The lid of the sarcophagus began to move on its own as everyone watched, rumbling and scraping.
The owner of the sarcophagus had yet to appear, but a presence thicker than blood and darker than the night sky was ejecting from within, engulfing and soaking the entire space around the shrine.
Winter was clearly over, but Edward and the others felt as if they had returned to the days of winter when they wore unlined clothing, their hair standing on end as the chill pierced their hearts.
If this was a hot-blooded battle animation, there would be someone shouting things like 'such powerful Reiatsu', 'Haki' or 'Chatton'.
At that moment, Edward even saw thick blood seeping out of the sarcophagus, and he himself was immersed in the blood. He had the illusion of suffocating and finding it hard to breathe.
It was fortunate that most of the Players had died several times before. Even if they were just locked in a small black hut, it was essentially an act of entering the divine kingdom of the gods they worshipped. Even if they didn't receive any special blessings due to Xi Wei's stinginess, their souls were refined to a certain extent and their spiritual resistance was higher.
That was why neither the Long Ears nor the Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior could react at once against the terrible hallucination. On the other hand, the Players had all broken free from the suppression of the hallucination and regained consciousness.
Blood wings that were so massive that they couldn't physically fit inside the sarcophagus unfurled, and a figure slowly stepped out of the sarcophagus.
It was a white-haired man who was so handsome that others would mistake his gender by instinct.
He was wearing an exotic noble attire that was mainly black with a few red embellishments, and resembled the evening robes of male nobles of this era.
The clothes covered a great deal of his body, revealing only the skin of his face and hands.
His skin was very white, but not the healthy whiteness, as if he had never been exposed to the sun.
Huge blood wings spread out from his back, covering more than half of the ancestral hall.
The blood wings were not solid, but in a state between gaseous and liquid. When they touched the ceiling of the ancestral hall, they did not destroy it. Instead, they corroded many holes, which passed through the ceiling and formed a spectacular blood-colored cloud in the sky above the ancestral hall.
Unlike the Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior, the thick and gloomy blood cloud cast a huge shadow that felt as if it would crash down at any moment. It was immeasurably intimidating and oppressive, leaving everyone breathless.
A system page popped up in front of all the players.
The wild Revived Nightstalker jumped out.
Emergency World Mission Triggered: Night Demon Attack
Mission Description: The Ancestor of the Night Devils, who crawled out of the grave after being zombified, knew about the demise of the Night Devil Clan. Unwilling to accept that he was being manipulated by the mastermind, he racked his brains to win the trust of the Mountain Tigers, taking control of the Mountain Tiger chieftain's mind as the Players fought against the Mountain Tigers, using the blood and lives of the Mountain Tiger cubs to complete the ritual for his revival. The Night Demon was the enemy of all living beings. In the last era, they had caused a world-shocking calamity. Countless living beings were devoured by them and turned into their own flesh and blood. The ecology of the world was on the verge of collapse! Now is the time for all of you to step forward in order to prevent this world from falling back into a bloodbath!
Mission Details: Defeat the revived Night Demon.
[Quest reward: Unlocked reputation in the new world (Western Continent), one Night Demon Revival commemorative item (randomly obtained), certain amount of game coins and EXP (distributed according to contribution).]
[Note: 'At this very moment, the last and most original Night Demon of this world is about to return with the long-cherished wish of reviving the Night Demon race! If you cannot stop his awakening, they who feed on all living beings would repeat the calamity of the last era … '— Whispers of the God of Games
Although the God of Games had finally issued a quest and the rewards appeared to be quite good, none of the Players present were happy.
Because the level of the Revived Night Demon that had yet to fully awaken had appeared in front of them — Level 55, and a Lord template that was higher than Elites!
Don't be ridiculous. They were already almost wiped out against the Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior who hadn't even reached Level 50 yet, and the Players here wouldn't stand a chance against an enemy of that level. They would have to wait for the other first- and second-rate Players to arrive after receiving the quest.
"Cough —"
That was when Taiga, who was still hanging from the Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior's hand, finally regained clarity in his eyes. "W-what did I do …"
"Chief?" The Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior carefully controlled the temperature of his hand so that Taiga wouldn't be cooked by his flames. "You've finally woken up!"
"I've harmed the Mountain Tigers … I've plunged our people into eternal damnation …" Taiga appeared to have memories of the time he was controlled. Clutching the Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior's arm with both hands, his expression contorted as he spoke in a voice that sounded both angry and sobbing. "I killed Nina with my own hands and used her flesh as an offering … I hate it!"
"Chief …" The Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior looked at him with a complicated expression.
"You killed me well … I don't have the face to meet my ancestors anymore … but at least on the way to the netherworld … I, ahem … I want that fellow as my companion!" Taiga glared at the Night Demon who had stepped out of the sarcophagus.
In the distance, Rangka of the Long Ears had a distressed look on his face.
It was true that the Players had played a part in the Mountain Tigers' demise, but Taiga didn't hate the Players even if he hated them.
After all, he was the one who provoked the Players first. The Players didn't use any underhanded tricks and simply came to their doorstep, beating the shit out of the Mountain Tigers in a dignified manner.
Moreover, the Players didn't kill the women and children of the Mountain Tigers, which was merciful considering the war between the two races.
And yet, the Night Demon controlled Taiga to kill all the children, directly destroying the very foundation of the Mountain Tigers' survival. Add to that the indescribable pain of killing his own flesh and blood, and it was only natural that he would hate him so much.
Rangka even felt that he would have been driven mad by the cruel reality if he were in Taiga's shoes.
"Leave it to me." The Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior nodded immeasurably solemnly, and Taiga smiled in relief.
In the next split second, the flames over the Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior's body burned fiercely once more, and Taiga was promptly reduced to ashes.
It wasn't because the Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior wanted to cremate his chief in a dignified manner, but because a mystical energy had been injected into his body and he couldn't control his own power at once.
The Players didn't know that, and since they were facing a great foe, they didn't have the mind to pay attention to it, and simply assumed that the Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior was venting his anger.
Even so, Xi Wei, who was enjoying the show in his Divine Kingdom, was surprised by the Tiger Warrior's change.
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Chapter 266: Resurrecting the Night Demon
Nightstalker Resurrection
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