Infinite weird games

Cheng Ping left with the Sea God's Scepter, and Qi Si was still nailed to the wall by the scalpel.

After the number of uses exceeded the limit, the [Soul Contract] skill entered a blocked state and could not be used.

In other words, the deal between Qi Si and the dean was completely based on a verbal agreement and could be torn up by one of the parties at any time.

It can be imagined that in the absence of strong constraints and the benefits are considerable enough, breaking the contract is an inevitable result.

After Qi Si gave Lin Chen an order to bring the Son of God statue to the Blue Frog Hospital, he continued to lean against it with no desire to live.

Cheng Xiaoyu squatted beside him with a covetous look, consciously taking on the responsibility of guarding.

As time passed, Cheng Xiaoyu became sensibly anxious, as if something bad was about to happen, but he didn't know how it would happen.

The sound of "tapping" footsteps came from the thick fog outside the gate, crisp and ethereal, like the impact of high heels on tiles.

A hazy figure appeared in the fog and got closer and closer.

Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly let out a sharp whistle, which turned into a few wisps of light black smoke that penetrated into the cracks in the wall, allowing Qi Si's sight to connect unimpeded with the figure behind the iron gate.

It was a woman wearing a black suit and gold-rimmed glasses, with a pair of light gray eyes that were particularly eye-catching.

She stepped over the threshold, stood in front of Qi Si, and nodded gently: "Long time no see, Qi Si."

...

In the Green Frog Hospital, Lin Chen stood by the pond and did not see the body of the female teacher.

He had a slightly ominous premonition, and just as he was about to tell Qi Si, he received an order to go to the Blue Frog Hospital.

Compared with the two, the task was more important. As long as the main task was completed, even if it was cleared, he would not be harmed by the dungeon for the next three minutes.

Lin Chen hugged the stone statue of the baby, stepped into the pond, waded through the cold water, and walked step by step towards the vortex in the center.

The moment his front foot stepped into the vortex range, he felt dizzy, and the whole world was crumpled into a ball in front of him, and then stretched and turned again.

When his sight settled down again, the surrounding environment was almost the same, the only difference was that on the empty white stone platform in front of him sat an equally white statue of the Virgin Mary.

The beautiful statue looked at Lin Chen calmly and solemnly, as if looking through him at all things in the world, giving love while treating all creatures equally.

Lin Chen felt himself immersed in the warm touch, and the great attraction led him forward step by step, placing the statue of the Son in his hand in the empty arms of the Virgin Mary.

The blood drop in the corner of the Virgin Mary's eye turned into a tear, dripping into the pond with a light "tick", and instantly the blood was misted.

[The main task has been completed]

[Congratulations to the player for passing the level...]

The subsequent bytes were blatantly cut off, and after two seconds of freeze, a large area of ​​bloody garbled code was refreshed crazily, occupying the space of the system interface.

Two clouds of black smoke met above his head, and the illusion of peace and tranquility was torn apart. The sky was painted black, rolling with noisy, harsh, fearful, and desperate whispers.

The bloody rain poured down, splashing blood mist on the ground.

Lin Chen reflexively summoned the [Umbrella Full of Pain], opened it in a second, and blocked it above his head.

The black umbrella, which was in the cooling effect, was a simple rain gear to protect against wind and rain. After the umbrella surface came into contact with the blood rain, it and the umbrella handle could not stop trembling.

His arm was driven to resonate, and Lin Chen woke up from a dream, took a small step back, and stepped into the vortex.

When he opened his eyes again, he returned to the Green Frog Hospital, and there was only an empty stone platform in front of him.

The situation was still not optimistic, and the sky of the Green Frog Hospital was also pitch black.

In the steaming forest mist, black shadows approached step by step, and it was impossible to tell whether they were ghosts or NPCs.

...

[Main quest completed]

In the Blue Frog Hospital, Qi Si looked up and looked at the woman with a half-smile: "You are not dead? I thought the effect of Lin Chen's item could be regarded as a causal weapon."

"I am dead, or rather, I have never lived." The woman was very patient, "But in the weird game, it is narrow-minded to regard life and death as a single state, just like you now, you can't judge whether you are alive or dead."

"Quantum superposition state?" Qi Si asked.

The woman shook her head and nodded: "Individual action and state are often separated. I think you who have experienced the "Rose Manor" copy can understand this."

"I can enter the weird game, which is inseparable from Xila, right?"

"I know more about you than you think. But you can rest assured that the gods under the rule will guarantee the fairness of the gambling game to the greatest extent."

Qis smiled: "I don't think there will be any fairness in this gambling game."

"They need fairness in the overall situation." The woman pulled out the scalpel nailed to Qi Si's right shoulder and stabbed it into his right palm with her backhand.

"I can hurt you, but if I kill you, you won't really die. Because I am dead now, and my ability to move as a dead person comes from a cheating by a certain god.

"They will not leave the game unless they affect the fate of the 'chess piece'. And once I use the cheating ability to sweep the 'chess piece' off the chessboard, they will pick it up again and put it back to its original position."

Qis tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked: "Why are you telling me this?"

The woman said: "The puppeteer hopes to cooperate with you."

"Based on the current comparison of strength, is it cooperation or unilateral use?"

"Xila's definition of cooperation is mutual use."

…

Cheng Ping walked to the pond holding the Poseidon Scepter.

The black smoke in the sky seemed to have finally found its home, rushing toward Cheng Ping and being absorbed by the scepter within easy reach.

The tentacle-like black strokes of the evil god are outlined one by one starting from the top of the scepter. The sins all over the sky are solidified into patterned ink, giving the dilapidated scepter its former majesty.

The black clouds above the head became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye, and were washed away in a few seconds until they were as blue as blue, without a trace of smoke remaining.

All sins were swallowed up by Poseidon's scepter, and finally a full ten strokes were written on the top, drawing a surging wave.

[Sin... Poseidon's scepter has absorbed sin... plenty of sin...]

Cheng Ping heard the murmurs of contentment, like moans of pleasure after eating and drinking.

He also felt joy from the bottom of his heart.

This thing is indeed useful. The crime that originally seemed to him to be extremely difficult was solved so easily. He can be more bold in doing things in the future, and no longer has to be so constrained as when preparing for this ceremony.

Yes, Cheng Ping had no intention of returning the Poseidon Scepter to Qis.

Without coercive restraint, the owner has been controlled and has no ability to resist. In this case, whoever returns the property to its original owner is a fool!

Cheng Ping held the Poseidon Scepter tightly, feeling the pulse of life under his palm, as if he saw the shadow of a huge golden eye, calmly looking at him through the yellow clouds and the gilded ocean. Watch.

Is this God? Is he... going to become a god?

The phantom of the tentacle stretched out from the Poseidon's scepter without warning, wrapped around Cheng Ping's arms and neck, and pierced into the blood vessels without hesitation, crawling between the various meridians and cavities.

It’s seizing one’s body!

Cheng Ping finally sensed the danger, but it was too late.

Most of the body was occupied by the irrational evil god, and the human soul turned into powder at the moment of collision.

[Rules...pollution...sacrifice...]

[Sin...Eating...Nightmare...]

The god who had regained his body instinctively emitted a whisper that could drive ordinary creatures crazy. His legs in human form melted, and countless tentacles extended in all directions like blooming flowers, timidly touching and exploring unfamiliar environments.

One tentacle touched the complete statue of the Virgin holding the Infant in the center of the pond. It withdrew a little like a contact point, then tentatively wrapped around it, touching and feeling uncertainly.

He got a response, and the memory deep in the soul will not misjudge.

He was like a child who had finally seen his mother, with every arm, foot and suction cup conveying the joy of reunion after a long absence.

[The Lord of Life and Incarnation of the Origin of World Tree]

[The Lord of Death who is in charge of creation and annihilation]

[The holy existence that breeds wind and rain in the sea, land, air, and sky]

…

"Did you see or hear anything?" The woman's light gray eyes looked at Qiss calmly.

"I saw a series of unfamiliar three-line names of gods." Qiss said, "Do you need me to repeat it to you?"

"It's not necessary." The woman shook her head, "He will truly be annihilated."

…

Beside the pond, a figure in black clothes and black hair descended silently into the shadows of the forest. His golden eyes glanced at Cheng Ping, who had lost his human form, and finally landed on the statue of the Virgin holding a baby in the center of the pond.

The bloody rain falling from the sky dyed the pond water red, and the raindrops like bead curtains covered the statue with gauze.

Countless pairs of milky-white arms sprouted from the statue, waving irregularly like sea anemones, sprinkling droplets of white water all around.

The water drops that fell to the ground grew rapidly and turned into various strange monsters. Some were a bunch of knotted tentacles, and some were balls covered with fine teeth.

"Li."

The wind echoing between heaven and earth calmly called out the name of the person who came out.

Li walked towards Cheng Ping expressionlessly, raised his left hand and grabbed forward, grabbing a shadow from Cheng Ping's body.

The shadow's upper body has three fish heads, and its lower body is covered with dense tentacles. It is the sea god depicted in the statue in the copy of "Hopeless Sea"!

"I planted an anchor in your spirit body, and you were indeed called here by Him." Li stretched out his right hand, held the Poseidon's scepter, and walked towards the statue of the Virgin holding a baby in the center of the pond.

Poseidon was restrained by Li with one hand, twisting his body unwillingly, and his tentacles slapped and twisted Li randomly. Unfortunately, all the attacks seemed to fall into vain, without causing any damage, and they could not even hinder Li's footsteps.

Li stepped into the pond and placed his toes firmly on the blood-colored water.

The evil god who descended on the stone statue seemed to have finally noticed his visit. Countless slits appeared on his forehead, and his pure black and pure white eyes were staggered, staring straight at the uninvited guest.

The rain of blood kept falling, and the newly born monsters at the foot of the stone statue rushed towards Li, but were swept to the ground by invisible force a few steps away.

The white arms followed closely, wrapping around Li's neck more flexibly than a ribbon, but stopped a few centimeters away.

In the void near the stone statue, thousands of creatures howled unwillingly in unison.

He realized that the lack of power after his resurrection was not a matter of the number of sacrifices, but the quality of the sacrifices, which made the source of his divine power mixed.

He began to investigate the thousand and one bodies that had been thrown into the pond.

Female corpse, female corpse, the corpse of a pregnant woman that simultaneously symbolizes life and death... male corpse...

Yes, among the one thousand and one corpses, three were male corpses, and they died in the past few days!

The stone statue roared like a beast, angrily cursing those who tampered with the sacrifice.

Li had already walked in front of him and pierced the Poseidon's scepter into his abdomen.

Cracks like roots spread at the wound, and soon spread to the entire statue, covering it like a net, and exploded at the moment it was connected into pieces.

The broken stones fell into the blood-colored pond, making loud "dong-dong" sounds one after another.

Amidst the continuous sound, Li whispered: "Mother Goddess, rest in peace."

…

"He is dead." The woman listened to the wind and said, "He only has a trace of instinct-driven consciousness left, and his death was not peaceful. You and I are both the target of his wrath."

Qisi's consciousness was hanging in the sky above the palace of thought, looking at the three lines of text he had just learned in his memory scattered into fragments of strokes, which could no longer be identified.

He seemed to hear mournful cries. The sadness at the bottom of his thoughts was so contagious that it even made him feel depressed for a moment.

"Is it because we all tampered with His sacrifice?" Qis asked knowingly.

Thinking about it, the only thing he and the woman did in common was to replace the corpse that was used as a sacrifice.

While trapped in the morgue, he conveniently exchanged the bracelets of an unknown male corpse and a pregnant female corpse.

The woman mixed Yu Kun's body with the corpses of pregnant women.

"You seem to know a lot." Zeiss looked at the woman and said with a smile, "I have reason to suspect that this copy involves something more fundamental to the weird game, and it is not as simple as it seems on the surface."

The woman also smiled, her smile without warmth: "Knowledge at the divine level, when you need to contact it, the one who has bet on your existence will let you know it. The information I told you is enough for you to gain value. ”

Qiss calmly continued: "Having said this, I'm a little curious. Who are the players and what pieces are there in this so-called gambling game of the gods? Who is betting on you?"

"I'm not on the chessboard." A black and white card appeared between the woman's fingers. The figure in white clothes with black eyes was nailed upside down to a black cross, and the cuffs and hem were infected by the black mist that came from nowhere. .

[Fallen Savior], another identity card.

"I like to cooperate with beings from various positions and levels." The woman put away her identity card and fell straight back.

She ignited green flames in an instant and turned into a pile of human-shaped ashes, leaving only a word.

"If you have the intention to cooperate, you can tell the 'puppet' anytime and anywhere, and I will know."

At the same time, in the dungeon, in the game space, and in every corner of Sunset Ruins, men, women, old people, and children wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked past.

Their footsteps paused in unison, and a silvery light gray suddenly appeared in their eyes. (End of chapter)