I died on the first day of the game

"You did a great job, boy, it was the right choice."

"I'm going to prepare for a new blessing day tomorrow morning. Remember to wear priestly robes and come to church as usual."

Javier sent Yi Mian to the door of his house, and kindly told him what he needed to do tomorrow as usual, as if he was not at all worried that the other party would run away.

Yi Mian's fingers were slightly chilled by the wind, he wrapped his robe tightly, and nodded to the old bishop.

The next day.

When the first ray of sunlight hits the town, the door of the church is already open to welcome its faithful believers.

Behind the bushes not far behind the church, the green leaves moved, and there were three figures in it.

"Brother Li, we still have time to go..."

Zhao Mo kept poking his head, watching the old man with the gray beard enter the church, and then several residents entered one after another.

He pulled away the branches and leaves scraped off his sportswear, and said with his fingers: "There are more than 20 of them, including old people, children and girls, and their fighting power is at most in their early teens. They can't beat us, or we should take Yi Mian Can you save me?"

Although it's easy to say, but they all feel that Yi Mian can't beat more than a dozen people. He was arrested by default and didn't go to rescue them last night. Zhao Mo was even worried that the other party would be abused by the followers.

"Yeah, Brother Li, you didn't hear that yesterday. The 'sacrifice' they talk about is definitely dangerous."

Zhou Fen repeated the hymn of the believers to Li Chengshang, and stared at the path in front of the church frequently with uneasy eyes, to distinguish whether there was a black-haired young man.

Li Chengshang's attitude has always been firm, and his tone is no longer gentle at the beginning: "I will not interfere with what you do, but don't think about it again. No matter what, I will pass the customs."

Then he ignored the persuasion of the other two teammates and stuck in place like a stone sculpture.

More and more people entered the church, until all the residents gathered in the white pointed house, and no one walked outside.

Yi Mian sat firmly on the chair, holding the unfolded kraft paper in her right hand, and glanced down at the prayers that she had read countless times.

The believers below were not as turbulent or abnormal as imagined, they all knelt and sat on the blanket obediently, their fiery eyes swept over him and the old bishop.

Javier stepped onto the stage, organized a series of complicated procedures like yesterday, and gestured for Yi Mian to come forward.

"Son, it's your turn."

He tapped the paper on which the prayer was written, and the meaning was self-evident.

Yi Mian came up slowly, raised her hand, and rested it on her chest, lowered her jaw slightly to draw a smooth arc, and whispered words of praise to the gods under the expectant eyes of everyone.

"Glory to the town, people's faith."

"Redemption of dark souls, the hymn is sung forever."

The believers listened carefully, and unconsciously echoed in their mouths.

Gradually, the voice became louder and louder, almost overshadowing the peaceful prayer of the young man in front of the statue.

"Turn nothingness into reality, and bury all crimes and evils."

"Come to this land and bring happiness and hope to believers."

The voice became louder and louder, and the expressions of the believers were almost crazy. Some people could not wait to shout: "Great God Yiwei, quickly bring me better things! I will always believe in you!"

The complicated voices in my ears gathered together, noisy and chaotic, and some people were crying and laughing for no apparent reason.

Looking at the various expressions in front of him, Yi Mian's prayer slowed down, and he finally figured out what the voice in the basement was at the very beginning of the game.

It sounds like weeping, shouting, howling of humans and howling of beasts, as if from hell.

It was the desperate but sincere prayers of the people buried underground.

The bishop stood up excitedly and walked around, even beckoning to Zhao Mo and the others who were sneaking around the church door: "Come in, you will also feel the blessing of God Yiwei!"

Li Chengshang looked at the fanatical believers with disdain, and said, "No need, we just need to help us through the agreement... just help us release a few friends!"

The black-haired priest was concentrating on reciting with his head down, not paying attention to these people at all. Javier glanced at each other and said with a smile: "You betrayed our priest, will I still agree to your request?"

"You! You lied to us?!"

The man's face froze, his tone immediately raised, and he raised his eyebrows angrily.

"of course not."

Javier didn't care about the other party's anger, he stroked his sleeves and said slowly, "It's very difficult for me, even as a bishop, to snatch people from believers."

"However, anything is negotiable. Now promise to join us and become a believer of the Yiwei God Religion. We will satisfy all your requests. For our own people, we will always respond to requests."

Zhao Mo gritted his teeth and said, "Grass, Brother Li, this is their trap!"

"I……"

Li Chengshang's rationality told him that he could not agree, and his past experience allowed him to immediately distinguish that this was a trap and a temptation.

But other voices from the bottom of his heart crept out, whispering another thought into his head.

What if he pretended to agree?Anyway, this is a game, not reality, and the church cannot affect him. He is an atheist at all, and has no so-called beliefs.

After the target task is accomplished, he can leave the game immediately and will no longer have any relationship with this church.

No matter how powerful a "god" is, it is impossible to catch up with the real world and instill teachings on him by pressing his head.

Zhou Fen saw that he didn't refuse immediately, but her attitude was still a little shaken, so she pulled him hard anxiously: "Brother Li! Brother Li?! He's a liar! Don't be fooled by him again!"

Javier lowered his voice, his voice was solemn and majestic: "Come here, child, here is everything you want."

Chengshang Li didn't seem to be able to see the obstruction of others, so he shook off the two of them and stepped into the church door on his own.

What does he want?

The voice in the bottom of my heart is asking myself.

Countless thoughts popped up, to complete the task, to clear the game, to escape from one cycle after another, money, fame, success...

The man walked up to the statue step by step without hindrance, his eyes focused on the surface, and his movements were sluggish.

Javier watched this scene with satisfaction, and urged Yi Mian: "Quick, hurry up and continue reading, don't you want him to join us?"

Yi Mian also saw Li Chengshang's confusion, and was obviously about to persuade himself to join the church.

He suddenly extinguished the idea of ​​waking up the other party, and even wanted to speed up to finish these prayers, watching the man step into the trap step by step.

The person in front of him betrayed himself, proving to him that human nature is sinister, and being confused by the game is self-inflicted, and it is completely reasonable for him not to help.

He only needs to complete his own tasks. He has always been alone, and he does not need teammates before and in the future.

Javier seemed to be able to see through his heart, and encouraged: "God bless Yiwei, follow your ideas, child! Be bold!"

Do you really want to watch Li Chengshang die?

Do you really not need teammates?

Was he... so cold-blooded?

The question floated up and was suppressed, Yi Mian no longer looked at the kraft paper, but turned his eyes to the pitch-black statue, turned his tongue slightly, and spit out a name.

"As a priest, I pray to the great God of Light."

"you?!"

The old bishop was closest to him, and his face changed instantly. He didn't care about holding the cane, and wanted to cover his mouth with trembling legs.

But Yi Mian would not give the other party a chance to meet him at all, while the crowd was still dancing with demons, he threw the kraft paper aside, and recited another set of prayers familiarly.

"Lead the lost lambs and guide the bright direction."

"Purify the evil mind and light the pure torch."

"Please return to the town shrouded in fog."

Yi Mian dodged the old bishop's outstretched hand, took out a small bottle from his bosom, and smashed it hard on the statue.

The liquid exploded and splashed in all directions, and white smoke rose from the surface of the huge black statue, shaking violently.

"what happened?!"

"Don't! Stop!!"

Finally, some believers came to their senses and rushed forward eagerly to press the statue back in place.

Several people rushed over and were all shaken away by it. The sound of "click, click" continued, and spider web-like traces spread across the spherical body, which cracked like shattered glass.

The thick statue didn't shatter immediately, the gloss on the surface became dull, and translucent figures separated from it.

The potholes on the surface are the protruding joint bones of the human body, stacked on top of each other, with no boundaries visible.

Like peeling a huge fruit, the shell made up of human figures gradually disappeared, and an old white statue stood quietly on the ground.

The author has something to say:

Lee Chengshang:

Willpower is reduced!

【Confused】

Life is lowered!

Sleepy:

Willpower is reduced!

【not to be confused】

Sensibility and IQ increased!

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