My Salvation Game Became true?!

"Notice: The Apostle of Fate 'Black Blade' has been dispatched, would you like to enter the Apostle's perspective?"

"Notice: Now entering Apostle perspective mode."

The dimly lit rooftop, a figure in black stood out starkly.

In Fang You's eyes, this was akin to a third-person game perspective.

However,

he could not fully control this Apostle of Fate.

He could only partially control the Apostle's actions by issuing commands.

There were options such as 'train', 'rest', 'fight', 'stand by' and so on.

"This isn't bad either, with Black Blade's physique and speed, it's definitely very fast. If I were to micro-control it, that would be somewhat beyond me...."

This is not a game.

It's reality.

He did not prepare any commands.

Because Black Blade had already started moving on his own; he smelled the scent of Mysterious Evil, and his eyes seemed to burst with a desire to kill.

Black Blade used the skill 'Mysterious Evil Tracking'!

In front of him,

his field of vision now displayed sparse gray-black specks.

Like tainted wind, intermittent, meandering into the inner corridors.

Fang You saw the same scene as well.

He stroked his chin, "It looks like this is a skill for finding clues, similar to 'Eye of Element', 'Survival Instinct'?"

The target is inside the building.

Black Blade walked straight to the iron door that serves as the rooftop entry, paused, and looked down.

A rusty lock had the iron door completely locked.

This,

according to fire safety regulations, rooftops are not supposed to have iron doors locked like this!

But here, it was locked.

Fang You hadn't been to the rooftop in years and was unaware of this.

He frowned.

But Black Blade merely paused for a moment.

"Clang!"

The battle blade was unsheathed, the snow-white blade flashing by, severing the rusty lock in one stroke.

The blade of Black Blade returned to its sheath as if nothing had happened, and he pushed open the iron door casually, accompanied by a creaking sound, he stepped into the increasingly dim and lightless corridor.

Fang You: "...."

I worried for nothing.

But why are you so adept at this, Black Blade!

Upon entering the corridor, the gray-black spots that appeared in Black Blade's vision became more numerous; indicating that the Mysterious Evil clues were more plentiful, and he was getting closer.

He continued downwards.

The eighth floor, the seventh floor, where the dim yellow lights of the corridor spilled, reflecting in Black Blade's emotionless eyes.

The gray-black spots ahead rapidly multiplied, faintly outlining the contour of a three-clawed paw print.

A monster with three claws?

Is this the Mysterious Evil?

Fang You thought, when suddenly he heard a "thump thump thump" sound, coming from the game.

No, not just from the game.

He listened closely,

the sound was also coming from outside his apartment door, gradually overlapping.

Only this time, the Mysterious Evil was not knocking on his security door, but the one opposite.

Fang You held his breath, eyes unblinking as he stared at the game screen.

Following Black Blade's viewpoint, it slowly moved upward.

Above the black claw print, in front of the security door of the apartment opposite his....

Nothingness!

There was only a faint gray-black air, strands of tainted wind drifting around, a scene only visible under 'Mysterious Evil Tracking'.

Yet even with this special vision, he still could not see the Mysterious Evil.

There were just two pitch-black paw prints,

and the thump thump thump, a mechanical-like knocking sound.

Suddenly, it stopped!

For some reason, Fang You felt as if something was watching him.

No, it should be Black Blade that was being watched!

Even through the game screen, he felt a chill down his spine.

Is this the Mysterious Evil?

Yet until now, he still had no idea what kind of monster it was, invisible, without the skill 'Mysterious Evil Tracking', he couldn't even see the paw prints!

He had no idea what the monster looked like.

Whether it even had a physical form.

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Combat methods, weaknesses, et cetera, were completely unknown!

How could he fight this?

Was this something a person could even deal with?

Fang You gripped his phone tightly, his palm slightly sweating.

In the vision, Black Blade suddenly flashed to the side, two steps away in the relatively spacious corner of the stairwell, dodging something.

Boom!

A loud noise.

The noise was ear-shattering.

No shadow was seen, but only after the loud noise did claw marks start to appear on the floor, and some grey-black spots appeared on the wall around the corner.

Did Mysterious Evil's tracking fail to keep up with the 'three-clawed creature's movements?

Fang You's heart raced, and he dared not take a deep breath.

But Black Blade showed no sign of panic, his hand still on the hilt of his sword, his gaze fierce and fixed ahead.

Another misstep.

With a 'thud,' the war blade was unsheathed.

Fang You saw a slash of red light, so bright it hurt his eyes.

It was blood-red!

The snow-white blade was tinged with a faint red, whistling as it cut through the air two steps ahead.

It brought up a grey-black mist.

It was like slicing through seaweed, shredding clusters of it, which broke off in mid-air.

Had he hit it?

The screen showed the filthy wind had faded considerably.

Black Blade stepped back two steps, paused, then gripped the war blade with both hands, the faint red glow reappearing on the blade.

Slash!

The red light coursed through, cutting swathes of grey-black mist, and Fang You thought he saw a faint shadow appear and then shatter.

Vanished completely.

He wasn't sure if it was an illusion or not.

But under Black Blade's Mysterious Evil tracking vision, the three-clawed marks faded quickly, along with the filthy wind that lingered around.

Until they disappeared completely.

Black Blade turned off the 'Mysterious Evil Tracking' vision.

The sharp war blade was sheathed again, standing in the hallway, his gaze calm as if killing a Mysterious Evil was an insignificant task, unchanged.

But Fang You nevertheless noticed that Black Blade's breathing was slightly rapid, sweat beads appearing where his mask didn't cover.

He wasn't as relaxed as he appeared on the surface.

But, no matter what, it had been a kill.

The first kill!

'Ding!'

'Prompt: Apostle of Fate 'Black Blade' has killed Mysterious Evil 'Knocking Child,' which is now registered in the bestiary.'

'Prompt: First kill of a Mysterious Evil. Deployment template now unlocked. Fate Points +2.'

'Prompt: Apostle of Fate 'Black Blade' has killed a Mysterious Evil alone. Mystery +0.1.'

There was a lot of information.

Ding-ding-ding, it kept popping up on the phone.

Fang You was about to check each notification, but then he remembered Black Blade, still in the stairwell.

The noise just now was loud.

The two 'Boom! Boom!' sounds were more exaggerated than hammering at a door with an iron hammer, probably alarming many residents.

He couldn't let Black Blade stay here... Black Blade was an individual with an unknown identity and wearing strange attire—a 'suspicious character.'

He switched to Black Blade's perspective.

By now,

The Apostle of Fate had returned to the rooftop, seemingly unsure of where to go next, so he sat down to rest and wait for further instructions.

'Prompt: Only 57:15 left in deployment status. Would you like to end the deployment of Apostle of Fate 'Black Blade'?

'Yes!'

A faint light descended.

Enveloped in his black garb, Black Blade disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Having slain the Mysterious Evil, he concealed his merits and fame.

Fang You also put down his phone, flexing his stiffened palm due to the tension.

He opened the door and walked out.

Outside in the hallway, there were sounds of people.

It was Old Qin from the guardhouse, who came to ask about the loud noise, accompanied by two helpful neighbors.

"I also heard the loud noise and got a big scare,"

Fang You shook his head.

It wasn't long before he returned to his own home.

He concealed his merits and fame.

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