Chapter 218: Resident Evil: Otherworld Edition (2/2)

Either way, the corpse of the devil couldn’t be sent to Xi Wei’s divine kingdom as a sacrifice because its body seemed to still hold some divine power. The Rule hence judged that it was the brood of a still-living god, ultimately failing the sacrificial ritual.

“The power to raising the dead… could it be the Prince of Darkness? Nope, doesn’t feel the same.”

Xi Wei carefully sensed Nightcry’s condition through the Players fighting it.

“The Prince of Darkness controls the authority of Death, and that is very close to the foundation of this world’s Rules. On the other hand, this thing is like an unseasoned rack of lamb: no soul, just a zombie.”

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If Xi Wei could generally feel the Nightcry’s condition, the Players could observe the creature more clearly than Xi Wei.

The Players infected by zombie blight, died and became zombies themselves only mutated physically—their souls showed no change at all, and were sent into isolation in Xi Wei’s Black Hut as per Game Rules.

The only difference was that the zombified Players now did not have the resurrection period because their corpse had mutated.

Not even the Clerics could resurrect then now, although items like the Resurrection Ankh that revived them directly at the Lifestone would still work normally.

“So the Players were just a little confused by the sudden situation just now.”

Having paid close attention to the situation down at the mortal realm, Xi Wei was pleased that the Players quickly composed themselves after the initial panic. “While the zombified Players would still possess their physical strength, their greatest advantage of resurrection and skills are gone, and they are now much weaker than Players of the same level.”

And that was certainly true: after the earlier pandemonium, the Players soon discovered that their comrades weren’t really zombified thanks to the Game Forums, that they were merely sealed into the Black Hut and would be revived three days later.

“It’s not enough to start an event, but I could assign quests to the Players who have joined the battle.”

The remaining Players were motivated after learning that the resurrection mechanism was still in effect, and could fight normally. Then, further spurred on by their quest, the Players erupted into a frenzy and even more so when they realized that the zombies were too weak after trading blows.

According to the quest hint shown in the System, everything would be alright if they get rid of the Nightcry corpse which was the carrier of the zombie blight, and they could have a feast of grilled meat by the evening.

After all, the zombie blight was in itself a deviant divine power—creatures infected and killed by it would be altered into a brood of that divine power. Likewise, if they got rid of that brood, the deviant divine power would vanish without infinite resurrection.

But compared to the optimistic Players, Xi Wei was thinking much further ahead.

“That divine power… though it definitely wasn’t the Prince of Darkness, it must still be a god connected to the undead. The divine power has mutated considerably, and its true purpose now is to rapidly spread to turn all existence into their own brood… but what could the culprit actually want?”

Xi Wei examined the zombie corpses of his Players, his ball form frowning deeper. “Zombies like this would never supply divine energy like normal beings do for normal gods, and wouldn’t having them in their brood only hold them back? And yet they specifically chose a devil sealed in the Trinia Forest… what deeper meaning could there be?”

Suddenly, Xi Wei shivered at that very thought.

What if there was no deeper meaning?

What if the devil was simply a chess piece chosen by the culprit?

If that proved to be the case, what would become of the world?