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

Ruoyi looked at Ruoxi, the goddess of time, in surprise.

It turned out that everything about her was under the watchful eyes of this god. She wanted to ask the Goddess of Time why the demi-humans did not take action when they were in trouble, but in the end she did not ask.

The calamity of the sub-humans is indeed an unwarranted disaster, but in fact it is indeed a doomed historical trend.

Not powerful enough, but sitting on the secret of becoming a god, it is no wonder that the Pope of the Cologne Empire would have endless greed for the demi-humans, and the demi-humans have no sense of crisis from the beginning to the end, even if they leave the Emerald Forest, they live a carefree life worry about life.

The simplicity is a beautiful quality in peacetime.

But amid the turmoil it's downright stupid.

"You're wondering... why I didn't help you."

Ruoxi, the goddess of time, looked at Ruoyi calmly:

"I'm just a soul, and I don't have the ability to interfere with the lower realms. Secondly, even if I help you, the fate of the demihumans is doomed. There will be thousands of Cologne empires in the way of the Cologne Empire. Only by fundamentally changing the atmosphere of the demihumans The demi-humans can only be strong if they have their own personality and personality, otherwise the demi-humans can only become a vassal race forever."

She almost sighed and said:

"Ambition is actually very important to a group. No ambition means slow death. For this, you can look at your king, King Winter. He is the best example. There is no second one in the entire Northern Continent. A greedier king than he."

The corner of Xi Wei's mouth twitched, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether the Goddess of Time was praising him or hurting him.

"Ambition alone is not enough." Death God Osirist smiled: "If you don't have the strength and wisdom to match your ambition, then you are nothing but a fool at best. Besides, luck is also very important."

He glanced at Xi Wei, meaning something.

In terms of luck, Xi Wei is obviously full, and being chosen by Shenglong means being chosen by the whole world to a large extent.

This world almost revolves around Xi Wei.

So the containers of several high gods all appeared by Xi Wei's side intact, becoming Xi Wei's help.

"Okay, that's the end of the conversation."

Osiriste's expression suddenly became serious.

"Xi Wei, you came here to take the Time Artifact to help God Ruoyden, then you must release my polluted body. I don't know if you can defeat him, but you must defeat him. If you fail, it's all for naught."

He lowered his head slightly, his chin hid in the shadows, and his tone was cold: "Are you ready?

Osirist was ready to die, but asked Xi Wei if he was ready.

Xi Wei looked straight into those imperceptible eyes and nodded slightly.

Although it was only the first meeting, it did not affect his admiration for Death.

He even suddenly felt that it would be better if he changed the nature of the God of Death and the God of Light?

At least the four archangels should be much more serious.

The Grim Reaper didn't speak, he just turned around silently and walked into the cabin calmly.

"Crack—!" The hourglass of time poured slowly, and the gravel in it began to fall backwards.

At the same time it was like opening Pandora's box.

The sound disappeared, and so did the light, and the surroundings were pitch black, only the wooden house shrouded in a dim yellow light like blood.

"Creak creak——!"

Like a swarm of insects eating a corpse, the cold and slippery snake scales swam across the sand.

Everyone couldn't help being creepy.

Black streams of water gushed from cabins, twisting shadows swirled up to blot the sky.

The stars and rivers are turned upside down, and the sun and the moon sink.

Gradually, the cabin was completely covered by darkness and disappeared.

There was a slight tremor on the ground.

Even the last gleam of blood from the setting sun was eaten away.

The fishy smell of the sea tide, rotten tree roots, bubbling silt, skinless, bloody tentacles, they rolled, twisted, stuffed into the mind, stirring like a vortex crazily!

"Whoa!"

The sound of the wave went from seemingly nothing to a bang!

At a certain moment, Xi Wei only felt wrapped in the icy sea water, and his body was sinking rapidly.

He looked around, but nothing was visible, as if he had returned to modern times, he was no longer the powerful Winter King, but an unlucky guy who fell into the deep sea.

Creamy and rotten seaweed wrapped around his body like a spider web.

Look up to see whales with tentacles and eyeballs swimming overhead.

A huge blood-colored eyeball on the abdomen stared at him indifferently, as if mocking his insignificance.

Gradually, I can see around again.

The dense corpses spread towards the distance.

Magnificent ravings roared in his mind! !

"Cthulhufhtagn—!!"

Majestic boulders and pillars piercing the sky form a majestic city.

The green mud was knee deep, and the city was dark and far-reaching, exuding sinister and ominous malice like an abyss.

The turbulent sea current pushed Xi Wei towards the city with the mouth of the abyss. The walls and pillars were covered with distorted words. They squirmed like living insects. There were chaotic roars from the depths of the ground, as if the sea current And broken corpses, rotting strips of meat, eyeballs twisted and savagely stuffed into ears!

Xi Wei saw a majestic figure rising above the city.

It vaguely has the outline of a human being, but it has the head of an octopus with dancing tentacles.

The body surface is covered with dark green scales and jelly.

It has beast-like limbs, a bloated body, giant claws, and a pair of long and narrow wings behind it.

The green mud on the ground is the slime flowing down from its whole body.

The huge green body staggered towards Xi Wei, like a moving mountain.

"cahfahnaflmglw'nafhhh'ahorsyha'hah'legeth!"

It is talking.

Every word and every sentence is like a call from the mysterious hell.

It seems that the long years have finally been released, but not completely released, more like a cold and repressed temptation, a mockery like licking the skin.

Xi Wei couldn't understand, but he "listened" to understand.

The monster was making him kneel.

Make him surrender.

"I am the Winter King!"

Xi Wei gritted his teeth and supported his body against the pressure of landslide and tsunami.

"I don't kneel to people, only people kneel to me!"

The mountain-like figure approached a little closer, with a sarcasm in his dark green eyes.

It stretched out a big hand and pressed it towards Xi Wei, like a city made of reefs falling from the sky!

Just this moment.

A thick black mist appeared in the sea current, and it quickly spread in front of Xi Wei.

The figure of Osirist stood in front of Xi Wei, propping up a giant hand that was tilted like the sky with one hand, and holding the sickle tightly with the other.

He looked back at Xi Wei, and it was the last time he looked at Kane and Shenglong.

There is relief, relief, and no nostalgia in this glance.

Then he turned around, slashed open the giant hand, and turned into a pitch-black sky to attack the giant shadow in the city.

"Cthulhu... die!"

The next moment, the black sickle broke through the sea.