Origin Player

Bang, bang, bang.

The train was running on the track, and the whistle was far away.

"Would you like a drink? I'm a bounty hunter and bartender, nicknamed Silver Moon. Your name is Rhine, right?"

In front of the bar, Jiang He's sight escaped from the darkness. He checked his status immediately. All the gains from the last cycle were there. The Wild Hunter Armor was loaded with several modules, and the gluttony progress bar was 10%.

"A glass of ice rum."

"Wait a minute." The silver-haired lady turned around and prepared.

"Compared with the enemy camp's speculation, I should be Baalzebub, that is, Beelzebub. The reason why I still failed to complete the main task after finding out my identity and weaknesses... is because Beelzebub has not been born yet, strictly speaking."

"The past is the future, and the future is the past."

"In the Mobius time loop, I will become Beelzebub next, which means that I was already Beelzebub in the past."

"This is the only way to complete the main task."

Jiang He sent a message to Mo Shuihua, briefly explaining the speculation while asking about the situation over there.

In the time loop, the memories of these players did not return to the origin, which is in line with the concept of "Personal Theory".

As players, they are the walkers of the origin. In the face of such high-level power, they have the invisible benefit of maintaining their own self. At the same time, the invisible son is not bound by the loop. He has the high-level protection of the Toad God.

[Boss, the green zombie, the barrier master, and the harpy are completely embedded in the loop. I beat them up. They now have no active and passive skills, only physical fitness is retained, and they have truly become the deputy team leader of the company. In addition, the killer 007 ran away]

Mo Shuihua replied immediately.

Jiang He pondered. The players died and their souls were broken. Even if time was reversed, the three could not be resurrected. Or the power of the Mobius time ring was insufficient. In short, his current goal has become Beelzebub.

"Disease, fly disaster, gluttony."

At dusk, the glow fell on the Gobi Desert.

"Your ice rum." The silver-haired waitress brought out the drinks. There was no ice ball in the glass, but cube-shaped crushed ice. Because someone did not take the initiative to introduce his identity this time, she resisted the desire to talk.

There were whispers behind him.

Jiang He drank the wine in one gulp, then took out the Whale Song revolver and shot Hans and William at the table with two shots.

"Murder!"

"Ah!"

"Follow me to the other carriages!"

The carriage was in chaos. The silver-haired lady fell and hit the corner of the table in her hasty escape, and died on the spot.

Jiang He saw this and understood that the other party did not apologize by dying in the last cycle. This guy's script setting might be an accidental death.

He went straight to the front of the train. The conductor wanted to pull out his gun to fight back, but the revolver in his hand was shot down.

"Sir, this train is protected by the sheriff of Rock Town. Except for the big thief White, no cowboy can shoot faster than him."

The conductor raised his hands in surrender, glanced out of the window, and suddenly his face changed drastically. He hurriedly shouted:

"Brake quickly, there are people on the track!"

The conductor quickly reached out to grab the brake lever, and saw five people on the track jumping non-stop, waving their hands to signal the train to stop.

Bang!

Bullets burst out from the muzzle, and the conductor fell in a pool of blood.

The train conductor trembled and said: "Sir, there may be abnormalities on the track ahead. I must be responsible for the safety of the passengers."

"No matter what, hit it."

Jiang He pointed his gun at the other person's eyebrows.

"You can't do this! Kill me..."

Bang!

The train conductor also fell in a pool of blood.

"Inexplicable."

Jiang He put away the whale song, and he really wanted to die.

The train passed by quickly, and the three robbers were smashed into pieces because they couldn't dodge in time. The leading robber cursed.

"Damn Jon, don't let me find you, this is not what we agreed!"

Jiang He took out a sniper rifle and shot the leading robber and the remaining members.

Zi!

The train arrived at the station more than ten minutes later.

Jiang He got off the train first, walked through the bustling crowd and came straight to a black kid.

"Country bumpkin, I didn't mess with you."

The black kid couldn't help but take a step back.

Jiang He laughed dumbly: "I took the train all the way just to kill you."

The black-skinned kid realized something was wrong and turned around to run. A long rope fell and accurately caught his neck.

"Let me go, you country bumpkin. My uncle is the sheriff!"

"Don't worry, please fly a kite."

Jiang He dragged the black-skinned kid to the side of the road, threw the rope over the street lamp, and then pulled it suddenly.

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, look!

Swish!

The black-skinned kid rubbed the ground and rose into the air in a hurry. The rope strangled his neck, causing him to struggle wildly and his limbs waving randomly.

"Stop it!"

The sheriff ran out of the second floor angrily.

Jiang He let go and stretched again. After repeating it twice, the black-skinned kid was completely motionless. His neck stretched and grew more than ten centimeters taller for free.

The sheriff pulled out his gun and said viciously: "You are more shameless than White for doing this to a child."

Jiang He took out the second long rope. He had a hunch that this thing would become a necessity for him in the future.

Ten seconds later.

The sheriff was hung on the street lamp and struggled wildly.

Jiang He stretched it a few times and made another sunny doll, and concluded at the same time.

"It seems that the invisible son is also dead."

Now he has the appearance of the aboriginal blacksmith Rhine, not the blond newcomer Hans. An aboriginal who has repeatedly performed actions beyond the script setting is bound to attract attention. For Shuguang Company, it is not yet time for maintenance. Considering the experience of the newcomers, it may be tolerated, but as long as the invisible son who knows everything is alive, he will most likely test and respond.

The street broke out in chaos.

Jiang He raised his fingertips, and dense flies flew out of the ring. At the same time, his fingers bloomed with colorful spots of light.

Hell smallpox disease, a perfect blood poison derivative ability.

Ordinary smallpox is one of the oldest and most deadly diseases in human history. It has lasted for more than 3,000 years and has caused 300-500 million deaths in a century.

Hell smallpox shortens the incubation period to within a few hours. It is transmitted through the respiratory tract and contact. This disease acts on the soul and flesh, and grows continuously with vitality as nutrients, which is specifically manifested as festering and death.

Due to close contact, the two corpses on the street lamp seats have begun to drip rotten pus.

Jiang He picked a looted house and started the second Blood Bat Knight promotion ceremony.

The carrier, symbol, and elements have not changed.

The only difference is the original formula.

The original formula of the knight ceremony is past-present-future.

At present, he is experiencing and being in the Mobius time loop, the past is the future, and the future is the past.

"The second knight promotion ceremony, or the reverse ceremony, with the future-present-past as the original formula is very different from the original deduced Great Knight ceremony. In the case of insufficient physical fitness, forced jump will only follow the footsteps of the Aphid Emperor, but making the soul weapon more perfect should be able to obtain powerful abilities."

Jiang He lay in a simple pool filled with his own blood, and a Longhen Dragon Spear guard was pierced beside him.

He was gradually drowned in blood.