Death by Poison

Cheng Shi was numb.

Dude, aren't you being a bit too relaxed? You're already like this, how can you still drive a little train?

You're a driver employed by the railway bureau, right?

He smacked his lips, casually moved the Scalpel to a different position, and pressed it against the Poison's neck again.

But the Poison who had just been determined to fight to the death now seemed completely unafraid. Slightly out of breath, she looked at Cheng Shi, her face flushed, and said in a slightly slurred voice:

"You're so serious when you're discussing cooperation with others, but you have to be like that when you're discussing cooperation with me?"

Or do you like this style?

Well, if you like it, then I like it too.

What is this? I smell an unpleasant "Birth" odor on it.

Could it be that you want to use this to... me?

Cheng Shi chuckled, and with a flash of silver light, the Scalpel in his hand plunged directly into Poison's shoulder.

The Poison stung, and his expression changed slightly.

"Ouch~ it hurts~"

"Young Priest, could you be a little gentler?"

Cheng Shi glanced at the Poison thoughtfully, then frowned. "If you keep babbling, I'll kill you."

"You won't."

Poison spoke defiantly, her neck held high, but her hands clenched tightly in her bonds. This posture didn't seem like she was gambling with Cheng Shi's temper, but rather like she was resisting some kind of force pulling her.

"If you wanted to kill me, Mr. Horn wouldn't have aimed for my shoulder with that shot, and the Lizard Hunter wouldn't have fired all three arrows at the same spot."

As she spoke, her speech became increasingly unclear, but her logical thinking was clearly still intact.

"You're not here to kill me... you're... forcing me to cooperate with you?"

No... I understand... You're using this method to expel me from their ranks... so you can turn around and attack them?

Interesting... Who is your target?

Da Yi... or Jiang Chi?

I can help you... you know... among these people, I'm the most trustworthy...

You'll trust me... right... little Priest?

As he spoke, the Poison nuzzled against Cheng Shi's neck like a kitten seeking favor.

"..."

Something's not right, it seems like I've Poison...

However, putting aside these appearances, which may be true or false, Cheng Shi was actually very agitated inside.

Playing against Peak Player is already exhausting; encountering a player who can constantly sense your emotions is a disaster. Even if you're on your best, there will inevitably be times when you make a mistake.

Just like now, his thoughts were once again guessed by this "Filth and Decay" Believer, even though this "Filth and Decay" Believer seemed to be starting to lose her mind, she still saw through the situation.

Yes, Poison is right. Cheng Shi's purpose in hunting her was not to kill her, but to break up that team and then gather all the forces he could to kill Jiang Chi!

Those who were recorded in Cheng Shi's accounting book had only two fates: either they would become useful by chance, like Gongyang Jiao, and need to do illegal work to "atone for their sins," or they would be killed to end it all.

His original intention was to cooperate with Poison, since the other party was the only one who understood Jiang Chi. To ensure a successful hunt, knowing oneself and one's enemy was one of the most basic prerequisites.

But seeing the other party's "I see right through you, I've got you figured out" attitude, Cheng Shi felt inexplicably annoyed.

You think you can see through everyone, huh? You like to talk nonsense, don't you?

Alright, alright, today I'll show you what it means to be unpredictable and for even trains to derail!

As he pondered, Cheng Shi's gaze changed, suddenly becoming sharp. And the moment the corner of his eye curled up in a playful expression, a flash of silver light appeared again. In the face of the Poison's indifferent and increasingly fiery gaze, with a "swoosh," it sliced open the other's neck.

Yes, the Poison died without resistance; he died from having his throat slit.

Sensing the loss of Vitality and the darkening of vision, the Poison in Cheng Shi's arms showed no fear, confusion, bewilderment, or anger. Instead, it slightly curled the corners of its mouth and closed its eyes contentedly.

She seemed quite content to die in Cheng Shi's arms.

This Filth and Decay Chosen of God died in the most ordinary way on Cheng Shi's shoulder.

Is he really dead?

He's really dead!

Watching the glaring blood drip down the Daggers and forearm, the Chameleon's expression turned strange, Gongyang Jiao gaze narrowed slightly.

Everyone knows that such a simple method could not possibly kill a Chosen of God, but neither of them considered the deeper meaning behind Cheng Shi's actions.

After his initial shock, the ram burst into laughter:

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

It's a pity she didn't die by my hand!

But then, he stepped forward and continued, his face contorted with madness:

"But to die at your hands is an honor for this bitch."

You!

Cheng Shi was not surprised by the title. He smiled and casually threw the Poison corpse on the ground.

The two people beside him stood quietly to one side, without saying a word, waiting for him to give another order.

If Da Yi and the others saw this bizarre scene, they would be very shocked, shocked as to why these two were so obedient!

To explain all this, we might have to start from the moment Cheng Shi left the Evil Infant Tribunal.

Let's push the timeline back a little.

Priest are favored by Peak Player not only because of their healing abilities.

At this stage, everyone has enough healing items, but players still prefer to have a Priest teammate in the Trials. The reason is that the Priest's skills are far more efficient and timely than healing items, and most high-level Priest have resurrection abilities that are easier for players to use later!

This is the most important thing!

Nobody likes to waste a life. If your teammates can save you, why waste your own life?

However, not everyone can enjoy the resurrection of Priest teammate. At least in the same Trials, if you want to get the Priest's favor, you can't be on the opposite side of him.

Otherwise, only Priest with a screw loose would resurrect an enemy.

Cheng Shi has lost his mind.

He resurrected the Gongyang Jiao.

Yes, he resurrected the Gongyang Jiao!

After confirming that his three "teammates" had all left the Rosna Imperial Court, he picked up the scraps of ram's flesh from the ground, put on his Lush Antler Crown, and cast a regular Healing Art on the piece of meat.

The function of the Lush Antler Crown is to give the healing effect a resurrection attribute; it can revive a Vitality once its vitality has been exhausted.

The Vitality of the piece of meat had clearly dissipated, so the Gongyang Jiao revived.

His soul was pulled out of the Ring of Bone Servant Lele'er by a magical power of [Prosperity] and re-infused into his newborn body, thus resurrecting naked before Cheng Shi's eyes.

When Gongyang Jiao regained consciousness, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, his body was stiff as a stone, and he collapsed to the ground before he could do anything...

[Fool's Game] in front of him.

He heard it!

He heard everything!

Moreover, he knew Afros, who was a terrifying double Emissary of both Birth and Filth and Decay.

But that wasn't the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing was that he heard what [Time] said!

That's one of the Sixteen Divine Thrones!

A True God speaking to the one before him in such an equal tone—this attitude alone was enough to inspire awe in the Gongyang Jiao.

He had never worshipped God, nor had he ever imagined that his first worship would be through parasitism within something that belonged to Subgod.

Although Time is completely indifferent to his existence, being able to share the same space with the True God and listen to his divine words is itself a form of "paying homage to the God."

But at that time, the Gongyang Jiao felt no joy, only fear.

He was afraid, not only of his existence being exposed, but also of his coveting of the ring being discovered by the Lord Foolish Play in front of him.

Yes, he coveted that ring.

When he sensed the aura within it that resonated perfectly with his own Faith, along with the intense waves of fear, he decided to snatch the ring from Cheng Shi's hands.

That's why he used a technique he had never shown to outsiders, called "Fear Parasite," to fake his death and escape, and then "lived" inside the ring.

In Gongyang Jiao's plan, when fear surges within the ring once more, he can devour this sifted fear, nourishing himself and resurrecting with it, and then...

Cheng Shi scared.

He did scare Cheng Shi a lot, but he never expected that he would be scared even more by Cheng Shi!

The carefully sifted fears emerged, not only Cheng Shi's, but also his own.

The portion was generous, but I didn't dare eat it.

Because of the four beings present at the time, apart from him, a half-dead human remnant, the other three were all [He]!

The True God and that which Subgod!

The Gongyang Jiao was too terrified to move, let alone take the opportunity to revive. He could only watch helplessly as the concentrated essence of fear bypassed him and was devoured and absorbed by the ring.

However, since no one pointed out his existence, a sliver of hope arose in the Gongyang Jiao's heart.

Perhaps there's still a chance?

But then, as Afros revealed everything, he realized that Lord Foolish Play had already seen through his scheme.

His fear was materialized in the Screaming Maw that lit up on the Ring of Bone Servant Lele'er, four of which were contributed by him!

The Gongyang Jiao, trembling beneath the ring, couldn't help but sigh:

This is the Emissary, a sharp-eyed, Deception Emissary!

Yes, what illusion can escape the eyes of the "ancestor of illusions"?

He panicked so much that the moment he realized he had been resurrected, he knelt down in front of Fool's Game.

He didn't know why [Fool's Game] had resurrected him, but he knew that if he didn't seize this opportunity, he might die again in the next moment!

The so-called "Lord Foolish Play," after feeling his Amusement Ring was full, had a cold look in his eyes and a playful tone:

"It seems you really enjoy fear, Mr. Horn."

"..."

Fear is indeed the Count of Screaming Count's sustenance, but the problem is, too much of a good thing can be fatal.

The Gongyang Jiao, with its head bowed and prostrate on the ground, dared not utter a sound. Only after a long while, seeing that the adults before it did not react, did it finally speak, suppressing its fear:

"I... am useful."