I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 266 The Evil God’s Space (Part 1)

【Huh? What is this place?】

Lancelot woke up at some point. He opened his eyes but couldn't see anything clearly.

In other words, he was surrounded by darkness.

Lancelot held his breath and could vaguely hear the crisp sound of water droplets falling on the stone slab.

"Bata, bah."

The sound seemed to be getting closer and closer, becoming clearer and clearer.

An inexplicable feeling of familiarity came over the boy's heart. He tried to reach out and grab it with his palm, but he did not touch any obstacles such as walls.

Just when Lancelot moved his feet and decided to continue moving forward, he found that his shoes seemed to be stuck to the ground with a layer of strong glue, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not lift them.

"Hiss..."

[What is going on? I just sent Lilith to a wealthy area, then walked into a church, and then traveled through time again? 】

Lancelot began to panic and his breathing became heavier. This scene reminded him of the Saw series of movies he had seen in his previous life.

When the protagonist wakes up and opens his eyes, he has become the plaything of a perverted murderer.

It is often accompanied by severe pain in the brain and crushing despair.

Lancelot's consciousness was extremely clear. He was in a dark environment and could not miss any sound around him.

"Click, click!"

He heard the scraping of lighter gears.

"hiss……"

A small flame came into view.

"Bang! Bang bang!"

There was another series of muffled sounds.

An ancient hall began to appear in front of Lancelot's eyes. Two rows of blazing torches on the left and right were fixed on more than a dozen circular stone pillars spaced two meters apart.

Lancelot looked down and saw thick red liquid beneath his feet, spreading straight ahead like a bloody carpet.

The end of the carpet is connected to a dark throne, and behind the throne is a dark yellow brick wall with various indescribable patterns painted on it.

[This looks like a venue for some evil ritual.]

Lancelot began to search around for the figure of the perverted murderer. Apart from him, there was no one else in the empty hall.

He cast his gaze straight ahead and re-examined the dark throne.

The surface of the throne was filled with a strange color, as if it was wrapped in an unknown liquid.

[I don’t know what will happen if I sit on it.]

"We meet again, Lancelot."

"Who?" Lancelot agreed subconsciously, and immediately reacted: "Who is talking?!"

"Haha, you are really forgetful."

The unfamiliar voice was low and hoarse, like a rickety old man whispering in his ear.

The boy felt terrified inside and subconsciously wanted to run away, but his feet were always firmly stuck to the ground.

【But why is this place so familiar? 】

Lancelot looked at the scene in the hall, and a strong sense of familiarity hit his brain.

[This is the temple in the dream, the place where the evil god named Casola exists. 】

"Remember?"

Lancelot was shocked when he heard this.

【How does he know what I am thinking?】

"I am inside you, of course I know what you are thinking."

"Didn't you leave a long time ago? Why are you still in my body?"

"..."

Lancelot pondered for a moment and finally understood.

"You are my system grandpa, right? It's standard for time travellers. You know it." The boy grinned and his tense nerves immediately relaxed.

"I think you're not very bright, so shut up." The other person's tone was a little surprised.

[Haha, it’s just a broken system that has been missing for many years. Why is it pretending to be such a big-tailed wolf when it is clearly under someone else’s care? 】

"Tell me, what is your dream?"

"I'm drunk. It's been four years and you're still struggling with this boring question?" Lancelot was speechless after hearing this, refusing to answer this boring question.

"Stop talking nonsense and please answer properly."

"Well, there's really nothing I can do about you." Lancelot shrugged and said, "My dream is to sleep until I wake up naturally, count money until my hands cramp, and then marry a fair and beautiful wife."

"..." The other party fell into silence after listening.

"I gave you four years to grow, but your dreams are still the same?"

"Otherwise, what do you think my dream should be, to conquer the world?"

"I told you a long time ago that if you just conquer the world, the situation is still too small."

The other party paused after saying this, and continued hoarsely: "It seems that you haven't understood the situation at all."

"So, can you explain what's going on now?"

Lancelot chuckled, showing no sign of weakness.

"You have grown a lot in the past four years, and I am very satisfied with this."

"I have nothing to do with you, so don't point fingers here, thank you." Lancelot was furious when he mentioned this. He remembered that when he first talked to Cazorla in a dream, the other party claimed that he would

Help when your own life is in danger.

However, it turned out that it was just a painting.

"Now you have two choices."

The other party ignored the boy's question.

"The first choice is to become my loyal servant. If our minds are united, you will gain the unparalleled power of the evil god."

As soon as he finished speaking, along with a sharp pain, a large number of long-standing memories began to emerge in his mind.

[The evil god Casola, one of the twelve main gods, was born in this plane in ancient times and has the power to destroy the world. 】

[He instigated the first plane war. Later, he was betrayed by the gods and seriously injured. He was shot through the head by Seraph. From then on, the entity completely disappeared, leaving only a residual soul wandering the world. 】

[When the right time comes, Cazorla's soul will attach to a higher creature, and the higher creature will become the evil god's container, and the host (container) will obey the evil god's instructions unconditionally.]

At this moment, Lancelot's mind flashed like a slideshow of horrifying scenes of the tragic deaths of hosts, including elves, humans, wizards, druids, dragons - and even gods!

"I choose the second one."

"The second option is to kill yourself after you wake up, so that I can find the next host."

The other party's tone became a bit teasing: "So, I suggest you choose the first one."

"Cazorla, can you come up with something new? I'm telling you clearly, I won't choose either one."

Lancelot was very confident. If the first meeting was because he had just traveled through time and was unfamiliar with everything, he was frightened by the mysterious Casorla.

Now, four years later, he would no longer believe the other party's magic tricks.

This so-called evil god didn't even dare to show his face, and everything was still in the oral pleasure stage.

"I have lived a good life these four years, and if I am not wrong, as long as I don't commit suicide, you can only stay in my body."

"You guy..."

Lancelot's words caused the evil god to directly break through his defense.

"Well, I still said what I said, now I give you the only choice, to be my servant."

(End of chapter)