Doomsday Game.

On this side, Williamson led the US troops stationed on the island to take over the major military and official institutions of the entire island country in a hurry, while Chu Yan took advantage of the dawn to continue his travel and check-in journey.

Now the island country is leaderless and in chaos, and there is a large group of parasitic upper-class elites and senior officials who are actively cooperating. It is only a matter of time before Williamson controls all the lifelines of the island country.

Now Chu Yan has to deal with the remaining player groups in the island country.

While the players of the island country have not yet reacted to what is going on, his efficiency will be the highest.

After the truth about the change of ownership of the island country spreads, there will definitely be many players in the island country who choose to flee or rebel.

Although they can't stir up any big waves, they can't be left alone.

As the saying goes, only dead devils are the best devils.

...

The morning light is faint, and the dawn light on the horizon penetrates the ancient roof of the island country's Sensoji Temple like a filament, covering this thousand-year-old temple with a soft and mysterious golden glow.

In the temple, the morning bells rang, the air was filled with the faint smell of incense and moist soil, and everything seemed particularly quiet and solemn.

At this time, this world-famous temple had not yet welcomed the bustling tourists. Only a group of monks in robes were busy preparing for morning classes.

They either gently swept the fallen leaves on the stone steps or whispered about today's affairs, but their expressions were a little nervous and panic, so that their movements were no longer leisurely and Zen as before.

In this somewhat restless tranquility, a unique visitor quietly stepped into this pure land in the eyes of the world.

This is a young gentleman, wearing a well-tailored dark suit, an elegant hat, holding a unique and exquisite two-headed snake staff in his hand, a pair of black pointed leather shoes that were spotless, and walked out leisurely with a bit of dignity.

His steps were light and confident, with an uninhibited smile on the corner of his mouth.

The unique dress is particularly eye-catching and conflicting in the quaint temple environment, as if he is a traveler from another time and space, suppressing the solemnity of the entire temple with his own strength.

Strangely, such a person who deserves attention is ignored by the monks around him wherever he passes, and does not attract any attention at all.

The young gentleman walked on his own, taking a leisurely and brisk pace, slowly walked into the temple, and walked behind an old monk who was meditating and chanting.

The old monk closed his eyes and concentrated, surrounded by a tranquil atmosphere that transcended the world, as if all the noise in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

Just as the young man stopped, the old monk also stopped knocking the wooden fish, and the chanting in his mouth also stopped abruptly.

After a while, the old monk slowly opened his eyes, his eyes as calm as an ancient well.

"Donor, if you are here to worship Buddha, you are a little early."

The young man smiled slightly, not wanting to talk nonsense with him, but just casually praised:

"Old man, you are quite capable to detect my breath, but you should also understand that since I have come here, you should know what will happen to you, right?"

The young man is naturally Chu Yan. The reason why he came to Sensoji is certainly not just for sightseeing.

Before completely killing Yakushiji Tianshan and Yanfeng Qizheng, he read their brains as usual and obtained a lot of important information.

The intelligence proved that the two of them were naturally not private players, and each of them managed their own extraordinary forces.

Yakushiji Tianshan managed a secret extraordinary force composed of Buddhist players. They usually hid in the major well-known temples in the island country, secretly controlling and managing the major affairs and money-making channels of the temples. If they encountered tasks that were inconvenient for the open player organizations to take action, they would be handed over to them for handling.

In fact, these island monks were also involved in the targeted infiltration plan against Daxia, and many spies carried out espionage operations in the name of Buddhist exchanges between the two countries.

Sensoji Temple is the headquarters of this secret supernatural organization, and Yakushiji Tianshan himself also lives in seclusion here and presides over the overall situation.

Chu Yan came here, naturally to catch them all in one fell swoop.

The old monk was obviously not ordinary, and he had guessed something at this time, so he slowly stood up, turned around and said calmly:

"Donor, Buddhism is a quiet place. If you kill here, I'm afraid the Buddha will blame you."

"Although I don't know where Tianshan is now, your appearance here means that you have won, and you probably have got what you want. In this case, why should you kill them all?"

"My Buddha is merciful, please forgive me when you can."

These words sounded high-sounding, but Chu Yan laughed:

"Hahaha! A quiet place in Buddhism? A quiet place where assassinations are carried out secretly? A quiet place where kidnapping, imprisonment and fraud are carried out? A quiet place where female pilgrims are selected and brainwashed by extraordinary means to become star slaves for their own play? A quiet place where dirty work is done for dignitaries? A quiet place where religious spies are trained? "

"You monks who do all kinds of dirty things in the name of Buddha are not afraid of Buddha's blame, so what should I be afraid of?"

"Now that you know that you are about to die, you advise me to forgive others. When the island country launched an aggressive war and massacred the people of other countries, why didn't you monks advise them to forgive others? "

"Not only will I not forgive you, I will also drink the blood of your entire nation, eat all the meat, and suck out all the marrow, so that you will never recover!"

"Don't worry, I will keep these stinking skins of yours, let you see with your own eyes how all this happened, and I will let you participate in it with your own hands! "

Speaking of this, Chu Yan waved his hand and sealed off the entire space.

The deep space of the universe suddenly expanded, and the area near the temple was completely covered with the deepest darkness.

This ancient temple seemed to be swallowed up by the dark domain of despair in an instant!

In the darkness, Chu Yan's cold and indifferent sneer came:

"Stop talking nonsense, it's time for you to go to the west!"

"When you see your Buddha, remember to tell him clearly that the person who sent you there is named Chu Yan!"

As soon as the voice fell, wailing and screaming came one after another in the darkness.

The voice of the old monk was mixed in, and there was no trace of calmness, only panic and desperate cries:

"Devil! You are a devil! No! You are the reincarnation of Poxun!"

"No! Don't! Don't come over!"

"Ah!!! ”

……

After an unknown amount of time, the screams that were not noticed by outsiders gradually subsided.

The dark space faded away naturally, and Sensoji Temple was still the same Sensoji Temple, but the monks inside no longer talked, and silently did their work, but their eyes were less lively and more dull.

Chu Yan took his mobile phone and walked around the temple to take selfies, leisurely as if he was taking a walk in his own back garden.

He took dozens of photos in one breath, picked out a few and sent them directly to Moments, typing and captioning.

"The fourth stop for island tourism, Sensoji Temple in Dongjing, get✓!"

"To be honest, the scenery is okay, but it's not grand enough."