I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 223: Give your heart to the Prophet!
"Where are you looking?"

A soft and slightly weird word sounded, interrupting Duke Butterfly's thoughts.

It looked down and met a pair of ice blue eyes.

There was a smile in his eyes, as if he was laughing at its ignorance and stupidity.

【.】

If there were blood vessels, Duke Butterfly must have had several veins burst out on his forehead.

Instead, the white butterflies around it flew faster.

Duke Butterfly wanted to say something, but then he remembered that no one could hear his voice now, so he closed his mouth angrily.

With a wave of his wrist, a sound wave struck from mid-air, shattering the floor!
Suddenly, bones flew up, dust flew into the sky, and there was a mixture of uncontrollable shouts.

Duke Butterfly flew up again, looking down at everyone from the spacious ceiling dozens of meters high.

It finally made sense.

This is not a child's play for humans, but a life and death battle in which it will die if it is not careful.

Anlos Tian.
Duke Butterfly recited this name silently in his heart, and for the first time in his long life, he felt some respect for a human being.

It raised its hand again, and its slender fingers grasped the baton made of jagged white bones.

Then, he waved down!
"Om-!"

The sound wave struck again, slashing at them like a sickle!

"Block quickly!"

Li Sanguang blurted out, but found that he couldn't hear his own voice, so he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

The same is true for most players, who have not yet adapted to a completely silent world.

In the blink of an eye, the sound wave has arrived.

"boom!"

But the expected pain did not come. The sound wave seemed to hit some barrier and stopped in front of the players!
Anros stretched out his hand, and the hurricane blew his hair back, revealing his full and smooth forehead.

The power of nightmare poured out, blocking the blow.

The pressure belonging to the Nightmare Lord was no longer suppressed, and swept away from Anlos to all directions!

Sure enough, this human is a nightmare lord! ! !
Duke Butterfly was so astonished that he couldn't help but tighten his baton.

No matter how small the territory is, the Nightmare Lords are different from the people like them in terms of class.

This human being can truly be on an equal footing with Gluttony and Wrath!

It should be the power given to this human being by the prophet. What does that unknown secret existence want to do?
Duke Butterfly felt deeply uneasy in his heart.

Even if it thought that this human being had no strength to challenge the seven nightmare lords, it could not help but feel a sense of crisis.

——We must kill him here!
Killing intent emerged from Duke Butterfly. It waved the baton, elegantly and urgently, releasing sound waves one after another towards the ground.

"Bang bang bang!"

Anros kept blocking with the power of nightmare, but it was not his nature to be beaten passively.

He nodded to the sorceresses at the Lady's Tea Party and motioned for them to continue interfering with the Duke of Butterfly with their long-range spells.

At the same time, he waved to the other players and turned towards the stairs not far away.

The Holy Son wants us to follow!
The players understood immediately and hurried to catch up with Anros.

In the swaying building, Anlos' figure was quite agile.

Like a deer jumping in the forest, it shuttles among the collapsing walls and furniture.

Every time I set foot, it was so fast, as if I had walked through these complicated corridors countless times.

Even the players who were supposed to have better physical fitness were gradually unable to keep up.

The large wardrobe in front has an 80% chance of collapsing!

Anros stared at the heavy wardrobe approaching in front of him and thought to himself.

as predicted.

Just when he was about to run under it, the wardrobe suddenly fell towards him as the ground shook!

It was impartial and it was about to hit him!
"Lord Holy Son!"

"careful!"

The players shouted in vain.

The wardrobe was over two meters high and looked extremely heavy!

If it is hit, you will definitely suffer a lot of damage!
They were extremely anxious, but in the next moment, Anlos suddenly rolled and just dodged the big closet, as if he had expected it!

"boom!"

The wardrobe hit the floor with a heart-stopping thud.

Ju, actually escaped? !
The players were extremely surprised. The image of Anlos sitting weakly in a wheelchair appeared in their minds, and they couldn't help but gulped.

Gold, King Kong Barbie?
At this time, Anlos turned to look at them.

The cold eyes immediately made the players tremble, as if to say:

Can't keep up?

Thin dog.

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"Oooo!!!"

After a period of eerie silence, the players burst into even more enthusiastic and excited shouts - even if they couldn't hear them at all.

Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated!

They jumped over the closet and struggled to keep up with Anlos.

You chase me, this scene actually feels like running under the sunset.

If we weren't in a crisis that could reopen at any time.

Gee, so flexible.

Duke Butterfly frowned, and the wings on his head flapped slowly.

Want to get close to it from a height?

But it will fall again soon, won't it?
Human beings have no wings and cannot fly freely like it. They can only stick to the ground all their lives.
Just let me see what you can do with this moment of staying in the air.

The Duke of Butterfly looked up at Anlos, standing on the highest floor, surrounded by white butterflies, dancing gracefully.

The Duke's Palace is huge. Anros's chest was panting slightly, looking down at the broken ground dozens of meters below, and the rising air blew his hair.

Lifting his feet, he climbed onto the fence amid the worried eyes of the players.

The torn white stockings outlined Anlos' perfectly slender legs.

At this time, he was like an angel standing on the temple, exuding a holy and awe-inspiring temperament.

Anlos turned his head, met the dumbfounded eyes of the players, raised his right arm, outlined a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, and murmured:

"Please, you guys sacrifice yourself."

The next second, roses composed of red-orange flames rose up from Anlos' right arm!

Deaf in both ears, the players could not hear what Anlos said.

Just when he was stunned, he suddenly felt a heat in his body.

looked down-

Good guy, it turns out that he is on fire.

I saw red-orange flames igniting from the body, gradually engulfing the players who followed.

Their vision was red, and through the swaying tongues of fire, they saw Anlos' gentle smile.

[Tempered Flame] burns with life as fuel.

A steady stream of energy was transferred to Anros from the players who were gradually withering and burning.

From the beginning, Anlos asked them to follow him with the idea of ​​"being used as firewood".

For the sake of the great cause of the Prophet, my immortal followers, please be patient.

Wow, you're a demon who doesn't take human life seriously.

They like Mr. Holy Son so much whether he is good or bad.

With their faces flushed from burning or some other reason, the players were engulfed in flames and turned into wisps of ashes, falling to the ground.

——These lunatics! ! !
Duke Butterfly was so dumbfounded that he even stopped moving.

I have never seen such a crazy cultist.

Compared with the followers of Lord Prophet, those in the Alice Order can only be said to be just playing tricks!
When Anlos' ice-blue eyes reflected in the firelight glanced over, Duke Butterfly actually trembled.

coming soon!
Will this human attack it with fire?
However, its white butterflies are endless and will not burn the main body so easily.
Duke Butterfly's thoughts gradually stopped.

Hot, coming from above.

What came with it was the incomparably bright light.

Duke Butterfly was stunned. What came into its field of vision was the rapidly enlarging figure of Anlos.

And, condensing behind him, was a fireball as huge as the sun.

——[Scorching Sun·Real Version].

At this moment, all attacks stopped.

The sorceresses at the Lady's Tea Party raised their heads and gaped at the large fireball that lit up in the darkness.

Anlos was bathed in the brilliant light, his eyebrows were indifferent, and his figure was comfortable and at ease, as if a god had descended, attracting the attention of everyone present.

"What a nice view."

The female player couldn't help but murmur, staring intently, even if her retinas were burned into black spots.

Duke Butterfly froze in place and gave up hiding.

Because there is nowhere to dodge.

Dazzling white light gradually filled its field of vision.

"boom!!!"

The huge fireball penetrated the entire mansion and hit the ground like the sun falling!
The bones turned into charcoal, and the lady tea party, with a wonderful mood, was burned to ashes in an instant and joined the resurrection army.

A semicircular pit was burned out on the ground.

call.
Anros stood at the edge of the pit, panting deeply, his hair sticking to his forehead wet, soaked with sweat.

What a terrifying power
It burned dozens of lives, and the effects were considerable.

Thank you to his loyal family members~
Anros frowned, took out a bottle of healing potion, drank it in one gulp, and cured his ear.

At this stage, Duke Butterfly should no longer be able to play a symphony.

【Huhu.】

A low gasp sounded from the pit.

I saw Duke Butterfly dragging his broken body and standing up unsteadily.

Most of its original straight suit was destroyed, and only a few of the plump wings on its head were left, hanging feebly in the air, looking very miserable.

It is indeed a more powerful existence than the undead horse.

After being hit like that, he can still move.

Anlos thought about it, slid down the charred pit wall, and raised his cane.

Now, it's the final showdown.

[Hehehe, you are very strong, human. ] Duke Butterfly spoke slowly, his voice hoarse due to burning, [Strong heart, unyielding will, and cold-blooded character]

[It’s no wonder that you are very suitable for nightmares. The prophet will entrust you with the important task and let you, a human being, become the nightmare lord]

That's not the case.

Anlos thought.

The so-called "Master Prophet" is myself.

Alas, being the mastermind behind the scenes and taking the lead in the charge, I am really a model worker.

【However, that’s the end of it. 】

Duke Butterfly suddenly opened his arms, and countless white butterflies flew up again, turning into a tide surrounding him.

A frightening coercion spread out from Duke Butterfly.

Uh?
And a big move?

Anlos frowned slightly. Although he didn't remember what other moves Duke Butterfly had, he still instinctively tightened his cane and prepared for it.

Two seconds later, as Baidie's wrapping became thicker and thicker, Anlos suddenly reacted and his eyes widened!

Could it be that it wants to——? !

(End of this chapter)