The anchor doesn't want to die

"What did you say?" Liang Yuesheng was stunned.

Fallen angels are messengers of God before they become fallen angels.The former vice-lord of the heavens, his colleagues must also be the darlings of the gods.

"Oh, no wonder Your Majesty would force me to do such a troublesome thing." Beryl frowned slightly, and sent the goat steward to bring good black tea.The two sat down on the sofa next to the fountain and drank afternoon tea leisurely.

"Obviously the most cautious guy, why did he lose the most important godhead?"

Hearing the word "godhead", Liang Yuesheng suddenly remembered that in the last game, someone seemed to have asked him questions about the godhead.

"What is the godhead?" As a good student, he asked if he didn't understand.

"When God created us, he will give us a source of strength to prove our identity, so as to distinguish us from humans." Slender fingers touched Liang Yusheng's chest, pressing the position of the heart gently.

The alluring beauty covered his chest, and looked up into his eyes. There was no trace of smile or joking in those blue eyes, just like a pair of inorganic tanzanite.

"And now, you have lost that thing and become a weak human being."

Beryl raised the corner of his mouth suddenly, and there seemed to be a hint of mockery hidden in his smile.

Liang Yuesheng was stunned. He really wanted to give the screenwriter of this game a big bad review. First, he gave the protagonist a pair of eyes that are different from ordinary people, then he gave the protagonist a different roommate, and finally he gave the protagonist a bad review. Wow - he turned out to be not human at all.Isn't this kind of development too cliche?

Shaking his head lightly, after shaking his wild thoughts out of his mind, Liang Yuesheng settled down and asked, "Then how should I get back my godhead?"

As an experienced game player, he thought with his fingers and knew that there was an inevitable connection between the achievement of the true ending and the protagonist's regaining his identity.If you want to get the true ending, then finding the godhead is the only way to go.

Belial stared into his eyes for a long time, just when Liang Yuesheng thought that this powerful demon would show him some moves, the latter yawned big and buried his head in his neck again Here, he fell asleep soundly.

The goat steward came and held out his arms to him.

"Master Belial can't think about too troublesome things, otherwise he will fall asleep like now."

Liang Yuesheng couldn't help it, so he had to give this guy code-named "lazy" to his goat steward.After watching the two demons leave, he stood up and planned to search for clues himself.

The luxurious interior has a decoration style that clearly belongs to the Renaissance era.In the huge mansion, apart from those two demons, there seemed to be no other living people.

Climbing up the spiral staircase, he looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.The color of the sky didn't seem to be different from the past, but there were some dark crow-like things flying faintly in the sky, and upon closer inspection, they turned out to be demons waving pure black wings.

The two demons fought in the sky, and after a while, one of them quickly lost the wind and became a trophy of the same kind.Such a fight to the death makes Liang Yuesheng feel a little heavy. This is a war invisible to ordinary human beings, but the outcome of the war is closely related to the survival of human beings.

Suddenly, he found that the stairs under his feet were a little slippery.Lowering his head, he saw the rhythmic flesh and blood wrapped around the handrails, the ground, and even the walls like vines, staining the gorgeous building with a disgusting mess.

He raised his head and looked up the stairs, only to see that the closer to the top floor, the dirtier and messier it was.Meat crumbs that twisted like maggots fell from the top of his head, rustling endlessly.

Liang Yuesheng suppressed the discomfort in his stomach and climbed to the top floor. A closed door appeared in his vision.

A steady stream of meat crumbs squeezed out from the crack in the door, and flowed out fatly, making the sound of pattering water.The stench is like a fish market in summer, making it easy to imagine the scenery inside that door.He swallowed his saliva, prepared mentally, and pushed open the closed door.

In an instant, the turbulent bloody smell like a flood hit his chest.The scenery inside the door was not as he expected, it was a dazzling blood, as if he was in someone's internal organs.Cyan-purple blood vessels run through the flesh like leaf veins, beating rhythmically on the walls, ceiling, and ground, making subtle drumming sounds.

The iron chains overlapped like a spider's web, and a demon barely maintaining a human shape was imprisoned in the center of the iron chains, as if sleeping.There were friction marks all over his wrists and ankles, bleeding profusely.

The imprisoned demon heard someone visit, raised his head, and under the messy bangs was a pair of familiar eyes.

Liang Yuesheng was stunned, he found that it was a guy who had met once before.

"Phivin?" he called out the name.

The demon frowned, with strong resentment between his brows, such vicious and surly hostility made Liang Yuesheng's spine feel a little shivering.

"It's you." Feiwen's voice was extremely hoarse.

It is not hard for Liang Yuesheng to imagine how this guy, as Lan Ye's enemy, was defeated by Belial and imprisoned on the roof.

"What are you doing here?" The hoarse voice was full of vigilance.

This kind of vigilance made Liang Yuesheng feel a little funny, he is just an ordinary human being, and to the devil, he is a side dish to give away.As a demon who could fight Lan Ye a little bit, Feiwen didn't have to be so nervous.

"I'm just here to wander around, don't worry about me, just go on sleeping."

"Turn around casually? Just turn around casually—" Feiwen sneered, and his voice suddenly became eager and sharp: "This is hell, you, a human being, can wander in casually? Who are you and what do you want to do!"

Liang Yuesheng's eyes widened. Isn't this Belial's home? How could it be hell?

"Excuse me." He turned around and slipped out of the door, only to find that the outside of the house was not the way he came. The stairs covered in blood and flesh had long since disappeared, replaced by the scarlet sky, the endless sea of ​​blood and the way he came. Demons that come and go.

Most of the demons showed greedy expressions when they saw him.The taste of being coveted by creatures above the food chain is not good. While suppressing the uneasiness in her heart, Liang Yuesheng wondered why she came to this apparently hellish place.

After contemplating for a long time, he still had no thoughts.In the end, he had to pull his mind out of thinking and cast it into the world in front of him.

He found that the residents of hell seem to be no different from the residents of the human world, but the former seem to live more idle than humans because of their long life span.There are not a few demons gathering people to have fun. Those guys smelled his scent, glanced at him greedily, and swallowed the taste, which seemed to be trying to provoke trouble.

"Human?" A chubby demon stretched out his hand to him, "I haven't tasted human flesh for a long time—"

"Don't act rashly, how could human beings come to hell? What if it is an envoy pretending to be?" Another demon thought that his voice was very small and whispered in his companion's ear.

"What is an envoy?" The fat-headed demon patted his head in confusion.

"Didn't your Majesty say that an envoy is something that looks similar to a human being, but is hundreds of times stronger than you and me?"

Listening to the conversation between the two demons, Liang Yuesheng finally understood why he was able to travel unimpeded in the hell full of demons. It turned out that even though those demons could smell the sweetness on him, they didn't dare to confirm his identity rashly—— After all, it is unimaginable that mere human beings dare to come to hell alone, it is like a trap.

However, he felt that the caution of those demons did not seem unreasonable. After all, it seems that the protagonist is really not a human being, but an angel who has lost his godhead. The five slags in the war were promoted to full-level tuba.

But the question is: where is he going to find such an elusive thing?

He took out the guide and turned it over carefully, only to find that there was no information about the protagonist's true identity in the guide, and even the protagonist in the guide had no interaction with Belial at all. From the beginning to the end, the protagonist was just An ordinary human holding Lan Ye's thigh.

In desperation, he had to turn to his live broadcast assistant for help.

"Tangyuan, what's going on, this strategy doesn't seem to match the game."

Tangyuan wiped off his sweat, and said falteringly: "Anchor, I just contacted the game company, and the game company said that the official strategy is correct, and there is no plot of the protagonist's identity in the game's settings. I think You may have encountered a virus again, and the virus made the game program go wrong, which caused you to encounter a plot direction that did not exist in the original work."

"Has the virus not been killed yet?" He was desperate.

Tangyuan comforted: "You see, the virus at least adds a lot of fun to your game, and your audience has also increased because of it."

Liang Yuesheng pulled out the control panel and looked at the audience's complaints and expectations about the "hidden plot" in the comment area of ​​the live broadcast room. Will they be disappointed when they get a virus?

Yet before the audience was disappointed, he felt as if he had met despair.Because when he closed the control panel and returned to the game world, he found that there were more than a dozen demons with hideous faces beside him.

He is surrounded by guards from hell.

"Whether you are a human or an envoy, you have to die here today!" Before he finished speaking, the demons raised their weapons and rushed forward, casting a black shadow on his cheeks.

His eyes widened. It was obviously impossible to avoid attacks from all directions in such a short period of time. If he wanted to escape death, he had to fight back——

In an instant, a golden light flashed, and the flames surged out, like a galloping dragon hovering upwards, protecting him in the protective screen formed by the flames.

Liang Yuesheng was slightly taken aback, and looked around, thinking that he had met a nobleman, but he could read the look of fear from the eyes of those demons.

He lowered his head in surprise, only to see that the source of the flames was actually the jade around his neck, and the necklace that Lan Ye took off from his neck seemed to have played a role at this time.

All of a sudden, the demons clamoring to take his life scattered like birds and beasts, probably calling for rescuers.Liang Yuesheng understood that he had to leave here as soon as possible. After all, hell is the domain of demons, and he could not stand the battle alone anyway, not to mention that the sudden flame might disappear in a second.The most urgent task is to find a way back to the human world and successfully fight with Belial.

The flames still surrounded him, forming a dazzling barrier.Liang Yuesheng rubbed his eyes, trying to relieve the fatigue caused by staring at the high-temperature flames for a long time, but when he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in an empty room with a grand piano placed in the center.The sun shines in from the window, gentle and bright.

He pushed open the door and found that the door was actually a spiral downward staircase.The exaggerated flower carvings exude a taste of luxury, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a blue sky.

He actually returned to the human world in the blink of an eye.

Liang Yuesheng pressed his temples, his heart beating non-stop.He wasn't sure whether what he had seen or heard before was a hallucination or reality. After all, such an experience was too incredible. However, when he noticed the jade stone on his neck, he was stunned.

There is a gold dust the size of a firefly on the jade, like a kindling for a nap.The grain of gold seemed to have noticed his gaze, flowing on the surface of the jade.

"It turned out to be alive..." He couldn't help sighing.

The small golden particles seemed to understand his words, drilled out from the surface of the jade, suspended in the air, and slowly floated into the crevices of his nails.

He thought it would hurt, but found that his worries were unnecessary.

It's just that somewhere, he seemed to feel a sense of familiarity that had traveled through a long time.

In an instant, fragments of memory came one after another, his eyes widened, his back leaned against the door frame, and he slid down slowly.

The author has something to say:

I am really sorry, I am busy at the end of the year, and I went to work overtime yesterday. I wanted to make a change today, but it turned out to be busy again today.

Let's see if I have time to add some words next week...