Chapter 1284: Intelligent Entity 2

I will dutifully follow the god's will..."\"

Inside the gold-and-splendid temple, barefoot on the divine seat, he gazed at the masses prostrate beneath his feet, the temple soldiers about to march forth at his command, and at that moment Yang Guoping felt a refreshing ease.

The feeling that everything could be done with a single order was truly wonderful....

In his peripheral vision, he saw the temple maid waiting aside, and unable to resist, he waved his short, thick right hand in a feigned show of authority, as if a deity were making a proclamation.

But in his clumsy imitation, it was merely like putting a cap on a monkey, lacking any semblance of divine dignity.

However, it didn't matter.

These NPCs, under orders, would always regard him as a deity no matter what.

But unbeknownst to the man, the few priests who had been kneeling on the ground, just about to raise their heads and lead troops into battle, flashed a look of horror in the eyes they had just lifted.

In their sight, a woman naked from head to toe, covered in wounds, was slowly peeling off the idol like mud.

With an almost inaudible patter, the disheveled woman whose limbs seemed twisted crawled silently toward the 'deity'.

At the same time, the middle-aged man still immersed in thoughts of how to enjoy the next feast also seemed to sense something amiss.

What are they looking at!?

These brainless NPCs, why won't they leave?

In his puzzlement, as the man was about to shout and issue a command, a slippery, chilling sensation suddenly came from behind.

He saw a deathly pale right hand, its fingernails torn out, gripping his shoulder like a lover's most intimate embrace.

"A Yong..."

"You don't like it when I lift my leg up, do you?"

"Look at me..."

"My leg is right on my head..."

The voice sounded like weeping and lamenting, as if coming from hell. That icy breath carried resentment.

His whole body shuddered.

The middle-aged man who had previously considered himself a lofty deity instantly stiffened as if seeing a ghost.

That voice...

No!?

How could this be possible!?

This voice was the mission target assigned to him by the system when he entered the instance!

He had clearly, in the name of 'protection,' broken her hands and feet and thrown her into the deepest cell—how could she possibly have escaped!?

"Creak"

Suddenly, as the right hand that clearly belonged to a farm girl gradually exerted force, a teeth‑grating sound of her shoulder being crushed rang out instantly.

In pain, Yang Guoping let out an anguished cry and instinctively tried to turn his head to see what was behind him.

He saw that, as he strained to push whatever was behind him and turned his head in horror, a woman was perched on his shoulders like a spider, her legs flipped over and resting there.

Her body hovered in mid‑air, supported solely by the right hand gripping his shoulder.

Their eyes met, and the woman gazed at him with a face full of blissful affection.

Soul‑shaking terror!

In an instant, Yang Guoping felt his thoughts freeze, an indescribable fear surged into his mind, and every hair on his body screamed.

It was her! This woman, twisted beyond human semblance, was his childhood sweetheart, the mission target assigned to him in this instance!

From initially wanting to win her favor by raising affection, to realizing he could control her with commands, he went from cautious probing to wanton toy‑play!

This pose, this appearance, is his 'masterpiece' of wanton venting of bestial language!

But when he realized she had emerged strangely from the cell, that once‑thrilling sight now seemed more terrifying than the fiercest ghost, an extreme dread nearly drove him mad.

"No!!"

"No!! Don't come near!! Ah!! Ahhh!!"

As if his courage had been shattered, the terrified Yang Guoping's facial features scrunched together, and he instinctively tried to pry open her fingers to flee.

However, before he could grab a scepter to use as a weapon and smash her head, a voice filled with utmost sorrow and crying rang again from the woman's mouth:

"You clearly said yesterday..."

"You like it this way.... You will be with me forever..."

"You like me like this! You must surely like becoming like this too...!!!"

"Slap"

In an instant, as the woman's words drilled into Yang Guoping's ears, his other right leg seemed to be seized by an invisible giant hand, twisted 180 degrees and flung behind his head.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Bones shattered; from the base of his thigh, the forcibly torn muscle tissue, like a twisted sausage, burst apart strand by strand, spraying a mist of blood instantly.

In excruciating pain, Yang Guoping now wailed heart‑rendingly, just like the NPCs he had once toyed with.

Pain! Too painful!

When this deranged play was visited upon him, he finally felt the pain the woman had endured under his forced commands!

"What are you... calling...?"

"For you, I'd do anything... I was smiling, loving you, and then you made me like this..."

A coquettish low laugh.

The woman's open mouth held not a single tooth, like an old woman who has lost all her teeth.

Deep in her throat, twisted screaming faces flashed one after another at high speed.

It was like an image within an image; each face was someone the man had commanded.

The next second, the man's former commands began to spew rapidly from those distorted faces.

This is the target for this occasion; it became the man himself.

Kneel down! Spread your **, I want to see what your uterus looks like!

I really like your eyes; dig them out and offer them to the deity!

Eat him!

Dance in the flames!! Haha! Yes, so beautiful!

In the brightly lit temple, a believer crawling on the ground looked on in horror at the being that was supposed to be a deity among them, now like a pile of rotting flesh, constantly torturing themselves.

Those mournful howls finally ended as the man shoved his right fist into his own throat, tearing out his vocal cords.

Half an hour later, a woman resembling half a spider crawled quickly to the man's corpse, continuously emitting mechanical alert sounds from her mouth.

Ding, perfect experience achieved for glow world player.

All experience content is released according to player commands.

Wish you a pleasant game.

After the gentle synthetic voice ended, the woman paused for a moment, as if locking onto the next service target, then quickly crawled out of the temple again.