Infinite Weird Game

God said, "I am about to fall into a deep sleep. I don't know how long I will sleep. Maybe it will be endless years, or maybe I will wake up tomorrow."

The young priest bowed before the statue and asked humbly and timidly: "Great and holy Lord, are you going to abandon your believers?"

"I have never picked up your faith, so I don't mind throwing it away." God's eyes were ruthless and without desire, not reflecting any shadow of existence. "I am just tired and will rest. When I wake up, the new doctrine will be rebuilt on the ruins."

The priest said: "Lord, while you are sleeping, I will tell the world about your existence, so that the old doctrines will be slightly changed and all the pious people will wait for and welcome your return."

The oracle said: "You may record it, but you may not preach it."

……

[A copy is being randomly generated...]

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[Instance name: "Sacred City"]

[Instance Type: Faction Confrontation]

[Preliminary reminder: The shadow of death hangs over everyone's head, and crises lurk in the dark and can occur at any time; you may have to pay attention to more than just ghosts]

Silvery-white system prompts appeared in rows in the darkness, then turned into specks of light and dissipated.

A narrow crack suddenly appeared in the dark sky, and golden light fell like a waterfall. The city full of religious atmosphere revealed a magnificent corner, and medieval-style buildings rose from the ground, reflecting the bright and brilliant light.

Asakura Yuko was wearing a white sportswear, but the moment she entered the dungeon, she changed into a black linen robe that matched the background of the dungeon. The heavy and non-breathable fabric made her frown slightly - it was very inconvenient to fight.

Although she was a civilian, her fighting skills were not bad as Bai Ya had taught her a few tricks. In addition, she did not believe in any gods, so she never wore the uniform white robe even when she attended the Libra Church's sermons.

——This is the first time I wear such complicated clothes.

"I hope the combat requirements of this copy are lower, but it seems that this clothes can be taken off or cut..." Asakura Yuko thought aimlessly and rolled up the wide cuffs.

She was a member of the Tingfeng Guild, so naturally she started a live broadcast. In her education, image management was a very important part, and she didn't want to show her embarrassed side in front of the audience at all.

The surrounding scenes have been set up, and the boundless light gives the buildings a holy atmosphere. Asakura Yuko moves her eyes from left to right and from top to bottom, and the players in the live broadcast room also see the full picture of the scene from her perspective.

The oval square is surrounded by double-layer marble columns, and the dense columns cast light and dark patterns on the ground like piano keys.

The terrain of the square rises gradually from near to far, forming a natural viewing slope, forcing everyone standing at a low point to look up.

The tall and majestic temple stands majestically on a marble platform at the far end. Between the walls inlaid with colorful gems, the enameled windows filter the golden skylight into colorful holy light.

This is a temple in ancient Roman style, but with some medieval church features. On the left stands a tall bell tower, with a sharp roof piercing the sky, and the hands on the clock point to twelve o'clock.

A black cross stands at the highest point of the dome of the main building, and below it is an arch with a bronze door frame. Dozens of snow-white steps extend forward, like ribbons hanging from the clouds, stretching straight to the center of the square.

A sea of ​​believers filled every space under the steps. The surging waves of black robes came to an abrupt halt in front of the steps. They were shoulder to shoulder, waiting eagerly, as if something important was about to happen here.

……

Asakura Yuko's live broadcast room is very popular, and most of the visitors are passers-by.

These days, the vague information on the Revelation Monument has caused panic among the players. Basically, no one dares to actively match the dungeon, and the number of live broadcast rooms still open in the live broadcast hall has dropped sharply to a historical low.

Correspondingly, more and more players are infected by anxiety and are running around in Sunset Ruins or watching live broadcasts aimlessly in the game space, hoping to learn the latest developments of the weird game.

As a result, a few live broadcast rooms gathered a large amount of traffic, and the number of viewers in Asakura Yuko's live broadcast room quickly soared to one thousand.

"This girl is really strong. She dares to enter the dungeon at this time. Isn't she afraid of being dragged into the final dungeon?"

"You don't know this, right? The final instance may be a disaster for ordinary people, but it may not be a bad thing for the big guys."

"I can tell at a glance that you haven't studied the Revelation Fragment carefully. I just checked. This is Asakura Yuko, the holder of the [Forbidden Scholar] identity card. She is a member of the Tingfeng Guild and ranked 917th on the comprehensive strength list. I guess you are trying to cram for the exam and save some life-saving items."

"Entering the dungeon at this time is really a bold move. After getting out, you have to enter the final dungeon within a day of rest. You are not afraid of something going wrong if you get confused."

……

Asakura Yuko cannot see the barrage, but based on her past experience in handling public opinion and integrating information, she can guess what the audience will say.

She entered the copy at this critical moment, not out of desperation as others speculated, but to follow Bai Ya's advice.

"Yuan" has taken control of the entire Xiangcheng as the consul. The struggle within the Libra Church is becoming increasingly fierce, and many people are eyeing her [Forbidden Scholar] identity card and the small cards under her command.

Bai Ya hoped that she would stay in the dungeon until the final dungeon began. By then, when everyone else had entered the tower, it would be safer for her to return to reality or be pulled directly into the Tower of Babylon than to stay in reality.

After all, in reality, she was just a human who could manage herself a little bit. If they swarmed over her and attacked her in groups, or at least threw a bomb at her, they could easily take her life.

——Humans have always been a fragile species.

Of course, entering the dungeon is not completely safe. First, there is a possibility of death due to the dungeon's own mechanism. Second, other players may not necessarily try to steal her identity card.

Asakura Yuko thought of this on the spot, and said to Bai Ya expressionlessly: "Leader, this is indeed a decision with less losses. According to the current situation, even if I die in the dungeon and my identity card is obtained by others, it is better than falling into the hands of the 'Yuan' faction."

Bai Ya was stunned for a second, then laughed: "Yuko, I hope you can live. You have to live longer than me so that you can write a biography for me."

How did Asakura Yuko respond? She said in all seriousness, "As of noon today, the manuscripts have been sorted out and placed in the drawer of my office. If I die, my assistant can continue to write them."

Bai Ya was so angry that he gave a death order on the spot: "Asakura Yuko, you must come back alive!"

At this moment, a solemn narration sounded in my ears.

[This is a religious holy place, a shelter for people to avoid danger in the dark, and a sacred city in the hearts of believers]

[In history, it was destroyed by a catastrophe. You came here as historians to investigate, but were caught in a gap in time and returned to before the destruction of the sacred city.]

[The crisis of death is imminent. Only by uncovering the truth before the end can there be a glimmer of hope for survival]

[The main mission has been triggered]

[Main Quest: Explore the truth behind the destruction of the Holy City]

[Note: The main mission has a higher priority than the faction mission]

Historian - Asakura Yuko likes this identity.

She has always been obsessed with getting to the bottom of things that belong to the "past" dimension, digging out those forgotten and covered things from the soil and bringing them back to the surface.

The faction missions have not been updated yet, but based on the information currently given, Asakura Yuko has already made a rough plan for how to pass the level -

Abandon the faction mission and participate in the dungeon with the goal of completing the main mission. Bai Ya's order to her was to "stay alive", so she didn't need to take the initiative to stir up a bloody storm.

Of course, if someone really was foolish enough to provoke her, Bai Ya had also taught her how to kill people.

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd. Asakura Yuko looked in the direction and saw a man wearing a black robe appear out of nowhere in the crowd.

He was a handsome man, about 30 or 40 years old. His eyes, hidden behind gold-rimmed glasses, were calm and gave people a sense of coldness and alienation.

"Fu Jue." Asakura Yuko recognized the man's identity at the first moment.

As an intelligence officer, proficient in information gathering, she is no stranger to celebrities of all levels in the weird game, let alone the hot and famous chief players.

Considering her status as a member of the Tingfeng Guild, she couldn't act too distant, so she simply walked over and extended her hand, "Hello, Master Fu. The final instance is about to begin, and I thought Jiuzhou would be very busy."

Fu Jue did not shake her hand, but only nodded slightly as a greeting: "Asakura Yuko, hello."

……

Asakura Yuko's live broadcast room was full of lively comments:

"What did I see? Fu Jue actually entered the new dungeon on the eve of the final dungeon. It can't be that he doesn't have enough items, right? Is there some trick?"

"With Fu Jue here, there will be no suspense in this dungeon. He will definitely not allow the players to kill each other. I guess in the end we will have to take the NE route to complete the main quest."

In just a few seconds, thousands of players flocked into Asakura Yuko's live broadcast room.

"It's Master Fu Jue! He didn't start the live broadcast, I thought he didn't enter the dungeon!"

"Go and inform them, if you want to see Master Fu, come to Asakura Yuko's live broadcast room! The name of the dungeon is "Sacred City". I checked and it seems that there is no clearance record yet!"

"This is really weird. Not only did Fu Jue not start the live broadcast, but there were so many people in this instance, only Asakura Yuko was live streaming."

Fu Jue's appeal as the chief player is still online. Almost all the players who are watching the live broadcast have come to Asakura Yuko's live broadcast room, whether they are his fans or opponents.

About five minutes later, all the players gathered in the square in front of the temple, all wearing the black robes that came with the dungeon.

These players include both male and female players of different races, and their ages range from approximately sixteen to forty. The youngest is a white-haired mixed-race teenager, and the oldest is a middle-aged Malaysian man.

The faction missions have not been refreshed yet, and the main quest is like a sword of Damocles hanging over our heads. In addition, with Fu Jue keeping an eye on things, temporary cooperation is the best option.

However, the atmosphere between the players was not harmonious, and careful people could easily detect the hostility between them through the live broadcast. This hostility was not due to distrust, but simply dissatisfaction with a certain person or a certain thing.

Many of these people were representatives sent to Jiangcheng by the Ghost Investigation Bureau of each county. They put on team rings and followed Fu Jue into the dungeon with the intention of replacing him.

They were well-informed and could vaguely guess that the twenty-two identity cards were competing for the qualification to become a god. If they did not become a god in the final copy, they would be doomed to be swallowed by the rules.

At their position, they represent not only themselves, but also the forces that follow them; they not only need to enter the final copy themselves, but also need to bring those followers to the final stage together.

The [Eternal Witch Priest] card, which had already been dealt, was half useless, and the [Fallen Savior] card bound to Fu Jue was their only choice.

Fu Jue deliberately gave them such an opportunity, so they naturally had to take the lead; even if they didn't want to, the forces behind them would push them forward.

Asakura Yuko looked at the motionless hands of the clock on the clock tower and said, "The mission structure of this dungeon is quite complicated. I suggest that we get to know each other first and decide in advance whether to give up the faction mission."

Before anyone could express their opinion, the door of the temple in the center of the square opened from the inside, and a priest in a white robe and a big beard walked out from the blind spot of the view.

He was tall, with a silver chain cross swaying on his chest with every step. His high cheekbones cast ravine-like shadows on his deep eye sockets, but his pupils were like indigo glass soaked in glaze, clear, pure and holy, making people want to believe in his kindness from the bottom of their hearts.

【Name: Father Rach】

[Type: NPC (currently neutral camp)]

[Note: God's agents on earth will kill all those who are judged as "heretics"]

On the high platform, Father Lachi smiled kindly and gently, and opened his arms to the players: "Children who are invited here by the Holy Lord, come in quickly."

The moment he finished speaking, all players heard the system sound:

[Current Mission: Enter the Temple of the Holy Lord]

Holy Lord? Who is this god?
All the players present were in the top 1,000 of the overall rankings and knew a lot of secrets about the gods, but the ones they had heard the most about were the Lord of Gods, the Lord of Time and Space, and the Lord of Life. No one could remember where this "Lord of the Gods" came from.

Asakura Yuko was also extremely sure that she had never heard of this name.

Was it erased from history? Or did it never exist?
As if he could see the players' confusion, Father Lachi smiled and said, "The Holy Lord is the master of the Holy City. He protects the Holy City with his divine power, allowing his people who believe in him to bathe in light and avoid being disturbed by evil spirits."

Asakura Yuko asked: "Is He still in the city now?"

Father Lachi said: "Ever since He drove out the evil spirits on earth, led us to the promised land, and built a holy city of light for us, He has fallen into a deep sleep in the temple."

Upon hearing this, the players looked towards the temple with a little more fear.

If what Father Lachi said is true, there is a god sleeping in the temple, and the players will inevitably have a direct encounter with a god-level NPC. That is S-level pollution, and it will cost lives if you are not careful...

"Children, please follow me into the temple. The Lord has been waiting for you for a long time." Father Rachi urged gently and turned to enter the bronze gate.

Fu Jue followed closely behind him, and other players followed in one after another.

The moment they crossed the threshold, the players' attire changed back to that of entering a dungeon. They no longer had to be stuffed in heavy robes, which was barely good news.

They looked around and saw a tall statue of the god nailed to the bottom of the temple with colorful glazed walls under the hollow dome inside the temple, with its outstretched arms wrapped around a cross with vines.

The statue exudes a cold light, its long hair drooping down shows the characteristics of Eastern mythology, and the white robe scattered on its body has Western features.

His eyes were covered with a white cloth. I don't know if it was a metaphor like "God has no eyes" or if it had some other meaning.

In front of the statue was a long black table, with thirteen high-backed chairs placed around the table, and in front of each high-backed chair was a notebook and a feather pen.

On the main seat at the long table, far away from the temple gate and located below the statue, there was a young man in a black robe and a hood sleeping. His facial features looked very familiar. It was obviously Qi Si, who had become famous in the game recently and had just been secretly wanted by the Bureau of Weird Investigation!

Perhaps he was awakened by the footsteps of the players, but the young man suddenly opened his eyes. His scarlet pupils reflected the towering temple and layers of enchanting roses blooming.

At the same time, all players heard a shrill alarm.

[Warning! God-level NPCs have appeared, and the direction of the dungeon has changed to an unknown level... Data error...]

[The authority of the God-level NPC is second only to the world rules. They can appear in multiple copies at the same time and share memories. Please be careful and make careful choices! ]

[The last player who saw his true form directly has fallen into madness. Committing suicide before encountering him might be a good choice...] (End of this chapter)