Read Novel Full Chapter 651
Chapter 651
In the innermost part of the chapel, Sun Ning who had a small white cat emblem above her head kept dodging.
There was a huge, tumor-like monster pursuing her closely. Despite its large and cumbersome body, it moved with surprising agility, constantly changing direction to keep up with Sun Ning no matter how she turned.
Sun Ning wasn’t a queen, she had the ability to fight back.
Yet strangely, Sun Ning only evaded the monster, showing no intention of attacking it.
The tumor-like monster made whimpering sounds. Its body was covered with eyes, each one rotating in a 360-degree motion. At a glance, it resembled a Virus magnified millions of times. As it moved, several protrusions emerged on its surface.
The protrusions gradually morphed into blurry human faces. The faces wore expressions of agony, with mouths agape and brows furrowed. As the faces became more three-dimensional, their features grew clearer.
Sun Ning stared at one of the faces, her pale face filled with conflicted pain. “Brother, it’s me, Sun Ning!”
The monster paused for a moment, then suddenly let out a roar, accelerating toward Sun Ning.
At the same time, the monster, which had only been making whimpering sounds, began to speak in a human voice.
“Sun… Ning.”
“Sun Ning.”
“I am… your brother.”
Surprise flashed across Sun Ning’s sad eyes. Overcome with excitement, she failed to notice the monster was now right in front of her.
At this moment, the tumor-like monster resembled a mass of flesh that had been run over by a car. It was loose and scattered, yet incredibly fast. Its bulky body spread out like a pancake, as if it was about to pounce on Sun Ning.
Sun Ning forgot to run and stood still, arms wide open with joy.
Just as the tumor was about to collide with Sun Ning, a playing card suddenly flew between them.
The tumor let out a painful whimper as a cleanly sliced piece of flesh fell from its body, causing it to stop in its tracks.
Sun Ning’s dazed and confused eyes regained some clarity. She glanced at the retreating tumor and then at the Three of Hearts that was half embedded in the ground.
As her gaze shifted, Sun Ning noticed a thin clown standing nearby.
The clown still had two more playing cards in his hand, and it seemed that the Three of Hearts had been thrown by him.
Several faces were pressed against the tumor, emitting painful whimpers. Among them, one face kept calling out.
“Sun Ning, I am your brother.”
“Sun Ning, come to Brother.”
“Come to Brother.”
Sun Ning fixed her gaze on the anguished face, her own face pale and filled with pain and urgency. “Brother.”
Just as Sun Ning was about to move toward the tumor, another playing card blocked her path.
Sun Ning’s shoulders trembled, her expression twisted with a mixture of worry, anxiety, and anger. She glared at the clown. “Don’t get in the way!”
The clown stood not far away, his exaggerated face unclear, but his low, hoarse voice carried a cold indifference, even a hint of threat. “Don’t go over.”
Sun Ning’s eyes fell on the top of the clown’s head. It was empty, with nothing there.
She clasped her hands together and then spread them apart, and suddenly, a huge blue magic circle appeared behind her. Dozens of sharp weapons emerged from the circle, all aimed at the clown.
The clown frowned, and his fingers around the playing cards tightened slightly, then gradually relaxed. “Someone asked me to tell you, check your chat messages.”
Sun Ning was surprised to find that Bai Lixin’s avatar in her chat channel had been flashing this whole time, yet she hadn’t noticed.
Puzzled, she opened Bai Lixin’s messages and found several lines.
[Sun Ning, it’s Bai Lixin.]
[Sun Ning, that’s not your brother. You’ve been bewitched, wake up.]
[Sun Ning?]
[Sun Ning, can you see my messages?]
[Sun Ning, the clown is my friend.]
Sun Ning’s crazy, fiery eyes gradually cooled down, and her eyes slowly moved from the clown to the tumor.
The face on the tumor was still twisted, and it really did look a lot like her brother.
Her brother had been turned into a monster like this by Little Overlord in a copy. She had cried hysterically in the live broadcast room, but could only watch helplessly as Little Overlord tortured her brother to death after he had turned into a monster.
Sun Ning’s heart was filled with pain, and her eyes turned red. The magic circle shifted its direction and aimed at the tumor.
When the weapons from the magic circle destroyed the tumor, two lines of tears slid down Sun Ning’s cheeks.
She covered her face in pain, and sobs and cries passed through her hands and echoed into the air.
“Brother, Brother.”
“I’m sorry, Brother.”
“I really wanted to save you, Brother.”
This wasn’t her brother. Her brother had already died at the hands of Little Overlord.
This was just a monster that had spied on her heart and deceived her.
Sun Ning snapped out of her confusion, and Bai Lixin in the pocket let out a sigh of relief.
[Thank you.]Bai Lixin said to the clown.
Clown: “How are you going to thank me?”
Bai Lixin: [? How do you want to be thanked?]
‘I was just being polite, why did you take it so seriously?’
Clown: “I haven’t decided yet. I’ll keep it on account, and you can repay me later.”
Bai Lixin: [?]
‘Why do I suddenly feel like I’ve been tricked?’
Bai Lixin opened the chat window and sent Sun Ning a message.
[Sun Ning, Little Overlord is the queen of your faction, did you know?]
Sun Ning wiped away her tears. She knew she didn’t have much time to dwell on her grief. [I know now.]
[I found this place by following the system’s prompt for the queen’s location, but when I got here, I didn’t find the queen of our faction. Instead, I saw these tumors that filled the chapel. I was worried that our queen would be killed by the tumor monsters, so I came in to look for the White Cat Queen, and ended up finding a tumor that looked like my brother. My mind became clouded and confused.]
[Are you saying that Little Overlord is the queen of my faction?]
Bai Lixin: [Yes, can you track Little Overlord’s location with your skill now?]
Sun Ning shook her head: [No, my skill is on cooldown for another half hour. He should have left this floor long ago, I didn’t see him when I arrived.]
[Bai Lixin,] Sun Ning paused, glancing around. [Where are you?]
Bai Lixin: [I’m right in front of you.]
Sun Ning’s gaze landed on the clown not far away. [Huh?]
‘What?! This clown is God Xin?’
Then she saw a tiny figure crawl out of the clown’s pocket, with two mini emblems on its forehead, waving its arms at her.
Sun Ning’s eyes widened: [Huh???]
Something even more shocking than the clown being God Xin had happened. God Xin hadn’t turned into a clown but had become a little bean sprout.
As a player approached, Bai Lixin quickly ducked his head and burrowed back into the pocket.
Sun Ning coughed lightly and regained her composure. After the player walked past them, Sun Ning once again sneaked a glance at the bulging pocket on the clown’s chest.
To be honest, she was quite stunned.
Sun Ning: [Little Overlord has a skill that can turn players into monsters. But that skill could only be used in copies before, and it seemed to have certain restrictions. The reason I mistook the tumor for my brother earlier was, first, because I saw that this tumor looked very similar to the monsters Little Overlord creates, and second, because I saw that face.]
[I suspect that Little Overlord’s skill has evolved.]
Bai Lixin: [You mean, Little Overlord turned the players on the 850th floor into monsters?]
Sun Ning: [Yes.]
The two continued their private chat, while the clown began wandering through the corpse-littered chapel.
Bai Lixin noticed and asked the clown: [Why did you come to the 850th floor?]
The 850th floor was selected by the clown himself.
The clown had come to the 850th floor, and so had Little Overlord.
The clown wandered aimlessly, his gaze roving through the chapel. “Looking for something.”
Bai Lixin: [What kind of thing?]
The clown spread his arms wide in the air: “Something this big.”
The man’s long arms stretched to their full length.
It didn’t seem like a small object.
Bai Lixin half poked his head out of the pocket: [What is it exactly? I’ll help you look.]
The clown frowned slightly, thought for a moment, then shook his head lightly. “I don’t know.”
There were many large items in the chapel.
The cross, angel statues, tables and chairs for worship, altars, windows, stained glass… even the large, exquisite flower baskets placed in the corners.
The clown kicked some littered body parts away, revealing a black table beneath.
He glanced at the table briefly before quickly looking away, muttering to himself, “Not this, not this, where is it, where is that thing?”
Bai Lixin: “…”
Could it be that what the clown was searching for was the same reason Little Overlord had come here?
Could the thing the clown was looking for have been snatched away by Little Overlord?
Bai Lixin’s gaze wandered around the chapel.
What exactly was the clown searching for?
His gaze swept through the chapel bit by bit, looking for anything that seemed strange or suspicious.
Table? Unlikely.
Window frame? Not it either.
Stained glass? Doesn’t seem right.
His gaze slowly moved to the chapel’s nave and landed on the angel statues on either side of the cross.
Bai Lixin: [Why don’t we check the angel statues over there?]
The clown paused his search through the bodies. “Alright.”
He obediently walked over to the angel statues.
The two-meter-tall angel statues were carved intricately, with expressions so devout that even the smallest details were captured.
Suddenly, there was a crisp “crack” sound, and the angel statue on one side snapped at its base. The stone statue crashed heavily to the ground and with a “bang”, shattered into several pieces of white plaster.
The culprit retracted his long leg and stepped into the scattered pieces of the angel statue. The clown kicked at the debris impatiently. “Not here either.”
As he bent down, Bai Lixin’s gaze happened to land on the cross above.
He stared at the cross, and the more he looked, the more he felt that something was off, as if something was missing.
Escape System: [It’s the crucified saint, Master Bai Lixin. The cross is missing the crucified saint.]
Bai Lixin looked up in surprise, carefully scanning every corner of the cross.
There were faint, deeply embedded marks at the four ends of the black cross.
It was just that, because the cross was black, the marks were cleverly disguised, and could only be seen from specific angles.
Something had once been nailed to this cross!
But it was now gone!
Bai Lixin: [Clown, are you looking for the crucified saint that was nailed to the cross?]
The clown lifted his head upon hearing this, staring intently at the bare cross. “The saint? Where did the saint go?”
Bai Lixin: [It was probably taken by Little Overlord.]
Clown: “Little Overlord? That red-haired guy?”
Bai Lixin: [You don’t know him?]
The clown scoffed, “Why should I know him?”
Bai Lixin looked up at the clown’s smooth jawline in confusion: [He doesn’t seem to know you either.]
The clown: “Why should he know me?”
Bai Lixin: “…”
‘Why?
Because you are from the 900th floor, and Little Overlord claims that the 900th floor is his territory.’
‘So you really managed to avoid his notice, huh, my Dijia.’
Bai Lixin smiled and hid back in the clown’s pocket: [The thing has been taken by Little Overlord. Where do you want to go now?]
The clown stood still for a few seconds, thinking. “The 999th floor.”
Bai Lixin: [Alright, let’s go!]
He didn’t know what had happened to Dijia and turned into this clownish form.
Though he had lost his memories, some instincts and consciousness remained.
For instance, the herd theory. Clown Dijia had explained perfectly.
And the obsession with that private room with the primeval forest. It’s where he and Dijia had in depth conversations.
Although Bai Lixin didn’t know what Dijia was looking for, it was certainly something important.
Now that the clown was heading to the 999th floor, that floor must hold some significance for him.
When the clown approached the elevator, the rescued players all rushed to follow.
What was originally a group of six players suddenly became dozens of people.
Fortunately, the elevator was large enough to accommodate everyone.
Humans are social creatures and prefer to act in groups rather than alone.
When faced with danger, this instinct becomes even stronger.
So, even though the clown had pressed the button for the unfamiliar 999th floor, no one wanted to leave.
They would rather huddle together than face the unknown terror alone.
The elevator soon stopped at the 999th floor.
The players were both scared and excited.
Scared that the elevator doors would open to reveal another hellish nightmare like the 850th floor, but excited that they had finally reached the elusive 999th floor.
The players shrank back against the elevator walls in fear, but their curiosity made them crane their necks forward.
However, there was no surprise. When the elevator doors opened on the 999th floor, it was very quiet outside.
There were no terrifying monsters, nor unexpected scares.
What appeared before them was a long corridor. At the end of the corridor, there was a beam of light shining from above, illuminating a square black object below.
That’s it?
The players exchanged puzzled glances.
“Is this the 999th floor?”
“It doesn’t look much different from the other floors.”
“It’s even simpler than many other floors. Did we come to the wrong place?”
The players looked again at the number above the elevator—999th floor. There was no mistake.
While they were still doubting the floor, the clown had already stepped out of the elevator and most of them quickly followed. Only the first six players were trembling, unwilling to take a single step forward.
The 999th floor was home to the “Little Overlord”, and they all remembered vividly how terrifying he was.
No way they dared to go down!
Just as the elevator doors were about to close, the white cloud player glanced at the White Cloud Crown in the crowd and finally left the elevator reluctantly.
The remaining five people still didn’t leave the elevator until the elevator doors completely shut.
Once fear takes root, it’s hard to overcome. In the end, they failed to conquer their fear.
At first, the players who entered the 999th floor were very cautious, afraid that some monster might suddenly jump out from the surroundings.
But after walking a certain distance without anything happening, they gradually relaxed.
They seemed to have forgotten the horrors of the 850th floor, and their attention was entirely drawn to the 999th floor.
The 999th floor was the topmost level of the tower.
Looking up, they could even see the sharp pinnacle of the tower.
The interior of the tower was made of some unknown material. The spine that supported the tip of the tower had a transparent, glassy color. Upon closer inspection, they could see a white light occasionally flashing along the spine. As the white light passed, they could vaguely make out many tightly connected component interfaces on the spine.
The surrounding walls were not ordinary cement or stone walls either. They were also covered with countless tightly connected traces.
A player boldly touched the wall. The spot he touched immediately lit up, but nothing else happened.
Most of the players’ attention remained on the square object under the beam of light in front of them.
From a distance, it didn’t seem like much. But as they got closer, they realized how enormous it was.
The cube had five black sides. It was resting on the ground so they couldn’t see the color of the bottom.
Its sides were about 5 meters long. It stood alone under the beam of light in the center of the tower, and its purpose was unknown.
A curious player pressed his hand against the cube.
The next second, he screamed, and his body was instantly thrown back, slamming hard against the wall behind him.
Seeing this player’s miserable state, the players who had initially wanted to try also quickly retreated, keeping a safe distance.
Except for one person.
The clown stood before the black cube, the metallic sheen of the cube reflecting his figure on its surface.
He stood in front of the cube for a moment, then raised his gentleman’s cane and poked at the cube.
Contrary to what the players had imagined, he wasn’t thrown back. The end of the gentleman’s cane remained firmly on the cube’s surface.
“Ding!”
The end of the cane was embedded with a ring of metal and when it touched the surface of the cube, it made a crisp sound. Keen-eyed players noticed a faint ripple spreading out from the point where the cane met the cube.
One ripple after another, the ripples expanded until they covered the entire surface of the black cube.
The previously solid black cube suddenly became as soft as water.
The players watched in amazement.
The more cautious players were still watching from a distance, while the bolder ones stepped forward and extended their hands.
When a hand touched the soft black metal, another scream rang out. This daring player was also thrown back, crashing into the wall.
“Isn’t this floor supposed to be home to the top-ranked Little Overlord? There’s only this black box here, so where does the Little Overlord live?”
Some players whispered among themselves.
“Maybe he lives inside this black box? Perhaps this black box is the player dormitory?”
“Hey, that might actually be possible.”
“Ding, ding, ding.”
The clown’s gentleman’s cane struck the surface of the black cube three times, each time making a crisp sound.
He exerted a little force with his arm, but though the black cube seemed soft, it was incredibly tough. The cane couldn’t penetrate it at all and merely brushed against its surface.
“I want to go inside.” The clown uttered his first words since entering the 999th floor.
The players looked at each other, their eager gazes revealing their thoughts.
Honestly, we want to go inside too!
The clown tossed his cane aside casually and pressed both hands against the cube.
The cube didn’t repel him like it did the other players, but that was all.
The clown’s hands pressed against the black cube, and his white gloves were squeezed to the point of being deformed.
Unwilling to give up, he leaned forward, almost pressing his entire body against the cube.
The ripples on the surface of the cube started to tremble more violently, but it still didn’t give way.
The frustrated clown grew angry. He stubbornly pressed his head against the cube, rotating his head like a groundhog, repeating the same words over and over again: “I want to go inside.”
Sun Ning: “…”
‘It’s obvious that the big boss really wanted to go inside.
Huh, strange.’
‘Why did I refer to the clown as “big boss”?’
Sun Ning tilted her head, puzzled as she studied the clown that was throwing a tantrum.
Bai Lixin: [You really want to go inside?]
The clown’s voice was somewhat aggrieved: “I really want to go inside.”
[How about this,] Bai Lixin pulled out a key from his backpack.
Bai Lixin’s body was small, but the key he took out was regular-sized. He lifted the key, which was as tall as he was, out of his pocket, [Let’s try this?]
This key had fallen out from behind the Mermaid Heart at that time.
A lone key, with no idea what it opened.
The clown wanted to go inside, but the cube wouldn’t let him in.
If this cube was indeed a player dormitory, it belonged to Dijia, not Little Overlord.
To enter the house, one always needs a key.
The clown lowered his head and picked up the key.
The front of the black cube was entirely smooth, with no keyhole visible.
The clown glanced at the key, then directly pushed it against the surface of the cube.
Sun Ning quietly moved behind the clown.
This time, the key didn’t just stick to the surface like the clown’s gentleman’s cane had.
The key sank into the black cube, and in an instant, the ripples reversed, shrinking from large to small, rapidly converging where the key had entered.
With a “click”, the clown turned the key.
Cracks appeared on the smooth, seamless surface of the cube, jagged and uneven, slowly separating to reveal a space just large enough for a person to pass through.
It was a black vortex that looked bottomless, like an abyss.
A player happened to be standing right behind the clown. He glanced at the black vortex, and his vision immediately blurred, almost causing him to faint.
But the clown felt no such discomfort.
He reached into his pocket excitedly and gently brushed Bai Lixin’s soft, tousled hair and bangs with his index finger. “It really opened.”
Bai Lixin pursed his lips slightly, and under the clown’s touch, he poked his head out, staring at the pitch-black vortex before them, his gaze deep.
So this key really was the house key.
It turned out that Dijia had given him the key to his room back in the Deep Sea Mermaid copy…
The clown leaned forward, and his entire body was sucked into the vortex.
Sun Ning reacted quickly and immediately tried to follow.
But the moment her hand touched the vortex, a sharp pain, like an electric shock, surged through her hand, and she was thrown backward.
With a “thud”, she crashed into something.
Sun Ning let out a muffled groan. When she looked up again, the black vortex had already closed into a thin seam, and the black cube had returned to its original state.
The author has something to say:
Clown (twisting in darkness): Let me in, let me in, let me in.
Bai Lixin: Alright, alright, in you go.