WTNL Chapter 63.2

Antai Community
Chapter 63.2: Evil God’s Human Agent

On the other side, the other streamers within the instance cautiously spread out, fearing being too close to someone not in their faction.

The notification of the faction battle starting rang in everyone’s ears.

One after another, they opened the Nightmare backstage, quickly scanning their new identity cards. Then, their gazes finally turned to the faction population chart.

All the streamers froze.

[Red Faction Population: 23]
[Black Faction Population: 1]

If there was only 1 person in the evil spirit faction, then their previous guesses were completely wrong… Meaning there was only one evil spirit follower from beginning to end?!

After a brief moment of daze, Wang Hanyu’s expression instantly darkened:

“Fuck, I get what happened now.”

He looked at the other Red Faction streamers beside him, viciously gritting his teeth: “That streamer from Dark Fire played us all for fools!”

Inside the [Antai Community] live broadcast lobby.

[Good heavens, this is my first time seeing a faction instance with only one person on a side!]

[Hahahahahahahaha now the other streamers finally realize it. An all-out encirclement, yay!]

[But doesn’t that mean the streamer in the Black Faction is doomed! Under these current rules, unless he completes the Black Faction’s main mission in advance, it’s completely impossible for him to win. And even if he really completes it in advance, his two teammates will die here along with the Red Faction team… This is simply an unsolvable deadlock.]

[Wuwu, nooo, my dog scammer! I was still counting on watching him form a scam syndicate!]

While Su Cheng and Ji Guan were exchanging intel, messy footsteps appeared at the end of the corridor not far away.

…Oh no!

Su Cheng’s heart tightened.

The next second, a voice filled with gnashing teeth came from that direction: “Quick! It’s him! He’s that scammer’s only accomplice!”

Su Cheng reflexively opened his backpack—oh no, all the Concealment Cloaks were used up!

Immediately after, he was violently thrown down by an invisible massive force, crashing heavily against the wall. His shoulder blade struck the hard wall, emitting a dull thud of pain.

Su Cheng subconsciously gritted his teeth, a taste of blood rising in his mouth.

Although Ji Guan wasn’t clear on what happened between them previously, he still hurriedly jumped out: “Wait, wait, wait! We are also in the Red Faction! Aren’t we teammates!”

Since there was only one person in the Black Faction, and that was Wen Jianyan, then the remaining streamers should all be in the Red Faction.

They were heavily outnumbered right now, so it was best to first let the other party think they were in the same faction…

However, before Ji Guan had time to say anything more, his body was firmly bound by some invisible rope. He took a heavy punch to the abdomen and collapsed to the floor with a twisted expression.

“Of course I know you’re in the Red Faction.”

Wang Hanyu shook his hand, turned around, and took the opportunity to viciously kick Su Cheng in the stomach.

Su Cheng’s face crumpled in agony, his entire body curling up like a shrimp.

Seeing this, an exceptionally gleeful smile appeared on Wang Hanyu’s face: “After all, there’s only one person in the Black Faction, isn’t there?”

He lifted his foot, viciously grinding his hard shoe sole onto Su Cheng’s knuckles. The finger bones emitted cracking sounds under the malicious grinding.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

Su Cheng screamed miserably, his face deathly pale.

“But, as former teammates, you must know where that guy is, right?”

Wang Hanyu leaned down, grabbed Su Cheng’s hair, and forcefully yanked his upper body up: “If you tell me where he is, I’ll spare your life, how about that?”

Ji Guan nearby realized something was wrong.

Clutching his stomach, he coughed twice, speaking with some difficulty to stop them: “Wait… you guys know this too, right? This is a non-confrontational faction instance. To win, you only need to complete the main mission—”

“Complete the main mission?”

Gao Chengxin spoke up suddenly from the side.

He sneered. Under the dark red light, his already fierce facial features looked even more terrifying at this moment: “Of course, that is also a method. But under the current circumstances, isn’t that a bit too roundabout?”

Gao Chengxin stepped forward, saying unhurriedly: “Even a non-confrontational faction instance can be solved using the methods of a confrontational faction instance—if all members of the Black Faction are annihilated, the Red Faction can also win.”

“After all, there’s only one person in the Black Faction right now, isn’t there? This is much easier than completing the main mission.”

Wang Hanyu raised his hand and viciously slammed the back of Su Cheng’s head against the wall:

“Speak, where is that scammer?”

“…Don’t know.”

Su Cheng gritted his teeth, his voice squeezing out from between his teeth with difficulty.

The skin on his forehead was already broken and bleeding. Warm, sticky crimson liquid slowly trickled down, completely pasting his right eyelashes together: “We separated a long time ago.”

“You sure are loyal.”

Wang Hanyu pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose: “I’ve already talked to the other squads. That guy playing us all for fools has everything to do with your help.”

“You’re already a C-rank streamer, don’t you get it yet? In Nightmare, qualities like loyalty are worthless…”

Wang Hanyu let go, allowing the other party’s body to slump limply at his feet. He opened the shop and said condescendingly:

“It’s fine, you’ll be telling the truth soon enough anyway.”

A streamer nearby showed a hesitant expression:

“Wait, I think he might not be lying, right? After all, he’s also a Red Faction member now. If we lose, he dies too…”

“So what?”

Wang Hanyu said: “He still has to pay the price for making fools of us.”

A malicious smile rose at the corner of his mouth. In the palm of his other hand appeared a dagger gleaming with cold light. The edges of the dagger were covered in barbs, looking incomparably sharp.

He weighed the dagger in his hand, then leaned down and pressed the dagger against the side of the other’s face.

The smooth skin split open little by little, and crimson blood seeped out.

Su Cheng raised his eyes, stared at him fixedly, his lips opening and closing to spit out two brief words:

“The Tower.”

“…What?” Wang Hanyu froze, frowning slightly.

“Upright.”

With one eye pasted shut by blood, Su Cheng said slowly: “Destruction, ruin, a crisis is about to happen, a massive disaster is approaching. The irredeemable is about to arrive. Everything you have will collapse and disintegrate from the deepest level. All the bad deeds you’ve ever done will exact retribution upon you.”

Wang Hanyu: “…”

His expression darkened little by little.

Su Cheng smiled, revealing bloodstained teeth: “Just a free divination.”

“Motherfucker.”

Wang Hanyu’s expression was sinister and terrifying. He abruptly raised his leg, aiming at the other party’s stomach once again—

Creak.

A sharp, ear-piercing sound of grinding hinges rang out in the dead-silent corridor, like an omen of bad luck. Everyone was startled, subconsciously turning their heads toward the source of the sound.

The door panel covered in countless talismans silently slid open inward, revealing an interior of darkness, like a slowly opening giant maw of an abyss, waiting for the appearance of its next sacrifice.

A heavy scent of blood dispersed outward.

An exceptionally ominous aura emanated from the room.

The streamers’ hearts skipped a beat involuntarily, and they instinctively took a step back.

Squish, squelch…

Bizarre watery sounds echoed within the pitch-black room, as if something wet, slippery, and sticky was writhing, extending tentacles outward.

The faded wooden doorframe dyed red at a visible rate, turning into a soft, crimson, bizarre texture, and then the walls—

Like some kind of contagious disease, that flesh-like monster extended tentacles from the tightly shut door, devouring wood, stone, and steel—

The streamers’ pupils constricted.

“Wh… what is this?!”

“Quick, get ready!”

“Who still has a barrier! Quick, exchange for one!”

Wang Hanyu’s face was a bit pale. Perhaps due to that “free divination” just now, he felt a chill all over his body, as if he had been targeted by some terrifying entity.

While the others prepared for battle, he couldn’t control himself from taking several steps back, almost feeling the urge to turn and run.

“Clack, clack.”

“Clack, clack.”

The harsh sound of grinding bones came from deep within the darkness. Several deadly pale arms reached out from the shadows, their sharp nails sinking deep into the wall. That bizarre, almost joyous sound echoed in the corridor, making one’s scalp tingle.

“No good, there are too many!”

“What’s going on! Why are there so many monsters inside this 1316?!”

The streamers turned pale with fright. They instantly recognized the disparity in strength and no longer tried to put up a desperate fight. Instead, they turned and ran without hesitation: “Quick! Hurry!”

“Let’s get out of here!”

One of the streamers turned his head to look at Su Cheng and Ji Guan, who had fallen to the ground, feeling somewhat unbearable: “What about those two? Should we bring them along?”

“Don’t worry about them!”

Gao Chengxin’s voice was shrill and cruel: “There are enough people in the Red Faction; missing two won’t matter!”

“Clack, clack.”

“Clack, clack.”

The entirely deathly pale monsters darted out from the darkness. Accompanied by the sound of bones twisting and grinding, they charged straight toward the humans at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye!

On the walls, the speed at which the flesh and blood spread increased several times over. Under the flickering dark red light, the walls quickly changed their texture. The old, dirty walls covered in graffiti and small advertisements were swallowed by the crimson, sticky monster, as if trapped in the middle of an esophagus, waiting to be digested.

Everything looked so bizarre and terrifying, like a scene that would only appear in the deepest of nightmares.

Su Cheng and Ji Guan were pale.

Although they had just been cornered and beaten up by that group of streamers, they hadn’t suffered any substantial damage yet. At least they could still run. But…

This was no longer a question of whether they could run or not.

Three monsters surrounded them. Deadly pale faces without features slowly leaned closer, and a strong putrid stench wafted from them.

Su Cheng and Ji Guan, devoid of color in their faces, subconsciously backed away slowly. Only when their backs bumped against something soft and wet-sticky did they abruptly realize what was behind them.

Weak, miserable screams uncontrollably escaped both their throats.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh why are there so many monsters!!!!

The three monsters advanced several more inches, slowly reaching their deadly pale arms toward the two humans, their soft, snake-like bodies emitting clacking sounds.

Su Cheng and Ji Guan despairingly closed their eyes.

“…That’s enough.”

The young man’s familiar voice came from a distance.

This voice…?!

Su Cheng and Ji Guan opened their eyes in terror, turning their heads toward the source of the voice.

“Clack, clack.”

The entirely deathly pale monsters obediently withdrew their arms. They turned around and resumed their pursuit in the direction the streamers had disappeared.

In the darkness, a slender young man limped out.

His clothes were torn to shreds. The remaining fabric was basically completely dyed red with blood, revealing the bruised and battered, firm body underneath. From his right chest to his right shoulder, and down his entire arm, everything was covered in pitch-black talismans. Fair skin, crimson blood, and thick black—three colors of extreme contrast were concentrated on the same body, bringing a powerful visual impact.

“You…”

Su Cheng and Ji Guan’s eyes widened, looking as if their eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets, almost unable to believe their eyes: “You, you, you…”

“It seems you’ve already met my new friends.”

Wen Jianyan curled his pale, blood-drained lips, his amber eyes narrowing slightly:

“So, did you enjoy your time together?”

[Main Mission: Escape the encirclement of the other residents.]

[Completion Progress: 100%. Reward points: 10000.]

[High-Difficulty Side Mission Updated: Awaken the fragment of the evil spirit.]

[Completion Progress: 80%. Reward points: 80000.]

[Congratulations on entering the Black Faction.]

[Main Mission Updated: Destroy all Soul-Locking Urns and completely release the evil spirit.]

[Identity Card]
Name: Wu Qinghe
Age: 22
Occupation: Paranormal Streamer / Evil Spirit Follower / Master of the Evil Cult
Related Plot: Your outward identity is a paranormal streamer, but in reality, you are a devout follower of an evil spirit. To awaken the true god of your faith, on the fifteenth of July, you came to the Antai Community, attempting to destroy the seal and release the evil spirit you fanatically worship.
You escaped the pursuit and interception of the building’s residents and encountered other monsters who are also followers of the evil spirit.
Supported by the rest of the evil spirit’s followers, you became the evil god’s earthly proxy, were elected as the Master of this cult, and with this as your starting point, began your life of sin.

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Author’s Note:

What to do when you accidentally become an evil cultist?

Wen Jianyan: Of course it’s to collude with the followers, forge the words of god, strip the Father God of his power, and ultimately become the Master of the Cult (not really).