Chapter 1240: Ultimate Evil God

“First, open the door.”

“Second, don’t open the door.”

“Third, discuss with your companions.”

Wang Weiyan raised her hand earnestly and said, “I-I’m discussing it with everyone.”

“Good. Real heroes listen to their friends.” Gregor turned to Lovely Lamb.

Lovely Lamb gave it some thought. “There are enemies inside, but also treasures. We’re strong now. I want to go inside.”

“The brave elf Cute Little Lamb decided to go in and check!” Gregor turned to Ting Ting.

“Why don’t we forget it?” Ting Ting wasn’t worried about the danger behind the door. She just wanted to clear the game as soon as possible, having had enough of Gregor’s dramatic reactions.

“Priest Ting Ting was tired of the fight. She shows no interest in the secret game housing both opportunities and dangers.”

“Of course we should go in!” Zhang Wei immediately exclaimed before Gregor said anything. “My magic is unrivaled! There’s nothing to fear!”

“Sorcerer Zhang Wei is confident and excited!” Gregor turned to Raven Shark.

“I...both are fine...” Raven Shark said as he looked at Gregor’s chest.

“Good. As expected of the son of the ocean, Sharkman Raven Shark is going with the flow.” Gregor turned back to Wang Weiyan. “Hero Yanyan has listened to his friends. Now she’s making her decision!”

Wang Weiyan couldn’t make up her mind. Since so many people wanted to go into the room, though, she decided to enter, too. “I’m opening the door.”

Gregor slapped the switch on the tea table. The living room was suddenly submerged in darkness.

“Five adventurers get into formation and hold their breath, readying for a fight. Hero Yanyan carefully opens the stone door. Rumble... It’s pitch dark inside.”

“Hero Yanyan takes the lead, followed by the Elf Lovely Lamb, Priest Ting Ting, Sorcerer Zhang Wei, and Sharkman Raven Shark...”

Gregor lowered his voice and said hoarsely, “It’s spacious, empty, and cold. Everyone walks slowly forward...”

“Light magic!” Zhang Wei was getting irritated.

Gregor pressed the switch, and a lamp shaped like a candlestand lit up on the tea table, illuminating everyone’s face.

“Sorcerer Zhang Wei lights up his wand. Darkness slowly disperses like a strange, thick smoke... Then there’s a sudden gust of wind... Whoosh, whoosh... Oh, no!”

“Agh!”

Wang Weiyan started again, burying herself into Ting Ting’s arms this time.

“The cold wind isn’t coming from the surroundings, but the adventurers’ hearts! The adventurers look down and see a thin black line protruding from their chest. They fly into the sky and come together to form a black key. It spins in the sky...”

Click

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“An insidious magic circle appears. A large black shadow emerges. It’s...Ultimate Evil God!”

Gregor turned the lights in the living room back on, having put on a black mask.

“Hahahahaha!”

Gregor jumped onto the sofa and cackled maniacally. “I’m the most dangerous, powerful, and secretive existence in the underground dungeon! I’m the true master in this area—Ultimate Evil God! You’ve not only found me but dared to wake me. What foolish audacity!”

“Fire!”

“Arrows of Gale!”

“Cleansing!”

“Song of Ocean!”

“Sword of Hero!”

They all yelled out their moves. Gregor took off his mask and assumed his role as the GM once more. “The adventurers unhesitantly launch an assault against the Ultimate Evil God. The attacks may as well be a swing at a cotton ball or a slash through water. The Evil God easily mitigates them.”

“The evil god grows bigger and bigger until it almost fills the whole room, cornering the adventurers. The black energy the Evil God unleashes restricts them...”

“Why-why is this happening?” Wang Weiyan was ready to burst into tears.

“What the hell, Gregor?” Zhang Wei complained. “We’ve each got six legendary equipment. We’re going after the Evil Dragon. Why is there suddenly an Evil God? And with such cheat-like power?”

“Yeah, it doesn’t make sense,” Ting Ting echoed.

Lovely Lamb didn’t say anything. She didn’t find it unreasonable since she had been through a reality that was even more unreasonable.

“What do you know?!” Gregor could laugh about it when someone called his novels bad, but he couldn’t stand it when someone called his campaign bad. “It’s a hidden boss. Regular players won’t even encounter it. You got unlucky. Besides, it can’t be all smooth sailing. We never know if an accident will interrupt a tomorrow that should’ve come. That’s real life for you...”

That only compounded Zhang Wei’s grievance. “I’m just looking to play the game and relax. I’ve suffered enough to need your reminder. Anyone looking for reality in a game must be out of their mind!

“Hey, no need to get personal here...”

“Geez, stop arguing.” Ting Ting intervened. “Let’s just keep playing. It’s a game. It won’t really hurt us.”

“Fine.” Zhang Wei sat back down.

“Hmph!” Gregor calmed down and glanced at his manual before putting the Evil God’s mask back on and jumping onto the couch. “Hahahaha! You’re biting off more than you can chew! It’s as easy as lifting a finger for me to kill you! I’m in a good mood today, though, so I’ll give you a choice.”

“First, you’ll all die here.”

“Second, sacrifice one of your souls, and the rest of you will walk away alive.”

“You ******!”

Zhang Wei threw his hands in rage. “What trash game is this? What a waste of time. I’m not playing anymore...”

He started and noticed Gao Yang suddenly appearing behind Gregor. He lit up and rushed up to him. “Brother Yang! Here you are! How are you recovering?”

“Pretty well,” Gao Yang said. “Thanks for asking.”

“Brother Dark Horse!” Lovely Lamb skipped up to Gao Yang. He crouched down to let her wrap her arms around him.

“Brother—Uncle Dark Horse.” Wang Weiyan felt like Gao Yang had become even more like an adult.

“You’ve gotten taller, Cute Little Lamb.” Gao Yang let go of the girl and ruffled her head. “Yanyan, you, too.”

“You arrived just in time, Captain Gao Yang.” Ting Ting smiled resignedly. “Mr. G is going to get into a fistfight with Zhang Wei.”

Gao Yang stood up and took the manual from Gregor, reading out text that wasn’t actually there. “The five adventurers deny the Ultimate Evil God’s unreasonable request. The Evil God decided to give the adventurers another chance...”

He tossed the manual back to Gregor before heading for Vermilion Bird’s room. “Go on.”

Gregor stared at him, flabbergasted.

What? What gives the Divine Scion the right to lord over others? Who gives the Divine Scion the right to change his script?

Gregor had no choice but to put the mask back on and continue the story. “Ahem, that’s right! While I’m not a good guy, I’m not a bad guy, either. In my eyes, your adventures are no different from playing house. Your lifetime is only long enough for me to take a nap.”

“I’m in a good mood today since I’ve suffered no constipation. I’ll give you another chance. If you’re lucky enough, I’ll let you go and even give you a treasure that’ll help you defeat the Evil Dragon.”

Gregor handed Wang Weiyan the dice. “Hero, show me if you’re a lucky one.”

Wang Weiyan held the dice in her hands and closed her eyes in prayer. Then she cast the dice.