Chapter 166: The Hiding Place of God

The storytelling session continued.

The brat began to recount all the evil deeds he had committed with great effort.

But it wasn't perverted enough; at best, it could be called a "prank." Even if people had died, in the eyes of the two hundred perverted audience members, it was nothing.

His expectation score began to drop all the way down, eventually falling to forty-five.

45 points—this was practically the execution threshold.

【Not perverted enough! It doesn't fit my taste at all; I need something more hardcore!】

【The PUA guy over there is just as boring... otherwise I would have left already.】

【The stories of all three people are so boring; by comparison, I'd rather watch the so-called Master of the Gubao.】

The brat's expectation score was very low, but all in all, it was still quite a bit higher than Wen Wen Xishu's.

Wen Wen Xishu was only at 24 points.

The lecturer man wasn't very impressive this round either; he began to talk about his wife.

It turned out that at the funeral, what no one knew was the truth behind the death of his wife, who had jumped from a building after being unable to bear the humiliation.

To everyone, that funeral made the lecturer man look very devoted; even though his wife had betrayed him, he still held the funeral.

But in reality, the wife's betrayal... and then being discovered by a crowd, her reputation ruined, her maiden family feeling immense disgust toward her and guilt toward the lecturer man...

... and a series of other events, were all orchestrated by the lecturer man.

I have to say, although his story wasn't perverted enough, his actions were beastly enough.

Expectation score: 85 points.

Wen Wen Xishu finally waited for the two beasts to finish their stories.

Next came the accident segment.

In this round of the accident segment, Wen Wen Xishu could not enter the accident room created by his own story.

This was good.

It was just unclear which unlucky soul would enter that room.

As Wen Wen Xishu's figure disappeared behind the door...

The lecturer man also walked toward a room.

The world behind the door was a group of children, all of them glaring viciously at Wen Wen Xishu.

"It seems the target of their hatred has shifted to me."

Wen Wen Xishu was certain he had come to the brat's room, so... the brat must have gone to the lecturer man's room.

And the lecturer man was the warrior facing a group of "weirdos."

Wen Wen Xishu found it quite funny.

"We are going to kill you! Kill you!" Those children—many of them had been bullied by the brat in the past.

Wen Wen Xishu clearly felt their hatred, even though he was not the brat.

This made Wen Wen Xishu find it quite funny, because... in his own story, there were indeed people who hated him to the bone.

Of course, he didn't care about these children; it was just a pity that Wen Wen Xishu couldn't see the scene in the other room.

However, the situation in the other room was slightly different from what Wen Wen Xishu had imagined.

The lecturer man was a bit bewildered.

He saw a little girl in a red dress looking at him with venomous eyes.

This place was strange; it wasn't a scene inside the Gubao, but a place shrouded in white, hazy mist.

In the distance was thick fog, but the space deep inside appeared clearly visible.

"Where... where is this?"

The little girl looked at the lecturer man, wishing she could tear him to pieces.

But soon, her sequence power provided feedback:

"You... are not him!!"

The moment she first saw the lecturer man, the little girl—Jiang Qing from the orphanage—had felt that this person was Wen Wen Xishu.

The loathing she felt for Wen Wen Xishu surged up instantly.

But then, her memory began to correct itself.

Normal people wouldn't be able to realize their memories had been invaded and distorted, but the little girl could.

She was, after all, an Apostle of Aquarius.

Jiang Qing tilted her head, looking quite cute:

"Who are you?"

The immense pressure made the lecturer man unable to speak at all.

At this moment, an aged voice came:

"I didn't expect to suddenly arrive here. This looks like the intersection of the underworld and reality; I smell the scent of death."

Like a demon, a strange creature with horns on its head, a burly body, and huge bone wings growing from its back, emerged from the white mist.

Jiang Qing became alert in an instant, unable to pay any attention to the lecturer man.

Although the lecturer man was skilled at PUA, facing Jiang Qing, he already felt like kneeling down to beg for mercy.

Now, an even more terrifying presence had appeared.

The monster's appearance was like a demon king from mythology.

"Hmph, skulking about, hiding behind the scenes—did you think this old man couldn't find you? Get out here!"

The demon king roared.

The terrifying pressure, like a physical force, snapped the lecturer man's spine; he lay on the ground, vomiting blood, on the verge of death.

And this roar also made Jiang Qing treat the situation as a grave threat.

"Old grandpa... you're so fierce! I wasn't hiding." Jiang Qing did not intend to make an enemy of this old man.

But the next instant, a priest wearing holy robes with a hunched figure appeared.

"You... were actually able to find me." The priest appeared from the white fog, frowning.

"So, I was deceived by that brat..."

The priest realized.

In the first few rounds of the storytelling session, none of the targets Wen Wen Xishu summoned were people he had actually committed evil against.

In the third round, Wen Wen Xishu even stated outright that he had been playing with all the audience members.

Considering this, the priest thought to temporarily change the rules to let Wen Wen Xishu enter other people's rooms.

To feel other people's malice. After all, in Wen Wen Xishu's accident segment, there were only friends.

But he had miscalculated; the people Wen Wen Xishu summoned this time... really seemed to be his enemies.

He felt it—that surging malice.

Moreover, the strength of these enemies surprised him immensely. That little girl was actually able to resist his mental invasion... and recognize that the lecturer man was not Wen Wen Xishu.

That demon king-like old man, just by looking at him, made him feel... filled with evil and hostility.

Everyone who had sins needed to confess to the priest; the priest was actually also the priest of the small town. He could cleanse sins and gain power from the sins of others.

He came from an ancient place, a mysterious land where there was a church halfway up a mountain.

He had practiced in that place until one day, seventeen children completely changed it.

From then on, he became the source of a certain misfortune; those who approached him seemed to be affected by the aura he emitted, becoming evil and twisted.

But this time, the priest discovered something wrong.

That little girl in red seemed to be inherently evil.

As for that demon king with the aged voice... his body contained the ultimate evil, a fusion of seven different sins.

They didn't need to be twisted; they were already twisted!

The priest's feeling was correct.

This demon king was the demon king of Jicheng, An Rongzai.

Having absorbed seven ultimate sins, An Rongzai naturally exuded an incomparably evil aura.

"A priest? This disguise is quite a surprise to this old man."

A demon king strong to this degree could naturally see at a glance who was the one attempting to invade his mind.

An Rongzai and Jiang Qing unexpectedly formed a united front.

Immediately, An Rongzai felt a certain desire to kill an old acquaintance emerge.

He had never met that person, but that mental power had awakened that memory.

"My two good grandchildren... I had almost forgotten them, yet they suddenly awakened me."

"I really must thank you properly, priest."

Terrifying power surged forth once again!

Jiang Qing clapped her hands and said:

"Old grandpa, you're so amazing! Let's kill him together!"

What surprised An Rongzai slightly was that this girl named Jiang Qing had an aura of deathly stillness about her.

There is more than one with this kind of aura.

"You two, come out as well. Hiding in the mist, do you really think this old man couldn't discover you?"

An Rongzai's voice was like a storm, stripping away the surrounding mist.

The next instant...

The sound of leather shoes touching the ground arrived.

A pair of shoes radiating the luster of scarlet blood left An Rongzai momentarily dazed.

"Seeing the Queen, why do you not kneel?"

That pair of shoes became increasingly dazzling, but An Rongzai only let out a cold snort.

Jiang Qing stuck out her tongue:

"Nyah nyah nyah, Big Sister, your shoes are really pretty."

I really want to snatch them. Jiang Qing did not actually say this sentence out loud.

Subsequently, the sound of a suona rang out, and the Ghost Bride, wearing a red wedding dress, appeared surrounded by pallbearers.

For the first time, An Rongzai felt a threat. The Shoe Woman was certainly powerful, but An Rongzai was very unfamiliar with her power system.

However, he was very familiar with the red mist that the Ghost Bride radiated.

Jiang Qing suddenly pursed her lips:

"Boring, everyone is so amazing. Since that's the case, then I'll join in too!"

Jiang Qing suddenly used her hands to crush her own throat.

In the instant she should have stepped into death, her body began to mutate; gradually, her figure became thin and long.

The red, thin and long eerie shadow form was revealed. The incomparably powerful aura made An Rongzai slightly furrow his brows:

"A little girl, can actually be this strong?"

One must know that for An Rongzai to become his current self, he had absorbed quite a bit of power. Thus, he was also a bit jealous, not expecting someone to be able to possess such powerful strength directly.

If he were in Jicheng, fighting on his home turf, he certainly would not fear anyone.

But here, he could only exert his own inherent power and could not borrow the external forces of Jicheng.

Even so, An Rongzai was not too worried.

Because he could sense that the Ghost Bride, the woman wearing the mysterious red shoes, and this thin and long eerie shadow all seemed to be fighting for themselves.

Moreover, all three had an aura of deathly stillness, as if they had been forcibly pulled here by some rule, but would not survive for long.

"I remember now, I'm already dead. How boring." Jiang Qing said.

Once this sentence was spoken, the Ghost Bride also stiffened.

She also recalled what had happened to herself; her coffin had been snatched away by someone, and the current coffin was merely one she had created using telekinesis.

The Shoe Woman also realized that she should have died, especially since her shoes had had their power completely absorbed... logically speaking, they shouldn't have a bewitching effect anymore.

Unless some rule allowed her to appear in the form of an undead, and her abilities had regressed to a specific node.

"It seems that, apart from me and that priest, everyone here is already dead. However, I am not the one who summoned you all here; I was also summoned."

"Furthermore, it was you who mentally invaded us at the beginning and awakened our hatred for someone, right?"

The Demon King's figure flashed, appearing behind the priest as if by teleportation.

Its terrifying claws had already gripped the priest's throat, and the priest was lifted up by it without any effort.

An Rongzai was cunning and experienced; naturally, he would not let the situation form a "one-versus-many" scenario.

It quickly determined that this was a special ritual, and the ritual had summoned several existences at the Sovereign level.

Those who were dead naturally could not trigger the ritual.

Therefore, An Rongzai instantly found the only living person in the scene and used his words to make the other three dead people shift their target of focus as well.

The Ghost Bride did not speak, but some kind of environmental change began to occur in the surroundings.

It was forcibly using its power to transform the surrounding environment into the desolate village where it resided.

The red, thin and long eerie shadow was also using its power, attempting to invade the priest.

Come to think of it, everyone had a tacit understanding; they did not choose to make an enemy of An Rongzai, nor did a chaotic brawl break out...

Instead, they worked together to deal with the priest.

Only the Shoe Woman, Qiaoxi, remained unmoved for a moment, standing in place and sensing this Gubao.

"So familiar... so familiar... on his body, there is something that nourishes the shoes."

Qiaoxi seemed to have finally sensed that the thing she craved most was on the priest.

The next instant, "Divine Guards" began to appear around her.

Beneath Qiaoxi's feet, countless eerie and ancient blood-colored incantations began to appear.

These incantation trajectories wound and snaked, forming a massive summoning array, and one fully armed Divine Guard after another appeared.

The Divine Guards' equipment was actually quite similar to the knights in the Gubao hall.

All the Divine Guards also locked onto the priest at this moment.

The priest only felt as if his memories were being invaded by some eerie power.

The next moment, he discovered his body taking on the luster of a toy.

He wanted to break free from the restraints.

But the Demon King An Rongzai's terrifying power made it impossible for him to break free.

And the desolate village summoned by the Ghost Bride... made the fear in his heart feel as if it were being controlled by someone else, beginning to disintegrate his intent to resist.

The most terrifying thing was that thin and long eerie shadow.

That past he least wanted to recall... was forcibly ripped open. His body was also turned into a toy by the eerie power.

"Let me go! Do not open that memory! Do not open that memory!"

The priest was shocked beyond measure; his power was actually not weak, and could even be said to be very powerful.

But what he did not expect was that the participants of the Story Club had actually defeated all these people... once?

Every one of these could be said to be an overlord-level existence.

Who on earth was that storyteller?

However, on the other side, An Rongzai was also somewhat surprised.

"A priest, actually having such terrifying physical strength?"

Yes, although he had imprisoned the priest, An Rongzai also felt that he was not having an easy time.

On the other side, the Ghost Bride was also astonished; after the endless fear was awakened, the eerie power in the desolate village was actually unable to instantly disintegrate the priest.

The most shocked one was Jiang Qing.

Jiang Qing attempted to distort the priest's memories, but suddenly... along with her own consciousness, she was pulled into a mysterious place.

Looking at the scene around her, it seemed to be some kind of church.

It was just that the church was pitch black, and from the depths of the darkness, a voice came:

"You startled me; so it was a dead person summoned under the Eerie Rule. I thought I had been found."

"But since you have been able to come here, then die."

"My brothers and sisters are too crazy, so, although you have already died once, you can only die once more."

Endless power descended, terrifying power like a tsunami, and the thin and long eerie shadow was like a leaf on the surface of the sea...

The massive power poured out.

Bang.

The priest suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, Jiang Qing's thin and long eerie shadow form... directly turned into dust.

This scene left everyone shocked beyond measure; An Rongzai could not believe that there could be such power capable of instantly disintegrating a Sovereign-level entity.

They did not know that this priest had quite the background; his life story was even related to the "Origin" of the seventeen constellations.

The priest also took advantage of everyone's shock to open the door using his identity as the Master of the Gubao.

Every accident room had a door.

Only the master of the Gubao could open this door in advance. Opening the door meant the accident was over.

Once the accident was over, it would forcibly disperse the products of the previous round of stories.

An Rongzai, the Shoe Woman, the Ghost Bride... all felt some kind of power pulling at them at this moment.

In fact, the Master of the Gubao, which was the priest, was not afraid of them at the beginning.

After all, he could open the room's door to force the accident to end.

But he did not expect that An Rongzai could instantly arrive by his side; that kind of power and speed exceeded his imagination.

Subsequently, his consciousness was forcibly invaded, making it even more impossible for him to perform the action of opening the door.

It was not until that forbidden memory was awakened, and until Jiang Qing of the Red House was killed in an instant,

that he finally had a chance.

Right now, the door was open, and the accident was over.

An Rongzai was about to return to Jicheng, while the Ghost Bride and the Shoe Woman dissipated like dirt.

But the priest did not show a look of victory; on the contrary, he fell into a state of immense panic:

"Damn it! Damn it! You caused me to remember memories I shouldn't have remembered!"

It must be said that the combination summoned by Wen Wen Xishu could indeed be called an excellent interrogation team.

A secret that almost all "Gods" were interested in had been dug up.

(Wishing everyone a Happy New Year; may everything go smoothly and may you have good health in the new year! Let's watch the Spring Festival Gala and make dumplings together tonight!)

(End of chapter)