I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 238 Maria has never cared so much about someone
——When you are a train driver, there are a group of people tied to the track ahead, and a person tied to the other side of the road.

Which side will you choose?

Anlos will choose to kill the kidnappers.

[You killed the piper Hameln! 】

【伱Receive 200 experience points! 】

[You successfully avoided a disaster and rescued hundreds of children in orphanages]

[Your foresight has once again made the name of "Prophet" deeply rooted in the hearts of the people]

[The prestige of the Knights of the Eternal Burning Sun, Odin's Spear Guild, Prophet Camp, and Alice Order has increased]

[You have gained 300 experience points! 】

[Increase in experience value of pseudo-god profession]

What a great harvest!

The blood mist fluctuated for a while, which shocked everyone underground again, and they all tensed up vigilantly and nervously.

The actor who plays the true form of the blood mist and the hidden existence "Master Prophet" is naturally our lovely young master——

Anlos Tian.

At this time, under the cover of the blood mist, Anlos raised the corners of his mouth happily, just like a cat that had successfully stolen something.

A total of 500 experience points!
Without any effort, this harvest can be said to be a bumper harvest!
Just right.

Enough to upgrade his wizard profession to another level.

[Add all experience points to the wizard profession. 】

Anlos ordered in his mind.

[The level of the first-level official wizard has been increased! 】

【Lv35→Lv36】

[Get 1 new skill point]

As a result, everyone suddenly felt that the aura emitted by the blood mist was stronger.

It is full of the mystery of life, like a beating heart, giving them a strong sense of shock.

Did He absorb the life of the flute player?
They glanced at the cultists who committed suicide in an extremely cruel way, feeling extremely frightened.

Lord Prophet, you are really too powerful
And this hidden existence seems to always come to the real world calmly because it has been silent for too long.

This blood mist is definitely not his true body, but just a projection of part of his power.

It's like showing the tip of an iceberg.

But Anlos still felt it was not enough.

Not enough, not enough.

not enough!
Anros frowned slightly, there were still 4 levels left before he could reach the second level wizard.

The further he went, the more difficult it was for him to upgrade.

Every time you upgrade your level, it is no less than climbing a towering mountain like clouds or crossing a raging river.

The required experience points increase geometrically.

He wants to reach level 40 as soon as possible and become a second-level official wizard before he actually fights Gluttony and Rage.

Anlos secretly made up his mind.

——If his thoughts are known to any wizard or player.

Anlos will definitely be beaten up.

This upgrade speed is like riding a rocket!
Ordinary people, no, those who can successfully advance from "apprentice" to "official wizard" can already be called geniuses.

It often takes several years for these geniuses to go from the first level to the second level.

If you can be promoted within ten years, you will have the talent to continue to be promoted;

If you can be promoted within five years, you will be a genius among geniuses, one in a million.

And promoted within one year
That's not called genius.

But "monster".

Even with system assistance, obtaining such a huge amount of experience points is beyond the scope of "liver".

This is why, since the first round of public beta has been launched, there is still no player whose level is higher than Anros.

Including the four major guilds.

The only spot for killing the elite BOSS is not something you can grab every time.

Closer to home.

The treacherous cultist who played with people's hearts, the flute player Hameln, died in a way that no one expected.

The corpse lay there, lying on the one-eye pattern drawn with blood.

Miserable.

Under the raging fire, the scene was completely silent.

Maria stood stiffly, looking up at the blood mist, her mouth was extremely dry, her brain was blank, and she couldn't say a word.

Prophet, the evil god
No matter what angle you look at it.

All saved her.

Like a rope, it held her firmly as she fell into the abyss, preventing her from being completely swallowed by the darkness.

".Well!"

When she realized this, Maria bit her lower lip unwillingly, leaving a red mark on her lip with her white teeth.

Damn it, she was saved by her enemy!

What a thing! ! !
Maria felt that since this hidden existence came into the world, everything had gone wrong.

It's like destiny rumbling and unstoppable towards another unknown road.

Let her become abnormal.

In the midst of everyone's silence.

Wherever his eyes focused, the blood mist suddenly surged up and then spread out in all directions.

? !
The knights of Eternal Burning Sun froze immediately and raised their swords reflexively.

But he saw a figure jumping out of the peripheral vision, jumping under the blood mist like a monkey.

He raised his hands as if he were preparing to lift something.

They soon learned Li Sanguang's intentions.

I saw the blood mist overflowing away, revealing the bright moon behind it again——

And, the boy bathed in the moonlight. The boy seemed to be asleep, his soft white hair was flowing, his white loose nightgown was billowing, and he could see two slender and white legs sticking out of his pumpkin pants.

This scene is really too peaceful.

It's like painting a white streak of warm moonlight in this picture of hell.

"."

Everyone was stunned and couldn't help but breathe softly.

Lord Holy Son! ! !

Li Sanguang was extremely excited, shouting in his heart, raising his arms high, waiting to take the "beauty" into his arms.

However, just a second before Anlos fell.

"boom!"

Goujiang kicked Li Sanguang out with a flying kick!
The Holy Son is hers!
Goujiang's eyes lit up.

At this moment, this petite loli burst out with amazing power.

With a bang, Li Sanguang hit the opposite wall.

Goujiang took his place and safely caught Anlos, who was even bigger than her.

One can't help but want to step forward to help her, fearing that she and herself will fall to the ground.

Anlos closed his eyes and pretended to be faint, and couldn't help but laugh and cry when he saw this.

He opened his eyes, put his feet on the ground, and stood up smoothly from Gouchan's arms.

Anros looked around, his eyes passing through the excited prophet camp, and finally landed on Goujiang in front of him.

He gently raised a smile and said gently:

"Good evening, my dear relatives."

"Lord Holy Son!" Goujiang immediately came up to him, with his little bun-like chest pressed against Anlos, claiming credit, "We bombed, ahem, destroyed the orphanage! We rescued all the children!"

"This is all thanks to the noble Prophet!"

"If it weren't for Him, the children would have been killed by that big sister!"

After saying that, Goujiang glared at Maria angrily, sticking out his tongue provocatively, his face full of pride.

Why haven't I seen you so brave before?
Anlos laughed.

This is really a case of "dog fighting against human power".

Feeling the softness pressing on his abdomen, Anlos blushed slightly and silently took half a step back.

He raised his hand, rubbed Goujiang's head, and said helplessly and lovingly: "Well, you did a good job and cooperated with Lord Prophet's plan, and you deserve praise."

[Anros’ favorability towards you increases]

Players in the prophet camp all received this message and were immediately overjoyed.

They looked at the Odin's Gun Guild and were filled with envy and jealousy.

Alas, Anlos is still kind and easy to get along with.

Unlike them, their favorability is deducted at every turn.
"Thank you, Lord Holy Son, for the compliment!"

Gouchan yelled happily.

Taking advantage of this energy, he suddenly pounced on Anlos, sticking and rubbing against him.

You can almost see the afterimage of its tail flicking behind its butt.

"P-please don't do this!"

Anlos's face turned red all of a sudden, and he opened his arms, not daring to touch but wanting to refuse, and his whole body froze into an iron plate.

Goujiang pretended not to hear, and behind Anros's eyes, a devilish smile appeared on his cute face.

Jiejiejie~ She is a shy little shota~
Let my sister kiss you~~~
"Hey! So cunning! I want it too!"

"Gorgeant, get down here!"

"Yah daah daah~!"

The prophet camp gathered around one after another and became a happy group, turning this place into their home field.

Not to mention Odin's Spear, which has been completely reduced to a background.

Completely different from this was the Knights of the Eternal Burning Sun, who had a dignified atmosphere.

Once again, they fell into the camp of the prophets, and they even solved the crisis.

"Captain Maria"

The knights spoke anxiously and looked at Maria, who was staring at the prophet's camp.

exactly.

Maria was staring at Anros.

What exactly is this complicated emotion?
Maria stared intently at the white-haired boy surrounded by the crowd, touching her hard armor in confusion and confusion.

Her "covenant" has been shattered, and her unwavering faith has been shaken.

What exactly caused this failure?
Is it arrogance? Is it the "justice" she has always implemented?

But in that moment of crisis, what could she do?
"Anlos," Maria murmured, "ever since you appeared, that secret and terrifying existence has arrived."

"It gave me feelings I've never had before."

It was the first time that Maria had paid so much attention to someone.

She was eager to know about Anros, who was closest to the prophet, and eager to explore his every move.

She had a feeling that when she fully understood Anros, that would be the time when she would no longer be confused.

I don't know when, but I can't take my eyes away.

"."

The knights looked at each other.

They had never seen the ruthless Captain Maria staring at someone with such fascination.

Anlos is indeed quite good-looking.
Even though there is an age difference, it’s not that big
hiss--

Is it possible——! ! !
The knights huddled together and clenched their handkerchiefs unwillingly!
Is it possible that the most beautiful flower of the high mountains in their group is about to have a romantic relationship? ! !

No!
That brat Anlos! ! !

"Ah!"

Anlos suddenly sneezed.

He rubbed his nose, responded to the players' concerns with a smile, and muttered in his heart:

Who is scolding him?

(End of this chapter)