I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 344 The changed protagonist
When this sound reached Samuel's ears.

His mind buzzed, and everything went blank.

He didn't realize the meaning of this sentence. He was simply stunned by the person who sent it.

One of the seven nightmare lords [Lust Painter].

Before this.

Even Samuel, who was dubbed a genius wizard, never thought that one day he would face the most terrifying existence in his nightmares.

They are more like legendary beings.

Because everyone who has faced them has died.

Didn't the Lord of Lust just wake up for a moment and then fall asleep again?
That's just this short moment.

The Red Rose Empire was on the verge of destruction.

Looking at those white arms, Samuel didn't have to look back.

Everyone knows that his companion must have the same expression as him at this moment——

His face was pale, desperate and frightened!
".Well!"

Samuel bit his tongue, the taste of rust filled his mouth, and used the pain to force himself to wake up.

Fear will only drag people into the abyss. As the hope of the Red Rose Empire, he is burdened with countless lives!
He absolutely cannot back down here!
"Asgard, get out of the way!!!"

He shouted loudly, raised his hand and vigorously tore open the "Asgard" in front of the coffin!

Samuel was convinced that "Asgard" must have been bewitched by the lustful painter, so he would take the initiative to let her out!
Although, this way of "releasing" is a little rough.

the other side.

Just when Anlos was about to speak, he was pulled out by a strong force.

???

Are you sick?

A row of small question marks appeared on his forehead, and Samuel rushed forward, his eyes lit up, and his magic power suddenly rioted!

"Om-"

A pair of huge golden eye runes emerged from mid-air.

His pupils were facing those white arms.

Under its gaze, the movements of his arms froze, and the trickling paint also froze.

"You run away!" Samuel gritted his teeth and two lines of blood flowed out of his eyes. "I'm here to hold her down! You quickly pass the news on and let the people take refuge quickly!!!"

What he said was hoarse and touching.

Just like the second male lead in a sad drama who lets go for love.

"Samuel!"

The other teammates all looked moved and admired.

——Anlos was the only one who raised his eyebrows and whistled frivolously.

I didn’t expect that a person with a small nose and a small face was really a character back then.

He knew the rest of the plot without having to watch it.

It is nothing more than Samuel sacrificing his life to fight against the lord of lust, and using his body to suppress evil.

As a result, two hundred years later, it could no longer hold on.

Still eroded by the power of nightmare, the hero was instantly cursed.

As for others.
It was probably the same as the NPC whose name Anros had forgotten who died at the beginning.

Fold it into this copy.

Even until the last "sacrifice day" in the nun's words.

They will also be swept away by lustful painters.

after all.

If he were not present, an encounter with the lustful painter would be wide open.

[You have imagined the scene back then]

[Even if you haven’t experienced it personally, you can still feel the deep despair at that time, which makes you cry for the glory of mankind——]

"Hey, hey, hey," Anlos was speechless, "Don't make up my mental activities at will."

[Haha, don’t mind it]

[I have always enjoyed reading the history of your human race over and over again]

[It’s so interesting to know that you are still struggling despite knowing that you are insignificant]

Anros rolled his eyes and grinned:
“Soon, you’ll be able to experience this fun experience firsthand.”

His smile was like a wolf, with an evil aura that chose others to devour.

【Hehehe~I'm looking forward to it】

After these words, the "system" was silent again.

Anros snorted softly, raised his eyes, and was met with a circle of puzzled and surprised expressions.

"Who are you talking to?" The black-robed woman frowned, "And I have some unfortunate news for you."

"The nightmare is completely sealed."

"It seems," she turned her phoenix eyes and looked towards Samuel. The dark and ghostly tattoos on her body were squirming like snakes, and she said lightly, "I won't be able to go to the dinner party tonight."

"Damn it!" Samuel's forehead had veins and his eyes were blood red, "Go back here—!"

The words fell.

The golden pupils in mid-air rotated suddenly.

A bright and different light flows out, mysterious and evil.

At the same time, the lustful painter's arms are freed from their shackles.

He slowly looked towards the golden eyes, his movements as gentle as a lover's touch.

The chant increased in volume.

The church was shaken, and the brass bell above it clanged like a drumstick in everyone's minds.

at this time.

A clear voice that was incompatible with this desperate situation suddenly crossed the battlefield:

"[Stop it, phantom of the past]."

It wasn't loud.

But the noise stopped in an instant.

The chants ceased, the bells ceased.

The long-lost silence filled the church again.

But others were not relieved.

They were all shocked to find that they couldn't move! ! !
More than just the body.

Even the flow of magic power inside the body was condensed.

Ever since he became an official wizard, he has never experienced such helpless suppression.

as if.

An indescribable giant was hovering above them.

And they couldn't even find the courage to raise their heads.

"."

In deathly silence.

Samuel's body was stiff, his pupils were shaking, and he was in disbelief.

That voice...is it "Asgard"?
But he has never shown this terrifying power before!

Just when he was in a daze.

The Lustful Painter made the first move.

She stretched out her fingers and gently touched the golden eyes in mid-air.

In an instant.

A stream of dirty paint gushes out from the pupils!
It was like shedding thick tears!
"Ahhhhh!!!"

Samuel screamed immediately, bent over, and covered his eyes in pain.

Oops!

Asgard has been completely bewitched by the Lord of Lust!
Unable to distinguish between friend and foe, he attacks his companions!
The vision was pitch black, filled with blood red.

From the sound of footsteps, Samuel recognized that "Asgard" was approaching and stopped in front of the coffin.

"No! Asgard, wake up!" Samuel shouted urgently, "Don't be bewitched by the nightmare monster!"

Done.

Samuel heard no response.

Not just more anxious.

If it were him, he might be able to survive Lord Lust and maintain his sanity.

Only he can do it!

Thinking of this, Samuel gritted his teeth and said with difficulty:
"Please, let the others go and just devour me!!!"

The words fell.

There was silence again.

Samuel's heart skipped a beat, thinking something might have happened, right?
Anxiety attacks the mind.

He opened his eyes desperately, trying to distinguish things in the blurred vision of blood.

Damn it, I was so injured just now that I couldn’t see clearly!

at this time.

A cool feeling suddenly poured over his eyes.

The burning pain suddenly subsided, like crushed cold herbs, seeping into the eyeballs.

Just a few seconds.

Samuel was surprised to find that he could see things again!

The first scene that caught his eye was "Asgard" holding half a tube of purple potion in front of him.

"Thank you" came out of my mouth.

Then, Samuel was stunned.

its not right?
Wasn't "Asgard" bewitched by the Lord of Lust?

Why would you still help him with treatment?

Moreover, what happened to that amazingly effective healing potion?

Aren’t all healing potions red?
Countless questions filled Samuel's mind.

At this time. The white arm of the lustful painter stretched out——

Gently, caress "Asgard's" cheek.

And "Asgard" slapped her hand away without hesitation.

He even said "tsk"!
It seems that she is very familiar with the Lord of Lust, and even a little impatient with her existence!

"."

Samuel's newly healed eye almost bled again.

The mouth is wide enough to fit an egg in!
He almost thought that he was dazzled and hallucinating!

Those are the seven nightmare lords who are above all living beings and second only to gods!

They are synonymous with fear, the embodiment of chaos and disorder.

Mentally sensitive humans may even go crazy and collapse on the spot if they face them!

How could they treat them so normally as if they were neighbors? !

"What's wrong? Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?"

Anlos chuckled.

Seeing this former enemy stunned, I felt relieved.

In one word, cool!

"you you you--"

Samuel was speechless, and his eyes kept wandering between Anlos and the Lust Lord.

Then, blurt out:

"Are you still an Asgardian?"

While talking.

Samuel subconsciously activated the spell.

His pupils flowed, looking into "Asgard"'s body, trying to peer into his soul.

However.
"what!"

A scream.

Anlos looked at Samuel in silence as he knelt down again, covering his eyes, and thought to himself:

Isn't this kid a little silly?

Well, no wonder people don't look down on him after licking the lustful painter for so long.

Anlos paid no attention to Samuel who fell to the ground.

Anyway, he just needs to reverse the past as much as possible and bring out the goddess of fate.

As for the psychological blow it causes to the other party.
Excuse me.

Dead people have no human rights.

【You have a very good smell.】

At this time.

The lustful painter whispered, and his slender fingers traced Anros's cheek from afar.

[Unfortunately, it was covered up by a stronger burning smell.]

[The powerful traces are full of strong emotions, which makes me think of the missing 'jealousy'. 】

Missing jealousy?
Anlos' eyes flickered and he thought:
So, Lord Jealousy disappeared two hundred years ago?

Inashal was about the same age as him and did not live that long.

Does that mean that before her, the jealous witch was reincarnated as a human again and lived in the real world?

This is a bit unusual.

Just like Inashal regained his memory "at the time of death".

The Seven Nightmare Lords will not reincarnate voluntarily unless they do so voluntarily.

If you are interested in it.

So twice in a row it was like looking for something.

No, you're just looking for me, right?
As soon as this idea came to his mind, Anlos made himself laugh.

Hey, how is that possible?

He just traveled through time, and he didn't exist in this "game" before.

How about intersecting with the reincarnation of the Jealous Witch?
Thoughts flashed through my mind.

Anlos didn't pay much attention.

"You should realize what kind of place this is." Anlos turned his head and said to Lust Painter, "Let us leave. I don't want to fight you again."

【.well. 】

A slight sigh.

The lustful painter gently stroked Anlos' hair and murmured:

[I don’t know what happened between you and me. But, I am reluctant to let you go]

[Even if I am just in a phantom, am I still inferior to the master who left a burning breath on you? 】

Her tone was lingering and nostalgic.

For those who didn’t know, they thought she and Anlos were lovers for a long time.

"It's really 'lust'." Anlos chuckled.

Then his eyes flickered: "But, I refuse!"

The words fell.

"call!"

An extremely hot flame suddenly shot up from his right arm!
I saw roses composed of flames blooming proudly in the mid-air!

In the flash of lightning, the lustful painter's arm suddenly retracted.

But he was still burned, and his fingertips suddenly turned black.

"."

Everyone was shocked again.

"Asgard", you make us feel strange.jpg
[Jealousy is ugly.] The lust painter said lightly, [You can't kill me, and you can't kill the love in my heart.]

Done.

Before the red-orange flames rushed forward further.

She clasped her hands together again as if praying.

[Let’s say goodbye for now. My future lover]

Anlos felt that the flames were so strong that they were going to burn him as well.

but.

This also means that Inashal is fine at this time.

Thinking of this, Anlos' complexion brightened slightly, and a touch of softness flashed in his eyes.

【Ahh——】

The hymn begins.

The surroundings began to become blurry, and a feeling of weightlessness came.

Anros closed his eyes and allowed his body and consciousness to fall.

It's like emerging from the deep sea.

[Congratulations, you have completed the first chapter of Memory Fragments - The Beginning of Love]

[Through your unremitting efforts]

[The protagonist of the title of this chapter has completely become you and the lustful painter]

[You successfully reversed the fate of the key figure-Samuel]

【The past was changed by you】

[You have gained it. How much experience should I give you, laugh]

Anlos smiled slightly and said politely: "For your mother."

The system is silent.

I'm afraid I went to look for information and translate this short but concise statement.

Anlos breathed a sigh of relief, feeling happy.

According to the urine properties of the first chapter.

Then the second chapter should be called "The Beginning of Destruction", right?
I don’t know what kind of shocking and shocking scenes are waiting for him.
Do you want him to participate in the war?
Anlos licked his lips, feeling ready to move.

I can't wait any longer, I'm going to go on a killing spree——

The vision is blurred.

What comes into view is an outdoor pavilion under the starry sky.

The white stone pillars with tiny vines wrapping around them look simple and elegant.

There are rose bushes planted around, and the bright red roses stick into the fence, showing their beauty to the people in the pavilion.

The evening breeze blew, lifting up her fiery red hair and her fluttering white skirt.

"."

Anlos stared blankly at the tall back of the girl in front of him.

An unbelievable thought came to his mind, making his heart gradually beat violently.

Sensing his arrival.

The red-haired girl looking at the moonlight slowly turned around.

Revealing a cold and extremely beautiful face.

She has a similar face to Inashal.

Anros, who was unfazed even when facing the Nightmare Lord, was now frozen in place.

He stared blankly at the red-haired girl, his mind going blank.

[The second chapter has been loaded - the beginning of destruction]

[Having met the key figure: Princess Nymeria of the Red Rose Empire]

Nymeria looked at Anros, her expression unchanged, but her red lips slightly opened, and she said lightly:

"Asgard, the hero who saved the empire. Please forgive my sudden invitation, but there is something I have to tell you."

"I'm going to die."

"With hope for the empire's tomorrow, sleep in this red rose-colored dreamland."

(End of this chapter)