I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 122 You can never choose one of the wrong four
Anlos' eyes narrowed slightly.

That's the tricky thing about Les Louis.

One claw can scratch half of the blood pipe, which is a terrifying attack power for players. If they miss, it will have no effect.

Splitting into three clones and having the real body appear randomly is the most difficult thing to do.

There is no way to tell the difference except luck.

If you choose wrongly, congratulations, the killed clone will be resurrected again.

Therefore, in the previous life of Anros, no player successfully killed Raid Louis.

It is equivalent to the existence of plot killing.

It was only from her that I got the long-standing secret information of the Louis family, which opened the curtain of the lustful painter's invasion of the empire.

The tree of sinners' heads will also die.

If you want to rescue it and destroy Samuel's plan to use human skin as a canvas, you have to kill Les Louis here.

Twist, the future.

[Master, this guy is difficult to deal with. He has been infused with a lot of nightmare power. ] The portrait looked at Anros expectantly, [You must have a solution, right? 】

Anros was silent.

The portrait's smile froze: [You must have a way, right? 】

If you want to fight, you can definitely beat him.

Once the tempering flame burns, not to mention Les Louis, the entire Louis family will be lost.

But correspondingly, Anros also had to bear the damage of the flames, killing one thousand enemies and damaging himself eight hundred.

After this battle, Samuel Louis, who had destroyed his "century-old cause", would definitely regard him as a thorn in his side.

If you cannot maintain a good state, you may be in danger later.

Letting players who know they can't beat him follow him is also meant to be a human shield and cannon fodder.

Anlos felt very at ease.

[Tonight, the new star of the empire will fall]

Laisi's four voices overlapped together, making Li Sanguang's hair stand on end and giving him goosebumps.

"Lord Holy Son, I will resist this monster! You should take advantage of the opportunity and run away!"

Li Sanguang shouted, loyal.

Er Dao Scar let out a light tut, but also raised his sword, half of his body blending into the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

They are players. Even if there is a death penalty, they will be resurrected. They are cheating existences.

Anlos is different.

No matter how much he possesses the power given by God, as a human being, he is still a weak human being. If he dies, he is really dead!

The kind that will shut down the prophet camp!
The portrait was also guarded in front of Anros, with a solemn look on his face.

【Hehehe】

Four identical, perfect faces smiled, as if laughing at their overestimation.

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Anros stared at Lais's perfect face like a painting, opened his hand, the space was distorted, and a slender silver sword slowly condensed.

It would be great if we could accurately find out which one is the real body.
Choosing one of the four is too much of a test of luck.

If you can lock on to a target, you can easily kill her with your sword.

at this time.

[The current situation meets one of the four triggering conditions, and the title "God Test" effect is activated! 】

[God Test: When faced with choices, your intuition can often come into play. When it comes to choosing one of the four, you can never go wrong]

[Note: I won’t watch it if Conan Theater doesn’t care]

Anlos was stunned.

A strong intuition suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart.

It was like an invisible arrow stretched out, pointing straight ahead at the second clone from the right.

Tell Anlos openly that his true body is here!

".Wow."

Anlos couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice, and a little light gradually appeared in his eyes.

The title "Kao Shen" was an additional reward he received when he obtained full marks in all subjects in the monthly examination a few months ago.

At that time, he also thought about other occasions besides exams that could meet the conditions of choosing one of the four.

Unexpectedly, the opportunity would come right now!
"Haha~"

The portrait looked at Anlos who suddenly laughed in surprise, looking at the cunning and satisfied smile on his face that looked like success.

The heart that was originally worried gradually relaxed.

Well, it looks very familiar with that smile.

This is a sign that a certain enemy who is sure of victory will suffer misfortune.

The portrait looked at his "sister" with a touch of ridicule and pride, exactly like the Louis family.

["4" is a good number, it represents your punishment for breaking into the boudoir——]

Four perfect faces smiled, and four shriveled and thin bodies rushed towards him together!
Swift as a hyena!
"call--!"

Anros turned sideways, and his sharp long fingers brushed across his face, and the strong wind blew up his hair.

"Want to dance with me, miss?"

Anros bent his eyes, and there was a bone-chilling chill in his ice-blue eyes.

"It's a pity that my dance partner is not you!"

Anlos swung his sharp sword, the shining silver tip pointed directly at the other clone, and his steady voice echoed in the dormitory, making a loud sound!

"It's the real thing! Kill it!"

The words were like thunder, and everyone had a look of astonishment on their faces.

Among them, Laisi, who was targeted, had the biggest reaction.

The perfect smile that had remained unchanged from beginning to end had a crack, just like a crack in the mask. This subconscious reaction is enough to prove everything!
Li Sanguang and the portrait immediately changed their goals, but under the obstruction of the single wolf, someone was faster than the two of them!

The shadow fluctuated like ripples, and a sharp sword suddenly stabbed out from it!
"Pfft!"

The sharp sword pierced out of Lais's chest again, and then suddenly pulled diagonally——

【Ah ah ah! ! ! 】

The bright red blood that was half converted into paint spurted out and splashed on Er Dao's head, making his pupils as sharp and bloodthirsty as wolves.

Splitting three clones took a lot of Laisi's strength, and she couldn't split another face to fight back like before.

He could only turn around and swing out his sharp claws, but Er Dao Scar had already drawn his sword to dodge.

A hideous gash spread from her chest to her shoulders, and blood stained half of her body red.

[How did you know that I am my real body? ! 】

Lais' face was twisted in pain, her smile looked extremely ugly, and she glared at Anlos angrily.

"It's the revelation from the Prophet," Anros said softly, "The Prophet knows everything."

【prophet.? 】

Lais was confused. She had never heard of this name, and Lord Samuel had never mentioned it.

What kind of existence is this?
Why did you suddenly appear to fight against them?

"Hmph! Stupid thing, you don't even know about the great prophet! You deserve to be used as a gunman!"

Li Sanguang was so angry that Laisi was stunned for a moment. She really felt that it was her fault, and she couldn't help but feel even more upset. She felt that she had lost Sir Samuel's face.

It can be seen that the portrait seems to want to speak but stops, and stops but wants to speak.

Master, you are truly the source of all evil.
Once his true identity was revealed, the battle turned completely one-sided.

Even if Laisi switched several times in the process, Anros could still identify it accurately.

Really, it's like divine help.

【prophet.! What kind of existence are you? 】

Laisi spat out a mouthful of blood, her body was already broken, and if it weren't for the support of the power of nightmare, she would have died long ago.

[Lord Samuel, what grudge do you have against you? Why do you want to participate in the disputes in the world! ! ! 】

She yelled angrily, as if questioning the gods.

The battle is decided.

She lost.

The strongest move was easily neutralized, leaving Lais no room for improvement.

"Hoo, ho, stop struggling to your death! Woman!"

Li Sanguang was also seriously injured and had very little life left.

He smiled like a villain, raised his sword and walked towards Lais, while glancing at the two scars.

Erdao Scar snorted coldly, crossed his arms, and had no intention of grabbing anyone's head.

The victory in this battle was mostly due to the Holy Son.

Not to mention that the location of the real body was pointed out every time, and a lot of God-given power was used to assist them during this process.

Otherwise, with their current strength, it would be almost impossible to contend with this monster.

Anlos Tian.
Erdaoscar rolled his eyes, secretly glanced at Anros, and raised the corners of his mouth.

interesting.

It’s really hard to wonder who you are.

Suddenly, Erdaoscar's pupils shrank, he drew his sword and rushed towards Anros, while shouting: "Stop!!!"

Li Sanguang was alarmed by this angry shout, stopped and turned to look.

I saw the lone wolf holding a sword on Anlos' neck from behind!

"One step closer and I will kill this kid!"

The single wolf roared, his eyes blood red, full of extreme shock and horror.

They can actually kill this terrifying and powerful monster!

Absolutely not.

The single wolf had a premonition that if this Laisi died, something bad would happen to the players who were engraved with the [Fax Humanoid].

As long as they hold their Holy Son hostage, they will not dare to act rashly!

So what if you have God-given power, you are not weak and powerless in itself.

At such a close distance, how can this kid beat me?

"you!!!"

Li Sanguang's eyes were about to burst, he clenched his big teeth and subconsciously looked at the portrait that was supposed to be guarding Anlos.

The latter didn't know why, maybe he didn't react, and looked at Anlos being held hostage, with a strange look on his face.

Like pity?

"You two, commit suicide for me now, I will let this kid go!"

The single wolf grinned crazily and proudly, and pressed the sword in his hand on Anlos' neck again, causing a trace of blood to ooze out.

"Otherwise, your Holy Son will never see the sun tomorrow again!"

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Anlos swayed with the movements of the lone wolf.

The white hair was messy and covered his face, and an ice-blue eye was exposed from the gap.

Inside, it was bone-chillingly cold.

Alas, humans always like to dig their own graves.

The passage to hell must have been dug by themselves.

The portrait looked at the clueless lone wolf and thought with pity.

(End of this chapter)