Chapter 1063: Heart-pounding Fear, Players' Terror!

One day, two days...

Countless days passed.

Initially, there were wailing cries and eyes full of tears, but eventually, only numbness remained, along with emaciated, sallow faces. Of course, they also noticed some of the enlightened beings among them and began to get used to their presence.

They even glared at them with angry eyes.

Even more astonishingly, some enlightened beings managed to find joy in their suffering, secretly sticking out their tongues and beginning to eat. The observers themselves felt the world had become utterly surreal.

The players were utterly shocked by this unforgettable scene.

What?!

Were they all turning into "Lao Bas"? Had they actually started to revel in it?!

A thousand curses raced through their minds, and they suddenly felt they were still too naive...

When it came to truly shocking and unconventional behavior, or "magical realism," they couldn't compare to these veterans. The players were still bound by ordinary mortal prejudices, whereas for these enlightened beings, such a situation was perhaps nothing. Their adaptability was incredibly strong, leading the players to a shocking conclusion:

"Damn! Some enlightened beings had actually grown accustomed to it! (Unbelievable!)"

"They even wanted to survive! They started eating, their small eyes darted around, continuing to observe what we planned to do! (Scared to death!)"

"Were they really so cunning as to observe our species in secret, to learn our knowledge of biological evolution? (Crying uncontrollably!)"

"It was absolutely terrifying! Could you see their eyes? They were calm and placid, as if they held no great animosity, yet they instilled a terrifying, sleepless dread! (Horrifying!)"

"No, there's a reason why some of those enlightened beings adapted. Haven't you noticed? Most of them are beast-type enlightened beings—many are dogs, insects, carrion vultures... creatures that naturally consume decaying matter in the wild."

They sighed with emotion; these enlightened beings were indeed deeply seasoned; they had truly "eaten more salt than the players had eaten rice."

Back then, if they had been able to discard worldly prejudices like this, they wouldn't have been so deeply traumatized by that ruthless "feces-making machine" player.

They were too young; after all, they originated from ordinary human backgrounds, and the fear and apprehension rooted in a real-world perspective had little effect on these beings.

Online forums were also abuzz with alarming discussions among formidable experts.

Their war strategy had always been unfailingly successful, but for the first time, it had suffered a crushing defeat!

Akina Speed: "Tears streaming down! These people are too ruthless. We only defeated them because we had the first-mover advantage; after all, they had no evolution knowledge and started from scratch, while we were already too mature... Now, they've become terrifying. We might not be able to suppress them anymore!"

This statement was very realistic; these beings possessed high average quality, and eventually, there would truly be no way to defeat them.

Only those who considered themselves geniuses were truly foolish; most players knew their own limitations and that they couldn't compete with these enlightened beings.

Cute Girl: "Yes, they are fiercely enduring, like a pack of wolves, each one a monstrous talent. Their small eyes are filled with the phrase 'thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, do not bully a young man in poverty.' I thought I was cunning enough, but who knew they weren't even on our level and could endure any humiliation!"

Cute Girl had completely realized that normal humiliation and insults had absolutely no effect on them; they were impervious!

Alchemy Emperor: "We must remain vigilant and continue to suppress them, denying them any chance to rise. We must remember that between the two dimensional courtyards... we do not possess an inherent advantage; we are merely more experienced than they are... We should suppress their development for as long as we can."

You might think you're shameless, but they are even more ruthless than you!

The players began to feel panic, vigilance, and a strong sense of crisis.

They were from ordinary backgrounds and truly had no way to compare themselves to these enlightened beings; this was a harsh reality.

After all, their previous struggles with the beings of the Teal Empire hadn't given them this chilling sensation... because these were Ninth-Tier enlightened beings!

Who among them was simple?

However, they could only ignore it and continue to evolve species.

Soon, these lives slowly withered, suffered, and completely died in despair.

These small creatures gradually transformed into pus-oozing corpses, turning into a foul-smelling black, sticky, putrid liquid.

Concentrating, converging.

The fallen, despairing souls, the decaying remains, and the putrid filth seemed to completely intertwine.

The extraordinary bloodlines of these creatures, imbued with endless resentment and the deepest, most evil despair, seemed to give birth to something.

"Indeed, Dead Matter..." Luos was utterly thrilled, as if lifting the fog of ancient knowledge and seeing the legendary essence of truth itself.

Dead Matter! What a concept!

The living source of life was Primordial Matter, and the dead source was Dead Matter. It was one of the grand principles of Dao involving the highest fundamental laws, and now he was witnessing its real existence firsthand!

To be able to participate in this experiment, to witness such a historical moment, he felt immense glory!

He took a deep breath, and then, suddenly, he felt a bit lost. Perhaps his knowledge truly wasn't as profound as theirs?

At this moment.

"Just as we speculated, there are many impurities, and the concentration isn't high—just a tiny bit," the Spongebob player noted, assessing the purity of the substance and taking a deep breath. "Like Primordial Matter, it dissolves upon contact with anything. Fortunately, we've created special tools to contain it."

Normally, it wouldn't be so easy to produce, but this place possessed extraordinary power, and even in the future, everyone could become Tier 4 or 5 creatures, making it less difficult.

"We can now proceed with evolution within it."

They looked at the great octopus. "A species born by bathing in the origin of death, where despair, tyranny, slaughter, cruelty, and endless emotions converge, will be the true... God of Slaughter, the Asura."

"For glory! For the prosperity of civilization!"

The great octopus plunged into it and began to evolve species.

Luos watched with a complex expression.

It seemed his descendant's future achievements would surpass his own... Watching the great octopus gracefully extend its tentacles as it swam in the death-cesspool, he even felt a pang of envy.

Luos's envious gaze sent shivers down the spines of the nearby players, startling them once more!

"It seems that for these great beings who transcend the laws of the universe, notions of ethics, values, and societal norms among living creatures no longer exist. If eating excrement could make them stronger, they would eat it without hesitation! We are still too naive; if we really tried to outwit them, we probably wouldn't stand a chance..."

The players were terrified.

There was no room for cunning schemes now; they were confronting them head-on with their own strength, capturing them all. When it came to trickery, they likely couldn't outplay these beings; only Akina Speed, the players' chief strategist, might be able to contend with them.

They whispered among themselves,

"In the Ninth-Tier era, we are already out of our depth!"

"Each of these enlightened beings is too terrifying!"

"'To use barbarians to control barbarians' – we can't defeat these old foxes who have lived for tens of thousands of years. Perhaps this Ninth-Tier 'big rustic octopus' could be used to contend with them."

They put their heads together and came up with some ideas: to win over a few of them to counter the others... After all, they were confident that as the center of the universe, not inferior to the Abyssal Blue Divine Realm or the Fallen Dao Achiever civilization, they could still recruit a batch of allies.

Splish-splash.

The great octopus was still submerged in the contaminated Dead Matter, seemingly already undergoing evolution.

"It feels like we can only work with Dead Matter that has a lot of impurities... After all, we can only handle this level right now. We'll gradually increase the amount with a few more tries later... A God of Death born from pure Primordial Death Matter wouldn't be simple."

They looked at the great octopus with emotion, then turned their gaze to the Crab King Fort room on the other side, which was once again crowded with bound creatures. "Those guys are truly not to be underestimated. Even after enduring such torture, they still had the nerve to post on forums, constantly enticing others to come and eat excrement with them."

These people had arrived one after another; another batch was ready!

Those people were truly shameless.

They themselves fell into the trap, suffered abuse, and died, yet they still tricked others into coming here to experience the same pain and loss, to lose a life first.

"Given this, those who have already died out will certainly not expose our location; in fact, they'll even deceive others into coming here..."

A player softly said, "If this continues, all the creatures in the entire dimensional courtyard will pass through here and get a good beating from us... We can perform at least five more 'Mobius Rings!'"

Five times, and they might already have evolved into a Third-Tier God of Death, with a rudimentary form already established through continuous evolution.

"But after that, we'll have to rely on our own development," a player said softly.

Next to them, Luos was completely convinced and dutifully helped out with odd jobs.

The evolutionary knowledge they had revealed so far left him in awe, and he had learned a great deal. He thought it was a good idea to align himself with this civilization.

Splish-splash.

"Why is there fighting everywhere lately? That Treant, is it really fighting so fiercely?" Medula asked, her face full of shock, as she looked at the forum, where over a thousand pages, with more than nine hundred of them, detailed how evil the Treants were, rampaging across the land.

"The great war is intensifying," Little Shiji said earnestly. "It seems we'll have to hide in the deep sea; after all, trees float on the surface, and they absolutely cannot go into the deep ocean."

Beside them, Nathera said nothing. If they wanted to go, then they should go; she would be fine remaining in the background.

At the same time, she silently watched Reinmansga, wondering what would happen when they met.

At this moment, Xu Zhi, standing among these species with Medusa, also felt quite speechless. He thought it was utterly bizarre.

This was the Destroyer God's dimensional courtyard, meant for researching slaughter creatures, Gods of Slaughter, and Gods of Death. Yet, these 'animals' had actually created a "Shit God"?

And they were so audacious as to gather so many enlightened beings and pursue such an extremely revolting evolution plan, one that could be smelled from thousands of meters away?

He was utterly astonished.

This was truly outrageous!

"We should indeed go and take a look in the deep sea," Medula also said.

Splish-splash, the group headed toward the deep sea.

Gradually, a stone castle of extreme evil, the Crab King Fort, appeared before them.