First Player

Chapter 135 Chapter 133·The Final Exile

"Whoa!" Su Ming'an opened the sticks that were thrust forward with his sword and stabbed it into the heart of a town citizen. He quickly retracted the sword and blood spattered on his face.

"Jasmine" stood up slowly while holding on to the wall, with a blush on her face: "My dear townspeople once told me that the travelers seemed to be targeting you - they were jealous of you, jealous that you have so many things. Beliefs, jealous of your differences from them, jealous of... you, the "heretic" who is different from them. Are you and I in the same situation? An abandoned god, an unrecognized beacon."

Su Mingan glanced at his health bar. The blood volume of 1430 was quite high at this stage, but it was gradually reduced to half.

As far as the eye can see, there are seven or eight corpses of townspeople lying under the table. They died completely and peacefully, as if their flesh and blood were melted into the flames.

His eyes gradually turned into a continuous sea of ​​fire.

There was already a lot of blood on his body, both his own and those splashed by the townspeople. He was panting, and the wrist holding the sword was already a little painful. He felt the early warning of weakening physical strength coming from every corner of his body, and his nose What he breathed in was full of the strong smell of blood.

[You killed the town citizen Green, Exp+1000]

[You killed the town citizen Hill, Exp+1000]

【You killed...】

The fire burned quickly, especially the huge wooden coffin, which started to burn like a bonfire.

He smelled the smell of burning human flesh, and the townspeople fell down with smiles on their faces, their bodies burning with bright and warm flames.

The temperature is gradually rising.

"Dingling bell..." The jewelry on "Jasmine" made a crisp sound, and her eyes were sad.

"I am so lucky to have them." "Jasmine" murmured: "They are all willing to die for me - this is God and faith."

"You only have their bodies. You are not worthy of being a god." Su Mingan responded calmly.

[You killed the town citizen El, Exp+1000]

[Ding dong! You have been upgraded to a (Level 2 and Level 3) player! 】

He quickly added points to his physical strength and felt that the tide of fatigue subsided slightly.

He withdrew his sword.

——There are no enemies in sight.

The overwhelming fire had completely obscured his sight. Far more townspeople died in the fire than he had killed. He stepped back, and the desk under his feet creaked harshly. He felt his back against There was a bumpy and cold patch on the ground - it should be the rusted statue of the god.

He gasped for air, but he inhaled the smell of burning fire. The smell of smoke was choking. Then he started coughing. The more he coughed, the more breathless he became. After slowly sitting down next to the statue, , he saw a scarlet flame star and jumped up playfully.

He could no longer see the open door.

The barrage is already anxious:

【Not good, not good, not good! 】

[Su Mingan cut off his retreat, he shouldn't have thrown the candlestick. If you kill a few desperately, you still have a chance. 】

[This wave, this wave is Ming'an's daily operation. He always likes to put himself in danger to make the other party relax their vigilance. I always feel distressed. 】

【Let me go! Put me down! I committed suicide on the spot to show this Jasmine! Who said there was no one behind Su Mingan! Who says no one is willing to sacrifice for him——! 】

[What kind of faith is it to die for a god? Aren’t gods supposed to protect those who believe in Him? 】

[No, are all of you crazy? The first player is alone. Do you really regard him as a god? Crazy? 】

【……】

"Jasmine" was huddled in the corner next to her. There was a blood-red mark on her body, which looked like Sanskrit.

Sanskrit protects "Jasmine" from the flames. Wearing that gorgeous red gauze, she stands leaning on the wall with pity in her eyes.

"Travellers from the outside world, you are in a bit of a difficult situation in this identity battle that requires the cooperation of the factions." "Jasmine" said: "But I have already seen where your problem lies - you are not very good at hiding it. At least for you For those who believe in you, you need to create a great and benevolent yourself. That kind of god is what they like and the 'god god' they want is the goal they want to follow - you always We must give these stupid people some sweetness so that their self-righteousness can be rewarded. As a senior, I have given you a guide, and I hope you can understand it in the future."

"So, you mean you need people who believe in you to die for you?" Su Mingan looked at her.

He is not a god.

He is just a student with a bit of an adventure.

Of course, neither was this Jasmine. Her nature was much worse than his.

"At this juncture, you still refuse to admit it. Then goodbye." "Molly" seemed to be angry just because of his denial. She was like a child trying to force him to admit his mistake, but she got no result.

She snorted coldly, dragged her red clothes, and slowly walked towards the flames.

Su Ming'an pressed against the statue, and his surroundings were surrounded by flames. Sparks flew onto the table, and he gradually felt the approaching burning sensation.

... He originally thought that the other party would at least reveal some information.

Unexpectedly, she actually preached to him in reverse.

A dragon-headed crutch appeared in his hand.

This key prop may be able to provide him with some help...

A blue shadow passed by.

"Jasmine" stared with a little confusion and disbelief. Her hands covered her neck, but she couldn't hide the bright red color that gradually spread out.

Blood overflowed from her lips, like a falling blood butterfly. She fell down, and fire spread over her body.

"Molly" is dead.

The blood on the mantis's blade was bright red, and it jumped back.

Then, there seemed to be a slender figure rushing in suddenly.

"——Su Ming'an! Are you in there? I'll kill Jasmine!"

Lu Shu's anxious voice was extremely clear in the sea of ​​fire.

Su Mingan frowned, "Jasmine" cannot die. Once she dies, who knows whose body the ghost will choose.

He immediately put his fingers to his temples and immediately ordered the clone to commit suicide.

...There can be no delay. If we don’t turn back immediately, who knows when the return time will be set.

The annihilation skill is activated instantly.

At the moment when his blood bar suddenly returned to zero and his vision dimmed, he saw Lu Shu's eyes suddenly burst into a sea of ​​fire, and his expression suddenly fell. The other party's eyes suddenly surged with turbulent emotions, bursting out like a flood breaking a bank.

Su Mingan's thoughts were frozen. The next moment, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and death was reversed. Through his somewhat hazy vision, he saw Jasmine dressed in red gauze.

Outside the door, a brilliant ray of morning light was leaking inward.

He held his head and suppressed the increasingly intense after-effects of death.

He continued the original process, and when "Jasmine" wanted to turn around and leave, before Lu Shu could kill her, he grabbed her shoulders and instantly moved her space outside the ancestral hall.

Su Mingan took out the dragon head crutch.

"Jasmine's" eyes were still filled with shock, and her lips began to tremble: "You actually brought this out, no, you can't..."

She didn't finish her sentence.

Su Mingan immediately activated the dragon-headed crutch's inherent ability - to communicate with the gods in Trilli.

He guessed that this god was the real god of Trili Town, not the ghost in front of him who was bewitching the townspeople. If the gods find that there is a ghost disguised as him, he will definitely punish him, and then the ghost will disappear completely.

In front of the desperate look of the ghost "Jasmine", the red light of the dragon-headed crutch lit up, and then went out again.

Su Mingan was in a daze, and he activated the dragon head crutch again... but it still only lit up.

The gods that were supposed to appear...did not appear.

The gods seemed... to have really disappeared.

"So this is ah."

He heard "Jasmine" sigh slightly.

Her eyes were full of sadness and desolation that she shouldn't have:

"Trilli...it turns out that he has really been abandoned by the gods a long time ago."

…

Dawn breaks.

The mahogany tables in the square were empty.

As the time of exile approached, the sound of footsteps gradually sounded.

Lu Shu pulled out his chair and sat down, and heard another set of footsteps.

Aini was walking over cautiously, holding up a huge defensive shield all the way. He seemed to be afraid of being attacked. When he saw Lu Shu, his heart calmed slightly and he walked over quickly.

"We are both here, so there should be no attrition." Aini breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid of being stabbed at night. After all, he was the most likely to be stabbed. But after being frightened all night, he finally saw the sun the next morning as he wished.

At that time, he thought it was Lu Shu who had been stabbed, but when he saw the person, he felt relieved.

As for whether Su Ming'an would be stabbed...he wouldn't think about this possibility, it was meaningless. That guy can survive even if he gets stabbed.

Sure enough, the next moment, he saw the clone walking slowly over.

"How is it?" Aini immediately went up to ask him.

"We will win." The clone pulled out the chair. His words were brief, but they made Aini feel at ease.

...I really won the whole process.

Aini felt that he basically did nothing this time. He just lay down and did nothing the whole time. At most, he was frightened for a while, and then he won in the end.

He looked across and saw Yamada Machichi, Iris and Mizushima Kawaharu walking slowly.

Three against three.

It seems that Lu Shu spilled poison last night. As for the other missing one... maybe Su Mingan found an opportunity to kill him.

Aini found that he was really trusting this guy Su Mingan.

"clang--!"

The bell rings.

The red candle on the table was lit, and the countdown to discussion had begun.

"There's nothing more to say." Aini looked at the other party: "Although I don't know which one of you, Yamada or Iris, is the defecting guard, it doesn't matter anymore. You have already lost."

He suddenly noticed that No. 12 Mizushima Kawaharu was in an extremely unstable state.

She lowered her head and dug her fingertips into the tabletop, as if trying to dig a hole out of it.

"How dare you, how dare you..." Her shoulders couldn't help but sway, and her whole body was swaying like a sail in the tide. When she suddenly raised her head, the bloodshot eyes in her eyes almost exploded: "How dare, how dare you If you really kill your sister, you damn guy, you deserve to have your skin torn off, after you return to the main god space... just wait for me..."

"You must be sick." Aini frowned and was about to scold her when she suddenly heard the clone next to her making a sound.

"Okay." The clone's fingers tapped on the table, and his voice was extremely cold: "I'll wait."

Mizushima Kawaharu's tears fell uncontrollably. Her hair was messy, as if she hadn't taken care of it at all in the morning.

"——I will definitely, definitely kill you, I will definitely kill you..."

She was so crazy that she couldn't help but dig her fingers on the table in pain. Her fingernails were gradually broken and a piece of blood was drawn out: "I will definitely, definitely, kill you..."

Aini looked away, he was afraid to look at this woman who suddenly seemed crazy.

He lowered his head and waited for the final referendum.

At this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Mayor Mitchell walking slowly from the edge of the square from the corner of his eye. The special dragon-head crutch in the mayor's hand disappeared, replaced by an ordinary wooden crutch.

Behind the mayor were the townspeople with solemn expressions.

"Hey... Are you here to deliver fruit again?" Aini wondered what these people from the underworld were doing again.

He raised his head and looked over——

——He saw Su Ming'an, who was holding an unconscious girl in his arms, walking in front of all the townspeople like a leader...