Chapter 470: The Evil God Festival - The Boathouse

The moment the prompt popped up, Spades' whip lashed out without a moment's hesitation, its sharp point pointing straight at Tavel's heart as he dangled in the water!

Bai Liu whirled around in the water and, with a stern gaze, stepped in front of Tavel, raising his whip to block Spades' incoming whip.

Spades' whip struck Bai Liu's, who was pushed back by the force of the whip and leaned into Tavel's arms behind him, tiny bubbles rising from his clenched teeth and billowing up through his long, spilled hair.

Tavel's body was propelled, his long silver hair tangled with Bai Liu's dark hair, and the otherwise motionless Tavel slowly lifted his drooping head.

His silver-blue eyes were blinded by layers of silk, but he still reached out and wrapped his arms around Bai Liu, who had fallen into his arms.

The reverse cross pendant at Tavel's mouth suddenly glows brightly, and in this dazzling white light, a watery barrier of air surrounds Bai Liu, allowing him to breathe underwater.

" Bai Liu ?" He whispered in Bai Liu's ear, "Is that you?"

Bai Liu said very softly, "It's me."

"I've come for you."

Bai Liu heard Tavel chuckle very softly, "You're always in such a mess whenever you come to see me."

Bai Liu's whip was thrown at him unawares, but Tavel pulled him behind him and held his right hand out in front of him with a pale expression, opening his five fingers.

Ripples of glowing water spread out in circles, like a wind from nowhere in the sea, blowing away the short hair of Spades and the long hair of Tavel, who were facing each other on either side of the barrier, their identical faces staring at each other across the barrier, both with the same calm expression.

"No concede?" Tavel, blindfolded, asked softly.

Spades' face was emotionless: "No."

His whip lifted and came down with a force that almost broke through space and time against the water barrier, the force aimed at Tavel on the opposite side of the watery wall, while his eyes landed squarely on the face of Bai Liu, who was pulled behind him by Tavel.

"I don't admit it." Spades said, word for word, "I'm going to win Bai Liu."

"I will sacrifice you and then be his most eligible memorial."

Cracking in the watermarked wall.

Tavel's brow did not move and his voice was calm as he asked in return, "Do you know whose souvenir you are?"

Spades looks through the cracked wall of water to the lightly frowning Tavel, and the moment Tavel's wall of water shatters, he sees Bai Liu pulling Tavel behind him without hesitation, the whip in his hand turning into a short blade and spinning to stab him behind the wall of water.

The short knife slashed through the side of Spades' face, blood spilling out of the linear wound and swooning into the sea.

Spades had a rare blank expression on his face.

He could have dodged it in that moment, but for some reason, when he saw Bai Liu's eyes staring at him, the bullet wound at the back of Spades' back suddenly stung and prevented him from avoiding Bai Liu's knife.

While protecting Tavel, Bai Liu's dark eyes stared at him with nothing in them, as if he didn't exist in them.

At the moment Bai Liu's blade was struck, the silk thread wrapped around Tavel's right wrist disappeared, and at the same time a silk thread was tied around Spades' right wrist.

"The pain between you and me is constant." Tavel's voice is muffled and indistinct in the water, ringing only in Spades' ears through the rippling wall, "As much happiness as I feel because of Bai Liu's love for me, you will feel as much pain."

"While you will feel as much happiness as I will because of Bai Liu's love for you, I will also feel as much pain as a result."

"Inevitably one of us will be a sacrifice to God, an [anchor] for Bai Liu, a sacrificial offering."

Bai Liu presses on, Spades retreats, and the water continues to fizzle with blood, as each step Bai Liu takes in front of Tavel results in one less thread on Tavel's body and one more on Spades'.

The more these threads of pain became entangled, the more sluggish Spades' movements became and the more vulnerable he became to Bai Liu's attacks, and eventually Spades was bound almost entirely in a chrysalis by the threads and suspended beneath the sea shrine, which became a new anchor instead.

The other end of these filaments is attached to the ship-shaped shrine, which makes Spades carry the weight of these heavy [pains] and that huge sea shrine on his body almost simultaneously.

Spades lifted his head with all his strength underwater and stared through the silk threads at Tavel, who was completely untethered in front of him, embracing Bai Liu and smiling at him.

Tavel looked down on him as if he were a god, his eyes full of pity: "Now do you understand?"

"You'll never win against me."

"I ...... don't get it." Trapped in [pain], Spades hissed, "But I'm going to win you!"

Spades looked into Tavel's silver-blue eyes, his consciousness faintly blurring as he plunged downward.

It's so heavy.

He has never carried anything so heavy, he doesn't even bring props to a game because it's too heavy to move around comfortably.

So is [pain] such a heavy thing.

Spades has never experienced anything like [pain] since it was born.

He did not understand the joy and sorrow of man, the tears of victory, the cries of pain at the loss of a loved one, the joy of understanding.

Even if once clustered at the centre of triumph, pain, and desire, he was like a monster isolated from these emotions, reaching out to touch them always unfamiliar and strange.

His only obsession is that when he was born in the small town of Siren, a strange man with a long ponytail and a white shirt smiled back at him against the light, his features blurred, reached out and handed him a black bone whip.

"This is a relic of your predecessor, which I return to you in its original form."

Spades looked up at the strange man, who opened his mouth, which at that time was not yet able to speak, and only produced some untuned syllables.

The man smiled and crouched down to look down at Spades, who was lying on the ground: "The only reason I allowed you to be born -"

"-is that you will make people suffer with your triumphs and presence."

"The heart of pain is all black." The man chuckled softly and placed the black bone whip on the side of his head, "Let's call you Spades."

So that's what the man was trying to get him to do.

So that's what [the pain] is.

Spades slowly drops his eyelids, his body bounding downwards, he lets go of his mouth and countless bubbles gush across his face.

...... Bai Liu Is it this hard when you're in pain?

" Spades ."

"Wake up."

"Do not indulge in the illusion of suffering."

The wall of water in front of Spades was broken, and he snapped back to the god Tavel, who was no longer holding Bai Liu and smiling, but Tavel, who was watching him without sorrow or joy from behind the wall of water.

Tavel's silver-blue eyes look calmly at Spades.

"Your desire for Bai Liu is strong enough that you would be affected by the [door] on my eyes."

"You've never had a drop in mental value before, have you?"

[System warning: Player Spades' mental value has dropped by 20!

Instead of answering Tavel, Spades raised his hand without a trace of emotion on his face and slammed it down hard against the watery wall, his voice taking on an insistent hiss, "I want to win!!!"

Bai Liu turns his whip into a knife and thrusts out from behind the watery wall, just as Spades had just hallucinated, and without hesitation, straight at Spades' face!

The threads instantly dangled from Spades' right hand, his whip and Bai Liu's shuriken slamming into Tavel's watery wall, exploding into a huge wave of light and wind, neither man flinching, but instead relentlessly charging forward to add strength in the moment, their weapons mortgaged against each other, their faces erupting in a roar of almost fierce expression.

"Lose it for me!!!"

"I want - to win!!!"

Off the big screen.

The presenter slowly lowered his microphone and opened his mouth long, he had looked too dumbfounded to even bother with the commentary.

The crowd was silent, almost making it impossible to imagine that this was the biggest crowd for a game since mid-season.

Mu Sicheng looks at Bai Liu on the big screen in a trance, almost doubting himself.

This vocal person ...... is that Bai Liu ?

Bai Yi was completely dumbfounded.

He had never seen Spades fight so hard for everything, describing the wretched pursuit of victory.

These two men, both cold and self-possessed on the outside, were at the end of a game in which they fought each other recklessly for a victory that led nowhere, even to the point of not looking very good, punching, kicking, biting on each other's arms, kicking each other in the knees, smashing each other on the back of the neck, completely out of order.

-- like two little kids tearing each other apart in a game, trying to win over each other.

During the struggle, threads were being generated from the bodies of both Bai Liu and Spades to connect them to the shrine, and they were being held by these threads as if they were puppets being manipulated by the gods, but this savage look of struggling to attack each other regardless of the threads was like two puppets who had developed their own minds and wanted to break free.

The two men backed away after striking again.

Bai Liu's body is covered with an air film, his chest is heaving violently, his face is covered with various wounds from the left end of his eyebrow to the right corner of his lip, some of which are bone-deep and oozing blood, and his shoulders, neck and back are attached to silk threads.

He raised a hand to wipe the blood from his mouth and his eyes went straight to Spades across the room.

Spades is breathing heavily, holding the bone whip in his backhand, his face still expressionless, but his face is bruised from Bai Liu's beating and his right hand and left wrist are attached to a silk thread.

Tavel is suspended between the two men.

The two men looked at each other and in unison turned and raised their bone whips, and here they charged viciously towards Tavel in the middle!

"I'll sacrifice him!!!" Spades chortled dully as he held his whip high and slashed it across Bai Liu's shoulder, a look of undying insistence in his eyes, "Get out of the way!!!"

Bai Liu's shoulder was broken directly by Spades' whip, and the whip he was holding fell to the bottom of the sea as he bit down on Spades' wrist in a fury, his teeth digging into his skin as he hissed in a bloodied, muffled voice: "I forbid it!!!"

Spades gritted his teeth as he let go of the whip and raised his fist to slam it into Bai Liu's right eye.

The two men twisted and fell downwards.

Spades bared his teeth and bit down hard on Bai Liu's shoulder.

He felt Bai Liu's shoulders shake with pain, and he felt the wound at the back of his back so painful that his brain felt like it was about to explode.

He felt his eyes start to burn for some reason in the cold water.

So many games won, probably because Bai six's verdict on his fate at the beginning made him subconsciously go after the win and choose that ending that was so painful for everyone.

Only this one, and only this one -

It is he who suffers the pain, it is he who wants to win!!!

Spades bit down with a fierce expression, so hard that Bai Liu's shoulder deformed and bled, and Bai Liu grunted as he heard the sound of his shoulder blade being crushed.

Without leaving Bai Liu a moment to recover, Spades slammed his right hand into Bai Liu's stomach, sending him almost viciously to the bottom of the sea.

[System Alert: Player Bai Liu has used Player Muke's personal skill (Flashing Strike).]

Bai Liu, who had lost one of his hands, sprang into action and stepped in front of Tavel, raising his long, blood-soaked hair and giving Spades, who had swum up to him, a sinister look.

Time and time again, over and over again, losing to this man in this horrible game.

--then lose what matters most to you.

[Will you always play games with me later?

[Hmm.]

Xie Ta's earnest reply still echoes in Bai Liu's ears.

Liar, lie, not at all.

Wouldn't it have been if I had beaten you at least once between then and now?

--Is it possible that the one who becomes an evil god will become myself?

Bai Liu simply raised his hand and drove the knife into Spades' heart with furious force, pressing the knife against Spades' heart, holding the handle and spinning it around to pull it out.

A mist of blood erupted from Spades' heart and a transparent silk thread was instantly tied around Bai Liu's left hand where the knife had been inserted.

The two men took half a step back, bruised and battered, but did not wait for the other to take a breath before quickly moving in again, fighting like wild animals with their whips raised.

The rain on the sea has gradually stopped.

Gifune, who was sitting in a small boat, could not help the joy that appeared on his face when he saw the shrine that had calmed down, "Let's go over and see, maybe the sacrifice has been made and we can make a wish."

"Aye." The boatman bowed and began to brace the boat.

The boatman braced himself to the shrine, and the imperial boat jumped on steadily, his back suddenly exploding in a great explosion of fireworks, as glorious as starry flowers in the night sky.

The servant next to him explained softly, "Lord Mikoto, now that the rain has stopped, the delayed fireworks display should have started by now."

"Perfect timing." Mikifune shook out his clothes and walked towards a messy shrine with a kind of smugness on his face that he couldn't hide, "Wish making deserves a lively backdrop like this."

They hadn't taken two steps when the whole shrine shook violently as if something was tugging again underneath.

The maid screamed in fear and Mikifune looked shocked as she held onto the stone lantern in front of the shrine, "What's going on?! The evil god in my dream clearly told me it would soon be safe to make a wish ......"

Before he could finish, the entire marine shrine of the boat type flipped over!

The imperial boat fell straight into the sea!

He flopped on all fours in panic, large bubbles running out of his mouth which had opened in panic.

Below the surface, Bai Liu and Spades are fighting almost beyond recognition, their bodies covered in threads, blood spilling from their various wounds, large and small, as they tug at each other, fighting over Tavel, who is once again sealed by the threads and asleep in the middle.

The imperial boat fell on top of Tavel, fearfully paddling his hands to get above the water, clearly aware that one brush with the two men's fight and he would surely die.

But it wasn't to be, as Bai Liu's bone whip caught Mikifune's ankle with precision and pulled him over like a water balloon and threw him at Spades, stopping him from stalling for time.

And Spades has done the same thing.

The imperial boat was then thrown around like a sandbag by the two men, and soon suffocated. He choked himself with a purple face, stirred his legs indiscriminately, and became entangled in the silk threads, and Tavel was pulled downwards a little by the force of his stirrups, and the ship-shaped shrine, which had turned over and sunk, was now completely submerged, sinking slowly downwards with Tavel.

Bai Liu reached for Tavel, but was rudely interrupted by Spades, who missed Tavel and only reached for the silk threads on Tavel's body.

Spades holds Bai Liu's shoulders down, blocks Bai Liu from behind, and jams Bai Liu's movement to grab the silk thread from Bai Liu's hand.

Bai Liu suddenly took a deep breath, as if he had waited a long time for Spades' back position to approach him.

Before Spades knew what was coming, Bai Liu jerked back and kissed Spades with his eyes closed.

Spades' pupils fluttered.

At the same time, Bai Liu yanked Tavel upwards, holding his hands and restraining Spades in a brutal way, pushing Tavel into Spades' body from behind.

Spades' pupils instantly dilated as he was being kissed by Bai Liu, and he felt his heart pounding heavily as something was pushed into his mouth by Bai Liu.

It appears to be a coin.

[System Alert: Player Spades soul fusion]

[System Alert: Player Bai Liu was detected using the Soul Trade skill to trade with the soul of player Spades, the soul is now returned to its place and the coin of the trade is located on Spades, the trade is effective.

[Player Bai Liu officially owns the soul of Player Spades and has access to the Player Spades system panel].

[Player Bai Liu uses Spades' soul note to cut to player Spades' system panel, ready to hit the game exit button].

[System warning: Is player Bai Liu sure to hit the game exit button for player Spades? Player Spades is now in the middle of a match and the default exit is a forfeit.

[Player Bai Liu identified.

[System Alert: Player Spades has exited the game, game over].

The fireworks burst out in great, dizzying splashes across the sea, and beneath the surface, the silk-bound Mikifune's dead mouth was wide open, his face twisted in pain as he lay with the sunken shrine, as if he were the sacrifice to be made this night.

Xiaokui in the boathouse looked at the disappearing sea shrine in the distance and she heard a voice ringing in her ears.

The voice was a calm one, soft and familiar, like that of the evil god called Tavel, and like the voice of Bai six.

[God grants your wish.]

[Someone is coming to your rescue.]

Xiaokui is holding the paper door of the boat house, staring at the dazzling fireworks in the sky, tears falling from her eyes.

This game of sacrifice that has tormented them is, at last, over?

Ornamental pool.

The moment the big screen went out, both the wandering circus and killer sequences sitting on the bench stood up at the same time and rushed to either side of the big screen.

On either side of the big screen are the player exits, and with the kind of life-or-death struggle they just had, both Bai Liu and Spades must have come out in bad shape and needed to be picked up.

As it turned out, Bai Liu took one step out and the second one went down, while Spades didn't even take a step and went straight down at the exit.

Bai Liu was caught by Tang Erda and Mu Sicheng.

He choked and coughed several times with a pale face, his hair was covered in seawater and he could smell a strong odour of blood.

Liao Ke and Bai Yi were just about to reach for the Spades when Liao Ke caught a quick glimpse of something and pulled Bai Yi back a few steps, shouting, "Wait, don't go near the Spades!

Spades, who had fallen to the ground, coughed and staggered, propping himself up on his elbows and knees.

Slowly he lifted his head.

A loud alarm sounded throughout the ornamental pool.

[System Warning: Please move away from the source of contamination quickly and use mental bleach to maintain your mental values!

[Top tainted npc exodus detected in game!!!]

Spades' face, stained with wet, broken hair, is a pair of silvery blue eyes.