I'm a villain, not a devil

Despite the violent ravages of the mental storm, Sean was not exhausted at all.

Not only his energy, but even his mental strength was not consumed at all. On the contrary, he was full of energy, as if he had just ordered top-notch drinks from the bar and enjoyed a whole night.

"Maybe it's because I didn't initiate the mental storm this time..."

After thinking for a moment, Sean did not hesitate, but walked towards the huge black pigeon.

Under the impact of the mental storm, it seemed that all of Black Dove's consciousness had left his body.

"Is this considered the living dead?" asked Mio Shisan who was following nearby.

Sean shook his head. "When consciousness leaves the body without any preparation, it will cause a huge blow to the entire spirit, but this kind of blow will not completely kill a person. At least, it is difficult to kill the consciousness in the body of this thing in front of me."

Mio Shisan was stunned: "Won't it be bad when its consciousness returns to its body?"

Sean grinned and Youye drew his sword straight out of its sheath.

"In the past, I would have been wary of the power of the evil god's body. If it went crazy, I might not be able to stop it. However... my Youye has not tasted the evil god's body yet..."

Before he finished his words, Sean appeared above the black pigeon's head in a few flashes.

The massive bird's eyes were shut tight, its head drooped, and even the black nematodes it was dragging along were briefly frozen in place.

Sean didn't hesitate at all, and the dark night cut through the air and slashed straight at the black pigeon.

"bass--"

There was no sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh and blood. On the contrary, the harsh sound of metal clashing was so loud that it hurt people's ears.

Youye, who had absorbed countless strange powers, did not cause any damage to the black pigeon's body under Sean's powerful attack. Only an inconspicuous white mark was left on its messy neck feathers.

Sean was not surprised, he just smiled coldly and hooked his finger.

The heart of fraud is activated!

The black pigeon's stiff body twitched strangely for a few times. Under the influence of the Deceitful Heart, it unexpectedly became shiny and glossy, like a well-raised pet bird.

And Sean also paid the price at this time.

"In the next forty-eight hours, my body will become extremely fragile..."

This is almost the biggest price Sean has ever paid since he mastered the heart of fraud.

He scraped his arm lightly, and immediately a red mark appeared. A large number of capillaries were broken, and blood even began to seep out.

This was the first time since Sean’s promotion to Crimson, after his body had been greatly strengthened.

"Such a heavy price..."

Sean just sneered and turned his gaze to the black pigeon.

"Let me see if you're worth the price."

The blade of Youye began to vibrate, the rust on it fell off rapidly, and even the air around the blade was briefly distorted.

Without any hesitation, Sean laughed and raised Youye, and a black light flashed by, almost cutting through the sky.

The black pigeon's huge head tilted down.

"puff--"

It was like a reservoir was opened, and blood mixed with a little pale red poured out in the darkness.

The black pigeon's head drooped down limply, with only a small portion of skin remaining.

The strange blood gushing out of its neck made a harsh sound as soon as it touched the ground, as if the fierce venom was corroding everything it could touch.

At the same time, the huge black pigeon actually began to lift its wings with difficulty.

The horrible black nematodes it was dragging behind its butt also began to tremble, as if they were about to recover at any time.

Mio Shisan couldn't help but remind loudly: "Its consciousness seems to be coming back!"

Sean was not surprised at all. Among the four consciousnesses of the Black Pigeon, only the emperor's consciousness was considered to be within the human category, and the mental storm could not directly defeat it.

But enough is enough.

Sean licked his lips excitedly. "Without the complete blessing of the Skinning Envoy, the other consciousnesses will either be corroded or half-dormant, and the evil god's body will be no more than that."

The black pigeon flapped its wings, but it did not run away or attack immediately. Instead, it protected its chest.

At the same time, the crazy aura intensified, and it seemed that it was about to recover completely.

Then, the dark night broke through the sky again.

The knife light containing the power of poison, bleeding, absorption and so on rushed straight to the target point.

Not the head, not the protected chest, but just above its bird legs.

"Violent——"

The piercing scream directly shattered Sean's fragile eardrums, blood gushed out wildly, and he could not hear any sound.

But Sean just laughed: "Stupid, that's terrible acting."

An atrium actually appeared at the broken bird leg, and a red and black heart was beating vigorously inside.

Sean never forgets key details, and he has been deep into the original Black Pigeon Prison.

The heart of this evil god's body is not in the chest at all!

With a piercing wail, it lowered its head and let large amounts of blood gush out, and its tightly closed eyes finally opened.

A figure staggered out from the bird's beak. He seemed to want to open his mouth to say something, or to control those black nematodes to do something. Without exception, his target was Sean.

However, Sean just laughed and stabbed Youye directly into the heart which was in a strange position.

The black dove, which was about to spread its wings and fly, suddenly burst out with a hurricane, trying to push Sean away from itself.

And all the black nematodes rushed over like crazy.

But Sean didn't even look at it, he just pressed down with one hand.

The luring ritual begins.

The crazy consciousness would not have any effect on the black nematodes that were already full of pollution, but their action patterns were disrupted all of a sudden.

Sean chopped continuously with Youye in his hand, then looked at the bird's beak.

The figure hung his head like the black pigeon, as if the damage to the bird's body would be transmitted directly to him.

"Stop... your hand..." There seemed to be a voice roaring.

But Sean, whose eardrums were shattered, could not hear anything. He laughed and cut off all the blood vessels connected to the black pigeon's heart.

"Quick Steal--"

The small handle on Sean's waist vibrated.

Mio Shisan on the side was slightly stunned, and some helplessness surged on her face, but her hands did not stop moving at all.

The small handle vibrated more and more violently.

"Violent——"

The wailing was completely crazy.

However, the huge heart had already appeared above Sean.

He held it with one hand, as if he was holding a small container.

"Bang-bang-bang-"

Even though it had been completely severed and separated from its body, this black and red heart was still beating violently.

Sean, who couldn't hear the sound, showed a satisfied expression.

"This magnificent vitality makes even the body of an evil god feel joyful..."

The black nematodes finally broke free from the interference of the luring ritual, and they rushed towards Sean frantically, trying to take back the heart.

However, Sean would no longer give them any chance.

"I like this."

The night pierced the very center of the heart.

The absorption ability of this strange energy blade was stretched to its maximum in an instant.

The heart shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the black pigeon and the black nematodes fell into complete death.

“Stop… stop… your hand!”

The figure roared heart-wrenchingly, but with every step he took forward, his body melted faster and faster, like a lit candle.

The entire body of the evil god fell heavily to the ground as his heart shrank.

The bird was twitching, and the black worms were still trying to rush to Sean, but their activity was getting lower and lower.

Finally, a thick black nematode crawled in front of Sean, and it barely raised the part that should be its head.

The heart, which was the size of a small container, had shrunk into a tiny piece, with the terrible blade inserted into it, breathing and absorbing like a living thing.

Then, the heart disappeared completely.

Sean picked up Youye and danced with the knife, then smiled and lowered his head.

"Flayed Messenger? Now any kind of shit can be called a god."

He crushed the black nematode with one foot, and the black pigeon fell to the ground with a bang after its last struggle.

The bird's head, which had been chopped off for the most part, squirmed for the last time, and its polluted pupils regained clarity in the last instant.

It was heading towards the imperial capital, its beak opened and closed slightly, and then it fell into complete silence.

Mio Shisan, who had been watching, suddenly had an epiphany.

She looked at Sean who was walking towards her with a knife in hand and said, "According to what you said...it seems that the pigeon regained consciousness in the end."

Sean didn't answer, but just looked the pigeon up and down, then cut off its head completely.

Mio Shisan was stunned for a moment, then she reacted. She drilled into the handle and used her will to communicate with Sean again.

"The pigeon seemed to have finally come to its senses."

But Sean still had no expression. He just nodded lazily: "Oh, is that so?"

I don’t know why, but Mio Shisan always feels uncomfortable in her heart.

Sean completely cut off the pigeon's head, opened his pocket, and stuffed the huge head into it.

His pocket can only hold one head.

"Don't be sentimental. Your father's eardrums are broken now, and I am the biggest victim." There was no expression on Sean's face, but his words showed that he saw through Mio Shisan's thoughts at once.

Mio Shisan pursed her lips and said, "Is it okay for me to feel bad for a while? I just feel... it's a little pitiful."

Sean grinned, "No, it will definitely thank me. As the immune system that protects its mother, it failed to complete its mission and was parasitized into the body of the evil god. I will give it complete relief, and it will definitely be grateful to me."

"Although I think it's a bit strange what you said, it seems to make sense..." Mio Shisan muttered.

Sean laughed, "Of course it makes sense."

"Then what are you going to do with these people?" asked Mio Shisan.

When Sean heard this, he looked over and saw that the people who were originally kneeling on the spot performing the ceremony together seemed to have regained consciousness.

Those were his friends from the studio.

The old cow staggered to his feet. He looked at his hands in surprise, then looked at his companions in confusion, and finally his eyes fell on Sean.

"Hey, Sean, you're here? Hey, shit, this game is really weird. Just now the system panel showed that we were controlled and couldn't make any effective moves. Then, I fainted? Oh my god, can games also have this kind of perception? By the way, how did you get here?"

The others also stood up, and Pear and Egg Tart were waving at him happily.

Sean just smiled, his eardrum was shattered and he couldn't hear anything.

However, my group of friends probably still think that this is an interesting game world, right?

Mio Shisan popped up again: "They are talking to you, and they are all expressing their feelings about the reality of this world."

"Authenticity..." Sean looked back and smiled.

He slowly lowered his head and looked at the group of people in front of him.

"Hey, you guys... I missed you guys a lot."

After Lao Niu and the others raised their heads, someone looked over speechlessly: "We haven't seen each other for just a few hours, do you miss us so much?"

Lao Niu laughed loudly and walked towards Sean. "Hey, Sean, let me tell you, this game is a really good template. Should we add another project after we go back? I think it would be nice to develop a post-apocalyptic wasteland style game, combining supernatural powers and science fiction. By the way, come to my house after the game is out. Let's go to our old place for a drink and a chat..."

Before Lao Niu could finish his words, his head flew high up and fell to the ground with a smile on his face. Blood and mud mixed together and stuck to the corners of his mouth.

Sean smiled and looked at the others. The night danced, and the remaining heads separated from their owners.

"We'll see each other sometime, and don't pretend to be my friend now."

Sean said with a smile.

……

In the boundless etheric layer, the shadow of a tree growing on a huge lake blue pupil is trembling.

Above it, the silhouette of a pigeon was rapidly dissipating.

Not only it, the shadows of the trees are also dispersing.

On the tree canopy, Wen Na Ke found a flat place to sit down, holding his chin and looking at the scene in front of him.

His outline also seemed much more vague.

"I originally just wanted to use my father's mental storm to separate all of our consciousnesses... At least I am free, right?"

"I didn't expect my father to be so cruel and kill the evil god's body directly..."

He sighed: "I don't know if my father can find out that I also contributed to this. If I hadn't urged Bai Wujiu and kept restraining the consciousness of the Skinning Messenger, the mental storm would not have arrived so early, and the evil god's body would not have been killed so easily... It's just..."

He showed a sad expression: "Father seems to have a hard time remembering the kindness others have shown him, especially when I schemed against him first..."

"A sin!"

Wen Na Ke cried out in a crying voice, and now she really looked like a wronged little Nan Niang.

And beneath him, the shadows of the trees and the pigeons had gradually turned into points of light.

"Skinning Messenger, you must protect my real body and don't let my father find it!" Wen Nake shouted with gritted teeth.