The Tycoon God of Online Gaming
Chapter 967 - 968: Personality Possessed by the Devil!

Chapter 967: Chapter 968: Personality Possessed by the Devil!

The second wave of war commenced, and Ice Lingfanchen did not partake. Initially, the official powers intended to dispatch players with high combat power to the vicinity of Wangshan City in Yan Kingdom, but considering the horrific incidents at the Chu Kingdom Fortress and the travel time required to reach Yan Kingdom’s Wangshan, they abandoned the plan.

As for the high-level players from Yan Kingdom itself, they did not join the battle immediately either, since the Court’s army had penetrated deep into the Immortal Guild’s sphere of influence, preventing their access...

After learning about the terrifying insider details, they quickly made themselves scarce.

At this moment, Chu You mysteriously arrived at the Guild Prison.

Guichi Yanhou was by his side, both enveloped in an ethereal space. This was the environment one encountered upon entering the high-level Guild Prison, where one could never discern which level of space they were in.

"How many souls have been harvested?" Actually, Chu You could have checked this information in the core building, but his visit here had another purpose.

"59,652 souls, master. You will create our very own, genuine Netherworld!" Guichi Yanhou said, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears, because once the Netherworld was established, she would become its ruler! This would establish an underworld system, and it might even be possible for her to become the Ghost Emperor in the future.

The Level 9 Guild Prison endowed it with far too many powerful functions. The souls of both natives and players contributed to the prison’s nether energy value, whether they wished to or not.

The more nether energy the Guild Prison accrued, the more endless mana sources it would provide for Guichi Yanhou. It would also advance her cultivation level and grant her even stronger Ghostcraft abilities!

Moreover, the more nether energy Guichi Yanhou and Chu You had, the greater the powers they could unlock, including the Soul Resurrection Technique!

The Soul Resurrection Technique within the Guild Prison was no ordinary technique, and it held great secrets...

This made the Guild Prison tantamount to a ’treasure-level’ artifact of immense power!

"Master, how do you wish to deal with them?"

"Naturally, by executing the utmost penalty. However you please!"

Surprisingly, Guichi Yanhou smiled. "I will certainly satisfy you, master."

"Take me to see the strongest soul. I wish to meet him."

"Yes."

The strongest soul was, of course, the self-slain Moon Awe Taoist, who was contained within a strange space in the Level 9 Guild Prison. The space could be considered chaotic, where Chu You and Guichi Yanhou had absolute dominion and could do as they pleased.

The view around them shifted, and Chu You now stood in the space where the Moon Awe Taoist’s soul resided. The soul sat there, still as a meditating Taoist, radiating dignity, showing no reaction to the arrival of Chu You and others.

"How can he be revived?"

"He was incredibly powerful in life. To resurrect him, we need a vast amount of nether energy, as well as... fortune. Master, there is no fortune here, but you carry fortune with you."

"Demon King Flower, how effective is the Devil Seed’s invasion into a soul?" Chu You went straight to calling upon the Demon King Flower.

Demon King Flower: "Master, as he is right now, he is a Soul of Taoist, which you can absorb. Um... The Devil Seed can certainly transform him, but after the transformation, to condense a physical body and achieve true revival, nether energy will no longer work; it requires the energy of the Demon Doctrine!"

"Then how many Devil Seeds are needed?"

Demon King Flower: "Just one will do!"

"Very well!" Chu You said, and then aimed directly at the Soul of Taoist, releasing a green light. The Devil Seed smoothly and unobstructed entered the other’s body.

At that moment, a progress bar appeared above the recipient soul, though it advanced exceedingly slowly.

The dignified Soul of Taoist then opened his eyes, calmly looking at Chu You.

"The Taoism Doctrine will eventually uncover the truth," the soul spoke.

Chu You merely shrugged indifferently, "Of course, that’s to be expected."

Having said that, he left.

"Feifei, the war has come to a temporary end. Go activate the Guild’s cleansing function." That meant cleaning up the corpses and erasing the traces of war.

At the core building of the Guild, many people stood around; sixteen Grey-robed Witches and three Silver-Grey Witches were present, presumably to fortify the building’s protective shield with their mana and keep it from being shattered.

Then, he arrived at the teleportation circle and teleported to the Chu Kingdom Fortress.

Forgoing the hunt for the underlings, he reached the core apparatus and, just like in the Yan Kingdom Fortress, incorporated the large Rune Stones for enhancing fortress defense, enhancing fortress structure vitality, and repairing fortress structure into it.

Instantly, the related functions of the large Rune Stones began to affect the governing fortress.

After completing all this, Chu You thought for a moment, greeted Lin Luor and Zhao Feifei, and even bade farewell to Jin Chuiduo before logging off.

What he did not know was that after Ling Yi Er San Si saw the young lord log off, she logged off as well.

Today was Bao’er’s birthday; the transition from eleven to twelve years old was a milestone not to disappoint the young girl!

...

South Asia, capital city of a certain country!

In a highly secured estate, a young man sat in a very concealed room.

Indeed, he sat, but in the posture of meditation, not on any chair.

The room’s set-up and decor was peculiar because it was filled with Daoist symbols and decorative props; overall, the place was saturated with a thick religious atmosphere!

A large, color-faded yin-yang symbol served as the backdrop to the man.

This man was none other than Zhongmiaotial!

His complexion was somewhat off at the moment, somewhat cyanotic, with fine beads of sweat emerging; his skin was very pale, which is quite rare in South Asia.

His seated meditation posture was exceptionally standard, and in front of him was even a placed incense burner, with thin wisps of purple smoke wafting about.

With his eyebrows tightly furrowed, his eyes were closed at this time, as if he were having a nightmare? Or perhaps grasping some indescribable realm of understanding?!

Clearly, this attitude did indeed make one feel he was meditating.

But no one knew that, at this moment, he was between meditation and nightmare.....

A familiar, eerie figure appeared in his mind, this figure was very tall and slender, with six wings, and one could vaguely make out a pair of dragon horns, with a long spear slanted across the figure’s back.

Just as obvious was that the silhouette was Night Ghost!

However, it didn’t show Night Ghost’s form, what emerged in his mind was just such a silhouette, just such a shadow!

Strangely enough, there was no sound, including Zhongmiaotial himself and the shadowy figure of Night Ghost, neither spoke.

But at this instant, the shadow started to distort as if a signal was being interrupted, twisting out of shape, but then immediately returned to normal, only to distort again....

This continued for a short while, and the real body in reality then began to speak, still wearing that grave expression.

"Killing, blood, anger, death, I need.... I need...."

"Yes, yes, that’s right!"

"Correct, I know how to obtain the Origin Power...."

Zhongmiaotial spoke these few sentences to himself very calmly, but in the next moment, he suddenly roared!

"I have figured it out, I already know, I....."

"I want to kill everything!!"

At this point, the image in Zhongmiaotial’s mind had become a rat that died an extremely miserable death, a casualty of telekinesis.

"I want to devour everything!!"

In the image, Zhongmiaotial picked up the dead rat and began to gobble it down raw, wolfing it down....

"I shall follow my will!!"

The Zhongmiaotial in the image lifted his head, his face smeared with blood, staring directly at the center of the image, as if he were looking at the person dreaming!

"I will forge death into life!!"

Zhongmiaotial in the image smiled, but his real self continued to scream and shout!

"Origin Power, Origin Power, haha, I have found how to obtain the Origin Power!!" His body still had its eyes closed, though he seemed awake, his expression fierce, spouting strange and terrifying words.

The image in his mind changed once again, this time to Zhongmiaotial’s relatives....

"Die!! All of you die, I will kill you with my own hands and then eat you all!!" Zhongmiaotial roared furiously, eyes closed, face contorted in rage.

The image changed once more, now showing Zhongmiaotial’s past lovers, unrequited loves, and unattainable noble women.

"Die!! Die!! Violated alive!! Eaten alive!!"

The image shifted again, to Zhongmiaotial’s close friends and subordinates.

"You are all my food, all my food!!"

At that moment, Zhongmiaotial suddenly opened his eyes, which were filled with bloodshot veins, looking utterly terrifying; if one looked closely, the space beside Zhongmiaotial seemed to exhibit a subtle distortion, though inconspicuous.

"The way to enlightenment is only by seizing all of life’s negative thoughts!"

"Thus, I shall draw telekinetic power from you all!!"

"All is food, all is food, wahahaha!!"

"Only the negative sentiments produced by deaths caused by extreme tortures can be absorbed by me, becoming my telekinetic power!!"

At this point, Zhongmiaotial abruptly stopped speaking, which was very abrupt!

His gaze became extremely vacant, as if he had encountered a very difficult problem.

All of this, just because the image in his mind featured a pair of silhouettes, his parents!

After a long while, his face turned ghastly pale, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly upward, then gradually widened, until a terrifying sneer spread across his face.