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Chapter 465: Chapter 275: Flipping the Table (First Update)_2

“It’s okay,” the old man said. “The offerings are not sufficient, the Demon God still needs more sacrifices, and we need to find a way to protect these citizens through the Angel Envoys and stop them from continuing this. Let’s visit the local mage first; they should know something about the situation.” @@novelbin@@

Leading his disciples and adventurers into the temple, they entered like it was deserted territory, and immediately saw a small shop within the temple.

The shop owner had only recently encountered magic, but the construction of the small shop was already quite exquisite. The power of magic lingered around the store, quickly turning this seemingly unremarkable place into a new stronghold.

The shop owner seemed to have sensed something, as the majority of the defensive positions constructed were targeted at mages, which made the old man feel that the owner was a talent worth cultivating.

Being able to comprehend the mysteries of magic in such a short time and to put it to use, this intelligence was the greatest asset of a mage.

He instructed the others to wait here and the old mage stepped toward the small shop.

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The power of magic exploded around him, and the defences constructed by the small shop were no match for the old mage’s power, shattering like bubbles at his approach.

He nearly immediately walked into the shop and saw the young man inside.

The man was slightly thin, with messy hair and glasses perched on his nose, appearing quite ordinary.

At that moment, he was reading a book.

Sensing the arrival of the old mage, he placed a dried flower bookmark into the book and closed it, then said to the entering old mage, “Welcome, mage.”

The old mage sat down across from Black Tech, looking at him intently before saying, “You are very talented. It’s apparent you haven’t been studying magic for long, but to have reached your current level of achievement is already quite terrifying.”

“Thank you,” Black Tech said with a gentle smile.

“However, you are on the wrong path. This path will lead you astray and cause the destruction of this world.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Magic should be used to seal the Demon God, not misused as you are doing. It’s not too late to turn back now. Abandon the path you’ve taken and you and those Angel Envoys should return to the right path.”

“You mean, continually luring people to the City of Judgment and locking them in the dungeons, allowing them to grow in their greed until they become sacrifices for the Demon God?”

“Yes.”

“In my view, you are the ones who are wrong. Why compromise when you can try to defeat the Demon God together?”

The old mage shook his head. “You know nothing of the Demon God’s power. Even the Goddess of Mercy had no choice but to surrender to the Demon God. Our human strength is too weak; other than serving, we have no other path to follow.”

Black Tech studied the old man’s face closely.

Beneath the cloak, the old mage was very aged, wisdom brought by the years had also made him more cautious.

The fear of the Demon God likely stemmed from his teacher, and he had passed that fear onto his own disciples.

The Information Cocoon Room was passed down from generation to generation, making them the most loyal sheepdogs of the Greed Demon Lord, each generation cementing this fixed concept.

“The influence of inheritance is truly frightening,” Black Tech murmured to himself.

“What are you talking about?”

“Nothing, just feeling a bit sorry for you. Is the blood moon your doing?”

“Yes. The Demon God needs sacrifices, and we…”

“There’s no need to continue, I understand,” Black Tech interrupted.

Suddenly, Black Tech raised his fist and swung at the old mage, but before it could make contact, an invisible barrier stopped his action, preventing him from continuing.

The old mage looked at Black Tech with a smile, as if mocking his powerlessness.

But in the next instant, his smile froze.

Without hesitation, Black Tech grabbed his suspended right hand; his left hand visibly disintegrated at a rapid pace, and the power from the sacrifice of his flesh granted him formidable strength to tear through the barrier directly.

His once-stalled right hand raised again, this time effortlessly tearing through the old mage’s barrier and landing a punch on his face.

Several of the old man’s teeth were knocked out by Black Tech’s punch, while Black Tech himself turned to ash before the old mage, disintegrating completely.

Lying on the ground, the old mage clutched his swollen mouth, looking in disbelief at what had just happened before him.

You sacrificed yourself just to land a punch on me!

What kind of madman is this!

But what surprised him even more was that a few minutes later, the shop door opened, and Black Tech walked back in, taking a seat again.

He opened his attribute panel and, looking at it, he said, “As expected, I’ve been downgraded. Dropped straight down five levels—it’s really quite troublesome dealing with this magic.”

“What did you do!” the old wizard shouted in disbelief.

“Sacrifice Magic. It’s about trading one’s own well-being for a short burst of increased power. The downside is you drop levels after each use, but compared to the gains, this magic is quite practical. I’ve decided to focus on this magic from now on, aiming to solidify it into a magical item so that every player can enjoy it.”

“No, I mean, why are you still alive?”

“You actually don’t know the characteristics of players?” Black Tech asked in surprise, “Old man, you should get out more and stop fussing over your useless Demon Gods.”

Without a word, the old wizard stood up, stared at Black Tech for a long time, then turned and left.

From the other’s attitude, Black Tech knew he probably wouldn’t compromise with him.

But that was fine, he also knew the other wouldn’t change his mind that quickly.

He had thought the wizard might be a hidden ally in this game, especially considering his previous performance made it seem like the Demon God below wasn’t easy to deal with.

But now it seemed that these wizards were just lackeys of the other side.

No matter how noble their reasons, a lackey is still a lackey.

The worst kind of lackey at that, one who eagerly throws himself at others to be used.

After sharing the information in the Morals Aid Group chat, Black Tech asked the group: [I’m planning to make the Sacrifice Pendant. Every player will be able to get this pendant and use Sacrifice Magic.]

[Black Tech, you legend.]

[Big shot, are we even playing the same game?]

[It’s a pity about the wizard line being cut off, couldn’t you pull them to our side?]

[Hmm…]

After a long discussion, Xiemen Waidao came online.

After going through all the information, he said in the group: [Isn’t it simple? We just force them to become allies and then ditch them after using them. Killing two birds with one stone.]

Black Tech: [Easy to say, but how do we force them to become our allies?]

Xiemen Waidao: [Didn’t you say that by meditating, you could see the final boss and that doing so would alert them?]

Black Tech: [Yes.]

Xiemen Waidao: [Then it’s simple. You get a few player wizards, keep meditating, keep them on alert, until finally, you wake Him up. Those wizards want to seal the Demon God, so wouldn’t they have to work with us then?]

Liuzi: [Are you insane! We’re barely touching tier-six dungeons, and you want to start a tier-nine boss now?]

Xiemen Waidao: [No worries, if we really can’t handle it, we’ll just equip all NPCs and go offline. No matter how powerful that Demon God is, he can’t come through the internet to get us, right?]

[You make a good point.]

Xiemen Waidao: [And if all else fails, we can always roll back. It’s just a game—don’t be too cautious. Trying everything is what makes it fun, isn’t it?]

Liuzi: [I can’t believe you, a madman, have convinced me.]

Black Tech also felt that Xiemen Waidao had a point.

After all, players had plenty of trump cards, and there were many methods to flip the table. There was indeed no need to play by the NPCs’ rules.

Plus, grinding to max level in the game was just the beginning, not to mention the PVP that came after—it was even more thrilling.

Thus, Black Tech cast his vote of approval and began meditating, ready to tease the Greed Demon Lord.

So you won’t cooperate, huh?

If you won’t cooperate, then don’t play at all!

After spending much time with Xiemen Waidao, Black Tech had picked up some bad habits too.