Chapter 159: Chapter 122 Defeat That Boss (Additional Chapter 3 for Boss Qiu Ge)_1

The red gemstone was the size of a fist, and the red within it didn’t look normal, but rather like blood that had coagulated into form.

In the center, fluffy red vessels surrounded a core of dark red flesh, which also pulsated rhythmically.

In the game, there were only five types of Spiritual Energy, so this peculiar gemstone that had suddenly appeared was clearly different from other materials, making Xiemen Waidao feel that this object was no simple matter.

Bringing it back to the campfire, Xiemen Waidao had just started to further study the object when he saw the gemstone fly out of his backpack on its own, heading straight for the campfire at the center of the camp.

Floating above the campfire, a vast amount of blood mist poured out from the gemstone, merging with the fire and casting an eerie red glow over the flames.

The other companions, who were preparing to resist the dark tide, gathered around and asked in puzzlement while looking at the still bleeding gemstone, “Xiemen Waidao, what are you up to now?”

“Don’t you read the group chat?”

They were all members of the same group chat and had gotten to know each other while playing “Healers.” They had then happily joined “Dark Builder” together and embarked on a journey of mutual sabotage.

In response to Xiemen Waidao’s question, one player said, “I read it alright, but I didn’t expect it to be true. I thought you had used Photoshop to fool us.”

“Who would do such a boring thing, using Photoshop to deceive others? Oh, right, it’s me. No problem then.”

Glossing over the issue lightly, the five players just squatted by the fire, neither stepping forward to stop it nor thinking of what to do, simply staring blankly as the gemstone spewed out an enormous volume of blood that completely dyed the campfire red.

It was fortunate that this was a pixel art game; otherwise, Xiemen Waidao was sure the scene just now would have gotten the game banned.

After the struggle to turn it red, the Female Evil God lurking in the shadows could barely maintain her stance.

Before now, she had no opportunity to get close to such a campfire. But just moments ago, thanks to Xiemen Waidao’s intervention, she had finally succeeded.

However, she had not expected that the force contained within a single campfire would be so formidable that even as an Evil God, she would need to expend a great deal of her power to taint it.

Most of the planet’s shadow energy had dissipated just to corrupt this one campfire, but fortunately, the abundance of shadows in this region meant that there were enough to call upon from other places.

However, considering the many campfires that could appear or disappear at any moment, she temporarily abandoned the idea of corrupting the others, deciding to start with the person known as Xiemen Waidao.

From what she could see, these adventurers might well be the Angel Envoys of a powerful Outer God, whose abilities were definitely associated with light, or else such powerful campfires could not have been created.

A red light flew out. In an instant, Xiemen Waidao’s four companions were slain, leaving only Xiemen Waidao alone.

She had wanted to entrap these warriors’ souls, but she discovered that their bodies shattered without releasing any souls, a realization that deepened her understanding of the terrifying nature of that Outer God.

While attempting to comprehend the power left by this Outer God, she manipulated the Flesh and Blood Gem over the campfire and issued a command to the stunned warrior before her, “Kneel, and submit to me.”

The voice rang in Xiemen Waidao’s ears, seductive like the sound of heaven itself, carrying an arrogance that viewed all living beings as mere ants.

However, Xiemen Waidao paid it no heed and asked in confusion, “Why should I?”

“…I am a God.”

“I’m your great-uncle too. The NPCs in this game are kind of rude, demanding people kneel straight away.”

The Evil God was baffled by the warrior’s disregard.

As a deity, even as an Evil God, she held an exceptional allure over any intelligent life form.

Even a mere image, a tone of voice, or a single sigh could ensnare intelligent beings, leaving them unable to extricate themselves.

Yet, the warrior before her was not beguiled by her, leading her to question whether he was truly an intelligent life.

However, no matter how much she doubted, it couldn’t change the fact that he was unmoved by her temptations.

Ordering the nearby dark tide to halt its assault, she decided to use these warriors’ hands to achieve her goal of tainting the other campfires.

Thus, she shifted her tone, speaking with a voice full of seduction, “Let’s make a deal then. I will give you supreme power, wealth to rival nations, formidable weapons, and you only need to do a few small favors for me. Just some minor tasks, and then you can receive the rewards I offer.”

“Such as?”

“I will make you immune to the Shadows’ assaults, and as long as you bring me a few of your kind and sacrifice them to me, I will grant you certain powers permanently. The more you sacrifice, the more I will bestow upon you. This gift won’t be evident to your companions, meaning you can turn them into your downline. When your companions make sacrifices, you too will receive some blessings.”

The Female Evil God believed that these warriors’ resurrection was not without a price but depended on the power of an Outer God.

If they used the Shadows to kill these warriors, each warrior’s death would take away a significant amount of shadow energy, eventually weakening the Shadows continuously.

But if the warriors killed each other, it would greatly reduce the consumption of Shadows and continually erode the power of the Outer God.