“Holy shit, he’s actually eating it!
Hurry!
Pure Love War God, use the door panel to put him out of his misery!”
Watching the five bald-headed guys scramble to give their teammate a “humane destruction” over there, Sivier, the native little nun who had been hiding in the corner, felt that her worldview had suffered a massive impact.
She stared blankly at the Aberrant Corrupted Corpse on the ground, a creature that once terrified the entire town and could easily tear apart city walls.
Now, this terrifying monster had been hacked to pieces, its entrails spilling all over the floor.
And these believers summoned by Lord Deity… not only did they not have the slightest fear of the darkness, but they were even… even tasting the monster’s brains and venom?!
And while foaming at the mouth, they were shouting excitedly?
What kind of monsters were these, crazier than anomalies and more cruel than demons!
Sivier trembled violently all over, not out of fear of the corpse on the ground, but out of extreme awe.
She turned around, facing Lynn’s stone statue full of cracks, and heavily dropped to her knees with a thud.
If her prayers previously carried despair, now, her eyes were filled only with fanaticism and endless reverence!
“Oh, my great Lord… Please forgive my previous ignorance and cowardice!”
Sivier buried her head deeply into the cold stone slab, her voice trembling with excitement:
“Just what kind of terrifying familiars have you summoned from the deepest depths of the abyss!
Facing such filthy evil, they actually take pleasure in toying with and eating them raw!”
“So, you are truly the most unspeakable Supreme Overlord in this world!”
“That hypocritical Church of Light is simply not worth mentioning in front of your familiars!”
Listening to the little nun’s fanatical over-interpretations that had brainwashed herself to unknown dimensions, Lynn, sitting upright on the altar, couldn’t laugh at all inside.
Unspeakable my ass!
Supreme Overlord my ass!
At this moment, although the surface of the statue was still pretendingly shimmering with a majestic faint light, his heart was bleeding and wiping sweat wildly.
Because in the half minute he listened to Sivier’s prayer, those five idiot players saw that they couldn’t loot any equipment, and actually started moving against the furnishings in the church!
[Passing Pure Love God of War] was sticking his butt out, trying to snap off the sterling silver candlestick in front of the altar.
[Ji Li] was using a wooden board to pry the iron nails on the church door, muttering, “This thing is definitely an important early-stage material for iron smelting.”
Even [Malou Also Has Dignity], who had just suffered a poison relapse and been rescued and resurrected by his teammates, was now lying on the ground, frantically scraping at the moss growing on the floor tiles.
“Holy shit, Pure Love War God, don’t fight with me over this.
If I snap off this sterling silver candlestick, I can take it to the blacksmith’s shop to melt it and forge equipment!”
“Bullshit!
What does a poor bastard like you know, this thing taken to the pawnshop can definitely exchange for our first pot of gold!
Get up for me!”
Inside the dilapidated church, the art style had completely mutated from hardcore Cthulhu survival into bandits entering a village!
[Passing Pure Love God of War] was stepping on the altar with one foot, hugging the only unrusted sterling silver candlestick on it tightly with both hands, his face turning red with exertion, looking like he was going to uproot the thing entirely.
On the other side, the pro player [Ji Li] was holding a wooden board with a sharp broken end, sweating profusely as she pried at the few remaining iron nails on the door.
She muttered under her breath: “In ordinary survival games, iron ore resources are too scarce in the early stage, these nails are definitely key crafting materials…”
As for the honest guy [Kindergarten Boss], he was trying to dig out those fat, white mutated woodlice under the floor tiles with his hands.
And [Malou Also Has Dignity], who had just been rescued and “humanely destroyed” by his teammates using a door panel and walked out of the respawn point again, was now lying at the base of a stone pillar in the corner, frantically scraping the moss on it with his fingernails.
“Brothers, I just tasted the flavor!”
“This moss has a bit of a sour and astringent taste, the system classifies it as a low-level herb, it can definitely be rolled into a hemostatic bandage!”
Hiding behind the altar, the little nun Sivier tightly covered her mouth with both hands, afraid that she would cry out in terror.
Inside her severely malnourished little head, an extremely explosive brainstorming session was taking place:
Heavens!
Could it be that these believers of Lord Deity wouldn’t even spare stones and iron nails?
And at this moment, Lynn finally couldn’t watch anymore!
“These living ancestors!
The only thing left in my rundown temple to keep up some facade is that silver candlestick, and you fucking want to swipe even this from me?”
If these fourth calamity players weren’t stopped, they could dismantle this church within five minutes until not even a single intact brick was left!
“System!
Immediately initiate a full-server maintenance!
Kick the five of them offline for me first!”
Lynn issued the command without hesitation.
Ding!
The five players who were frantically wreaking havoc suddenly had the exact center of their vision covered by a dazzling blood-red light screen, and a line of large characters popped out:
[Full-Server Emergency Hotfix / Downtime Maintenance Announcement]
[Respected players, due to the first test data being fully packed (current online player count: 5 / 5), the server needs to conduct underlying logic sorting and new class loading.]
[The game will force all players offline in 10 seconds, please find a safe area to wait.]
[Countdown: 10, 9, 8…]
“Holy shit?
Maintaining already?”
[Passing Pure Love God of War] yelled anxiously, “Don’t!
I’m about to snap this candlestick off!
It’s just a tiny bit of durability away!”
[Malou Also Has Dignity] panicked, “Wait!
My bag isn’t full of moss yet!
Ah no wait, this game doesn’t have an inventory system, my underpants aren’t stuffed full of moss yet!”
[Malou Also Has Dignity] got anxious, his two hands digging the ground frantically like an excavator.
[I Am Not Jiahao] stood to the side, hands tucked into the edges of his large underpants, and sneered, “Heh, my peers are still screaming over some piece of junk metal, while I had long seen through the underlying logic of the game company controlling output.
This is called hunger marketing, it’s very… you guys understand, right?”
“Understand your grandpa, come help me pull out the nails!” [Ji Li] was so anxious she abandoned her pro-player demeanor.
“3, 2, 1… Forced offline!”
There was no room for negotiation.
The players who were jumping up and down in the church the second before, looking just like five old rhesus monkeys from Mount Emei, instantly turned into five clusters of grayish-white ashes and dissipated into the air, not leaving even a speck of residue behind.
The entire church instantly returned to a dead silence.
Only the howling wind outside the door and the foul-smelling remains of the Aberrant Corrupted Corpse on the ground proved that everything that had just happened was not an illusion.
“Hoo…”
Lynn let out a long sigh of relief; these ancestors of his had finally left.
After the surroundings quieted down, Lynn finally had time to sort through the messy memories in his mind.
Because the process of transmigration plus system binding was too stimulating, until now did he truly realize what kind of hellish starting situation he was currently in.
In this world, humans cannot survive alone in the wilderness.
Because the darkness is filled with unspeakable evil gods and the endless eerie monsters they spread.
Ordinary people, as long as they leave the safe zone, will be chewed up in minutes until not even bone fragments are left, and even their souls will be dragged off to do illegal manual labor.
And the so-called “safe zones” are those areas sheltered by deities.
Towns must rely on the power of deities to prop up barriers; inside the barrier is a pure land where people barely manage to survive, while outside the barrier is a true flesh-and-blood hell.
Among deities, there is also a strict class-based chain of contempt.
Those orthodox main gods control the most fertile land in the center of the continent and the largest believer base.
While marginal wild gods like Lynn were forcefully squeezed out to the very edge of the continent by their peers.
His believers died until only the skinny little nun in front of him was left, even the church she lived in leaked wind from all four sides, and his divine persona could shatter into a pile of debris at any time.