I’m Really a Villain

As soon as these words came out, the Blood Ancestor and the Qing Emperor looked at each other in shock.

Leaving Castlevania?

Both of them were stunned.

Yes, they have always been fighting openly and secretly in Castlevania.

Why didn't you leave Castlevania and develop your power more broadly?

No matter how big Castlevania is, it is still just a city.

But the strange thing is that this idea has never occurred to them before.

In other words, all of them have never thought about leaving Castlevania.

"why why?"

At this moment, everyone looked at each other in shock when they heard the old monk's reminder.

"I discovered it, because the program has been set in your minds."

"Everything you do has been planned."

After hearing what the old monk said, both of them felt a little ridiculous at the moment.

They are fake.

All existence is false.

"So what is real?" Blood Ancestor couldn't help but ask.

"Those outsiders are real," the old monk's eyes swept over Xu Zimo and Liu Ruyan.

Although people in Castlevania cannot leave the city, they often attract people from outside.

Apart from the fact that the outsiders are real, I am afraid that in the entire Castlevania, only Lu Simiao is real.

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"Impossible, this is impossible," the Qing Emperor shouted.

He seems unwilling to believe such ridiculous things.

"Nothing is impossible. If you don't believe it, you can go out of the city and have a look.

See if you can leave," the old monk said calmly.

He didn't have this expression at the beginning.

But this is the fact.

It won't change because of anything you can't accept.

The Blood Ancestor was the first one who didn't believe it. He jumped into the air and took the lead to go outside the Demon City.

With his strength, it only takes a moment to step out of Castlevania.

But when the blood ancestor came up with this idea, he found that he couldn't control his body.

It was as if the physical force had begun to stall on its own, and his legs felt like they were filled with lead.

Standing there unable to move.

"What...what is going on?"

The Blood Ancestor roared angrily.

He kept struggling, but to no avail.

In the end, he was seen slumped on the ground, looking completely lost.

In fact, there is no need to kill them at all, because as long as you tell them the truth, it will be like countless invisible knives torturing them.

It is more powerful than any killing method.

Seeing the appearance of Blood Ancestor, he seemed to be hit even more unbearably than the old monk.

It was as if he was willing to be killed and chopped into pieces, and he had no hope of life or death.

After all, I am just an illusory construct, so how can I live or die?

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At this moment, a sigh came from not far away.

I saw Medicine King Lu Simiao wearing a green robe, with black and white beard and hair. He looked like an immortal, somewhat reclusive.

He is no longer hiding now.

He had just chased the breath and arrived at the Doomsday Temple. He had a clear view of everything that happened here.

Seeing Lu Simiao coming out.

The old monk immediately looked at each other.

Said: "It is He, our Creator."

After hearing the old monk's words, the Qing Emperor and the Blood Ancestor quickly turned their heads.

"I thought it would keep going like this."

"I didn't expect that there would be a day when the paper could not contain the fire."

"Why, why did you create us?" the old monk asked.

"The first is the obsession in my heart, and the second is also because I want to seal away the demon."