LWGP - Chapter 212

Chapter 212: The Flaw

"Save him? My ass! Going over there like this would just be serving yourself up on a platter! Quick, grab Gun Gun!! Send the spirit vein in its belly into the Bashu Territory!" The Qingcheng Sword Cultivator and the others were quite rational. The scale of the slaughter at Phoenix Mountain was clearly something that even those with over ten thousand in all attributes couldn't withstand. For them to go would be no different from feeding the enemy kills.

So, even though they were worried about their own lord's life, Xie Lu and the others maintained their usual correct judgment. They didn't refute the words of the Qingcheng Sword Cultivator and his group, instead directly joining forces to besiege the Great Prophet and his people.

Although the Great Prophet was formidable, he was momentarily blocked by their attack. Just then, Cai Wujun and the others caught up, and he couldn't withstand them at all.

However, a treacherous look suddenly appeared in the Great Prophet's eyes, and he smiled.

This smile made one's hair stand on end.

Then… someone activated a teleportation array.

"Not good, dodge!" Cai Wujun and Lin Yong commanded in harsh voices, also moving to kill the person activating the teleportation array, but it was no use; the other party had already successfully brought over a group of people.

A force of over ten thousand.

Their aura was identical to that of the little demon kings' army. These were over ten thousand fanatical believers, the same ones who had previously offered spirit power in sacrifice to the three demon kings. Their eyes were scarlet, their skin covered in totems, and every single one of them looked like the kind of bloodthirsty killers seen in movies and TV shows.

Eating human flesh, drinking human blood, then grinning at you.

They never know wrongdoing, forever remain devout to their faith, and will always slaughter others for the sake of that faith.

They are willing to pay any price, because that price is often one that others have to bear.

"The Eternal Believers of the Black Witch Organization, it's them." Inside the barrier, Liu Wuren's face paled slightly when this group appeared, and he gritted his teeth.

If the Four Demon Kings were the Black Witch Organization's top killing machines, operating at a high level and engaging in a battle of wits with the nation's combat divisions… Then, these Eternal Believers were the group of demons in human skin rooted among the common people, responsible for creating countless human tragedies.

But after entering the apocalyptic world, under the Black Witch Organization's plan, they obtained many resources, becoming more terrifying, more cruel, and more difficult to deal with.

In current investigations, many novice villages had become lairs for these believers right from the start, and many innocent people had been harmed. Especially after these people mastered methods of imprisonment and blood-sucking, even when people became players, they could not change their fate of becoming playthings in their hands, or even food.

But these believers, who were originally extremely difficult to find, had now been gathered in one fell swoop.

That made sense. Before the apocalypse, they had to hide and be secretive, acting as the Black Witch Organization's evil tentacles reaching deep among the populace. Now that the apocalypse was here, they seized the opportunity to strike with full force.

However, it was unexpected that a person from the Gobi elite main team would be the one to summon this troop of believers.

"Liu Guang? You!!" Wang Shu was dumbfounded. So Liu Guang was a member of the Black Witch Organization?

Wang Shu subconsciously looked toward Xie Lu, Lin Guiwan, and Qiao Xuejing.

In terms of intelligence, people like Fang Cun and Zhao Si couldn't compare to these three. Moreover, they were also people Wang Jiu trusted more, so did they know?

However, Wang Shu also saw confusion and astonishment on the faces of these three.

Of course, there was also a dawning realization.

So the traitor within the Sichuan allied forces' camp, the one who had joined forces with this "three-surnamed house slave" Great Prophet, was Liu Guang!

We're screwed. The situation is even worse than when they were in the frozen cube.

Liu Guang smiled, and with a wave of his hand, the believers attacked madly. The army of little demon kings from behind also advanced, completely surrounding them.

Wang Shu and the others had no choice but to band together and resist with all their might, but they couldn't even protect themselves, let alone catch Gun Gun.

This fucked-up situation! The Black Witch Organization has too many tricks.

These humans have too many tricks, let's retreat quickly!

The big Gun Guns sensed that things were not good and attempted to snatch their little Gun Gun and retreat. But the Great Prophet was faster. Smiling, he grabbed a handful of the soft fur on Gun Gun's head and was about to leave, dragging the whimpering little fatty with him.

Originally, with things having come to this, the situation was completely one-sided, with no room to struggle. However.

Xie Lu suddenly said a sentence.

"There hasn't been any movement from Phoenix Mountain for a long time, but she isn't dead."

No more movement, but she isn't dead.

That could only mean one result—the opponent who could fight her was dead.

Everyone was startled. The Great Prophet and Liu Guang exchanged a quick glance.

Wang Jiu won?

In the instant the two had a bad premonition, terrifying dark green threads suddenly shot out from the ground beneath their feet.

Instantly, they broke through their armor, pierced their shoes, and stabbed into their flesh, spreading madly up their bodies from their legs to every other part, until they had entangled their internal organs.

This was the most terrifying form of imprisonment.

The pain was extreme, and it was all-pervasive.

They wanted to speak, but they didn't dare.

Fine threads would emerge from their throats, piercing their larynx and the roots of their tongues.

This scene frightened quite a few people, and the Gun Guns were also scared stiff.

The monster has come out?

And over at Phoenix Mountain, there was a huge roar. Three shrill wails could be faintly heard, and four streams of black energy could be seen intertwining and tearing at each other. Amidst the corrosion of the black energy, the mountain fractured, the slopes were leveled, and the enormous fused body of the demon kings exploded.

Phoenix Mountain disappeared.

Dust swept over, covering everyone in a layer of dirt, leaving them grimy, especially the Gun Guns with their fluffy fur.

The little Gun Gun, held aloft by the Great Prophet, gave its chubby body a slight shake, dislodging a lot of dust.

Finally, from within the devastated, rolling dust and smoke, a tall, dark figure slowly walked out, limping.

"It's a demon king!!"

The demon king won?

Cai Wujun took a closer look; the last person to walk out was Yan Hui.

He looked to be in a terrible state, a bloody mess, and the mask on his face was dripping with blood, which was very creepy. If he hadn't known that Yan Hui was a pawn planted by Wang Jiu, he would have truly thought that the dust had settled, with victory leaning toward the side of darkness.

Uh, no, Lao Wang also belongs to the darkness.

However, what was going on with this Yan Hui?

The aura on his body was a bit complex, not quite the same as before. Perhaps something else had happened.

Liu Wuren and Lin Yong, coming from the nation's core departments after all, had keen insight and quickly recognized Yan Hui's situation.

"The fusion failed, and there was a backlash?"

"And Yan Hui won."

The reason they said Yan Hui won was because he had actually survived. Logically, even if the fusion had failed, it should have been impossible for him to resist the spiritual wills of three demon kings, resulting in him being the sole survivor.

"His mask is wrong." Lin Yong's gaze was sharp, and he immediately noticed that Yan Hui's current mask was different from before. Previously, his mask only had a cross. Now, next to the cross, a mirror, an eye, and a skull had appeared.

These were originally the abilities possessed by Guang Jing and the other two, so how could they appear on Yan Hui's mask?

In witch culture, a totem represents a natural ability. Could it be that Yan Hui had just devoured the other three demon kings?

"It still comes back to the same question. To devour them, he must have had an advantage to suppress the three demon kings. This advantage was something he had from the beginning and had hidden. The root of it should still be the mask on his face."

And speaking of the mask, both of them thought of Wang Jiu in unison.

Where is she?

Just now, they only saw the four demon kings disintegrate, but she definitely played a role in it.

Cai Wujun and the others did not lower their guard, not until a person faintly appeared behind Yan Hui.

Covered in blood, her body riddled with wounds, with hideous gashes even on her cheeks and neck, she slowly walked out of that ruined area. Only when everyone got a clear look did they realize her skin was very white, excessively pale, as if a great deal of blood had been drained from her, like a corpse that had died from excessive blood loss.

Lin Yong and Liu Wuren's hearts skipped a beat. They vaguely thought of a possibility, but they couldn't be certain.

Wang Jiu's steps were steady as she walked over, one by one. She wasn't surrounded by the demonic winds that were a must-have for villains; instead, she seemed peaceful and silent.

At first glance, she appeared to be in a state of being severely injured and near death, perfect for a sneak attack, but no one dared to make a move.

Because the Great Prophet and Liu Guang were already spitting up bloody foam, yet they stubbornly refused to die.

Meanwhile, the believers and the army of little demon kings had banded together in a standoff, none of them eager to act, as if afraid of breaking the current stalemate, as if whoever moved first would be the first to suffer.

It was as if she alone was a match for a thousand troops and ten thousand horses.

However, under extreme fear, extreme ferocity can erupt, so Liu Guang spoke up, enduring the pain.

"I never thought you could win even like this. In that case, you must have seen through me long ago, right? I don't understand where I showed a flaw."

Because of the game's social circle, there was no possibility of him being exposed by contacting the outside world. As long as he controlled his actions and didn't cause any trouble, even Xie Lu and the others hadn't noticed. How could Wang Jiu, who had always disliked interacting with her subordinates, have discovered the flaw?

Wang Jiu glanced at him and said flatly, "The Tutorial Instance."

Liu Guang was stunned. He had thought the problem must have occurred somewhere after he entered the Gobi Territory, but he never imagined he had been identified during the tutorial period?

Impossible. That was the first time he had ever met her! Even he himself was very surprised to run into this "dangerous sacrificial offering" who had always been ranked number one on the organization's secret list.

Wang Shu was the only person here who had any connection to Wang Jiu's Tutorial Instance. He froze for a moment, then subconsciously thought about Wang Jiu's attitude toward Liu Guang in that instance—there hadn't been any difference. On the other hand, Liu Guang's attitude toward Wang Jiu, although it seemed very much like the admiration of a peer for a goddess among peers, thinking back on it now… it was actually a bit strange, wasn't it?

Wang Shu felt that his current feeling was probably just hindsight.

"Did Yan Hui leak the list, and you memorized all the members' names?"

Liu Guang's eyes flickered. In his pain, filled with resentment, the look he gave Yan Hui could have eaten him alive.

Wang Jiu: "Your rating during the tutorial period was on the low side."

Liu Guang froze.

Although not much time had passed, for many players, it felt like an eternity ago. Her sudden mention of the tutorial period rating caught Liu Guang off guard for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully, his expression grew heavy.

Why was the rating low? Was it because a strong player like her appeared with a high clear rating, stealing all the highlights?

No, it was because he had failed to complete the clear path he had chosen for himself.

As an evil believer, he of course had no intention of helping all the survivors leave the instance alive. At the time, he had chosen to collude with the Dean's side to kill all the survivors. This was also one of the open-ended clear methods for the tutorial period. But because of Wang Jiu, he knew he would be unable to complete it, so he gave up halfway. However, the System is omniscient, which is why it reduced his rating to a certain extent afterward.

Because he had colluded with the Dean, and the Dean had been stalling for time, trying to survive, partly because he wanted to rely on him to turn the tables and escape. In the end, Wang Jiu just blew his head off with a single shot, which made Liu Guang's mentality crumble a bit at the time.

This shouldn't have been a big deal. He himself hadn't paid it much mind. After all, who would care about and study the rating of another survivor they didn't even know in a Tutorial Instance?

If it were a weakling, that would be one thing, but she was the number one at the time. This doesn't fit the mentality of a strong player.

But the person he had encountered was, of all people, Wang Jiu.

A total psycho.

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