[The fifth day of the dungeon opening, early morning]

Since the natural disaster period appeared on the fourth day, the sky in the sky has become darker and darker.

There was a smell of burnt straw in the air, making people anxious.

Mizushima Chuankong was sitting at the conference table with people arguing on both sides. The conference had been noisy from last night to this morning, and she was irritated hearing it.

"—The first tribe has been corrupted! The evil god's pollution has shrouded it! What our second tribe should do is to take on the heavy responsibility of leading the sky!"

"What a heavy responsibility, I just want to replace it, why say it so nicely."

"The pollution is irresistible. This is all caused by your indecision! If we destroy the stone castle in time, the evil **** who has just awakened will not be so powerful at all—"

Listening to these NPC elders throwing pots at each other, Mizushima Chuankong pressed his temples with some headache.

Her current identity is the guest secretary of the Second Tribe Presbyterian. Next to her are two players who are allied with her, namely Natasha from the North Country and Ludwig from Austria. In just five days, they were only one step away from taking control of the second tribe.

Mizushima Chuankong discovered the importance of "tribes" very early. While collecting silver stars, she quickly mixed into the plot to learn additional information...

As a result, the first clan that she also regarded as a target suddenly appeared as a giant monster like sludge.

The sludge monster appeared silently, and I could only find out that it was the disaster caused by the pagan Sissi Zewan. She awakened the evil Nine God and tried to use the tentacles of the evil **** to pollute the entire sky.

The momentum of the monster was extremely fast, and it began to expand in the early hours of yesterday.

It spreads its filthy tentacles and spreads wildly around, greedily absorbing every inch of the land. The unsightly darkness enveloped the land of the first tribe, and the tribes who did not have time to evacuate were wrapped in the drowsy darkness...

It is polluting the world, it is unforgivable, it is a sign of the evil gods coming.

The major tribes immediately entered a state of first-line alert, and all ethnic groups who went out to hunt were recalled. As for those from small settlements and small tribes, they were ruthlessly driven away. Now there is a shortage of airtight buildings, large tribes cannot tolerate these people who are easy to run around and make trouble. .

Including the players received the news of "Cthulhu Coming", and they were keenly aware that this was a sudden large-scale world event, which was likely to be the key plot.

Players at the top of the list will not evade this kind of activity. They rush towards the most dangerous places like hyenas who smell it, and they can't wait to rush to the front line to crack this task.

As a result, the situation of "NPCs fleeing, players rushing" was created. Each ethnic group can't wait to be 108,000 miles away from the first tribe, but the major players drag their guides to the first tribe. And Mizushima Chuankong and others are the models among the players.

The second tribe she belongs to is not close to the first tribe, but with the rapid expansion of that monster, the ubiquitous tentacles are getting closer and closer to their tribe... It has a tendency to extend to the whole world.

Listening to the elders still discussing "whether to relocate the family", she walked out of the conference room.

Behind her, Ludwig said:

"At present, many refugees from the First Tribe have come to the vicinity, and we have accepted them."

"Yeah." Mizushima Chuankong nodded.

"The tentacles of the evil **** are expanding too fast, and now the internal affairs of the first clan have completely collapsed, leaving only the lamb-like tribes running in all directions. Many scattered settlements around the first clan have also been affected, and many people have lost their lives. The news, wherever the tentacles go, everything is shrouded in darkness..." Natasha, who looked like a female soldier, said: "This should be a large-scale disaster of this world copy, like the fifth world Minghui's world sacrifice, the seventh world. Like Praia's Kraken siege, if we don't destroy this evil **** in time...we will destroy it all."

"Some players have tried to rush into the tentacles, but they were quickly enveloped in darkness, and there was no sound." Ludwig said: "Empty. We now have two options, one is to find a way to kill the evil god, and the other is to directly attack the evil god. Escape from the corner of the map. The dome is still very large, and we should be able to last until the fifteenth day before the monster completely covers the dome.”

Mizushimagawa turned his head and glanced at him.

The expression in her eyes was extremely light, and the emotion in her eyes was as obscure as water mist. But Ludwig faintly saw the contempt in her eyes.

"...You are thinking of an ordinary player." She said, "Have you been with your 'similar' for so long, have you forgotten your dignity as a top player?"

Ludwig coughed lightly, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.

"It is not advisable to run away in embarrassment. We have to find a way to face the evil god." Mizushima Chuankong said: "According to the current information, it has no additional attack ability, and only relies on the proliferation of tentacles like seaweed... We only need Find a way to keep sanity in the tentacles, and you can find its weakness."

She said, her eyes brightened, as if thinking of something.

"...Anything, anyone, even God...will have weaknesses." She said, "The so-called 'God' is just that we haven't found a way to punish him - any guy who sits on the throne of God, in fact can be pulled down."

The two players looked at each other, and they heard the metaphor in Mizushima Chuankong's words.

"Speaking of which," Natalie said, "what about the first player?"

"I heard that he was in the first tribe." Ludwig said, "Maybe he was killed by the evil god."

"Really? But I think..." Natalie frowned slightly, she disagreed with Ludwig's guess.

Before she could finish her words, she heard a "clang--" in her ear.

With the crisp system prompt sound, a system panel suddenly lit up in front of all players.

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[Accept the national side quest and defeat the evil god]

[Task description: The evil **** who has just awakened is extending its filthy tentacles to the pure land of every inch of the sky. Foreign adventurers, please put aside the contradictions temporarily, unify the forces you have gathered, and defeat this evil **** who is trying to pollute the sky! 】

[Task rewards: issued according to the battlefield contribution rankings. 】

[Quest location: The first tribe, coordinates (238, 198)]

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[Battle of the Cthulhu Contribution Ranking

No.1 vacancy

No.2 vacancy

No.3...]

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Su Ming'an climbed up from the darkness like a mud bath.

He stared at the system taskbar that suddenly appeared in front of him, and shook the slippery tentacle liquid on his hands.

He found that it was probably because the movement on his side was too loud, and even the system tasks began to harass him.

This so-called "Battle of the Evil Gods" also has the title of "surrounding the evil gods" and "justice punishing the evil", so that his "evil" behavior will be confirmed.

He raised his hand, the tentacles lifted his body.

Since he gained control of the tentacle monster yesterday, he has been controlling the tentacles to spread to the surrounding, and he has not slept all day and night. The expansion mission of the Path of Purification has been extended to 9,000 yards, completely covering the first clan, the six surrounding clans, and a dozen small settlements, and it is only 1,000 yards away from completing the mission.

This day, he has been staying on the roof of the stone castle to control the overall situation. Those tentacles are crawling around as if alive. They spread over the creek, over the house, over the fleeing ethnic group... At a steady speed Extending outwards, everything it passes is covered with a layer of tentacles.

Although this scene is really evil, it can be said that the evil **** has descended to destroy the world, but this is indeed a genuine purification.

It seems that the land covered by the tentacles is polluted, and the ethnic group seems to be silent, but in fact, on the covered land, the pollution is absorbed by the tentacles, and the ethnic group is only in a coma. In the middle, the tentacles are even delaying the curse lurking in them, as if they are healing and saving people.

... in this way, he really looks like a good person.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, these tentacles are no different from the evil things that pollute the land and take the lives of the people.

Su Ming'an once saw through the tentacles' vision and saw that many ethnic groups were heroic and sacrificed, holding a dung fork and a shovel to kill these tentacles.

He has also seen one or two dead players, relying on their strength, trying to infiltrate the tentacles, but they soon fell into a coma.

He once had the feeling that he had become a big boss.

Through the endlessly extended field of vision, he saw many players rushing towards him in a surrounding shape. Some of them had flying props and were waving their wings behind them to approach the stone castle.

He turned his head and looked at Yamada Machiichi lying between his tentacles.

This tentacle monster will have an impact on people's mental state. He can only stay awake with high mental points in his shadow state, but Yamada Machiichi has already passed out.

Feng Chang and others have already fled, and the tentacles are not extending fast, and they can still run away if they want to.

He heard a sound of wings flapping, which was the voice of the player in the sky:

"—It's here, I saw the stone castle."

"Yes, let's take a closer look and be careful not to touch these tentacles, otherwise they may be swallowed."

"Find an opportunity to destroy this stone fort, there may be a lot of battlefield contribution value. Be quick."

They talked and approached.

Su Mingan stretched out his hand in the darkness.

"Snapped!"

Like driving away mosquitoes, a pitch-black tentacle suddenly rose up, slammed onto a player with a "snap", and shot him a thousand meters away.

When the players saw this, white light flashed on their bodies and immediately activated their life-saving skills.

A few more tentacles shot up. The strength of these tentacles' attacks was astonishing. When they were shot, there was a tsunami-like impact, and the players' escape space was instantly compressed.

"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"

Three crisp sounds sounded, and the three players flying in the sky were slammed into the ground. They were frightened and fled, and no one dared to fly in the sky again.

The attack of these players was loud and rainy. After learning the attack power of the tentacles, many players who were gearing up for it immediately persuaded.

"Where's the first player? What about the others?" Someone asked aloud.

Obviously, at a time like this, someone should appear.

"Look, Mizushima Chuankong came first..." The observant player raised his head.

They saw a blazing white flame flashing across the sky.

Two figures, Mizushima Chuankong and Dianji, are standing above the sky. The tentacles slapped past, but were immediately slashed by flames like white lines. With the rain of white flames like meteors, large areas of dark tentacles were burned and melted.

The girl with black hair fluttering like a god, clenched the sword of judgment in her hand, and Diansi stood beside her. They each used a sword, and the flame of judgment that burned countless exiles was even brighter now. It was like a flash of light that instantly illuminated the darkness.

Mizushima Chuankong stared at the sludge below, and found that these tentacles began to wriggle and shrink, and the dark substance began to flow back.

She knows that the master who controls this sludge monster is about to appear, and it should be the most evil evil **** in the background of the sky - it is the source of all disasters.

"—Evil God!" Her voice was loud, like a just sentence: "—Today is the day of your demise!"

She has the fourth-rank leader, Dianji, who once slashed the entire mountain with one sword. When the second and third-rank guides were missing, they were the light in the eyes of Qiongdi people.

Countless people who fled in all directions raised their heads with gratitude.

At this time, the figure standing in the sky, like a god, is their hope at this time.

Mizushima Kawakura stretched out his hand and pointed the tip of his sword with white flames at the stone castle. She stood in the sight of countless people, her black hair fluttering, like a hero who fell from the sky to save the sky.

At the moment when countless people, including Qiongdi people, players, and hundreds of millions of viewers were watching, she suddenly felt like she was being covered by a lantern, and she instantly remembered that person's nonsense lighthouse theory.

...they all had to lift their heads and look at her.

...they all have to praise her and look up to her like a hero.

And she represents justice and salvation.

...what a wonderful experience.

She stared at the surging sludge below, watched them shrink and flow, watched them fluctuate to make way for a path, and saw a figure slowly emerge from the sludge.

She recognized each other.

"Su Ming'an... Your identity this time is the Heretic God...?" Her eyes were full of incredulity.

"Boom--" Countless tentacles rose from the ground, like a dark jungle, completely engulfing her figure.

At this moment, the task progress of Su Ming'an's Purification Road was finally pushed to a range of 10,000 yards around his body.

"Ding dong!"

【You have completed the mission: The Path of Purification】

[Reward: Skill Upgrade Stone*1]

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Su Mingan withdrew his hand~lightnovelpub.net~ Above the sky, Mizushima Chuankong had already crushed the life-saving props and fled.

The most powerful guides among the players can't help the tentacle monsters, and this battle on the battlefield seems to be coming to an end.

This purification task seems to be too simple...

"Shh!"

His body suddenly trembled violently.

In his hand, he still held the skill upgrade stone he had just obtained, and a drop of bright red blood splashed on his fingertips.

He leaned forward slightly by inertia, and stretched out a hand behind him to wrap his body, so that the sharp weapon could continue to move forward.

A rosy cane adorned with blue roses penetrated his chest.