First Player

Chapter 532 Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty · "The era has changed, and the tower invites you."

【Lord God World·Area 12】

In a pure white building belonging to the 12th District of the United Regiment. A man with blond hair in hospital clothes shouted to the doctor who came in:

"——Don't come over!"

The doctor stood there with a friendly smile and waved his hand.

"Please don't be afraid. Look, there is nothing strange on my body." The doctor turned his body to show that there were no tentacles growing on his body.

Edward's pupils tightened, and when he opened his eyes now, there were colorful spots in front of him. He had the urge not to do anything but to die quickly.

...I really want to die.

...I really want to die, I really want to die, I really want to die.

All human beings and point progress bars have been destroyed! He couldn't do anything, he didn't want to enter those copies anymore, he had had enough! fed up! He has been tortured enough by the underworld copy!

The disgusting spectators who only talk about gossip, the organizers who treat him like a discarded shoe, the United Group who only think of him as a blade... they all should go to hell! This is all disgusting!

He scratched his scalp extremely irritably, but he couldn't feel any pain. His five senses deteriorated, and even his sense of pain became blurred.

"Mr. Edward..." The voices of Edron and others came from outside the door.

"——Get out! Get out! Get out of here!"

He roared and threw all the cushions around him. He hated that the Lord God's world could not cause direct harm to people, otherwise he would really want to give himself a knife.

He suddenly lay down on the edge of the bed and began to retching.

"An NPC... an NPC!" He retched, pinched his throat, and his eyes turned red.

...The NPC named Siboer is obviously just an NPC! Why did it affect him to this extent? Why did the terrifying mental influence still exist after he was dragged into the mud by her tentacles?

He retched a few times and opened the live broadcast room interface like a self-flagellation.

At this time, only twenty-seven of the one hundred live broadcast room interfaces were still on. Of the many dead players, a full eighteen were killed directly or indirectly by Su Mingan.

And he is one of them.

——He is also one of so many losers!

Looking at the No. 1 player live broadcast room with a popularity of 500 million, which was much higher than other live broadcast rooms, Edward retched with disgust——

Why does Boss Rabbit only want Su Mingan and not him?

He even knelt down and lowered his face to beg. Why didn’t Boss Rabbit even look at him?

And that Xi Boer... Why can Su Ming'an match such a powerful NPC? Why won't Su Ming'an be transformed by those tentacles?

His fingers randomly traced the live broadcast rooms, but he accidentally clicked on one of them.

"——For now, the Eighth World is going well."

This is a live broadcast room responsible for commentary and broadcast.

During the opening of the world dungeon, there will be many casual players who used to be anchors, announcers, and game commentators, who will choose to broadcast the live broadcasts of other adventure players and provide real-time explanations.

Many players who like to listen to commentary will choose such a live broadcast room. The atmosphere here is relatively relaxed and there is no tension like being in someone else's shoes.

At this time, several commentators were sitting in this most popular live broadcast room.

The screen behind them lit up the live broadcast of the first player, and they sat at the table, explaining the plot of the Eighth World in a tea party-like manner, connecting the incomplete clues in the various live broadcast rooms into a complete line, and there was no help. Audiences watching the live broadcast 24 hours a day understand.

"...The number one player has already taken an absolute advantage. The Mizushima River, Edward, Alande and others we were previously optimistic about were clearly matched with powerful leaders, but they still failed to control the situation." The one who spoke was ID. As the male commentator of "Junjun", he is a famous S series commentator on Zhai Xing and is extremely popular.

"This counterattack trend began to appear on the sixth day. After getting out of the crazy state, the first player and his pagan leader returned strongly, catching other players in the first tribe by surprise."

"...I really didn't expect that the number one player's strength has grown to this point. In the seventh world, his strength is actually not displayed at all." The female commentator with the ID "Qiqi" responded.

"Lu, Isabella, Yamada Machichi, and Luna have been helping the first player to move. This is the most surprising factor in the eighth world. In addition to Lu Shu, whose screen has gone black, and Noel, who has been helping In addition, the first player is no longer the 'lonely person' that the audience ridiculed."

"...Now, the fangs of the world dungeon are beginning to appear. We don't want alienation to bring panic to everyone. If we can maintain mental stability under this crisis and bring courage and hope to everyone, we deserve the title of the number one player..."

The commentators completely grasped the audience's mentality and praised Su Ming'an crazily, one by one more vigorously than the other, as if they were not the ones who were the pessimists in the early stage.

Listening to the explanation, Edward's face was dark.

——What do these people think they are?

Game competition? Is 5V5 fair competition? Or some kind of team-up to fight monsters?

This is a desperate world dungeon, a dangerous dungeon where adventure players risk their lives on the front lines! Why could he only see a barrage of chatting and betting when he looked around?

——Is this group of people worth it?

——Are these people really worth it?

They just make him feel sick!

He stared at the pattern on the back of his hand that had been perfectly passed so far, looking at this pure white mark for a long time.

He suddenly raised his head.

"...Organizer, can you hear me?" He said, "Make a deal with me."

…

Noel leaned outside Siboer's room, listening to Su Mingan's voice telling dark fairy tales inside.

After a while, he suddenly found that there was no sound inside.

"Bang!" He immediately opened the door.

"——Su Mingan!" He shouted and froze at the door.

In the warm pink-toned room, there was only a puddle of black mud left on the wooden bed. The young girl in red robe has disappeared.

Beside the bed, Su Mingan's hands were stained with mud, and his expression was dazed.

He watched the mud between his fingers fall to the ground bit by bit, like looking at the irretrievable, flowing sand.

…

"There's no need for another time...I'm already here to save you." Su Mingan said:

"Come with me, Sibor."

Xiboer smiled. The moment she received the invitation prompt, she suddenly understood that Su Mingan was not from her world.

"That's it." She said, "So...you are not my fantasy creation."

She stretched out her hand, which was already withered and yellow, and put it on Su Ming'an's hand.

"...I can't," she said.

"Didn't you always want to leave and end this reincarnation?" Su Mingan said, "Now that you have the chance, why don't you come with me?"

Siboer looked away.

"If I leave, if it ends tragically, it will be irreversible." She said, "Even if reincarnation may not be a real reincarnation, I must keep reincarnating. Since I am the one with the highest success rate, I want to find the opportunity to become a god. Even if it is painful, I, I will..."

She blinked, the water in her eyes sliding down her withered face.

"I just stubbornly want to win once."

"...I want to save them."

"No matter how many times."

"...I also want to...save..."

…

[NPC (Siboer) rejected your "follower" invitation. 】

…

"You still lack the power of the Black Crow. You haven't succeeded this time. I don't dare to bet, I don't dare..." Siboer's voice became lower and lower.

She stretched out her hand, her fingers as skinny as chicken feet: "Come with me, Su Mingan, I can't leave with you, but you can stay..."

"...Don't leave, promise me, we will build a house together, plant flowers and grass, and watch the sea... okay?"

…

[NPC (Siboer) sends you an "Observer" invitation. (If you choose to agree, you will stay in the sky and become the permanent ‘ruler’)]

…

After a moment of silence, Su Mingan spoke.

He gave the same answer as her before.

"...I can't," he said.

Siboer smiled bitterly, and her hand dropped down little by little.

"You have things you can't let go of, and so do I," she said.

"You see, we are such a matched pair of adventurers and guides," she said.

"How similar...how sad..."

"It's too bitter...too bitter."

She closed her eyes, her body rotting like melting ice and snow, her head, limbs, torso...

After a while,

She was annihilated like a tower of sand collapsing.

[Advanced mission·"Protect Sibor from death" failed. 】

The room was silent.

Su Mingan stood in front of the bed like a speechless statue.

After losing Sibor's control, tentacles that grew crazily jumped up from the black mud that her corpse had turned into, and rushed towards him——

Su Mingan did not dodge and was dragged inside by the tentacles.

The moment he was dragged in, he saw a pair of bright red eyes.

Like the eyes of a beast, these eyes are imprinted inside the tentacles and look particularly ferocious.

"Who are you?" His tone was very quiet.

"My name is Elya." Eyes said.

——He is the Nine God sleeping in the tentacles. Siboer provided him with a lot of faith during reincarnation, and he has awakened.

"Do you want to... resurrect that believer? Become my believer and your wish will be fulfilled." Jiu Shen said.

...Jiu Shen was tempting him.

He actually wanted to seduce him.

It was obvious that He had already caused Xiboer such misery that she could neither survive nor die. As a result, she didn't even experience the slightest happiness, and was forced to be involved in endless reincarnation and death.

He actually wanted to create another "Siboer".

The terrifying tentacles broke out of the door and spread outside the stone castle. It carried the sludge that could alienate people and stabbed at the defenseless people——

Jiu Shen's gesture clearly meant to kill people.

"You are indeed the evil god." Su Mingan said.

The curse comes from the beliefs of the people. Only by killing all the people can the curse be eliminated.

God Jiu accepts offerings from his people and collects faith in order to one day be able to kill all his people without leaving a single one behind.

However, outsiders forged the oracles, changed their beliefs, created a bright and righteous image of Bai God, and took away the source of Jiu God's faith.

... After delaying until today, Jiu Shen, who had enough faith, was able to wake up and raise the butcher knife.

…

[Pingping:

Zhan Xinjia.

A new batch of colleagues arrived, and I asked them about the content of their new plan, which is called the "God-Creation Plan."

The content of the plan is to forge oracles in the dome, hold fratricidal competitions one after another, arouse people's emotions, and create a god named "Bai Shen". 】

…

... Outsiders are saving people.

Use ridiculous, cruel, cannibalistic competitions to change the beliefs of the people, to delay the butcher knife of God Nine, and to save people.

And Jiu Shen is killing people.

He kills people to remove the curse and purify the world...

Throughout the ages, centuries have changed.

God Jiu does this in every era - at the beginning of an era, when new life is born, he gives people enough rain, dew and wheat seeds to survive in the name of God, accepts offerings, and gains people's faith.

And faith gives birth to curses.

When the curse on people cannot be contained, God Jiu, who has gained sufficient faith, will swing a butcher knife to kill everyone, empty their faith, and eliminate the curse and pollution.

The world enters the next era and new life is born.

Jiu Shen will bless new people again to gain faith. After hundreds of years, when the curse becomes unstoppable, He will become powerful again and kill everyone again.

As a result, curses and beliefs are in dynamic balance,

The world advances repeatedly in rebirth and destruction,

——Thus, the era changes,

A steady stream.

…

[I turn my will into rich rain and dew and send it to the eternal world. I turn my soul into golden wheat and send it to the fields. 】

[I will protect my people for a hundred years of peace and prosperity...until they are completely exterminated in the wheat seeds I have cursed——]

[——"Jiu Shen·Hidden Notes\