Eldritch Horror Theatre - Ch. 11: Evil God's Vitality



"Hello there, young man."

Faced with Fu Qian's sudden approach, the noblewoman was visibly taken aback for a moment before letting out a low, giggling laugh.

Her eyes gave off a strange, blurred sensation, like a crouching beast.

Since the five of them walked through the door, she had been staring at them with that exact look.

Accompanied by the gurgling of bloody water in her mouth, Fu Qian had no doubt she would lunge forward and bite someone at any moment.

Fortunately, after answering Fu Qian, her eyes gained a sliver of clarity, as if she had recalled her human identity.

She can still converse—there’s a chance!
It seems she hasn't completely lost her mind.

Fu Qian’s judgment proved correct. His interest spiked, and he decided to continue executing his attention-drawing plan.

"You are truly beautiful, madam. Are you interested in some negative-distance contact?"

Worried that boring pickup lines wouldn't grab her attention, he chose to get straight to the point.

Hehe!

Covering her mouth with her hand, the beautiful woman's eyes slowly rolled as she let out a string of thin, high-pitched laughter.

"Your question is very rude, but you are very energetic. You look quite delicious, too."

"But are you sure you would still... like me like this?"

The noblewoman gently leaned back, exposing her bulging abdomen. She gently stroked it with one hand, her eyes softening.

"It's fine, I love kids."

Fu Qian's expression didn't change in the slightest.

"Is that so? That's wonderful..."

The beautiful woman's smile grew increasingly sickeningly sweet.

"I also love... especially young kids."

...

This guy told us not to make a move, just so he could go flirt?!

Is he actually flirting with the evil entity he mentioned?
The four people in the distance were completely dumbfounded, their sanity and moral compasses brutally battered by the scene unfolding before them.

In just this short moment, the bloody porcelain fragments dripping from the noblewoman's face had already dyed her chest red.

The contrast of red and white made her look increasingly demonic and alluring.

Yet Fu Qian turned a blind eye to this, his gaze still tender and affectionate, his words still vulgar and obscene.

We cannot let this kid live!

Witnessing this, the buzz-cut man couldn't help but mutter to himself, feeling his trigger arm itching to act.

To be such a pervert at such a young age—given time, he would definitely become a major menace.

This guy definitely came prepared. He holds too much information that we don't know.

The Team Leader beside him was a bit more mature, knowing that Fu Qian was buying time for him, but his mind was still churning violently.

Despite his churning thoughts, the Team Leader didn't hesitate to pull out his Ultimate Weapon.

"Cover me!"

With a low roar, the Team Leader locked onto the target and began to charge his power.

With Fu Qian causing such a distraction, locking onto the target was almost too easy.

The noblewoman was even guided into turning her back to them!

If he couldn't get it done now, he might as well bash his head in.

As the lightning sparked and gathered wildly, the Team Leader grew increasingly nervous.

Finally, under the protection of the other three, the lightning in the Team Leader's hands swelled to its absolute limit.

The next moment, endless streaks of lightning completely engulfed the noblewoman.

Separated by only a single table, Fu Qian felt as if he was going to go blind for a second.

The noblewoman's body was like straw in a hurricane, instantly collapsing on impact without a doubt.

From skin to bone, she was annihilated into ash.

It was only then that a grey shadow in her abdomen began to struggle violently.

Layers of barriers appeared and shattered instantly, before finally exploding silently into a cloud of black mist that slowly dissipated.

Is it dead?

The incredibly glorious Lightning Railgun ground to a halt.

The four Night Watchers all let out a long sigh of relief.
The Team Leader had reached his limit and almost fell to his knees.

It was obvious that wielding that thing consumed a massive amount of energy.

"Check the perimeter—"

Forcing himself to stand up, the Team Leader only got halfway through his sentence before a hand pierced straight through his chest.

Everyone froze on the spot, looking in disbelief at the Old Man standing behind the Team Leader.

The Old Man revealed a bizarre smile. The next moment, bone blades burst out of that withered hand, completely severing the Team Leader's life force.

[Spawn of the Evil God has descended. Containment Failed.]

It actually didn't die?!

Returning to the Warehouse, Fu Qian deeply realized just how troublesome an Evil God could be.

When the noblewoman was reduced to ashes just now, he hadn't received a mission completion prompt, which made him slightly suspicious at the time.

Unfortunately, the Old Man moved too fast.

Looking at it now, could it be that even if its host body is destroyed, it can still possess and occupy another person's body to complete its descent?

Impossible!
If it truly was immortal and could possess anyone at will, this thing could have just slaughtered everyone one by one. Why would it have such a massive reaction to the Lightning Railgun?

But the Old Man was indeed possessed. Was there something special about him?
That Notebook!

Fu Qian's eyes lit up as a thought struck him.

He remembered the Old Man mentioning that the Notebook was found nearby, and the Ritual Cipher Text also came from it.

In a sense, it was completely natural for the Notebook to have a connection with this descending "brother."

Considering that the Old Man kept it closely on his person, it was highly possible for it to complete its possession and rebirth through it.

But if that was really the case, the situation was much more complicated.

[Sanity Value -1, entering Containment Scene.]

Frowning, Fu Qian chose to enter again.

He continued to play the role of the expert, guiding everyone underground, then stepping up to flirt with the girl, creating the ultimate opening for the Team Leader.

Except this time, after the Team Leader fired, Fu Qian didn't stay to watch the Evil God's destruction. Instead, he immediately retreated.

The moment the black shadow struggled and began to dissipate in the lightning beam, Fu Qian didn't hesitate to fire five consecutive Air Bullets right at the Ultimate Weapon in the Team Leader's hands.

Under the horrified gazes of the group, the lightning beam—which hadn't yet stopped—instantly reacted.

Following a violent tremor, the lightning beam exploded from its source, and blue-white electricity instantly blanketed the entire hall.

Under the terrifying shockwave, Fu Qian was sent flying without suspense.

A moment later, the lightning dispersed. Fu Qian climbed up from the floor and saw the others lying on the ground as well.

The closest and weakest, the Old Man, had already been completely reduced to a pile of charred remains.

The Team Leader and the buzz-cut man were clinging to their last breaths.

The only one standing was the White Porcelain Girl, Su Gao.

She was leaning on her blade, looking at him with a very complex expression.

Her entire body was covered in those glass-like cracks, looking as if she could shatter at any moment.

It was a truly tragic sight!

...It's still not over?

Equally covered in wounds, Fu Qian still hadn't received the successful containment prompt.

Squinting as he scanned the area, Fu Qian noticed a Notebook glowing brightly not far from the Old Man's corpse. Its pages were even flipping on their own.

It fell out?

Fu Qian's heart stirred. Looking at the crimson bloodlight on the Notebook that seemed to be coming alive, he simply grabbed it and gripped it tightly in his hand.

The next moment, a sharp pain struck his palm.

Almost instantly, an icy, gloomy aura enveloped him.

Fu Qian felt his mind rapidly being filled with a berserk bloodlust, his sanity evaporating at an extreme speed.

Just as I expected, this thing wants to possess me through the Notebook.

As expected of an Evil God, its vitality was truly formidable.

While marveling at it, Fu Qian raised his right hand.

He felt around and found a wound under his ribs.

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