We evil gods must hide.

Chapter 31 The Evil God's Desire

As the three watched him go, Lin Qi disappeared into the mist.

Ella called out in the direction he had left, "Lynch, be careful! We're waiting for you to come back!"

A moment later.

Lynch re-entered the town.

The fog was even thicker than before, and it could be faintly seen that it had gradually turned purple. Visibility was less than two meters, and distant buildings and figures became blurry. Only some swaying shadows could be vaguely seen, and there were occasional roars that made people's hearts tremble.

The streets were eerily quiet, with only the rustling of goods scattered by the wind and the clear echoes of my own footsteps in the empty streets.

Lin Qi took each step with extreme caution, his eyes scanning his surroundings warily, afraid of accidentally alerting the infected people nearby.

Just then, an indescribable restlessness suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart, spreading through his blood to every part of his body—it was the desire that had been lurking in his heart ever since he obtained the unclaimed faith from the grocer's wife, and now it was completely ignited by the aura emanating from the infected people around him.

The unclaimed faith within them, like honey scattered on the ground, constantly draws the forgotten divine essence within him.

"It smells so good..."

Lynch's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

He could clearly sense that if he simply reached out and tempted those guys to tear him apart, he could easily devour those unclaimed beliefs.

And it doesn't require paying any price.

Reason is being pulled in a frantic tug-of-war.

You should go to the Adventurers' Guild to find Lina now!

But that consuming desire, like vines, coiled around his heart, tightening more and more, causing his fingertips to tremble slightly and even his breathing to become heavy.

One might not be able to resist reaching out towards the swaying infected figure not far away.

"No..." Lin Qi suddenly closed his eyes and bit his tongue hard. The sharp pain instantly sobered him up a bit.

He forcefully suppressed the restlessness in his heart, forcefully pushing that instinct back into the depths of his soul, and his eyes regained their clarity.

There is no free lunch.

"Evil God".

Lin Qi thought to himself, he suddenly realized that this body of the evil god was not as simple as he thought.

The feeling of suppressing it is not pleasant; it's like forcibly enduring extreme hunger, with the desire in your heart rising and falling like the tide.

He gripped the dagger tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white, trying to force himself to concentrate, but his steps slowed down because of this struggle.

"Hey kid, you're still alive?"

Just as he turned the corner of an alley, Lin Qi was startled by a sound behind him. His body tensed instantly, and he instinctively rolled over and hid in a corner, cautiously peeking out.

A familiar figure leaned against the corner of the wall, holding a cane, his body slightly hunched, and his only hand was still lighting a cigarette.

The thief mentor, Fold.

The old thief looked alright, but his bare trousers and bloodstains suggested he had also been harassed by infected individuals. His eyes appeared relaxed, but remained sharp; his ear was pressed against the wall, constantly listening to the sounds around him.

Lin Qi obediently stepped out from the corner and softly called out, "Mentor."

The old thief spoke in a hoarse voice: "Kid, where do you think you're going? I thought you were still doing your quest in that lousy forest."

Lynch walked up to Fold and said with a smile, "Go to the Adventurers' Guild to find Lina. I'm afraid she hasn't left."

Ford raised an eyebrow, looked Lynch up and down, and a faint smile appeared on his lips: "You two really are having an affair."

Lynch: "..."

"Professor, are you alright?"

Lin Qi looked the old thief up and down, trying to find some scars on him.

The old thief chuckled and said, "If I hadn't been drunk, these degenerates wouldn't have been able to get close to me in my next life."

"What a pity, mortals corrupted by divine power are already living dead."

"The Fallen?"

Lynch noticed the old thief's choice of words.

"Mortals who were corrupted by the power of chaos and thus fell into depravity—that is what the gods call them."

"Heh, look at your ignorant attitude. I've seen this kind of thing a few times when I was young, and every single one of them was far more tragic than this."

Chaotic divine power.

It's an evil god.

Lin Qi suddenly felt that he was not worthy of this title.

Look at the spectacle they've created.

"Is the mentor also going to save Sister Lina, or is he really a kind-hearted person despite his cold exterior?"

"hehe."

Fold didn't speak, only sneered, but the unnatural look in his eyes revealed the old thief's thoughts.

He was silent for a moment, the smile on his face gradually fading, replaced by a solemn expression. He sighed and shook his head: "You lad, you're quite loyal, but too reckless. Right now, the Adventurers' Guild is full of Fallen Ones. If you just barge in like that, it's no different from suicide."

"I know it's dangerous, but I have to repay her kindness."

Lynch's tone was firm.

"Let's stick to the facts. I'm the one who did you a great favor by teaching you for free."

amount.

Lin Qi choked for a moment.

"Get this old, disabled person out first, then go to the Adventurers' Guild."

The old thief said coldly.

"Mentor, you know I'm incredibly weak. Let alone you, even a cat would be difficult to take out."

The old thief waved his hand impatiently, pointed to a narrow alleyway beside him, and said in a low voice, "The Adventurers' Guild has a secret passage, it's under the stone slab in that alley. You can go in by lifting the slab. That passage was used by the guild for emergencies, and very few people know about it. There shouldn't be any infected in there. My leg is injured, so I can't go in and I can't help you much. The rest is up to you."

"Get lost."

"Okay."

Lin Qi knew that the old man still cared about his niece, so he bid him farewell and continued on his way to the Adventurers' Guild.

"Kid, if you survive, this old man will teach you how to be a real thief."

Lin Qi turned his head, and the old man nodded to him before disappearing from Lin Qi's sight in an instant.

It was as if he had simply vanished into the shadows.

...

The alley was so narrow that only one person could pass at a time.

Following Fuld's instructions, Lynch carefully searched the alley and soon found a loose stone slab.

The stone slab was large, but fortunately he had already added strength points, so he easily lifted the slab open a crack. A faint musty smell wafted out from inside. It was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

Lin Qi took a deep breath and carefully bent down to crawl inside.

The passageway was damp, with water droplets hanging on the walls and dripping onto the ground, making a "drip-drip" sound that echoed in the empty passageway, making one's heart tremble. With limited visibility, Lin Qi was extra careful with every step he took, afraid that something might suddenly appear in front of him.

He slowly groped his way through the dark passage, and after walking for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, he finally saw a faint light ahead.

Lin Qi was overjoyed and quickened his pace.

He cautiously walked over and found it to be an exit. The wooden planks at the exit were loose, and he could vaguely hear faint roars coming from outside.

Lin Qi held his breath, gently pushed aside the wooden board, peeked out, and cautiously observed his surroundings.

This seemed to be the backyard of the Adventurers' Guild. It was quiet all around, with no sign of infected, only distant roars echoing faintly within the guild.

After confirming that it was safe, he crawled out of the secret passage, gently closed the wooden plank, dusted himself off, gripped the dagger in his hand, and headed toward the guild hall.

The guild was in complete disarray.

Broken tables, chairs, papers, and weapons were scattered on the ground, along with a few drops of undried blood. A faint smell of blood and mildew filled the air, and the roars of countless infected could be heard from outside, making everyone tense.

Seven or eight male adventurers were blocking the guild gates.

The door was shaking violently.

Clearly, the corrupt ones are trying to break in.

Lin Qi pressed himself against the wall, carefully moving through the guild, his eyes scanning every corner warily, without attracting anyone's attention.

Just as he was about to reach the corner of the counter, a faint whimper suddenly came from behind the pile of clutter next to him, drowning out the roar in the distance.

It also instantly stirred up the desire in his heart.

He slowed his pace and slowly circled around to the pile of debris. Using the broken tables and chairs as cover, he peeked out and saw a ragged boy huddled in a corner. His body was covered with black and purple markings, his skin was withered, his eyes were cloudy, and saliva kept dripping from the corner of his mouth. He had obviously been corrupted by the power of chaos and was turning into a fallen one.

But instead of roaring and lunging like the other fallen ones, he just curled up unconsciously, his fingertips gripping a piece of bread tightly, muttering, "Mother, save me... I don't want to become a monster..."

That was his remaining sanity, struggling against the power of the chaotic gods.

Lynch's breath caught in his throat for a moment, and the struggle in his heart reached its peak.

Unlike those who have lost their minds and fallen into depravity, this boy still retains a remnant of consciousness.

There is still hope.

The urge to devour swept over him like a tsunami, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

His fingertips danced uncontrollably, his eyes grew clouded, and only one thought remained in his mind: Witness his fall! Let him bite him, devour this power of faith, and make himself stronger.

"no......"

He gritted his teeth, his nails digging deep into his palms, the excruciating pain keeping him conscious to the last shred of his mind.

But the boy's faint sobs, and the alluring scent of unclaimed faith, kept assaulting his reason.

"No, I can't let this desire overwhelm my reason. Even ordinary people are like this after they fall from grace, so what if I, an evil god, lose my reason..."

Lin Qi dared not think about it.

Finally, a resolute glint flashed in his eyes, and he slowly reached out his hand, simply pointing it lightly in the direction of the boy.

"Memory deprivation".

Taking the initiative and suppressing his instincts was the best method he could think of.

The boy in the corner was still curled up, but there seemed to be a hint of confusion in his cloudy eyes. His muttering gradually disappeared, and he fell into a state of complete unconsciousness.

[Faith +999]

The other party appears to be still alive.

He took a deep breath, suppressed all his emotions, and continued to press himself against the wall, making his way towards the counter in the guild hall.

Soon, he arrived at the counter in the guild hall.

At the counter, a familiar figure sat cross-legged, clutching a short sword in her hand. Her hair was disheveled, and her face was stained with blood. She was listening warily to the sounds around her.

Lin Qi walked over quietly, lowered his voice, and called out, "Sister Lina."

Lina froze, abruptly raising her head. The short sword in her hand instantly pointed in Lin Qi's direction, her eyes filled with vigilance. But when she saw it was Lin Qi, her vigilance vanished instantly, replaced by overwhelming joy.

"How did you get in here, you little brat!"