Be dragged into the room by the succubus

A bloody light illuminated the night.

For the contestants who are still in Star Chaser, the experience at this moment is like stepping into a different world.

The game seemed to go completely wrong at one point, and everything started to look different.

The voice of the official announcement could no longer be heard in the ear, and the voice fell into dead silence.

The invisible force hanging over the world has been eroding their minds, and seems to want to sneak into their brains and manipulate them to death.

No one cares about the outcome of the game anymore, no one pays attention to them anymore.

Those gazes that originally belonged to them moved away at some point and looked elsewhere.

But not entirely.

At this moment, they all noticed that there was a greedy and crazy gaze hanging down from the sky!

Those eyes no longer concealed their own existence, greedy for their flesh and soul.

[Trust me! 】

【I will be your savior! 】

[Trust me! 】

【You will gain eternal life in my kingdom! 】

The sound made them feel pain and their heads swell just by hearing it.

Experienced contestants can guess that this is a trap, and they all cover their ears and try not to be disturbed.

but……

eternal life!

The terrifying appeal of the term made them hesitate.

That is eternal life!

It's likely to be fake, but just in case...

And just as their thoughts were about to collapse, they heard a voice.

A sigh.

"Ugh……"

Unable to hear the neutral voices of men and women, they sounded softly in their hearts, tearing apart:

"Isn't it good to die honestly?"

"It's not a good habit to have to drag others on the road together."

click.

It was like a huge shattering sound as the sky split open...

Do not!

Those contestants who were still persevering raised their heads with difficulty, and their eyes opened wide!

Because in the sky, there is indeed a scarlet crack that runs through the entire dark sky!

……

……

"Ah, sorry."

As if suddenly remembering something, Ning Feng gently supported Tuo Xilin, and gestured at the false god who kept screaming at him but could never get close to him.

"The authority of this world is not with you now."

"I don't really want it, but it's in my hands."

A blood-colored ornate dagger appeared in Ning Feng's hands, and the familiar aura on it made the false god even more angry and violent.

He wantonly attacked the surroundings, wanting to destroy everything, wanting to continue to approach.

But all the damage was confined within this space of tens of meters, and no breath could escape.

Quietly looking at the impotent and furious false god, looking at her face against the queen, looking at himself viciously, Ning Feng said pitifully:

"It's a pity that you can't understand all this now, or you will feel insulted, right?"

"How sad."

And... the domain of the gods is really scary.

After accepting the "little help" provided by Ariana, Ning Feng now experiences extraordinary power.

With a more intuitive feeling, he seemed to have taken over something crucial from that light kiss.

For this thing, Ning Feng can actually guess.

【authority】

The authority equivalent to that of a god was lightly handed over to him with just a kiss.

It's amazing, it allows me, who has never experienced the power of the gods, to control it so easily.

Just when Ning Feng lamented the power of this god, the rich woman who gave him everything appeared on his shoulder, and the illusory black cat said with a smile:

[...Okay, it's time to make a decision! 】

【Do you want to try to help him and listen to his difficulties?After all, His original intention was not to take the initiative to hurt other people. There might be some unspeakable secret behind it. 】

[Or, do you want to cut through the mess quickly, worrying that Ye Changmeng will destroy him directly? 】

"Choice?"

Ning Feng shook his head and laughed lowly:

"What's a good choice here?"

Locking the false god in a cage entwined with bloody thorns, Ning Feng turned his head to look at the broken skull in the ruins.

It was the head of the last king of the Rhine Kingdom, the Hero King Reinhardt.

With lowered eyes and no emotion on his face, he whispered to the dead warrior:

"How long are you going to sleep? Reinhardt, don't you want to take revenge with your own hands?"

"Faced with such a result, are you really willing? Can you accept it willingly?"

hum.

There was only half of the head left, and there was a faint fire in the hollow eye sockets, looking straight at the god-like and inhuman existence above the sky.

"Or, you hate gods, so you don't want my help?"

"You can rest assured that I am not a god, but a human being like you."

I'm a half-succubus now, but I'm human in my subjective perception.

Shireen is an atavistic pure-blood elf, but as long as she considers herself human, she is also human.

Although the situation is special, it is the same for the undead.

Even though he has turned into a dead soul at this moment, in Ning Feng's eyes, Reinhardt is still the hero who roars towards fate.

Heroes are also human beings. There will be times when they fail, and they will be crushed by setbacks that fail to see hope again and again.

But the more it is in such a situation, the existence that still climbs up and continues to move forward, the more worthy of the title of hero.

Reinhardt has tried his best, he has done the best he can, even if there is no way to truly destroy the gods, he has created enough time for Ning Feng and Xilin.

It's all right, you can rest.

However, Ning Feng didn't think so.

He wanted Reinhardt to do more...

Ning Feng has the ability to end all this right now, but he is unwilling.

He doesn't want to take on the thanks of the whole world, and he deserves it.

But Reinhardt has this qualification, and now only he has this qualification!

and so……

Ning Feng wanted Reinhardt to end this millennium long-cherished entanglement with his own hands.

He waved his hand lightly towards the ground, and Reinhardt's head floated into the air.

【Tell me... a hero who defied fate. 】

Ariana's voice sounded in Ning Feng's ears, and he followed up word by word:

"Heroes who defy fate."

And the moment he opened his mouth, the whole world changed.

Everything around has come to a standstill.

The original rules of this world have been changed!

There is a force that is forcibly modifying the laws of this world.

[I give you the power of revenge. 】

"I give you the power of vengeance."

[Go and end all this with your own hands. 】

"Go and end this with your own hands."

[In my name. 】

"...in my name."

The voice fell,

The broken bones emerged piece by piece in front of him and were reassembled.

The King of Skeleton, who had been destroyed just now, reappeared on the battlefield at this time, but compared with before, he looked dull and silent at this moment, and seemed lifeless.

"Why, this is the first time you feel powerless?"

When facing the gods, mortals can always experience their own fragility and powerlessness.

Even the anger that was thought to never fade away will be wiped out again and again in front of the huge gap.

hum!

The soul fire in the eye sockets became more intense, but it was still like a candle in the wind that was about to go out.

But Ning Feng didn't care, instead he smiled with satisfaction.

"Very well, it seems that you are willing to do it yourself."

"that's enough."

"You gave up? No, not yet."

If Reinhardt had given up completely, then he would not have recovered in response to Ning Feng's call.

There must be an unquenchable fire in his heart.

Named Wrath, Named the Flame of Hope!

His voice echoed in Reinhardt's mind, repeating over and over again.

"Listen to the voice in your ear...Think about it, why are you recovering again?"

click.

The skeleton with the lowered head moved, and his eyes gradually moved up, looking at the gods in the sky.

The god who called himself human.

And the god lowered his eyes and said softly:

"Go and listen."

Listen to what?

The roar of the false god disappeared, and Reinhardt heard a weak voice that was constantly amplifying.

There are voices coming from the sky, coming from all directions.

The voice said:

【help me! 】

【Kill us! 】

It is the cry of a decayed and ruined world.

【King, save us. 】

【King Reinhardt! 】

It was the wail of his people, the pain of being trapped in a decayed group for thousands of years.

They're talking, they're craving Reinhardt.

Their voices are like pairs of rotten hands, pulling Reinhardt down into the abyss!

No, that's not all.

In addition to the sound of mountains roaring and tsunami, there was another voice.

Although it is weak in comparison, it is indeed the strength that has really supported him to persist until now.

【Wang, let's go first. 】

【Linehardt, you will definitely become a hero. 】

【My son, you will definitely become a better king than me, so do it!Then, don't let anyone know the truth! 】

It is the trust of comrades in arms.

It is the expectations and demands of his father when he was dying.

【Linehardt, I believe in you. 】

[Even if it hurts, you must live on. 】

It was the parting of a friend, the trust and loyalty that could rival the gods and go against the will of the gods.

[There is no way to hold your hand anymore. 】

[Sorry, I couldn't leave you an heir. 】

It was a lover's farewell, a sad whisper at this tragic fate.

Reinhardt thought he had forgotten these, he thought he no longer remembered them.

But they never left.

Turning around, Reinhardt's movements froze,

Behind Reinhardt, there is a mighty long river, in which familiar figures emerge one by one.

They were watching him silently.

"...You guys, are you still willing to trust me?"

Nodding silently, none of the figures hesitated.

At the front of the crowd, Queen Mary stepped up to Reinhardt's side, raising her hand to hold his face.

"We never doubted you."

"Nothing will make you give up on you, not even death."

Standing on tiptoe, she kissed Reinhardt lightly, and then gradually melted into his body.

"It's not for me... Please take revenge on him for yourself."

"Just for you, that's enough."

In Reinhardt's sluggishness, figures collided with him one after another and merged into his body.

Gradually, flesh and blood grew, and the skeleton king in armor gradually changed his appearance.

It is no longer the ferocious appearance of the undead, but has become the heroic appearance in front of him, but the tears falling in his eyes are in great contrast with his current image.

Tears flow wantonly.

The lonely king didn't raise his hand to wipe it, but just clenched his fists hard, suppressing the sobs in his throat.

"All these fates have been carried on by you, and you should end them."

Reinhard raised his head, letting the tears flow down his face, he bowed his head to Ning Feng.

"……Thank you."

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking and strode directly towards the false god in the cage!

Watching Reinhardt walk towards the false god, watching the crazy false god feel fear in front of the existence called the hero, Ning Feng let out a sigh of relief.

Holding Xilin's arm tightly so that she could lie down more comfortably, Ning Feng spoke to the void:

"Ariana, do you know? I've been thinking about a question... how to be a hero?"

【Oh? 】

"It's like in some game biographies. After being chosen by fate, you pull out the sword of the brave, and then find partners to fight and kill along the way, and finally pull out the evil devil from the castle and defeat it."

Having said that, he laughed lowly:

"By the way, using the so-called privilege of the brave, you can rummage through the villagers' houses along the way, and you can also be merciful everywhere..."

"That, is it really a hero?"

[Did you finally get the answer? 】

"Well, the so-called brave people in their mouths are just people with great strength. To put it bluntly, they are strong people with a mission."

Ning Feng looked at Reinhardt's back and murmured:

"But heroes are different."

"He is the one standing at the front of the crowd. He is the one who is watched by all, observed by all, and expected by all."

"In a way, he is more of a spiritual symbol."

Shining, dazzling.

"Now I can't be a hero."

[Then do you want to continue to be a hero? 】

"Do not."

The sky above his head glowed with blood-red light, and the demon wings stretched behind him, casting a huge shadow of the wings.

"For me now, the more suitable role is actually... [Devil Lord]."

Compared with positive roles such as heroes and braves, the villain role is actually more suitable for me, isn't it?

Demons can indeed become heroes.

But compared to such a contrast, wouldn't it be better for the devil to become the devil king naturally?

Not so many twists and turns, not so many gods unfolding.

The devil bewitches the heroes to rebel against the gods.

It sounds more exciting, doesn't it?

Now that you have been a hero once, let's be a charming villain together this time!

not to mention……

Sometimes, you don't have to do it yourself.

Pieces against pieces, players against players.

This is a battle of chess pieces, and chess players should not end themselves.

"do you think so?"

"Mr. Behind the scenes... um, ma'am?"

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