As a player, can you be normal?

Chapter 463: Have you rested enough? Hmm...

Gus's death was probably the most frustrating.

The summoned bosses lost contact with him one by one, causing their strength to decline and their bodies to become weak. In fact, no one could find them hiding on the island.

The signal that Li Nuo marked on him attracted the attention of another cult leader.

The mechanical life forms threw bombs at him desperately.

Malge used [Nokia's Railgun] to hit the target from a long distance.

Until his death, Gus had no idea what happened or how he died.

This high priest who reigned supreme over all other priests came to a bleak end. After all his planning, in the end no player even bothered to meet him.

In the broken pit in the center of the island, the mechanical lifeform pulled out Gus's blood-stained clothes.

His flesh and a fragment of a [Fake Teardrop] were shaken out from inside.

Malger sat on the roof of the car and asked the mechanical life forms to leave. The mission was completed.

Ichijo Ming stood at the front of the car and looked at the scene in disbelief.

The wind blew up her hair.

The girl felt inexplicably at ease.

"Is it over?"

"Humph……"

Maljie said nothing. He sat cross-legged, supported his leaning body with his hands, and looked up at the sky.

[Kill the priest Gus and get point 1]

"I said, is it over?"

A bright star jumped onto the roof of the car.

Maljie glanced at the girl and showed her rosy girlish smile.

"Well, it's over."

Ichijo Ming nodded happily.

"Great~ I can go home now."

The girl's casual "go home" made Maljie's eyes flicker. He no longer had a home, and even if he did, it would take twenty years before he had one.

【Settlement】

[Gus's Treasure Box]

……

The system prompts that the [Battle] has ended.

Cha Bai lifted the curtain of hair that was blown by the wind.

She turned her head and looked at Li Nuo and Soran.

"stop fighting."

Soran was holding Li Nuo's head, and they were both stunned.

Because Cha Bai was holding a white remote control in his hand.

"Is it over?"

She asked.

Li Nuo said "hmm" and looked at Soran. The [Explorer] walked over and touched the remote control. All the information flowed into his brain, compiled into data, and printed on the lenses of his glasses. Along with the sunlight in the sky, a ray of light was reflected in the air, and the floating panel told the three people present the answer.

[Subspace compression bomb, remote control]

[Description: "Subspace Compression Bomb", something created using the space-time and "love" of the Gemini goddesses in the world of "Ys". The space-time can travel through space and time, and love can clear the malice of hell]

Li Nuo sat up.

"Would you like to translate for me?"

Just as Soran was about to open his mouth, Li Nuo added another sentence.

"You will be teleported back to the train at a random time of about two seconds to one minute, so please hurry up."

Soren ignored him and told another story.

"There are two players in 'Sky Corridor'. They once played the roles of a goddess and an adventurer in a world. The goddess used her divine power to exorcise the demons there, and the adventurer used a sword and shield to protect the goddess' life... Etta and Pippen."

The power of the Gemini goddesses restrains the malice of darkness.

Therefore, Etta and Pippen can ignore the coming of darkness, open up space in the cursed world, and create the [Subspace Compression Bomb] to save everyone.

But the source of the bomb came from the group of believers in Maljie.

So no one can tell who helped whom, just think of it as players helping players, but it no longer matters.

What matters is what role the player plays.

Soran hinted that every player who could survive the "World War" had actually left his own mark in a certain world, a mark that had changed the world.

The idiot couple, the witcher and the sorceress, the glutton, the saintly Amuro, and even the Blood Emperor's group of chuunibyou, have all caused problems in the operation of the world to a greater or lesser extent.

Like now.

At the heart of the Omega Core, the [Subspace Compression Bomb] silently clings to it.

If it explodes, the vampire king of another world will lose all his plans and the future of the "Church of the Undead" will vanish into thin air.

Soran then realized that his trip was not in vain.

[Explorer] communicates directly with the world, but lacks real communication, which leads to some things he cannot fully understand.

In order to defeat Lillian, Soran kept this incident in mind. One day in the future, he did use what he felt today to defeat Lillian, but that is a story for another time.

Cha Bai interrupted his thoughts and asked, "Sauron, can it be used?"

Soran nodded: "This bomb is fine."

Cha Bai smiled and pressed the start button.

……

The Omega robot that was struggling with the void hand suddenly stopped.

The trains also stopped running.

The castle stands on a hellish track of eerie elements, like a large sculpture, or like a fortress that was always there.

The wind mixed with blood swept through the bloody wheat fields buried with flesh and bones.

Inky blood color.

The train and the castle disappeared.

……

[End of World War]

【Points calculation】

[Team, a group of thieves who spread happiness to the world (idiot couple): 0 points]

[Team, Space-Time Robbers (Blood Emperor, Brupu Fans): 1 point]

[Team, Amuro Family: 1 point]

[Team, random name (Phil): 7 points]

[Team…

【…】

【8 minutes】

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[World War, Low-level Group]

[First place: Endless Corridor]

……

[Two hundred and five years have passed since the "Endless Corridor" last won first place in the low-level group]

……

[Congratulations to "Endless Corridor"]

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[The "World Core" has been seized. This area will belong to the "Endless Corridor". Within a week, creatures from "Cairo Star" or "Southern World" will find this place.]

……

The king looked away from the screen.

He pinched his eyebrows in embarrassment.

"Angel, let them change their name... shame on you."

Angel smiled and nodded: "Let them be."

The king said nothing more, but just leaned back in the recliner and snapped his fingers at the staff.

"Hey, thank you for your hard work."

The staff was confused: "Ah...?"

The king said calmly, "You helped them cheat at the beginning, right? You also contributed to their victory."

The staff member wanted to ask, "Can I get a promotion?" but held back the words. He thought of Wenk's evaluation of their immediate boss: a good man who shoulders all the responsibilities.

Since he is a good person, don't talk too much to him.

The staff thought so.

Also at this time.

The clock tower over Basel sways.

Deafening shouts came from there.

It's the "Wrath of Bahamut" man who's back.

Angel stood by the window.

"Lillian and the others also won, King..."

She turned her head, the dull sunlight illuminated half of her face, and she looked confused, uneasy, and happy.

"What will happen next?"

The Endless Corridor is the weakest corridor. It has three zones in the world war and it won two of them. Great joy and great sorrow are sometimes separated by a thin veil. Only a few people are "super-standard", and most of the players are regarded as the last in other corridors.

"What can we do? Since it's a good thing, let's be happy first and we can talk about the future later."

The king stretched and took a lazy breath.

"Incredible..."

"Yeah, it's incredible." Angel agreed, "Lillian's situation was more difficult, but she still won. For the players, Li Nuo and his team's victory would be suppressed by Lillian's victory. After all, 'Bahamut's Wrath' is facing a high-end game."

King: "Fool."

Angel: “Huh?”

"Don't you understand?" asked the king.

Angel shook his head, he really didn't understand how he was stupid.

The staff member interjected: "Compared to 'Wrath of Bahamut' which solved the problem by killing, Li Nuo and his team didn't really kill anyone in the end, but they actually defeated everyone. This is the most difficult thing."

Angel: “Really…”

The king pointed to the staff.

“Promotion.”

……

Inside Wink's Tavern.

Wenk heard the conversation between the king and others through the monitor and saw everything from the camera. Of course, it was the result of His Majesty the King's tacit consent.

"Won?"

Wink was dumbfounded.

"Really won?"

This old fox began to plan for future business. The "Fifth Detective Guild" would become famous, and then a group of players would come over. By then, Wink's identity as a liar would be ignored in the torrent of interests and power, and he would be able to deceive the players on a large scale.

The more Wenk thought about it, the more excited he became.

Nanami went back behind the bar and quietly sorted the wine glasses.

"Jane, I thought you would be happier than me."

"Why?" Nanami put down her wine glass and squatted down to move the box of wine bottles: "Because of my friendship with them?"

"Shouldn't it?" Wenk asked.

"You're overthinking it." Nanami said calmly, "Don't be surprised that Maljie and the others won. It's totally normal."

With a clang, she moved the wine box to the table and cleaned out the bottles.

"I have to prepare to reach level 80 soon, or my 'idol' contract will expire."

She is incredibly calm, which can be said to be the result of hard work.

Wen Ke stood up and said, "I have to go find Li Nuo."

Nanami said with empty eyes: "I don't think they will be back for a while..."

……

Border prison.

Grove was holding the phone.

On the other end of the phone, the staff from Malu City relayed the latest situation of the train.

Six hours ago, the missing train suddenly appeared on the tracks.

More than 900 passengers did not return, but at least not all died. His wife and daughter survived.

The rest... A priest from the "Church of the Undead" escaped, and the whereabouts of the remaining priests are unknown, but according to the confessions of the cultists in the city, the life signs of that group of priests have disappeared.

As for the cause and effect of what happened, no one knew. Everyone seemed to have been stripped of their memories. Only dozens of passengers said things like "mechanical cult", but no trace of other cults was found.

"Sir, then...would you like to speak to your wife?"

"no need."

Grove hung up the phone, put on his hat and walked back to the interrogation room.

The cult leader Pesca sat behind a cold table with a calm expression.

"I can see the relief on your face."

"Yes, it seems your followers have failed."

Pesca was not surprised. He just crossed his hands and laughed: "I knew that absorbing the power of the other world is part of the curse."

This leader wished that those priests would die, that if Gus and the others died, everything would be back to zero.

Grof gave advice: "I don't know how many more years your body can bear. I hope I can see your natural death before I die. But Mr. Pesca, your soul can only be imprisoned in this old body."

At this point, Pesca remained silent.

Grof felt that there was no need to waste any more words. Even though he hated the "Church of the Undead" and hated Pesca even more, he had his own career to pursue and now had more important things to deal with.

The death or disappearance of the priests of the "Church of the Undead" would result in the gray industry in Malu City and even the entire country being managed by this church being ownerless.

As the new mayor of Maluo City, he has his hands full.

After half an hour.

Grof stood in the city next to the prison, holding a coffee cup in his hand. His subordinates went to the bathroom, so he could take this opportunity to relax alone.

everything is over.

Yes, Grof thought so. At least the matter from the "Church of the Undead" has come to an end.

Pesca is an old man who has been sidelined and can't cause any trouble.

A black car drove past on the asphalt road in front of us and stopped at the National Hall not far away.

The rear door opens.

Pesca was picked up like a guest.

Grove opened his eyes wide, unable to believe what he saw.

"you……"

Pesca gave him a loving smile.

Pesca asked the guard for permission to say goodbye to Grof.

The guards knew Grof and did not try to stop him. They just put a wide-brimmed hat on Pesca to hide his face.

The cult leader walked over surrounded by guards, his steps steady.

"Mr. Grove, we meet again. I wanted to let you indulge in beautiful dreams for the rest of your life."

Pesca raised the corners of his mouth with a victorious look.

At this moment, Grove understood what had happened.

State hall, state cars, state security guards.

Pesca was incorporated into the state.

"Have you guys already agreed on this...?"

An old pervert who has lived for two hundred years is a resource for a turbulent country. He was supposed to be picked up today, and it was Pesca who set this date because he believed that from today on, the priests in the "Church of the Undead", including Gus, would be gone.

With Gus and the others dead, Pesca's safety is guaranteed, and his new life is about to begin.

And all this is thanks to the work of "Traveler from Another World".

Every step was actually within Pesca's calculations.

"Look at you, Grof, you're talking nonsense." Pesca said, "Before, because the identity of a cult leader was too sensitive, and the country still retained a trace of dignity called human rights, whether to go to jail or be a test subject was entirely up to me. There will be a war in the next two years, and the authorities are also urging me to make a decision."

"You...you will..."

“I will exist as part of the country.”

What Pesca meant was that by being a test subject for national research, with official protection and research, he might actually be able to obtain a real, long lifespan, which would be much easier than making a deal with the devil.

When Grove learned the truth, his face turned pale and his hands shook.

"May you be happy for the rest of your life. I will spend my infinite life watching over you, Mr. Grove."

"Peskah!"

Grof's defenses were completely broken. He could not forget the family members who were killed by Pesca's damn cult. Decades of hard work had been spent just to make this old guy wait for death in prison for the rest of his life, but who could have predicted the capriciousness of the state apparatus.

The guards pinned Grover to the ground.

Pesca was also taken away.

As the old man left, he was still saying, "I only treat you as chess pieces. If you also have an infinite lifespan, you will do the same as me."

In front of the National Hall, the officer who received Pesca warned him, "Pay attention to your identity. From now on, you are nothing but a pile of rotten meat."

Pesca bowed his head humbly.

Yes.

I am rotten meat.

So my real self is not here.

You can take this body away and study the elements and magic inside it. Sooner or later, you will be able to use science and magic to extend my life.

In the underground test base of the Nameless Village, Pesca's real body lay on the cold bed, sneering as he closed the consciousness connection with his clone.

Players, priests, countries, everything is nothing more than a chess piece for this old man to prolong his life.

Even the vampire king is just a part of the story.

In the room where he was, flesh and bones were mixed together all around, just like the Asura Hell.

Pesca, trembling with bandages all over his body, is the "manipulator" behind everything.

"That's disgusting."

The girl's voice came through the pipe.

Pesca was stunned.

Boom!
The cover of the pipe was kicked open.

The butterfly squeezed out from inside.

She straightened her bones while walking towards Pesca's real body.

"You stink of a rotting corpse...you're just wasting bandages if you're still alive."

Pesca was dumbfounded. He knew that someone had invaded, and he also knew that the invader had deliberately cut off the exit.

But there are mechanisms he set up here, which are like a maze with a ghost wall, and no one has ever found the right path for all these years.

"You...you are..."

Snapped!
Die gave Pesca a big fight.

"Shut up, old man, or I'll slice you into pieces."

Diechong waved into the pipe.

"Come out, it's not dangerous, you cowards!"

All of a sudden, there was a clanging sound in the pipe, and Rick's foursome and the gorilla driver squeezed out noisily.

Rick has the magic to print three-dimensional maps, and Pesca's maze can't trap him.

Die and the gorilla driver have excessive fighting power, and the experimental subjects in the maze do what they are told.

"Is this the true form of the cult leader?" Rick was surprised: "It's so weak, will it explode?"

"Mr. Li actually mobilized so many of us to kill you?" Die pinched her nose and approached the terrified Pesca, smacking her lips: "What a waste of feelings... I'll have to ask Mr. Li for more money when I get back."

Pesca asked in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Li...?"

Even if Pesca racked his brains, he couldn't remember anyone named Li who wanted to attack him.

Die ignored him and asked the players behind him, "Now that he's dead, the world will be ruled by the Mechanical Cult, right?"

Die said, "Let's play rock-paper-scissors, and whoever wins will kill him."

No one wanted to do it because Pesca looked disgusting.

The gorilla driver sighed and raised the wooden board: "Useless things, let me show you the methods of a tough guy."

After that, the gorilla driver smashed Pesca's head with the script board.

……

Grove will never forget this day.

He saw with his own eyes that Pesca's head was suddenly smashed into a bloody paste by an invisible force.

……

——The leader of the "Church of the Undead", Pesca, died unexpectedly while being escorted.

Phil shook the newspaper, stood on the street with a cigarette in his mouth, and threw a coin to the merchant who was buying newspapers.

"Oh no! Someone got there first, and that was what I was supposed to do..."

He leaned against the wall, pouting, feeling incredible.

"In this case, your freedom is no longer given to you by me."

Phil turned his head.

Phoenix was next to him drinking instant coffee.

The woman shook her head indifferently.

"So how did you find me?"

"The smell," Phil said. "I have a very sensitive nose."

"weirdo."

"Your leader is dead, what are your plans now?"

Phoenix thought of the conversation he had with Phil in the Omega core area.

Pesca could remotely control Phoenix's life and death, but now that Pesca is dead, Phoenix is ​​free.

The woman looked up at the gloomy sky and turned up her collar to cover her head.

"I don't know what to do..."

"No, it's not."

Phil stood in front of her and said with a smile:
"Didn't I tell you about that?"

Phoenix was stunned.

"You mean...you love me?"

"Yeah!" Phil nodded with a smile: "Look, your leader is dead. Can you give me an answer now?"

"I have no feeling for things like feelings..." Phoenix was embarrassed, but after thinking about it, he asked, "Didn't you say you could take me to see all kinds of worlds? Maybe after a long time, I may not be able to give you an answer."

[Glutton] If you want to carry a soul, it’s best if the other party agrees, otherwise it’s impossible to separate the soul from the body alive.

"Then you have to die once."

"It doesn't matter."

Phoenix shrugged.

The next second, Phil was on the street, piercing Phoenix's heart with his hand, and then absorbing the woman into his palm.

This scene caused chaos on the street.

Phil didn't care. He planned to leave the script directly. He waited for Phoenix for a whole day and spent too much extra gold coins.

at this time.

A flying knife stabbed towards him from a distance, and Phil's hand, like an afterimage, clamped the blade with his fingers.

There was a note hanging on the flying knife.

It says: 5900, my number, we are both demon hunters, let’s talk about making medicine when we get back.

Phil laughed out loud.

He shook his finger in the direction where the flying knife came from to indicate that he had received it.

Couples hotel.

Three floors.

Li Nuo leaned on the windowsill, his cheeks were thin and his eyes were dead.

He watched Phil disappear, and the heavy stone in his heart finally fell.

"Lao Ma has gone to find his group of believers. When he finishes his work, I will get Xia Nuoya out and harvest another wave before going home."

Li Nuo nodded imperceptibly, feeling proud of his own wit.

When he was narcissistic...

Cha Bai stretched out her fair arms and pulled him back onto the bed from behind.

"That's enough rest."

"Wait, wait a minute, I'll close the curtains!"

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ps: (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

(End of this chapter)