Jian Bumian's tone was extremely light, coupled with his gentle and soft voice, it seemed as if he was just talking about a trivial little game.
But what he actually said left everyone dumbfounded.
Several players opened their eyes wide, their faces filled with shock: "Burn down the church and the gods...?"
"This idea is so sexy, I never thought of it."
"There is nothing wrong with what Jian Bumian said. In the past, people burned people as sacrifices to gods. Why can't we burn gods as sacrifices to people?"
"Jian Bumian is awesome, and the human race is awesome."
"This player is so smart, I can't believe this, this might be the final secret to passing the level!"
The players were slow to react from their shock until Jian Busian leaned against the railing, chuckled, and said calmly: "Since you agree with my idea, let's get started. Pile the flammable cloth and paper in various places in the church. The most important thing is fire."
His face was handsome and gentle, and he didn't seem to have any intimidating power. He looked like someone who could be bullied at will without knowing how to resist.
But his inner thoughts are contrary to his appearance.
——Don’t judge people by their appearance.
This is the lesson all the players here learned after getting to know Jian Bumian.
Most of the players volunteered to look for flammable materials, and in the blink of an eye, they were all over the church.
The remaining players want to find fire.
The only fire in the church was the light of the oil lamps in the gallery.
But when they sent people to the gallery to get fire, they found that all the oil lamps were out.
Now the only source of fire was gone.
When Jian Busian heard the news, he fell silent for unknown reasons.
“…………”
The oil lamp might have been extinguished during the struggle between him and the God of Darkness.
Speaking of the Dark God.
He suddenly remembered the wish that the Dark God had given him.
Put it together.
How to spell?
Use glue? More importantly, put the Dark Lord together with something?
Jian Busian sat on a bench in the corridor, frowned, and thought hard. In the end, he could only come up with the idea of putting the God of Light and the God of Darkness together.
Light and darkness, they sound like one and the same thing.
I just don't know what the hell will happen after putting them together...
While everyone was looking for the source of the fire, Jian Busian walked into the empty gallery.
The end of the gallery was dark and gloomy, with only a faint blue light emitting from the painting that bore the dark god.
The man stayed quietly in the painting, his face cold and his eyes half-closed, like a real silent person in the painting.
Jian Busian climbed over the railing in front of the painting, roughly dismantled the frame, then took out the oil paper inside, casually rolled it into a roll and tucked it under his arm.
Live broadcast room.
[Fuck, the Dark God is so pitiful, he was treated as a real scroll! ! ]
[Shit, Mian Mian is not going to put the God of Darkness and the God of Light together, what will they come up with?! ]
[Book a front row seat in advance! ! ]
[Am I the only one who is still wondering where the NPC that Mianmian is targeting has gone? 】
**
Jian Busian took the painting of the Dark God and came to the spiral staircase.
Next to the spiral staircase is the statue high up in the church.
The statue is nearly two meters tall, with a tall stature, strong muscles, and impeccable facial features.
Jian Busian narrowed his eyes and looked at the statue carefully.
In fact, it looks quite like his blond-haired, blue-eyed "child".
What a pity, this statue is not the child’s father.
——It is the child himself, and also the God of Light.
He is so big, he has grown up.
When the son grows up, it's time for him to meet his cheap father.
Jian Busian picked up the painting paper and casually covered the head of the statue with it.
The handsome face of the God of Light is covered by the painting of the God of Darkness.
The painting paper fluttering in the wind was frozen in place for a moment.
But that certainly doesn't put them together.
Jian Busian wondered what would happen if they were burned together with fire. They would all be burned to ashes and mixed together in a black mass, and no one could tell which was which. In a sense, it was like "putting them together".
What's more, he originally planned to burn the god of this copy.
What is the point of a God who does not serve mankind?
Jian Busian turned around, looked at the players next to him, and asked, "Did you find the fire? Do you need my help?"
The player shook his head, a little distressed: "I still can't find the fire. I want to leave the church with a few other players to see if there is a fire outside."
There were certainly fires in the town outside the church.
At the same time, the Black Death virus was also rampant.
…Players who leave may never come back.
Moreover, the final time left for players in the copy is only a few hours.
Suddenly, a steady male voice came from outside Jian Busian and the players.
"I have a fire here."
Jian Busian turned his head and what came into his sight was a vast expanse of white.
...It was the Snowman, a member of the Star Hunter Alliance.
He tied up his white hair into a waterfall-like long and thick braid that hung behind his head, revealing his handsome and cold face.
He stretched out his hand from his white robe, clasped his palms together, and a white light flashed. This was the action of a player taking out an item from the system backpack.
The prop that appeared in his hand was a huge long bow and arrow.
The longbow was dazzling gold and pure white, reflecting dazzling light under the sun.
The bow of the longbow was decorated with many feathers, which were snow-white and fluffy.
If placed in a mythological copy, this would be a divine bow that only the archangel possesses, specifically used for hunting gods.
The white-haired player lowered his eyes and gently stroked the feathers on the longbow.
"This bow and arrow is a fire bow. It doesn't need an arrow. What it shoots out is holy fire."
He raised his eyes, walked over quickly, and handed the longbow to Jian Busian.
The longbow looks heavy, but it is actually very light in the hand, like a feather.
Jian Busian thought and looked down at the golden longbow.
Looks very familiar.
...but he couldn't remember the details.
The white-haired player whispered to Jian Bumian:
"This longbow belongs to 'Star'."
As he spoke, related memories suddenly appeared in his mind.
The first time he met "Star" was in a very special survival copy.
That copy was in a snowy mountain with temperatures dozens of degrees below zero.
All players have a freezing survival bar. Being frozen to death is equivalent to being wiped out. They have to find something to keep warm in order to stop their bodies from being frozen.
Otherwise, the survival bar will be reduced to zero and the person will be frozen to death.
But when you look around, all you can see is white snow. Where can you find anything to keep you warm?
Besides, who would always have clothes and other things in their system backpack?
This copy is a completely simple and brutal dead end.
Many players were frozen into popsicles alive. If you hit their limbs casually, they would be knocked off like a real piece of ice.
When everyone thought they were going to die, an NPC appeared from nowhere and came to the frozen players.
He was wearing a thick milky white cotton coat, a scarf, and a beige mask, and his whole body looked like a soft dumpling.
I couldn't see his face, but from his body shape I could tell that he was a very young boy with a thin build.
He held a huge longbow, which did not require arrows. He only needed to pull the bow handle and bow arm to shoot out warm and hot balls of fire.
On that day, all players had a warm fire to keep warm and could eat delicious grilled fish, and players who were originally on the verge of death were able to survive.
The NPC left the bow and arrow to the players. They used the fireballs shot by the bow and arrow to keep warm and successfully completed the dungeon mission and passed the level.
They encountered that NPC again in many subsequent copies, and were saved by him when they were on the verge of life and death, and passed the copy as if they had changed their fate against all odds.
This group of players are the first members of the current Star Hunter Alliance.
They are strong now and no longer need to be saved or protected.
But they still wanted to meet the NPC.
It's funny to say that they have met each other so many times but they don't know what the other looks like.
Every time that NPC appeared, he was dressed warmly, otherwise they would only see his thin back.
So after the NPC disappeared, they could only search around in various copies like headless flies.
This white-haired player is also one of the people who wants to find the other party.
The color of his hair and eyes were dyed the color of ice and snow in that snowy copy. He was deprived of vitality and was about to be frozen to death. When he was dying, the NPC brought warm fire to save him.
He wanted to return the other party's bow and arrow.
...To be precise, I want to see the other person again and say "thank you".
Then never let the other person disappear again.
His thoughts were the same as those of countless members of the Star Hunter Alliance.
***
The moment the white-haired young man handed the bow and arrow to Jian Busian, he suddenly recalled a lot of things.
These memories had clearly always been hidden deep in his heart, so how could he suddenly remember them?
strangeness……
The white-haired young man raised his eyes, and his colorless pupils reflected Jane's sleepless appearance.
"What's wrong?" Jian Busian asked curiously when he saw the white-haired young man in a daze.
"It's okay. I suddenly thought of a friend."
The white-haired young man changed the subject: "After the other players have placed flammable materials in the church, you use this bow and arrow to shoot the flammable materials from a distance, and then let the whole church burn."
"Um."
Jane Busian nodded.
The other players quickly set up things in the church.
They moved all the books out of the church library.
These religious books, which were full of pedantic nonsense and were used specifically to torture the people, were torn into countless pieces and scattered all over the church as if they were free.
Even the floor was covered with a thin layer.
There are also many flammable items in the church cloakroom, which are the "holy garments" worn by church members when they preach.
The expensive vestments were torn into rags and thrown around the church like garbage.
All the kerosene in the kerosene lamps was poured out, and the floors, seats, and statues were deliberately splashed with it.
Everything in this church was once regarded as a treasure by countless people and supported by church staff with the hard-earned money of the people. Now it is being destroyed one by one by the players.
——They shouldn’t exist.
The only two things intact in the church are the statue and the oil painting covering its head.
A corner of the oil painting was blown up by the wind, revealing the face of the statue.
The God of Light lowered his eyes and watched quietly as humans blasphemed God madly.
Jian Bumian is also a member of the blasphemous gang, and the leader.
Seeing that the players had arranged the flammable materials, he came to the door of the church with a longbow.
At this moment, the time in this world is in the evening. The sun is setting, and everything in the world is covered with a layer of blood red. Desperate cries caused by the plague can be heard from afar, and the thick smoke from the burning corpses disappears in the sunset.
Everything was like a doomsday scene, heroic and tragic.
All the players stepped back, leaving only Jian Bumian to the church gate.
The young man stood against the setting sun, his eyes were cold, his black hair was blown up, and his robe was blown by the cold evening wind, the snow-white cloth fluttered, revealing his white ankles, and the golden anklets jingled.
His handsome face showed an ambiguous smile, so dazzling that no one could take their eyes away.
Jian Busian, such a beautiful and gentle person, must have been caught by the gods and locked on the bed. The foot rings made him make noise wherever he went, making him completely become a beautiful toy of the gods.
But now, he raised his longbow and wanted to blaspheme God.
The young man held up the longbow that could shoot out flames in his slender arms. His blurred vision gradually focused, and the longbow was aimed at the statue in the center of the church.
Sunset, boy, holy robe, longbow, and statue.
These elements are interwoven together to form a beautiful divine painting, which contains both the sacredness and mystery of religion and the indomitable spirit and beauty of humanity. Of course, the most eye-catching is the latter. This scene seems like a hymn to human courage.
The audience in Jian Bumian's live broadcast room went crazy. Every audience member was taking screenshots quickly, and the screenshots spread throughout the world like a bird out of a cage.
All the players present were stunned.
“It’s so beautiful…”
"Are you sure Jane Bumian is not the darling of the infinite world?"
"I have never seen such a beautiful person, more beautiful than God."
The player murmured.
The white-haired young man standing at the front of the player team stared at Jian Busian, his colorless pupils constricted.
His hands began to tremble uncontrollably, his face turned pale, and countless memories swirled in his mind.
Those are all memories related to "stars".
Warm, joyful, happy...
It is hard to imagine that after being in the infinite world for so long, he would have such incompatible memories.
He also couldn't imagine why the NPC was so friendly to the players?
Not only him, all the members of the Star Hunter Alliance couldn't figure it out.
But it is precisely this kindness that has become their only support for survival in the infinite world.
The end of memory.
It was the last time that the Star Hunter Alliance took out their exploration props. They put down props with the aura of stars for testing.
The result props show——
In the infinite world, the NPC cannot be found. (Note: The NPC may have been cleared!)
Being cleared is like the player being wiped out, there is nothing left, not even the soul will be left.
But they still didn't believe it and wanted to find it.
Thus, the Star Hunter Alliance was born.
Now, Jane Bumian, standing in front of the church door, gave the white-haired player a strong sense of familiarity.
...Is it him?
Is it him?
It must be him.
The white-haired young man thought about it, his heart beating wildly.
At the same time, Jian Bumian pulled the longbow and shot out the flames that condensed in an instant -
Just like the first time long ago, he raised the longbow high, taking away the darkness and coldness and bringing warmth and hope to people.
The white-haired young man suppressed the heat in his eyes and lowered his head, letting his white hair, which had fallen without knowing when, cover his face.
He sniffed and said in a deep voice: "Player No. 21343 Snowman, calling team Star Hunter Alliance."
【explain. 】
The white-haired young man's voice trembled:
"I...seemed to see stars."
*****
Jian Bushian shot the flame at the statue in one breath.
My archery skills are actually quite good?
The oil painting covering the statue was suddenly ignited by fire, and the fierce fire instantly engulfed the statue.
Before long, the God of Darkness and the God of Light will be turned into ashes and mixed together, and then they will be put together two by two.
I don't know if this spelling is possible though...
After a while, the fire on the statue spread along the flammable materials to the surrounding areas.
The luxurious church hall was suddenly engulfed by fierce flames, and all that could be seen was the dazzling flames.
Hot air gushed out and the temperature around it rose instantly.
In the beginning, church members also burned people to death with fire at the will of God. Now it is people's turn to burn the church and their "God".
Jane watched quietly without sleeping.
Suddenly, a long-lost electronic sound rang in his mind.
[Ding, the appearance of the target NPC is detected. ]
[Detection target NPC... is in the lobby on the first floor of the church. Please go there in time, and you need to complete the "hot kiss" mission. ]
Jane Bumian: “????”
He took one look at the hall that had turned into a sea of fire that would delight barbecue lovers, and blurted out, "This is not good. The target will definitely be roasted..."
He doesn't like the target NPC eating barbecue flavor, because it will make him get irritated.
[A fire that could harm the player's life was detected in the lobby on the first floor of the church. 】
[Strategy system 001 opens the "fire-proof body" buff for player Jian Bumian. ]
[“Immune to Fire” buff: allows players to remain unscathed and move freely in a sea of fire. ]
It was obvious that the strategy system wanted Jian Bumian to enter the sea of fire and meet his target.
Jian Bumian: “…………”
It’s not impossible to target NPCs with barbecue smell.
As long as it tastes good.
He happened to be a little hungry.
Jian Busian put down his bow and arrow, straightened his holy robe, and then slowly walked into the sea of fire.
After his body was swept by the scorching flames, his fair skin was still exposed. All the flames were as non-existent to him as air.
The players were about to stop Jian Bumian from entering the sea of fire, but when they saw that the fire damage had no effect on him, they stood there in surprise.
...What does Jane Bumian want to do?
*****
Jane came to the church hall without sleep.
After Jian Bushian obtained this buff, he could not only remain unharmed in the sea of fire, but also see things clearly in the sea of fire.
The hall engulfed in flames had lost its original appearance. The stained glass reflected bright red flames, and the statues and Roman columns were burned and crumbling.
Decorations and stones kept falling, and the dull plops were mixed with the swaying sound of burning flames.
And the statue of the God of Light in the center of the hall disappeared...
Along with the portrait of the Dark God.
There were no ashes left where the statue originally stood.
Jane Bumian: “?”
"Oh, right." Jian Busian lowered his eyes and asked the system, "Didn't you say that the target NPC is in the church? Where is he?"
【Now take another look. 】
Jian Busian raised his head and saw a tall figure appear not far from him.
Black hair, red eyes, cape, military dress uniform, and combat boots.
Dark God...?!
The Dark God was not burned to a barbecue.
ah.
Jane Bumian felt a little regretful.
He was also thinking if he really turned it into a barbecue, should he sprinkle some cumin and chopped green onions...
Wait, now is not the time to worry about this.
Jian Busian asked doubtfully: "System, do you mean the target NPC is the Dark God? Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"
If he knew that the Dark God was the most delicious NPC in this dungeon, he would not be content to stop at drinking just a little bit of his blood.
[The Dark God is not the target NPC. ]
[The combination of the Dark God and the Light God is your target NPC. ]
"but……"
Jian Busian narrowed his eyes and looked at the lone man in front of him: "They are not together now, are they?"
[The consciousness has merged. You have indeed succeeded in fighting with fire.]
[As for the body... he still wants to split it into two. ]
[Maybe they think it's easier to bully you this way. ]
Jane Bumian: “????”
What do you mean by easier to bully?!
【Shh——】
The system issued a silent prompt.
immediately.
Jane Busian's eyes were covered by a pair of hands, and a familiar voice sounded.
"Mother."
However, this familiar voice has transformed from a child's voice into a young man's voice, low and muted, with a magnetic appeal.
Jian Bumian: "..."
The little boy called him mom, and he got used to it after hearing it for a long time.
But when the young God of Light called him mother, he couldn't help but feel goosebumps and chills.
He doesn't have a son that old.
It's more like he calls the other person mom.
"Mother……"
"Shut up."
Since Jian Busian knew that the God of Darkness and the God of Light were the same person, he no longer gave the other party any face.
"If you call me mom again, I will eat you. You and the Dark God are obviously the same person. The Dark God didn't even call me mom, so how can you have the nerve to do that? Why don't you call the Dark God dad?"
“…………”
The hands of the God of Light were still tightly covering Jane Busian's eyes.
Jane's sleepless vision was dark.
He could only feel the tall figure of the God of Light, pressing against his back. It was as if they were the only two left in the entire dark world.
Jian Busian frowned and ordered, "Let go."
Unexpectedly, the God of Light actually let go like a good boy.
Jian Busian saw the grown-up appearance of the God of Light.
The young man had light blond hair, a sunny and handsome face, and a pair of big eyes that were bluer than the sea.
He noticed that Jian Bumian was looking at him and gave an embarrassed smile, reminiscent of some large golden retriever that deserved a beating.
Jian Bumian: “…………”
Jian Busian turned around and saw that the God of Darkness had come to him at some point.
The family of three is now alive.
The black-haired man had a cold expression, without any change. He lowered his head and looked down at Jian Bumian condescendingly. His red eyes reflected the fair-skinned boy in the sea of fire.
Whenever Jane Busian saw him, her ears would turn red and she would feel ashamed.
He would always remember that he had asked the Dark God to teach him... hot, passionate kisses.
Now the target NPC is divided into two.
He certainly wouldn't kiss two people passionately at the same time, as that would definitely rub his lips.
He had to make them into one.
And the strategy system also said that the target NPC was deliberately divided into two people in order to bully him.
It’s not that you can’t become a person.
Jian Busian frowned, staring at the handsome god in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "You don't have to turn into two to bully me. If you don't turn back, I will eat you."
There are still a few hours left until the end of the dungeon, which is not as tight as the last dungeon.
The remaining time is more than enough for him to eat the target NPC twice.
In order to prove that what he said was not just angry, Jian Busian released the blue light that he used to devour evil spirits.
The blue light condensed into long tentacle-like objects, like large blue tails, which stretched out from behind Jian Bumian and quietly explored the two gods in front of him.
"eat?"
The Dark God had heard the boy mention this word many times.
After the boy pieced his memories together, he also remembered a little about the other party.
As long as the evil spirit formed by malice is fed to the boy, the boy will grow up...
What will you grow up to be?
He couldn't remember again.
The man frowned.
While Jian Busian was waiting for the other party's response, his vision suddenly went dark and his eyes were covered by a pair of hands again.
The next moment, his lips were forcefully opened, and a long, cold object was inserted into his mouth.
It's the index finger.
I don’t know which god it belongs to.
Jian Bumian subconsciously bit the fingertip that was probing him, and blood full of power suddenly gushed out.
His hungry soul was eager to move, sucking the blood with satisfaction.
The voice of the God of Light rang in his ears.
"Mom, guess what you are holding tightly in your mouth right now, is it the thing of the God of Light or the God of Darkness?"
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The author has something to say:
Reviewer, the thing in the mouth is a finger! ! ! ! The protagonist is just eating! The attacker is just asking him to guess whose finger it is! There is no close contact! Don't think wrongly! The mother is not a real mother!
Finish this copy tomorrow!
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