Virus King - Chapter 363

Chapter 363: True God? Master? Chen Bai’s Profession?

TL: YYang

Soon, Song Ziqiong finally came to her senses.

The people in front of her were definitely not here to worship her.

She was merely representing Chen Bai, her master, to welcome these individuals.

But Song Ziqiong still couldn’t figure it out.

Why was this happening?

Even if Chen Bai was powerful, even if his strength in the God and Devil Trial Grounds was considered the strongest among countless Evolvers, wasn’t he just an Evolver?

At present, a level 24 rank was indeed high, and it was only one level away from Rika, who had burst onto the scene and seized the top of the leaderboard.

But the gap between Chen Bai’s level and the more than eighty levels of the beings before her was a world apart!

Why would such a vast disparity cause these entities to treat Chen Bai with such reverence?

Song Ziqiong didn’t understand, but she reacted immediately. With a faint smile, she respectfully addressed the strange figures cloaked in dark green robes without the slightest hint of disdain or dismissal:

“Everyone, the master is waiting for you in the room!”

Master!?

This time, it was the turn of these Plague Cult members to be puzzled and stunned.

Master?! What master? Wasn’t this woman before them their True God?

But they could clearly sense that the aura emanating from this woman was indeed tied to the “Child of Misfortune” profession.

The Child of Misfortune was the most precious profession nurtured by their Plague Cult.

It was the only SS-Rank first-transfer rare profession.

Its value was so high that it was meant as a profession choice reserved for their deity, prepared for their god’s first professional transfer.

And now, the owner of this profession wasn’t their True God?

Among them, the Black Star Bishop was the first to recover from his shock. He watched as the woman, whose alluring figure exuded the aura of the Child of Misfortune, swayed her hips and walked into the courtyard.

The group stood up, exchanged glances, and followed her into the estate.

None of the picturesque scenery of this villa estate could capture their attention.

At this moment, the high-ranking members of the Plague Cult from other worlds were completely consumed by disbelief.

Could it be that the god foretold in their prophecy, the destined master, had chosen a profession other than their Plague Cult’s?

If that were the case, would this god’s mastery over the Authority of Plague be weakened?

They were filled with doubts and apprehension.

For years, the Plague Cult had been unable to produce a true deity.

The faithful believers of plague had long accepted that their True God could not descend within the Plague Cult.

But as followers of the plague, they couldn’t accept that their god had no connection to their cult.

Regardless of the truth, the answer would soon be revealed.

The path through the villa estate felt endless, leaving the members of the Plague Cult on edge.

Finally, they reached the front door of the central villa. Inside this room, which showcased the peak of this world’s architectural artistry before the outbreak of the God and Devil Trial Grounds, a figure appeared before them.

Everyone looked at the same time. A man dressed in black stood there.

He wore a pitch-black clerical robe, adorned with a cross of holy light. However, the cross, which should have radiated holiness, was entwined with dark tendrils, as if blood oozed from its surface.

It was sinister and exuded an indescribable eeriness.

Yet, his face possessed extraordinary charm, a visage so handsome that it was flawless.

On such a face, not a single imperfection could be found.

Earlier, when they saw Song Ziqiong and sensed her Child of Misfortune profession, they immediately suspected that she was their deity.

But now, as they saw Chen Bai in person, as they looked upon the man before them, they didn’t need to sense his profession or anything else—they could instantly and unequivocally confirm that this man was their god!

This was the one who, foretold by prophecy, would descend amidst torrents of chaos—their True God, destined to lead them and the Plague Cult to greatness!

The presence of this being emanated a unique aura that left them unable to resist.

This was the aura of Authority!

At that moment, they hesitated no longer. Unlike before, their reverence and submission grew even deeper:

“True God! Your most humble servants and children have finally beheld Your greatness. To bask in Your grace is the highest honor for the likes of us!”

Chen Bai glanced at the group. Even though he had prepared himself mentally, the feedback he received from the Eye of Secrets about their levels still surprised him.

However, unlike other Evolvers who had never seen the world, Chen Bai was naturally different.

Forget Emperor-level or Saint-level beings—he had even encountered multiple True Gods.

The Authority of the Abyss had long elevated his position far beyond this plane.

“Rise,” Chen Bai said casually as he sat down.

“I didn’t expect you to arrive so quickly.”

It was the first time Chen Bai had met these people, but he had previously had contact with Pukashumi, so he trusted that most of those who came now were likely loyal to him.

Even if they weren’t loyal, Chen Bai didn’t mind. After witnessing his power, position, authority, and identity, they would become loyal eventually.

This was Chen Bai’s confidence.

“Upon learning of the great True God’s whereabouts, Your most loyal followers naturally hurried to pay homage to You at the first opportunity…”

Why are they calling the master True God? Song Ziqiong looked at these terrifying beings of immense power and still couldn’t comprehend.

But it was clear that no one cared about Song Ziqiong’s thoughts at this moment.

The bishops of the Plague Cult were evidently straightforward people. After saying a few words, they respectfully asked:

“Great True God, Your humble servants wish to confirm Your profession…”