For the contestants who are still in the Land of Stars, the experience at this moment is like entering a different world.
The game seemed to go completely off the rails at a certain point, and everything started to look different.
The official voice of notification could no longer be heard in my ears, and the voice fell into a dead silence.
The invisible force shrouding the world has been eroding their thinking, seeming to want to slip into their brains and control them to death.
No one cares about the result of the game anymore, no one pays attention to them anymore.
Those eyes that originally belonged to them, I don’t know when they moved away and looked elsewhere.
But it's not completely absent.
At this moment, they all noticed that there was a greedy and crazy gaze hanging from the sky!
That gaze no longer concealed its existence, but was greedy for their flesh and soul.
【Believe in me!】
【I will be your savior!】
【Believe in me!】
【You will have eternal life in my kingdom!】
Just hearing the sound made them feel painful and their heads swelled.
Experienced contestants can guess that this is a trap, so they all block their ears and try not to be disturbed.
but……
eternal life!
The terrifying attraction of this term gave them hesitation.
That is eternal life!
Although it is probably fake, but just in case...
And just when their thoughts were about to collapse, they heard a voice.
A sigh.
"well……"
The neutral voices of men and women that could not be heard sounded softly in their hearts, tearing them apart:
"Wouldn't it be better to just die honestly?"
"It's not a good habit to drag others along with you."
Click.
A huge cracking sound like the sky splitting...
No!
Those contestants who were still persisting raised their heads with difficulty and opened their eyes wide!
Because there is indeed a scarlet crack in the sky that runs through the entire dark sky!
…
…
"Ah, sorry."
As if he suddenly remembered something, Ning Feng gently lifted Toxilin, and used his palm to gesture at the false god who kept shouting at him but could never get close.
"The authority of this world is not with you now."
"Although I don't really want it, it's in my hands."
A gorgeous bloody dagger appeared in Ning Feng's hand, and the familiar aura on it made the false god even more angry and violent.
He attacked the surroundings wantonly, wanting to destroy everything, and wanting to continue to get closer.
But all the damage was limited to this space of tens of meters in radius, and no breath could escape.
Quietly looking at the incompetent and furious false god, looking at her face against the queen, looking at him viciously, Ning Feng said with pity:
"It's a pity that you can't understand all this now, otherwise you would also feel insulted, right?"
"How sad."
And...the realm of gods is really scary.
After accepting the "little help" provided by Ariana, Ning Feng now feels extraordinary strength.
With a more intuitive feeling, he seemed to have received something crucial from that gentle kiss.
Ning Feng could actually guess this thing.
【authority】
The authority equivalent to that of a god was lightly handed over to his hands with just a kiss.
It's really amazing. It allows me, a person who has never experienced the power of gods, to control it so easily.
Just when Ning Feng was sighing at the power of this god, the rich woman who gave him all this appeared on his shoulder, and the illusive black cat said with a smile:
【...Okay, it's time to make a decision!】
[Should we try to save him and listen to his difficulties? After all, his original intention is not to actively harm other people. There may be some unspeakable secret behind this. 】
[Or do you want to cut through the mess quickly and worry that Ye Changmengduo will directly destroy him? 】
"Choice?"
Ning Feng shook his head and chuckled:
"What good choice is there?"
After locking the false god in a cage entwined with bloody thorns, Ning Feng turned to look at the broken skull in the ruins.
That is the head of the last king of the Rhine Kingdom, the Hero King Reinhardt.
With his eyes lowered and his face showing no emotion, he whispered to the dead warrior:
"How long will you continue to sleep? Reinhardt, don't you want to take revenge with your own hands anymore?"
"Are you really willing to face such a result? Can you accept it willingly?"
Buzz.
Only half of the head was left, and a faint firelight lit up in the empty eye sockets, looking straight at the god-like but non-human being in the sky.
"Or do you hate gods, so you don't want my help?"
"You can rest assured on this, I am not a god, I am a human being like you."
I am now a half-succubus, but in my subjective perception I am human.
Shireen is a pure-blood elf who has returned to her ancestors, but as long as she identifies herself as a human, she is also a human.
Although the situation is special, the same applies to the undead.
Even though he had turned into a dead body at this moment, in Ning Feng's eyes, Reinhardt was still the hero who roared towards his fate.
Heroes are also human beings, and they will sometimes fail and be defeated by repeated setbacks where they cannot see hope.
But the more someone gets up and continues to move forward under such circumstances, the more worthy of the title of hero.
Reinhardt had tried his best. He had done the best he could. Even if there was no way to truly destroy the gods, he had created enough time for Ning Feng and Shirin.
That's it, you can rest.
However, Ning Feng didn't think so.
He wanted Reinhardt to do more...
Ning Feng had the ability to end all this directly at this moment, but he didn't want to.
He is unwilling to bear the gratitude of the whole world, and he deserves it.
But Reinhardt has this qualification, and now only he has this qualification!
so……
Ning Feng wanted Reinhardt to end this thousand-year entanglement with his own hands.
He waved gently towards the ground, and Reinhardt's head floated into the air.
[Tell me...a hero who defies fate.]
Ariana's voice rang in Ning Feng's ears, and he read along word for word:
"Heroes who defy fate."
And the moment he spoke, the whole world changed.
Everything around him came to a standstill.
The original rules of this world have been changed!
There is a force forcibly changing the laws of this world.
【I give you the power of revenge.】
"I give you the power of revenge."
【Go and end 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 appeared in front of him piece by piece and were reassembled.
The Skeleton King, who had been destroyed just now, reappeared on the battlefield at this time, but compared with before, he looked dull and silent at the moment, and seemed lifeless.
"Why, is this the first time you feel your own powerlessness?"
When facing gods, mortals can always feel their own fragility and powerlessness.
Even the anger that I thought would never fade away would be consumed again and again in the face of the huge gap.
Buzz!
The soul fire in his eyes became stronger, but it was still like a candle in the wind that was about to be extinguished.
But Ning Feng didn't care, instead he smiled with satisfaction.
"Very good, it seems you are willing to do it yourself."
"that's enough."
"You gave up? No, not yet."
If Reinhardt had given up completely, he would not have responded to Ning Feng's call and revived again.
There must be a fire in his heart that has never been extinguished.
A fire called anger, a fire called hope!
His voice echoed in Reinhardt's heart, repeated over and over again.
"Listen to the voice in your ear...think about it, why are you reviving again now?"
Click.
The skeleton with the lowered head moved, and his eyes gradually moved upward, looking at the gods in the sky.
The god who calls himself human.
The spirit lowered its eyes and whispered:
"Go and listen."
Listen...listen to what?
The roar of the false god disappeared in his ears, and Reinhardt heard the faint sound, which continued to amplify.
There was a sound coming from the sky, coming from all directions.
The voice was saying:
【help me!】
【Kill us!】
This is the cry of a world that has become corrupted and destroyed.
【King, save us.】
【King Reinhardt!】
That was the cry of his people, the pain of being trapped in a decadent group for thousands of years.
They are talking and constantly longing for Reinhardt.
Their voices are like pairs of rotten hands, pulling Reinhardt down into the abyss!
No, that's not all.
Besides the sound of the roaring mountains and tsunami, there is another sound.
Although it is weak in comparison, it does really support his strength until now.
【Wang, let’s take a step first.】
【Reinhardt, 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.
It was the expectations and demands placed on him by his father before he died.
【Reinhardt, I believe you.】
【Even if it hurts, we must live.】
It was the farewell of a friend, the trust and loyalty that could rival the gods and defy 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 under this tragic fate.
Reinhardt thought he had forgotten these things. He thought he no longer remembered them.
But they never left.
Looking back, Reinhardt's movements stopped,
Behind Reinhardt, there is a mighty river, and familiar figures emerge in it.
They were watching him quietly.
"...Are you still willing to believe me?"
Nodding silently, all figures showed no hesitation.
At the front of the crowd, Queen Mary walked up to Reinhardt and raised her hand to hold his face.
"We never doubted you."
"Nothing will make you give up on you, not even death."
Standing on tiptoes, she kissed Reinhardt gently, 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 daze, figures one after another collided with him and merged into his body.
As his flesh and blood gradually grew, the skeletal king wearing armor gradually changed his appearance.
He no longer looked like the ferocious undead, but turned into the heroic figure in front of him, but the tears falling in his eyes were in great contrast with his current image.
Tears flowed freely.
The lonely king never raised his hand to wipe it, but clenched his fist hard to hold back the sobs in his throat.
"You have been carrying the fate of all this, and it is you who should end it."
Reinhardt raised his head and let tears flow from his face. He lowered his head towards Ning Feng.
"……Thanks you."
After saying that, he stopped talking and strode directly towards the false god in the cage!
Watching Reinhardt walking towards the false god, seeing the crazy false god feeling fear in front of the existence called the hero, Ning Feng let out a sigh of relief.
Ning Feng tightened his arms around Xilin so that she could lie down more comfortably, and Ning Feng spoke to the void:
"Ariana, do you know? I have been thinking about a question...how to become a brave man?"
【oh?】
"Like some game biographies, after being chosen by fate, you pull out the sword of the brave, then find partners to fight and kill along the way, and finally pull out the evil devil from the castle and defeat him."
At this point, he chuckled:
"By the way, I will use the so-called brave man's privileges to rummage through the villagers' houses along the way, and I can also show mercy..."
"Is that really a brave person?"
【Have you finally come up with the answer?】
"Well, the so-called brave men they call are just people with great power. To put it bluntly, they are strong men with a mission."
Ning Feng looked at Reinhardt's back and murmured:
"But heroes are different."
"He is the person standing at the front of the crowd. He is noticed by everyone, observed by everyone, and expected by everyone."
"To a certain extent, he is a symbol of spirituality."
Sparkling, eye-catching.
"I can't be a hero now."
【Then do you want to continue to be a brave man? 】
"No."
The sky above his head revealed a blood-red light, and the devil's wings stretched out behind him, casting a huge shadow of the wings.
"For me now, the more suitable role is actually... [Demon King]."
Compared with positive roles such as heroes and brave men, the role of villain is actually more suitable for me, isn't it?
Demons can indeed become heroes.
But compared to that kind of contrast, wouldn't it be better to let the devil naturally become the devil?
There aren’t that many twists and turns, there aren’t that many divine unfoldings.
The devil seduces the hero into rebelling against the gods.
Doesn't it sound more interesting?
Since you have been a hero once, let’s be a charming villain this time!
not to mention……
Sometimes, you don't have to do it yourself.
Chess pieces versus chess pieces, chess players versus chess players.
This is a battle of chess pieces, and the players should not end it themselves.