"…What's wrong with that?" The teammate holding the knife turned around with an impatient tone.
"Not suitable." The teammate repeated, shaking his head: "... In any case, it's not suitable."
"Are you kidding me?" The teammate holding the knife sneered, "You almost died just now, and you still said righteously that you would fight for the camp. Why are you telling me this now? And you, Mizushima Kawai, don't you regard this guy as an enemy? I still remember the declaration of war you posted on the forum... Although you have deleted that thing, I remember that he clearly declared war on you. Why, now, you can't bear it?"
"…It's inappropriate." Mizushima Kawashima glanced at the comments in his live broadcast room.
They were all posting innocent comments like “Stop that,” “Why are you targeting him so much!”, “Mizushima-san is such a person…”, “Just use a knife, don’t do this to the number one player!”
She had expected this.
In fact, except for the upper-level players who have already clearly defined their camps and lean towards Edward, the vast majority of the lower-level and middle-level players support the first player.
The No. 1 player has gained so much along the way. The title of "No. 1 Player" is also officially recognized by the organizer and has never left him. Latecomers can only compete for a latecomer title... not to mention that they haven't won it yet.
Mizushima Kawashima targeted him like this only because the hostility was already there and there was no way back.
But in fact, this person's appeal is extremely terrifying. Just look at the popularity of his live broadcast room and you will know that as long as he raises his arm, countless viewers will turn into big spray bottles on the forum and voluntarily become light chasers to spray those who are against him on the world forum.
A group of people who call themselves "supporters of the Lighthouse System" on the world forum have ravaged almost every popular post.
The other party was born as the core of the world, and their efforts to manipulate public opinion had only a slight effect. If they really wanted to argue, even the audience in her live broadcast room would want to go down and save people, and stand on this person's side without hesitation.
…This is Player One.
...That's why Edward and the others wanted so much to seize his crown, replace him, and become him.
...Who doesn’t want to be the core that is admired by the whole world?
"Okay, don't torture him. The pressure from public opinion is too great." Mizushima Kawaseong said, "Just kill him. If his real body doesn't come out, find a chance to kill him tomorrow."
"Hmph..." The teammate holding the knife snorted coldly, somewhat dissatisfied, but still put the knife back.
Mizushima Kawashima finally recovered from the dizziness of space. She held the black knife, staggered over and raised it.
"Goodbye, self-righteous "prophet." The edge of her black knife suddenly appeared.
"...Well, goodbye, Miss Werewolf?" The opponent, who had no power to resist, was actually smiling at her.
Mizushima Kawase vaguely sensed something was wrong. The other party was being too relaxed...
She noticed something flashing by, and moving her eyes downward, she saw that he was holding a silver object in his hand.
[Testing in progress...]
[Detection completed, target name: mechanical explosives, from the second world's floating city in the daytime, extremely high threat level...]
Mizushima Kawaseong's pupils suddenly shrank.
At the moment when the black knife fell and blood exploded, she saw the man lying on the ground with a crazy smile on his face.
"——Die together with the most important prophet, my dear werewolves."
He smiled brilliantly, like the last rays of light at sunset.
The silver-white line was pulled in an instant.
The temperature rose suddenly and so quickly that people had no time to react.
"Run..." Her heart suddenly jumped up, and she turned her steps slightly. Before she could even finish her words -
"boom--!"
The blazing white flooded everything.
The loud explosion echoed throughout the endless silent night. The bright white light enveloped the entire small house, making it as bright as day. It was like falling into a black and white quagmire.
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