Chapter 37 Let's Set Sail, ███! "I'm just merciless..."
Zhu Wen was the first to react, a surge of anger rising within him, almost tearing off the jellyfish's shell, and he blurted out a curse word forbidden for minors—he had just started to feel a little better, only to be told that he had still chosen the wrong boat, and that the only thing he had over that bastard was actually where he had lost, so wasn't he completely defeated?!
He had never suffered such humiliation since he entered this game!
To make matters worse, the Giant suddenly lurched violently as if it were braking, slamming on the water and creating a loud splash. The two men were thrown overboard due to inertia.
Yan Bocheng rolled on the ground in a sorry state, crashing all the way down the first deck. The open-air banquet hall on the main deck also tilted, with people and objects falling down from one end to the other. Lin Feng and Pu Fengchun had just tentatively exchanged information when they were caught in the tablecloth of the long dining table and soaked in the spilled wine.
Pu Fengchun was positioned close to the railing and was almost swept off the ship. Fortunately, she had become familiar with the rhythm of this dog-like dungeon during her escape, and she nimbly grabbed the rigging before being pulled into the cabin by Undine for temporary shelter.
Zhu Wen defied the chaotic crowd who were scrambling to find something to hold onto, lightly hooked his dart onto the fence, and leaped back to the bow of the boat.
A fog enveloped him, and a much larger cruise ship was approaching from behind. Looking down, he saw familiar bubbles rising from the sea around the ship. Something had caught the ship, forcing it to slow down—the Giant was now directly above the temple. Lamiai had indeed arrived!
"Damn this dungeon!!!" Yan Bocheng yelled.
[Dungeon type unlocked]
[Instance Type: Extreme Survival]
Once the dungeon type was unlocked, it instantly topped the "Extreme Survival" category!
Main Quest 1 has been updated.
[Main Quests 1-3 (Final Quest) "I Am the Survivor": Mist, Sea of Misty Depths, Lost Voyage.]
[Mission Details: Survive for half an hour, starting from when the mission is unlocked.]
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"It's a timed survival dungeon?!" Lin Feng was shocked, his mind completely blank. "I thought it was at least an exploration or defense dungeon, if not a survey team dungeon! Ugh!"
After the Giant was forced to stop on the surface of the water and had just stabilized, it started to shake again, making Lin Feng feel nauseous.
"My family, you know what I'm going to say :)"
"Holy shit."
"Holy shit."
"Holy crap!!! I was completely dumbfounded when I watched Transformers: Giant Harbor!!!"
"How many more plot twists are there in this book?!?!?!?"
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Centered on the entire Colossus, an astonishing whirlpool arose on the sea surface. The whirlpool did not arise naturally, but rather was created by a group of half-human, half-snake monsters swirling around the cruise ship, stirring up the seawater and artificially creating the whirlpool. The cruise ship was trapped in the whirlpool, as if it were sinking into a swamp. The greater the shaking, the deeper it sank.
Strange cries rose and fell, their origins indistinguishable from anything human. Yet, they somehow became a “song,” echoing from the depths of the ocean floor, rippling through the waves, reaching the ears. It was as if the soul itself was caught in a whirlpool, swaying with the body until it lost its way, the body and soul dangerously “reunited” at that moment.
Zhu Wen suddenly recalled the cries of prisoners in the dungeon. It turned out they were imitating monsters! However, due to their human identities, they could only imitate them to a partial resemblance, lacking the magic to lure people into hell, so all they heard were wails.
"Little Black, when will Giant Harbor catch up with us!"
Yan Bocheng had no choice but to let go of the steps, bouncing around on the deck like a ball, protecting the tablet with one hand while struggling to operate it with the other: "...10 minutes!"
With the dungeon names and types being unlocked one after another, Xue Chao already knew the opposition's purpose.
The method of using the Divine Eye to break through the fog was probably leaked to the Voyager by the opposition, so the Voyager must have taken a Divine Eye with him when the Giant left port.
The underwater temple is on the only way to the mist. Once the Giant ships sail above the temple and attract Lamia's attention and fire, Giant Port can take the navigators and smuggled goods and sail into the mist.
The work was all arranged by the navigators; in reality, they were just cannon fodder for the opposition to reap the benefits.
When the Giant Port and the Giant Ship meet, it will be the last chance for the people on the Giant Ship to "transfer".
At this speed... it'll only take 10 minutes.
Xue Chao casually waved goodbye to his superior and went down into the cargo hold to check the smuggled goods.
The cargo hold was twice the size. In addition to the 125 boxes of coffins he had seized from the Giant, the other smuggled goods salvaged from the sea were piled up there, forming a mountain of gold and silver. He was almost blinded when he entered, as if he had entered a gold mine or a gem mine.
The Gold and Silver Mountain contains not only gold and silver jewelry, but also many severed limbs, some with their heads sticking out. These are prisoners who were rescued and buried in the Gold Mountain, making the entire Gold Mountain even more bizarre.
Xue Chao rummaged through the rubbish like a junk collector, trying to see if there was anything else inside. He ended up sweeping out an arm; the splattered blood had already dried, but the dragon tattoo was still clearly visible. The tattooing technique was truly excellent, as lifelike as the antique treasures brought by these monsters, especially the dragon eyes…
Longan suddenly moved, looked at Xue Chao, and then "swam" away again in the blink of an eye.
Then a soft, eerie voice came from Jinshan: "Please, pull me out."
Although it's the tattooed man's voice, it sounds like a tune from an opera troupe singing about an eight-hundred-year-old ghost... It's that thug!
Xue Chao scoffed, "Where did you come from? You're so rude."
"I'm not a ghost." The ghost thought for a moment and felt that "excuse me" was already giving the other party too much face. How could it be polite? Was it because the last four words were too declarative and sounded like a command?
So he changed his approach: "Excuse me, could you please pull me out?"
Xue Chao nodded, got up and left: "No, bury it."
The voice, which sounded neither male nor female, seductively said, "I thought you wanted to know why that investigator failed a year ago."
What's it to him? Xue Chao waved his hand lazily, not taking the bait at all, and opened the door to leave.
Seeing that scaring him wasn't working, the ghost changed its tune: "Alright then, I'll crawl out, you wait a moment."
Then, a rustling and clattering sound came from the gold and silver mountain. Even Xue Chao was speechless. He turned around and saw that the dragon-tattooed arm suddenly emerged from the gold mountain. He dug little by little from the ground and dragged out the entire body buried in the gold mountain.
His entire body, from top to bottom, was dead beyond any doubt, except for this arm, which, with a forceful movement, flung his body against the edge of the mountain, assuming a "sitting" position.
Then the dragon tattoo swam from the arm to the face, absorbed some dried blood, and became clearer. The dragon's posture changed, and a pair of dragon eyes were fixed on the position of the corpse's eyes. The tattooed man's corpse rolled his eyes, revealing a pair of crimson, non-human eyes.
Xue Chao: "...Are you really that evil god?"
"How did you know?" The tattooed thug's face showed an exaggerated expression of surprise at the strange thing, then he clicked his tongue in amazement, "I really am famous."
Xue Chao watched the entire process of summoning the god through the camera angle. This god should not belong to this instance. He was summoned by the believers. First, he was resurrected by the cat, and then he was transferred to the mute witch's body. It was like strolling in his own backyard. This aroused his vigilance at the time.
Later, when the followers who could not find Him asked for God a second time, it seemed to have failed, but Lin Feng, who was sacrificed, survived, which shows that it was not a failure.
From beginning to end, it was just that the god didn't want to pay attention to the tattooed man, deliberately preventing him from seeing his master until his death and from getting what he wanted.
It's truly despicable to deliberately tease and shatter the hopes of believers on their deathbeds.
Lin Feng suddenly fell silent in the dungeon, probably because he had been "silenced" by this thing.
The idea of luring him back by turning on the camera, hoping to get him killed by Zhu Wen, was probably instigated by this thing. Lin Feng doesn't seem to have the brains for that, and besides, even that devilish brat Zhu Wen is wary of it.
But whether it's a ghost or a god, isn't this guy a bit too unconventional?
"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me?" The devil was not only thick-skinned but also quite narcissistic. He seemed to want to tidy up his appearance, but given his current inability to support himself and the pitiful factory settings of his followers, it was quite difficult, so he quickly gave up. "This skin is a bit unsightly and can't hold me up. You'll have to make do."
"Lin Feng's telephone pole isn't much better." Xue Chao leaned against the door frame, scrutinizing him like a circus performer. "Didn't your cult consider this when recruiting followers?"
"Indeed, we should set some standards, otherwise people will say that my aesthetic sense as a god is bad, and I'll have nowhere to complain." The corpse's head suddenly moved, making a "closer" gesture to look back. Unlike Xue Chao, whose eyes naturally had a bit of ferocity, as if he would hurt people if he didn't smile, His eyes were full of smiles, brimming with a playful warmth, and He would blow on people's faces, cool and refreshing, without them even realizing it, seeing through the few ounces of rotting flesh hidden in people's hearts. "I think you're quite good-looking. So, do you want to believe me?"
Xue Chao let Him look him over: "The gods on the altar have to come down and sell things themselves. Isn't your religion going through a period of decline?"
"No, not at all. Finding fools in a world like this is like finding leeks in a field. After one crop dies, a new crop grows quickly. There's never a shortage of people." The ghostly thing slowly retreated, its smile widening. "You have a stable mindset. Really, why don't you consider coming? I'll give you an official position. You can then act as an accomplice to evil and do all sorts of bad things."
"Do you believe you can live forever?"
"Well, I'm not responsible for that," the evil god said truthfully.
"Stop talking nonsense." Xue Chao was too lazy to waste words with Him, stepped out of the cargo hold, and prepared to see how far they were from the Giant. "I can do evil on my own."
"Alright then." The evil god conceded again, but his tone was unhurried. The corpse's head suddenly drooped down as if it had "lost power," and the dragon tattoo swam all the way to its right leg, as if it was considering whether it could hop on one leg to catch up.
Xue Chao was already prepared for the possibility of something strange happening, but upon hearing this, he glanced at it with some surprise.
"Everyone says I'm approachable." This guy is quick to take advantage of any opportunity, quite open-minded, and the tattoo has returned to his face. "We're just not meant to be yet, an old friend of mine always says that."
"You still have friends?"
"You have a prejudice against me. Even my followers are treated with courtesy and sincerity, and respected as my friends. Of course, you are too." After rambling on about boasting for a while, the devil finally got to the point, "You should be able to guess what the main quest was a year ago?"
"I didn't guess."
The ghost gave a perfunctory "uh-huh" twice: "It's just what you think. The mission is to escape death and return to the port."
"But he completed the mission but was unable to leave the instance."
“Because he had already become part of the instance before the mission was completed,” Ghostly Thing said indifferently. “He died before returning to the port.”
"Did the Divine Eye allow him to crawl back after he died?"
“This is what I wanted to ask of you.” The evil god met Xue Chao’s cold gaze and laughed. “He used my things, which he obtained from my followers, to have a chance to breathe some yang energy again and leave the underwater temple by relying on the eyes of the banshee.”
Xue Chao understood: "When the dungeon opened last time, there were some talented people from your sect among the players. No wonder you didn't intend to respond to this body, but you felt that you had left something behind here, so you responded. You also encouraged Lin Feng to choose the opposition so that he could help you find something... He is already a follower of yours, so why don't you continue to use him? I am an outsider, so I am not at ease with him."
"Obedience and intelligence are mutually exclusive," the evil god sighed hypocritically.
Xue Chao chuckled: "You initially thought the item was among the smuggled goods, but it seems it wasn't. Where is it?"
"You're going to help me?"
"Perhaps I should hear what benefits I can get."
"The banshee sleeping beneath the underwater temple is the hidden boss of the dungeon. Once the boss battle is triggered, you can forget about the main quest. Do you think your senior stole the banshee's eyes beforehand, keeping a pair as souvenirs?"
Xue Chao immediately thought of the prisoners in the dungeon who became completely "quiet" after their eyes were gouged out: "Lamia fell into a deep sleep because she lost her eyes."
The evil god nodded: "The opposition deliberately gave the eye to the navigators so they could be used as bait to hold off the monsters from the underwater temple, allowing Giant Harbor to take the opportunity to sail through the fog. Even with your companions on the same path, the Giant won't be able to hold out for long. Sooner or later, the eyes will be returned to the Banshee's eye sockets by her familiars. When the Banshee awakens and fights a boss battle on someone else's territory, both Giant Harbor and the Giant will be doomed."
Xue Chao, however, missed the point and retorted sarcastically, "You call her a 'female demon,' yet you proclaim yourself a 'god'?"
"A demon is just a demon, and an evil god is still a god," the evil god laughed. "I'm just merciless."
Xue Chao quietly observed Him for a while. Through the layer of someone else's skin, the god, whose every word sounded like a lie, became even more indistinct, as if He were merely the maddened shadow of the original owner of this body. He tilted his head: "Lack of compassion means it's negotiable. I'm listening. Your sincerity?"
"That banshee smells awful. Although I'm restricted by the cultist's broken body because I'm not in the instance, I'm still enough to help you. And she's not the only one who can sing; I can keep her asleep."
"The upper lip touches the lower lip?"
"Heh, quite a few conditions." The evil god's voice suddenly turned cold, his sinister breath still carrying the decay of the corpse, like a ghost blowing out a life-saving lamp, tinged with the stench of blood. Xue Chao, several meters away, felt a numbness in half of his neck. When he frowned and looked at him coldly, the evil god's expression brightened, his smile returning. "Your eyes are truly beautiful... Since you're good-looking, what do you want?"
"When the two ships pass each other, you make the first move. Once Giant Port has safely sailed away, I'll help you get your things."
“Impressive,” the evil god exclaimed. “You’ve guessed where it is.”
The fact that Xue Chao dared to make this request shows that he knew what he was looking for was neither in the temple nor on the Giant Ship, but in Giant Port.
"Which opposition official? As her representative, she had the most contact with Divine Eye."
“That’s right, her gold ring is mine… Give it to me.” After saying this, the dragon tattooed face turned to face the cultist’s rugged, lifeless face, and closed his eyes to rest.
Without the ghostly object supporting him, the tattooed man's facial features relaxed, his head drooped limply, and he turned back into a corpse.
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