No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

Yuexi led her team down the dimly lit corridor at a leisurely pace, a composure that the players around her, who were fleeing in panic, could not emulate.

She wasn't worried about the so-called "ghosts"; her only concern was how to better promote the fame of that goddess in this game.

Mu Zhixi was naturally very happy about this; it's rare to see such a self-motivated top-notch subordinate.

At this moment, Mu Zhixi was busy checking Eileen's newly unlocked skills, which were no different from a short essay, making her dizzy with excitement.

Inside the hide-and-seek area, as Yuexi was pondering, a familiar figure silently appeared not far from them.

He was still wearing that exquisite white robe with gold accents, and a monocle on his face, looking both refined and mysterious.

"Who are you?" Ling Xi and the three escorting players immediately tensed up and subconsciously adopted a defensive stance.

Yuexi raised her hand and stopped them. She looked at the alchemist, her face showing no hostility, but rather a polite smile. She nodded slightly in the direction of the alchemist as a greeting.

This person comes from the Holy Land, so they must know a lot of information. If we ask around, we might learn more about the past of Miss Goddess.

The alchemist emerged from the shadows, his admiration for Yuexi growing stronger as he looked at her matter-of-fact attitude.

As expected of someone who has received His Majesty's personal blessing, his demeanor is far beyond that of ordinary beings.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, miss."

He stepped closer and offered a greeting.

Yuexi accepted it calmly, which left Lingxi and the others following behind stunned. They couldn't understand why this seemingly dangerous and strange person would be so respectful to their older sister.

"No need for formalities. I am merely one of the fortunate ones who once shared the same light as Your Majesty." Yuexi's tone was calm. She mimicked the way Mu Zhixi looked in her memory, perfectly capturing the unfathomable aura.

The alchemist, unfazed, straightened up and got straight to the point.

"Not far ahead, there is an abandoned village. Perhaps you will find the clues you are looking for there, or perhaps all you will find is death."

He paused, his gaze behind his glasses falling on Yuexi. "Quite a few players have already gathered there. Whether it's a blessing or a curse depends entirely on your own choices."

These words sounded like guidance, yet also like a warning.

Yuexi did not respond immediately; instead, she handed over the piece of paper with the ancient divine language written on it.

"Do you recognize this?"

The alchemist took the paper, glanced at it, and a complex look of reminiscence appeared on his refined face. His gaze toward Yuexi also carried a hint of inquiry.

"This is the language of the ancient gods."

He handed the paper back to Yuexi, saying, "As far as I know, there are perhaps only three people in the world today who can fully understand its existence."

"Which three?"

Yuexi's tone was calm, deliberately pretending not to care, as if it were just a casual question.

"I wouldn't say much about others, but I'm honored to have you here." The alchemist's gaze was fixed on the false darkness above, his voice filled with boundless awe.

"The first one is naturally the supreme goddess, Her Majesty, whose ancient language is the script she created."

"The second one is the high priestess of the deep sea, Siren. It is said that she followed Your Majesty for a long time in the ancient era and, through her exposure, also mastered this language."

"Of course, we cannot deny the contribution of the Deep Sea Ancient Temple to the Holy Land Expedition."

"As for the third one..."

The alchemist paused, seemingly considering his words, before finally sighing, "It's that princess from the old royal court."

"As you know, Her Highness the Princess and His Majesty are sisters by blood. His Majesty is kind and naturally taught her personally."

His words contained a wealth of information.

Yuexi was alright; she had already deduced some things from various clues, and Mu Zhixi had also mentioned this matter herself. Hearing the definite answer now only confirmed her suspicions.

But Ling Xi and the three escorting players behind her felt as if a depth charge had been dropped into their heads, completely shattering their minds.

sisters?

The princess of the old royal court, who represented the covenant of god-killing and was sworn enemies with the Holy Land, was actually the younger sister of the Holy Land's goddess, the leader of the pro-god faction?

What's this?

What are these players who were caught up in it?

The group looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief. Their worldviews were completely overturned and reshaped at that moment.

"So that's how it is."

Ling Xi murmured to herself, wondering why that arrogant lord would say those words, and why that lord's words, when facing the enemy, revealed more regret and helplessness.

Yuexi ignored the shock of the people behind her; she simply nodded to indicate that she understood.

Thank you.

"No need, I'm just doing my job."

The alchemist bowed again. "Your Majesty's will is the direction of the Holy Land, and I am merely the executor of that direction."

After saying that, his figure once again disappeared into the shadows.

In the corridor, only Yuexi and her group remained, along with the heavy truth.

"Sister, what should we do now..."

"Go to that village."

Yuexi interrupted Lingxi, saying that now that so many secrets were known, the game had become even more important.

She wanted to see what kind of interesting expressions those self-righteous players would make when the truth was gradually revealed and they discovered Miss Goddess's true identity.

On a low hill in the distance, seven or eight players were lying on the ground, holding various strangely shaped remote detection devices, carefully observing the movements of Yuexi and the others.

They were acting on orders from their clan elders to track down this Moon Clan group.

"Captain, should we continue? That alchemist looks very dangerous," a team member asked in a low voice.

The man called the captain frowned. They had been following him all along, but apart from seeing him take a note they couldn't understand and exchange a few words with the mysterious alchemist, they had found nothing.

They didn't understand why their tribe would issue such a strange order.

Just as he hesitated, a message from the race world appeared on his panel again.

This time, it wasn't an obscure instruction, but a perfectly clear and resolute statement.

"Join the Holy Land at all costs"

Meanwhile, several shadows gathered in a corner deep in the corridor, whispering among themselves.

"Did you see that woman in the red dress? She has the aura of His Majesty."

"I saw it. It's pure and refined; it must have been bestowed by someone personally."

"What should we do? According to the rules, all players should be dealt with, but if something happens to this one, and His Majesty punishes him, none of us can bear the consequences."

"Yes, no one can fathom what she's thinking. What if this is some kind of test she's arranged?"

The leaders of the major dungeons fell silent. They were all seasoned veterans who had lived for countless years and knew the ways of survival well. Especially at times like these, they could not act rashly.

Just then, several strange roars came from another fork in the road. Immediately afterwards, seven or eight bizarre native creatures with distorted appearances and little intelligence rushed towards Yuexi and the others, drooling.

"Idiot!" The multi-headed monster was so angry he almost twisted his own heads off. "You have no sense at all! How has such a brainless thing survived this long?"

"We can't let them get past." Another eerie figure, disguised as a white-collar worker, pushed up his glasses. "If we disturb that person, we're all finished."

"What should we do then? If we act now, won't we expose ourselves?"

"No, we can do it another way." A sly glint flashed in the white-collar worker's eerie eyes. "Since we're players, we can be players too."

The other navigators instantly realized, "That's right! Why didn't they think of that? They could learn from His Majesty's actions, disguise themselves as players, and blend into the player group!"