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The second keyword was "Gale."

The impact of this word was even stronger. It made the two heroes clutch their heads and slump over the table, taking a long time to recover.

Perhaps because the headache was too intense, Beist even started slapping his own head, sending bits of bone flying with every strike.

It was a good thing they didn’t have brains, or this game definitely wouldn’t be rated 15+.

When he finally stopped, Beist gasped, "I remember now. We had another companion back then. His name was Gale, and he called himself a Descender."

"Me too. That guy was a truly elegant gentleman, he just loved to slack off a bit too much," said Winston.

"But he was powerful. He helped us uncover the truth, find the underground, discover the true nature of the Heart-devouring Worms, and then helped us interrupt the ritual. If it weren’t for him, we would have been done for."

Hearing this, Duan Fei cut them off, unable to resist asking, "Gale? Was he a guy who wore a butler’s uniform, white gloves, and always had a very elegant smile?"

"The clothes don’t match, but if you mention an elegant smile, then that’s definitely him. After all, I’ve never met anyone as elegant as he was."

Pinching his chin, Duan Fei felt something was off.

’The ritual was interrupted fifty years ago. Could Gale have been playing the game fifty years ago?’

Then, Duan Fei chuckled in spite of himself, thinking he was getting in too deep and was starting to lose track of what was the game and what was reality.

’It’s obvious that Gale wrote himself into the instance, making himself a character in it.’

’Of course, it’s also possible Gale played this instance before and used himself as an easter egg during an event.’

’Alright then. He really likes to play fancy, doesn’t he?’

The third keyword was also the last one.

"Demon God."

After he said the word, the two skeletons’ expressions changed drastically.

Skeletons don’t have faces, of course, but Duan Fei could still feel a shift in their auras.

Fear, hesitation, indecision... but in the end, all these negative emotions transformed into courage and resolve.

"I remember everything now. The origin of the corruption, Kael’s identity... That guy is a follower of the Demon God, but he didn’t go by that name back then," Beist said, clutching his head.

’A Demon God... I’m getting a good feeling about this.’

A Demon God was not an Evil God, but a third type of deity, distinct from True Gods and Evil Gods.

Both True Gods and Demon Gods were powerful deities. They had their own followers, their own divine duties, and their own goals.

Evil Gods, on the other hand, had no divine duties and were not bound by them, but this also made them exceptionally weak.

The Evil God Duan Fei had encountered before was just like that. That Evil God with the ridiculously long, terrible name wasn’t actually a big deal. If not for the fact that it was hard to kill, Duan Fei felt it was just a glorified elite mob.

But a Demon God was different. They were bona fide deities.

Every Demon God had their own followers, and their reputation was known across multiple multiverses. In game terms, their reputation score would be in the hundreds.

The goal of a True God was to lead their followers to ultimate happiness, while the goal of a Demon God was to eradicate all life and return the world to a silent death.

Don’t ask why the two types of gods have such different goals. If you have to ask, the answer is "game design."

Seeing Duan Fei start to let out an excited, "HEH HEH HEH," Winston asked in confusion, "What are you so happy about?"

"I’m going to bully it, despise it. If possible, I’ll even subject it to the ultimate humiliation and hang it on a cross like a roasted duck! Just thinking about it gets me excited!"

Seeing Duan Fei, who was beside himself with excitement, Winston found it really difficult to empathize with him.

’This skeleton... did he throw out his morals along with his brain?’

Looking at the other players nearby, Winston asked doubtfully, "You’re acquainted with him, right... Is he... normally like this?"

"Not really, but you’ll find it kind of cute once you get used to it," Jinghong said.

"...Alright, I’m now certain that both of you are not normal."

Sighing, Winston continued, "Kael is a follower of the Demon God. He worships the Demon God fanatically, but back then, he appeared as a believer of the Church. He did a good job of disguising his fanaticism for the Demon God as devotion to the Church, so he fooled a lot of people."

"Wait, did no one notice he was colluding with a Demon God?"

"Two beams of light are both still light. Can you tell the difference between them?"

Winston meant that both the Demon God and the Church’s True God were deities, and their powers were both Divine Power, making it difficult to tell them apart.

Moreover, in this instance, Extraordinary Power wasn’t very prominent. Most people could only tell that someone was using Extraordinary Power, but they couldn’t distinguish the source of that Power.

Tapping his head, Winston continued, "Kael originally planned to use the Heart-devouring Worms to control more people, turn them into sacrifices for the Demon God, and exchange them for more Power. But back then, his ritual was interrupted by us. He had to start his preparations all over again to make a new sacrifice to the Demon God. It seems these next few days are when the stars align, which is the most suitable time for a sacrifice to the Demon God."

After learning Kael’s goal and that the Demon God’s power was very similar to a True God’s, Duan Fei suddenly had a terrible theory.

"Do you think it’s possible that in all the years since Kael became Pope, all the new Priests who received Divine Grace have actually become followers of the Demon God? That the Power they’re using is actually the Demon God’s Power?"

The Priest’s and the Little Nun’s faces changed instantly.

"Also, could he already know about Descenders? After all, he met Gale fifty years ago, so he’s probably figured out what Descenders are. In that case, could he be pretending to be a benevolent NPC to trick the players? And he has the Heart-devouring Worms to help him. I have a feeling the players are being scammed big time right now."

Darts Guest’s face also changed.

"And on top of that..."

"Stop, stop talking," Darts Guest said hurriedly. "If you say any more, I’m just going to give up."

"How exciting!" Shadow God said, thrilled. "This feeling of upholding justice, even if it means becoming an enemy of the world... it’s just so epic!"

Darts Guest looked up at the sky and sighed, "Is there anyone normal on our side?"

Bald Qiang raised his hand, then prepared to scratch his butt.

After Darts Guest shot him a glare, Bald Qiang lowered his hand, and then proceeded to scratch his butt.

Duan Fei was a skeleton, Jinghong was terrifying, Shadow God was a chuuni, Bald Qiang hadn’t been normal since he was possessed by that monkey spirit, and Lone Ranger was still unconscious.

The two NPCs beside him were quite formidable, but they were skeletons now, their strength greatly diminished.

And their opponent was an entire Church that could use its influence to control many countries, with a group of deceived players on its side. No matter how you looked at it, it was a hopeless situation.

Just as Darts Guest felt like he was doomed, he felt a pat on his shoulder.

Beside him, Duan Fei pounded his chest with a clattering sound. "Don’t worry, we have reinforcements."

"Who? Where?"

"The Great Tomb. That gang of skeletons."

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