I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 217 The profiteer Anlos

Blood mist filled the air.

Under the strong pressure, the snowfield was silent, as if even the wind and snow had stopped.

This, this is the great evil god, Lord Prophet?

Among the players, there were many who saw the Prophet for the first time.

At this time, they were all trembling with fear from this magnificent and shocking scene. They couldn't help but kneel down on the spot and shout "Praise the Prophet!".

At the same time, I would like to add "This game is too real!".

When the bell that sounded like the end of the century gradually dispersed, the blood mist also dissipated.

From it, a holy figure emerged.

White curly hair, eyes as clear as lakes, delicate eyebrows like a doll, and a slender figure.

The figure that contrasted greatly with the blood mist slowly descended, landed in the snow, and stood in front of the players.

It left a deep impression on them.

In the silence, when the young man raised his eyes and gently glanced at the stunned players, they all trembled and couldn't suppress their excitement and whispered.

"Oh my god! Is this the Holy Son of the Prophet camp? He looks even better than in the photo!"

"Have you seen the skin texture?! It's just like the real thing! The modeling of this NPC is amazing!"

"Kowtow to the artist's horse!"

"Brother, what are you doing?"

A player who suddenly stood upside down in the snow replied sincerely to the surprised eyes of others:

"I want to see if they made Anlos' underwear."

"Okay! A role model for our generation!"

However, this player who followed his heart failed to get the answer in the end.

The undead horse, which was originally frightened, raised its hoof angrily, kicked up heavy snow, and directly buried the player.

Funeral and burial one-stop service.

"You dare to take advantage of our Holy Son! You deserve it!"

Li Sanguang laughed loudly, then rolled over to Anlos' side, took Anlos's white little hand, and said lovingly:

"Lord Holy Son, you are wearing so little, don't freeze~"

As he spoke, he rubbed Anlos' little hand back and forth.

"Fuck you Li Sanguang!"

"kill him!"

Players came to "rescue" one after another.

Anlos smiled and watched them playing tricks, feeling a little warm in his heart.

Ugh.

He thought so much, and suddenly shouted, "All eyes are on me, I'm going to announce something," and he rejoiced with the players.

But even if this behavior may be considered an "Easter egg" by players, his cold and aloof personality does not allow him to say such things.

Therefore, the burdened Anlos just pulled back his hand and said with a calm smile:
"Congratulations to you, all brave warriors. You defeated the Undead Horse, which fully proves your strength and courage."

【——! 】

The undead horse stamped its hooves unwillingly, as if accusing these humans of bullying the few.

Anros patted the undead horse's leg comfortingly and continued:

"You have passed the test set by the Prophet and have won the honor of becoming the loyal followers of the Prophet."

As soon as these words came out, the players were in a commotion, staring at Anros expectantly.

The female players with lace decorations on their clothes and belonging to the Ladies Tea Party stepped forward, lifted their skirts elegantly, and bowed to Anlos:
"Thank you, Lord Prophet, for your gift."

"With us here, you never have to worry about the rear."

While speaking, the ladies' eyes were staring directly at Anros, extremely hot.

It looked like he was eager to tear Anlos apart and insert his bones into his belly.

Tsk tsk, carnivore.

Anros cursed in his heart, but his face still had that pure and innocent look.

"Thank you, all beautiful ladies." Anlos smiled.

A simple word made them blush and wink at each other crazily!
The young master talked to me!

It’s worth the exhausting effort to complete the copy!

at this time.

Outside the players, a deep and thick voice suddenly sounded:

"Excuse me, Dear Lord Anros. If you don't choose to become a dependent of Lord Prophet, will you be punished?"

Don't you want to be a follower of the Prophet?

Crazy!
The players were surprised.

When they looked back and saw the row of shining silver armor, they suddenly realized——

It turned out to be a player from the Silver Crown Star Guild!

Unlike retail investors, large guilds generally do not join any organizations or forces in the game.

Instead, focus on building and developing yourself, so that the name of your guild can be heard throughout the continent.

Especially a game like "Nightmare Invasion" that is super open and has a high degree of freedom.

It is understandable that the Silver Crowned Star abides by the chivalry of justice and does not want to "complicit" with the evil god.

At this time, the players of Silver Crown Star were a little nervous.

They had all heard that the players who initially refused to join the Prophet's camp became the targets of the killing mission.

But this time, the one who received them was the beautiful and kind-hearted Holy Son Anlos.

Unlike the charming but cruel nightmare monster Blue Goblin.

as predicted.

Hearing them say this, Anlos just frowned slightly and chuckled regretfully:
"Of course there will be no punishment. The Prophet respects the choice of every life."

As expected of the kind-hearted Holy Son.

The Silver Crowned Star breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but feel guilty when he saw Anros's disappointed look. "If you need any help in the future, Silver Crown Star will be happy to help you."

The knight spoke, his calm voice unconsciously convincing.

Anros smiled and nodded.

Then, he raised his hand, his mind moved slightly, and his eyes flickered.

wow——

The wind and snow surged in his palms, and Anlos exuded a frightening and mysterious aura.

A simple fish-shaped pattern emitting dark light appeared in the palm of his hand.

This is a meditation pattern unique to Anlos.

Immediately afterwards, Anlos raised his finger slightly, and several small fish swung their tails, quickly swam through the air, and disappeared into the foreheads of the players, leaving them in a trance.

Suddenly, extremely thin translucent threads were connected from Anlos' hands to the players.

【The number of dependents has increased! 】

[The experience value of the false god profession has been increased! 】

The corners of Anlos' lips curled up slightly, revealing a subtle and cunning smile.

Increasing the number of dependents can increase the experience value of the false god profession.
Whether it is an "NPC" or a player in the game, as long as the prophet's influence can be expanded, the pseudo-god profession can be improved.

Co-authored, is this a "god simulator"?

Anlos felt that he had found some clues, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

After thinking about it for a while, he came back to his senses and saw a group of players looking at him eagerly.

His eyes are full of desire for the mission.

Willing to fight for the prophet's camp through mountains of swords and seas of fire.

It can be said that they are a group of qualified little leeks.

Anlos cleared his throat and said:

"Dear family members, in compliance with the order of the prophet, I have brought you some gadgets that are beneficial to you. I hope you will not dislike them."

[Anlos Tian’s personal store has been opened]

[Note: You need to join the prophet camp to purchase items in the store]

The players’ eyes instantly lit up!
"Anlos Tian's personal store!"

“And it’s exclusive to the Prophet camp!”

"This, this is obviously to sell some big treasures that are not available on the market!!!"

“Making a lot of money!!!”

The players shouted and swarmed forward.

They all stared at Anlos like wolves and tigers, as if they wanted to knock him down.

The fiery atmosphere here reflects the loneliness of the knights of the Silver Crown Star over there.

They looked at each other, and through their helmets, they saw restlessness and forbearance in each other's eyes.

【Anlos Tian's personal store】

[Items for sale:]

[① Basic biological anatomy: let you understand the structure of each living thing. Price: 30 Moon Face]

[②Biological Anatomy Intermediate: Let you further understand the structure of each living thing. Price: 80 Moon Face (Need to purchase Elementary Anatomy)】

[③Advanced Bioanatomy: Design the division of the soul. Price: 120 Moon Face (need to purchase intermediate anatomy, need to reach a certain favorability)]

That's right.

Anros packaged the knowledge he learned in R'lye for almost free and sold it to the players.

If players rely solely on themselves, it may be difficult to reach R'lyeh even after several major version changes.

Just like Anlos' previous life, I have never heard of it at all, and has completely disappeared from the margins of history.

Facing the smiling Anlos, who seemed to have completely entered the role of a profiteer - ah, no, it was the businessman mode, the players thought:

"[Biological Anatomy], what's the use of this?"

"It's so expensive! Can I get a discount since I'm a student?"

"No matter! Buy one and try it first!"

The one who dares to be a cheat is Li Sanguang, a loyal family member of the prophet camp.

Not only is he good at liver, but he is also a super lucky player who joined the prophet camp during the closed beta, and has accumulated a lot of moon faces.

Immediately, I redeemed [Elementary Biological Anatomy].

Anlos took the nightmare coin that exuded a faint glow, raised his hand slightly, and touched Li Sanguang's eyebrows.

This action made the ladies at the ladies tea party lick their lips.

I saw a ripple spreading from Anlos' fingertips.

Knowledge was transmitted into Li Sanguang's mind through invisible threads.

[You have learned the basics of bioanatomy! 】

[All your attacks, the critical hit chance is permanently increased by 5%]

Critical hit chance increased by 5%! ! !

"Wow go!"

Li Sanguang shouted, and his whole body trembled as if he had stepped on a switch.

"Life Anatomy can permanently increase the critical hit probability of all attacks! A full 5%!!!"

Suddenly, the players were in an uproar!
Permanent increase, all attacks, and it doesn't cost any mana!
It's equivalent to getting a sustainable buff!

This extremely precious buff only requires money!
Immediately, in the eyes of the players, Anlos seemed to have wings growing on his back, he was simply an angel!
Especially those players who had just joined the prophet camp were extremely excited and felt like they were hugging a strong thigh.

"Damn it! All my money was spent on dungeon tickets, it's not enough!"

"Me too! Go save money now and dedicate all the money to the Holy Son!"

"Praise the Holy Son! Praise the Prophet!"

Just when the players were in an uproar, suddenly, an exclamation sounded:
"Look! There is a product here, labeled as 'mission prop'!"

"Infantation. Potion?"

(End of this chapter)