Sister, can I be the scabbard too?

Lin Yuan can certainly save Tang Feixue.

In the eyes of Tang Ling'er and others, the alienation phenomenon is an incurable disease caused by the overlap of two worlds.

But in Lin Yuan's view, this was possession by a creature from the apocalypse.

His power of love can easily solve this problem.

However, due to the "suppression" judgment, Tang Feixue's buttocks will need to be spanked a few times...

This put Lin Yuan in a difficult position.

You can't exactly tell Tang Ling'er, "Your sister is about to die, get out of the way so I can 'slap' her a few times while she's still hot, can you?"

I need to find a reason...

Lin Yuan was struggling with his decision when the system's voice sounded.

[You have completed the Special Mission: Use the power of great love to suppress a Chaos Legendary creature of Tier 5 or higher and purify the apocalyptic pollution within it (unarmed only)]

This task required you to suppress a Tier 5 Legendary creature. You suppressed 21, exceeding the target.

[You have received the following rewards: 200000 Universal Points, 1 Unique Grade Weapon, and 1 Unique Grade Legendary Creature Cultivation Technique.]

【Would you like to collect it now?】

"Wow, this is amazing! The reward is so generous?" Lin Yuan looked at the panel, hardly believing what he was seeing.

20 points? Isn't that like getting rich overnight?

And there are unique level weapons... those are truly unique level weapons!

He quickly chose to receive it.

The [Secret Method for Cultivating Unique Legendary Creatures] was definitely meant for Senior Sister Dog, so he didn't pay attention to what he had drawn.

Instead, they focused all their attention on the [unique weapon].

But just then...

[Attention! Attention! The Cult of Suffering has cast the spell "Cage of Feasts," your SAN value is decreasing!]

[Great host, I apologize, but to prevent this system from being exposed to the powerful beings of the apocalypse, the unique-level weapon will require 10 minutes to draw.]

"Exposed..."

Lin Yuan's heart trembled, and he felt even more strongly that his system was extraordinary.

He looked around and saw that the black fog had become even thicker and was surrounding them.

"Damn it... there's something wrong with this fog!"

Tang Ling'er immediately realized something was wrong and immediately formed a hand seal, using the isolation technique from the Sun Secret Arts.

But now, she hasn't even reached the first level, so how could she possibly withstand the trap carefully prepared by the Pain Cultists?

The golden light flashed for only a moment before abruptly extinguishing.

Tang Ling'er also fainted uncontrollably due to a sharp drop in her SAN value.

If Tang Ling'er is like this, what about the rest of the people?

Soon, everyone rescued by Lin Yuan, including Tang Feixue, experienced a sharp drop in their SAN value and fell into unconsciousness.

Only Lin Yuan remained standing in the same spot.

He clenched his fist: "This pollution...it's useless against me?"

This method, a form of corruption and contamination from the Cult of Suffering, is highly effective against targets with a SAN value below 500, but has moderate effectiveness against targets with a SAN value below 1000.

Your SAN value is 5100 points; you are immune to this mental pollution.

Lin Yuan: ...

It turned out to be the case.

Indeed, numbers are the reason for being king.

Fortunately, probably because the sacrifice required a ritual, although everyone's SAN value dropped sharply, they only fainted and were not in mortal danger.

Just then, several cracks appeared in the air, very similar to the cracks that the senior student had crawled out of back then.

Lin Yuan immediately knew that the main character was about to arrive.

"This incident was orchestrated by the Cult of Pain, with the aim of summoning the demonic dragon."

"The ritual is not yet complete, so what comes is definitely not a demon dragon."

"Then they can only be cultists of the Dragon's Wrath."

"Judging from the fact that their spells were ineffective against me... their strength may not be greater than mine."

Lin Yuan tensed up, preparing to give these newly born Eastern Dawn a big one.

"Heh heh, foolish humans, suffer in the fog of my Lord."

"It is your honor to be offered as a sacrifice for the coming of our Lord."

A hoarse, low murmur arose, and one by one, strange figures dressed in purple robes emerged from the crack.

Their faces were gaunt, their cheekbones thin, as if they hadn't eaten for many days.

His eyes were incredibly empty, as if they had no soul.

But he had the same eerie smile on his lips as those drivers who "committed suicide".

They looked around mockingly, looking at the unconscious people as if they were pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

But when their gaze fell on Lin Yuan, they paused for a moment:

"What's going on? Why are there still people standing there?"

"Heh, guess?"

Lin Yuan smiled jokingly and walked towards them.

Black Sun Flame condensed in the hands behind his back.

When the strength of the enemy and ourselves is unclear, a surprise attack is the most cost-effective option.

"Um?"

The expressions of the suffering believers were also unpredictable.

The apocalypse game hasn't even started yet, and since humanity's SAN value can't be increased, it will inevitably be below 500 points, making it impossible for them to withstand this dense fog!

How did this person manage to do that?

They unconsciously tightened their grip on their canes.

A major battle between the two sides is imminent.

But at that moment, the leader of the cultists suddenly paused, then exclaimed, "Wait, you are... Lord Camus, the Chaos Cultist?"

Lin Yuan's steps faltered, and the black sun flames behind him almost shot out uncontrollably.

What is that?

Camus, the Chaos Cultist?

He lowered his eyes discreetly, looking at the red string on his wrist, and suddenly realized.

This is the activation of the [Secret Artifact: Lady Fog's Rope of Compassion (Unique)] that Tang Feixue gave him.

These cultists, who are possessed or projected into this world, are naturally beings from the apocalyptic world and will be affected by this rope.

Previously, he had no idea what the purpose of this ability, which disguised him as [Chaos Cultist Camus], was from a causal perspective.

Now he knows.

In that case, could we extract some information from them?

Lin Yuan fell silent.

A moment later, he looked up, instantly getting into character, and said jokingly:

"Now that you have seen me, why do you not kneel?"

His appearance and expression clearly indicate that he is a veteran actor!

"Hmm..." The Pain Cultists exchanged glances, then knelt on one knee and said devoutly, "We pay our respects to the Lord Chaos Cult Master."

Seeing this, Lin Yuan's anxiety subsided.

He didn't actually know what level the Chaos Cultist Camus was in the apocalypse.

He can only test through these people.

What if they say something like, "Logically speaking, a religious leader of your level shouldn't be someone we should kneel down to?"

Then Lin Yuan had no choice but to abandon his plan to extract information and instead bestow upon them his great love.

But now, we can continue.

"Alright, get up, all of you." Lin Yuan waved his hand.

"Yes." The leading believer stood up, then looked at him with a puzzled expression: "Why is Your Excellency here?"

"Heh, put away your useless probing. I have come at the invitation of His Majesty the Demon Dragon," Lin Yuan said calmly.

Hearing this, the believer was finally relieved.

This makes it extremely unlikely that humans could understand the ritual in which the dragon lord descends.

Add to that the ability to withstand the gray fog, and that old, cunning aura...

The person before me is undoubtedly the esteemed Lord Camus, the Chaos Cult Master.

[Great host, unbelievable! You actually managed to deceive the head of the Cult of Pain in charge of this initiation ceremony.]

Such immense power, in short, makes you the only one worthy of respect in heaven and earth!

The system also sent a message to Lin Yuan.

"Lord Camus, haven't you always been accustomed to staying behind the scenes? Why are you stepping into the limelight today?" the follower asked in confusion.

Lin Yuan sneered: "Naturally, there were some problems with the plan. His Majesty the Demon Dragon knows that you have not done a good job, so he needs my help."

"Huh?" The believer's heart skipped a beat. "What? What went wrong with our plan?"

What a coincidence, I didn't know either... Lin Yuan continued with a cold laugh:

"Oh? Do I need to remind you? You should think carefully. Some things, once weighed, are much more than just a few ounces."

"This..." The believer unconsciously swallowed and looked at Lin Yuan with extreme nervousness.

To be honest, he really didn't know what went wrong with the plan.

Everything has gone incredibly smoothly from the beginning until now!

But judging from Lin Yuan's appearance, he doesn't seem to be alright...

Wait, could it be...?

The Pain Cultist's eyes suddenly trembled, and a strange look appeared in his gaze as he looked at Lin Yuan.

Immediately afterwards, he reached into his coat.

Lin Yuan also became nervous.

Did he realize I had a problem?

Lin Yuan also put his hands in his pockets, ready to unleash the Black Sun Flame at any moment.

next second.

The Painful Cultist suddenly pulled a brocade box from his bosom and, with lightning speed and without hesitation, stuffed it into Lin Yuan's pocket.

Then, with a fawning smile, he said, "Haha, sir, if I have made any mistakes, I would greatly appreciate your guidance!"

"Without your guidance, how could we possibly improve?"

Lin Yuan: ...

grass, a plant.

My sister told me that even within this Pain Cult, there are human relationships and social customs!

The believer himself, suffering, is also experiencing a heart-wrenching pain.

The item I just gave to Lin Yuan was a precious material that he had been accumulating for a long time. It was something he would need for his next breakthrough!

But now, if we do something wrong and cause the Demon Dragon to blame us, we won't be able to keep this thing, or even our heads!

Waaaaah, I didn't want to give a gift either!

But, but I really want to improve!

Thinking of this, the Pain Cult members looked at Lin Yuan with a hint of humiliation: "May I ask, sir, where exactly did we go wrong?"

Yes, where exactly is it... Lin Yuan smiled faintly, without saying a word, just looking ahead with a profound and unfathomable look.

The Painful Cultists were speechless.

They've already taken the money, and they still haven't done anything. What the hell is going on?

He subconsciously followed Lin Yuan's gaze and saw the purified beasts and Tang Ling'er lying unconscious on the ground.

Geek!

The cultist's heart skipped a beat: "My lord, I understand!"

Lin Yuan: ? ? ?

What do you understand?