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

Demon Monarch, this is the first time the players have seen such a terrifying existence, and the oppressive feeling of that giant claw is only a little bit worse than that of the Eagle Lord.

In the end, the demi-human could not be rescued, and the players didn't feel it was a pity.

After all, seeing with a clear eye that these demihumans were basically rescued was in vain. Although this wave of hidden missions failed, they got three magic cores, which is still a bloody profit!

Compared with the excitement of the players, the revived Scheming Frog is preoccupied and has doubts on his face.

He stopped in front of the mayor's mansion, took a deep breath, eased the expression on his face, and tried his best to be calm and show no flaws.

"Brother Ye Hao, are you there?"

The scheming frog listened attentively, and faint footsteps came from inside the door.

"What's the matter?"

Ye Hao opened the door with a sleepy look and a slightly dissatisfied expression, as if he had been woken up by a scheming frog.

"Sorry to disturb your rest."

The scheming frog showed a guilty expression without any trace, and asked in a low voice:

"We killed a hell three-headed dog, and exploded three magic crystals. I want you to help us see how much it is worth, and whether we can change some equipment."

"Hell three-headed dog?"

Ye Hao's heart skipped a beat.

Xin said, could it be that the player didn't honestly send the demihuman to the abyss portal?

Or was it a conflict with the demons in the portal?

He was a little restless, but his face remained calm, and he even squeezed out a hint of appreciation and encouragement, and said with a smile:

"Okay! You can all work together to kill the hell three-headed dog? At least it is an existence above the median demon..."

"In this case, its magic crystal is worth [-] gold coins, and one can be exchanged for about five sets of excellent equipment. If it is a stronger upper demon level, one magic crystal is worth [-] gold coins, and can be exchanged for ten sets of excellent equipment with me. "

Ye Hao's answer was impeccable, and there was no special expression on his face, but the scheming frog was still keenly aware of the unnatural moment in Ye Hao's eyes.

He must be hiding something.

But the scheming frog didn't show his doubts, he just nodded and said gratefully:

"Understood, then I will discuss it with other aliens, and if I want to exchange it, I will come to you again."

After bidding farewell to Ye Hao, the scheming frog returned to his room. In such a quiet environment, it was more conducive to his thinking.

Morning Light Town is just an insignificant small place in the Eagle Territory. Why did the devil build a portal here?

If it was for the demi-humans in Chenguang Town, it wouldn't make sense, because the demi-humans of the Eagle Land were basically in Winter City.

In addition, the group of demihumans from before came from the capital...

The scheming frog is thoughtful.

That dense forest is like a trading place, the two sides of the transaction are the devil and the mysterious person, after seeing Ye Hao's strange expression, it is ready to figure out who can be the mysterious person in the entire Chenguang Town.

Of course, it does not rule out people from other places, but this is almost impossible.

After playing the game for so many days, the trigger of the hidden mission is either the players' self-righteousness, or it comes from Ye Hao, or has something to do with Ye Hao.

In addition, this mysterious person knows the player well, knows that the player lacks a cool mount, and knows how to confuse the player with the eggs of a carnivorous bird.

So the man in black can only be Ye Hao.

But what is the reason for Ye Hao to do this?Why did he give the demihumans to the demons?

This is something that the scheming frog can't understand, and he has almost no clue about it.

"This game is really getting more and more interesting..."

The scheming frog muttered to himself, and he faintly whispered in the room:

"The hypocritical decent, the frank villain..."

"It's almost time to gather at Graycastle."

……

"Your Highness, he...it's almost time for them to come over."

In the extravagant hall of Greycastle, Baylor Fren sat on the exquisite Warcraft leather sofa holding a goblet filled with the girl's blood.

Below him, the pretty castle guard was serving and reporting to him.

"I know." Baylor Fren frowned, as if he was enduring something, took a deep breath and said:

"Come on, come on, the more you come, the better. The more you come, the more you die, the smoother my plan will be."

Thinking of his father, the lion-like majestic king's instructions and arrangements before his death, Baylor's face became more and more ugly.

"I didn't want to do this, you forced me to do it."

"How can I not compare to that trash of the third prince?"

"If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be the person I am now."

"Obviously I gave my everything to this country!"

His expression was sullen with resentment and resentment, his hands firmly pressed down on the guard's head, his handsome pale face twitched slightly, and he muttered to himself in a low voice:

"Only blood slaves and undead are loyal."

He looked at the handsome guard who was working hard, his eyes were full of sick madness.

……

"Your Highness, are you looking for me?"

Anna covered her eyes with a black silk scarf, dressed in a plain moon white gold-rimmed sacrificial robe, and came before the old Pope calmly.

Since the destruction of Winterfell, she has disappeared and hidden herself.

In the future plan, she is a very important part, which is the protection of the Holy See of Barda.

After all, if there wasn't a precious fixed-point teleportation scroll last time, maybe she would have confessed there.

"How is your awakening?"

The old pope studied his chessboard without raising his head, but the voice rang in Anna's ear.

Now on the chessboard, although the pope's chess piece of the white piece is surrounded by the army chess piece of the black piece, the king of the black piece has rolled down to the floor, lying alone at the feet of the pope.

Anna didn't hesitate when she heard the words, she lowered her eyebrows and said respectfully about her awakening:

"Now I have touched the threshold of the second stage. Although I broke through the first stage through mystical objects, if I want to break through the second stage, I can't do it without understanding."

"Sentiment is like a foundation. Without this foundation, no matter how many divine objects there are, they won't pile up too high and they will collapse."

"I know," the Pope raised his head, his gaze fell on Anna.

It has to be said that even though he is so old, even if he has given his soul to the gods, he can still find the soul-stirring beauty in Anna.

That is the beauty that can only be possessed by the container of the gods.

He couldn't help looking up and down at Anna with admiration, thinking about the plan that was about to be completed, thinking about the stalwart and powerful figure of the Lord, and said with a trembling tone:

"When they come to the capital to fight with me, the battlefield like a meat grinder is your chance to realize, and then you will become the perfect container for my lord!"

Anna raised her head suddenly, and faced the old pope with a frenzied expression, more like looking at the towering flame dragon Balda through him, through the black silk scarf, and echoed excitedly:

"Praise my lord! Anna is willing to sacrifice everything to be a vessel for my lord!"