chapter 6
Qi Mingda was completely dumbfounded. He couldn’t believe it as he opened his Wristband to confirm that he had exchanged for the Misfortune Item.
His Points were gone, and the Item had taken effect.
But why was Lu Li still standing alive right in front of him?!
Qi Mingda shoved Qiao Ren and raised his voice, “You fucking suspect me?”
Qiao Ren covered his face and pleaded, “Bro, how would I dare! It’s just that the situation right now is too bizarre!”
“Guess that kid’s just lucky!” Qi Mingda was both heartbroken over wasting fifty thousand Points and unwilling to accept it. His gaze toward Lu Li was filled with hatred. “Next time, I’ll make sure he gets a taste of my methods!”
The scene grew noisy and chaotic. Yu Tong’s mind was filled with a buzzing sound; she couldn’t hear a single word.
In despair, she reached out for the last Building Block.
She didn’t even manage to pull it out.
Scarlet liquid, like paint, began to flow down from the Building Block, running down her Arm and pooling at her feet.
Then it started to pour upward instead.
Her legs were completely enveloped in red; she couldn’t move.
Yu Tong shook her head in panic, “No! Don’t! I can’t move!”
She pleaded with the other Players, “Help me! Please help me! I don’t have enough Points to exchange for an Item. Does anyone have something to help me?”
The red “paint” kept flowing upward, slowly covering her mouth.
Yu Tong’s screams faded away.
Finally, it covered her head completely.
She turned into a red doll, her expression frozen in terror.
Nuo Nuo picked up the Yu Tong doll, unable to put it down, pressing her thumb against the doll’s face.
When she picked it up again, the doll’s expression matched the others in the room.
The corners of its mouth turned up, revealing a happy, fairy-tale smile.
She pressed the doll against her cheek, loving it more and more. “So pretty, it’s my favorite shade of red. When Daddy comes back, Nuo Nuo will ask him to buy you a new dress.”
She glanced outside, feeling sleepy. “It was so much fun playing with you all today. It’s already nighttime so soon. Everyone, hurry back to your rooms and rest.”
Nuo Nuo stepped back, and the roof closed overhead.
Of the ten doors lined up on the left, two vanished into thin air, leaving eight.
A twisted guiding line appeared at everyone’s feet, each corresponding to a door.
As Luo Jia Bai passed by Lu Li, he reminded him, “It’s Game Night now. Be very careful when trading abilities with your Evil God.”
“Careful not to get eaten by Him.”
–
Lu Li pushed open his room door, and was startled to see a Man in Black Robe sitting upright on his bed.
The man was as handsome as a deity, with deep features and thin lips pressed together. Even sitting, he gave off a sense of looking down from above.
The already cramped space now felt even more oppressive.
Lu Li felt as if he were being watched by a cold serpent.
“Sorry, I must’ve entered the wrong room.”
He rubbed his chilled Arm, apologized politely, and closed the door to leave.
Seeing the guiding line under his shoe, Lu Li frowned in confusion and reopened the door.
It really wasn’t an illusion.
There was truly a tall, noble, strikingly handsome, but utterly out-of-place man sitting on his bed.
He still asked politely,
“Sorry to bother you, but I think you might be in the wrong room…right?”
At this moment, the Bullet Comments in Lu Li’s Live Stream Room were in chaos:
[The screen’s black! Where’s the tech team? Moderator, hurry up and fix it! Which Evil God did he draw?!]
[We finally made it to Game Night, and this is what you show me? It’s so quiet I thought the internet was down!]
[Is the Game Night screen blocked because it’s the Evil God?]
[I’ve watched other Players who drew Evil Gods, and their streams were clear with normal sound. This Live Stream Room is so weird. What are they doing in the room now?]
–
Inside the room.
Lu Li closed the door and stood pressed against the wall.
He glanced at the man sitting on the edge of the bed, who was continuously emanating a low-pressure aura, and swallowed nervously.
“Are you the Underworld King?”
The man turned his eyes, his long legs crossed, fingers wrapped in pitch-black leather gloves resting on his knee.
His index finger tapped lightly.
Within the cramped space, Black Mist rose-the same kind Lu Li had seen during card draws.
But this time, the Black Mist solidified, resembling vines or Tentacles.
They lashed out from all directions.
With an uncontrollable, violent force, they wrapped around Lu Li’s limbs and dragged him to the bedside.
The sensation of being bound by Black Mist reminded Lu Li of his days in the Laboratory, and he frowned in discomfort.
Lu Li raised his wrist to explain, “It’s written on the Wristband. It was originally a card, and on the back it said ‘Underworld King.'”
“I heard that if you perform a Soul Exchange with a bound Evil Spirit, you can die completely… Ugh, could you loosen up a bit?”
The Black Mist tightened even more around Lu Li, leaving red marks. Against the stark contrast of his pale skin and the deep black, a strange sense of cruel beauty emerged.
The Underworld King had no interest in admiring the human’s beauty; he only felt Lu Li deserved to be cut into pieces.
He finally spoke, his voice low and cold, “Don’t confuse me with lowly creatures like Evil Spirits.”
The Necromancer Game was merely an amusement for Wraiths, Evil Spirits, and some Evil Gods in the Underworld.
Low-level and boring.
He never wasted much time on such things.
“I know.” Lu Li was being strangled so tightly he could barely speak, so he quickly soothed him in a raspy whisper, looking at him expectantly, “You’re the Underworld King, you’re the most powerful.”
“Can you kill me? I’ll trade my soul with you…”
Before Lu Li could finish, the Black Mist binding him ignited with blazing, ghostly blue Underworld Fire.
The flames grew fiercer and fiercer.
Soon, Lu Li was completely consumed.
The Underworld King watched as the figure in the flames gradually disappeared, nodding in satisfaction.
Underworld Fire could even kill powerful Evil Gods.
Let alone a mere human.
Being drawn out and bound as an Evil Spirit Bracelet by a human was the only stain in his memory.
Now the stain was erased, and he also blocked all content from Lu Li’s Live Stream Room for tonight.
Everything was resolved.
His black robe swept past the bed as the Underworld King withdrew the Underworld Fire. Seeing the pile of triangular ashes on the floor, he turned to leave.
Behind him came a rustling sound.
Lu Li complained, “Next time, could you give me a warning before you act? It really hurts when I have to repair myself.”
The Underworld King’s pupils contracted as he turned back.
Lu Li pulled the bedsheet over himself, a bit embarrassed.
“My body recovered, but my clothes were burned away.”
He looked hopefully at the Underworld King. “That fire didn’t really work. Do you have any other methods?”
For the next two hours,
they tried a dozen Eastern methods: slicing, skinning, drowning, and more.
Lu Li said in disappointment, “Aren’t you the boss here? Is this all you can do?”
The Underworld King’s authority and power were doubly challenged.
He directly split open space and brought over part of the Underworld Library’s collection from the Space-Time Teleportation Array.
Then they tried a dozen Western methods: curses, magic circles, illusions, and so on.
–
Finally, Lu Li was exhausted, lying on the floor, waving off the relentless Underworld King, “You’re too persistent. Let’s try again tomorrow.”
The Underworld King stared at Lu Li for a while, troubled.
“What is your purpose in approaching me?”
yaya
so cute lol