I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 79 The Beast-turned-Priest

Bah.

The portrait was frightened and hurriedly swallowed this bold human being, carefully looking at Anros's face.

Seeing the corners of Anlos' lips that were still raised, the portrait breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately.

Long time no see, the master is still so perverted.

The portrait looked away and looked at the other pale-faced players, slowly walking forward like a cat chasing a mouse.

"Hey! We are going to be killed!" A player shouted to the priest in panic, "Don't you do something?! We are working for you!"

The priest said piously: "You will go to the River Styx and gain true eternal life."

Player: "."

I bet the NPCs here are more inhumane than the last!

This cold world!

Tyrant Hu Tutu rolled his eyes and saw that he could not escape death anyway, so he shouted to Anlos:
"Please forgive my ignorance and give me another chance to make amends, Lord Prophet!"

"I am willing to die to apologize!"

After saying that, she took out the fruit knife from her arms and stabbed it into her throat.

Suddenly, blood spurted out.

I was confused by the portrait.

When she fell down, this petite Loli girl kept looking at Anlos with loving eyes, begging for his forgiveness.

Anlos was indifferent.

Pooh!
Woman, you are just greedy for my body!

On the other side, the player [I heard that Yuzu] saw this, his eyes lit up, and he also took out a fruit knife.

However, he was not referring to himself, but to the ruthless priest.

"You deceived me with your sweet words. Now I have woken up and swear to chop off your head and offer it to the Prophet!"

Brother Yuzu shouted with awe-inspiring justice.

——There are such shameless people!
The other players were all shocked. They all stared blankly at Brother Yuzu, forgetting to even escape.

"Aha!"

Hearing Brother Yuzu shout loudly, he raised his fruit knife and rushed towards the priest.

If they can't fuck that oil painting monster, they can't fuck a shriveled and thin man!

The inorganic gaze shot out from the priest's radiant golden one-eyed mask and fell on Brother Yuzu who was rushing towards him.

"Alas, you foolish people"

There was a sigh, and a black shadow flashed past.

"boom!"

Brother Yuzu flew out and hit the wall hard, instantly exploding into a cloud of blood!
"Ding dong."

The fruit knife fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

"."

There was dead silence, and the players were stunned.

what happened? !

Crunch.

The sound of bones rubbing against each other echoed in the huge space.

It's like fingernails scratching your heart, giving you goosebumps all over your body.

The shadow of the priest's circular one-eyed pattern projected onto the wall gradually expanded and twisted.

The stiff gray-white temple hairs pierced out from his skin, and the swollen muscles and bulging figure burst the black robe. His fingers were elongated, sharp and hard as sharpened rocks.

"what"

Steaming hot air spurted out from the bulging and cracked mouth. The priest seemed to have turned into a high-temperature boiler. Just standing there made all the players feel noisy and oppressive.

A golden one-eyed mask covered the head that had turned into a sheep's face, looking down with a cruel and tyrannical sight.

He raised his hand like a cattail leaf fan and slapped it with one palm!
"boom--!"

All the remaining players present were turned into pulp.

The blood bar was cleared in an instant.

Anlos stood there, his white hair lifted up by the airflow and flying wildly behind his head, revealing his fearless ice-blue eyes.

The expression on the portrait became serious. The strong nightmare energy hit his face, making him tense up and prepare himself for a difficult battle.

--"run."

At this time, a voice came into the portrait's ears.

【what? 】

The portrait thought he had heard wrongly and looked at Anros in surprise.

What did this madman who was chasing the nightmare monster say?
"I said," Anlos turned back suddenly, his ice-blue eyes bursting with extremely bright and cunning light, "Run!!!"

As soon as the words fell, the portrait picked up Anlos, twisted his body into a strip, and hid suddenly back!
The next second, there was a bang!
The sharp claws of the sheep-faced priest fell down, plowing three deep ravines on the hard concrete ground!
Suddenly, dust flew up and the air flow poured back!

The huge impact hit the portrait towards the exit.

【Ha ha! Unexpectedly, this is my escape route! 】

The portrait said proudly, hugging Anlos tightly, rolling up from the ground like a donkey, and escaping quickly.

【Stupid. Do you think you can really escape?】

The sheep-headed priest who transformed into a monster sneered, a hoarse voice coming from his throat.

He raised his thick sheep's hooves that were bent backwards and took a step forward. The heavy force cracked the ground.

Although his movements were slow, the priest was not worried that Anlos and his stupid servants could escape from this "maze".

You know, even the believers of the Alice Order can sometimes find their way out.

Not to mention, two little mice who entered the sewer for the first time!
The priests who have been blessed by the power of nightmares can clearly smell Anlos and the others.

Like a signpost, clearly pointing out the direction of pursuit.

【Hehehe】

The priest couldn't help but laugh proudly and cruelly, his half-human, half-goat face was terrifying.

Anlos Tian was already a worm in a spider's web.

No matter how hard you struggle, it's all in vain.

This sinner cannot be allowed to live any longer.

The priest felt frightened when he thought of how furious Lord [Horse in the Stream] was when he learned that the sacrificial ceremony had been broken.

No one thought that that human being actually had the power of nightmares!

[Tonight, you will definitely die. I will definitely crush you, the sinner who dares to obstruct us and destroy our plans over and over again! 】

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The sheep's hooves trampled the ground and chased away faster and faster.

A frightening dark light shot out from the golden one-eyed mask.

the other side.

"Turn right."

When passing a fork in the road, Anlos gave direct instructions.

Without any hesitation, the portrait immediately turned around and rushed into the right side of the road.

From the perspective of the portrait, there is no difference between the pipelines one after another.

He was one of the "believers lost in the sewers" mentioned by the priest.

The portrait also didn't know how Anlos, who was supposed to be entering the abandoned sewers in the Lower City for the first time, calmly guided the way through the intricate pipes.

It was as if Anlos was already familiar with this intricate road.

The master is still like a god in predicting things. He is really like a "prophet", knowing everything in the world.

The portrait couldn't help but sigh, feeling more and more like he was hugging a golden thigh.

Boom, boom, boom.

The sound of heavy footsteps came from a distance, and the huge force shook the wall of the tube. The weak light flickered, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

The portrait held Anlos and came to another crossroads that was the same as before.

"Turn left." Anlos said at the right time.

The portrait did as it was told and turned corners at great speed.

The next second, a big face of surprise came face to face!
"boom!"

"Ouch!"

The kind and honest Li Sanguang was knocked away, and his health bar was immediately reduced by a quarter.

sad.

(End of this chapter)