I Became a God in a Horror Game: 304, the frontier of the dense forest (day +159)

"For the second time, Gay and I rebelled against the native camp." Alex said in a low voice.

"This time, with Guy's encouragement, I got to know this group of aborigines and their beliefs of evil gods. I used to think they were very ignorant, and at that time, I felt ignorance for the first time. Good thing."

Alex smiled lowly twice: "Their beliefs come from the earth and the evil god, and they will never leave the leader given to them by the evil **** to invade his earth, in other words , They will not launch a large-scale war and continue to invade him like my army."

"I foolishly thought that as long as the natives were calmed down and won this war, all this would be over."

"I already know that it is useless to hide this potion, because those who are saved by me will tell their own camp about the effect of this potion no matter what, so this time I chose  ‌The effect of the potion was directly told to the natives.”

Alex lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly: "After resurrecting two dead natives, these natives easily believed me. I created a large number of native undead troops and made a plan. , I attacked the enemy in an orderly manner, and soon I achieved a phased victory."

"When the opponent was desperate and was preparing to use artillery in large quantities, I ambushed the opponent with an army of undead, and this large number of artillery was transferred to the natives. "

"On the sixth night, under the double deterrence of the undead army and a large number of artillery, they finally backed down, chose to negotiate peacefully with the natives, and gave up further attacks."

Alex's voice was hoarse: "I don't know how long this hypocritical peace can last. At that moment, I still had to be relieved. After the peace agreement was signed and the war stopped, I thought This time I will definitely win the game, I never thought about it..."

He closed his eyes, gasped for breath twice, and continued with difficulty: "...after I returned to the camp of the indigenous people, they aimed their artillery at the group that had completely The resurrected undead army."

"The natives said that these undead people are evil and are cursed by the gods. They have been tolerant of the existence of this group of undead people. They have endured until the end of the war. They have finally decided to judge them now. "

Alex said hoarsely: "No matter how I explain that these undead people are no different from ordinary people after being fully resurrected, they still don't believe it. Everyone's face is filled with unspeakable fear. The big ones clamored that this group of undead people would not die easily, they had to be bombarded repeatedly with cannons, and they could not be revived after they bombarded them to pieces."

"...The group of undead people used to be their parents, friends, lovers, and even children. They knelt in front of me, holding their corpses and begging me to resurrect them, now, they are using this group After the undead people won the victory, they were afraid of the strength of the opponent, and in turn pronounced the opponent a heresy, and sent the opponent to prison."

Alex sneered: "How ironic, I was glad they didn't hurt other people's ignorance, but at this moment they have a sharp weapon to hurt themselves."

"I screamed at the top of my lungs and told these undead people to run away, but they stayed where they were."

"Because in the process of their resurrection, they will gradually recover the memories of seven days ago. They don't know what happened in these seven days, but just blankly open their arms to the relatives and friends who approached, showing Smiley faces, and then let them set up the cannons themselves.”

Alex gritted his teeth: "In the end they were aimed at the holes of the artillery, and they still didn't understand what happened. I watched them come alive at the moment, shouting Named the name of the person closest to me, and was smashed to pieces by the person closest to me.”

"...The second game, I lost again, and I chose to load the file again."

"In the third game, I didn't join any camp. I went crazy and kept creating my own undead army to attack and control the other two camps. The more they resisted, the more dead people would die. The more, the more my undead army will be."

Alex took two deep breaths: "That's it, I quickly took over the situation, and the other two had to stop the war in order to restrain me, and chose to cooperate, one transported a large amount of artillery, the other Use the lower shape to cooperate with each other to attack me."

"The artillery was intercepted by me again. I experienced the first two times. Not only was I proficient in the rationing of firepower, but I also became very clear about the situation. I thought it would be fine after seven days."

Alex paused: "On the sixth night, I asked the evil god, and I said that as long as there is no war in these seven days, I will win, right?"

"He said yes, the world line you are in will continue to run with the world line you won."

Alex shed a tear, and his tone was choked: "... That is to say, if I win in this world line, I must keep making undead to ensure my camp Powerful, restraining the other two camps from cooperating, preventing them from engaging in war."

"After seven days, these undead people will become living people. They are no longer immortal. They are ordinary living people with flesh and blood. If I continue to make undead people, I have to stop killing people, if I stop killing people, the war will continue to break out, and everything I want to change has not changed in essence."

"I chose to restart the file again."

Alex remained silent for a long, long time, looking at the statue of the old evil **** with emptiness in his eyes: "...I did it over ten times, and I tried everything I could to prevent the outbreak of the war. Want to prevent everyone from dying."

"‌Even if I have an unlimited amount of potion of immortality, with ten chances to restart, a large number of people will still die in this war."

"I realize that neither the medicine nor I can save anyone. The only way to stop the war is that there is no initiator of the war, so that the harm of the war will not be further expanded."

Alex was numb and weeping: "So when I read the file for the last time, I chose to pour all the paint given to me by the evil **** on the arsenal, and kill everyone with my own hands on the eve of the war."

"In the end, the real world ended with the last time, I killed everyone, and the time of the world continued to flow forward."

"‌I lost the game with the evil god, so he combined my experience of cycling ten times to create this nightmare-like endless war world, and fixed me here forever as a character in his game , watch my pain for fun."

Alex lowered his head, tears dripping down his jaw: "...the starting point of every cycle in this war world I exist is a new batch, which I have never seen before. It starts with the soldiers stationed, and then ends with the soldiers playing and counting the undead I made sinking to the bottom of the lake.”

"I can't remember how many times Guy was sunk to the bottom of the lake and appeared in the tent, lying beside me, because after his resurrection, the living dead will forget what happened seven days ago, They don't remember anything."

"‌I remember."

Alex smiled nervously at the evil woodcarving with a tearing heart, and tears rolled down: "——Every cycle, I remember everything!"

"Because I am not the living dead, I am the only living person in this world of the living dead, God does not allow me to die, so I can't forget, I remember everything."

Alex's voice is hoarse and close to breath:

“In the beginning, I was trapped here, trying to change what happened here, trying to save them in this virtual world, and then I gradually became desperate-I couldn’t change anything.”

He smiled with a blank expression:

"No one understood what I was doing, except Guy, who believed in me completely, so I tipped him what might happen, and Guy said, let's run away."

"We found a foggy blank belt, which should be the border of this virtual war world. We tried many methods but couldn't get out. Guy and I didn't give up. After each cycle, I Just tell Guy one more time, and we'll come here again to find a way out."

"One day." Alex murmured softly, "I knelt on the border, the trapped desire was driving me crazy, and I heard the voice of the evil **** again, He asked me, do you want to go out?"

"I said yes, he said that he could design a channel for me to go out. There is only one person, Guy and I, who can escape from here, let me choose."

Alex's eyes were red: "I chose to let Guy go out."

"Guy didn't know anything, he couldn't hear the voice of the evil god, I watched him disappear into the fog, and the voice of surprise came from the other end, saying Alex, I'm out!"

"The fog disappeared in front of my eyes in an instant. I saw Guy standing on the other side of the enchantment. He smiled and waved, telling me to get out quickly. I said I have to study this one more. According to the law, it may have been a mistake just now, and I may have to wait for the next seven days to come out."

Alex blinked slightly: "Guy is a living dead, I know he will be completely resurrected in the next seven days, and then forget that I am trapped in this world, he may be in that real world The world thought I was dead."

"From  to , there is a person, my lover, who was saved by me."

"Guy came to look for me at the edge of the enchantment every day. He couldn't get in. He shared with me every day what he saw outside. He surprised me and told me that he found me and him. He said that the little girl had grown up and made him a wedding dress."

Alex's voice was choked with sobs: "He smiled so happily while holding up his wedding dress, I instantly felt that my pain had meaning."

"After seven days, I came to that border again, and I was going to see Guy for the last time before the cycle restarted..."

Alex trembled all over: "I found Guy on the other side of the enchantment, he held up the wedding dress, and he turned into an unconscious corpse, he turned into a bluish-white zombie. "

"I almost went crazy, I beat the wood carving of the evil **** over and over again, and asked him why."

"The evil **** told me that Guy was originally a living dead. When he left this virtual world and entered reality, the time on his body broke away from the time of the virtual world and synchronized with the real time."

"The evil **** said in a compassionate voice, Alex, have you forgotten? In the real world, in the ending you chose, Guy was killed by you long ago. He was originally It's just a corpse."

"Guy can only live for seven days. After seven days, he will change into what he should be in the real world."

"I'm not reconciled, I tried time and time again to get Guy to leave here, but I failed. It just made the border more complicated. I don't know how many zombie brides are there."

Alex's voice gradually weakened: "I finally gave up, numbly took the wedding dress and letters brought back by the zombie guy, and gave them to another guy in the next cycle, so that He can marry me in Irina's wedding dress before he dies, which may make him the happiest thing."

"...Other things, I can't do anything."

Nai Shen stared at him: "You should hate the evil **** very much, I don't understand why you are helping the evil **** to complete the sacrificial ceremony of the new evil **** heir this time?"

Alex's eyeballs rolled for a moment, as if he had glanced at the God of Rebellion, and then turned back to look at the statue of the new evil god: "—do you know how to escape from the control of a god? ?”

Ni Shen was silent for a moment: "To create a new god, isn't it?"

"How can you ensure that this new **** is a good person and won't continue to design games to torture you?"

Alex's voice is almost inaudible:

"I don't know, I have never seen the evil **** have such a strong obsession with a new soldier. The moment the soldier named Bai Liu entered this war world, I heard that the evil **** Please tell me, the new evil god, his long-selected heir, has finally arrived."

"At that moment, I could hardly control my dislike for Bai Liu. I hated the few subordinates he brought in very much. I hated them contacting Guy very much."

Reminiscences in Nishen’s heart——that’s why Bai Liu told him before that he had just entered the game and saw Alex’s first side, and his popularity fell below the safe value. These choices and Alex’s The goodness of the players in the opposing faction is above 60.

It turns out that there is another reason behind it.

Alex continued: "I didn't hate Bai Liu so much soon, because the evil **** told me that once the new **** changed shape, he would fall, and his control over me would be lifted— ——This white willow is here to destroy him, and then inherit his position."

"The rotation among gods is so cruel, no different from human beings." Alex couldn't restrain the mocking smile on his face, "—maybe because of the nature of gods, they are full of Human beings of desire."

"Have you never thought about why the evil **** wants to tell you such information that is harmful to him?" Nishen said, "What if he wants to kill..."

As Nishen said this, he stopped abruptly.

Alex turned his head to look at Ni Shen, his brows were lowered, his eyes were gloomy, and he smiled madly: "—Who will kill me? What I fear the most now is death."

"I don't want to save anyone anymore. I don't have anything to fear anymore. No matter what the price is, as long as it can end all of this, I'm willing to do it."

Alex gasped, his eyes were red:

"When that guy, that evil **** told me these things, when he said that Bai Liu would destroy him, he smiled from the bottom of his heart."

"He is fully expecting Bai Liu to kill him and become the new evil god."

Alex sneered morbidly: "——probably he is just like me, impatient to live, waiting to die in this world full of ugly human desires is going crazy, that's why he is like this Look forward to someone who can end your own life."

Alex stared at the wooden carving of the old evil god:

"Do you know, new soldier, I talked to this evil **** once after losing the game, and he questioned me from above and below, asking me if I knew why I lost the game?"

"I said I don't know, I have tried my best, and I still can't change anything, why can't everyone survive."

"So he laughed. He said that human desires are mostly based on mutual harm. The less happy a person is, the stronger his desire to hurt others or his own desire, the more meaningful his existence will be. .”

"He is the clairvoyant, storer and listener of all evil desires in this world. There is only 00000 people in this world whose desires are bloody, and his game will never stop."

Alex's eyes gradually shifted from the old wood carving to the new wood carving: "——White Liu, he found the player who is most suitable for games related to desire, his desire is too strong Now, it is strongly possible to go beyond this game and touch the existence of God.”

"Bai Liu is a player born for the game of Cthulhu. Everything that Cthulhu carefully prepared in the game, war, destruction, death, and soul, are all to celebrate his coming."

"God cares for him and is willing to die for him." Alex paused for a moment, "Whether it is the last one who has long since fallen, or this one who is full of expectations."

The smile on the old woodcarving of the evil **** became more and more strangely gentle and sweet, and the new woodcarving of the evil **** was less than one-third left, and it was about to be perfectly born in the log.

The smile on the face of Xinxin Shenmu Carving is warm and calm, like a benevolent **** overlooking all living beings.

The temple.

Sitting on the stone bench, the seer's stone has spread to his heart, which made it difficult for him to speak, and his voice became difficult: "—what are you? Is it distributed in this dungeon?"

The man in the hood had the same creepy and gentle smile as on the old wooden carving of the evil god. He clasped his hands together and opened them, and a pure black whip and a floating inverted cross appeared out of thin air between his hands.

"—His original weapon and belief."

The whip is covered with bone spurs and is extremely sharp. Compared with the previous Siren bone whip and Spade's lizard bone whip, although this whip looks similar, it carries an obvious evil spirit.

The reverse cross is made of some kind of unknown stone, the color on it is like blood flowing, and it contains a kind of light that takes people's soul.

The prophet's pupils shrank for a moment: "You put Bai Liu's weapon and reverse cross in this dungeon?"

"Bai Liu is the most perfect heir I have selected from so many Bai Liu." The man smiled with a kind of connivance, "I broke his original weapon and reverse cross, I should give him a new one Better, no?"

"It's like I killed his old god, and I should give him a more perfect new god."

The prophet panted with all his strength: "Bai Liu hates you, he will not become your believer, so your statement of giving him a more perfect new **** is totally untenable, he is Those who won't believe in you, won't want what you give him, the only people Bai Liu will believe in are—"

"Tavier." The man under the hood opened his eyes, with a half-smile, "Prophet, in the absence of Tavel, you have missed a person who believes in the Bailiu Society."

The prophet was taken aback, his face was completely frozen this time.

The man under the hood laughed: "—that's Bai Liu herself."

"The more perfect new **** I'm talking about is not myself, but Bai Liu herself."

"Bai Liu doesn't like me, hates me, hates me, I need him to have this kind of emotion towards me." The man had a deep smile in his eyes, "I will keep taking away what he cherishes." Things, Bai Liu has to look down on me and kill me."

"—Because only gods have the ability to kill gods, Bai Liu should have fully understood this truth now, in order to kill me, he has to accept all the gifts of **** power that I gave him—— "

The man smiled softly: "—and then, as I wished, I will kill me, the old **** and the new evil god."

The prophet struggled as if he couldn't breathe, and said word by word: "Do you really want Bai Liu to be the new **** so much? You will be destroyed by him because of this of."

The man in the hood stood up slowly, his back was facing the prophet who was about to be completely stone, and he looked at the waves of the sea outside the temple, with a smile on his face, and nothing reflected in his eyes:

"Prophet, you can see the future, so you should know that everything in this world cannot last forever, right? Rocks, water, waves, sky and mountains, even God will have a day" will perish."

"—That's why creatures have the instinct to reproduce, and all conscious things are instinctively looking for some kind of way to continue their existence."

The prophet coughed and said, "Are you trying to find the continuation of your own existence in Bai Liu?"

"No, I think it's boring to pursue the continuation of this kind of existence." He smiled half-smile, "So I hope that there is someone, a guy who completely matches the rules of my game, a player who can crack all my games. Break all the rules I made for each world, come in front of me, and kill me, the game designer, with your own hands."

His eyes hidden under the hood flickered with a strange light: "——Don't you think it's interesting to be killed by such a person in a game-like way?"

The prophet opened his mouth hoarsely: "—So many Bailiu can win your game, why did you choose Bailiu as your successor?"

The man turned his head slightly, and asked back with great interest: "—then let me ask you, why do you want to put all the chips to win me on this one Bai Liu, why not on other Bai Liu?" body."

The prophet fell silent.

The man turned his head, and the sea breeze was blowing his long ponytail exposed outside the hood. He lowered his eyes and smiled softly: "——Because you and I both know that this Bailiu is different."

"Bai Liu's soul is completely different from those rough-made Bai Liu. He is the most perfect and interesting."

"He has a soul full of desire and restraint."

"If I am going to fall in a certain way." He looked at the endless sea, smiling expectantly, "I hope that Bai Liu, who has such a soul, will kill me with his own hands."