Chapter 1021 - Hidden Route, Path of Corruption
"..." At this moment, although these slaves and prisoners had been rescued from the dungeons of the Ancient Array Sacred Gate, each of them was still uneasy.
Because no one knew how Beef Noodle Face would treat them!
"Everyone! I am, the Hagen-Dazs Puffy Noodle Face!"
"I am the invincible existence, the indescribable one, the master of the deep space and star seas, the supreme existence, the Yellow Robe King, the sole spokesperson of Lord Hastar, the Great One in this world..."
Beef Noodle Face went on and on, listing out all sorts of titles, leaving the slaves and prisoners completely bewildered.
This person's name...
Was way too damn long!
"Hagen-Dazs Puffy Noodle Face, Lord, will you kill us?" At this moment, a young boy couldn't help but curiously ask.
"..." All the slaves and prisoners turned their gazes towards Beef Noodle Face.
No matter how many titles he listed!
What everyone cared about most was their own fate!
"How could that be? I won't kill you, and I won't harm you either!"
"From today onwards, all of you are free!"
"If you want to leave, when the time is right, I will arrange for someone to send you to a safe plane!"
...
Beef Noodle Face responded directly.
"Really?"
"Is it true?"
"We... We are free?"
...
These slaves and prisoners could hardly believe that such a good thing would happen?
"All believers, all brothers of the Puffy Shrimp, listen up!"
"Starting today, these former slaves and prisoners who were captured by the Ancient Array Sacred Gate, they are free! Treat them kindly and equally!"
"All followers under the great Lord Hastar's command, equal treatment for all! Regardless of race or cultivation!"
...
Beef Noodle Face raised his arms and announced loudly.
"Yes!!! Equality! Equality! Equality!!!" All the Yellow Robe Divine Sect believers and Puffy Shrimp raised their variously colored hands, claws, pincers, hooves, demonic paws, and more, all shouting in unison!
In an instant, almost half a million slaves and prisoners were all moved.
Equality!
In the world of cultivation, this was something nearly impossible!
Especially for those who were once slaves and prisoners, those who had suffered cruel torment, what they desired most right now was freedom and equality!
At this moment...
In the eyes of nearly half a million slaves and prisoners, Beef Noodle Face was a true god!
"Hiss, hiss..." In the breath between words, hundreds of thousands of galaxies, although faint and slightly illusory, successfully manifested, continuously gathering towards Beef Noodle Face.
"Oh? Something's happening?" Beef Noodle Face was pleased and continued to build on this momentum.
"You are free! If you want a peaceful life, in a few days, I will arrange to send you to a safe realm!"
"But..."
"If you are unwilling..."
"If you have anger in your hearts!"
"If you seek revenge!"
"Under my protection, you are welcome to join... the Yellow Robe Divine Sect! The great Lord Hastar will grant you..."
"Power!"
...
Beef Noodle Face said slowly.
"I... I want to join!"
"I want to join too!"
"Ah, ah, ah, Lord, please let me join!"
...
In an instant, the majority of slaves and prisoners knelt on the ground, excitedly begging to join the Yellow Robe Divine Sect.
Seeing this scene, Beef Noodle Face finally smiled with satisfaction.
Meanwhile...
"Little Third Brother, why did you bring him back?"
"Damn, Little Third Brother, have you gone mad?"
"Cough, cough, cough, Little Third Brother, I can't understand your actions..."
...
The Fourth Test demon race players were squatting outside the city. Most of them were eating, drinking, and having fun. A few of them were standing dumbfounded beside Sugar Third Brother, looking at a familiar figure before them.
The former high-ranking demon general of the Ice Demon Legion, one of the advanced demon marshals with sixty-eight demonic marks...
Molass!
"Why did you bring him back, Little Third Brother?"
"Are you crazy, Little Third Brother?!"
"Cough, cough, cough, Little Third Brother, I can't make sense of your actions..."
...
The Fourth Test demon race players were squatting outside the city. Most of them were eating, drinking, and having fun. A few of them were standing dumbfounded beside Sugar Third Brother, looking at a familiar figure before them.
The former high-ranking demon general of the Ice Demon Legion, one of the advanced demon marshals with sixty-eight demonic marks...
Molass!
"Do you guys understand anything?" Sugar Third Brother scratched his furry chin, then instinctively picked at his pimple, fished out a few fleas, and casually threw them into his mouth, chewing on them for a moment.
"Ah, spit it out! I accidentally swallowed it again!" Sugar Third Brother quickly spat out the flea from his mouth.
"Sigh! Are you even human, Sugar Third Brother? Playing around with weaklings is fine, but what's up with this trashy special effect you added?" Sugar Third Brother's actions left him trembling with anger.
The most infuriating thing for the Fourth Test demon race players wasn't just that their own race was weak.
It was the fact that Sugar Third Brother's character had a default action: picking fleas from his body to eat.
This habitual action was similar to scratching an itch or twirling hair for ordinary people on Bluewater Planet—it was an unconscious action.
However...
Where did these fleas come from?
Let's not think about it!
Don't think too much!
"Damn it!" Sugar Third Brother cursed and stopped thinking about those messy things.
Instead, he pointed at the unconscious Molass.
"Hehe, since Brother Ming doesn't give us a stronger dLC, and we can't save ourselves... why not change our approach?"
"We don't have divine bodies, nor demon bodies, we can't awaken, and we don't have dLC enhancements! So why..."
"Can't we choose to use the power of the demon race?"
"Do you remember the powerful NPC Night No Trace from the Second Test era? He used to be a human, but he was reborn as a demon! He retained his memories, consciousness, and even the power of his artistic conception! If he can, why can't we?"
"Since the demon race setting is the big villain, and they're fond of promising great power, why not just directly ally with this guy and let him help us..."
"Rebirth as demons!"
...
Sugar Third Brother spoke word by word.
"Damn!"
"Damn!"
"Damn!"
...
The players were dumbfounded.
Motherf*cker!
What's going on in Little Third Brother's head? Isn't this too crazy?
"Little Third Brother, this is equivalent to betraying Brother Ming, right?"
"Are you stupid? Who said we're betraying Brother Ming? We're still members of the Flame Yellow Sect. We're just teaming up with this advanced demon marshal. We'll save his life, and he'll help us be reborn as demons!"
"Can we do this?!"
...
The players were left somewhat dumbstruck by Sugar Third Brother's words.
And then, Sugar Third Brother delivered
another bombshell!
"Everyone, have you heard a classic saying?"
"What saying, Little Third Brother?"
"Whitewash weak, triple strength when corrupted!"
"!"
"If we're reborn as demons... we'll just directly corrupt ourselves. Our strength will instantly explode and become stronger. Isn't this... reasonable?"
"!"
...
Hearing this, everyone was struck. Damn, it makes sense!
Since ancient times, whitewashing weak and tripling strength when corrupted is definitely a timeless truth!
It's so reasonable, too!
"Little Third Brother, third time's the charm. We'll trust you again!"
"Exactly, reborn as demons—damn it!"
"I'm the Great Sage Qitian, even if reborn as a demon, I won't stay weak!!!"
...
Everyone nodded, deciding to trust Sugar Third Brother once more.
Although Sugar Third Brother's previous two so-called brilliant plans had left them utterly miserable!
But this time, Sugar Third Brother's idea of tripling strength through corruption was just too reasonable!
So let's trust Sugar Third Brother again this time!
"Life never ends!" With that, Sugar Third Brother took out a scroll infused with the power of endless life. With a flash of green light, the power of endless life permeated Molass's demon core.
Soon, Molass's fingers moved slightly.