I save the world by summoning players to science

—The line is connected again.

The prey that had been entangled in the spider's web could not escape the fate of being eaten in the end.

Borg discovered this fact almost in desperation.

Just when he thought he had escaped from the nightmare, the nightmare entangled him again.

Obviously he had already finished praying to the God of Magic, trying to firmly believe in science like those believers in science, but the seemingly endless thin thread still traced him, turning him into a puppet on the stage, making him Once again fell into the abyss.

Until this moment, Borg finally understood the source of fear of those seniors who had taken the same path as him.

It is the powerlessness that stems from being controlled by others in life, and it is the trembling that cannot escape the shackles no matter how hard you struggle.

He was driven to despair by this fear, and because of this despair, he became more and more frightened, and finally fell into the mud, falling towards the endless abyss.

"dong dong dong"

The door was knocked suddenly, and the sound rushed through the empty living room, passed through the door of his magic research room, and reached his ears, making him unconsciously straighten his back because of the sudden sound .

To be honest, he hadn't really been able to talk to other people much these days.

Just like those great magicians who fled to the uninhabited forest in a panic, and then wrote these magic notes, now he is also afraid of communicating with people.

In the beginning, it might have just come from the anger towards oneself and the gods, but now it is more of the fear of those prying eyes.

He didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he always felt that the figure of the gods seemed to be hidden behind everyone else, and all the believers in this world were their faithful eyes.Therefore, the whole world has no place to hide, no corner to hide.

"dong dong dong"

The sound of knocking on the door seemed to be endless, and at this moment, the sound of light knocking on the door seemed to hit his eardrum directly, making it impossible for him to hide.

It stands to reason that before that, he had arranged for all the people related to him.

No one would rush to find someone when the great magician was studying in closed doors. Even the male servant who delivered meals to him at regular intervals every day to prevent him from starving to death would only quietly take the key to open the door, and carefully put the food on the table. the door of his room.

What are those people standing outside the door looking for him now? !

Could it be that the gods finally discovered his secret and appointed their followers to execute him on the spot? !

All of these things that are happening now are out of his control, and he is also in a panic because of this loss of control.

Suddenly, the knocking on the door stopped abruptly.

Because of this change, Borg could hardly control his own thoughts.

Are they discussing at the door how to break in and arrest him, or are they all just an illusion used to deceive him, wanting to guard his door and wait for the door to open in the future, or walk lightly with the servants? Entering his house, pouring poison on those soft white breads... Or, they have already knocked on his door at this time, and they are putting their ears on the door in the same posture as he is now, listening to the other side of the wooden door. Sound from one side...

Almost unreasonable, Borg thought of countless illogical possibilities and deceived himself into assuming them to be real.

Madness took root in his brain, absorbed what little sanity was left as nourishment, and then grew wantonly.

Almost out of control, he let his fragile mental power rush out of the body and fill the entire house, trying to figure out the movements of the people outside the door, but he didn't dare to go further out of the house, only daring to curl up behind the door.

"...Isn't this NPC not at home at all? I've knocked on the door for so long, but there's no response from inside." The voices of the players pierced through the door and were captured by Borg's mental power.

Because the words unconsciously brought a game term, to be honest, Borg couldn't even understand what the players said.But at the moment when the mysterious and beautiful words sounded, even though he couldn't understand the meaning of the words, those voices dispelled a little of the coldness around him the moment he heard them.

...However, the number of Scientologists on the streets of Corunna has dropped sharply for some reason recently. Perhaps those outside the door may not be Scientologists, but the hateful minions of the so-called gods.

He thought so wildly and groundlessly that he didn't move.

"...Since we can't find anyone, there's nothing we can do. Put the note away and let's come back tomorrow."

note?

Borg quickly thought of the note requesting that the hospitality be passed on to the Scientologists.

Maybe he was on the verge of madness and couldn't test the authenticity of those Scientologists through the door panel, but the hospitality that had spoken face-to-face with these people holding the note had the possibility of delivering trust.

He honestly grasped the peace in his heart, then pushed open the door of the magic research room and walked to the door.

Taking a deep breath, Borg once again used the magic that changed all his life.

Looking past the twisted and dancing thin threads wrapped around him like living worms, he slowly but firmly looked at the door that kept everyone out, wanting to see clearly through the thick door panel. The true face of the outsider.

He gently opened the door, the faces of the people outside the door were shocked, and the body of the people outside the door was empty.

……

The players follow Borg through the gate.They looked at each other's skinny appearance compared to before, even though they saw the surprise on each other's face and followed each other into the gate, they still couldn't help wondering for a moment whether they had found the wrong person.

This time the conversation was made by the player first, and Gold unilaterally tried to promote the follow-up mission process: "Thank you for the help you gave us earlier, following your guidance, we finally found the trace of the fallen ruins."

"Thank you very much for your help."

Relying on his mental power belonging to the great magician, he quickly remembered the conversation that had something to do with the "Fallen Ruins" that happened back then.

Borg rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "No, no, actually I didn't help much."

... He really didn't help much. The so-called guidance was just to recite an inexplicable sentence from "The Epic of the Empire" in a dull manner under the shock of the refreshed world view.

"How could it not be helpful? If you weren't for your help, we would definitely not be able to find the trace of the fallen ruins in the end, so we would lose all the possibility of killing the gods." Gold praised unilaterally, and then carefully introduced the topic , "That's... how should I put it, we have encountered a problem in the fallen ruins that we have not yet solved. It needs a powerful magician like you to enter the ruins and give us help, so that we can finally succeed in killing God. Target."

"Killing the gods..." If at first Borg contacted them with the idea that "these Scientologists can successfully kill the gods under the guidance of the God of Science", then after he tried to believe in the God of Science, and He tried in vain to use this to get rid of the shackles imposed on him by the God of Magic in the past, but after the thin thread was still crazily entwined around him, his confidence in the God of Science was completely annihilated along with the failure of his thoughts.

"Can such a god of science really kill all the gods in the world..." He murmured unconsciously, and even for a moment he forgot who was standing in front of him.

…Looking down on the gods they say they believe in in front of the believers, if this kind of behavior is placed at any other time, he must not be able to say it under reason.

Jin Jin's unilateral tone was firm: "Of course, you must know that these so-called gods were just ordinary people before. If you can see the real works of Francis with your own eyes, you will know that they are just relying on lies... "

Only halfway through the conversation, Jin Jin's single-sided voice suddenly froze at this moment, unable to speak any further words.

Somehow, he returned directly to the game character selection interface, and the remaining game characters fell straight to the ground.Before the body touched the ground, the body made of magic turned into a handful of light and spread out suddenly, rising into the air and then disappearing completely.

How similar is this scene to the scene when the player dies out of the Fallen Ruins. If these players are lucky enough to see the picture after their death, they will know that these are all bound by the contract.

——You can’t talk about everything you saw and heard in the underwater town with people outside the fallen ruins, or you will bear the consequences.

This is a regulation clearly written in the contract.

In the past, this regulation prevented those skeptical believers from exposing the information of the fallen relics to their master after their consciousness left the angel body and returned to themselves. Now it also prevents players from telling the truth to Borg outside the fallen relics.

It's just that the timing was too coincidental, and he suddenly lost his life when he spoke ill of the gods. It looked more like those gods took action to prevent these "just thugs" from revealing all their sins.

It's like when the stern bishop and those Scientologists who died under God's punishment fell into the dialectical about scientific electric lights in front of the church.

...And the truth at that time, in today's Cologne, presumably many people can understand the truth in their hearts.

Such a quick and sudden death made all the players who were on the same side as Gold stupid. They didn't know the truth, and they didn't take the "User Notice" seriously. Inexplicable convulsion plot.

The current joint obviously didn't give these players the time to get together to discuss why, they looked at each other a few times, and then one of the players swallowed, afraid of making a taboo for the task, he almost used a tentative tone Talk to Borg: "We may not be able to tell you too much at this time, anyway, in the fallen ruins, there is definitely a top-secret method that can help our God of Science kill all the gods."

"Please trust us." Players naturally believe that the fallen ruins can help them kill gods. After all, the mission routines in the game are generally like this.If you don't follow this routine, the game will definitely not go on.

It is precisely because of the confidence of the old players in the game routines that their voices also have a force that makes people unconsciously believe.

And that's how Borg believed the player's words.

The contract code that was mistaken for God's punishment made the great magician feel the cowardice of the gods again out of nowhere after recalling the past.The power conveyed to him by the players' words gave him the courage to try.

Borg clenched his fists tightly, and the face that looked like a thin skeleton finally glowed with the brilliance of life that belongs to human beings: "Okay, I believe you."

……

At the same time, on the other side, after observing the situation of other players in the game through the ring, Gu Ye in the church room was using the magic circle engraved on his own magic crystal to search for the players.

He found those wind magic players stationed on the hot air balloon on the sea, and it was because of this that the complete disappearance of the rest of the group, including Daydream, made him feel even more flustered.

Gu Ye no longer focused on daydreaming, he tried to search for traces of other fellow players.

Then, he saw the mission players who appeared in Corunna and stayed with Borg.

Naturally, he also heard the half-sentence that was to be continued from Jin's single mouth.