This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist

Rita raised her hand and gently pressed it against Nivalis' head, looking back into her eyes. She replied earnestly, "No, this isn't about repayment. Just like when I used to send you pocket money, there's no ulterior motive. I just wanted to give you a gift, to make you happy."

In truth, Rita knew everything. She had always prepared for Nivalis to leave her, so she pretended to be clueless.

Nivalis then threw her arms around the lantern and rolled around a few times. "Now, that's more like it."

Aside from that, Wrathful Moon could still be upgraded. However, this time the required material wasn't Moon Sand but something called [Shattered Stars], and it required 1000 pieces. Rita had never even heard of it...

After soothing Nivalis, Rita returned to the past to send a note to herself: [Don't bring Resurrection Skills].

While Rita was handling the aftermath back at home, chaos was erupting in the World Battleground!

Especially for Frenzied Shark. After Rita's suicide, bringing the dragon out of the game with her, Frenzied Shark stood dazed for several minutes, barely believing what had just happened. Was it real? Could it be?

There were only six skills in total for an SSS-tier divine blessing, yet that alien player—someone he never even considered important—had stolen more than half of them?!

Four skills! Four core abilities he had painstakingly evolved!

Could this happen in real life? This was absurd! Was there a way to file a complaint?

What made him even angrier and more desperate was that the core attack skill [Midnight Exile], the defensive counter-attack skill [Absurd Story], the top-tier shield skill [Bedtime Tale], and his favorite [Ancient Curse] were all taken!

He had built his reputation in the World Battleground, earning a "willing to die" title, largely thanks to these three skills. They made him nearly invincible! One skill let him grow stronger the more he fought, another prevented him from being instantly killed, and the third made any enemies hesitant to attack him. Everyone knew that anyone who tried to fight him had to be ready to receive the same damage.

But now… all gone! Gone!!!

This was the worst loss Frenzied Shark had suffered since entering the World Battleground.

In a state of utter madness, Frenzied Shark slapped himself across the face. Why had he gone and messed with that new player… why did he push them to the limit?

But wait, he didn't think it would push them this far! He had taken blood from a dragon before, stripped off its scales, even broke off its horns. The owl didn't do anything! It even talked to him nicely about cooperating!

His hands shaking with rage, Frenzied Shark slapped himself again… "Serves you right!"

Why hadn't he checked that player's divine blessings first? What kind of average character could make it into the World Battleground?

But that wasn't the end.

The stolen skills soon came back to haunt him.

While Frenzied Shark was venting his anger in the desert, he heard a cold, furious, and deeply hateful female voice. This voice echoed across the entire World Battleground cloud. It was a language they didn't recognize, but every race could understand.

"I curse Winter Sea Frenzied Shark! Every seven natural days, he will die by the blood-sucking of his own pet. Only when Frenzied Shark feeds his own flesh and blood to one hundred different exotic beasts, will the curse be lifted!"

A curse? And one that was announced directly in the world of the cursed?

Almost 80% of the alien players stopped what they were doing. Even those who had been engaged in a fierce battle just moments ago paused and looked toward the sky.

Anyone who had played The Game of Gods for a while had heard of Frenzied Shark and knew of his signature skill. Compared to his difficult-to-deal-with [Midnight Exile] and [Absurd Story], his most famous ability was his curse skill—[Ancient Curse].

Not only was this skill troublesome and hard to counter, but he often used it to curse other players. Even if no one offended him, he would casually curse someone just because he was bored. Many of the veteran players present had already been cursed by Frenzied Shark, and a small portion of them had been cursed by him multiple times.

But now the curse was still there, only this time the voice wasn't Frenzied Shark's. Instead, he was the one being cursed!

Who was it, who had such a powerful curse skill like [Ancient Curse]?

Standing in the desert, Frenzied Shark slapped himself three more times.

Slap—Slap—Slap! "Serves you right! Serves you right! Serves you right!!!"

At his feet, the thorns on his pet, Hate Thorns, unfurled. A pair of tiny black eyes peeked out from between the thorns, gazing at Frenzied Shark with expectation. It spoke up, "Bro, maybe you should go wash up."

Before the words even settled, another curse echoed.

"I curse Winter Sea Frenzied Shark's pet, Hate Thorns! Every time she touches the blood of another living being, she will feel the excruciating pain of her muscles cramping and skin being peeled off! Only when she returns all of the dragon blood she stole to BSRita's pet—Dragon Nivalis—will the curse be lifted!"

Not only did Rita want her to return Nivalis' blood, but she also wanted all the dragon blood back! If not, she wouldn't use the word "give" but "return."

Such greed…

Frenzied Shark glared down at Hate Thorns. "So, you're happy now?"

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In the third level of the desert battlefield, Mistblade, who had been knocked away, straightened herself up. She wiped the blood from her mouth with her torn sleeve, her eyes filled with disbelief. She recognized that voice—BSRita?

How did she have a skill similar to [Ancient Curse]?

Mistblade thought back to the fragments of the future she had seen. She had thought that the human and the dragon would suffer terribly at Frenzied Shark's hands and would be too frightened to ever return to the World Battleground. She never imagined… they not only weren't scared, but they even dared to provoke Frenzied Shark! How did they get involved with that lunatic in the first place?

One was second-to-last, the other second in rank.

However, whether BSRita continued to work with her in the World Battleground or left the game with the remaining World Graveyard, Mistblade would still be in a good position.

Ha, she had bet right!

At that moment, she almost wished that BSRita had stolen more World Graveyards from her back then.

Wait… hold on! Let her think about this for a moment.

Mistblade's face darkened!

She suddenly remembered something Rita had said when they formed their partnership. It wasn't, "If I agree, will you forget about the World Graveyard I stole?"

It was, "If I agree, will you stop bothering me about the World Graveyard?"

Everything clicked into place. She suddenly recalled the Fogtail, who had taken the World Graveyard from Maple Cang and could also use [Mist Arrival].

That incident had caused Maple Cang to complain to Maple Syrup, leading to Maple Syrup showing up at her door to settle things… what a pain!

Fine, very well! That wasn't framing someone—it was revealing the truth!