I Became a God in a Horror Game - Chapter 320

[Chapter 310]

… walked so bluntly, leaving him only a vessel without a soul.

Bai Liu knew very well that everything he did was just to deceive Spades into liking him, and then his death, his pain, his betrayal pain followed.

Spade is a very special player. He has no soul, and only exists in the form of a container, so Bai Liu cannot complete a soul transaction with him to control each other.

And this container named Spades is extremely powerful in defense. Even if any attack breaks through the barrier of defense and hits the Spades, or even beats the Spades to death, it will not make the intuition creature of Spades produce 【Pain】 This feeling.

This guy’s mind is so straightforward that only victory and defeat are left, and there is no physical pain at all for any external attack.

To sacrifice the pain of spades, it can only be psychological.

That is to let the spades have an emotional attachment to whoever takes the initiative, and then make the spades feel pain through this medium.

Bai Liu did just that.

And if spades have a soul, the whole process is much simpler.

Bai Liu only needs to trade his soul with spades, because after the soul transaction, the player who sells his soul to him will have an irresistible emotional dependence on him, and Bai Liu can easily make the other party feel pain through his “death”.

Such as Liu Jiayi and Tang Erda.

Fortunately, the spades are very simple, and the operation of the whole process is not difficult for Bai Liu. Although the level of favorability is not clear at the end, the spades have indeed produced feelings for him at least above friends.

[Besides you, no one is not afraid of me.

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【I like you very much.

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【Do you need your consent to kiss you?

]

[Sorry, don’t hate me.

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【Are you willing to marry me?

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【Don’t lie to me.

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The pain of spades is nothing but the most precious and devout sacrifice offered by Bai Liu to the evil god.

So he’s hovering over here now, staying in front of this container, struggling with himself… is

it worth it?

no value.

After the sacrifice, the sacrifice is the most worthless thing.

Not worth his memory at all.

The fingers of Bai Liu’s drooping side folded slightly to hold the whip, and the black that had been controlled on the whip began to slowly climb up again, and only a sliver of it could completely blacken the entire bone whip.

He calmly retracted his eyes that fell at the bottom of the lake, turned around in the water, and looked as light as if nothing had happened when he raised his head.

Bai Liu raised his hand, and the huge corpse hand rose up gently, ready to send Bai Liu standing on the back of his hand out of the lake.

The whip that fell on the bottom of the lake rose slowly, and at the moment when it was about to completely leave the lake, a cold white hand suddenly emerged from the bottom of the lake, grabbed the whip firmly, and pulled it down fiercely.

Bai Liu, who was pulled from the corpse’s hand, turned to look at the hand, with bubbles overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

…how is it possible, he doesn’t feel the existence of spades in this game at all.

Pulling his hand now gives Bai Liu a very familiar yet unfamiliar feeling, as if it were a spade, but at the same time it was not a spade.

Another hand emerged from the mud and sand, and also grabbed the whip and pulled it down with force and speed. Bai Liu was caught off guard and fell to the bottom of the lake very quickly. In an instant, something broke out from the bottom of the lake and caught Bai Liu firmly.

The silver-blue long curly hair fluttered at the bottom of the turbid lake, and the pure eyes fell like a god pity the world, hugging the only believer in his arms, and his voice was soft and gentle.

“You are my only believer, so you can’t believe in others.”

One of Tavel’s eyes was shimmering silver-blue, and the other was bottomless black. He bowed down and calmly held the whip in Bai Liu’s arms, pulling it up, causing Bai Liu’s body to rise close to him. Tavel:

“Just speculate that I will leave you, go everywhere to do damage, turn my back on me to believe in others, hurt myself, and erase myself.”

“I will be angry, Bai Liu.”

[System prompt: Player spades use personal skills ( Degenerate monsters), forcibly drop the spirit value to 0]

[System prompt: The player is equipped with a monster book identity “Monster Book: Fallen Old Cthulhu” in spades]

Bai Liu’s pupils shrank sharply.

on the lake.

Nishen, who was squatting on the bank and waiting, seemed to have noticed the change in the lake, and stood up suddenly, his expression changed drastically: “This fellow Spade is so messed up!

” With skills like Chi, the world line in the game pool can’t bear his monster transformation, does he want to destroy this game world line!”

“You all quit the game immediately!” Nishen turned his head and roared, ” Quick!”

Bai Jiamu and Bo Yi changed their expressions when they heard that Spades used their personal skills, and Bo Yi couldn’t help but groan: “To use skills in such a place, Spades wants us to team up. Destroyed!”

“Don’t force it, let’s go! Otherwise, you will really become the corpse teammate of the spade guy!” Bai Jiamu slapped Bai Yi on the head.

Bai Yi and Bai Jiamu called out the panel and simply quit the game.

When Nishen saw that Tang Erda and Liu Jiayi hadn’t left, the expression on his face was about to crack, and he collapsed: “Why are you still here! Hurry up!”

Liu Jiayi stared at the lake: “Bai Liu hasn’t left yet. Come out.”

Tang Erda turned his head to look at Nishen: “Bai Liu is the one who has been hit the most with the skill of Spades. We want to see him and go with him.”

“You’re crazy when you see the spades using the skills!” Nishen helplessly raised his forehead, “The destructive power of that guy’s personal skills is terrifying, and he doesn’t have enough control over his skills. It can maintain short-term awareness, and then it is an indiscriminate attack that loses self-awareness.”

“Spades also know the destructive power of their own skills. No matter what the situation is, they have almost never used skills in the game.” Nishen turned his head. Looking at the lake, he took a deep breath with an inexplicable expression, “…But this time, he is so brave that he really doesn’t want to leave so easily…”

“This is very bad… Two evil god-level characters appear together. In a game, he still refuses to leave.” The god-defying hand put his hand on the back of his neck, he turned his neck, his eyes were cold, but there was a loose smile in his tone, “I don’t know if I can control it. ”

Two little bastards who are in love are really good at causing trouble to the people around them.” Anti-God exhaled, “But now it can only be hard.”

[System prompt: Whether the player is using Anti-God Judge Skill weapon (Inquisitor’s Cross Epee)?

]

[OK].

A huge cross epee appeared diagonally on Nishen’s back, and the handle of the sword was just held by Nishen’s hand behind his neck.

This sword is huge. The length of the sword is about two meters, and the width is about the slap of two adults. The horizontal handle is also fifty or sixty centimeters. It looks like a cross. It looks very heavy. a little.

“It’s really heavy…” Nishen complained, “Why is the skill weapon so heavy? Didn’t it change from my desire? Make it lighter for me.”

Before he finished speaking, the calm lake in front of him suddenly appeared in front of him .

A vortex formed in the center, turning everything around, whether grass, dead trees, corpses, or things on the shore, turned into abstract colored lines and sucked in.

The whole world was like a game that disintegrated and failed after touching a bug. It began to disappear little by little with the vortex in the lake as the center, and this disappearance soon spread to the feet of Nishen and Tang Erda who were on the shore.

Tang Erda quickly carried Liu Jiayi up on his back and jumped to the place where he hadn’t disintegrated, with a solemn expression.

“Go out.” Nishen said calmly without turning his head, “I will bring your tactician out to safety.”

”

I don’t like casualties.”

Glancing at Nishen and the heavy sword on his shoulders, he patted Liu Jiayi and said calmly, “Let’s go first, we can’t help by staying here.”

Liu Jiayi stared at Nishen’s back, biting down. Lips, and finally pointed out the panel: “I know.”

They never got involved in what Bai Liu would not let them intervene in.

Liu Jiayi and Tang Erda quit the game.

Nishen finally breathed a sigh of relief and finally left.

He was not sure to protect Liu Jiayi and Tang Erda under the two evil god-level characters.

Nishen glanced at the lake where the whirlpool was getting bigger and bigger, took a deep breath helplessly, then jumped down without hesitation with his sword in hand, and swam towards the center of the whirlpool that sucked everything away.

…the spades are so messed up.

Knowing that the evil god is everywhere searching for his fallen monster book soul identity – the old evil god Tavel, to completely pollute this identity card.

Then Spades actually released the seal of his soul in a game full of evil gods’ pollution sources, and summoned the identity of the monster Tavel, which triggered the collapse of the world line, and was forced to absorb and store in this world. of all things.

If the identity of the monster Tavel is completely polluted by the evil god, the soul of this guy in spades will be completely helpless, and it will really become an NPC who has no self-awareness in the game and only knows how to attack.

——Will become a complete monster that can no longer leave the game.

The center of the whirlpool has been rolled to the bottom of the lake, which is a piece of bare mud, and kneeling on the mud are two people, or monsters, hugging each other.

The lines of the whole world were mixed in the lake water and poured into Tavel’s back continuously, he hugged Bai Liu, his eyes became more and more slack: “I didn’t leave you to leave, I have been… I work hard, want to stay By your side, I want to see you.”

Bai Liu grabbed Tavel’s shoulders tightly with both hands and buried his head in Tavel’s arms: “…I know.”

“Don’t hate me.” Tavel’s voice was almost ethereal, He raised his hand to hug Bai Liu, but half of it was lifted and fell weakly, “Don’t… sacrifice your pain to the evil god, don’t do things you hate for me.”

“I’ll be very angry… very Sad.” Tavel said softly.

Bai Liu took a deep breath: “I won’t, never again.”

Tavel lowered his head and put his head on Bai Liu’s shoulder, his lips were so pale that there was no bloodshot.

He saw the whip beside Bai Liu that was still turning black, and said softly, “You’re lying, you lied to me.”

“You can’t control your desires, and you still want the power that the evil god bestows on you, why? ”

Bai Liu’s lips pursed into a straight line.

Tavel lowered his eyelashes: “You already hate me so much that you don’t even want to answer me?”

The lake water absorbed by Tavel behind his back became more and more red and viscous, and the old woodcarving of the evil god was in the lake water. Smiling, the heart gap on the wood carving became larger and larger, and a large amount of red paint poured out from this gap, turning all the lake water into a crimson.

As these lake waters poured into Tavel’s body, his silver-blue eyes that were originally shimmering became out of focus, and his voice became more and more astringent and trance: “—Are you really unwilling to believe in me anymore?”

[System warning: The desire of the player’s monster book identity “Falling Old Cthulhu” is about to get out of control!

Please take off your identity equipment in time!

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“Do you really want everything he gave you that much?” Tavel’s voice was choppy, revealing a disturbing emotion. “Everything he can give you, I can give you.”

Tavel snapped .

The ground pressed down on Bai Liu, and held the stunned Bai Liu with one hand and pressed it to the ground. There was an uncontrollable persistence in his eyes, but his tone was very soft:

“I am the only God you believe in, God does not You are allowed to renounce your beliefs.”

“If you really want to be completely polluted by any evil god, that evil god should also be me.”

Tavel’s long eyelashes trembled slightly, he leaned down, pressed his forehead against Bai Liu’s heart, and moved jerky at the same time. He put his hand into the hem of Bai Liu’s shirt: “I want to completely pollute you, Bai Liu.”