I became the king of villains in the game

Chapter 642 Saint Noah

The power of the lady of sighs, coupled with the scroll increase of the old mage.

Through Noah's beautiful singing came...

Shaquille, the vice president of the History and Ceremony Association, froze on the spot.

He never expected that a group of mid-sequence "mortals" would actually plan to kill him.Even if someone told him about this before he came in person, he would just laugh it off.

Because this kind of thing is really too ridiculous.

However, at this moment, Shaquille felt a strong sense of unease.

He clearly felt that he was hypnotized.

He was hypnotized by a Sequence Five [Boneman] through the singing of [Sea Demon] in the form of some kind of monster plus a scroll!
how did you do that?
How can a mortal break through the mythical resistance and let himself fall asleep?
What the hell is that scroll...

Shaquille was puzzled.

But he still didn't worry too much.

Because even if he falls into a deep sleep, the other party does not have the means to hurt himself. After all, the gap between a high-ranking person and an ordinary person is too great... Even if he stands still and lets the other party do what he does, it is impossible to hurt a single hair of himself.

And once he wakes himself up, it is the time for the other party's death!
"Just some useless tricks..."

Shaquille's eyes flashed coldly.

Bang!
Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Shaquille suddenly realized that he was standing on a stage.

The bright lights fell from the sky and landed on the body. There were crowds of audiences under the stage, men, women, old and young, all dressed in decent dresses, looking forward with anticipation and smiling.

A dozen meters away, a blond man in a fat funny clown costume was looking at him with his hips on his hips.

This guy……

Wasn't it the priest of the Dawn Church who was swept in half by himself with a "magic laser" just now and died tragically on the spot?

Why did it appear again? !
"Oh, a dream?"

Shaquille sneered, raised his hand and was about to use his power to kill the opponent, but the next second, he couldn't help but lower his head in a daze.

At his own wrist, Qi Gen disappeared.

hand actually...

Gone? !
"Every audience, please welcome with warm applause, Mr. Shaquille, the vice president of the History and Ritual Association!"

Alexis yelled.

"Today's performance will be crowned by this saint, who will act as the partner of the great Alex!"

clap clap clap...

Bursts of applause immediately sounded, echoing in the huge opera house.

Shaquille frowned slightly, and he glanced around the audience. These audiences were no different from ordinary people, some were whispering, talking about dinner and new pipe styles, some were distracted and looked away, some were applauding excitedly. Lu looks forward to it.

This dream is very real.

But no matter how real the dream is, it is impossible to affect him——

Bang! !

Shaquille instantly felt a sharp pain from his cheek, and then his whole head buzzed, his vision trembled, turned upside down, and finally landed on the smooth and polished floor of the stage.

There was a loud splash.

He fell to the ground, turned his head in astonishment, and found that the blond youth raised a fist and looked down at him.

"During the performance, my mind was distracted, but I didn't respect the performance of the audience. This is a small lesson. If I do it again, I will be ruthless."

"Damn guy..."

A killing intent flashed across Shaquille's face, and he got up from the ground.

But in the next second, he suddenly discovered that he had lost all his previous power, and he was no different from ordinary people!
Shaquille remained calm, staring indifferently at the guy in front of him.

Since it is a dream, it is reasonable to lose power, after all, this is the opponent's home field... But he has been thinking about various ways to solve it from the beginning, but he has no idea.

Soon, Shaquille saw the blond clown raise a hand, wearing a green plush glove doll, which looked like an ugly cartoon frog.

The other party seemed to be performing ventriloquism on stage, opening and closing the mouth of the plush frog, and said in a strange tone:

"Mr. Shaquille is a rude guy. He never speaks politely. He also likes to bully others. In the past few days, he has even abused cute cats and killed more than a dozen white cats in succession."

There were bursts of boos from off the stage.

And some lady swearing.

Shaquille was expressionless and unresponsive.

He observed the environment secretly, and already had some guesses in his heart.

This dream...

It is likely to be built by the mighty power of the deep sea or the path of fate, but the blond clown in front of him is clearly just an ordinary person in reality, who was killed by himself...Why does the other party trap him?
"Oh, by the way, Mr. Shaquille usually likes to use lasers to kill people. He was like this in the background just now. He cut me in half with a swipe, and it hurt me to death!"

The blond clown gestured at his stomach with exaggerated movements, and demonstrated his death, which made the audience laugh out loud.

Alex raised his other hand again, motioning the audience to be quiet, then painted a funny face with an exaggerated expression, and said loudly:

"That's why I plan to avenge my personal revenge. Just on this stage, show him some color..."

"it is good!"

"Fuck him to death!"

"Come on! Great Alex!"

The audience's emotions were mobilized and they shouted in confusion.

Shaquille found it all rather ridiculous.

"Is this kind of self-entertainment interesting?"

He said lightly.

"Of course it's interesting, Mr. Shaquille."

Alexis turned his head, puzzled.

"look--"

He lifted the plush doll, the frog opened its mouth wide, and a brilliant cyan laser shot out from the mouth, piercing Shaquille's left chest in an instant.

呲!
Shaquille's pupils shrank.

This is exactly the high-level magic beam that he mastered by grafting the remains of a magic saint...

Now, spitting it out of the mouth of the other's ridiculous plush doll, destroying his own heart!

Shaquille clearly felt the pain!
For decades or hundreds of years, he has almost forgotten what pain feels like... Now, he only feels that it is difficult to breathe, and his whole body is overwhelmed by this terrible pain.

"Good job!"

"Wow! That laser is beautiful!"

"Come again! Come again!"

The audience in the audience cheered and jumped up.

With a hippie smile on his face, Alex lifted up the plush doll, and sprayed out another laser beam, this time, directly cutting off Shaquille in the middle.

呲——

Plop.

Shaquille's upper body fell in a pool of blood, his face was ferocious, and his eyes showed unbelievable emotions.

this dream...

How can it be so real? !

He actually smelled the breath of death? !

My own spirituality is even weakening and is about to dissipate...

pat, pat!
Shaquille looked up, but saw the funny blond clown jumping up to him, the plush frog doll shook his head in front of him, and said:
"Poor Mr. Shaquille is still thinking, when will this dream end, and when he wakes up, he must kill all those who make fun of him... But what he doesn't know is—"

Alex raised his head and laughed loudly:
"I can't wake up!!"

Bang!
The stage lights went out instantly.

The voices of the audience also stopped abruptly.

Shaquille feels like everything is going dark...

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In a large room on the second floor of a quiet residential building.

A soft click.

The unburned cigar rolled to the ground, emitting wisps of smoke.

Polaris and the others stared blankly at the motionless figure in the field, not knowing what happened.

The sage of the Association, who had been aggressive at first, froze in place after saying a few words, his eyes glazed over.

Then, the shadow under his feet climbed up from his ankles and spread up, covering it completely in less than two seconds, as if it was covered with a layer of viscous black liquid.

"How is this going?"

Goutoujin swallowed a mouthful of saliva and whispered.

Polaris frowned and said in a deep voice:
"It should be Lord Noah's means. He hypnotized this high-ranking person, and then used the shadow power of [Bone Gallery] to erode the other party..."

"Of course there is also the credit of my great Alex. Yes, you guessed it right. This guy's spirituality has been torn to pieces by me. Even if he doesn't do anything, he probably won't live long."

Everyone looked up one after another, and saw Alex, who was wearing a brand-new church gray robe, was leaning on the door frame with his arms folded, forming an inscrutable shape.

The high players looked at each other.

Although the information of the circus cadres is widely circulated, only Alex has the least information. The Polaris team only knows that this guy has the ability similar to the player, immortal, but his strength is not as good as ordinary people...

Especially fond of bragging.

People gave him the nickname "Delusion Clown".

This clown is not that [clown], he is a real clown...

The players thought that the NPC was sick again, so they didn't pay much attention to it, but Dongyang's EQ is quite high, so he laughed and complimented:
"Thanks to the help of Mr. Alexis, I was able to get rid of this great enemy!"

"You kid has eyes!"

Alex was very helpful, with a smug expression on his face.

The quiet environment didn't last long, and soon, the shadow covering the saint of the association faded, and this person fell straight on the ground.

His face was expressionless, his pupils dilated.

"He's dead?!"

Goutoujin said in surprise.

Polaris approached and crouched down to check.

"Spirituality is confirmed to be annihilated, and this saint has fallen..."

"?!"

All the players were amazed.

With the strength of a Sequence Five extraordinary person, Noah killed a high-ranking saint without injury? !

"As expected of a circus cadre!"

The end sound was amazed.

"No wonder Jack used to value him so much..."

Shaquille's body was lying on the ground, leaving only a mythical body, which was exuding its characteristics. After a while, a retro brooch appeared on the spot, plus two high-level magic substances like sapphires.

The former is his legacy, and the latter is transformed from the remains of the magic saint he used to connect his limbs.

At this time, everyone suddenly discovered that a huge and dark shadow coffin was standing in the corner of the wall at some unknown time.

After a while.

A figure slowly walked out of it.

Reveal Noah's petite figure.

And at this time, he...he exudes a high-ranking mythical aura!

"Lord Noah?"

Polaris' expression changed slightly, and he said in surprise.

"You have been promoted to a high position?!"

Noah took a deep breath, then smiled shyly, and nodded in reply:
"Thank you for your help, I have indeed been promoted to Sequence Four [Dark Side]..."

"congratulations."

Polaris took off his hat and saluted him.

At the same time, the panel also prompted that the S-level task of "Saving the White Cat Missionary" failed.

He was startled, and secretly lost in his heart.

It seems that his road to high position promotion will be put on hold for a while.

But the next second.

However, he found that the prompts did not stop——

【Your deeds will be sung in the Dawn Church, and many saints, demigods and even angels will hear your name "Apostle in Cangyi" Polaris...】

[Regional popularity increased by 10 points...]

[You have met the opening conditions for the saint's promotion mission! 】

Polaris' expression gradually changed from astonishment to ecstasy!
(End of this chapter)