I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 36 Challengers
All the proud men of heaven first focused their attention on Louis, hoping that this "rightful number one" would set an example for them.

"..."

Louis looked away silently.

joke!

He didn't even want to get close to that sharp sword that contained the terrifying power of nightmares and was soaked in the blood of nightmare monsters more powerful than him!

Let alone actively hold it!
Seeing that Louis was indifferent, there was a commotion in the student seats.

Finally, several students sitting in the front row stood up one after another.

Wearing Nymeria Academy uniforms, they strode up to the podium with upright figures and arrogance and confidence they had cultivated since childhood.

The leader said:

"I am ranked fourth in the overall ranking of this entrance exam. Since Master Louis is unwilling to take action and generously leaves us with the opportunity to show off, I will not be polite."

"Please, I'm looking forward to your performance."

Anlos smiled and saw that the classmate's face turned slightly red, and his tit-for-tat arrogance unconsciously became a little smaller.

"This is how we Nymeria learn from each other and improve each other!"

Principal Gabriel said righteously, he rubbed his hands impatiently, took two steps back to give up the "stage", and snapped his fingers.

The glass display cabinet opened in response.

Suddenly, that terrifying evil spirit spurted out!

Carrying a pungent smell, the pressure gradually spread to the podium, like a large pool of thick paint flowing out.

On the podium, when the students faced this evil spirit, their hair stood up almost immediately, and their nerves twitched and issued warnings!

"please."

Anlos made a gesture. Although his face was pale, his calm smile seemed unaffected.

grunt.

The leading student swallowed his saliva, tried his best to ignore the resistance of the cells in his body, clenched his fists, and stepped forward.

With every step he took, his instincts warned him.

It was as if what was approaching was not an ordinary sword, but something indescribable.

despair.

He finally stood in front of the sword.

As I got closer, I realized that the sword was not red in the first place.

Instead, it is poured on layer by layer and sticks to it, making it impossible to clean it off.

Run away! Run away! Run away!
He was screaming deep in his heart, and cold and clammy fear crawled up his back.

"What's wrong? Get it quickly!"

In the audience, some students were shouting and urging.

Seeing that the student ranked fourth in the overall ranking was still making no move, he even booed.

As for Nymeria's principal, Mr. Gabriel Hamlet, he held his chin up with a smile and let it go as if he was watching a good show.

The upper beam is not straight - ah, no, it is Nymeria's school spirit, which is so free and simple.

Amid the urging, the student became a little anxious and thought:
Isn't it just a sword? That sick man can pick it up, how could I not be able to pick it up?
He glanced at Anlos secretly.

When he caught a glimpse of Anlos's white and slender wrists exposed from his cuffs, his eyes gradually became firm.

Taking a deep breath, he raised his hand with all his strength and grabbed the hilt of the sword!

When his palm touched the tough leather, a bone-chilling chill shot up like a snake in an instant, freezing his blood vessels inch by inch!
In a daze, the student who ranked fourth overall saw a crystal clear white snowflake flipping and floating down in front of his eyes.

Snow?
He raised his head in confusion and confusion.

I saw heavy snow falling from the dark night.

A pale yellow moon with a human face was grinning strangely at him, spreading a dizzying light.

"——Hey! Wake up!"

A sudden shout awakened the fourth student's consciousness.

His shoulders were shaken violently, making him dizzy. "Stop, cough!" When he started to speak, he realized that his voice was terribly hoarse, "Stop! Stop shaking me!"

The classmate who woke him up stopped shaking.

Judging from his expression, he still felt a little regretful.

The first challenger stood up and looked around in confusion, only to find that he had fallen to the ground at some point.

"I...what's wrong with me?"

"After you grabbed the sword, you fell straight to the ground, not even for a second."

said the student who shook him sympathetically.

I-I'm in a coma?
However, I was clearly awake——

After realizing a certain possibility, his face turned pale.

Just by holding the hilt of the sword, he actually passed through the gap between reality and nightmare, and peered into the weird and twisted world.

Even if it was only for a moment, it still left an indelible impression on the first student's mind like a knife cutting through a stone slab.

That is the nightmare world, synonymous with fear and madness.

For ordinary people, death is a luxury.

Did Louis and Anlos return to reality alive after experiencing such a world?

The classmate glanced at the white-haired boy sitting in the wheelchair, his eyes showing surprise, implying unwillingness and admiration.

No matter which one of them played the main role, they could come back alive without going crazy.

It is enough to be called the first in history.

After a while, the first challenger slumped his shoulders, got up from the ground, patted himself, walked to Anlos, and smiled helplessly:
"I admit defeat, Mr. Dean."

"I can't hold this sword."

As soon as this statement came out, the audience suddenly burst into boos, mixed with conversations of surprise and confusion.

This is the student ranked fourth overall!
To admit defeat so quickly? !

That sword. Is it really that magical?
Anlos took hold of the fourth person's extended hand and chuckled: "I'm looking forward to meeting you in class, Mr. Macul."

"Oh! You remember my name!"

After ranking fourth in the entrance exam, Makur's face immediately turned red with excitement.

Looking at Anlos' soft blue eyes, he couldn't help but scratch his head in embarrassment and sighed in his heart:

Anros is nothing like Louis. Although talented, he is very approachable, kind and gentle.

Moreover, he looks very cute.

cough cough.

When he let go of his hand, the fourth person actually felt a trace of unfulfilled interest.

"You can't, buddy."

The next challenger patted Macul on the shoulder and said jokingly.

Macul glanced at him inexplicably and smiled slightly: "Come on, you must be better than me."

"Of course! I have to hold on for five seconds, hahaha!"

Saying this, the second student grasped the hilt of the sword, and his eyes instantly became confused and confused.

With just a "dong" sound, his body fell straight onto the podium.

Not even a second.

When he was woken up, he looked pale, said nothing, and staggered down the stage, almost falling down the steps on the way.

It can be said to be extremely embarrassing.

——Until the fifth challenger, they are all the queens of virtue.

In the audience, the boos and boos finally subsided, and the mocking smiles on the students' faces became solemn and confused.

Something seems wrong?
　One more later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)