I Became a God in a Horror Game - Chapter 461

[Chapter 451 The Evil God Festival · Boathouse (219)]

Beiyuan Xiaokui replied in a trance: “Sister Xingzi, I’ll go with you.”

Xingzi wept with joy, she held Xiaokui’s hand tightly, and then glanced at the half-opened girl with vigilance. The door of the Evil God Shrine: “Who were you talking to just now?”

Xiaokui turned back, just standing there? Sheeta disappeared, her heart jumped, just wanted to go in and see what was going on? , was pulled by her sister.

“Shh!” Sister Kyoko put her index finger on her lips cautiously, she quickly looked left and right, “Someone is coming, hurry up.” After

speaking, Kyoko dragged Xiaokui and ran down the mountain quickly. Xiaokui turned back in a daze, she saw that the door of the shrine was slowly blown by the night wind, and the god was suspended by countless silk threads in the center of the shrine.

The moonlight poured down, and the slender god’s neck was streaked with blood stains by silk threads. He was lifted up by the silk threads. He was as glistening as the water in a pond. Xiaokui made a correct move.

Sheeta just looked at her like that? She left, her eyes full of moonlight.

When she saw those eyes, Xiaokui felt that her brain was buzzing, and everything around her became sluggish like slow motion, and strange sounds appeared.

[System prompt: It is detected that the spirit value of npc has returned to zero.

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[…npc is in the process of alienation…npc alienation is suspended…]

[System prompt: avatar (Tavel) is detected to generate (pain), walk out of the shrine, this behavior triggers a special node…dungeon enters reset…]

[The designer of this game hides the data for the clearance of “Cthulhu Festival · Houseboat” in World Line 657 (player Bai Liu) in this node. Once the body of the Evil God Tavel causes pain and voluntarily walks out of the shrine, when he The moment you walk out of the shrine, a special game mode will be triggered.

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【Easter egg game path is unfolding… 】

[World line 657’s copy of “Cthulhu Festival · Houseboat” will overlap with World Line 658’s “Cthulhu Festival · Houseboat”, please prepare for the players of each world line, you will meet soon.

]

[The total number of players in the dungeon of the two world lines is being detected…]

[World line 658: Player Spades, Player Bai Liu]

[The player Spades are in the timeline after five years, and there is no game progress yet]

[Player Bai Liu triggered the plot of “Evil Spiritual God” and entered the timeline five years ago, and the game is currently more than halfway through.

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【World Line 657: Player White Six.

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[Player Bai Liu triggered the plot of “Evil God” and entered the timeline five years ago. At present, the game progress is 97%. He is in the process of sacrifice to the Evil God, and is about to clear the level.

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[There are a total of three players in the overlapping copies of “Cthulhu Festival · Houseboat”.

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[Positive? Calculating the time flow rate and space curvature in the two dungeons…Is? Adjusting the progress of the dungeons…Is? Adjusting the npc memory… The adjustment is completed, the dungeon time and space are consistent with the current progress of Worldline 658, npcs The memory is consistent with the progress of the Worldline 657 game…]

[The NPC memory reset begins.

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[The memory of “Cthulhu Festival: Boathouse” in World Line 657 is being loaded into the NPC brain…]

Kitahara Xiaokui’s eyes were gone, she felt that everything around her was retreating rapidly, A memory that was terrifyingly real and terrifying, but she had never experienced before, formed out of thin air in her mind.

Everything in front was the same as before. She escaped and was arrested again two months later. On the returning ship, she met [Bai Liu].

But everything has been different since then.

When Cang Tai asked this [Bai Liu] with a trembling voice, did he kill a lot of small animals and people in the orphanage? This Bai Liu chuckled and admitted.

【yes.

] This [Bai Liu] smiled happily, [What, I? Can’t kill it?

]

[These things are killed and no one will remember, why can’t I kill them?

]

[No one suffers from this, I’m just cleaning the worthless things.

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【You guys are the same too? Ah, no one will remember and care if you are killed, even lower and cheaper than those things I cleaned up before.

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While Cang Tai tried his best to contain the cries of fear, she, who was huddled on the bed below, clearly heard this [Bai Liu] said lazily: [Because you are only me playing? It’s just an NPC in the game.

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When he arrived at the houseboat, [Bai Liu] became a sacrifice without incident. He coerced Cang Tai to be his attendant, and later, like her, he was selected by the Beiyuan family and became Baiyuan Bai. six】.

This [Bai Liu] also stole the key on the first night when he arrived at Beiyuan’s house and went to the shrine, and was also seen by her who lived in the attic.

But Xiaokui also clearly saw that [Bai Liu] did not awaken the evil god.

One day, two days, every day.

[Bai Liu] Who went to Houshan Shrine? For so many days, not once did the evil god be awakened.

In the daytime, this [Bai Liu] was languishing in class while thinking and torturing himself even more severely. The extent of his torturing himself would even shock those teachers in the Beiyuan family who took pleasure in torturing others. Sometimes these What cruelty? Things have all been done? The teacher couldn’t help but be afraid when [Bai Liu] tortured himself, and then tremblingly called to stop.

[Bai Liu] Sometimes they stop, sometimes they don’t. These teachers run out of the room unbearably. Sometimes they squat in the corridor, retching with pale faces, and then flee in panic.

——It’s like an indoor prison? It’s not a sacrifice that can be manipulated by pushing a door, but a monster that makes them fearful.

【Madman】——Xiao Kui clearly remembers how these teachers commented on 【Bai Liu】—a downright lunatic.

At night, this lunatic? [Bai Liu] will climb to the shrine again and again and stay there all night, but the next day? His face will be much more indifferent than the previous day, as if he has encountered something Something that made him extremely unpleasant.

In my memory, Xiaokui never understood why [Bai Liu] did this, but she didn’t dare to ask directly.

——Until the summer festival comes, all the sacrifices have to face? The pain test has come.

Xiaokui finally understood why [Bai Liu] couldn’t wake up the evil god, and why he tortured himself like that.

[Bai Liu] In this pain test, there is actually no pain at all.

Cang Tai said that when [Bai Liu] put his hand on the right side of the balance, the pointer of the balance didn’t even shake, as if there was no pain in this person’s heart.

How can it be?

Xiaokui asked Cang Tai like this?

Cang Tai also thought it was incredible. He said that he thought he was dazzled and misunderstood. With the level of self-torture of [Bai Liu], how could there be no pain at all.

But nothing is nothing.

[Bai Liu] was demoted to a servant, but he doesn’t seem to care about the lowering of his status, and he still goes to the shrine with a lantern every night.

Xiaokui gradually realized what this person wanted to do——

[Bai Liu] wanted to torture himself to cause pain and wake up the evil god.

But then what?

Why would he do this?

Xiaokui was curious about the answer to this question, but she had to admit that she might never get the answer to this question.

She is very afraid of [Bai Liu], and it is absolutely impossible to ask him the answer to this question.

This person’s cruelty and indifference towards other people has reached a level that even the people of the Beiyuan family would be afraid of.

Although his status was reduced to [Squire], no one dared to give orders to [Bai Liu] to let him do what a servant should do, because no one was not afraid of [Bai Liu], he tortured himself The lazy and smiling face of the time left a terrifying shadow on everyone’s heart.

And what’s even more outrageous is that just one month after [Bai Liu] became a servant, he was actually appreciated by the head of the Beiyuan family because he was good at torturing sacrifices and causing pain. He jumped to become their teacher.

As a key sacrifice, Xiaokui will have one-on-one lessons with [Bai Liu] about twice a week.

Silent and dim? And indoors, two people sat quietly.

Xiaokui knelt down on the seat cushion with her head down, looking at her hands that were shaking slightly because of her uncontrollable fear, she didn’t dare to look up at [Bai Liu] who was sitting opposite.

She could feel [Bai Liu]’s sloppy gaze on her body slowly and leisurely.

Xiaokui was afraid of the adults who arrested her, and the teachers of the Beiyuan family, but she was afraid of a person of the same age as her, even more so than the first two. It was a completely unfamiliar experience to her.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old male, to a certain extent, can be described as a child, why can she be so frightened that she can hardly breathe.

“You must be curious, I? Why do I go to the shrine every night.” Bai Liu, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly spoke up, and he held his chin casually, with a very shallow smile on his face, “I I know you look at me every night?”

Xiaokui was startled, her heart almost jumped out of her throat, just as she was about to deny it, she was interrupted lazily by Bai Liu: “I can tell you directly why.”

“Because I also have a wish that I want to make to God.”

Xiaokui was silent for a long time before gritted her teeth and answered: “Mr. Bai Liu, what is your wish…?”

Bai Liu opened his eyelids: ” I was not liked in the orphanage, they poured a lot of dirty water on me, I was framed for torture and killing small animals, I was framed for doing a lot of bad things, and in the end, I was even framed for murder.”

Xiaokui was shocked, and she raised her head subconsciously: “Are these all framed?! Then why did you admit it on the boat?”

“Because it doesn’t make sense to admit it.” Bai Liu lowered his slender body. His eyelashes cast a rather lonely shadow on his face, “Didn’t you all believe that rumor? Why don’t you just sit tight.”

“Anyway, no one will like me? You can’t feel any kind of pain from monsters?”

“I can’t even make sacrifices.”

Xiaokui clenched the clothes in front of her, her expression a little dazed for a moment.

[Sister, I? I know the pain, but I don’t know the pain.

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【Sister, is it my fault for not feeling the pain? Is it wrong?

Why does everyone hate me? Ah?

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【I? Can’t replace my sister as a sacrifice?

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…Jiro, her younger brother, her poor younger brother, is also such a person, if he is still alive, he should be about the same height as [Bai Liu], right?

[Bai Liu] There is no trace of loneliness in the dark eyes hanging under the long eyelashes, it is a kind of boring pondering, but the tone continues to be low: “Today’s class is here, Mr. Xiaokui, go back and rest. Let’s go.”

“Don’t wait for me tonight to go to the shrine, I know I can’t cause pain, and have given up on realizing my own wish.”

Said, Bai Liu got up to leave, Xiao Kui gritted his teeth, At the moment when Bai Liu was about to step out of the door, she hoarsely shouted: “Mr. Bai Liu, please wait!”

The one whose finger just touched the paper door? Bai Liu turned his back to Xiaokui, the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly, but his voice was very depressed: “Mr. Xiaokui, is there anything else?”

“Can you talk to me ?”

Tell me, what exactly is your wish?” Xiaokui raised her head, her eyes were red, her voice trembled, and she prayed, “I, my brother, is the same as you, unable to cause pain in the beginning? People.”

“His wishes are all for me. I want to know what kind of wishes a person like him would make if he wanted to make a wish for himself.”

Bai Liu stopped. , he turned around unhurriedly, lowered his eyes condescendingly, and looked down at the tearful Xiaokui: “Do you really want to know?”

“You promised not to tell anyone?”

Xiaokui nodded vigorously: “I promised not to tell anyone.”

“Then…” Bai Liu squatted down and stretched out his right hand, stretched out his pinky finger, raised his eyes and looked directly at Xiao Kui, with a childish expression on his face, “The hook is hanged for a hundred years. Don’t change.”

Xiaokui was stunned, her eyes slowly filled with tears.

… The habit of pulling hooks seems like Jiro.

“Of course it doesn’t change.” Xiaokui took a deep breath, and also stretched out her little finger and hooked it on Bai Liu’s little finger twice, “I promise not to tell anyone.”

Bai Liu smiled darkly: “Lie The person who wants to swallow a thousand needles? Oh, Sister Xiaokui.”