyone know where the finish line is? I'm lost," Grinya said.
Someone weakly raised their hand.
Grinya glanced at him. Facing those calm gray eyes, the person looked as if they had seen something terrifying; his face turned pale, and his legs went weak.
"Speak!" Grinya barked.
"It's... it's to the west. If you cross that arbor forest, you'll be able to see the core location."
Having received her answer, Grinya nodded with satisfaction.
"Um... Miss Grinya..."
"Is there something else?" Grinya sat on her pink motorcycle and looked back at the person speaking.
"Are you going to leave us behind?"
"Why wouldn't I?" Grinya shrugged and said indifferently, "If you can give me Source Crystals and Prestige, I wouldn't mind helping out."
"Source Crystals? Prestige? What are those?"
Everyone looked confused, their minds nearly blank.
What was Grinya talking about? Why couldn't they understand a single word?
Lu Xun could tell from their expressions that these giant baby NPCs definitely didn't have Source Crystals or Prestige. Since that was the case, he certainly wasn't going to waste time on them.
He gripped the motorcycle with his legs, and the roar of the engine exploded like a thunderclap.
Leaving a long trail of white dust behind, Grinya's figure soon disappeared from their sight.
"Just like the rumors said, Grinya really is difficult to get along with," someone sighed.
"For a favored daughter of heaven like her, it's normal to look down on us."
"I really envy her..."
...
Wuxin Island, Core Location.
The altar that was supposed to enshrine the Sacred Blessing Stone had become pitch black and deep, making one feel uneasy.
Above the altar was the long-contaminated Sacred Blessing Stone; it extended countless tiny threads deep into the dark abyss at the center of the altar.
Just then, a crack appeared on the Sacred Blessing Stone.
The ritual suddenly fluctuated. The black-robed man panicked for a moment and hurried forward to stabilize it with his mana.
Just by sensing with his own mana, he immediately understood what had happened.
"The Shapeshifting Banshee was killed?" His voice was filled with surprise, sounding extremely shocked.
However, he soon calmed down again and laughed self-deprecatingly: "What am I thinking? That person is inside as well. This plan was never going to succeed anyway."
"But too few people died; I'll probably be scolded by Moen again when I get back..." The black-robed man sighed.
He reached out and took down the Sacred Blessing Stone. Even if the plan failed, if he could at least bring the Sacred Blessing Stone back, Moen shouldn't blame him too much.
This plan had been at its wit's end from the start. He really didn't know why Moen wanted to cooperate with that fellow from the Kritov family. What if he exposed his identity? The Original God Church wasn't filled with useless people.
Just as he was thinking this, a sudden commotion came from the arbor forest, startling all the nearby birds into flight.
"What?" He turned around and looked somewhat blankly at the tree-lined avenue he had come from.
A pink motorcycle rushed out, leaping into the air and tracing a beautiful arc.
The black-robed man had never seen such a strange vehicle; while it looked peculiar, it possessed a unique beauty. The model was sleek and cool, though the color scheme was a bit odd.
Of course, that wasn't the point. The black-robed man's eyes were fixed on the person on the vehicle.
A white-haired girl with a cold expression.
Grinya!
The two stared at each other, the atmosphere becoming incredibly tense.
The black-robed man's body trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but take a step back.
It was those gray eyes again, devoid of any emotional fluctuation. He had been frightened back by those eyes during their last meeting as well, as if they contained something truly terrifying.
Cold sweat poured down the black-robed man, as if death had already shrouded him.
【priest (Level Unknown)】
It was this guy again! Lu Xun's eyes widened.
The last time he saw this mysterious person at the abandoned factory, he felt that this guy's identity must be terrifyingly strong. He hadn't expected to meet him again so soon.
This person was definitely a big fish among the villains!
However, the "Level Unknown" warning made him feel a bit uneasy. What if the opponent's level was much higher than his and he couldn't win?
Should he make a move? Lu Xun's gaze turned fierce.
Then let's fight!
It was just a challenge against a higher level. He had already beaten level 20s when he was level 10; now that he was level 13, what was there to fear?
He was a high-skill player; was challenging higher levels really that hard?
After killing the Shapeshifting Banshee, Lu Xun's confidence was overflowing. Forget about being 10 levels higher—even if the gap was 20 or 30 levels, he felt there would be no difficulty at all right now.
The Sword of Honor was held in Grinya's hand. She bent her knees slightly, lowering her center of gravity like a heavy bow drawn to its limit. A strong battle intent revealed itself in her eyes.
"W-Wait!" The black-robed man nearly had an emotional breakdown at the sight.
Being targeted by a terrifying existence suspected of being a god felt far more horrifying than death itself.
But the opponent had no intention of listening to him. Her body had already flown out like a cannonball, the ground beneath her shattering instantly!
In the black-robed man's emerald-green pupils, a cold sword light rapidly expanded as the blade slashed toward his neck.
The black-robed man didn't even think; he instinctively turned his back to Grinya and faced the dark abyss of the altar.
Contending with a god was impossible; that would be the stupidest decision, even worse than committing suicide on the spot to get it over with cleanly.
He didn't have the ability to face a god head-on. Only another god could confront a god!
Therefore, facing the unknown god who wanted to kill him right now, he could only place all his hopes on the other god within the abyss...
The God of Chaos!
He grit his teeth and, regardless of the consequences, threw the Sacred Blessing Stone into the abyss.
In the next moment, a sudden change occurred!
A surge of indescribable, terrifying pressure was born. The world underwent a bizarre transformation at this moment—the sky was shattering, the ground was twisting, the air was constantly sinking, and even space itself was trembling in fear!
A grotesque anomaly occurred across the entire Wuxin Island!
In just a matter of moments, this world had been reduced to a horrific scene resembling a living purgatory.
In the pitch-black abyss, there seemed to be a pair of faint, indistinct eyes staring at everyone on the island!
Rate on N.U.
