Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)
It’s worth mentioning that this obsidian statue was personally made by the girls. During these seven days, they not only had to learn the sacrificial dance but also spent their free time creating the statue.
Players found an opportunity here. The last step in creating the obsidian statue was to pour the contaminated fallen blood into it. If such a statue were placed in one’s home, it would subtly influence those around them, gradually turning them into followers of the Truth.
The players voluntarily took on the task of crafting the eyeballs of the statue and pouring the blood of Truth into them. Other girls were supposed to participate in this task as well, but they were completely overwhelmed. They were nowhere near as agile as the players, who had been strengthened by the system. While sewing might be suitable for these girls, crafting statues was still a bit too demanding for them.
The Black Robe Woman, disgusted by the girls’ inability to even craft statues properly, relegated them to extracting fallen blood. The players took control of all the crafting work. Although the process was exhausting, the players were happy to do it because it allowed them to seal the fallen blood with the divinity of the three great gods.
Finally, all one thousand statues were completed. Apart from their Old Ones-like appearance, they served no other purpose. That night, the girls returned home with gold coins and statues, while the female players returned to the construction site to mingle with the male players, awaiting the sacrificial ceremony three days later.
***
Lapland Forest Camp.
“That should be enough.” Xi Wei let out a sigh of relief as he watched the players enter their rest state.
“Yes, Master. I never expected these foreign workers building the altar to be so ruthless, sealing themselves inside stones…” Loli stood behind Xi Wei, gently massaging his shoulders. Her large eyes blinked as she spoke with emotion.
It was the first time she had seen humans with such strong fighting will. This kind of determination to achieve a plan through any means necessary was something she had only seen in Orcs, and even then, those Orcs were influenced by the souls of their ancestors.
“This is nothing. There are even more ruthless tactics you haven’t seen,” Xi Wei leaned back comfortably into Loli’s embrace, his head sinking into the soft cushions. A nostalgic light flickered in his eyes. He recalled how the players had attacked Winter Fort for a full month to kill the previous Xi Wei. They had worn down Clemon with sheer numbers and then swarmed the previous Xi Wei to death in his bedroom. The players’ corpses hadn’t even disappeared before they completely blocked the castle’s corridors.
At that time, the players were very united because they were certain Ruo Yi was dead. However, this time was different. Xi Wei had restricted the players’ development, and Ruo Yi was in an unknown state between life and death. Coupled with Ye Hao’s idiotic actions, the players’ strength had not been fully united. By the time they thought about attacking Winter Fort, Xi Wei had already made preparations. He intercepted the player army in front of Winter City, not to mention that Loli had helped him then. Without Loli, he would likely be dead by now.
“What is Master thinking about?” Loli’s hand moved up from Xi Wei’s shoulder, caressing his cheek, and finally settling on his temples, gently massaging them to ease his stress. Ruo Yi had gone to prepare dinner; the two maids were each attending to their duties.
“I’m thinking that if it weren’t for you and Ruo Yi, I might have died long ago.”
“What are you saying!” Loli paused, her voice tinged with a playful scold. She stood on her tiptoes and, mimicking how Xi Wei usually teased her, rested her chin on his head, speaking softly, “If it weren’t for you, Master, I might have died in that alley. If it weren’t for you, Master, Elder Sister Ruo Yi might not have escaped the clutches of that hypocrite, Ye Hao.”
“Yes.” Ruo Yi approached, carrying a plate of fragrant food. She bent down to place the plate on the table, took out a bottle of red wine from her Space Ring, and poured it into a goblet. She brought over three leather chairs and placed them in front of the table. Finally, she lit the white candle in the center of the table. Thus, a simple candlelight dinner was prepared for the King of Winter and his two most beloved maids.
Ruo Yi pulled out a chair and said with a smile, “You made us who we are, and because of that, we can stay by your side. Providing you with some insignificant help afterward was only natural.”
“Insignificant?” Xi Wei took Loli and Ruo Yi’s hands and sat down. “You are already goddesses now. I wouldn’t dare say your help was insignificant.”
“Hehe~” Loli giggled playfully, covering her mouth. Her eyes sparkled as she gazed intently at Xi Wei. “Then you are also a king who can have two goddesses willingly serve him. There isn’t another in the entire Cain Continent. This shows how noble you are~”
“Exactly, exactly. Perhaps in the future, it won’t be just two goddesses,” Ruo Yi chimed in, counting on her fingers. “There’s Bai Yao, You Ye, Connie, Nina, Sakura… Tsk, tsk. Wherever you are, that is the Divine Kingdom.”
“Alright, you two are ganging up on me now, aren’t you? I can’t win against you two, so I’ll just shut you up later tonight!” Xi Wei wrapped his arms around the soft, slender waists of the two maids, a wicked smile playing on his lips. Loli and Ruo Yi knew Xi Wei’s words held a double meaning. They exchanged glances, their faces flushing as they smiled charmingly.
***
Three days later, in the morning, at the sacrificial altar.
King Suvenas of Kalun, dressed in his finest attire, made his appearance. It was winter, and everyone was wearing thick clothes. However, Suvenas’s attire was rather bizarre. He had wrapped himself into a giant ball. Perhaps his aesthetic sense had changed after being contaminated by the Old Ones. His clothes were gaudy and haphazardly wrapped like a shroud. A golden belt, about to burst, was tied around his waist. Gemstone accessories sparkled on his neck and wrists, primarily in green and red. Although his overall appearance was ostentatious, it gave the illusion of a walking garbage heap.
He wore a golden dragon-headed crown and held a scepter of pure gold and rubies. A strong perfume emanated from him. As he walked past the players, the Foul Smell of the swamp mixed with perfume and the stench of decaying corpses almost made them vomit. They couldn’t see the King’s expression. The King of the Alchemical Holy Kingdom had his head wrapped in yellow bandages, wearing a hat similar to those worn by Arabs. Only a pair of bloodshot eyes with very small pupils were visible. He walked with heavy steps, panting with each stride.
The residents of the Royal City who had come to witness the sacrifice looked utterly stunned. They weren’t unfamiliar with the King; he had given an inspiring speech in the Royal City just last month. At that time, although the King was overweight, he was elegantly dressed and graceful, nothing like the mountain of flesh he appeared to be now.
