I Became a God in a Horror Game - Chapter 440

[Chapter 430 The Evil God Festival · Boathouse]

[System prompt: Player Bai Liu gets the identity in the copy (heir of the evil god)]

[Player Bai Liu activates the main quest.

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[Main quest: Ask the heir of the evil god to find the two anchors that carry the spirit and flesh of the old evil god within seven days, and sacrifice each other on the boat house on the day of the evil god sacrifice to complete the evil god sacrifice.

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Bai Liu slowly opened his eyes.

He was standing on the edge of a coast, and all he could see was a pitch-dark sea. The waves undulating and lapping on the shore of the port, the waves rolled out a strange sound of breaking water. In the darkness? Suddenly, a heavy sound came from behind the white willow. A heavy drum sound:

“Boom!”

The left side of Bai Liu’s eyes swept out of the corner of his eye, and a round belly lantern with white letters on a red background lit up leisurely.

The candles in the lantern flickered from side to side, and the drums behind the lanterns suddenly became agitated. The sound of thumping and thumping continued. The thick male voice that faintly appeared was humming an unknown mysterious tune. Together with the drums, I remembered that there was a round lantern above Bailiu’s head. One by one, it lights up the dark night sky.

The scene suddenly brightened, and the things previously hidden in the darkness emerged one by one under the warm orange candlelight.

Bai Liu looked around, and on top of his head was a thin line of light ropes hanging in a staggered manner, with lanterns hanging at a certain distance on it, interweaving into a huge light net.

Appropriately cut colored paper decorations hang down next to the lanterns, undulating and swaying by the sea breeze, making a sound like broken bells, and the candles are on and off, blurring the lively scene around the white willow.

There are dozens of male drummers on the left and right sides of Bailiu? These drummers? They all look young and middle-aged. Their muscles are knotted. A thick white cloth rope is hung around their thick necks, and the cloth ropes go forward around their shoulders. It is fastened to the gilt rings on the left and right sides of the red body of the red drum, which is the size of a grinding plate, in front of the waist.

The drummers sang together in a deep voice from their chests, forming a strange song tone. They held their drum sticks in their hands and slammed them down vigorously, and the drum beats became denser.

The lanterns finally came on, and the seaside at night was as bright as day.

The originally quiet bayside became crowded with lanterns lit up. There were all kinds of stalls on the street, with small bells tied with red threads, which functioned as different amulets, incense candles, apple candy. , and all kinds of god masks with peculiar shapes. Among them, the best seller is a mask of the evil god with white hair and blue eyes, with a compassionate and young face.

The vendors were lively shouting and selling novel and interesting festival sacrificial items. There were tourists wearing grand festival dresses everywhere, laughing and talking about something:

“This year’s Cthulhu Festival is really lively.”

“That? Of course, every year. The Evil God Festival is the largest event in the town. Thanks to the blessing of the Evil God, the people in this town can realize their wishes, and the better.”

“…From the Evil God to our town, we built a shrine to worship. He, it has been ten years now.”

“This year is just the tenth year of the Evil God Festival, so it is extraordinarily grand? The one who presides over the ceremony is recognized by everyone, and is most likely the one who is the heir of the Evil God…”

“That? This person was originally just a sacrifice that was sold here. Now that he can preside over the Heretic God Festival, it is a step to the sky. I heard that he has fled before, and he doesn’t know what he is fleeing. The god’s great care and Gifts, don’t cherish them, but want to escape, really…”

“Don’t talk about him, I don’t know what offerings are going to the sea shrine this year? Children, I really want to see and try my luck, but I don’t know. Can I be lucky enough to win the lottery? One is my sacrifice, I have so many wishes that I want Lord Cthulhu to help me realize.”

“You are so greedy, didn’t you realize one last year?”

“But the wishes always come true.

It’s not too much, last year is last year, this year is this year, anyway, the price of realizing my wish is not mine, hee hee.”

Bai Liu stood on a wooden high platform near the sea. This should be a stage for the performance of the gods. He was the only one on the high platform. He was dressed in black and white sacred sacrificial clothes, the style was the same as the Japanese style hunting clothes he had seen. It’s a bit similar, but a little more elaborate and complicated than hunting clothes?

In his hand he held a Kagura bell full of golden round bells. The white sleeves on both sides were wide and long, and the sea breeze passed through the cuffs of the white willow, blowing his entire clothes and the broken hair on his forehead. It fluttered, and the bell was shaken by the blow.

The wind was cold and the water was cold, and the golden bell rang.

Beneath the high platform are pedestrians laughing and scolding and talking loudly. In front of the high platform is an endless black sea, and a swaying orange light can be faintly seen on the horizon of the sea, as if a ship is parked on the sea.

“Dong, dong, dong!” After

a drum beat song, there were hurried footsteps behind the high wooden platform where Bai Liu was located. As soon as he turned his head, he saw the person who came to raise his hand fiercely? He slapped.

Bai Liu quickly dodged sideways, but just as his body moved, the system prompted:

[System warning: The resistance action violates the player’s (heir of the evil god) identity setting, please do not resist!

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Bai Liu felt that his body was locked in place and couldn’t move, so he took the man’s slap abruptly, and was slapped to the left of his face. Falling down, dripping on the ground.

“Useless guy!” The man scolded Bai Liu sternly, “How can you stop in the middle of the rehearsal for the god sacrifice! This is a great disrespect to the evil god!”

Bai Liu lowered his head and lowered his eyes, without raising his hand? There was blood on his mouth, and he didn’t say anything.

Seeing that Bai Liu didn’t say anything, this man was extremely angry again. He was about to lift a kick and kick Bai Liu’s waist, but when he swept across Bai Liu’s expensive divine sacrifice costume, the action of kicking it was dangerous and dangerous. , holding back his anger, pointed at Bai Liu’s nose and asked:

“The first act of the evil sacrifice will be held in seven days. You can’t remember the opening dance moves. If something goes wrong with the evil god sacrifice in the past ten years, you are the most likely to become the heir of the evil god. Man, we will also put you on a chain and sink into the bottom of the sea, as the [anchor] of the shrine!”

The man sneered: “I know you are most afraid of water, and you don’t want to be tortured like that, so just practice!”

Said? After finishing, the man threw his sleeves and left, bowing his head to the two of them, obviously a little? The little attendant who was afraid of him instructed in a cold voice: “Help him down to change his clothes, and treat his wounds on his face for me.

” Don’t allow him to sleep at night, and practice the god sacrificial dance a thousand times for me. Before I go to the stage tomorrow, I want to see him dance the god sacrificial dance every step of the way.”

A little attendant raised his head shiveringly: “But Mifune-sama, Bai Liu hasn’t rested for three days, yesterday because he was punished by you, he hasn’t drank a sip of water until today, if he doesn’t rest…”

Mifune glanced gloomily at the little attendant.

The little attendant’s shoulders suddenly trembled

, and he bowed his head obediently: “I see, I will supervise Bai Liu’s dance all night until he can meet your requirements.”

, with a big stride, he stepped down from the high platform, and the two servants stepped forward to support Bai Liu.

Among them, one of the little attendants who had just spoken for Bai Liu cautiously probed and made sure that after the Royal Boat came down from the high platform, he walked directly into the town without looking back. He breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at the pale face with concern. Bai Liu: “Are you okay? Can you stand still?”

Bai Liu slowly shook his head: “It’s okay.”

It wasn’t until the royal boat left that he regained control over his body. Can’t move.

It seems that this dungeon is more stringent than the previous dungeon in Yinshan Village, which has stricter requirements on the role-playing of players, and any behavior that does not conform to the character cannot appear at all. Once it appears, the system will force it to take over the body.

…requiring him to follow the path of the evil god’s heir so exactly, plus the theme of (the evil god’s sacrifice), it seems that Bai Liu really can’t wait.

“How can it be okay?” The little attendant started chattering as soon as he saw Mifune leaving, his face could not hide his worry, “Yesterday you stepped on the wrong beat, Master Mifune made you dance all day without eating or drinking, today You went up to the high platform without closing your eyes. How many times have you shaken in the middle of the rehearsal in the afternoon? I thought you would fall directly from the high platform.”

With the explanation of the little attendant, Bai Liu did indeed go from here.

Gu felt a kind of weakness in his body caused by not taking sugar and water for a long time, and his head began to feel a little dizzy. He supported the little attendant’s hand and closed his eyes and took a breath to get used to this weakness.

The little attendant was startled when Bai Liu closed his eyes, and hurriedly took out a handful of candy from his sleeve: “This is the Jinping candy I just bought at the festival. I secretly brought it up in my sleeve, you can eat a few first. Hold on!”

Bai Liu opened his eyes slightly, and he took a few and swallowed.

The sticky sweetness of the candy and the scratching feeling of the hard candy across his dry throat made him cough a few times when he swallowed it, and the little attendant looked at Bai Liu with more distressed eyes: “Wait, let’s sneak back home. There is no one to supervise the houseboat, so you can have something to eat and rest.”

“The houseboat?” Bai Liu’s eyes rolled and he asked in a tone, “Where?” The

little attendant reached out and touched Bai Liu’s forehead, worried. He asked: “Bai Liu, do you have a fever and everyone is confused?”

“You don’t remember where the houseboat is?”

“The houseboat is where we, the bought sacrifices, lived when we were young.”

The little attendant sighed: “But it’s normal that you don’t remember. You haven’t been back to the houseboat since you were taken away by Mifune-sama five years ago. You have been living in the town’s shrine as the heir of Lord Evil God.”

Bai Liu lied in a flat tone: “I remembered, but a place like a houseboat, where sacrifices are lived, won’t they be closely guarded by the worshipers? Why? Why is there no one to supervise them?”

“It used to be the place where the houseboat has been strictly guarded.” The little attendant sighed, “Bai Liu, you are really confused about dancing, have you forgotten, tomorrow will be the first day of the seven-day Evil God Festival.

” There will be no one to supervise the houseboat tonight.” The

little attendant raised his head without any emotion on his face: “Because? The people in the town will go to the houseboat to grab the sacrifice frantically.”

“——This is the beginning of the evil spirit sacrifice. , Ship Palace Night Festival.”