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Chapter 499: Chapter 496: "From now on, your name will be Xiao Hei.

"Boom—!"

Upon the vast expanse of sand, a violent roaring sound suddenly erupted.

The pink energy light flared and then quickly retracted as a woman in red robes withdrew her hand. She was Miu Wen, a Player whose strength was mid-level in the rankings.

Before her lay a black behemoth, slowly falling to the ground. This creature was different from common beasts; its entire body flowed with a black liquid that conveyed an unsettling sense of liquidity, as if it were composed of sludge.

"...This world really does have a lot of inexplicable creatures," came a cheeky voice from behind Miu Wen.

"How’s the situation with the Second Tribe?" The woman in red turned around to look at Yulia, who stood behind her, ranked in the top eighty Players. Yulia was a Support Type Player, skilled in halo and exploration abilities, and was responsible for their scouting.

"So far, no Player has taken control of the Tribe, but once you’ve accumulated enough Prestige, we could have your Guide take us to try," said Yulia. "I predict... the battle to come may rely heavily on NPCs and powers, especially with the Number One Player around who always likes to get involved in power struggles. It’s only the fourth day, and I’m worried... this instance might evolve into a conflict between Tribes later on."

Miu Wen’s brows furrowed slightly.

"I heard that the First Tribe is in lockdown? Aren’t they holding a succession ceremony?"

The succession ceremony of the First Tribe was publicly announced, a major event within the instance that many Players were watching closely.

But since yesterday, the First Tribe had been sealed off, and all they could hear were rumors of some abnormalities occurring in the ancient castle within.

"I heard the Number One Player just went to the First Tribe," said Yulia.

"..." Miu Wen: "Okay, I should have guessed he was behind it."

"Could it be that the First Tribe has already become his?"

"Considering past events, it’s not strange for it to happen."

"He’s miraculous."

"Yeah, miraculous enough that every Player has something to say about him," Miu Wen said. "...But that’s the end of it."

"Have you already contacted Wei Yaxin and the others?"

"The ’Banishment of the Malicious’ meeting is about to start; they’ve already obtained sufficient evidence. The Number One Player is undoubtedly a perpetrator... Let’s take this opportunity to eliminate the biggest threat." Miu Wen said.

While they were talking, the ground suddenly began to shake.

"Rumble—"

Before them, the black beast that had already been killed began to tremble violently.

Both of them retreated a distance in shock, observing the scene.

The liquid that resembled black mud on the black beast started to surge and shake... as if countless maggots were wriggling and crawling inside.

"...Something’s not right, let’s go!" Miu Wen was extremely cautious; realizing this black beast was different from the many she had killed before, she immediately chose to retreat.

They swiftly left the area while the black beast continued to quiver and squirm.

Moments later, the black beast opened its blood-red eyes.

Only, those eyes were lifeless, akin to the eyes of a zombie beast.

It rose from the sands, stirring up clouds of sand and mud, and stood upright in an earth-shaking manner.

An ominous Curse Aura began to spread throughout this sandy land.

Miu Wen and her companion’s decision to retreat was wise; the black beast had completely transformed into a Curse Black Beast, and any slight injury could mean death from the Curse.

Curse creatures were originally not very strong, but this gigantic black beast far exceeded the strength of ordinary curse creatures.

In this night, if such a creature imbued with Curse Aura began to attack, it would be extremely dangerous for all Players venturing out at night.

"Huff—"

A gust of wind swept by.

A figure wrapped in a black robe appeared before it.

Upon seeing the figure, the previously somewhat agitated Black Beast immediately became docile. It lay down before the man like a servant submitting to its master, its posture resembling that of a little dog.

The man in the black robe reached out his hand, stroking the Black Beast’s fur. He seemed unfazed by the curse aura emanating from the Black Beast.

"...What name should I give you?"

The man in the black robe pondered for a while.

The Black Beast lay before him, as obedient as a pet. The terrifying curse aura continuously spread from its body, distorting the fresh air around it. Even the cacti, which were relatively normal, began to blacken and rot.

Like the source of radiation, it kept emitting a curse, compressing the last living spaces of this world.

This was the source of a disaster.

...But someone was creating it.

This black-robed man seemed to be its master.

"What to name you... Ah, right, your entire body is black." The man in the black robe finally made up his mind:

"...From now on, your name will be Xiao Hei (Little Black)."

...

"...I’ll be waiting for you; you must appear in the future."

These were the last words Su Ming’an heard from Xiber before he left that timeline.

She kept gazing at him, her eyes extremely bright, as if she wanted to firmly imprint his image in her mind.

The teleportation white light enveloped him. The black mud, the lonely wooden hut, the silhouette of the girl wrapped in a red robe... Everything started to fade away.

When he opened his eyes again, a system prompt hung before him.

Because he successfully saved both Feng Qiqi and Cici, his Perfect Completion Progress advanced to 35%, and he earned 100 Points.

Below the system panel, there was a small prompt: [Please note, the "Malicious Players" banishment meeting will start in ten minutes.]

Su Ming’an knew there would be 5 malicious players among the players, a rule that was announced at the start of the instance. These malicious players didn’t need to collect Silver Stars; as long as they weren’t banished, they could advance to the finals, with their mission being to disrupt others’ progress at all costs.

Every three days, the instance would hold a banishment meeting for malicious players, gathering all surviving players together, and the time for it was almost upon them.

The Guide had informed the players on the first day whether or not they were malicious players. Su Ming’an had asked Xiber, and she said he wasn’t.

In that case... the meeting actually wasn’t that dangerous.

He closed the system interface and suddenly smelled a familiar earthy scent... as well as the weight on his shoulder that had returned.

He lit up his wristwatch light. Through the small circle of light, he saw the tunnel before him.

...Indeed, the place where he had crossed timelines before was in this tunnel.

He moved the direction of his wristwatch, shining it directly on his shoulder, and as expected, he saw a raven with blood-red eyes.

When the raven caught his gaze, it let out a soft caw.

Though it was just the caw of a bird, now that he knew the truth, Su Ming’an saw in those red eyes a message that seemed to say, "Haha, you didn’t see that coming, did you?"

This bird... had used the five-year difference in time to complete this closed-loop summoning, saving the Cici of the past, and even... it had calculated the future, convincing Su Ming’an that it truly was a Divine Envoy of Bai Shen, leading him to spontaneously collect the three Authorities.

Even if Xiber now turned into a monster in the ancient castle, Su Ming’an, who knew the true past of Jiu Shen, was determined to rescue her, rather than, like everyone else, see Jiu Shen as an evil god.

This was the secret of the oldest god being deprived of faith.

He knew this now.

"Shadow," Su Ming’an said.

"Caw," the raven cried out.

"You’re quite the schemer," Su Ming’an said.

"Caw caw," the raven cawed proudly.

"The setup is brilliant. At least, before this, I really hadn’t thought of it," Su Ming’an said.

"Caw caw caw," the raven cawed, its head almost proudly raised to the sky.

The raven seemed to enjoy Su Ming’an’s words, which sounded like both a compliment and a sarcasm.

Su Ming’an stretched out his hand and opened the pet panel.

A white shadow darted out, pouncing on the raven on his shoulder like a starving tiger attacks its prey.

"Meow," the white cat’s eyes almost shot out green light, very aggressive towards the raven.

The raven did not show weakness either. Having achieved its goal, it flew away from Su Ming’an’s shoulder and started fighting with the white cat.

The bird and the cat were "viciously battling" while Su Ming’an raised his hand, reaching up towards the dirt above—

Sure enough, he heard a "click."

Dust cascaded down from above, and he pushed open the wooden board overhead.

He saw dried black stains on the wooden board.

Some of the stains were on the surface of the board, while others had seeped into the cracks, turning the dusty wooden board pitch black.

He knew that these black stains were blood, the blood of the distant past, spilled on the wooden board, the blood of a mother.

On the ground, there remained traces of a bloody array, but those traces were almost completely worn away.

The wooden room before him, with furniture haphazardly overturned and the cold night wind blowing through the broken wooden door, had an oil lamp still placed on the table, with its light long extinguished.

It was as if the distant times were suddenly interwoven here; he felt as if he had just seen under that lamp the seamstress woman softly talking with her husband, witnessed the children who gathered here, resembling a little train team.

But in the blink of an eye, as if the old photographs suddenly faded, when he turned his head back, there was only ash, silence, decay, and desolation left here.

There was just a single candy wrapped in a colorful plastic shell lying in his pocket.

"..."

He returned to the tunnel, planning to head to the First Tribe.

Having been led through it once by Feng Qiqi, he now knew how to navigate this path.

As he passed the red wall that had been scribbled on by Xiber as a child, he saw a new pattern.

Among the dense, tiny characters, this pattern seemed to be freshly painted, with bright colors and handwriting completely different from Xiber’s scrawly diary words.

...This pattern, he was sure he had not seen it when he passed this wall before.

It was as if it had just appeared, prepared specifically for his return.

It was an oracle.

This was the final oracle Su Ming’an had been searching for.

...

"[Oh my only believer and adventurer-- may you show them the long-lost light and freedom of Qiongdi.]"

...

This oracle was beautifully written and the ink was fresh.

Having gained some faith strength, Jiu Shen bestowed the final lifeline to His curtain-dropping believer.

Su Ming’an reached out to submit it.

...

[Eighth World·First Malicious Exile Convention]

"Shua shua shua--"

Dozens of teleportation white lights flickered.

A large circle of people once again stood on the platform in the sky.

But compared to the start, the number of people was significantly less, only about forty, with many empty spots, and even whole circles that were void of players.

Even for the players who hadn’t died, the situation wasn’t great. Many were injured; some were so unstable after appearing that they immediately sat down on the platform. The young player, Bonnie, started crying loudly as soon as she appeared—her right arm was broken, and the fracture was pitch black, who knows who had chopped it.

After assembling, the broadcast rooms of the forty-eight surviving players merged into one. They were no longer segregated but consolidated into a large broadcast room where all viewers could talk.

At this moment, various comments floated in this super large broadcast room like a world chat channel. Hundreds of pages of comments would appear each second, and only those who turned on the "Essential Selection" function could see clearly.

"Essential Selection," "Ad Block," "Banned Words" and other functions were new features in the broadcast room; the world game seemed to be continuously updating. Even such frivolous features with various effects started to pop up. Otherwise, in the past, the broadcast room would have been flooded with all kinds of irrelevant ads, such as cereals, matchmaking, couples, singing, selling tea, selling notebooks, selling PS, PR skills, and so forth...

A complete array of ads blossomed like flowers in spring.

It must be said, the emergence of the "Ad Block" feature signified a "progress of the era" for the broadcast room, although this advancement still seemed somewhat sad to people.

...

[Damn, quite a few people have died. There’s a big gap already.]

[Only when the players gathered did the situation become clear. They all seem to be hanging by a thread, nearly all of them injured...]

[It’s only the fourth day, and more than half of the players have suffered casualties. These are players who almost never died in the previous instances and ranked high on the leaderboard. If it were us... we’d probably have been wiped out already.]

[At this rate, won’t all the big shots die before fifteen days are up, leading to a wipeout ending?]

[Not necessarily, someone on the Silver Star leaderboard has already collected twelve silver stars. So badass, *** totally dominating all the way here.]

...

The audience was passionately discussing, but the players weren’t focused on this suddenly unified broadcast room; their first instinct was to look towards the direction of the top ten players to see if any of the big shots had slipped up.

The next moment, many people looked shocked.

They never expected... that it would be the third position that was empty.

Su Ming’an, Noel, Mizushima Kawa Sora, Bei Wang, and others were still standing there as usual, but Edward, who was considered to have a high chance of winning, had disappeared.

But before they could express their surprise, their gaze was violently pulled by another figure.

...It wasn’t that their attention was scattered; it was just that the figure was too striking.

With loose golden hair and dressed in a light white dress, a girl bloomed like a tulip on the edge of the platform. She was beautiful, with an elegant demeanor, and her big blue eyes shone brightly, touching people’s hearts.

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