The Number One Idiot in the World
A fight broke out.
No one expected that the two, who didn't fight at the beginning, would actually start fighting amidst the Sighing Tide.
Unfazed by the Druid's sudden attack, the Rot Singer stretched out his arms, allowing the Big Cat's claws to tear at his body, then closed his eyes and began to sing:
"Let decay swell between the skin and flesh, and let rot flow through the marrow and bones!"
We, the devout, will sing aloud beneath the inscription on the final tombstone:
Let it decay! Let it rot! Let it Decay!
When the earth is scarred and ravaged, when the Cosmos is shrouded in twilight, the world will become what He desires.
The hoarse voice, like a blazing flame, suddenly boiled the quietly flowing Sighing Tide. The churning mist, along with the eerie syllables, vibrated and transformed into decaying, Decay hands that all reached out to grab the onrushing Hong Lin.
Cheng Shi's pupils contracted sharply upon seeing this scene.
Keep in mind that Feathered Brother is just a Singer, yet he can unleash such a massive amount of [Decay] power within the Sighing Tide. If a Mage were present, our group wouldn't even be enough to fill their teeth.
However, the Chosen of God is the Chosen of God after all. Seeing this, the Hong Lin Big Cat not flustered at all. Her huge body crashed down like a hungry wolf leaping into a sheepfold, sweeping, tearing, and clawing among the countless [Decay] arms, just like a real wild beast. Each attack caused countless withered hands to dissipate.
The power of [Prosperity] spread wildly, even dispelling much of the surrounding mist.
Upon seeing this, everyone took a step back, keeping a safe distance from the two.
Cheng Shi retreated with his teammates, and it was only then that he realized that the "Rotten Chant" of the Rot Singer had not aggravated his own decay.
Could the baptism of new life really be so effective?
Isn't this the nemesis of Decay?
Just as he was wondering, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that the Hunter who had just come with Feathered Brother was also unaffected. He immediately realized something was wrong and then looked at the Puppeteer hiding behind the group.
As expected, the fact that everyone was unaffected by the "Rotten Chant" was not due to the Newborn's Baptism, but rather Puppeteer blocked the sound of the chant for his teammates!
The little girl, who seemed to be invisible, stood silently at the back, her hands clearly holding countless puppet control threads. She skillfully swung and whipped them above everyone's heads, shattering every single [Decay] syllable that should have been heard by the players. In this way, everyone could hear everything clearly, but no one was affected by Feathered Brother's singing.
With just this one move, Cheng Shi knew that this Puppeteer's score couldn't be low!
Even extremely high!
She may not have reached the level of Peak Player like Hong Lin yet, but she's not far off.
Cheng Shi sighed inwardly; this game was full of experts again!
It's unbearable.
"Yes, I can sense the other missing footprints. Follow me, we've found the way."
The Hunter, who had been keeping a cold face, suddenly spoke up and then walked into the depths of the mist without paying any attention. Cheng Shi was stunned. He looked at Hong Lin, who was fighting with the birdman, and then at his teammates beside him, and frowned slightly.
The Puppeteer glanced to both sides, pondered for a moment, and then urged the puppet to pick itself up and follow the Hunter's pace.
Zuo Qiu blinked and whispered:
"Let's go, don't wait, there won't be any problems."
I'd heard about what happened between those two. The bald guy was matched into a pure "Decay" game and ran into the fourth-ranked "Decay" player, 'Dying of Illness', along with four other high-ranking "Decay" players whose names I didn't know. Our poor "Prosperity" Chosen of God was chased and killed the entire game...
Afterwards, she began to settle scores, climbing from the lowest to the highest. But a peak [Decay] player with a similar score was not so easy to kill. If it weren't for someone's help, how could she have had the chance to kill him in one blow?
So why don't you guess who the person who helped was?
"..."
It would have been better not to ask this question, because once you do, the answer is self-evident.
Is it really that melodramatic?
Feathered Brother even helped Big Cat kill his own people?
Seeing Cheng Shi's astonished expression, Zuo Qiu knew he had guessed the answer, so he clapped his hands lightly:
"Impressive! No wonder he's the master who tricked Zhen Yi!"
"..."
"It is our Rot Singer, Zhen!"
At the time, Dying of Illness and Zhen were ranked fourth and fifth respectively, but their scores differed quite a bit. Perhaps Zhen had the idea of hitching a ride when he saw the bald guy make his move. So when this rival, [Chosen of God], was purging the pursuers, he played a dishonorable role and killed the player above him who shared the same Faith.
Of course, this is not an outrageous move for players. After all, that's how the game ecosystem works. Everyone wants to climb higher to attend that audience that is said to determine Audience Assembly's Destiny.
So, these two fighting in front of you have actually worked together before.
It's just that one person felt they had helped, while the other felt disgusted that the other had betrayed their Faith and allegiance. That's all.
But in any case, Zhen really did put in the effort, and Baldy is a person with a generally positive reputation—well, you can't say that, he's at least a loyal friend.
So even if these two don't get along for some other reason, they probably won't fight for too long.
"Got it? Let's go. We need to go with the Hunter to find clues; we've already wasted too much time."
Zuo Qiu finished speaking, he turned and left. Cheng Shi glanced at the battlefield and silently followed. He suddenly had a vague realization: not all conflicts are caused by hatred; some may be due to...
Tell a story.
Sure enough, after everyone silently left the place, the two who were fighting fiercely suddenly stopped and looked at each other.
Feathered Brother laughed heartily, tearing away all the rotten flesh from his chest, leaving his dark heart exposed inside his fragile ribs, pounding powerfully.
"Ha, ha ha ha ha, bald man, you failed to kill me again!"
"Tui——"
The Big Cat shook its paws, which were covered in blood and grime, and rubbed them disgustedly on the decaying leaves.
Indeed, it is quite difficult to kill Believer of "Decay" in the Sighing Tide; it is undoubtedly as far-fetched as trying to make someone sick in the "Prosperity's Divine Shade".
"Good luck. Sure enough, the rocks in the cesspool are both smelly and hard."
"What is poison to you is honey to me. You find it stinky because prosperity makes it stinky, but I find it fragrant because my devotion tells me that all the gifts of the Lord of Grace are my glory."
"Disgusting. Whether it's the Worship God Society or the Adventist Faction, they're all disgusting."
"Ha, I'll take that as a compliment. Since we haven't decided who will live or die, then..."
Should the agreement continue?
Hong Lin the Big Cat frowned and said impatiently, "Spit it out."
"I want to know if 'Only Carved Rotten Wood' has already paid homage to the gods!"
The Big Cat was taken aback by what he heard, and his brows furrowed tightly.
"You've allied yourself with that rat?"
"Yes."
Aren't you afraid he'll ruin you?
"I'm afraid, but he said he has a way to let me see the god ahead of time!" Feathered Brother's expression suddenly turned fanatical. He stretched out his hands and raised them to the sky, Greed breathing in the misty fog of [Decay] and said in a trembling voice, "I can't refuse, because I have already felt His call."
"Sorry, it was my mistake to call you a stinky bird." Hong Lin's expression suddenly turned serious.
"?"
Feathered Brother was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up. "You finally understand how to appreciate my piety?"
The Big Cat forced a standard fake smile and sincerely admired:
"You're not a stinky bird, you're an idiot."
Number one idiot in the world.
"..."