I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 83: The End of the Corridor (Please follow up)

After a while, the vibration gradually stopped and finally fell into silence.

The breath of life seemed to have disappeared from the sewer, and all that came from the outside was the dead silence that returned to nothingness.

"Keep going down," Anlos said. "We'll go out the other way."

The players had no doubt that he was there, and followed their Holy Son down the stairs one after another.

The darkness and repetitive movements blur the concept of time.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, following Anlos' reminder, they finally stepped onto flat ground.

The eyes have gradually adapted to the darkness, and blurry outlines are outlined in the retina.

They saw a stone altar.

A smell mixed with putridity and mold rushed into the nostrils. On the rows of altars on both sides, there were piles of dead bones.

——Here is the tomb where the priest keeps the dead baby, or in other words, the place where sacrifices are made.

Click, click, click.

The players walked between the two rows of altars and couldn't help but relax their steps.

On the uneven stone walls on both sides, circles and one-eyes were carved, watching the intruders in the darkness.

The further you go, the stronger the putrid smell becomes, and the "fresher" the babies' bodies become.

"What a fucking beast."

The kind and honest Li Sanguang couldn't help but curse, and tightened his grip on the hammer, regretting why he didn't give the damn priest a few blows.

The strange thing is that even though the flesh and blood are exposed to the air, there are no maggots to eat it.

As if being strangled by some force.

The air became more solemn and colder, and a slippery and sticky feeling came from the depths, brushing against the players' skin like tentacles, giving them goosebumps.

"Wait, look!"

The kind and honest Li Sanguang suddenly spoke and exclaimed:
"Erosion has increased!"

Other players hurriedly opened their own panels to check, and were surprised to find that even though they had not entered a nightmare, the erosion level was slowly increasing!
【Don't yell too much.】

The portrait is impatient and turns around to glare at the player with its terrifying swirling eyes. It has zero patience for humans other than Anros.

[The increase in erosion indicates that there are things nearby that contain the power of nightmares. It does not necessarily mean entering a nightmare]

[You don’t even have this bit of common sense, you are simply more ignorant than a newborn baby]

The players looked at each other with strange expressions.

Really right.

They were "born" into the world not long ago.

Anlos naturally knew what these players were thinking, and chuckled: "Don't be so harsh."

The portrait immediately changed its face and responded with a flattering smile.

The change was so fast that the players couldn't help but gasp.

Passing through the corridor, Anlos and his party arrived at the innermost grotto.

There is no door between the corridor and the grotto. There are yellow candles set up in the grotto. The candles are flickering and the wax oil is accumulated in the brass candlesticks, indicating that people often visit here.

In the faint light, what caught everyone's eyes was the circular one-eyed pattern drawn with blood on the stone wall.

The blood flowing down was like blood and tears, looking down at their group of disrespectful intruders with compassion, giving people a creepy feeling.

“Hey, the atmosphere is really well done.”

The kind and honest Li Sanguang muttered, rubbed his arms, and tightened his grip on the hammer, as if this would give him courage. The restless thoughts gradually fell silent in the blood-stained eyes, and a chill brushed across his face and crawled up his back like a snake.

Anlos signaled the portrait to put him down, stepped on the ground with a clatter of leather boots, and stretched out his hand to Li Sanguang beside him.

Li Sanguang was stunned for a moment, then he quickly took Anlos' hand in flattery and shook it up and down: "You are so sweet! I am kind and honest Li Sanguang!"

"." Anlos's expression immediately became speechless. He waited patiently for Li Sanguang to finish holding it, and then softly uttered two words, "Hammer."

I want your hammer, not your hand.

"oh oh."

Amidst the low laughter of other players, Li Sanguang said "oh" and handed over the hammer, his cheeks turning red.

Anlos took the hammer, and his arm couldn't help but sink due to the weight.

Li Sanguang was worried, frowned at the portrait and said, "Protect the Holy Son, don't let him hurt you."

Hearing this, the portrait's expression became strange, and it glanced at Li Sanguang as if he were looking at a fool.

I?
Protect Anlos Tian?
He can kill me with one blow of his hammer.
Anros chuckled twice and said nothing. He just stepped under the sacrificial wall and looked up at the blood-red one eye.

He murmured softly:
"The prophet who stands in the long river of destiny and goes upstream."

"Your devout servant, Anlos Tian, ​​prays to you to send down your mighty power to eradicate evil!"

Following the prayer he made up, Anros mobilized the power of nightmare and concentrated it in the hammer in his hand.

Then, he swung up suddenly and hit the blood-red one eye with great force!
"boom!!!"

A huge sound erupted, and in an instant, the rocks shattered and smoke flew everywhere!
The arrogant one-blooded eye looking down at them was shattered!

"."

Both the portrait and the players were dumbfounded, watching this scene dumbfounded.

After a brief moment of daze, an extremely exciting emotion burst out from their hearts!
In their eyes, the back of Anlos Tian standing in front of the collapsed wall was already like a god who saved the world, exuding dazzling brilliance!
Directly confronting the evil forces, this is the courage of their prophetic camp!
At this moment, an old voice containing endless anger sounded from the cracked blood-red one eye.

It is like a big mountain pressing on the players, making them unable to move in an instant!

[Foolish and arrogant sinner! You must pay the price of your soul for your disrespectful act! ! ! 】

The next second, accompanied by a "squeaking" sound like a horse's neighing, the blue lake water gushes out from the blood-red one-eye, drowning them all at once!
"Gudu!"

The ground beneath their feet sank to the bottom of the lake, and a feeling of suffocation gripped their throats.

Unprepared, the lake water poured into his lungs. Suddenly, a bone-chilling feeling swept through his body, almost freezing his blood.

Protect the Holy Son!

Li Sanguang, a kind and honest man, immediately thought of it, rowed his limbs vigorously, and swam towards the sinking Anlos.

Suddenly, something grabbed his feet and pulled him down.

Li Sanguang looked down and saw a grinning baby's face, its translucent red eyes staring at him resentfully.

One after another, the resentful babies cling to the players and want to drown them at the bottom of the lake!

"Gululu!"

Li Sanguang swung the hammer vigorously and looked at Anlos Tian anxiously.

But the strange thing is that Anlos, who has the highest hatred value and should receive "key attention", was not attacked by the resentful infant.

It was as if he had deliberately avoided him.

Why should we treat them differently?

(End of this chapter)