I became the king of villains in the game

Chapter 120 Saint Incarnation

"call……"

Chen Lun breathed a sigh of relief, and did not expect the additional benefit of popularity.

At this moment, he has turned on the big snake form, and under the blessing of [Hell Resistance], even if he is within the core range of the flame, he has not received any damage.

Take off the leather glove on the severed palm and put it in the grape ring.

In this way, a [B-grade monster] became his trophy.

Polaris and his party were standing blankly on the edge of Bradley Square, looking up at the figure in the sky, and the scene that just happened was deeply imprinted in their minds.

The five players turned their heads and looked around again, and saw a crowd of people praying and worshiping.

"So... is it really just a slightly heavyweight NPC?"

The horse man was startled, and asked.

"His identity is probably even more surprising than we imagined... He may even be one of the protagonists of the main plot."

Polaris let out a breath and analyzed in a deep voice.

Gou Tou Jin and Wang Wang Wuji nodded in agreement, Su Keying saved the video, opened her eyes wide and said:

"It must be! So handsome and so strong, can he not be the protagonist?!"

In her eyes, there were only stars popping out.

"Pink powder!"

Gallery below.

The distinguished guests who came to participate in the art exhibition looked at each other speechlessly at this moment, only feeling lingering fear in their hearts, and even a kind of rejoicing after the catastrophe.

The Pompeii family didn't smile, but were very dignified. Rebecca pursed her lips and kept looking up at the sky, concerned about Mr. Jack's safety.

"He's actually fine... It's really surprising, how does a [Sequence 8] Transcendent manage to do this."

Rosa snorted lightly.

Noah, who was beside her, laughed happily after hearing what her sister said.

Floy hid behind the crowd, lowered her head, and listened to the message from the existence in her body.

She could feel the warning from [Potted Plant in the Back Sun], telling her to leave immediately.

"I won't go, I will wait for him."

[Potted plant in the back sun] was silent for a while, indicating that with Floyd's current physical condition, he can only release it once, and then it will quickly get out of control, and there is almost no time to save it.

"It's okay, I must help him."

Floyd said lightly.

On the ground not far away, there is a black area like ruins.

Beckman's body fell in the center, burned to black charcoal, and the human form could barely be seen.

"Traitor of the 'History and Ritual Society', member of the Mitchell family, Beckman Mitchell..."

The bone key was turned completely, and a cold male voice came out from inside.

Everyone was startled and cast their gazes one after another.

"Thank you for everything you have done for the Red Apple Church..."

Beckman's corpse began to twist, and the skeletal muscles made a creepy clicking sound, and finally formed a spiral "gate" with the bone key in his chest as the core.

The "door" opened slowly, and a big pale hand stretched out from inside, covered with scarlet blood.

At first glance, I even felt that I was in a sea of ​​blood, and my whole body began to tremble involuntarily, producing instinctive fear.

Immediately afterwards, on a wall of intact flesh and blood, a brand new painting slowly emerged, which was exactly the portrait of Beckman himself.

His figure is illusory, with dozens of hundreds of different figures, some with ferocious expressions, some excited and laughing, some embarrassed, or completely unrecognizable... But these are like insects frozen in amber, overlapping each other , it is difficult to break free.

The name of this oil painting - "Poor Worm"

Perhaps Beckman never thought that he would eventually become a work in the [Gallery of Bones].

At this moment, the spiral door transformed by Beckman's corpse opened completely.

A naked man emerged from the blood, holding the bone key with his backhand.

He pulled out the bone key and stood alone, with red hair reaching his waist, deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and an endless sea of ​​blood in his eyes.

The man looked around for a week, and everyone felt that their breathing was stagnant. The smell of blood overwhelmed them, and they almost suffocated.

"Red Apple Church, Archbishop Rafa..."

Rosa looked at the man in front of her, and said the name hoarsely.

Rafa smiled at her.

"You know me... that's right, the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce has always been very powerful in intelligence.

Then you should also know what I'm going to do next. "

Rosa only felt that the blood in her body was not in control, as if she was about to get out of her body and run towards the man opposite.

She used her extraordinary power to suppress the manic blood, then figured out something, and said:
"You want to sacrifice all the people here?
Sacrifice them to [Gallery of Bones]... and then blame Beckman, the defector from the 'History and Ceremony Association', and take back this strange thing justifiably as a victim.

But you are really not afraid of the Church of the Sun and the shelter? "

"What a clever little girl..."

Rafa smiled and teased, but did not respond to the latter sentence.

Rosa immediately thought about something again, and the tension on her face dissipated a lot.

"It is impossible for you to come here. A saint of the Red Apple Church suddenly disappeared from the Tourmaline King City. The Sun Royal Family will not remain indifferent."

"Yes, it's just an avatar."

Rafa readily admitted.

"But it's enough."

He played with the bone key in his hand, with a nostalgic look on his face.

"Monro...just lend me your power."

boom! !

Countless drops of blood floated around the red-haired man's body, forming a blood robe.

Six phantoms of oil paintings flashed behind his head, spread out like a folding fan.

"The sun, the moon, the stars, flesh and blood, conspiracy, the earth... Well, the power of the moon is a little weaker, it's just a [Sequence 9-Spiritual Medium]."

Rafa chuckled and turned to look aside.

Roderick's soul suddenly froze.

"Soul rest in peace!"

He raised his hand and aimed at the tall red-haired man.

Resisting the pain of the wound, he shouted loudly:
"Mona!"

Mona, who was standing beside him, drew her gun instantly, aimed at Rafa's head and heart and other deadly parts, and fired several times.

Bang bang bang! !
Shrouded by Roderick's extraordinary power, Rafa stood motionless, but still kept a smile on his face.

wow wow...

The oil painting on the back of his head touched Beckman's "Poor Worm", and immediately his eyes flashed countless previous fragments.

There were several muffled puffs, and the bullet hit Rafa's body.

He didn't realize it, as if it wasn't him who was hurt.

The history of the previous second began to overlap with this moment, and Rafa's injuries recovered as before.At the same time during this process, His hand began to move slowly.

Roderick, who was trying to control him, was sweating on his forehead, and seemed unable to hold on.

Ping!
The black light between Roderick's five fingers shattered, he grunted and staggered back.

Rafa chuckled lightly, and after breaking free from control, his movements resumed freely.With his fingers, he gently picked up four phantom images of bullets from a past picture, stuck them between his fingers, and flicked them.

Bang! !

The four bullets made a terrifying noise, cut through the air waves, and flew towards Roderick, Mona, Noah, and Rosa.

"!!"

Roderick was powerless to resist, and watched the yellow projectiles flying towards him like cannonballs, finally blasting through his chest.

He spat out blood with a wow and flew backwards.

After a few bangs, Meng Na was also hit by the projectile, and her left arm was directly shattered. She rolled and fell to the corner of the wall, buried by countless rubble and dust.

Rosa waved out the silver mist, inhaled the phantoms of the two bullets that were fired, and disappeared without a trace.

Noah leaned against the wall and stood up, all muscles bulging, rolled up his sleeves and was ready to fight Rafa.But he was stopped by his sister in the next second. Rosa turned her head and said softly:
"Noah, don't be impulsive."

"But sister..."

A scream came, interrupting Noah's words.

The bone key in Rafa's hand seemed to be a living thing, wriggling in his palm.Roderick struggled painfully on the ground, and after a while, he froze, like a statue.

On the wall, his portrait emerged, a cold man in black with a high collar, and the name of the painting was "The Silence of the Empire".

At the same time, among the six paintings behind Rafa's head, the painting of the woman's back originally containing [Moon Faction Sequence 9-Spiritual Medium] was replaced by Roderick.

"Well, although it's a bit worse, it can only be done like this..."

Rafa groaned, and looked up at Rosa.

"I don't have much time, so let's deal with you first."

(End of this chapter)