What do you mean the games you make are all real?!

Chapter 96 White Snake God (4600)

After the Red Demon finished off the musketeer foot soldier, he slowly raised his head, his red eyes peering through the gaps in his hood and locking onto Fang Qingzhou's direction.

It let out a low growl, then strode towards Fang Qingzhou, each step making a dull thud on the stone floor, causing the wooden door beside it to tremble slightly.

Fang Qingzhou didn't take the blow head-on. Instead, he dodged the claw that the Red Demon swung at him. The huge hand grazed his clothes and scraped the wall next to him, carving a deep groove in the earthen wall. Gravel and soil fell down in a flurry.

This strength is ridiculously great, but it's still probably not as strong as the Tyrant's, and the Red Demon's defense is not as good as the Tyrant's invulnerability.

In the instant he dodged, he had already seen the red dot on the Red Demon's body, but to stab that spot, he would have to climb onto the Red Demon's body.

Fang Qingzhou extended his grappling hook, grabbed the branch of the crooked old pine tree behind Chi Gui, and flew up. However, he did not stand on it directly, but released the grappling hook and fell towards Chi Gui's neck.

He stepped on the shackles around the Red Demon's neck, and the Kusabi-maru pierced straight down into the red dot on the Red Demon's neck.

The Red Demon immediately cried out in pain. Just as Fang Qingzhou felt he was steady and was about to jump down, the Red Demon grabbed him with its huge hand.

Unexpectedly, a single stealth kill failed to kill the Red Oni. Previously, when facing the samurai general and the group leader, he had killed them with a single stealth kill. The extra stab was just in case. He never expected to actually encounter someone who required two stabs.

Regardless of the circumstances, Fang Qingzhou had to start paying the price for his mistake, as Chi Gui grabbed him and slammed him to the ground.

Fang Qingzhou slammed heavily onto the stone floor, a sharp pain shooting through his back. His vision blurred, and it felt as if his internal organs had been displaced. Without the Steelback Beast's damage reduction, this was truly excruciating.

But before he could catch his breath, the Red Demon's hand lifted him up from the ground again, preparing to slam him down a second time.

If this hits hard again, he really will be resurrected.

Just as Fang Qingzhou had given up struggling and was waiting to be resurrected using either a resurrection coin or the power of the Dragon's Blood, a gunshot rang out.

Red Demon stopped moving, and Fang Qingzhou also turned his head to look at the direction from which the gunshots came.

Jiulang, who should have fled, was standing not far away, trembling, holding a musket.

This flintlock musket didn't do much damage to the Red Demon, but it did draw its attention away. Instead of paying attention to Fang Qingzhou on the ground, it turned around and charged towards Jiulang.

Jiulang stood motionless, as if he were stunned.

Fang Qingzhou was almost unable to withstand the fall of the Red Demon. If Jiulang were to fall like that, wouldn't he be smashed into a pulp?

Fang Qingzhou quickly drank some medicine, then got up and rushed to the back of the Red Demon. He once again thrust the Karmaru into the red ninja killing point, and this time he finally killed the Red Demon.

The Red Demon's enormous body collapsed at Jiulang's feet. Fang Qingzhou, panting, looked at him and asked.

"Didn't I tell you to run away?"

"I told you I would help you," Jiulang said, holding the musket to his chest and stiffening his neck.

This brat is starting to disobey. Fang Qingzhou scratched his head with a headache. But Jiulang did help him just now, otherwise he would have to be resurrected once, which costs ten million. He is very short of money right now, so he has to save money wherever possible.

After the Red Demon was killed, he gained 110 experience points and a Buddhist rosary. This rosary contained power, but it was only useful when three beads were collected to form a string.

Although Jiulang was somewhat afraid of the corpses, he still insisted on helping to scavenge for things.

After finding some junk and some money, she also collected the gunpowder and bullets from the musketeer, seemingly planning to continue using the musket to help.

Fang Qingzhou led Jiulang forward and found the first ninja tool, a shuriken. They also encountered the sacrificial gang, who were merchants, selling their wares.

They would worship the corpses near the battlefield and plunder their belongings to sell. Fang Qingzhou bought some firecrackers, which were also ninja tools. He heard that they were brought over from the southern barbarians by Westerners for sale.

Later, they encountered a crazy old woman, an injured samurai named Inosuke, and a flock of chickens.

Inosuke's family were all retainers of Hirata, responsible for protecting the Divine Child. In this sense, Inosuke was Kuro's overt bodyguard, while Wolf was his covert bodyguard.

Seeing the state of Inosuke's family, Kuro was very sad, after all, it was because of protecting her that they ended up like this.

Fang Qingzhou didn't feel anything, but what surprised him was that the Ashina chicken was ridiculously large, as tall as a person and about the size of an ostrich, and it could even fly briefly. Its claws and beak were very sharp, so it was definitely not weak.

He suspected that the samurai Inosuke was injured by these chickens. After killing all the chickens, he obtained Kuro's guardian bell from the old woman.

Fang Qingzhou then took Jiulang back to the temple, gave the gourd seeds to Yongzhen, and then asked the Buddha sculptor to help him assemble the ninja tools.

After using the gourd seeds, the gourd's healing speed increased, and Fang Qingzhou also had firecrackers attached to his hands. Of course, this did not mean that his sword was useless.

Throwing shuriken is a required course for ninjas, but it is even more powerful after being equipped with the device on the ninja prosthetic. At the same time, the sculptor gave Fang Qingzhou a manual related to the ninja prosthetic, and his panel has a bunch of skills that can be unlocked with experience points.

Soon, Fang Qingzhou led Jiulang forward and encountered a samurai general patrolling with ordinary foot soldiers.

"Everyone be on high alert!" Yamauchi Norizen shouted loudly as he walked ahead.

He had a bad feeling. He used to contact Kawaharada Naomori, who was guarding the front, every now and then to exchange information, but now it was time to exchange information, but no one came, and he had lost contact with the people he sent out.

Just then, a gunshot rang out, and the bullet struck his armor with a crisp metallic clang, but it did not penetrate.

"Enemies!" Yamauchi Norizen shouted in a low voice, and the foot soldiers behind him immediately scattered and began to chase after the direction from which the gunshots came.

Yamauchi Norizen drew his katana and tried to rush forward, but the next moment a figure descended from the sky, the blade piercing directly into his neck.

The one who descended from the sky was naturally Fang Qingzhou. He had used experience points to max out his stealth skill, reaching the point of being able to hold his breath and remain silent.

Only those who can eliminate even the sounds of their breath and movements are true ninjas, and Fang Qingzhou is now a true ninja.

After dealing with the samurai general, the remaining soldiers were much easier to handle.

He quickly cleared out the scum and then blew a note on his flute, a signal he and Jiulang had agreed upon.

Not long after, Jiulang ran back, his face full of excitement, with an expression that said, "Praise me!"

"Well done." Fang Qingzhou smiled and ruffled Jiulang's hair.

After several practice sessions, the two had developed a very good working relationship. Jiulang would hide in a corner and fire a shot to attract the enemy's attention, while he would then secretly carry out the assassination.

After receiving the praise, Kuro happily cleaned up the battlefield. Without the fear she had felt before, she had begun to adapt to the brutal killing.

People born during the Warring States period tend to be more adaptable to killing.

"I've collected all three." Fang Qingzhou also obtained a Buddhist rosary from Yamanouchi Denzen. He strung the three rosaries together and wore them on his wrist.

Soon he felt a warm current emanating from the prayer beads, and he felt his body become more resilient and stronger.

Fang Qingzhou clenched his fist, feeling the enhanced power. The increase in strength and defense was not as great as the enhancement brought by strengthening the Steelback with experience points, but it was better than nothing.

"The wolves have all been collected!" Jiulang walked over with the collected items.

Fang Qingzhou nodded, reached out and picked up Jiulang again, tucking him under his arm, and then leaped off the cliff beside him.

The grappling hook on his left wrist shot out and snagged on a tree trunk on the opposite cliff. The two of them swung swiftly through the valley like flying squirrels again, but his nerves were on high alert.

Although he hadn't even defeated the first elite monster while playing the game, he still knew there was a huge...

White Snake.

After all, when Sekiro was released, this White Snake chase scene was a viral sensation across all platforms.

Soon Fang Qingzhou saw a huge snakeskin draped over the branch of a crooked old pine tree. The snakeskin was pure white and semi-transparent, hanging down from the branch and swaying gently in the wind. The area it covered was larger than an entire roof.

"I read in a book that Ashina Castle worshipped a white serpent god a long, long time ago. Is that the skin of the white serpent god? Can there really be a serpent this big?" Kuro looked at the unbelievably huge serpent skin, his voice filled with awe and disbelief.

But her question was quickly answered directly, as a huge snake's head emerged from the edge of the cliff on the other side.

When the snake's head emerged from the edge of the cliff, Fang Qingzhou's breath caught in his throat for a moment.

He had seen many enormous things, but none could compare to the white snake in front of him. Its head alone was bigger than a truck, and its body was at least a hundred meters long, covered with pure white scales, each as big as an adult's palm.

Moreover, the fear of snakes is ingrained in people's DNA; the moment he saw that giant white snake, he started getting goosebumps all over his body.

Jiulang froze in Fang Qingzhou's arms, the musket almost slipping from her grasp, but she didn't scream or make a sound. She just instinctively gripped Fang Qingzhou's collar and buried her face in his shoulder.

The white snake's head slowly turned in their direction, its white vertical pupils lingering on Fang Qingzhou and Jiulang for a moment.

Then it was obvious that it was angry, and very, very angry.

The enormous head, as big as a truck, lunged directly at Fang Qingzhou and his companion.

With a slight flick of his left wrist, Fang Qingzhou pulled the rope sharply, swinging himself and Jiulang diagonally upwards to dodge the attack.

Almost the instant he left his spot, the white snake's head lunged forward, its massive mouth opening to its limit as it viciously bit down at the spot where he had just been standing.

The snake's fangs struck the rocks with a dull thud, sending fragments of rock flying everywhere.

If Fang Qingzhou had been even a second slower, he would already be impaled on the rock wall by those two rows of huge snake-tooth nails.

After the white snake missed its bite, it quickly retracted its head, then readjusted its direction and chased after Fang Qingzhou's location again.

The white serpent's anger had reached its peak. It was originally a deity worshipped in Ashina Castle, but one day, a severely wounded dragon from the west came to this land.

After the dragon demonstrated its power to grant immortality, the people here completely abandoned it. The dragon, unwilling to accept this, fought the injured dragon, but ultimately lost.

It went from a lofty god to a rat that could only hide on cliffs and underground, but today, two of them have that...

The appearance of a dragon-powered being on its territory made it utterly fed up.

The white snake's massive jaws snapped down again, but Fang Qingzhou rolled away to dodge. The snake's fangs shattered the rock platform he had just been standing on, and shards of rock rained down on his back.

In the brief moment the snake's head retracted, he raised his hand and forcefully threw the last firecracker in his pocket into the white snake's mouth. The explosion resounded deep inside the snake's mouth, and the white snake let out a hoarse shriek, becoming even more enraged.

Fang Qingzhou's grappling hook sprang out again, and this time he swung down into a narrow mountain ravine. There was a crack about the width of a person, and the inside of the crack seemed to lead to a more spacious space.

The white snake was hot on his heels, its massive body moving swiftly along the cliff face, the sound of its scales scraping against the rocks growing ever closer.

Fang Qingzhou, with Jiulang between his legs, squeezed into the crevice. Almost at the same moment he squeezed in, the white snake's head reached the crevice entrance and slammed into the rock walls on either side of the crevice with a dull thud.

The white snake's head was stuck in the crack. Its head was too big to squeeze in, but it did not give up. Instead, it angrily twisted its neck, as if trying to use brute force to pry the crack open.

Fang Qingzhou could clearly feel the rocks beneath his feet trembling slightly. The snake's strength was astonishing; if it continued to crash, the crack might very well collapse.

"This way!" Fang Qingzhou carried Jiulang and ran quickly forward along the inside of the crack. Sure enough, the depths of the crack gradually became wider.

Without hesitation, Fang Qingzhou jumped out of the cave and landed on a relatively flat area outside the cave.

He glanced back at the crack behind him; the white snake's head was still stuck at the crack's opening, its white vertical pupils staring intently in their direction through the crack.

It struggled several more times, but the crack kept it stuck. In the end, it could only let out a low, angry hiss before slowly pulling its head back.

Fang Qingzhou took several deep breaths before finally putting Jiulang down from his arms. After Jiulang's feet touched the ground, he squatted down for a while to catch his breath, then looked up at Fang Qingzhou: "It—seems very angry."

"I'm really angry." Fang Qingzhou sheathed the wedge-shaped pill.

"We might have trespassed into its territory. Let's go, before it finds another way to get around us, let's get out of here quickly."

Just then, the huge snake head suddenly darted out from the other side. Fang Qingzhou was startled and quickly continued to run away with Jiulang. Soon he saw a sedan chair in front of him.

If he remembered correctly, according to the game's plot, he could pierce the white snake's eyes inside the sedan chair. Now the plot was completely different, and he didn't know if this method would still work, but the white snake was about to catch up with them, so he had no choice but to try it as a last resort. At worst, he could just revive once.

Fang Qingzhou, carrying Jiulang, plunged headfirst into the dilapidated sedan chair. The interior of the sedan chair was not spacious, and the two of them were squeezed inside, barely able to move.

He held Jiulang protectively in his arms, gripping the hilt of the knife, "Wedge Maru," tightly with his left hand, holding his breath as he observed the outside world through a hole in the sedan curtain.

The white snake, which had been extremely furious, became quiet after seeing them get into the sedan chair.

It slowly brought its enormous snake head closer to the sedan chair, and the raging fury surging in its vertical pupils was gradually replaced by confusion and curiosity.

Long ago, this sedan chair was used by the villagers from the foot of the mountain to offer it tributes. Every year during the sacrificial ceremony, the villagers would offer it their best young girls.

It hadn't received any offerings for far too long; ever since the dragon arrived, it hadn't received any sacrifices.

Could those two be new tributes? It curiously brought its white vertical pupil, which was larger than a person, closer to the sedan curtain, wanting to take a closer look at what this tribute looked like.

Offerings imbued with the power of that dragon sound delicious just thinking about them.

But the next moment, a long knife pierced its eyeball, and the white snake's scream almost tore Fang Qingzhou's eardrums.

The blade of the blade was completely submerged in the huge eyeball, leaving only the hilt still in his hand. Thick, transparent eye fluid mixed with dark red blood gushed out from the edge of the blade, splattering all over his head and face.

The white snake thrashed its head wildly backward, its massive body crashing against the cliff face, shattering the surface of the entire rock wall, and sending rubble cascading down like a waterfall.