I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 81 Kill the priest! (Seeking for further reading)
Following the loud noise, the sheep-headed priest suddenly froze and became vigilant. His muscles tensed up and he was ready for battle.

However.
A few seconds passed.

The shaking gradually stopped.

Nothing happened.

?

The players stupidly raised their hammers and slowly made a question mark.

No, shouldn't something happen?

【Hahahahaha! ! ! 】

The sheep-headed priest suddenly burst into hoarse laughter and spit.

[Is this your death struggle? Anlos Tian.]

The priest's sinister and vicious gaze was directed at Anlos, and a proud smile appeared on the protruding corner of his mouth.

The sharp and hard giant palm reached towards the delicate and pale young man, and the shadow enveloped his whole body.

"Protect the Holy Son!!!"

Li Sanguang roared, taking the lead to block Anlos with a heavy hammer.

The portrait also became more distorted, and the terrifying pressure flowed out layer by layer.

This is not a nightmare, but it is not good for Anlos.

【you failed.】

"Really?"

What responded to the priest was Anros's bright eyes and the crazy smile at the corner of his mouth!

The next second, there was a clicking sound coming from the priest's head!

He subconsciously looked up, and what was reflected in the golden one-eye was a rapidly enlarging mass of steel and concrete like a falling guillotine.

"boom--!!!"

The huge sewer pipe collapsed!
Just like dominoes, just knocking on the walls on both sides caused such an unpredictable chain reaction!

So, how did Anlos Tian predict all this? !
With great shock, the sheep-headed priest was instantly buried by the heavy pipe wall.

The smoke and dust flew up, instantly drowning the players like a tsunami. The dust was inhaled into the nasal cavity, and a cough suddenly sounded.

Anlos stood there, covering his mouth and nose with his sleeves, but his eyes were still red from being choked and he had difficulty breathing.

Even so, he still opened his eyes wide and stared intently at the front shrouded in thick smoke.

The ice blue eyes were shining with excitement, as if there were flames burning.

——The mini-boss of the beast-turned-priest, skipping classes.

Lead the priest to this specific intersection, and then hit the walls on both sides hard.

This will cause the entire upper layer of the sewer pipe, which has been abandoned and in disrepair for a long time, to collapse.

I don’t know how long ago.

The empire spent a lot of manpower and material resources to build this huge underground drainage system.

Like a giant sleeping underground.

And when the giant body died and collapsed, the heavy steel body was enough to crush the hard bones.

The scene in front of him was so shocking. Anros quietly admired the scene of the collapse of this huge project.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and a strong smell of rust filled the air.

Anlos stepped forward, stepping on the dark red blood trickling on the ground with his dark brown leather boots, and stopped in front of a huge head.

The golden one-eyed mask was shattered, losing its divine power, and the neck and spine of the beast-turned-priest were crushed.

The powerful power faded away, and what was revealed was just an old man lingering on.

Anlos looked down at the half-human, half-goat monster and slowly said, "Lorenta Jonas." Hearing this, his dim and cloudy eyes suddenly widened.

The priest trembled with all his strength and stared at Anros. His lips wriggled and sprayed out blood, as if he was asking Anros why he knew this name.

Why do you know his name?

Anlos did not answer him.

In the lower city of the Red Rose Empire, the story of the priest of the Alice Order who believed in the God of Nightmares was very different from other fallen people.

It's nothing more than finding a place of support and sustenance for my painful and desperate soul.

In the Lower City, he was just an ant on the roadside; but in the cult, he could do things for the extremely powerful nightmare thing and show his value.

However, this is never a reason to hurt others.

Anros opened his hand, and the power of nightmare condensed in his hand. Waves of waves sounded, and a slender, shining silver sword gradually took shape.

Using the power of nightmare in reality consumes a lot of money, and Anlos' already pale face became as pale as paper.

The priest's eyes widened in disbelief, and the sword raised high was reflected in his cloudy pupils.

On the verge of death, his inspiration reached its peak and he glimpsed a hint of the secret of fate.

"Crack!"

Racing with blood, the broken neck was completely severed.

"Boom."

The huge head rolled to the ground and fell at the feet of the players.

They were surprised to find that the priest, who was supposed to die with hatred and unwillingness, closed his eyes in relief, and his expression even showed a hint of fear, like a lamb being sacrificed to the gods.

[Kill the Priest of the Alice Order! Get 30 experience points! 】

The sharp sword in Anros's hand dispersed, and his body shook twice, and was quickly caught by the portrait.

Therefore, the players who saw this scene mistook it for the oil painting servant of the Holy Son and killed the priest.

Yes, Anlos Tian was so weak, how could he have done it?

Their camp is so awesome!
They develop a sense of pride and pride.

"Rumble--"

The ground shook and there were more and more cracks in the walls.

not good!

The sewer pipe is collapsing!
The players' expressions suddenly changed.

It's okay if they were crushed to death, but the noble Holy Son only has one life!
If you die and the mission fails, the punishment will be that you will not be able to complete all subsequent missions related to the prophet camp!

It can also be seen how important Anlos Tian is to the Prophet!
"Run out!" Li Sanguang, a kind and honest man, hurriedly greeted everyone. While checking the map, he cursed in a low voice, "Damn! It's at least seven or eight minutes away from the exit!"

Not to mention seven or eight minutes, this pipeline looks like it will be fully compressed in the next second!
At this moment, a voice sounded and reached everyone’s ears:

"Don't panic, everyone, just follow me."

The players all turned back and looked at the white-haired boy who was hugged by the paint monster again.

Anlos Tian was as fragile and fragile as a porcelain doll, but his delicate face was filled with perseverance and calmness, without any fear.

As expected of the Holy Son who was favored by the Prophet.

The players couldn't help but admire that the people who needed protection the most didn't panic, and they gradually calmed down.

"Go back to the pipeline junction!" Anlos commanded, "I know a secret passage!"

Following his words, the portrait immediately followed Anros's instructions and ran in the same direction, and the players followed suit.

The group of people walked quickly through the shaking sewers, with rumbles echoing in their ears, the ground shaking under their feet, and the wall lamps breaking and shaking.

It’s very oppressive!
This is a race against time!

(End of this chapter)