I Became a God in a Horror Game - Chapter 304

Chapter 304




"The second time, Gay and I rebelled against the native camp." Alex said in a low voice.

"This time, with Guy's encouragement, I got to know this group of aboriginals and their beliefs of evil gods. I used to think they were very ignorant, and at that time, for the first time, I felt that ignorance is a good thing."

Alex chuckled twice: "Their beliefs come from the earth and the evil god, and they will never leave the leader given to them by the evil god to invade his earth, in other words, they will not It will follow up with a large-scale war like my army and continue to invade him."

"I foolishly thought at the time that as long as the natives were calmed down and won this war, all this would be over."

"I already know that it is useless to hide this potion, because those who are saved by me will tell their own camp no matter what the effect of this potion is, so this time I chose the potion The role was directly told to the natives."

Alex lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly: "After resurrecting two dead natives, these natives believed me easily. I created a large number of native undead troops, made a plan, and proceeded in an orderly manner. ‌Attack the enemy, and soon I won a phased victory."

"When the opponent was desperate and was preparing to use artillery in large quantities, I ambushed the opponent with an army of undead, and this large number of artillery was transported by the indigenous people."

"On the sixth night, under the double deterrence of the undead army and a large number of artillery, they finally backed down, chose to negotiate peacefully with the natives, and gave up further attacks."

Alex's voice was hoarse: "I don't know how long this hypocritical peace can last. At that moment, I still had to be relieved. After the peace agreement was signed and the war stopped, I thought that this time I I will definitely win the game, I never thought about it..."

He closed his eyes, gasped for breath twice, and then continued with difficulty: "...after I returned to the camp of the natives, they pointed their artillery at the group of undead that had been fully revived army of men."

"Those aborigines said that these undead people are evil and are cursed by the gods. They have tolerated the existence of this group of undead people. They have endured until the end of the war. They have finally decided to judge them now."

Alex said hoarsely: "No matter how I explain that these undead people are no different from ordinary people after they are fully resurrected, they still don't believe it. Everyone's face is filled with unspeakable fear, darling Crying that this group of undead will not die easily, they must be bombarded repeatedly with cannons, and they can't be resurrected after they bombard them to pieces."

"...The group of undead people used to be their parents, friends, lovers, and even children. They knelt in front of me, holding their corpses and begging me to resurrect them. Now, using this group of undead people to get After the victory, but because of the strength of the opponent, he was afraid, and in turn condemned the opponent as heresy, and sent the opponent to prison."

Alex sneered: "How ironic, I was thankful for their ignorance of not hurting others, but at this moment they have a sharp weapon to hurt themselves."

"I screamed at the top of my lungs and told these undead people to run away, but they stayed where they were without moving."

"Because in the process of their resurrection, they will gradually recover the memories of seven days ago. They don't know what happened in these seven days, but they just blankly open their arms to the relatives and friends who approached, show smiling faces, and then Let them set up their own guns."

Alex gritted his teeth: "At the end they were aimed at the holes of the artillery, they still didn't understand what happened, I watched them come alive at the moment, shouting their last words The names of the closest people were smashed into crumbs by the closest people."

"...The second game, I lost again, and I chose to reload the file again."

"In the third game, I didn't join any camp. I went crazy and kept creating my own undead army to attack and control the other two camps. The more they resisted, the more people died. I The greater the number of undead troops."

Alex took two deep breaths: "That's it, I quickly took over the situation, and the other two had to stop the war in order to restrain me, and chose to cooperate, one to transport a large number of artillery, and the other to use it ‌Forms cooperate with each other to attack me."

"The artillery was intercepted by me again. I experienced the first two times. Not only was I proficient in firepower rationing, but I also had a very clear understanding of the situation. I thought it would be fine after seven days."

Alex paused: "On the sixth night, I went to ask the evil god, and I said that as long as no war breaks out within these seven days, I will win, right?"

"He said yes, the world line you are in will continue to run with the world line you won."

Alex shed a tear, his tone choked up: "... That is to say, if I win in this world line, I must keep making undead to ensure my camp is strong and restrain The other two camps cooperate to keep them from going to war."

"After seven days, these undead people will become living people. They are no longer immortal. They are just ordinary living people with flesh and blood. If I want to continue to make undead people, I must Don't stop killing, if I stop killing, the war will continue to break out, and everything I want to change has not changed in essence."

"I once again chose to start over from the file."

Alex was silent for a long, long time, looking at the statue of the old evil god with empty eyes: "...I have done it ten times, and I have tried everything I can to prevent the outbreak of the war, to prevent it from happening." Everyone dies."

"‌Even if I have an unlimited amount of potion of immortality, with ten chances to start over, there will still be a large number of people who will die in this war."

"I realize that neither the medicine nor I can save anyone. The only way to stop the war is if there is no initiator of the war, so that the harm of the war will not be further expanded."

Alex was numb and weeping: "So when I read the file for the last time, I chose to pour all the paint given to me by the evil god on the arsenal, and kill everyone with my own hands on the eve of the war."

"In the end, the real world ended with the last time, I killed everyone, and the time of the world continued to flow forward."

"‌I lost the game with the evil god, so he combined my experience of cycling ten times to create this nightmare-like endless war world, and fixed me here as a character in his game forever, watching me pain as interest."

Alex lowered his head, tears dripping down his jaw: "...the starting point of every cycle in this war world I exist in is a new batch of soldiers that I have never seen before. It starts, and ends with these soldiers playing and counting these undead I created sinking to the bottom of the lake."

"I can't remember how many times Guy has been sunk to the bottom of a lake and reappeared in a tent, lying beside me, because his living dead will forget what happened seven days ago after being resurrected, and they don't know anything. do not remember."

"‌I remember."

Alex laughed nervously at the evil woodcarving with a tearing heart, tears rolling down in big drops: "——I remember everything in every cycle!"

"Because I'm not a living dead, I'm the only living person in this world of the living dead, God doesn't allow me to die, so I can't forget, I remember everything."

Alex's voice is hoarse and close to breathy:

"In the beginning I was trapped here, trying to change what happened here, trying to save them in this virtual world, and then I gradually became desperate-I couldn't change anything."

He smiled with a blank expression:

"No one understood what I was doing except Guy, who believed in me completely, so I tipped him what was going to happen and Guy said, let's run away."

"We found a foggy blank belt, which should be the border of this virtual war world. We tried many methods but couldn't get out. Guy and I didn't give up. Say it once, Guy, and we'll come back here and find a way out."

"One day." Alex murmured softly, "I was kneeling on the border, and the desire to be trapped was driving me crazy. I heard the voice of the evil god again, and he asked me ,Would you like to go out?"

"I said yes, and he said that he could design a channel for me to go out. There is only one person, Gay and I, who can escape from here, let me choose."

Alex's eyes were red: "I chose to let Guy out."

"Guy didn't know anything, he couldn't hear the voice of the evil god, I watched him disappear into the fog, and the voice of surprise came from the other end, saying Alex, I'm out !"

"The fog disappeared in front of my eyes in an instant. I saw Guy standing on the other side of the enchantment. He smiled and waved, telling me to get out quickly. I said that I have to study the rules of going out again. Just now It may have been a mistake, and I may have to wait for the next seven days to come out."

Alex blinked slightly: "Guy is a living dead, I know he will be completely resurrected in the next seven days, and then forget that I am trapped in this world, he may think that in that real world I'm dead."

"To , there is a person, my lover, who was saved by me."

"Guy came to the edge of the barrier to look for me every day. He couldn't get in. He shared with me what he saw outside every day. He surprised me and told me that he found my grave and his. There is also Elena's letter and wedding dress on it, and he said that the little girl has grown up and actually made him a wedding dress."

Alex's voice was choked with sobs: "He was smiling so happily while holding up his wedding dress, I instantly felt that my pain had meaning."

"It was seven days later, I came to that border again, and I was going to see Guy for the last time before the cycle restarted..."

Alex's whole body trembled: "I found Guy on the other side of the enchantment. He held up his wedding dress and turned into an unconscious corpse. He turned into a bluish-white zombie."

"I almost went crazy, I beat the wood carving of the evil god over and over again, and asked him why."

"The evil god told me that Guy was originally a living dead. When he left this virtual world and entered reality, the time on his body broke away from the time of the virtual world and synchronized with the real time."

"The evil god said in a compassionate voice, Alex, have you forgotten? In the real world, in the ending you chose, Guy was killed by you long ago. He was originally a Corpse."

"Guy can only live for seven days. After seven days, he will change into what he should be in the real world."

"I'm not reconciled. I tried time and time again to get Guy to leave here, but I failed. It just made the border more complicated. I don't know how many zombie brides I have."

Alex's voice gradually weakened: "I finally gave up, numbly took away the wedding dress and letters brought back by Zombie Guy, and gave them to another Guy in the next cycle, so that he can Marrying me in Irina's wedding dress before he died was probably the happiest thing he could have done."

"...Other things, I can't do anything."

Ni Shen stared at him: "You should hate the evil god very much, I don't understand why you are helping the evil god to complete the sacrificial ceremony of the new heir of the evil god this time?"

Alex's eyeballs rolled for a moment, as if he had glanced at the God of Rebellion, and then turned back to look at the statue of the new evil god: "—do you know how to escape the control of a god?"

Ni Shen was silent for a moment: "To create a new god, is it?"

"How can you make sure this new god is a good guy and won't continue to design games to torture you?"

Alex's voice is almost inaudible:

"I don't know, I've never seen the evil god have such a strong obsession with a new soldier. The moment the soldier named Bai Liu entered this war world, I heard the evil god delighted." Tell me, the new evil god, his chosen successor has finally arrived."

"At that moment, I could hardly control my disgust towards Bai Liu. I hated the few subordinates he brought in very much. I hated them touching Guy very much."

Reminiscing in Nishen's mind - that's why Bai Liu told him before that he had just entered the game and saw Alex's first side, and his popularity dropped below the safe value, so they chose to be hostile to Alex The goodness of the players in the faction is stable above 60.

It turned out that there was another reason behind it.

Alex continued: "I didn't hate Bai Liu so much soon, because the evil god told me that once the new god takes shape, he will fall, and his control over me will be lifted—this Bai Liu It is to destroy him, and then inherit his position."

"The rotation among gods is so cruel, no different from human beings." Alex couldn't restrain the mocking smile on his face, "—maybe because of the nature of gods, they are human beings full of desires Bar."

"Haven't you ever thought about why the evil god wants to tell you such information that is harmful to him?" Nishen said, "What if he wants to kill him..."

Ni Shen said here, but stopped abruptly.

Alex turned his head to look at Nishen, his brows were lowered, his eyes were gloomy, and he smiled madly: "—Who will kill me? What I fear the most now is death."

"I don't want to save anyone anymore. I don't have anything to fear. No matter what the price is, as long as it can end all of this, I'm willing to do it."

Alex gasped, his eyes were red:

"When that guy, that evil god told me these things, when he said that Bai Liu would destroy him, he smiled from the bottom of his heart."

"He is fully expecting Bai Liu to kill him and become the new evil god."

Alex sneered morbidly: "——probably he, like me, was impatient to live, and was going crazy waiting for death in this world full of ugly desires of human beings, so that's why he was so looking forward to someone You can end your own life."

Alex stared straight down at the wood carving of the old evil god:

"Do you know, new soldier, I talked to this evil god once after I lost the game, and he questioned me from above and below, asking me if I knew why I lost this game?"

"I said I don't know, I've tried my best, but I still can't change anything, why can't everyone survive."

"So he laughed. He said that most of the human desires are based on killing each other. The less happy a person is, the stronger his desire to hurt others or his own desire, the more meaningful his existence will be."

"He is the discerner, storer and listener of all evil desires in this world. As long as there is one person in this world whose desires smell of blood, his game will never stop."

Alex's eyes gradually moved from the old wood carving to the new wood carving: "—— Bai Liu, he found a player who is the most suitable for games related to desire. His desire is too strong, strong ‌ can go beyond this game and touch the existence of ‌God."

"Bai Liu is a player born for the Cthulhu game. Everything Cthulhu carefully prepared in the game, including war, destruction, death, and soul, is all to celebrate his coming."

"God cares for him and is willing to die for him." Alex paused for a moment, "Whether it's the last one who has long since fallen, or this one who is full of expectations."

The smile on the old woodcarving of the evil god became more and more strangely gentle and sweet, and there was less than a third of the new woodcarving of the evil god left, and it was about to be perfectly born in the log.

The smile on Xinxin Shenmu Carving's face is warm and serene, as if a benevolent god is overlooking all living beings.

shrine.

Sitting on the stone bench, the seer's stone has spread to his heart, which made it difficult for him to speak, and his voice became difficult: "——you put something down? into this copy?"

The man in the hood had the same creepy and gentle smile as on the old wooden carving of the evil god. He clasped his hands together and opened them, and a pure black whip and a floating inverted cross appeared out of thin air between his hands.

"—his original weapons and beliefs."

The whip is covered with bone spurs and is extremely sharp. Compared with the previous Siren bone whip and Spade's lizard bone whip, although this whip looks similar, it carries an obvious evil spirit.

The reverse cross is made of some kind of unknown stone, the color on it is like blood flowing, and it contains a kind of light that takes people's soul.

The prophet's pupils shrank for a moment: "You put Bai Liu's weapon and reverse cross in this copy?"

"Bai Liu is the most perfect heir I have selected from so many Bai Liu." The man smiled with connivance, "I broke his original weapon and reverse cross, so I should replace him with newer and better ones." , isn't it?"

"It's like I killed his old god, and I should give him a more perfect new god."

The prophet gasped for breath: "Bai Liu hates you, he will not become your believer, so your statement of giving him a more perfect new god is totally untenable, he will not believe in it." Yours won't ask for what you give him, the only person Bai Liu will believe in is—"

"Tavier." The man under the hood opened his eyes, with a half-smile, "Prophet, in the absence of Tavel, you have missed a person who believes in the Bailiu Society."

The prophet was taken aback, his face completely froze this time.

The man under the hood laughed: "—that's Bai Liu herself."

"The more perfect new god I'm talking about doesn't mean myself, but Bai Liu himself."

"Bai Liu doesn't like me, hates me, hates me, I need him to have this kind of emotion towards me." There was a smile in the man's eyes, "I will keep taking away the things he cherishes and let him Bai Liu must despise me and kill me."

"—Because only gods have the ability to kill gods, Bai Liu should have fully understood this truth now, in order to kill me, he has to accept all the gifts of god power that I gave him—"

The man smiled softly: "—and then, as I wished, I will kill me, the old god and the new evil god."

The prophet struggled as if he couldn't breathe, and said word by word: "Do you really want Bai Liuxi to be the new god so much? You will be destroyed by him because of this."

The man in the hood stood up slowly, his back was facing the prophet who was about to be completely stone, and he looked at the waves of the sea outside the temple, with a smile on his face, and nothing reflected in his eyes:

"Prophet, you can see the future, so you should know that everything in this world cannot last forever, right? Rocks, water, waves, sky and mountains, even gods will perish one day .”

"—That's why living things have the instinct to reproduce. All conscious things instinctively look for some kind of way to continue their existence."

The prophet coughed: "Are you trying to find the continuation of your own existence in Bai Liu?"

"No, I think it's boring to pursue this kind of continuation of existence." He smiled half-smile, "So I hope that there is someone, a guy who completely matches the rules of my game, a player who can crack all my games, who can break the game I gave. All the rules made by each world come in front of me, and kill me, the game designer, with my own hands."

His eyes hidden under the hood flickered with a strange light: "——Don't you think it's interesting to be killed by such a person in a game-like way?"

The prophet opened his mouth hoarsely: "—so many Bailiu can win your game, why did you choose Bailiu to be your successor?"

The man turned his head slightly, and asked with great interest: "——Then let me ask you, why do you put all your chips to win me on this one Bai Liu, why not on the other Bai Liu."

The prophet was silent.

The man turned his head, and the sea breeze was blowing his long ponytail exposed outside the hood. He lowered his eyes and smiled softly: "——Because you and I both know that this Bailiu is different."

"Bai Liu is completely different from those shoddy Bai Liu souls. He is the most perfect and interesting."

"He has a soul full of desire and restraint."

"If I am going to fall in a certain way." He looked at the endless sea, smiling expectantly, "I hope that Bai Liu, who has such a soul, will kill me with his own hands."