Chapter 65
Chapter 65: Various Reactions
Blue Star, China.
Lin Fan, who had been playing Cain Continent all day, opened the game warehouse expressionlessly.
Usually, he ended his game sessions happily, but today he just couldn’t muster any joy.
His favorite NPC, Saintess Zoe, was now hanging by a thread, crucially kidnapped by the mastermind, Eagle Lord.
In any game before, he had always felt proud and superior as a player.
Because in the game, players were the disasters that overturned everything, the gods overlooking all.
But today, he felt a strong sense of defeat. He felt like a clown, jumping up and down, powerless, only able to rage helplessly.
Tired, he wanted to quit.
Lin Fan turned on his computer, tiredly leaning back in his chair, wanting to relax his mood with the latest 18+ game.
But his mind kept flashing back to the moments in Dawn Town, recalling the optimistic and kind demi-humans, the silly players who fought side by side all the way, and the appearance of Saintess Zoe…
He vividly remembered the admiring gaze of a demi-human girl.
She said he was a great Heroic, killing a ferocious wild boar alone.
“I’m just a player…”
Lin Fan smiled bitterly, a hint of desolation flickering in his eyes.
Just then, a message popped up in the corner of his computer screen from the official Cain Continent release.
[Cain Continent Second Beta Launch: This test has 10,000 slots, created by the Nine Kingdoms Federation, with 100% immersive experience, Queen’s super AI computation. Enter the world of Swords and Magic, awaiting your arrival!]
“Second beta launched!?”
“10,000 player slots!?”
Lin Fan’s eyes lit up, a spark of determination reigniting in his eyes.
“To hell with Eagle Lord!”
“It’s not time to give up yet…”
He opened the forum and created a post.
[Recruitment Post: For the sake of our beloved Saintess, let all players unite!]
The light from the computer screen reflected on Lin Fan’s face, a cold glint shining in the rectangular lenses of his glasses.
“Here we go!”
…
Cologne Empire, Barda Temple.
In the magnificent temple, the pope, dressed in a white robe with a red cape and a triple crown high hat, was focused on the exquisite chessboard in front of him.
Although his attire lacked elaborate decoration, the occasional glimmer of divine light on his surface highlighted the mystery and power of this old pope.
At this moment, a resolute Temple knight entered the temple. He bowed his head and half-knelt on the ground, respectfully saluting:
“Pope, the assassination quest has failed.”
The pope looked at the chessboard without speaking. He gently picked up the black piece representing the bishop with his hand, crushing the white king of the opposing side.
After a moment of silence, the old pope’s lips moved slightly, and the Temple knight heard his indifferent voice.
“Let Black Sword kill that flea.”
“Inform Eve to initiate the Paradise plan.”
***
Abyss Plane, First Layer.
Demon Lord Felton’s territory.
Ye Hao, already half-demonized, collapsed on the ground, screaming and rolling.
The murmurs and howls of demons around him were gradually wearing down his will.
He felt like his brain was being roasted over a fire by a group of little demons and a thousand needles were piercing into the depths of his mind.
His body was breaking down, his soul was being torn apart, and he could barely hold on.
Just as he was about to fall completely into madness, he suddenly felt a coolness in his brain, and a majestic will descended upon him.
“You have disappointed me, Ye Hao.”
The majestic will’s voice was cold, with a vast anger.
“You were actually tempted by the curse of the Abyss of Cain for temporary power!”
Upon hearing the majestic will’s reprimand, Ye Hao’s already ferocious expression became even more terrifying, like a demon.
He lay on the ground, snot and tears smeared his face from the pain he had just endured, looking at the crimson soil of the Abyss, roaring unwillingly:
“It’s all because you didn’t give me more power. That Foresight Skill is useless. What else could I do? Watch as my woman is taken away by that damned lord?”
“Trash, just a vessel, yet you act so recklessly!”
“I’ve told you before, I’m doing everything I can to prevent the counterattack of this world’s will, creating opportunities for my people to invade this world. There’s no extra time to focus on you.”
“All you need to do is guide my people well, even if you encounter that variable, you can still stand undefeated.”
“But what have you done!”
“I could have gradually deciphered the divinity of the vessel through my people and then occupied her body.”
“But you secretly traded her divinity with the Abyss! What’s even more ridiculous is that you’ve even lost yourself in it!”
“Your foolish actions have disrupted my plans.”
At this point, the voice of the majestic will was surprisingly angry, and even the air around Ye Hao began to distort. But it seemed to have some scruples, and the voice gradually softened:
“I’ll give you one last chance. If you still refuse to repent, don’t blame me for using your body as a new vessel!”
“There’s no time left, the second coming will be opened ahead of schedule!”
After the majestic will finished speaking, it quickly withdrew from Ye Hao’s body. At the same time, Ye Hao’s vision went black, and his body twisted and disappeared in the first layer of the Abyss.
When he appeared again, he was already at the entrance of Dawn Town.
The power obtained from the demon did not disappear, seemingly fused completely with his body with the help of the majestic will.
Ye Hao clenched his fists, feeling the immense power within him, unable to help but laugh wildly.
“Eagle Lord, dare to touch my woman… You just wait for me!”
Little did he know, Saintess Zoe had long been abducted by Eagle Lord.
……
Winterfell.
The setting sun was slightly warm, and it was already dusk.
The soft rays of the setting sun brought a bit of warmth, falling on Saintess Zoe’s face.
Under Lori’s treatment, Zoe’s condition had been alleviated but not completely resolved.
“Master… Lori can’t completely eliminate this power, only temporarily resist it.”
Lori shook her head in dejection, feeling a bit disheartened for not being able to help her master completely.
Sivey gently touched the maid’s fair and smooth face, softly wiped the sweat off her forehead, then pulled her into his arms, tenderly comforting her: “This isn’t your fault, Lori, you’ve already done wonderfully.”
Since returning from Dawn Town, Lori had been using her abilities non-stop all afternoon. One had to know that she had also treated many townsfolk in the morning.
At this moment, she was already exhausted.
The little maid’s face turned red, she squinted her eyes, snuggled softly into Sivey’s arms, her tail wrapped around his waist, rubbing against him like a cat, then she forced herself to rouse from Sivey’s embrace, worriedly saying:
“Her condition is very complex. Lori can feel an evil force eroding her body, a mark deeply embedded in her soul that cannot be dispelled.”
“She cannot wake up now because this evil mark has dragged her into a nightmare.”
“To truly get rid of this mark, it depends on whether she can overcome it herself.”
Hearing this, Sivey held the little maid in his arms, lost in thought.
He thought that although he couldn’t directly save Zoe, perhaps he could provide some help in Zoe’s nightmare.
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