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Vol 2 Chapter 503: ·BE 15·"Heart"

"Noel." Su Ming'an called out the name.

After a third of the blood was drawn, he was teleported to Noel.

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[Mil Chris' Bloodmark Pocket Watch: Calling a person's name can instantly teleport to him. Lose a third of the body's blood with each use. 】

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The red light flashed, and there was a solid feeling of the ground under his feet. Su Mingan raised his head and saw that Nuoer was putting a blade on the blue rose cane.

When he heard the movement of the transmission, Nuoer looked back at him, and his eyes flashed with astonishment.

"...You, aren't you planning to kill me?" Su Mingan asked as if joking...

Noel blinked and understood immediately.

"Of course not." Noel put away his cane: "I think after the tentacles expand to a certain extent, you may have a special mutation."

"It's okay, you can escape first, don't worry about me." Su Ming'an said.

"...Really." Noel nodded: "It seems that you have made a decision, so I will not interfere."

He turned around and ran towards the outer zone, his figure became a little blurry.

Watching Nuoer go away, Su Ming'an suddenly heard a voice.

This is a system prompt sound, the sound is extremely cold.

"Ding dong!"

[The "Road to Purification" mission has been completed. 】

[Get Skill Upgrade Stone*1. 】

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Su Ming'an was slightly taken aback.

He turned back and found that the tentacles that had been banned from his activities suddenly began to spread maniacally. They expanded endlessly, extending outwards like an overturned river.

They quickly broke through the range of 10,000 yards and forcibly helped him complete the mission of the road of purification.

Seeing this scene, Su Ming'an was not surprised.

...that's why he didn't run away.

Because he couldn't escape at all.

"Dong dong."

He heard the sound like a heart beating again. The tentacles around him seemed to be alive, out of his control.

——It's like, the real owner of the tentacles is about to wake up.

He fell into a state of alienation.

Nuoer, who had already run a distance, turned back immediately. A sharp knife appeared on the top of his cane, stabbing towards Su Ming'an's heart, just like the previous one.

However, the next moment, a tentacle rose from the ground and penetrated Noel's heart first.

...Before Nuoer was going to help Su Mingan go back, the tentacle monster killed Nuoer first.

Nuoer's pupils shrank, intense pain filled his body, those azure blue eyes dimmed little by little, dark red, bright red, slightly black blood scattered from all over his body out.

His mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, only bright red blood flowed out.

Su Mingan watched this scene.

Noel died in front of his eyes.

Su Ming'an originally thought that the tentacle would kill Nuoer after killing him, but he didn't expect that the tentacle would just get close to him, rubbing his face like a kitten.

Slippery, greasy, with a tarry touch on the surface of the tentacles, it feels uncomfortable to rub on.

It didn't kill him, it just wrapped around his limbs, like snuggling him.

He once again felt the situation where his whole body was gradually losing control.

These tentacles entangled him almost tenderly, pulling him and preventing him from escaping. His mind was stripped away, his body lost control, and his san value fell off a cliff...

...he was fully aware of the whole process of being "alienated" by the tentacle monster.

He saw the intricate apparition again, and the splendid goo filled his vision. He gradually became unaware of everything in the outside world—

Loss of body control.

Loss of five senses.

The ability to think is weakened.

Presence fades.

But a strand of hair scraped his face.

Silvery, like mercury.

He heard a burst of laughter.

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[Perfect clearance progress: 65%]

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Because he lost his ability to think, Su Ming'an couldn't remember what happened next.

In the dazed chaos, he felt that someone seemed to be very close to him.

The white, slightly swaying hair scratched his unconscious ears, she raised her hand and covered his eyes.

"Next, something terrible will happen, you don't want to see anything." She seemed to say so.

She held his hand and ran through the layers of sludge. The rich blood energy spread around, and the tentacles of the huge monster swallowed towards the sky as if alive.

He sits amidst the wriggling tentacles, like a sculpture. People were running away, and the whole world was shaking and whining.

He doesn't remember the specific details, but it seems that something very sad and sad happened later.

In front of him, the silver-haired woman, she let go of the hand covering his eyes and helped him wipe away the warm blood flowing from the corners of his eyes.

Even though he lost his ability to think, he still vaguely remembered these pictures.

Through the layers of darkness and sticky substances, he, who was sluggish in his thinking, could vaguely pass through the blood mist in his field of vision, and see the deep sadness in her eyes.

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[...Sibel, let go of Su Ming'an! ] He heard someone shouting.

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[…Evil god, heretic, today is your end! ] He heard someone being judged righteously.

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[Unfortunately, you still embarked on such a path, Qian Qian, Jiu Shen is an evil god, and no one can escape from his bewitchment. We had hoped that the rest of your life would be better. 】He heard someone's voice full of regret.

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【……Do not lie to me. ] He heard a very sad sigh.

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[Siebel, promise me. 】

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【From now on, you are... 】

The sound became more and more complicated.

He gradually lost his hearing.

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All kinds of voices blew away from his ears, like the invisible wind.

Among the voices, there were male voices, female voices, old and young, some shouted, some spoke sternly, and some wept silently.

They converged into a torrent that snaked before his eyes.

At last,

It was as if someone had made a hysterical, pitch-shifting cry.

"Ah ah—!"

"what--"

The sound was like a broken gong, as mournful as the cry of blood.

"Ah ah—"

"what……"

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He seemed to be watching a silent film with no meaning. Things kept happening, but he had stopped thinking because of alienation.

It's just that these pictures are constantly pouring into his mind that paused to think through his numb eyes, and they are etched in his memory.

Like a manipulated puppet, his thoughts were hazy for a long time, and he almost forgot who he was.

He only vaguely remembered that during this period, there seemed to be a figure with a mantis parked on its shoulders, rushing towards him, and then engulfed by blood.

And he just watched.

He, who has been alienated, just opened his eyes in despair, numbness, and couldn't move, watching.

Beside him, someone whispered:

"……it's over."

And he could only remain silent.

Outside the live broadcast room, the audience watched this scene in despair. They believed that the number one player would never be able to change back to the previous number one player.

The first player has become an NPC puppet.

He permanently lost his mind in the dungeon, he was alienated, and he stopped at the peak of the eighth world. This is a sad ending.

And Noel, the only one who knew how to break the game, had already been killed by tentacles early, and could no longer help him go back to change all this.

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An hour after Su Mingan lost consciousness, a piece of broken white shards suddenly began to twist in his heart.

It was closed, spliced, and within a few seconds, it seemed to be reversed by time, gradually turning into a pure white square solid.

"Adventurer, look, our world is very sad."

Ahead, the white-haired woman who controlled the tentacles to engulf the world was talking to him.

She didn't get a response, but she didn't care either.

She touched the bright red curse fire flower on her head, tucked it into her hair that was loose, and then turned back gently.

She thought she would see the same alienated him as before.

As a result, she saw a white square solid that was stirred up from the cloth of his chest.

It pierced through the fabric, protruding from the chest, and gradually began to turn red and warm.

She smelled the smell of gunpowder, her expression changed drastically, and she was about to pounce immediately.

"Boom!"

The explosion happened suddenly.

Su Ming'an's body was torn apart by the explosion, and the suddenly formed explosive exploded, and it tore his heart to pieces directly from his chest and abdomen.

This bomb, which was frozen by Michael and backtracked, finally exploded as expected an hour after he lost consciousness.

The white-haired woman looked at this scene in shock, she pounced on him, and looked at his broken corpse and howled.

At this moment, when he was on the verge of death, a moment of clarity flashed in Su Ming'an's sluggish mind.

All the scenes after he was alienated began to replay in his mind.

He remembered most of what would happen later.

Death returns.

Alienation terminated.

After the darkness passed, he opened his eyes again.

In the sky, several players came to investigate. At this time, the world mission to destroy the evil **** had just been released.

"Evil God! Today is the day of your demise—"

In the sky, Mizushima Chuankong, holding a blazing white long sword, shouted loudly, like thunder.

The wind on the roof of the stone castle was a bit strong, and it blew his sweaty hair.

Beside him, the tentacles lay quietly, and the strange heartbeat has not yet appeared.

……came back.

He stretched out his hand, as if he could still see the alienated fluid substance covering his whole body. He seemed to have become an unconscious corpse in an instant, a stone statue deprived of his ability to think. The alienation pain that lasted for a full hour was particularly clear at this moment.

Possessing complete vision, smell, pain and perception, but unable to utter a complete sentence, as long as he opened his eyes, he seemed to be able to see the pair of pale eyeballs staring at him.

"—Su Ming'an, why are you standing among the tentacles... So that's the case, are you a Heretic God this time? Are all these abnormalities caused by you?" Mizushima Chuankong, who had just arrived, found this place. The movement of him instantly locked him standing on the roof of the stone castle.

Su Ming'an turned a deaf ear to her words. He just lowered his head and looked at his hands that were as good as new, as if he were looking at some cherished treasure.

Last week, he was alienated, watching them turn into pitch-black mucus, inch by inch, his melted fingers mixed with the chaotic substances on his body. At that time, he couldn't control his fingers, he couldn't control his palm, he couldn't speak, he couldn't move... It was as if he had been locked in a shell cast by his body, and everything became bizarre in his eyes.

The endless fear made him tremble even now, his eyes moved stiffly, and for a moment, he had a self-destructive desire to tear his chest apart.

...just to curb this kind of fear that has stretched so far.

In the past, he could use his body and emotions to do anything that could promote the progress of customs clearance. As time progresses, he no longer sees himself as a sufficient person, but more like a detachable prop for achieving goals. He can split his ability to express, split his emotional contagion, split his emotions about everything and everyone, split his thinking, beliefs and philosophy, split his tolerance for pain, emotional feedback, Split his basic logical reasoning and empathy abilities.

……This construction is a qualified "first player".

Because he knew that he was born with insufficiency and lack of ability, he needed to carry out these "splits".

Because he is weak and because virtue does not match, he wants to use everything that can be used. And the most suitable, and also the few power he controls, is his death.

...if his death can extend the road ahead, then let him die.

If his death can reveal the truth of customs clearance, then go to die.

Therefore, in order to obtain clues after the alienation, he can let himself be in the one-hour alienation last week to find an opportunity to break the game.

He thought it was no big deal. He had done a lot of things like this before. Whether it was dying through the temple, draining blood to infuse the magic circle, or being torn apart by an explosion, being crushed into meat patties, being pushed down from a kilometer high and falling to death... He has experienced such pain. many.

His spiritual points are also high enough, and he is sure to adjust his state after the alienation is over, just like he did in Baisha Paradise.

He is not as smart as a demon, nor can he punch the organizer, kick the boss rabbit, he can't cut melons and vegetables like a hero, and easily win a complete victory.

Therefore, he can only open the way by stepping on his own body.

Human beings have traveled on the road from birth to death all their lives, and he just made a few more trips between the starting point and the ending point. If you don't even have this kind of awareness, let alone win back your homeland in a desperate game.

He just couldn't feel at ease, enjoying this gift of fate called death, indulging in high status and wasting.

No matter how painful or tortured.

but now,

After experiencing death and experiencing the pain of alienation that is dozens of times more painful,

The string that he had been tensing was somewhat broken.

physical pain,

It can easily spread to a mental breakdown.

"—Su Ming'an, does your silence mean acquiescence?"

Mizushima Chuankong looked at Su Ming'an who was bowing his head and said nothing, his eyebrows stood upright: "Your identity is the evil god, and the player and their leader are compatible, so it seems that you are indeed-"

She raised the flaming sword in her hand and became emotional.

"By the way, I almost forgot to ask you—Qing, who I am missing—you have seen her, right? She has been missing since the sixth world. She mentioned it to me, and she went to find you.

However, she has not heard from her until now. If she comes back, she will definitely come to me...

——Only you, only you can force her to lose her player status. You have a grudge, and you are the only person in power who can switch between NPC and player status——

——You killed her!"

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[Evil God, today is the day of your demise. 】

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Above the sky, a black-haired woman like a **** loudly pronounced the sin of the evil one.

What she wielded in her hand was the sword that burned the bodies of the exiles.

This blazing white flame symbolizes purification, it wants to burn up all the ominous things in the world, and its name is "judgment".

The people raised their heads.

They knelt down, sang, and prayed loudly to her brave, straight-backed shadow facing the evil god.

Under the brilliant, blazing sun, the judge's long hair fluttered in the wind—

The wind is full of praise and the voice of freedom.

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