Lord God decides to die

To modify the script, we must first find the loopholes in the script.

What counts as OOC and what counts as a flaw in logic, these are different from person to person.Sometimes, as long as the approver is in a good mood, even the book that is turned around can be approved, and when the mood is not good, the book that has strict logic can be returned to the furnace and remade.

Now Ni Zijiao is here to criticize.

He turned the script back to the ending summary page and picked up his pen.

The wizard had been eyeing this group of warriors since before the Misty Swamp, and he would never let any of his prey go.

So logically speaking, the tsunami encountered by John and his party should also be the work of a wizard.

And the reason why he created a tsunami for John and his party, while the treatment for the white-haired swordsman and his party was slow and leisurely torture——

Because, he thinks that John's behavior of changing the route halfway and giving up before reaching the forest is very cheap.The wizard had even lost the idea of ​​playing with him.

Ni Zijiao re-recorded this passage into the script.

Then a new contradiction is born.

If the player at this time, like other warriors, does not have sufficient information and just randomly selects the branch plots before him blindly, then it is impossible to determine whether he is a "brave" or a "coward".

Therefore, the ending of forced death is unreasonable.

Ni Zijiao followed the logic and erased the [DEADEND] column with great interest.

So, now is the time to redefine the plot of Harbor Line.

To organize a new plot, it must be based on the character and experience of the main characters, so as not to appear abrupt.

There are only three main characters.The wizard and the player play two warriors.The others are background cloths that will undoubtedly die in the end.

Regarding the character design of the wizard, Zixu Wuyou wrote very seriously, and there are many places for Ni Zijiao to dig.The ancestral home of the wizard is in the Dragon Bone Plateau.His grandparents migrated along the river on the plateau, crossed the boundless ocean, and came to the forest to build an ancient castle.

They are talented, and they are the most powerful ancient race in the vicinity, but they have been shrouded in the haze of curse all their lives. Creatures that have been watched by them——unless they are of the same blood, even the closest couple cannot escape. .The strong will lose their souls and become the beasts they drive; the weak will fall into a deep sleep, never to wake up.

Until the generation of wizards, his bloodline has undergone a mutation.

From his father's generation and above, gazing at his relatives will not bring curses, but the power in the blood of the wizard is too strong. After he awakened his magical talent after being crowned as an adult, none of the relatives and friends he swept away were cursed.

The ancient magic is powerful, and the spirit of the subject will be tortured forever.

His relatives and friends scolded and beat him during the last waking hours, and their last words were to let the young wizards kill them the first second they lost their minds.

The wizard fulfilled everyone's last words in silence, and sank the remains into the ocean through which they migrated.

For the rest of his life, he tried many ways to break the curse, but his ancestors had exhausted all means before him, only to find sadly that the spell that had left them in eternal loneliness was etched in their bones and could never be lifted of.

Over the past hundred years, the sun has shone into the dark forest. A few young hunters who don't believe in magic took risks and entered the castle despite the persuasion of their relatives. They tried to become friends with the wizard, but they still scolded the wizard for his cruelty , while dying tragically under the curse.

Today, wizards no longer believe in any salvation.

——If time comes back again.

he thinks.

—He will never sink the remains of his relatives and old friends into the bottom of the sea.

——Even if it becomes a irrational beast, at least the pet will obediently fall under his feet, and will not hate him, let alone run away.

——In that case, he will not become what he is today...

——It looks worse than a monster.

So... when John chose to escape, how could the wizard who was having fun throw a tsunami to finish them off because they were bored?

Ni Zijiao continued to write.

[There is a team of warriors who fled cowardly. 】

【The warrior you have chosen not only pierced your curse, but also made a wrong judgment. 】

【——Escape. 】

【"Will not let them go."】

【You look at the warriors marching towards the harbor in the crystal ball, and mutter to yourself so gloomyly. 】

[How could something that was noticed by the wizard escape like this? 】

[All ignorance and ignorance will return to chaos and become your slaves. 】

[In anger, you took off your disguise and put on the richly decorated gown you wore at the coming-of-age ceremony, just like the violet prince they said. 】

[You follow John's team, intending to give the most profound punishment to the cowardly. 】

The team members following John looked around vigilantly while pushing through the fog.

When they reached the edge of the swamp, the mist and miasma gradually receded, and the mud under their feet became thicker, and the skeleton covered with gray-green moss disappeared at some point, which no longer made people so disturbed.

——But, the closer you get to the castle, the more dangerous it should be?

Such thoughts were born in people's hearts, but no one dared to ask.

Most of the people who came here accepted John's judgment unconditionally. They would rather question themselves than the prestige captain.

On the way in the swamp, many people killed their mounts due to the predicament of insufficient rations. At this time, they could only trek with their legs. Although the marching speed had slowed down, the voices of moaning and sighing were still heard endlessly.

And the black-haired young man who looked thin and deceitful, holding two horses, was naturally eye-catching.

When Ni Zijiao left the team, Lin Pei had already noticed these gazes.

He tightened the reins and walked casually, with a cold smile rising from the corner of his mouth.

The owners of these gazes thought they were hiding their intentions well, but after all, they were too young and inexperienced to see what a terrifying devil this seemingly harmless young man in front of them was.

[You come to the front of the line, where the sand is golden, the foam and noise of the waves splash the clear blue sky, and the sun exudes a nostalgic atmosphere that disgusts you. 】

[If you can, you never want to return to this old land where you scatter the ashes of your family. 】

[The place where the sea and the sky meet is hazy and dim.It appears that a tsunami is about to hit the beach. 】

[Accompanied by the loud voice of seagulls singing, you begin to chant the curse that makes cowards beyond redemption. 】

[Acquired Skill: Spiritual Storm]

Facing the direction where the warriors were about to arrive, Ni Zijiao softly chanted a spell.The warriors who were dozens of miles away heard the looming sound of the tsunami, and in the midst of being in doubt, they suddenly had a splitting headache, hugged their heads and rolled on the ground screaming, and those who were not determined fell to the ground bleeding from all seven orifices .

——In the final analysis, the player chose to follow John, after all, he made a wrong answer, so it is impossible to lower the difficulty.Otherwise, it is regarded as improper favoritism and fraud.

The wizard's chanting voice is different from the dry and eerie voices of other spellcasters.

It is clean, light, melodious and beautiful, like an unknown ballad lost in the distant years. No wonder bards would spread this strange story all over the world as if they had lost their souls.

Psychic storms will destroy the brain nerves of humans, turning them into monsters that can only be ordered by wizards.Ni Zijiao waited by the harbor for a long time, but there was no sign of him.

The rhythm of the sound of the waves is like a lullaby that lulls you to sleep.Ni Zijiao yawned, squatted down, and smeared on the beach with his fingers.

——Lin Pei.

By the time Lord Lord God reacted, he had unconsciously written the name in the sand.

Ni Zijiao was slightly taken aback, and just about to erase these two words, a shadow blocked his vision.

"Is the wizard calling me?"

A chuckle descended from the top of his head, he looked up, and saw the handsome and tall black-haired young man sheathing his sword, he was covered in blood, the back of his hand was bandaged, and the corners of his eyes were tired after fighting.

When Ni Zijiao saw him, he froze for a moment, took out the wizard's monocle, and looked into the depths of the swamp.

He saw... including Captain John, the soldiers who were supposed to turn into his monsters were lying in a huge pool of blood, and the horror of seeing some terrible creature still remained on the faces of several dead.

Ni Zijiao put down his glasses and looked inquisitively at the calm young man.

The player kills the warrior, all of them.

Even though the growth rate is astonishing, the player is not omnipotent, and there are countless people who are stronger than him.It is extremely dangerous to withstand the strong mental pressure brought about by the wizard's curse, and at the same time fight alone with a team of hundreds of people.

Ni Zijiao said slowly: "Before I was curious, if I didn't rewrite the script, would you have to die all the way—"

He glanced coldly at the young man with a smirk, and continued: "So you're 'gambling'."

Bet on whether he would fix the plot and give him a way out... Of course, it doesn't matter if he doesn't, probably, he has already found a way out, and now he doesn't even kill John, who is leading the team?Following John was just a cover he used to scare himself.

But why Lin Pei disobeyed him, Ni Zijiao is still at a loss.

He felt that the most likely thing was that Lin Pei was threatened.But none of his subordinates are so daring—even the Ghost Emperor, who is most adept at going to Fang Jiewa, only dares to make trouble secretly.

No one dared to provoke the Lord God.

But now Lin Pei really made Ni Zijiao angry.

Ni Zijiao turned around, Lin Pei's expression changed, and he grabbed his wrist.Ni Zijiao glanced back at him, and there was a crisp sound of metal colliding in his hands.

The entangled chains were like silver snakes spitting out letters, quickly wrapping around the young man's neck, turning him into a taming beast in the hands of a wizard.

[The human beings who can stay awake under your spell and come to you safely must be brave men with firm beliefs.You appreciate them so much——]

[It’s really a good mental power tonic. 】

【You even smelled the rich nutrition in his brain and blood, licked your lips, and your eyes sparkled with excitement. 】