Ancient Evil's Infighting

"You killed the 'Shapeshifter'?"

"This... this is unlikely, isn't it?"

"You just got back."

"Moreover, the Shapeshifter is the most powerful clone of the Blood of Myriad Filth!"

"Are you trying to steal my Ancient Gold Coin?"

Icadore's voice was filled with surprise and doubt.

His voice is very distinctive.

If I had to describe it...

He looks a bit like a little boy going through puberty.

Faced with a series of questions from Icadore.

Roger casually tossed the Ancient Gold Coin to Cindy.

Then, calmly, he said, "I don't think I need to prove to you who I just killed..."

"Shouldn't we be enemies?"

"Please have some self-respect, don't be so overly familiar..."

These words were spoken.

Icadore immediately panicked:

Why are they in an adversarial relationship?

"I didn't do anything to you..."

Roger paused for a moment, wondering if this guy was forgetful or just shameless.

I've already been this tough.

Are they really going to force their way in?

I didn't wait for his reply.

Icadore then began to speak freely, like beans pouring from a bamboo tube!

His hoarse voice was filled with grievance. "Are you talking about the ' Red Sleeve Brotherhood ' incident?"

"I didn't do that!"

"That's an imposter committing the crime!"

"I swear, I, the Endless Touch of the Icadore, have no intention of setting foot on the land!"

"That Blood of Myriad Filth imitated my divine nature and recruited that pirate captain to ruin my reputation!"

"Although you humans collectively refer to him and me as Ancient Evil, there are differences among Ancient Evil!"

"Yes, my actions may not be considered virtuous by human standards, but they are fundamentally different from the insatiable Blood of Myriad Filth. I only wish to protect my own territory..."

He complained for a long time.

Roger's furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

According to Xiao Yi.

Was the evil deeds of the Red Sleeve Brotherhood also the work of "Blood of Myriad Filth"?

Considering Icadore's actions during his last appearance.

His words seem to have some credibility.

Even if I could believe your story.

"What brings you here?"

Roger got straight to the point.

He knew that this guy must have something to ask of him for the repeated visits.

These words were spoken.

The man with the hoarse voice suddenly became excited.

His speaking speed also increased slightly:

"The esteemed Inheritor of the Will of Xuan."

"Before I address my demands, please allow me to pay my respects to you..."

"I was too hasty earlier and was impolite. I'm so sorry!"

"Back to the main topic."

"I want to ask you to help me kill the ' Blood of Myriad Filth' —not just seal it, not just banish it, but truly kill it!"

"A generous reward will be given once the task is accomplished!"

Icadore had barely finished speaking.

The data bar then reacted.

"Notification: You have triggered a new quest, 'Internal Strife Among the Ancient Evil '."

"Internal strife among Ancient Evil"

Posted by: Endless Touch, Icadore

Mission objective: Completely annihilate the true form of the Blood of Myriad Filth.

"Quest Rewards: 10 Free Attribute Points or 0.1 Slaughter Authority Rank / a large amount of Icadore Favorability / Icadore's Rewards"

See here.

Roger's eyelids twitched involuntarily! Faced with the system's reward.

What Icadore gave us has become a mere accessory! That's Roger now.

There's simply no way to refuse 10 free Attribute Points...

But what he couldn't refuse even more was the 0.1 Slaughter Authority Rank! This was the rank he was preparing to attain as the master!

In fact.

The moment I saw this reward.

Roger then prepared to accept the mission.

but.

Negotiation...

Of course, we can't satisfy the other party so quickly.

He then asked unhurriedly:

"Who is the Blood of Myriad Filth? What is his relationship with the God of Tainted Blood? And what is this hefty reward you speak of?"

"Besides..."

"What the heck is this ' Inheritor of the Will of Xuan '?"

Icadore hesitated and said, "As a Martial Artist..."

Your every move is very similar to Xuan's back then.

Martial Artist have always emphasized the transmission of willpower.

Therefore, this form of address should be quite appropriate...

"Mysterious? Similar?"

Roger asked curiously, "Does Gen also enjoy killing as much as I do?"

"Forehead..."

Icadore said somewhat awkwardly, "No."

"Is he as handsome as me?"

Roger then asked.

"Ah..."

"This..."

"You two each have your own unique charm in terms of appearance."

Xiao Yi's slightly trembling voice carried a hint of guilt.

"Then what makes you say I look like him?!"

"You don't actually think I'm easy to fool, do you?!"

In order to extract more information from the other party.

Roger pretended to be angry.

"No, no, no..."

Icadore explained with a wry smile, "It's just that your temperaments are so similar that it involuntarily reminded me of some things from the past... Well, actually I don't remember much about those things... Anyway, today's topic isn't mystery, but you."

"As long as you are willing to kill the Blood of Myriad Filth, I will try my best to fulfill your request!"

Roger snorted.

Suddenly he said, "Tell me about the Blood of Myriad Filth!"

"I'll only give you one minute."

His tone was oppressive.

The sudden change of topic gave Icadore no time to think.

The latter was forced to speak intermittently.

The so-called "Blood of Myriad Filth".

This refers to the form of the Ancient Evil known as the "God of Tainted Blood".

According to Icadore.

Mystra has seven Ancient Evil.

They are: "Blood of Myriad Filth", "Unnamed Eye", "Endless Touch", "Ancient Godspawn", "Mountain of Buried Bones", "Tender White Bud", "Midnight Murmur" and "Manic Dream".

These eight ancient beings have endured several World-Ending Forbidden Spell.

It can be described as the oldest and most powerful life form on this planet.

They all own their own territory.

They also possess strength far exceeding that of ordinary people.

originally.

This planet is big enough.

That was enough to keep them each confined to their own little worlds for thousands of years.

But in a previous era...

Things have changed.

First, the Ancient Godspawn mysteriously disappeared.

Then, the Blood of Myriad Filth secretly devoured the Unnamed Eye and won the final victory in the battle for the Simulated Divinity.

That concludes the discussion.

The Blood of Myriad Filth finally revealed its hidden fangs and began a series of expansionist actions.

Utilizing the function of Simulated Divinity.

The Blood of Myriad Filth continually steals the Cheese from other Gods.

When the other Ancient Evil realized what was happening...

This guy is already so powerful that they can't even look at him directly! The next step is immortality.

This is the current strength of "Blood of Myriad Filth"!

Fortunately, it is extremely difficult for Ancient Evil to advance in rank.

In order to advance to immortality.

The Blood of Myriad Filth has made many attempts and taken many detours.

final.

He chose a relatively safe approach—

"Compatibility" and "Accumulation".

The Blood of Myriad Filth is someone who has conducted in-depth research in the field of clones.

His clones are all over the world.

He plans to forcibly advance to immortality by continuously increasing the number and rank of his clones.

This plan was originally expected to take a very long time.

After all, compatibility with clones is a very difficult thing.

But the emergence of "Simulated Divinity" accelerated all of this.

According to Icadore.

The Blood of Myriad Filth requires four Ascension-grade clones to break through to Immortality.

Nowadays.

He already has three—

Blood Crow Lord.

Old Bard.

Transformers.

All three of them only have the potential for near-promotion.

But the Blood of Myriad Filth had already prepared a perfect Ascension Ritual for them.

He was just waiting for the right time.

Once the fourth clone is in place, a breakthrough will be achieved in one breath! At that time...

No one can stop Mystra's sweeping dominance anymore! It's worth mentioning.

The clone that the Blood of Myriad Filth prepared for the Ascension Ritual was very peculiar—

They not only possess the ability to resurrect themselves repeatedly, but also have a consciousness independent of the Blood of Myriad Filth.

This situation actually defies common sense.

After all, it's part of the Immortal Ritual.

The clone exists as a "container".

The existence of individual consciousness only increases the risks of rituals.

"As far as I know."

The Blood of Myriad Filth has been searching for a fourth vessel; Hanfulan and Olrand, whom he previously tried to cultivate, were both killed by you...

I only noticed you after you killed Olrand.

certainly.

Martial Artist like you.

Even if you're just blending in with the crowd.

It was as conspicuous as a fly in a bowl of plain porridge.

Icadore's tone was full of respect.

Roger raised an eyebrow.

I'm too lazy to argue with Icadore about this inappropriate analogy.

He was pondering how much of what Icadore said was true—

"According to him."

"I've already killed all of the Blood of Myriad Filth' clones. With his near-immortal strength, how could he have endured until now?"

"Hanfulan is one thing, but at such a low level, even his clones are just small fish caught in a wide net."

"But as the leader of the Red Sleeve Brotherhood, Olrand has actually gained considerable influence. If I were to kill such an avatar, would Blood of Myriad Filth truly tolerate it?"

In response to this.

Roger was highly skeptical.

He doesn't believe that Icadore's entire story is a lie.

But this guy, whose words were full of respect, is definitely not as simple as he seems.

Roger remembered Icadore's earlier words—

At the beginning.

He appeared in a very familiar and outgoing manner.

His tone was familiar, but not this humble.

Immediately afterwards.

After Roger informed him that he had killed the shapeshifter.

Icadore immediately adopted a respectful attitude.

They acted as if they knew everything and would speak freely and without reservation...

The stark contrast between the before and after must have involved acting skills.

Roger didn't really trust Icadore.

But the Blood of Myriad Filth must be killed! So he calmly said, "... Understood, I will consider it."

Icadore immediately said anxiously:

"You killed the shapeshifter. Although he can be resurrected, the Blood of Myriad Filth will never let you go!"

"Next time, he'll definitely use his Assassin card against you..."

Roger interrupted him:

"I said I would consider it."

"I'll ask you one last question."

Do you know about the Salvation Society?

Icadore hesitated for a moment, then finally said, seemingly with some resignation:

Of course I know.

We can perceive most of what happens on this planet.

Those alien mages arrived at the south side of the "Black Sea" more than 20 years ago.

However, my ' Black Corrosion Mist ' serves as a barrier.

They can't come over yet...

I remember you have a grudge against them, right? This information is worth 1 Ancient Gold Coin ..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Roger abruptly disconnected the "Super-Sense Link"! (Data bar displayed.)

"Notification: Icadore's ' Black Corrosion Art ' has failed due to the premature interruption of the Super-Sense Link."

"The Queen's blessing continues..."

"Black Corrosion Art: A divine art that can subtly influence your thinking. It cannot harm you, nor can it easily change your awakening, but it can sway your will in some less important decision-making areas."

"Trying to pull some tricks in front of me, and you still want your Ancient Gold Coin back?"

Roger gave a cold laugh.

He immediately took out the Ancient Gold Coin and repeatedly examined it using his Qi Divination Technique.

After confirming that the item is safe.

Roger solemnly faced the vast blood mist to the north.

He silently chanted the Honored Name of "Blood of Myriad Filth"!...

"Prompt: You are requesting to establish Super-Sense Link with the Blood of Myriad Filth"

"The Blood of Myriad Filth grants your request!"

The next second.

A magnetic voice rang in Roger's ear:

"You really surprise me."

The voice was neither male nor female.

But just hearing it makes you feel so itchy and eager.

"There's nothing surprising about it. If you had made things clear from the beginning, our relationship might not have ended up like this."

Roger said quickly:

"In fact, I just learned the truth about you from Icadore."

"I don't think there's any absolute conflict of interest between us. If we can put aside our past grievances, there's actually a lot of room for cooperation."

After a three-second silence, Blood of Myriad Filth chuckled dryly and said, "Cooperation space?"

"Yes!"

Roger said decisively, "You probably know very well why Icadore wants to see me."

"I'm very annoyed by his underhanded tactics, so we must have a common goal."

The Blood of Myriad Filth understood immediately. "You want to deal with the Endless Touch? Rather than deal with me?"

Roger, without changing his expression, said:

"I told you, it was all a misunderstanding between us."

I've thought about it, and you've never shown me any hostility.

And I only hurt your clone without knowing it...

All of this is negotiable.

He speaks very quickly.

But his speech was clear and articulate, and he spoke with conviction, so it sounded very reasonable and well-founded.

On the data panel.

"Hint: You used Deception (790) on Blood of Myriad Filth"

"The Blood of Myriad Filth believed your story to some extent..."

See here.

Roger pressed his advantage, saying, "I have already expressed my sincerity."

Don't you want to repair our relationship? We can sign a ceasefire agreement.

The prerequisite is that you also need to let me feel your sincerity...

Well, sincerity doesn't necessarily have to be something as insignificant as Ancient Gold Coin or Ancient Silver Coin...

The information on Icadore is also acceptable!

If all else fails...

Upgrade items and rare metals are barely acceptable..."

"... Then I'll trust you this once."

The Blood of Myriad Filth spoke slowly.

A moment later.

Under Roger's strong encouragement.

A brand new ceasefire agreement has been released!

On the data panel.

"Your quest 'Internal Strife Among Ancient Evil ' has been updated with a new client and new quest rewards."

"You have obtained the 'Secret Data of Endless Touch '."

"You have obtained 1 Ancient Silver Coin."

"Contract Master: You have entered into a temporary Truce Contract with ' Blood of Myriad Filth,' agreeing that neither side shall invade the other for 100 years. Anyone who breaches this pact will be punished by having their basic Job Levels reset to zero!"

"Deception: During the signing of the Truce Contract, your deception successfully took effect. You exploited a loophole in the Truce Contract, therefore, when you unilaterally breach the agreement, you can choose—"

1. Designate a servant to take the penalty of having your level reset to zero.

2. Basic Job Levels reset to zero and 97% of XP refunded.

"Ah?"

"Such a good thing?"

See here.

Roger was overjoyed!

In his plan.

"Truce Contract" are meant to be torn up.

But he didn't expect that this thing could actually save him an "Experience Regression Scroll"! Compared to that.

The information on Icadore and the Ancient Silver Coin seemed more like freebies.

After ending the call with the Blood of Myriad Filth.

Roger Blacklist both of these Ancient Evil.

In fact.

Just as he signed the Truce Contract with the Blood of Myriad Filth.

That guy was also trying to influence Roger's thinking with some kind of "mind control" magic.

It's a pity.

Under the Queen's protection.

Even immortals would find it difficult to influence Roger's mind in this respect.

That concludes the discussion.

The exchange, in which each party harbored their own ulterior motives, came to an end.

Roger's purpose was simple.

He was just trying to feint.

It would be great if we could get some freebies.

As for the 'secret information' that the Blood of Myriad Filth and the Icadore provided to each other.

He will take it into consideration.

But if you believe everything, you might die a horrible death! "Whether it's the Icadore or the Blood of Myriad Filth, they're all trying to use one wolf to devour another, treating me like a tool..."

"It's a pity."

"My appetite as a mere tool is much bigger than you can imagine!"

Thinking this way.

Roger immediately set off for the port city in the east.

That night.

Foul Blood City.

In the Hall of Utmost Filth.

The atmosphere is nice today.

This can be seen from the expressions on the clones' faces.

They were talking in hushed tones.

After a while.

The figure on the throne suddenly let out a hearty laugh:

"Truce Contract?"

"It's just a piece of waste paper."

The Blood Crow Lord, who stood respectfully to the side, asked, "Since it's just a piece of waste paper, why did you sign it, sir?"

"You're upset about that Ancient Silver Coin, aren't you?"

The Blood of Myriad Filth sneered.

Blood Crow lowered its head in shame.

The newly reborn shapeshifter leaned in and said with certainty, "Sir, you must have tampered with the Ancient Silver Coin!"

To everyone's surprise, the Blood of Myriad Filth shook its head and said:

No.

"Not only are the Ancient Silver Coin clean, but the information about Endless Touch is also detailed and authentic."

The three people sitting below all looked puzzled.

"What I need now is time. Although Roger may not really agree to a ceasefire with us, it would be good to delay him a little longer!"

"Compared to time, everything else is trivial!"

What harm would it do to give it to him?

The Blood of Myriad Filth calmly said, "That's why I still signed the contract with him even though I knew he was deceiving me."

"This contract stipulates a 100-year non-aggression pact."

I estimate...

"Even a year would be difficult!"

"But a year is more than enough time for my fourth clone to take shape!"

When I heard the term "fourth clone".

All three of them trembled.

But very quickly.

They all flattered him, saying:

"Your Excellency is wise!"

The Blood of Myriad Filth on the throne squinted its eyes smugly.

But the next second...

A man draped in a blood-red robe staggered in from outside:

"My God!"

"The northern Great Cathedral of Lotus City has fallen!"

"A Martial Artist carrying a stick burst in!"

The words fell.

The Hall of Utmost Filth fell silent instantly.

Are you sure you're a Martial Artist?

The Blood of Myriad Filth glanced at the contract in his hand, his tone filled with anger.

But soon.

He calmed down.

"The contract is not responding."

"It shouldn't be that Roger."

"What's that Martial Artist like?"

He questioned.

The man in the long robe quickly bowed his head and reported:

"That was a hairy kobold!"

"Furry? Kobold?"

The Blood of Myriad Filth frowned, lost in deep thought.

In my memory.

There are no kobold Martial Artist on this planet...

Let's go back half a day.

Noon.

In front of a desolate and dilapidated city gate.

Roger's figure quietly appeared.

He stood outside the city and gazed at the city.

On the data panel.

A large amount of information flashed by.

Hint: You have discovered Lotus City.

"Geographical knowledge: You vaguely recall that ' Lotus City ' is a port city located more than 1,000 kilometers south of ' Southern Tomb Wilderness '. The Truth Society's collection of books includes a book called 'South of the Gems' which mentions this place..."

"Insight: You have discovered a large number of ' Spawn of the God of Tainted Blood ' and ' Blood Worship Cultist '."

"You sense the constant clash between the powers of ' Blood of Myriad Filth ' and ' Endless Touch ' here. Under the oppression of their minions, the residents of Lotus City are suffering terribly and growing increasingly numb... You have triggered the ' Exorcism Mission '!"

"Exorcism Mission: The people of Lotus City are suffering terribly; wipe out the evil spirits and demons of this place."

"Note: During the Exorcism Mission, you will receive random positive bonuses by defeating quest targets. These bonuses can be stacked with Sin Mark bonuses."

Mission Objectives: 1. Blood Worship Cultist 2. Black Mist Cultist 3. Spawn of the God of Tainted Blood

4. Icadore's tentacles

..."

"Quest Rewards: A large amount of Xia Yin Value / unknown rewards (depending on the final demon-slaying progress)"

"We've come to the right place!"

Roger was very tempted by the rewards of the Exorcism Mission.

But he still didn't rush to make a move.

After observing for more than ten minutes.

He disguised himself and changed his clothes.

They entered the city discreetly.

When Roger walked through the empty gates of Lotus City.

Two guards in tattered armor glanced at him listlessly.

One of the guards weakly called out to him, "Hey!"

"Outsider".

"Don't come in and get yourself killed. If I were you, I'd rather hide in the countryside outside the city than come into the city at this time!"

Upon hearing this...

Roger stopped in his tracks.

The next second.

He took out two pieces of "Panacea Balm" that he had recently made in his spare time from the Tinder Pouch and tossed them over.

"Thanks."

"I will be careful."

The words fell.

When the guard looked up in a daze...

Roger's figure had already disappeared on the main street leading into Lotus City.

A moment later.

Roger walked alone in a dirty, messy alley near the Commercial District.

Several children were playing at the end of the alley.

Roger passed by.

The children were taken away by women who suddenly appeared in the yard.

They moved very carefully.

He didn't dare to look at Roger even once.

Walk through this alley.

It is a square with a wide view.

In the square.

Roger saw a few idle people gathered in front of a tent, discussing something mysteriously.

Not far away.

Several homeless men lay motionless on chairs in a sunny spot.

And in the shaded area.

A thief is crept up on a burly businessman.

Almost all the shops near the square were closed.

This place should have been the most bustling area in the entire city.

Now it appears sparsely populated.

Roger calmly observed some details.

After a while.

Suddenly someone shouted loudly from the south:

"The Blood Worship Cultist have besieged the City Hall!"

"Everyone, hurry and grab the bread!"

The words had barely left his mouth.

Even the homeless people who had lost all will to live got up from their chairs.

They hurriedly ran south.

Roger followed suit.