Chapter 59: I feel so uncomfortable and sleepy! * …

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The mermaid thought about it carefully and said, "Then I will create difficulties for you, beat them half to death, and then send them to you for treatment, so as to help you open up to each other?"

Me: “…Thank you, that’s really sweet of you.”

Well, since the mermaid is so reliable and he will have to play the villain for a long time, I decided to sort out the twists and turns for him from the beginning.

"Since the optical computer chose me to be the NPC, it means that these aliases must have some relationship with me, so my computing power needs to be used. Although even if the analysis is really far-fetched, the optical computer can complete the operation and calculation of the entire virtual world alone. There is no need to rescue me just because a god descended into my kingdom of God. In other words, they have something they must let me do."

"Considering that my followers have perished in this land, and those who were related to me have remained silent or become enemies, but the data... ahem, I will definitely be needed in the next century. Under such circumstances, someone will be needed to take on the task of guiding the god of death to return to this land."

I almost blurted out the game information I saw in the real world, but I skipped that and told the mermaid my own speculation.

Since entering An's body, I have experienced many things and met many people, all of whom are closely related to the following story.

Then, as a bond among them, my identity must be very important.

The two optical computers gave me a great degree of freedom. On the one hand, there was no track, making it hard to guess what they were going to do; on the other hand, this might have been their deliberate arrangement.

Those who can lead the next century (expansion pack) will have great power.

For example, the elves are the sons of the goddess of nature and are loved by her. Sean has integrated the power of the beast god and has a bright future. The dragon has a dual identity, and there are countless secrets hidden behind it.

The Knight Commander should have something similar. But since he was always seriously injured in front of me, I could never find any difference between him and mermaid. Now the arrival of mermaid has helped me.

The song of destruction is also the song of salvation.

On the one hand, it symbolizes destruction, on the other hand, it symbolizes rebirth.

However, being able to trigger the Knight Commander's bloodline was indeed an unexpected surprise. If the CD player hadn't done it himself, he would at most have awakened the bloodline of a pseudo-angel.

Few people know that mermaids inherited the bloodline of a mythical beast called the Phantom God.

Legend has it that the Phantom God is a huge monster that always lives in the deep sea. It has thousands of tentacles and looks like a giant octopus.

In the beginning, the phantom wandered through all the worlds, without reason, only instinct.

After coming to this world, He had sex with Nabusa, the most powerful water monster at that time, and gave birth to the ancestor of mermaids. Most of the descendants inherited Nabusa's ability to control water, and only a small number inherited the blood of the phantom god and were good at controlling illusions. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have taken a fancy to the CD player at first sight.

After all, becoming a Forsaken God these days requires strength.jpg

I thought happily, "Lucifer gave me such great authority, so I can lure all these guys to my kingdom of God. The followers of the God of Death are active on earth, corrupting the loyal followers of these gods, and then starting a war between gods. When Lucifer heard this script, he gave me extra vacation overnight."

The mermaid was confused: "Are you sure you want to start another war between gods?"

"That's for sure. After all, the theme of the next century is "The Fall of the Hundred Clans"."

The documentary I saw on the street came to my mind again.

There is no doubt that the next century is my home turf. This is the real reason why Lucifer pulled me out to work.

However, they could have created new NPCs and designed a complete main storyline. Why did they choose this method, and why did they choose me?

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I have a good habit of letting go of things that I can't figure out, and lying down where I fell. Therefore, I firmly believe that the truth will come out naturally when the time comes, and before that, I just need to do what I should do.

"Don't go back yet. The Lord of Darkness will bring you supplies. You can take the blame for me for a while."

The mermaid nodded nonchalantly, "As you command."

"Then I'll ask you to act out a scene with me next."

The next scene was not cool at all. The mermaid used illusion to create a fake me (black hair and red eyes), and I returned to my blonde and blue eyes. The two of us squatted in the forest with an illusion and fiddled with it for a long time, just to make the appearance later more shocking. After making all the preparations, I snapped my fingers.

A warm and strong light burst out from my body, breaking through Kadho's barrier. The eyes of the gods were fixed on me, providing me with protection.

Under the baptism of light, the unconscious people gradually woke up. I seized the opportunity and raised my right hand. Thousands of lightsabers floated beside me and stabbed straight at the target.

In an instant, the bright light obscured everything.

And there were only four words of joy in my heart: Done, time to get off work.

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I was able to admire my own heroic appearance through a video recording on a later player forum.

The blond Son of God lowered his head indifferently, and circles of lightsabers appeared behind him, aiming at the black-haired boy.

The other party lazily raised his eyelashes, his red pupils hiding a smile, and his right hand was placed on the mermaid's long hair. The latter hummed a fragmented ballad, and just a few syllables confused the monsters in the forest, making them rush to shield themselves from injuries and die.

The last monster exploded into blood mist, and the remaining lightsabers shot down with anger, exploding with blinding heat. In the holy light that was enough to melt blood and bones, the black-haired boy raised his head, raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the other party: "We will meet again."

The light was overwhelming and projected down. The two sides were separated by an invisible line in the middle, embedded in the gap between light and darkness.

A second before the lightsaber exploded, he and the mermaid disappeared from the spot, leaving only loud holes on the ground.

This scene was really embarrassing, especially since the mermaid only helped me make the mannequin, and the rest were all movements and lines directed by my mind.

Fortunately, I didn't realize how immature I was at the time, and I was even a little smug about how perfect this idea was. From this moment on, my two accounts can be completely separated, and no one will regard them as the same person.

Besides, the only person that concerned me was the Knight Commander.

I fell from the sky and walked to his side step by step. The Knight Commander looked up at me with a painful expression.

He felt ashamed of his incompetence and angry at his cowardice. The six white wings fell to the ground, stained with dirty dirt.

Sean hadn't recovered from his frenzy yet, and he was growling at everyone. Only when he was beside me did he sniff and sniff and quiet down. The big wolf pricked up its ears alertly, and its animal eyes scanned everyone around it.

The Knight Commander opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something. I waited quietly for a long time, and he finally lowered his eyes in pain and whispered, "I'm sorry, Saint Son."

For a moment, I thought it would be nice to keep him like this forever.

Brilliant, resolute, serious, and respected.

Saints don't have to face the ugliness of this world, because those of us who can't become saints have joined in, and the furnace is destined to have no shortage of firewood. Why must the purest piece be polluted?

I bent down to help him up and brushed off the dirt. "Don't apologize to me. This is not your fault."

Because it was my fault.

It’s just that I’m not a good person, so I won’t change.

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When I was in danger, I was forcibly rescued, and the players were almost in tears. Just from the frequency of them taking screenshots for me, I guess I will have a lot more fans in the future.

It was worth it that I specially prepared so many lighting effects and screenshot locations. I tried them frame by frame with the CD player before they woke up, ensuring that every frame was as beautiful as a wallpaper.

"Wuwuwu, Master Saint, from today on, I am your only lover, and I want to marry you..."

My smile froze. Fortunately, there were still a few sober people who were discussing in a low voice: "Is this the son of Glory? Didn't they say that the son of Glory is a little boy?"

"Yeah, I saw that the pictures posted on the forum were all children. How come they suddenly grew taller than me? Did they take hormones?"

"You are a dwarf, okay? Everyone is taller than you."

"You are being racist! Apologize to the gnomes and dwarves immediately, or I will sue you for discriminating against dwarf players!"

"Do you have ears? I'm not discriminating. This is the truth, okay?"

"Do you want to fight?"

“Come on!”

I take that back.

The news of the Death God's followers had spread, and the monsters that were causing the chaos were almost all dead. Except for the Knight Commander's broken heart, everything else had been resolved.

With a subtle sense of shame, we returned to the temple smoothly.

I won't talk about how the dragon pretending to be me was in a panic when he saw me, and how he managed to cover it up. I won't talk about how a bunch of mom fans of the Son of Glory on the forum graduated successfully. Sean stayed by my side and refused to leave.

The wolf, who had not yet transformed into a human form, bared its teeth at everyone it saw, giving the servants a headache. I stopped them from trying to take Sean away, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and leaned over to look into the wolf's beautiful eyes.

"I'll treat you and then get some sleep, okay?"

The wolf tilted its head and looked at me, its wild pupils reflecting my shadow purely. I touched its head and coaxed it patiently: "Does silence mean you agree?"

The beast didn't understand such complicated words, but was just happy to be by my side. He rested his chin on my legs, and the slight trembling and heat from his throat when he breathed came to me. I patiently applied ointment to him little by little. The protruding skin and flesh looked serious, but in fact it would heal in a few days.

The wolf's hair was coarse and thick, covering my thighs. After I carefully cleaned all the wounds and applied medicine, I realized that the wolf had fallen asleep without knowing when.

When he sleeps he looks more like a big furry dog.

I tied the last beautiful bow around his neck, admired my masterpiece with satisfaction, and then reached out to pick him up. Before I could hold him, my legs lightened and a large shadow loomed in front of me. The Knight Commander nodded to me and, with my permission, gently placed the wolf on the bed.

Looking from behind, the three pairs of wings became even whiter and more radiant after being cleaned, and they were soft and slender. My eyes could not help but drift upwards, and the Knight Commander obviously felt it, and his wing tips shrank nervously.

He turned his head to look at me, his deep blue pupils filled with anxiety and awkwardness, his eyelashes flickered, looking soft and innocent. It was full of "want to say something but stop". I considerately did not interrupt his shyness, just stared at him until he made up his mind.

The knight coughed, looked at me and whispered, "Would you like to go out for a walk with me?"