I'm Immortal Speed Pass Supernatural Game

#140 - Wake up! Guess who I am?

Time on the cruise ship passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it was late at night.

Twenty-odd players gathered at the entrance to the top deck.

They looked at each other, a hint of subtle surprise in their eyes.

"How can it be such a coincidence?" Yun Ze's hand, clutching the pass, trembled slightly.

Only half of the people who boarded the ship remained here, and they had all obtained their passes at almost the same time.

No one had gotten ahead.

Everyone was back on the same starting line.

This kind of coincidence…

He smelled a conspiracy.

However, this conspiracy was too deliberate.

It was practically laid out in broad daylight to tell them—

Your wins and losses are nothing but a joke.

"Is the High Priestess of Suffering mocking us?" someone among the remaining players said with dissatisfaction.

Only a moment later, Yun Ze shook his head and said:

"No, she doesn't need to mock us like this; she's warning us."

"?"

The others were puzzled and turned their heads.

Warning? What kind of warning is this?

However, only a few players, such as the Poet of Wanquan Tribe, who knew the identity of the Undead as the Holy Son of Desire, revealed expressions of understanding in advance.

They initially thought that the Undead had done something a hundred years ago.

That's why Aiguyi Town avoided its fate of destruction.

The Undead player's status in their hearts rose even higher.

Now it seems that all of this is within the High Priestess of Suffering's plan!

The other party must need a player who resonates with 【Suffering】 as a sacrifice to achieve some kind of purpose.

Bringing the Undead to a hundred years ago, saving Aiguyi Town, collecting 【Relics】, creating this ghost ship, and setting up the opportunity for them, these players, to obtain passes at the same time.

The High Priestess of Suffering in this instance is simply unfathomable!

Almost everything she does is a warning to the players—

【I know you are not ordinary outsiders】

【If you want to get the relics, follow my rules】

Especially the step of collecting 【Relics】.

When the townspeople in the town first mentioned it, it didn't seem like much.

Now the players feel—

The High Priestess of Suffering knows that they are here for these 【Relics】!

Everyone's expression was a bit ugly.

When their thoughts were seen through by an NPC, the players began to feel an invisible pressure blocking their chests.

Looking at the passage leading to the top floor, covered with expensive carpets.

At this moment, it was more like an bottomless cave leading to the abyss.

"Forget it, things have come to this, we have no way to retreat," Yun Ze sighed and said, "Now there's nowhere else to go but upstairs, let's just accept our fate."

These words shattered the arrogance in the hearts of the others.

They exchanged glances.

Sighing, they walked upstairs.

Just like prisoners lining up to enter the execution ground.

Arriving at the entrance of the Hongmen Club.

The Poet of Wanquan Tribe took the lead in pushing open the door.

They were shocked to see an exquisite crystal coffin placed in the most prominent position.

Beside it was a devout nun kneeling.

They were naturally familiar with this nun.

Everyone had undergone the ritual of suffering in front of her before entering this place.

Coupled with the previous speculation.

Now seeing her again, they couldn't help but tremble.

"Welcome everyone to the coming ceremony of my Lord."

"You will become witnesses to this miracle."

"Laying the foundation for spreading His mighty name."

Players: "! ?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces became even paler.

They had thought that the High Priestess of Suffering was the big BOSS of this instance.

But they never thought that there was an even bigger boss!

The existence that the other party worships is about to descend here!?

Opening the crystal coffin is not a way to obtain 【Relics】.

But to awaken 【Lord of Suffering】!?

"No… Impossible! This damaged space cannot withstand the coming of that one!" someone among the players said through gritted teeth.

Don't forget, they are all high-level players.

Some people naturally know the titles of the Five Great Venerables.

After arriving here and entering Aiguyi Town, some people had already speculated whether this was the territory of 【Lord of Suffering】.

Now it seems that it is, and the main character is also coming.

But they still had a glimmer of hope.

The nun glanced at the other party, her pupils gradually turning blood red.

"Cough cough cough… This is impossible…"

A large amount of blood began to gush from the other party's mouth.

The internal organs seemed to be churning in the body, making it unbearable.

In an instant, he became a person on the verge of death.

The other players immediately fell silent.

No one wanted to provoke the nun at this time.

Only then did she nod in satisfaction and said: "What my Lord promised you descendents has already been done."

"What about your contributions? Why don't you show yourselves?"

These words made the players a little confused.

Show themselves as what? Are there still experts here?

But the players of the Tower of Order, such as the Poet of Wanquan Tribe, felt a bad premonition in their hearts.

The NPC directly called them descendents.

It is obvious that they have already been in contact with the players.

Even possibly before they entered this instance!

They suddenly remembered the warning that the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs gave to major organizations some time ago—

【Disaster Cult members are not only players, there may also be some NPCs from the instance world】

【Please be careful when encountering NPCs in the instance process who know of the existence of players in advance, the Disaster Cult may have already mixed in】

The person that this High Priestess of Suffering is calling…

Could it be a member of the Disaster Cult?!

Shua—

Just as they thought of this.

A group of five free players walked out of the crowd.

The panic on their faces was swept away, replaced by madness and piety.

"Great Lord of Suffering!"

"In the name of the Disaster Cult, we bless you to descend here!"

"Let suffering spread to all worlds, and let all living beings shout your mighty name!"

At this moment, the players' hanging hearts finally died.

They never thought that the High Priestess of Suffering was really related to the Disaster Cult.

Then what the hell are we playing!

Everyone is facing the powerful High Priestess of Suffering with a mortal body, and there is even a legendary Venerable.

Is it still too late to turn around and jump off the building now?

Yun Ze looked at 【Splendor】 and 【Swallow Before the Hall】 among the five, his face becoming extremely ugly.

He never thought that these two women with extremely low presence.

Were actually undercover agents of the Disaster Cult!?

If he had known, he should have strangled them to death while they were covered in injuries when they came out of the room!

"Pious High Priestess of Suffering, may I ask what you need us to do?"

Splendor knelt in front of the nun and said.

The task they received was—【Help Him practice His will in the battle for dominance】

Because of the existence of some kind of contract.

The higher-ups also had no way to directly point out His identity.

They only told the people of the Disaster Cult that when they were needed, His power would naturally descend.

At first, they thought that "He" was the remnant of the mysterious power in the instance.

They needed to help it grow before destroying this place.

But the nun's words just now directly made the people of the Disaster Cult default that He should be 【Lord of Suffering】.

Otherwise, how would the other party know their identities?

Shua—

Before the nun could answer their questions.

The lid of the crystal coffin slowly opened.

Everyone's heartstrings tightened to their throats.

The fanaticism in the eyes of the Disaster Cult members became more obvious.

Laughing wildly: "Great Lord of Suffering! Is that you? May your will resound throughout the universe!"

A handsome man slowly stood up from the crystal coffin.

Yun Ze and others couldn't help but feel a thump in their hearts when they saw that face.

As expected, this person is the Undead.

Obviously, the other party was tricked by the High Priestess of Suffering to become the body for the coming of 【Lord of Suffering】 a hundred years ago.

Most of his own consciousness has been annihilated.

What a pitiful person.

Forget it, let's not pity him.

Looking at the smiles of these Disaster Cult members.

I guess we'll be going to hell to accompany him soon.

"Children, this is not funny."

A strange voice came from the mouth of the person sitting up in the coffin.

Wu Wang opened his eyes and heard the Disaster Cult people laughing wildly.

He also laughed.

"I am not 【Lord of Suffering】, I am 【Desire Spirit Lord】."

"You can't even say my honorable name correctly, it seems I have to punish these hypocritical believers."

He finally managed to trick these bastards out!