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

in the process of struggling.

The white mask on the boy's face fell off.

Sure enough, a face that was too young was revealed, but it was already covered with black spider web-like veins, the eyes were rolled up, foaming at the mouth, it looked hideous and terrifying.

for a while.

The players thought that they had traveled to an exorcism movie, and the boy's symptoms were no different from those of those possessed by demons.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long.

Soon the symptoms of juvenile tics gradually disappeared.

The black blood vessel lines on the face also slowly faded away.

"rustle……"

Fine and dense black scales grew on the boy's neck.

He opened his eyes, and there was a flash of red light in the originally gray pupils, but when he looked carefully, it turned out to be a pair of red vertical pupils.

"really not bad."

The cardinal looked into the boy's eyes in amazement.

"Is this your first time accepting a ceremony?"

"Yes, my lord..."

The boy nodded.

The pain has not gone away yet, and now he finds it difficult to even move his fingers, but judging by the bishop's expression, it is obvious that he has successfully transformed, which made a smile appear on his pale face.

He did not live up to the bishop's expectations!

"Very well, you are very compatible with the blood of the Dragon Lady. According to past experience, you will become a special Templar."

The cardinal patted the young man's shoulder with appreciation.

Templar knights who were successfully transformed at one time would usually be vigorously cultivated by that adult, so even if the lives of these people were regarded as ants, he still had to save face.

"Okay, go and rest, I will continue to preside over the ceremony."

Hearing the words, the young man struggled to stand up, bowed respectfully to the cardinal, and then obediently sat down on a chair beside him.

The bishop bestowed upon him great strength.

This favor is like a rebirth to him.

As for where this power comes from, who cares?

It is enough for him to get revenge.

The ceremony continued, and True Monarch Moyu had lost his sight. He gently pulled the corner of Laplatier's clothes, and asked, "My lord, I just heard what the bishop said about the dragon girl. I'm curious... you I also know that we were poor before, we had never seen the world, and we knew nothing..."

Platyer showed an understanding expression.

Hillbilly.

Who is not from this stage?

When he first joined the Breaking Winter Organization, he was also in a daze.

He patiently explained to Master Moyu Hunben:

"I don't know the specifics. I only know that this dragon girl is a demi-human recently acquired by the organization. Why is she called a dragon girl? Because after this demi-human visualizes the black dragon, he awakens his ability and can transform himself Be a black dragon~"

"So powerful!?" Moyu Hunben Zhenjun pretended to be shocked.

"That's it," Platyr said, "So, demihumans are a group of monsters. When we didn't understand them, we felt that demihumans were weak. We didn't know the power of demihumans after awakening until we joined the Breaking Winter Organization." So powerful... These demihumans are the confidants of human beings, but that Winter King is still so partial to demihumans, what is he not a traitor to human beings?"

"Indeed, you are right."

Moyu Hunben Zhenjun gave a thumbs up.

After waiting for another half an hour, the ceremony was finally over.

Out of a hundred people, more than 20 died, and only five of the remaining people were transformed successfully.

It has to be said that this conversion rate is still very low.

And there is such a high death rate.

The True Monarch can't understand it.

Why, under such a premise, these masked young people are still eager for transformation rituals.

Is strength more important than one's own life?

Taking advantage of the moment when Barna was chatting with the cardinal, Master Moben moved stealthily to the side of the first boy who participated in the transformation ceremony.

The boy had already rested.

His hand has become a structure similar to a dragon's claw, and he is having a great time playing.

"Hello." Moyu Hunben Zhenjun greeted.

The young man raised his head to look at the strange player, and was stunned for a while, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Hello, what can I do?"

This warm smile surprised Moyu.

He also thought that the other party would be very vigilant or impatient.

"It's nothing serious..."

Moyu organized his language, and asked insincerely, "I see that you yelled so loudly just now, the ceremony process must have been painful... How did you manage to persist in such a painful ceremony without changing your face?"

The young man pursed his lips.

There was a haze in the drooping eyelids.

"Because of hate," he said.

"Hate?"

"Yes," the young man nodded, "The King of Winter killed my father. Although he exempted us children, the wall was overthrown by everyone and lost his status as a nobleman. My mother, my sister, We were killed one after another during the subsequent journey, the powerful nobles abused us extremely, and my mother and sister were sold into prostitutes. Because of my handsome appearance and the fact that the nobleman had special hobbies, the situation was a little better, but You should understand that even so my life is not much better than those dogs raised by the owners..."

The boy's voice became deeper and deeper.

Mo Yu Hunben Zhenjun looked up, and saw that he was already crying at the corners of his eyes.

"You said, isn't this kind of hatred enough for me to endure the pain? My mother and my sister suffered ten times more pain and humiliation in the brothel than I do now?"

Moyuhunben Zhenjun opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

The winner is king, and the loser is Kou.

It is a kindness that Winter King did not drive out the heirs of these powerful people.

But he also has no obligation to help these down-and-out nobles gain a firm foothold.

That's the Virgin, and King Winter has never been a Virgin.

However, it makes sense for the young man to want revenge. In the final analysis, it was because the Winter King attacked Dragon Fire City and overturned the entire Cologne Empire.

Moyu Hunben Zhenjun felt a little bit of sympathy for the young man in front of him.

It's not that I sympathize with the boy's experience.

There are too many people in the world worse than him.

Just say those commoners under the rule of the Cologne Empire.

Family harmony is already the biggest luxury for them.

But even so.

There are still a large number of slave owners looking for slaves everywhere every day.

Or seduce with money, or threaten with force.

What Zhenjun really sympathizes with the young man is that after suffering all kinds of humiliation, this heir of a nobleman whose family has been ruined has finally become a knife in the hands of others, a slightly more beautiful pawn.

The fate of the chess piece is already doomed, either to be eaten, or, when the chessboard is overturned, to fall into the dust like garbage.

Not being a human being, he has been following the side of Zhenjun Moben.

So Xi Wei also heard the conversation just now.

He only responded with a sneer and continued to swing the hoe vigorously, letting the hoe dig every corner of the orchard, so that the soil and every inch of the hoe were in full contact.

Many people are like this.

When encountering hardships, they only complain about the harsh environment, but they don't see their own waste.

As long as this boy has been trained as a knight since he was a child, instead of being a playboy under the shadow of his father, he will be able to protect his sister and mother when disaster strikes.

Thinking about tumbling.

Xi Wei didn't care about anything else, and didn't even notice that Roy had rolled his eyes.