The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me

"This is God's punishment for us!"

In the Yasukuni Shrine, a group of politicians with national characters bowed down repeatedly to the tablets of the "martyrs" of the past, crying. In their culture, the commanders who died in the war did not go to hell, nor did they go to heaven. Instead, he became a member of the gods.

The leading politician is Prime Minister Neon.

He turned his head and glared at everyone, gritted his teeth and roared:

"Do you know why there are so many monsters in our neon lights?

It is because you offended the gods! "

"Yes." The politicians around trembled, bowed their heads in obedience, and did not dare to talk back at all.

"We haven't revised the textbook at all. We're just stating a historical fact. The actions of the martyrs were just and for the sake of our empire. Are we going to influence our own judgments based on external evaluations?"

"The gods have disappointed us!"

Prime Minister Nihong held the Taidao at his waist and sighed, "In recent years, more and more people have pointed fingers at our martyrs, even many villains in our country think the same way, look now?! Retribution is coming ! You should all commit seppuku like those troublemakers!!"

"My lord, what should we do?"

The surrounding politicians also panicked.

Some of them have been polluted by the old days, but some still maintain a clear mind. They have never seen the family members of the old days, and they have been panicked for a long time. Now that the prime minister said this, everyone believed it and thought Really offended the gods.

"We have to beg hard to get God's forgiveness!"

The prime minister snorted coldly and knelt on the ground, muttering in a low voice, chanting words.

Other politicians followed suit.

At this moment, a fierce cold wind blew, at first it only made the windows "click", and then the wind became stronger and broke the windows directly. The sound of glass shattering immediately attracted the attention of all politicians.

"This is the wrath of the gods!"

The Prime Minister sighed, his eyes downcast.

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud "boom".

The roof of the entire Yasukuni Shrine was instantly lifted, and all the memorial tablets of the martyrs were blown to the ground by the strong wind. The violent wind blew the politicians to this side, begging for mercy, and confessing their sins to the martyrs and the gods.

The wind was stronger.

The Yasukuni Shrine collapsed suddenly.

The Prime Minister of Neon stood in the strong wind. He tremblingly supported a crumbling pillar. He saw the sea level in the distance, and a wall of hundreds of feet high waves hit the Neon Island. Seeing a majestic city, countless terrifying monsters in the city are screaming and ready to move. They are surrounded by a more stalwart body, but the body is not real, as if it is always changing.

【gae'hensikaguns`huijen...】

It was as if countless flies were buzzing in my mind.

He saw endless, half-human, half-fish monsters crawling out of the deep sea; he saw sticky tentacles wrapping his body; he saw an octopus with eyeballs swimming in front of his eyes; Cracking, crumbling, shattering, howling.

They seem to have their own life, with tentacles, facial features, suckers, and squirming flesh and blood.

They uttered endless ravings.

It was getting higher and sharper, like singing, like singing, more like an awl piercing his brain.

"pat-"

Two intact eyeballs rolled out of the Prime Minister's eyes.

"God... punish..."

He was still muttering to himself, his eyeballs on the ground sprouted feet, and he ran around in the broken ruins.

With a bang, the load-bearing column collapsed.

The prime minister, who was holding a load-bearing column, was smashed into meatloaf.

The tsunami was pouring like the sky.

Half a minute later, the entire Neon Island sank.

Cthulhu, on the other hand, is still approaching the Asian continent with his city of R'lyye—the place where the most players gather in Winter City, and the deep divers under his command have already landed in advance.

……

Abyss player base——

More and more Winter City players have been gathered here. They were arranged by the demonized players to be more than 500 meters underground, surrounded by thick steel walls. This place may be the safest place in the city.

The roof of the Abyss player base.

Qi Wubai stood in the strong wind, his scarlet eyes were covered by his pale hair.

From here, you can see the entire city at a glance. You can see that countless old family members are wreaking havoc in this city. You can see that the army organized by the government is encircling and suppressing the old family members. Words had little effect.

A group of flying polyps flew towards Qi Wubai.

He raised his head abruptly, a bloody gleam in his eyes.

All the flying polyps were blown to pieces in the raging magic energy.

There are still 12 hours until the end of the world synchronization.

If the old days were just such an attack intensity.

Then there is no problem if it lasts for twelve hours, but at a certain moment, the strong wind suddenly stopped, and then the wind direction suddenly changed.

Qi Wubai looked in the direction of the strong wind.

You can vaguely see dark clouds rolling in the sky.

At the same time, the old family members raging in the city suddenly became manic. In less than half a minute, these old family members all turned around. In Qi Wubai's vision, they turned into countless dark streams and rushed towards the abyss player base. Come.