"HAHAHAHAHAHA! The Whisper of the God—you cannot dodge it, nor can you resist it! What awaits you is only madness, decay, degeneration, and in the end…"
"Despair!"
The Evil God's will projection was filled with absolute confidence in this power!
Because throughout countless Worlds, across innumerable living beings, even in this peak era of the human race, even Human Emperor-tier experts had been unable to withstand it!
The Whisper of the God was a terrifying force that struck directly at the depths of the soul!
Very soon, a phantom-like, eerie gray figure drifted close to the ear of a first beta test player.
"Die die die die die…"
The phantom continuously emitted curse-like murmurs. Every single syllable resounded in the depths of the player's heart like the beating of a drum.
It was a death-like cursed voice!
Ordinary humans who heard this sound would gradually lose their sanity, go mad, and ultimately commit suicide!
However…
"So this is the whisper of an Evil God? Whoa, it rhymes so well! This rhythm—damn, it slaps!" The Rhythm Game Prince's eyes lit up. Listening to the hoarse yet rhythmic tone of the Whisper of the God in his ear, he couldn't help but get hyped.
"Die die die die die…"
"Boom-ts boom-ts boom-ts boom-ts boom-ts…"
"Die die die die die!"
"Yo~ yo~ yo~ yo~!"
As the phantom kept chanting its curse, the Rhythm Game Prince hummed along skillfully while walking.
Phantom: "???"
"Hurry up and kill yourself hurry up and kill yourself hurry up and kill yourself!!!" The phantom refused to give up. Its entire illusory body nearly pressed against the Rhythm Game Prince, its mouth opening several times wider as it unleashed an even more terrifying curse into his ear.
However…
"Holy crap, it can speed up the tempo? And switch rhythm? Awesome!" The Rhythm Game Prince grew even more excited.
"Hurry up and kill yourself hurry up and kill yourself hurry up and kill yourself!!!"
"Check it yo yo check it yo yo check it…"
"Die die die die hurry die die die die…"
"Everybody go go everybody…"
As the phantom kept changing tempo and amplifying the curse, the Rhythm Game Prince matched it effortlessly, switching rhythms and singing more and more excitedly!
Phantom: "???"
Is this guy mentally ill or what?
Almost at the same time…
"The power of Suruk will soon corrupt—" A phantom clung to a player's ear and had only spoken a few words.
"What? Suruk? Is that something tasty? Where? Is there more? Can I get a large portion? If I can't finish it, can I take it to go?" That foodie player shouted excitedly.
Phantom: "???"
"Rot away… fall… sink into ruin…" A phantom whispered endlessly into a player's ear.
"Ahh, that voice… raspy and scratchy, so tingly… it feels so good! ASMR is the best, mmm~ more~" A cup of cold water looked more and more delighted as he listened, even revealing an extremely nauseating expression.
Phantom: "That's disgusting… absolutely disgusting…"
...
Moments later…
"Puhah! What is going on? Why hasn't the Whisper of the God taken effect? Why?!" The Evil God's will projection quickly realized that the Whisper of the God had failed to break the mind of a single invader, nor had it caused any mental collapse!
Instead, a few phantoms even seemed to have been counter-corroded?
How could this be?
"Hehehe… Since that's the case, then let us enter a more terrifying form! If sound alone cannot shatter these invaders' minds, then…"
"We shall add something real!!!"
The Evil God's will projection muttered hoarsely, chanting an ancient language.
The next moment—
All the phantoms transformed into even more terrifying forms!
"Crash!" In front of A Cup Of Cold Water, accompanied by a strange squirming sound—
Countless ink-green tentacles spread outward, surging in from all directions, surrounding him completely.
"The terror of Tentacle Hell… a mere human will soon face despair…" As the endless ink-green tentacles closed in around A Cup Of Cold Water, they sealed off every possible escape route!
This—was Tentacle Hell!
The nightmare most feared by countless living beings!
However…
"Whoa, I've been waiting for this moment! It's finally here!" A Cup Of Cold Water stripped off his clothes at light speed, his face filled with excitement and anticipation.
"I'm ready, come on baby~~"
"Quick, come! Ravage me to your heart's content!"
...
The more he spoke, the more excited he became.
Tentacle Hell: "???"
Something feels… off?
Why does this human give off a dangerous aura?
Maybe… wait a second?
"Hehe~ Tentacle big brother, don't be shy. If you don't come over, I'll come to you~ Don't worry, I'll be gentle with you…" A Cup Of Cold Water wiped the drool from his mouth and began slowly advancing toward Tentacle Hell.
Sensing an unknown and terrifying presence, Tentacle Hell actually began retreating.
"Human… do not come closer…"
"Hehe~ Scream, shout, roar your throat out—no one's coming to save you! Mwahahaha, wahahaha, mwa-hahahahaha—"
Tentacle Hell: "No… no!!! Don't!!! Aaaah!!!"
...
At the same time.
"Hm? Hotpot?" A foodie player's eyes lit up. A giant pot had appeared before him, so he happily sat down.
"Hehehe, foolish human… soon you shall feel the shock to your soul and endure hell!" The giant pot emitted a terrifying whisper, then slowly revealed a pile of horrifying ingredients!
There was the fresh blood of exotic beasts, their bones, the entrails of exotic beasts, and all kinds of grotesque and terrifying ingredients!
"Well then, fragile human—are these dreadful ingredients enough to scar—" The giant pot was still whispering smugly when it suddenly widened its eyes.
"Ah, I'm already tired of eating this stuff. Since there's a big pot here, might as well cook something good!" Pengelie Boss said cheerfully, skillfully pulling out a large handful of golden, marshmallow-like items.
"Th-this is True Dragon Shit? Wait, stop! Don't put that in! Don't— Aaaah!!!"
...
"Puhah!!!" The Evil God's will projection spat out another mouthful of ink-green smoke.
What is going on?
Why—why, even after the Whisper of the God entered its higher, more powerful form, could it still not do anything to these humans? Not only could it not block them or corrupt them, but it was even…
Starting to be unable to withstand their corruption instead?
Why are these humans so disgusting? So perverted? Why?!
The Evil God's will projection refused to accept this!
In that case…
"Then I can only activate the Whisper of the God's ultimate form!"
The Evil God's will projection no longer hesitated and decided to personally take action!
Countless phantoms surged in like a tide, converging into the body of the Evil God's will projection!
Soon, the Evil God's will projection selected a target!
A human invader who looked very weak.
ID: Farm Master!