Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

The church, which is obviously dedicated to the goddess of the dead and should have been deserted and solemn, was actually filled with soft sunlight and the garden was full of unknown vegetables and flowers.

It is no different from church attractions abroad.

The teachings are engraved on the murals, the goddess once said.

"You can't have rice porridge, love, and responsibility at the same time"

What a difficult doctrine.

The sculpture of the goddess is even more bizarre, with no face or appearance, or as if everyone and everything is her face.

The strange long sword with three human heads in her hand is even more terrifying, but it can make people feel at ease, as if a goddess should be like this.

"Is this the goddess? She's so tall and strong." Everyone entered the deepest part of the church and looked up at the statue of the goddess.

While they were looking at the abyss, Ning Jun, who was the abyss, was also looking at them in the same way.

The talents of ordinary players are not worth mentioning.

What surprised her most was Chen Xiaomiao, a high school student with S-level talent.

Name: Chen Xiaomiao

Talent: [What's Wrong with You, Ape?] (S Rank) - Uses existing 2D peripherals such as figurines, standees, and pendants as spellcasting items, temporarily granting some of the abilities of the character represented by that peripheral. If the character is still alive, permission is required before use.

Ning Jun would call it one of the most practical talents.

Boy, you are invincible.

As long as Chen Xiaomiao has enough two-dimensional peripherals and uses them properly, he can survive to the end.

No wonder Chen Xiaomiao was so eager to collect the cultural and creative products she had made for the church; it turned out she wanted to take advantage of her abilities. But Ning Jun could also use Chen Xiaomiao a little.

Bathed in the grace of God, everyone completely forgot that they were deep inside the base of the "evil god".

Among those present, the only person who felt creepy was Pu Qianjiao.

The more I looked at the goddess's face, the more wrong it seemed. It looked more and more hateful. Her horoscope was in conflict with hers, and it was obvious that she was not a good deity.

She seemed to vaguely see Qin Canghai's ugly face, laughing at her.

What's so funny!

Furthermore, her right eye was dancing wildly, and her intuition, which had never been wrong, told her that she should escape from the evil god's base now, immediately, and immediately.

But once she escaped, she was unable to complete the task assigned to her by the Evil Spirit Lord.

"Let me go! You dirty bitches!"

The Saint Lysa, who was in charge of everything, calmly walked out from behind the scenes and said to Pu Qianjiao:

"If you are innocent, the God's 'Purifying Fire' will not harm you. If you are guilty, the Heavenly Fire can burn away your sins."

As she spoke, she released a blue flame towards all the players. Except for the high school student who wanted to do fan fiction and was hit by Ning Jun, the others were not hurt. Even their minds were cleansed and their SAN values ​​were slightly restored.

"See, they are all innocent people and cannot be harmed by the 'Purifying Fire'."

Ning Jun had the final say. She could hurt anyone she wanted.

Lisa tapped lightly, and the moment the blue flame touched Pu Qianjiao's eyebrows, an indescribable stench came from the air.

It smells like the stench of a rotting corpse.

"What's that smell? Why is it so smelly? Sister Maya, you haven't taken a shower in a few days. Why are you so dirty?"

Chen Xiaomiao spoke frankly, and everyone could see the thick black color emanating from Pu Qianjiao without even having to guess.

The black gas became more and more intense, and even evolved into a material black and red liquid under the burning.

The sticky liquid that falls to the ground can even corrode the ground, emitting gurgling bubbles.

"I'm not, I didn't! This is all a trick of the evil god! Ahhhh!"

The flames that burn evil souls will of course burn Pu Qianjiao as well.

Pu Qianjiao couldn't describe her feelings to others.

Her soul seemed to be tightly entangled by invisible fire, as if she was experiencing unprecedented torture.

The dark blue flame was no ordinary fire. It started with an indescribable burning pain, like millions of Rong Mama's fine needles piercing her brain at the same time. The pain made her eyes roll back and foam at the mouth.

"No, no! I was wrong, isn't that okay?"

Her soul was constantly torn apart by a pair of visible and invisible hands, constantly experiencing the cycle of rebirth and destruction. This pain, beyond the limits of what the flesh could endure, was the most fundamental punishment from the source.

"I just killed a bunch of people, made a bunch of women, children, and the elderly take the blame for me... and forced my boyfriend's wife to be my slave, but so what?"

"Let the zombies attack humans, attack ordinary players... betrayal..."

Pu Qianjiao can repent, but it is impossible for Pu Qianjiao to repent.

"This is all an act of survival for me, a helpless choice, forced upon me by the dungeon... Even if I'm 1% wrong, ultimately it's this world that's at fault!"

I almost said out loud, "It's not me who's wrong, it's the world."

Damn the Evil Spirit Lord, why didn't he give her, a believer, a little protection? Another useless man with nothing but good looks.

Until the last moment of her life, she was still silently chanting the name of the Evil Spirit Lord in her heart.

At this moment, Pu Qianjiao hoped that the Lord of Evil Spirits could give her firmness and peace just like Ning Jun protected her believers.

But the reality was cruel. The Evil Lord never showed up, and her expectations were ultimately dashed.

In the final desperate situation, she began to beg for her SSS-level talent [Weird Favorite] to work. As long as she could charm the weird, she could turn the situation around, just like she had done before.

But Ning Jun wasn't weird, he was what she called an evil god. Players weren't weird, they were believers. Neither of them fell within the definition of "weird."

"No, it shouldn't be like this. How can I fall here? I haven't become the bride of the dead yet, the princess of the dead yet."

How could she die so easily at the hands of a false god?

Her soul was destroyed by Ning Jun.

The next second, the annihilated soul reassembled again...

On the other side, the Evil Soul Lord was also feeling the pain of his soul burning. This was the first time he felt pain.

It’s not that he didn’t come, but that the Evil Spirit Lord himself was seriously injured.

"Who is it? Who dares to offend me like this and challenge my authority?"

The thing he gave to Pu Qianjiao was actually a part of his own precious body, which contained a part of divine power.

As long as his body is placed in the church, he can dominate the small village, drive out the false gods, and devour the ungrateful villagers and land.

However, at this moment he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The sudden backlash not only made him feel unprecedented pain, but also severely hurt his most fundamental divine source as the Lord of Evil Spirits.

His once breathtakingly handsome face was now replaced by a deep gloom, and his eyes flashed with cruelty and resentment.

Just when the Evil Spirit Lord was about to make a move, his expression suddenly changed, as if he couldn't believe it.

A complete soul gradually reorganized in his arms and slowly restored its human form. It was a face he was most familiar with.

The Evil Soul Lord was shocked, "Jiaojiao, you, how did you become like this?!"

The woman in his arms was extremely weak, her soul almost transparent.

The Lord of Evil Souls hurriedly found the most perfect and youngest body for Pu Qianjiao among the corpses of thousands of girls in the castle, and stuffed his fragile soul into it.

He also burned most of the pure souls of the girls under his command to replenish Pu Qianjiao with endless soul power.

Sacrificing so many sacrifices made the Evil Spirit Lord feel a little heartbroken, but it was all for the woman he loved.

It's all worth it.

After forty-nine hours, Pu Qianjiao finally recovered her body and opened her hazy eyes. Her pitiful look would make anyone feel distressed.

Maximizing her talent as the [Weird Group Pet], she curled up in the arms of the Ghast Lord, weeping bitterly as she described the atrocities committed by the villagers and players.

"Why do they want to hurt me? I just want to put your statue in the church. I just want to be your bride."

She's adjusted well to her new body and is youthful and beautiful, who wouldn't love that?

The Evil Spirit Lord frowned. The other party had bullied him to this extent and killed his lover. He was destined to die!

But... considering the other party's terrifying strength, his strength is unknown, and he can act like a god right under his nose and even hurt himself.

The Evil Spirit Lord took a step back in his heart and decided not to provoke the other party too early. It was definitely not because he was scared.

"Jiaojiao, don't be afraid, I will avenge you..."

But he had to pretend to be powerful in front of his beloved woman and make Pu Qianjiao believe that he was protecting her.

Although the false god is difficult to deal with, he can still deal with those players!

If you can’t beat the big one, can’t you beat the small one?

If she remains indifferent after her believers are beaten, it means that she is unable to protect them... Even if she is able to do so, this is his home ground... Even if the Lord God comes, we have to respect him!

The Evil Soul Lord waved his hand, called upon the copy authority, and forcibly transferred the player's position.

He wanted to hold a grand wedding with Pu Qianjiao, and since it was a wedding, there had to be guests.

【Ding! 】

With a hint of unquestionable pressure and anger, a cold mechanical voice rang out in the minds of all players.

[The mission to destroy the evil god has failed! The evil spirit lord is very angry with you! ]

【The copy has changed! 】

[Dungeon - 'Bloody Undead Wedding Banquet' has been opened]

【All players please prepare in advance! 】

All the players were forcibly transferred to the castle by the Evil Spirit Lord and forced to follow the plot.

The original plot is that ten players are chosen by the villagers. Those who are not chosen are sent to the Forest of the Dead to fend for themselves, and those who remain become brides and enter the castle to be chosen by him again.

But no one listened to him, 0 people cared, 0 people concerned.

The Evil Spirit Lord was obviously extremely angry. This group of unruly people only needed to complete the task and pay tribute to him so that he could kill them. As the master of the copy, he had a lot to consider.

Why don't you obey him and execute the system tasks he issued? Then don't blame him for going on a killing spree.

[Instance Background: The Grim Reaper Lord is about to hold a grand wedding. As guests, you have been invited to the castle. Please prepare for the Lord's wrath and survive the wedding banquet.]

"Hello, you stinking country bumpkins."

At the entrance of the stairs, a handsome man wearing a luxurious burgundy suit, a gold-plated cape, and gold-rimmed single-frame glasses slowly walked out of the shadows.

"And those stinking rats who believe in false gods are really disgusting."

His voice is hoarse, but it can bring boundless fear to players, and fear spreads in everyone's heart.

The dungeon lord's rule over the dungeon is absolute.

The Evil Spirit Lord waved his hand, and hundreds of headless servants in maid outfits emerged from the ground.

The headless, translucent butler stepped into the magnificent hall and said, "Country bumpkins, since we have the honor of entering the realm of the gods and visiting our lord and his beautiful bride, who will soon be his wife, how can we come empty-handed? Gifts are the most basic respect for the host."

The steward's voice was sharp and harsh. Many players looked at each other in confusion. After a few seconds of silence, the awkwardness in the air almost became tangible.

What could they hand over? The eggs the Goddess of the Dead had just given them? They didn't even want to give any props.

The two gods were truly worlds apart. One provided them with good food and drink and allowed them to go to church to listen to teachings at any time. The other demanded gifts from them upon meeting them and cursed them the moment they opened their mouths.

The verdict has been made.

The Evil Spirit Lord was very dissatisfied. "It seems that you are a little ungrateful. But it doesn't matter. Here, the price of disobedience is to become a 'special gift' to decorate this festive day."

With a flick of his finger, he "invited" the players one by one to sit down on the ornately decorated chairs. Tied to the chairs, Zhang Yi attempted to use his "Killing Hand," but to no avail. All the players were instantly bound by invisible ropes, unable to move.

At the same time, Pu Qianjiao, wearing a white wedding dress and a garland on her head, took every step on the carpet covered with bright red roses, which was extremely beautiful and breathtaking.

Surrounded by many dead souls, she looked like a princess from a fairy tale, about to have a happy ending with the prince.

The little girl's eyes widened. Wasn't she dead? How did she come back to life?

Compared with the original Pu Qianjiao, the Pu Qianjiao who is about to rush into the arms of the Evil Spirit Lord is obviously more beautiful, more gorgeous, and more youthful.

Pu Qianjiao's strange resurrection undoubtedly added a bit of weirdness to the banquet.

"Ah, my dear bride, welcome to your arrival. Before the ceremony begins, I will hold the most grand welcome ceremony for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen headless servants appeared around an innocent neutral player, and the servants tied colorful balloons to the player's chair.

"What are they going to do?" Li Wu thought frantically, until he saw the servants tied a rocket firework to the back of the chair...

With a crazy spin, the chair and the player rose high into the sky, and finally exploded in dazzling fireworks, turning into a gorgeous and bloody flower, dyeing half of the sky red.

"Bride, are you satisfied with this gift?" The Evil Spirit Lord looked at Pu Qianjiao with a smile, his eyes flashing with extremely morbid fanaticism and excitement.