...left so cleanly, leaving behind only a soulless vessel.

Bai Liu knew very well that everything he did was just to deceive Hei Tao into liking him, and then his death, his pain, and his pain of betrayal followed.

Spade is a very special player, he has no soul and simply exists as a container, so Bai Liu cannot complete a soul transaction with him to control him.

The defense of this container named Spade is extremely strong. Even if an attack breaks through the defense barrier and hits Spade, or even beats Spade half to death, it will not make Spade, an intuitive creature, feel "pain".

This guy's mind is so clear that only victory and defeat matter, and he won't feel any physical pain from any external attack.

The only sacrifice to Spade's pain can be psychological.

That is to make Spade develop an emotional attachment to someone, and then use this medium to make Spade feel pain.

That's what Bai Liu did.

If Spade had a soul, the whole process would be much simpler.

Bai Liu only needs to trade souls with Spade, because after the soul trade, the player who sold the soul to him will develop an irresistible emotional dependence on him, and Bai Liu can easily make the other party feel pain through his own "death".

For example, Liu Jiayi and Tang Erda.

Fortunately, Spade was very simple, and the whole process was not difficult for Bai Liu. Although the level of favorability was unclear in the end, Spade did develop feelings for him that were at least more than friendship.

【Except you, no one is not afraid of me. 】

【I like you very much. 】

[Do I need your consent to kiss you? ]

【Sorry, don't hate me. 】

【Will you marry me? 】

【Don't lie to me. 】

Spade's pain is nothing more than Bai Liu's most precious and pious sacrifice to the evil god.

So now he is suspended here, facing this container, struggling with himself...

Is it valuable?

No value.

After the sacrifice, the offering is the most worthless thing.

It's not worth his lingering thoughts.

Bai Liu's fingers, which hung down at his sides, gently clenched and grasped the whip. The black color that had been under control on the whip began to slowly climb up again, and it was only a hair's breadth away from completely dyeing the entire whip black.

He calmly withdrew his gaze from the bottom of the lake, turned around in the water, and when he raised his head his expression was as indifferent as if nothing had happened.

Bai Liu raised his hand, and the huge corpse hand rose up gently, ready to send Bai Liu, who was standing on the back of its hand, out of the lake.

The whip that fell to the bottom of the lake slowly rose up. At the moment when it was about to completely leave the lake surface, a cold white hand suddenly emerged from the bottom of the lake, grabbed the whip tightly, and pulled it down hard.

Bai Liu, who was pulled away from the corpse's hand, turned around and looked at the hand, with bubbles coming out of the corners of his mouth.

...How is that possible? He couldn't feel Spade's presence in this game at all.

Now, pulling his hand gave Bai Liu a very familiar yet strange feeling, as if it was a spade, but also as if it was not a spade.

Another hand emerged from the mud and sand, also grasping the whip and pulling downwards. The movement was strong and fast, and Bai Liu was pulled down unexpectedly, falling to the bottom of the lake very quickly. At the moment when he was about to hit the mud and sand, something broke out from the bottom of the lake and caught Bai Liu steadily.

Her long, silver-blue curly hair floated on the turbid lake bottom, her pure eyes looked down like a god bestowing mercy on the world, she held her only believer in her arms, her voice soft and gentle.

"You are my only believer, so you cannot believe in others."

One of Tavel's eyes was a shimmering silver-blue, and the other was a bottomless black. He bent down, calmly grasped the whip in Bai Liu's arms and pulled upwards. Bai Liu was pulled up and moved closer to Tavel:

"You can imagine that I left you behind, went out and wreaked havoc, betrayed me and believed in someone else, hurt yourself, and erased yourself."

"I'll be angry, Bai Liu."

[System prompt: Player Spade uses his personal skill (Degenerate into Monster), forcibly reducing his spirit value to 0]

[System prompt: Player Spade is equipped with the Monster Book identity "Monster Book: The Fallen Old Evil God"]

Bai Liu's pupils shrank rapidly.

On the lake.

Nishen, who was squatting on the shore, seemed to have noticed the changes in the lake. He stood up suddenly, his expression changed drastically: "This Black Spade guy is too chaotic!"

"In order to avoid quitting the game and continue fighting Bai Liu, he actually used his skills in a place like the game pool. The world line in the game pool can't bear his monsterization at all. Does he want to destroy this game world line!"

"All of you, quit the game right now!" Nishen turned around and roared, "Quick!"

When Bai Jiamu and Bai Yi heard that Heitao had used his personal skill, their faces changed. Bai Yi couldn't help but exclaimed, "Using a skill in a place like this, does Heitao want us to be wiped out?"

"Stop talking nonsense and go! Otherwise you will really become the corpse teammate of Spade!" Bai Jiamu hit Bai Yi on the head.

Bai Yi and Bai Jiamu called up the panel and simply quit the game.

When Nishen saw that Tang Erda and Liu Jiayi had not left, the expression on his face was about to crack, and he collapsed and said: "Why are you still here! Go away!"

Liu Jiayi stared at the lake steadily: "Bai Liu hasn't come out yet."

Tang Er turned his head to look at Nishen: "The person who was most affected by Heitao's skill, Bai Liu, is going to meet him and go with him."

"You went crazy when you saw Spade using his skills!" Nishen held his forehead helplessly, "The destructive power of that guy's personal skills is terrifying, and he doesn't have enough control over his skills. Every time he uses a skill, he can only maintain consciousness for a short period of time, and then he loses his self-awareness and attacks indiscriminately."

"Spade himself is well aware of the destructive power of his skills. No matter what the situation is, he has almost never used his skills in the game." Nishen turned his head to look at the lake, took a deep breath with an inexplicable look, "...but this time, he is so stubborn that he really doesn't want to leave easily..."

"This is terrible... Two evil god-level characters appear in the same game together, and they refuse to leave." Nishen put his hand on the back of his neck, and he turned his neck, his eyes were cold, but there was a casual smile in his tone, "I don't know if I can control it."

"These two little bastards in the madness of love are really good at causing trouble for the people around them." Nishen exhaled, "But now I have no choice but to force it."

[System prompt: Does the player, the God-defying Judge, use the skill weapon (the Judge's Cross Heavy Sword)? ]

【Sure】.

A huge cross-shaped heavy sword appeared across Ni Shen's back, and the handle of the sword was just grasped by Ni Shen's hand behind his neck.

The sword was huge, with a blade about two meters long and a width of about two adult palms. The horizontal handle was also fifty to sixty centimeters long. At first glance, it looked like a cross and was very heavy, weighing down Nishen so much that his shoulders lowered a little.

"It's so heavy..." Nishen complained, "Why is the skill weapon so heavy? Isn't it made from my desire? Make it lighter for me."

Before he finished speaking, the lake in front of him, which had been calm till then, suddenly formed a whirlpool in the center. It spun and sucked everything around it, whether it was grass, dead trees, corpses, or things on the shore, into some kind of abstract colorful lines.

The whole world was like a game that collapsed after hitting a bug, and began to disappear little by little with the whirlpool in the lake as the center, and this disappearance soon spread to Nishen and Tang Er on the shore.

Tang Erda quickly carried Liu Jiayi on his back and jumped to a place that had not yet collapsed, with a serious look on his face.

"Go out." Nishen said calmly without looking back, "I will bring your tactician out safely."

"I don't like casualties."

The flowing colored lines were sucked into the vortex crazily. Tang Erda glanced at Nishen and the heavy sword on his shoulder, patted Liu Jiayi, and said calmly: "Let's go first. We can't help if we stay here."

Liu Jiayi stared at Nishen's back, bit her lower lip, and finally pointed at the panel: "I know."

They never get involved in anything that Bai Liu doesn't allow them to get involved in.

Liu Jiayi and Tang Erda quit the game.

Nishen finally breathed a sigh of relief and left.

He was not sure that he could protect Liu Jiayi and Tang Erda from two evil god-level characters.

Nishen glanced at the lake where the vortex was getting bigger and bigger, took a deep breath helplessly, then jumped in with the sword in hand without hesitation, and swam towards the center of the vortex that was sucking everything away.

...Spades is really messing around.

Knowing that the evil god is searching everywhere for his fallen monster book soul identity - the old evil god Tavier, he wants to completely pollute this identity card.

Then Spade actually unsealed his soul in a game full of evil pollution sources, summoning the monster identity of Tavel, which triggered the collapse of the world line and forced him to absorb and store everything in this world.

If the monster identity of Tavel is completely contaminated by the evil god, the souls of Spade will be completely hopeless, and they will really become NPCs in the game who have no self-awareness and only know how to attack.

——It will become a complete monster that will never be able to leave the game again.

The center of the whirlpool has rolled to the bottom of the lake, revealing a patch of exposed mud. Kneeling on the mud are two people, or monsters, hugging each other.

The lines of the entire world mixed in the lake water and continuously poured into Tavel's back. He hugged Bai Liu, his eyes becoming increasingly blurred: "I didn't abandon you and leave. I have always been... trying very hard to stay by your side and come to see you."

Bai Liu grabbed Tavier's shoulders tightly with both hands and buried his head in Tavier's arms: "...I know."

"Don't hate me." Tavel's voice was so light that it was almost ethereal. He raised his hands to hug Bai Liu, but fell down halfway. "Don't... sacrifice your pain to the evil god. Don't do things you hate for me."

"I would be very angry... and very sad," Tawil said very softly.

Bai Liu took a deep breath and said, "I won't do that again. Never again."

Tavel lowered his head and placed it on Bai Liu's shoulder, his lips were so pale that there was no trace of blood.

He saw the whip beside Bai Liu that was still turning black, and said softly, "You are lying, you are deceiving me."

"You can't control your desires, and you still want the power that the evil god gave you. Why?"

Bai Liu's lips were pressed into a straight line.

Tawil lowered his eyelashes and said, "Are you so disgusted with me that you don't even want to answer me?"

The lake water behind him being absorbed by Tawil became redder and thicker. The old wooden sculpture of the evil god was smiling in the lake. The gap in the heart of the sculpture was getting bigger and bigger. A large amount of red paint poured out from the gap, turning all the lake water red.

As the lake water poured into Tavel's body, his silver-blue eyes, which had been glowing with light, became unfocused, and his voice became more and more austere and trance-like: "-Are you really unwilling to believe in me anymore?"

[System warning: Player Spade's Monster Book identity "The Fallen Old Evil God" is about to lose control of his desires! Please remove your identity equipment immediately! ]

"Do you really want everything he can give you?" Tawil's voice was intermittent, revealing an unsettling emotion. "Everything he can give you, I can give you too."

Tavel suddenly pressed down on Bai Liu, holding Bai Liu's hands with one hand and pressing them to the ground. His eyes showed a kind of out-of-control obsession, but his tone was very gentle:

"I am the only God you believe in, and God will not allow you to abandon your faith."

"If you really want to be completely corrupted by an evil god, that evil god should be me."

Tavel's long eyelashes trembled slightly. He leaned over and put his forehead against Bai Liu's heart. At the same time, he awkwardly put his hand under the hem of Bai Liu's shirt: "I will completely pollute you, Bai Liu."