This woman holds grudges way too much, right? It’s been several days, and she’s still fixated on this?
Besides, you can’t pin this on me.
If it hadn’t been for you planning to use Game Characters to destroy the Fire Stealing Village, and then silencing everyone afterward, I wouldn’t have stolen the Night Watcher’s remnants and bolted.
Yang Qizhou deeply understood what it means to never offend a woman.
He shifted to a more comfortable position on the sofa, tapped his screen, and continued gaming.
"You show no panic, saying expressionlessly... If you kill me, then no one else will come to save you."
"The dreadful power halts at your feet."
"You notice Alice’s drowsiness deepening, as if ready to drift off at any moment. In a murmuring tone, she says... You are a mere ant, so insignificant before the Dream Monster. How could you possibly save me?"
"You wonder if all women are this stubborn. About to die, yet still acting so tough."
"You remain calm, suggesting that you could negotiate with Fire Stealing Village and unite with the Night Watcher team, which might offer a chance to deal with the Dream Monster."
"You see Alice fall silent, the murderous intent fading from her face, her gaze softening."
"You think your chance is here and secretly rejoice."
"But just as you’re ready to exploit ’Alice’s’ vulnerabilities, something terrifying happens."
"The once-stopped beam of twilight surges again like an overwhelming tide. Your eyes turn gray, your hair withers to straw-yellow, your skin shrivels, your hearing deteriorates, your teeth fall out, your vision blurs—as if you’ve aged decades in moments."
"You faintly hear Alice’s whisper,"
"She says, Who do you think I am? I am the Lord of Night’s believer, the ground representative of the Eternal Night Curtain. Just an insignificant ant daring to toy with me, and then expect me to let bygones be bygones to cooperate with you? That’s laughable."
"I would rather die at the hands of the Dream Monster than ever associate with such a revolting, pathetic, disgusting ant like you."
"With a final wheeze, you collapse to the ground, a dried-up corpse."
Yang Qizhou was filled with countless question marks, slamming his fist on the desk with a loud ’bang.’
Hey, hey, hey, Alice, you’re literally about to die! Yet you’re still stewing over being messed with earlier? How deep is this grudge? Can’t we just drop the melodrama?
He gulped down several mouthfuls of ’82 Coke, finally calming down his agitated heart.
If it were any other player facing Alice’s intense hostility, they’d probably give up on plans to partner up and stay as far away from her as possible.
But Yang Qizhou reacted differently.
Not only was he not disheartened, he squinted his eyes and smirked wickedly.
"I originally intended to connect with you calmly and gently, but all I got in return was your cold murder stare. Well, if that’s the case, don’t blame me for playing dirty."
Yang Qizhou opted to use an item...
From there, the familiar sequence resumed. The Game Character once again found themselves at the River of Death, under the gaze of an unknown presence, though there was still no sign of it appearing.
Yang Qizhou already had plans in mind, deciding to use the power of fate to rewrite the death outcome... commonly known as normal resurrection.
The pale text refreshed again.
"You rise once again in a blend of mystery and the unknown on the desolate wilderness, opening your eyes anew."
"You spot Alice leaning against a twilight-colored tree, half-asleep, her blood-stained clothes eerily dreadful. Yet paired with her breathtaking beauty, it exudes an unsettling allure."
"You silently marvel at the fact that despite being vengeful, ferocious, cunning, and a cold-blooded killer, this woman is undeniably stunning. Pity you can’t experience her kiss firsthand."
"You hear a mocking voice cutting through her half-conscious state—Alice speaks..."
"She says, I know that explorers like you are strange, possessing a blessing powerful enough to break free from the laws of the River of Death. But so what? I’ll be right here waiting. You resurrect once, I kill you once. A blessing won’t last forever."
"Your confidence is steady, but you’re still chilled by Alice’s ruthlessness, internally crying out at her resolve to camp your corpse."
"You see as horrifying power swirls back over like an ocean tide,"
"You activate the effect of Holy Redemption."
"Alice forgives you,"
"The previously surging twilight light disperses as well."
"Nice, Compulsory Forgiveness rules!"
Yang Qizhou shouted excitedly. With midnight passing, the effect of Holy Redemption had refreshed once more.
At the time, he’d thought that if Alice still harbored resentment against the Game Character and refused to cooperate, he would simply leverage this sacred sacrifice from the King of Virtue to force a reconciliation with the Old Gods’ believer.
Now it seemed everything was going as planned.
I never disappoint myself.
Yang Qizhou then thought of something, scrolling back up and quickly spotting a line of text.
"Ground representative of the Eternal Night Curtain... So Alice is from that place. But what is it? How does it compare to the Silver Country and the Golden Country?"
"Speaking of which, isn’t the Radiant Kingdom the strongest power on the Old Earth? Why does it feel like it’s been infiltrated into a sieve by the Evil Gods?"
"There’s something fishy here,"
"As expected, there’s so much about the Old Earth’s portrayal in the Deceit World that needs to be taken with a grain of salt for now."
Back to the game, back to the game.
The text kept refreshing.
"In her semi-conscious state, Alice declares, I am the Lord of Night’s Favored, the ground representative of the Eternal Night Curtain, holding a heart as vast as a god’s. Ant-like explorer, despite toying with me, I have forgiven you."
"Alice hurriedly adds... With your pitiful capabilities as a human, how will you save me?"
"You secretly sneer, thinking that prior to activating Holy Redemption, that wasn’t her attitude. Ha, women sure change faces fast."
"You remain composed, striving to project yourself as a mature, reliable, passionate, and righteous explorer."
"You ask Alice about information regarding the Dream Monster,"
"You notice Alice’s expression twisting into a teeth-gritting grimace as she delivers a detailed explanation..."
"It seems the monster has been tainted with the aura of the Dream Realm Sovereign, cultivated under the authority of the Mother of Beauty and Fertility."
"Because the Dream Realm Sovereign and the Lord of Night are opposed to each other, the Dream Monster mercilessly hunts Alice when it detects her existence,"
"The Dream Monster itself isn’t particularly powerful, but as the Dream Realm Sovereign’s child, it has the ability to traverse and corrupt dreams."
"I was caught off guard, and my dream got polluted, allowing the Dream Monster to seize control. The torturous mutilation I suffered in the dream was mirrored into reality, leaving me in this broken state."
"The vague spirit light in your mind suddenly sharpens with clarity, leaving you shocked."
"Dream Realm’s Child?"
"Could it be the one that was born from the Moonlight Ancient Holy Statue’s pregnancy?"