The Players and the Protagonist Want to Kill Me – Chapter 1036

Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)

Blue Star, S City, XX Residential Area, A Certain Household.

Wang Xiaoming had only been playing the game for a short while when he encountered a siege battle. Just as he happily teamed up with his friends and rushed down the city wall, eager for a satisfying battle with the monsters.

A strange pressure descended.

He looked in the direction of the pressure.

He saw a terrifying monster wearing a golden crown!

[Pope of Light (Corrupted)]

[Tier: Peak Legendary-grade ~ Demigod]

Whether it was an illusion, the system’s prompts became a bit blurry, flickering as if affected by electromagnetic interference.

“Strange… Is the UI bugged?”

While he was still wondering.

A scarlet energy wave flashed before his eyes.

The next moment, Wang Xiaoming was stunned.

It was as if a box had opened in his mind.

With a “click.”

The world changed—

He was no longer on the Cain Continent.

He was back in his room.

The room seemed stained with blood, the blood originating from a blood moon outside the window, yet he remembered that his world shouldn’t have a blood moon.

Just as he tried to focus his thoughts.

His mind suddenly became manic, feeling as if the surrounding environment, this home, everything was rejecting him, exuding a strange malevolence.

He saw the books on the table begin to twist and writhe, pens and erasers growing wriggling tentacles, chairs taking on four suction-cupped legs and scurrying away, the alarm clock opening a mouth full of sharp teeth and grinning lips, emitting a shrill howl, the curtains like dark curtains, yet speckled with pale, trembling eyeballs…

“Ah—!!”

Wang Xiaoming felt his head splitting.

The manic emotions didn’t last long.

Then, an irresistible sadness swept over his mind.

He was useless!

He couldn’t do anything right!

The apathetic gazes of his parents, the mockery of his classmates, the disdain of the girl he secretly liked…

One negative emotion after another assailed him, making Wang Xiaoming feel that someone like him didn’t deserve to exist in this world. He might as well die, jumping straight off the building.

But this was immediately followed by euphoria.

He thought of many, many happy things.

For example, the cat he had cruelly killed when he was young.

Then came rage!

He smashed the scurrying chair, the howling alarm clock, even though the chair legs were still wriggling like snakes, and the alarm clock’s mouth split into several pieces, still screaming.

Cthulhu’s top-to-bottom pollution strategy had long since affected Wang Xiaoming’s parents. Under subtle, shallow pollution, Wang Xiaoming was unknowingly planted with the seeds of corruption. Then, in the [Cain Continent], he encountered the Pope, deliberately manipulated by Bag’hath and released pollution, causing the seeds to sprout. His mental pollution finally erupted at this moment, sudden, unstoppable, and irreversible!!

The room changed again.

Sinking into the deep sea, sharks floated outside the window.

Raging seawater rushed in, instantly flooding every corner of the room. Wang Xiaoming was submerged in the water, immediately feeling suffocated, as if a slippery, slimy seaweed was constricting his throat.

The sense of suffocation grew stronger.

The world began to spin and invert.

What followed was the inversion of perception and senses.

Left became right, up became down.

Naturally, the truth of the world.

In his eyes, he seemed to see countless versions of himself being submerged by the sea, a majestic deep-sea city crushing down, grinding each and every one of them into dust. Within that deep-sea city, a terrifying and colossal figure loomed— what immense power was this!

Subconsciously.

He uttered the name of that silhouette, with fervor and dread.

“Cthulhu—!!”

It was as if he inherently knew the name of that silhouette.

Darkness spread—extending from the books, surging from beneath the curtains, spewing from the howling alarm clock’s mouth, seeping from the seawater, squeezing out from the cracks in the floor… They banished all light, completely engulfing the mad soul, and then followed the “bridge” deep within the soul, connecting to another continent on the other side of deep space, launching an attack. The darkness polluted the bridge, reaching the other end, and continued to spread.

One player had fallen into corruption, but this was not the end. Eighty percent of the players in Paxing City almost instantly fell into corruption, transforming into Old Ones’ Retainers with octopus heads and brandishing tentacles.

Because this corruption was from the inside out, fundamental, permeating from Blue Star into Cain, it was equivalent to the transformed Old Ones’ Retainers landing on the Cain Continent. This completely nullified the previously set system where exceeding San Value resulted in automatic death.

After completing the pollution, the Pope, manipulated by Bag’hath, immediately teleported to the next city being besieged by monsters. These monsters included native demons and players controlled by the Old Ones. For instance, Da Sima and other Goblin players were now red-eyed, joining the ranks of the attacking monsters.

Using monster sieges to attract players.

Then having the polluter appear and complete the corruption instantly.

One link after another, at extreme speed.

When the players who sensed something was wrong reported to Loli and Ruo Yi, the pollution had already swept through almost the entire North Continent and was continuing to ravage the South Continent.

As the pollution spread, the corrupted Pope of Light’s strength gradually climbed to the Demigod level. No one could stop him wherever he went. Coupled with his hit-and-run tactics, he was now at a point where he was difficult to contain unless a god intervened.

However, the gods were currently in no position to help themselves.

They had no time or energy to deal with what was happening in the main material plane.

Because the Crystal Wall System of the Cain Continent had shattered.

The Old Ones’ Dominions had taken advantage of the breach.

The gods had become the last line of defense for the Cain Continent.

Cain Continent.

Crystal Wall System—

In the endless star field.

This space, which should have been sacred, had been replaced by twisted chaotic energy.

The galaxy had transformed into a flowing river of decay, the stars resembled pale eyeballs, the asteroid belts became writhing tentacles, chaos, disorder, intertwined with sanity-shattering howls that reverberated through every corner of the universe.

The Crystal Wall System was shattering inch by inch. The energy threads connecting each part of the Crystal Wall System were entwined with cobweb-like chaotic energy. Twelve Old Ones’ Dominions surrounded the Holy Dragon, like spiders preying on their prey. The twisted and disordered chaotic energy spread out like a spider’s web, suppressing the Holy Dragon within.

The Holy Dragon stared fiercely at the surrounding Old Ones’ Dominions with her pair of azure eyes. She still had the capacity to resist. The chaotic energy binding her was not fatal, and could not even penetrate her sacred dragon scales.

Beneath her, at her heart, was the Cain Will.

And the sleeping Cain Will was cradling the azure world.

That was the Cain Continent.

But now, a cluster of chaotic energy spread out from the Cain Continent, not only connecting to the Cain Will and eroding the slumbering Cain Will, but also connecting to the Holy Dragon’s heart, becoming the Holy Dragon’s fatal wound, leaving her with no remaining strength to maintain the Crystal Wall System.

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