Evil God: Let Me See What This Is About

The Arnor Kingdom, Leyndell.

Today is a day filled with starlight.

For ordinary people living their lives, a star-studded night is a rare and beautiful sight; for astrologers, it's a spectacle worth observing; and for some religious sects, it's a miracle.

But for Anzi III, every starlit night was...

"Is everything ready?"

Standing at the very top of the Royal Palace, he stood with his hands behind his back, facing the night sky. The cool evening breeze ruffled his increasingly healthy brown hair. He raised his hand to refuse the servant who wanted to drape a cloak over him, and asked without turning his head.

"It's ready, Your Majesty. We've gathered dozens of archaeologists and are using the oldest known script," the attendant replied, handing over a magic tool shaped like a handle with a button switch on top, its purpose unknown.

"Very good!"

Anzi III looked on with great anticipation and grabbed the magical artifact. Just then, he felt a restless sensation in his blood and the hair on his body was also restless, as if it wanted to grow wildly like the fur of a wild beast, but it was suppressed by another inexplicable force within him.

The distant stars shone brightly, and something seemed to be lurking deep within their brilliance, as if watching over us.

"Sure enough, as soon as the stars start shining, that son of a bitch from the evil god starts causing me trouble."

Anzi III's words were extremely crude at this moment, and a wide smile stretched across his face.

The attendants around him broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing his vulgar remarks, which were unbecoming of King. General Ji Li Man Bo sent a signal to the mages who were stationed in various places to maintain the mental defense Magic Array. The Magic Array covering the entire Royal Palace instantly increased their power, and the Royal Palace was almost completely enveloped in a deep blue "eggshell".

Anzi III then boldly pulled out a Blood Vial.

He pierced two Blood Vial in one go, then let out a long, satisfied sigh, his eyes slightly glazed over. This stuff was much more potent than the Blood Therapy Potion that the Bede Family was about to discontinue.

As the Blood Vial was injected into his body, the beastly tendencies that had been stirring within him were immediately extinguished. At that moment, he also sensed the wrath of the culprit that had caused his beastly transformation—the evil god Hidden Dim Star. So, without hesitation, he pressed the button on the magic item in his hand!

It's lit up! The whole city is lit up!

Thick beams of light shot into the sky through a massive Magic Array, like rockets rising from the ground. There were over a hundred of them, and with the support of the immense magical power of the mages, they flew higher and higher, rushing towards that purple glint in the dazzling starlight, as if they were about to rush into the face of the evil god.

These intersecting lights formed ancient characters that were no longer in use. Even archaeologists may not know their exact meaning, but they guessed based on the general idea and spelled them out according to Anzi III's requirements.

"Daddy, Daddy, what do these words mean?" In the Leyndell, a child looked at his father with an innocent face.

"Oh, this... well, this is His Majesty the King using polite language to persuade the evil god to let go of hatred and achieve reconciliation." The father smiled with a forced smile.

"Oh, I see. Your His Majesty the King is a very polite person."

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The father turned his head away, his expression finally breaking down, thinking to himself: Your His Majesty the King, aren't you afraid of setting a bad example for the children?!

In fact, the people of the Leyndell have experienced events like today more than once; this is the third time. The first time, the official script was used, and the second time it was a bit more archaic.

The meaning of these words combined is quite simple.

They are greeting the entire family of the evil god.

A greeting in quotation marks.

The people all knew what Anzi III was doing—he was using profanity to mock the evil god, and fearing the evil god wouldn't understand the writing, he even chose the oldest language!

Their kind and great His Majesty the King good in every way, except for one thing: he has a grudge-holding habit. Ever since he discovered something in the Zane Dungeon that almost completely freed him from the influence of the evil god's beast form, he has started to think about how to disgust the evil god. The current "swearing face attack" is just the first move he has come up with. Who knows what other insidious tricks he might come up with in the future.

Some people think Anzi III's behavior was inappropriate, appearing too frivolous and petty, while others think it was incredibly cool. Which other King in the world would dare to lead the charge against a known, still-active evil god? None! His Majesty the King is truly unparalleled in bravery!

What? You're asking how Anzi III knew that what he did could actually anger the evil god, instead of being laughed at?

Of course there is a way.

"They're here, they're here."

As the warm greetings soared into the sky, Anzi III felt the beastly nature suppressed within him by the Blood Vial surge violently once more. This was the response of the evil god, and all he could do in the face of such a response was...

"[The Road Home] ".

He shook the spellcasting medium in his hand, and then he vanished from the spot.

People were used to this, and General Ji Li Man Bo, familiar with the routine, commanded, "Prepare to go to the Zane Dungeon to welcome His Majesty."

Because of the Zane Dungeon as a backup, Anzi III is not afraid of provoking any evil god!

As long as he runs into the dungeon, all the effects the evil god has had on him will disappear. Although it is unclear why the dungeon can isolate the evil god, this is the absolute safe zone!

Anzi III is also enjoying life to the fullest today.

Meanwhile, the evil god Hidden Dim Star, or rather, a wisp of its consciousness was in a very unpleasant mood.

For energy conservation reasons, this evil god is actually asleep most of the time, only waking up briefly on the Iliphis Rebellion.

The rest of the time, its reactions to the outside world are managed by a wisp of consciousness that it has separated out; this wisp of consciousness is equivalent to its clone.

But perhaps due to the long period of slumber, this wisp of consciousness gradually developed its own relatively independent consciousness, which differed somewhat from the evil god's main body. The evil god had no other opinion on this matter, since this wisp of consciousness was absolutely loyal and had a little personality, so it didn't matter.

However, the clone lacks true divinity in terms of personality and other aspects. Instead, because it has seen and played a lot with the evil god over the years, it is more playful and human.

Simply put, it was able to be angered by Anzi III's provocative behavior, which was insignificant in the eyes of the evil god himself.

However, its power was limited, and it couldn't really do anything to Anzi III, who treated Sein like a turtle shell and would hide away whenever he had nothing to do. It was also impossible to awaken the sleeping evil god's true form for such a trivial matter. Its mood had been quite unpleasant these past few days.

When people are in a bad mood, they want to vent. The evil god's clone is the same. Since he couldn't kill Anzi III, he had to find another place to vent his anger.

Just then, it suddenly remembered something: its original form seemed to have caused chaos in a small country called "Red," right? That country must be in complete disarray by now.

Very well, let's go over there and admire the devastation!

Although it's hard to admit, the Hidden Blood Parasite that have been modified by the evil god are, in terms of status, the same as the separated consciousness that belongs to the evil god's retinue, only at different levels.

Now it's time for it to appreciate the masterpieces of its colleagues.

However.

Wait, why are there so many fewer Hidden Blood Parasite?!

Why is there still a large area of blank space, without even a single parasite?

I haven't checked for more than ten days, what exactly happened here?

It was utterly astonished, followed by fury and terror. Reid was one of the main body's most satisfying creations in recent years, and if anything went wrong, the main body would be furious when it woke up.

No, I need to see what's going on here!

With this thought in mind, it mobilized the maximum power it could muster, directly projecting its consciousness onto the most powerful parasite individual near the strange parasite void area within Red's territory. Since they were both followers of the evil god, simply projecting their consciousness would not consume much energy.

As something gradually came into view, its first reaction was: Wow, it's so high! Just how big must this parasite have become? It must be incredibly powerful.

My second thought was, why does it keep moving forward as if it's being attracted?

The consciousness clone looked around, and the surrounding scene came into view. It felt a sense of "surprise" that it hadn't experienced in a long time.

This is a street in a dilapidated city. The street is quite wide and crowded with all sorts of parasites. But what surprises it is that all the forks around this street are firmly blocked, forming a strange route with only one one-way street.

From God's perspective, there are thirteen such one-way streets, with entrances scattered throughout the city, but all of them lead to the same place.

That place held a strong attraction for parasites.

The consciousness clone had initially shown some interest in it, until it saw living people on both sides of the road.

Where did those clones, who are identical in clothes except for their height, weight, and the weapons they carry, come from?

The group of people stared at it nervously, on high alert at all times, and their postures suggested they were trained martial artists.

Wait a minute, why are there still humans alive here, and quite a few of them at that? Shouldn't they have been eaten and wiped out long ago?

In that instant, the consciousness clone realized that the strange blank areas in this town might be the work of these strange humans.

Ah ha, I've caught you! Today I'm going to slaughter all of you wretched humans.

The consciousness clone excitedly reminded the parasite whose consciousness it had projected onto it, telling it to ignore everything else and first gather manpower to kill people!

However, despite repeating its request several times, the enormous parasite simply ignored it and continued along the one-way path toward its ultimate goal.

Stop, you idiot!

The consciousness clone couldn't understand what was making this guy so fascinated. It watched as people got further and further away, how could it possibly let go of this good opportunity?

It immediately began to erode the parasite's body, intending to kill the human once it had complete control. But just then...

A girl-like figure directed the crowd to throw bags filled with liquid high into the air. When the bags landed in front of the parasites, they shot an arrow that burst the bags, and the rich, fragrant blood splattered all over the ground.

The consciousness clone instantly realized that the parasites had rioted. The parasites stained with blood ran forward like madmen, and the parasites behind them chased after them. Even the one it possessed couldn't help but run, its massive body crushing parasite after parasite.

Stop! Stop right there!

The consciousness clones involuntarily accelerated their invasion of the parasite's body, but it was too late; they had already reached the finish line, where they were met with...

A portal to an underground city, emitting a faint glow.

For some reason, the moment it saw this portal, the clone of consciousness felt like it had seen something extremely disgusting and wanted to vomit. It tried its best to stop the parasites and finally felt a little bit of success. It seemed to be able to control the body a little bit. Next was the whole body. Going back to kill people was the right thing to do.

"Thump—"

With a heavy thud, the strongest parasite in the vicinity crashed into the portal.

Stop! I don't want to go in!

The consciousness clone's tone was as sharp as if it were watching itself fall into a cesspool.

The portal flashed, and it successfully entered the Zane Dungeon.

In the distance, Fan En and his group wiped their sweat and said with relief, "I thought that guy would turn around and attack us."

"The dungeon is still the best."

"My route design worked well, didn't it?"

In any case, the route that the survivors of Savis City hastily created over several days did serve its intended purpose.