Chapter 286: White Orchid Rain Festival (Sixty-nine)

It was still daytime, but it was so dark that Nan Huan could not see the nearest resident of Bailan City who was tied to the altar.

There was a loud thunder in the distance. Amid the lightning and thunder, a vague shadow appeared on the altar. Although it was not as clear as the one during the evil god sacrifice yesterday, Nan Huan still caught it.

For the residents of Bailan City, every lightning and thunderstorm is a sign of the coming of the Dragon God. Although for some reason they keep saying that the events of many years ago have been completely forgotten and conscience is unnecessary for them, only they themselves know that the bloodstains of that night have never escaped everyone's nightmares every night, whether they are awake or unconscious.

Therefore, they did not get a glimpse of what Nan Huan did from the vague figure on the altar, nor did they realize that all this was calculated by Nan Huan. They just thought that their prayers had worked the moment the other party's figure appeared, and began to pray more fanatically, hoping that the Dragon God would spare their lives.

As lightning flashed, Nan Huan could feel the aura of the Dragon God on the altar growing stronger and stronger, as if the other party was gradually breaking away from a certain controlled state, and that surging power was hidden in every wisp of air.

Just when everything seemed to be moving slowly and on track, there was suddenly a hint of rusty cold air in the air, which made Nan Huan's heart skip a beat and she looked up instantly.

The thick clouds that were rolling in layer by layer were being penetrated by something at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and something was rushing towards them.

Nan Huan thought for only a second before realizing what it was. "Someone..." She moved towards the house while opening the communication channel. She said only two words before switching to another name. "It should be the return of the evil god. Pay attention to protecting the young lady. Those people on the altar..."

Nan Huan hesitated for only a moment, then returned to her original state, as if what she was deciding was not a major life event. She only said in a light tone, "Let them all go, remove all the props, whether they can avoid the evil spirit depends on their individual abilities."

"But Miss, now is the most critical moment, and the Dragon God is still just a vague shadow. Perhaps..."

Before she could even exclaim that she had made three mistakes, President Barbie felt herself being knocked off the altar by a violent black air, and those residents of Bailan City, whom she had not yet let go, were neatly entangled by the necks by the black air.

A thin red line was hung on everyone's neck like in the video. There was more blood on the altar than before. The tied people who were praying and wishing for happiness a second ago suddenly opened their eyes wide in confusion and fear, and were frozen in this state at the last moment of their lives.

President Alice used the rabbit hole to transport the last two, President Workers and President Barbie, directly into the house. "Go, go, hurry up."

At the last minute, the president of the workers' guild removed all the props that had been used on the residents of Bailan City. The corpses on the stage fell to the ground with a thud. The people below did not react at first, but the rolls of black air, like some kind of stress response, reminded them of who had come and of the days in the past that were worse than death.

They screamed violently, struggled to escape, and after finding that they were no longer restrained, they finally began to scatter.

But the evil god didn't care about that. Before last night, she seemed to be restricted by something, or for some reason, she had to restrain herself. But now she became reckless, and acted like a wild horse, jumping out of the original cumbersome mode and directly entering the damage mode of mutual destruction.

The vague figure that appeared on the altar was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The evil god didn't even bother to think about how to solve the subsequent problems. She just wanted to tear those who summoned the Dragon God into pieces, and she did so.

Just as she was able to hold these people in her hands and control them for such a long time, she could create a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood in a few seconds. No matter if they were running away in a hurry or those who came to their senses and wanted to ask Nan Huan for help, they all closed their eyes silently and collapsed in the mud after a few seconds.

The bright red bloodstains fell quickly along with the moisture in the air, the fishy smell in the soil increased exponentially, but the noise in the yard was gradually decreasing.

The already blurry shadow on the altar seemed to have suddenly lost power. Unable to recharge its own energy, it remained half-dead. In this state, she could not attack others and could only watch the evil god slaughter the city in another way. Her scarlet eyes stared in the direction of the evil god, roaring silently.

Nan Huan sensed something was wrong from the beginning. Before last night, she was just skeptical about certain things, but after last night, she could keenly feel some familiar aura from the evil god, so she was able to sense it the moment he appeared.

She continued to insist, holding on in this way, maybe she could wait until the Dragon God fully regained consciousness. She should protect Bei Xi and the others first and make long-term plans. In fact, the first thought only paused for a moment in Nan Huan's mind before she rejected it, because she could feel that the injuries the Evil God suffered last night had completely healed, and now Dong Gen's fingers could completely deal with them.

She didn't know what the reason was that made the other party act so violently without considering anything else, but Nan Huan keenly noticed that Man Wugui did not appear with her, and the evil god was determined to go all out.

Just when the yard was silent, Nan Huan and his group had retreated into the house and stood in front of Bei Xi's window.

The evil god moved too quickly. She thought about asking President Alice to take Bei Xi to hide outside first, but she quickly rejected this idea. Not to mention that they together were no match for the evil god, if they were separated at this time, both sides would probably die.

What she couldn't understand was why the evil god suddenly took action, so she always held on to one idea, hiding a bit of luck, and chose the second path.

"Miss, don't we need to take the president away? The outside world has completely fallen?"

President Barbie changed the weapon in her hand and smelled it with some confusion. They had made the previous plan and it was a do-or-die battle, so they had no way out. What's more, there was no other way out for them to choose, after all, the opponent was the evil god.

But standing here, waiting for the evil god to rush into the house and fighting to the death is indeed a bit too passive, and sweat broke out on everyone's forehead at the same time.

"We can't go far now. We can only wait."

Nan Huan spoke briefly and did not explain what they were waiting for. The others did not bother to ask any more questions because the evil god had already entered the house with black energy. She did not have a complete form at all, and she seemed like a large pile of forms crowded together, stepping into the house in some exaggerated shape.

“Everything is about to end,” the entangled black energy said in a desolate voice, “You are the one who caused all this.”

If before today, the hatred that the Evil God and Man Wugui had for her was because they could get what they needed from her, and she seemed to have some kind of connection with the Evil God in the past, then their hatred for her now was like Nan Huan not only dancing on her grave, but also covering it with someone else's stinking bones that had been there for decades.

And the opponent obviously didn't have the advantage of being talkative. As soon as he finished speaking, the lingering black air approached everyone without any explanation. Just when Nan Huan was hesitating whether to try it again with her own blood to see if it would work, she saw a circle of faint golden light suddenly burst out from where they were standing, with Bei Xi as the center, which directly blocked the black air and bounced it back.

Although that golden light was not as tenacious as the one that came out of his body last night, it was obvious that all the black energy, including the evil god, was afraid of it, even more than his own blood.

The evil god did not expect that such a thing would happen at this time. Although he was dissatisfied, he was still forced to retreat to the gate.

The rest of the people didn't expect that even when the leader was in such a state, he could still fire his weapons without making any noise. The weapons in their hands were sweaty, and they didn't dare to relax at all.

Because everyone present realized that the golden light now was different from that of last night. It was like a weak person that could only draw a circle to temporarily place everyone inside, protecting them from harm by the evil god, but it could not cause any harm to the other side at all. This could only be a stalemate unless the balance was broken.

For a moment, there was no sound in the room, but there seemed to be some kind of busyness in the air, because both sides were racking their brains quickly, as if trying to find a point to break the balance in this stalemate.

Only Nan Huan's eyes kept hesitating inside and outside the yard, with an obvious impatience on his face, as if he was cursing the unreliability of certain things in his heart.

A few seconds later, the system that had disappeared for a long time finally had to go online again.

【bite--

Because the game process was forced to move forward, the dungeon timeline was fast-forwarded directly to the final sacrifice - the Bai Lanyu Festival. 】

The current situation was difficult for the system to describe and seemed difficult to explain, so it simply chose not to explain it. It only revealed it with an ambiguous sentence. Without waiting for everyone to ask questions, it dropped a shocking bombshell, and then disappeared in everyone's surprise at lightning speed.

What does it mean to be forced to move forward? What does it mean to fast-forward the timeline?

So what do we do with this mission? Is it considered completed, or is it just left here, and does fast-forwarding directly to the final sacrifice mean that we can get out of here?

Not only the players, Nan Huan discovered that even the evil god did not seem to have expected such a scene to occur, so much so that Nan Huan was sure that the system's words just now were not a reminder specifically for them, but also related to the evil god.

But what does the final Bai Lanyu Festival have to do with the evil god?

Logically speaking, the evil god is just an NPC, but this final mission has a lot to do with her. Nan Huan feels that she seems to have almost grasped the key point, but it seems that there is always a little bit missing.

Everyone was confused, but everything in front of their eyes suddenly went dark, returning them to their familiar state.