Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon

Chapter 177: Chapter 176: Divine Envoy Appears Chapter 177: Chapter 176: Divine Envoy Appears “`”Is he also a member of the Heretical Cult?”

Chaoyang felt that things were getting weirder. After all, the man he encountered didn’t just seem well-meaning and responsible—he was a far cry from the evil, insane cultists.

“Could it be a disguise? He has the ability to make people forget, so he’s definitely not ordinary. Plus, there was a thick fog that night. If it’s related to him, then it seems plausible that Hidden Mist Sect members and the seventh Evil God follower had a big gathering.”

“We’ll have to confirm it when we get the chance. I’ll inform the others to be on their guard. However, our main target is still the Divine Envoy himself,” Chaoyang said.

Having said that, he sent two messages to all players.

“Qianyuan MeiKo successfully uncovered a secret message, reward: 500 points.”

“Additional task: Make contact with the guest Leisk to confirm his identity.”

“Looks like Aibuvich really was a fake?” Zhang Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow after scanning the pop-up message, “But is Leisk also in the hall? I have no recollection.”

“Who’s Leisk?” Anthony rubbed his forehead.

“Mr. Host, could you not pop up messages suddenly next time?” Cui Zhen’en complained somewhat, “It really breaks the immersion… Especially for tasks that are riddle-like, can’t we figure out the answers ourselves?”

“Look quickly,” Zhou Zhi suddenly reminded everyone, “the movie’s ended.”

The light streaming through the hole once again became bright, the screen gradually rose, and the stage reappeared before everyone’s eyes.

But this time, there was more on the stage.

—There were six stone plinths about one meter tall, each carved with rose patterns. But that wasn’t the point. The key thing was that atop each plinth sat a clear glass jar, and each jar contained a whole brain, submerged in fluid.

“Roses… Brains… These are elements from the sacrificial altar inside the Heigang Building…” Zhang Zhiyuan and the others, who had also been shared the relevant intelligence, recognized what these represented at a glance.

“But what does this combination mean?” Zhou Zhi asked, not quite understanding.

“I’ve thought about it for a long time,” Cui Zhen’en pondered, “the roses are withered, the brains are fresh; these represent the two endpoints of life. And according to the information provided by the city guard, the miracles previously demonstrated by the cult were restoring youth. Perhaps the combination is meant to symbolize the transition from death to life, the manipulation of life and death.”

Everyone fell into a thoughtful silence.

You had to admit, this explanation seemed quite reasonable.

At that moment, the man wearing the wolf’s head mask—Aibuvich—stepped back onto the stage again and spoke loudly to the assembly, “Ladies and gentlemen, this event has been held eight times. I know some of you are no longer satisfied with just watching, you might want to try it yourself. Not only to torment prisoners who can’t dodge, but also those targets full of spirit and agility are worth hunting. Or maybe you have other things you want to do, pleasures you wish to indulge in to the fullest! After all, the world is so vast, one could revel for several lifetimes and never grow bored.”

“Sadly, the most precious time of a person’s life is just a short decade or so. When you’ve amassed endless wealth and find yourself growing feeble, your muscles slackening, and needing assistance just to go downstairs, where would be the will to enjoy life?” he spread his arms to the crowd, “Even if someone here is young now, will you stay young after thirty, forty years? Take me… I’m starting to feel a little less capable in bed. And don’t laugh, but these days, satisfying a woman is harder than killing her.”

A burst of laughter rolled through the crowd.

“He’s right! I’ve got ten wives at home, and every night I don’t know what to do with them!”

“Then why do you still mess around outside?”

“I’m not giving you guys so much money every year just to hear your jokes! Where’s the Divine Envoy?””Right, I came because I heard about the miracle, don’t beat around the bush anymore!”

They discussed passionately as if they were already fantasizing about what they could do with a great fortune in their youth… Glasses clinked together, and the spilled wine mixed with their sweat, reflecting a nauseating glare in the light of the fire. These people seemed to have completely forgotten that the pleasures they were discussing were all built upon the flesh and sorrow of the oppressed.

“These guys are really scum,” Cui Zhen’en couldn’t help but sigh. “It’s hard to find even one like them on Earth, yet here you can gather a whole banquet of them.”

“It’s actually quite nice,” Anthony sneered. “At least when you kill them, there’s no psychological burden.”

“Have you ever had a burden?”

“I haven’t, but I was considering Mr. Justice.”

Inside the banquet hall, “Aibuvich” first pressed his hands down to signal for silence, then bowed towards the door.”So… let us welcome the arrival of the Divine Envoy!”

The wooden door was slowly pushed open, and a man stepped into the hall. He was not only wearing a silver half-mask but also a hooded robe, covering all distinguishing features of his form.

Without a doubt, the “big shot” the players were looking for had finally appeared.

Ailuodi shook her head, “Damn it, he can actually block my detection!”

“What do you see?” Chaoyang asked curiously.

“I see nothing; there is no light emanating from him.” The Angel said irritably, having never encountered such a situation before, “That robe is like a wall, blocking all spiritual radiance.”

Meanwhile, Zhang Zhiyuan had already made a judgment from another angle, “Height between one seventy-five and one seventy-eight, stride forty-five centimeters, the lower half of the face and the Adam’s apple suggest a young age, between twenty and thirty… Thin build, weight should be under one hundred and twenty.”

“Is that visible to the naked eye?” Zhou Zhi asked in amazement.

“If he isn’t specially disguised,” responded Cui Zhen’en, a professional himself, “It’s a pity there are no cameras; even with the bit of his face that’s showing, we could perform a data match.”

“What database do you have in this world to match against?” Zhang Zhiyuan retorted dismissively, “If we can’t catch him on the ship, we’ll just have to make a sketch and commission the city guard to issue a citywide search.”

As the man took the stage, everyone fell silent.

“Thank you for your support all this time. Without this wealth, we wouldn’t have been able to expand our activities.” His voice carried a metallic clang, as if it had been processed. “Today, I believe it’s time to unveil everything. We no longer commit to covert operations but wish to spread the power of the divinities to every corner of the continent. You will soon see reports of my church in the newspapers, so unless something unexpected happens, this will also be the last event.”

The last one?

Both the players and Chaoyang felt a shiver down their spines.

It seems something big is about to happen.

“Eh, it won’t be held anymore?”

The attendees were also somewhat surprised, and a murmuring buzzed through the crowd.

“That’s right. To make this event more meaningful, I’ve decided to turn it into a scripture that witnesses the power of our Lord.” The man’s voice resonated in the hall, “I guarantee, this will definitely be a spectacle you will never forget in your lifetime.”