It's time, it's time to become an evil god

Click.

The saint slowly pressed the shutter with his index finger almost imperceptibly, and let out a long breath of relief deep in his heart.

This is the soul-sealed camera obtained from the previous copy of the urban strange talk mission. It can seal the unresolvable fundamentalist ghosts in the form of film and paper, and release the ghosts after pressing the shutter again.

"I know what you're doing."

The butcher narrowed his eyes, as if he had noticed the saint's small movements.After devouring the wild god, his eyes could almost see the monstrous black anger behind the saint.

"I heard that the Holy Central Church likes to take in homeless orphans and vagrants, torture them to death with cruel methods, and die with hatred. The resentment and spirits of the dead are made into various cruel props by you."

The expression on the saint's face became a little bit cold.

"It's just that you are so powerful, all negative news reports are suppressed by the Blue House, reporters and prosecutors are missing, dead are dead, tsk tsk tsk."

"In Seoul, you may be the designated heir of the powerful next church, but in the world of players where the weak prey on the strong, you are just a handful."

"Do it."

The angry saint shouted loudly, and the thick black fog of indeterminate shape suddenly raged behind him, spreading in the underground sacrificial field.The candles hanging on the wall are faltering and will be extinguished at any time.After absorbing the hatred and resentment of the death-resenting people in the corner, a barefoot woman in a red dress with disheveled hair appeared in front of the Devil Butcher, holding a pair of sharp scissors in her hand, and a terrifying smile was drawn on the corners of her sinister mouth. The split corner of the mouth spread all the way to the earlobe.

The woman took a step forward stiffly, and in an instant, the demon hunter felt unable to move up and down his whole body, as if a dark evil thought invaded his whole body,

This coldness seemed to have vitality, and it expanded rapidly, occupying every corner of the butcher's body, making him feel like his joints and muscles no longer belonged to him, and he began to obey others.

It was as if there was an intruding consciousness in his body, cold and vague, full of malice.

Things that were originally illusory revealed their reality, and countless large scissors made of condensed resentment clamped his neck and limbs, and with a light force, his head was separated directly.

The devil butcher stared at each other and smiled coldly.

The saint was so stared at, he asked back, "Why are you laughing?"

The butcher said, "Don't you know that my title is Demon Butcher?"

The next moment, the butcher suddenly opened his eyes, and the originally light blue pupils instantly turned bright red, like the vertical pupils of some kind of animal.His back was covered with a dark skin film suddenly, and wings covered with white fine scales suddenly stretched out from the back of the skin film, growing bigger and wider, like a butterfly with countless overlapping wings.

Seeing this, the saint hooked his fingers, and drove the girl with the gap to do it.

The sharp scissors flickered past, directly cut the butcher's head short, and fell to the ground with a plop.

The corpse stood, motionless.

The saint breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his opponent had been dealt with, but the standing headless corpse suddenly squirmed.

Ten fingers clung to the neat edge of the broken neck, and the man covered in mucus came out of the headless corpse like a snake that shed its skin.

After shedding a layer of skin, the Devil Butcher's body was almost covered with scales, becoming more like a monster, and even his pupils became vertical pupils.

"I said before that there is no way to kill me with this level of weirdness. By the way, the monster I killed was the mountain god known by the locals as the White Snake God. After swallowing the opponent's heart, he gained the ability of immortality."

"how so……"

The Demon Butcher stretched out his hand and grabbed the girl who was still in the gap.The other party tried to struggle, but the demon butcher directly twisted his entire head off.

"vomit."

The strange death backfired on the saint, his figure swayed and he almost knelt down.

The saint who was kneeling on the ground lost his resistance, and the butcher hunter picked up another item from the quest item bar unhurriedly.

An unremarkable brochure.

"This is the key to maintaining sanity in the process of annexing divinity."

The butcher-hunter holding the "key" looked at the young man with pale face and messy hair with bright red eyes, and said with a slight curl of his mouth, "What you will see next is the real secret about this world."

After speaking, he opened the booklet and began to recite the obscure and profound secret language.

And the fallen meteorite in front of him seemed to change its appearance in an instant, becoming deeper and deeper, and its surface was dotted with diamond-like bright spots one after another, like a beautiful and vast starry night.

Accompanied by the echo of the secret words, the light of the starry sky emitted by the meteorite became more and more magnificent.

The saint felt that what the meteorite presented was not just a starry sky, but closer to the power of the blood moon covering the town, and even surpassed it. The indescribable evil energy spread and bred, and was pierced by the multiple wings facing him under the starlight. The bottom is transparent and transparent, showing a strange, deep and silent feeling.

Even if they have the same origin of the enemy and ourselves, the saints can feel the evil thoughts in their hearts expanding, their rationality is rapidly declining, and they feel that their bodies are filled with various extreme negative emotions, and it seems that unimaginable changes are brewing.

The Devil Butcher didn't seem to notice the change, but replied with a calm expression and the same tone, "Here, I can feel that he is coming."

The joy in my heart stopped abruptly at this moment.

With a soft babble, the dark door behind him was gently pushed open, and a figure appeared in the basement, leaning against the threshold and whispering, "You really did what I said."

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The castle of Earl Louis is huge like an intricate labyrinth. Players walk cautiously in the dark corridors, wary of sudden movements.

There was the sound of something scratching nails in the wall, and Weier directly spread detectors around the surroundings to detect evil thoughts, pieces of thousand paper cranes floating in mid-air and constantly rotating. It will stop turning, and the head of the Thousand Paper Crane will stay at the position where the evil thoughts strike.

The walls and ceiling retain the scorched scenes that were burned that year, and the ground is full of messy new footprints left by the previous batch of adventurers.In the narrow corridor, it is impossible to maintain the flying mode with long wings, Yatengu can only walk with two feet and follow the steps of everyone.

Yatengu stared at the scene in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "No, why are there traces of fingernail scratches everywhere on these walls?"

"good question."

Bai Ge explained, "Maybe they didn't bring paper when they shit, so they could only leave this kind of mark along the way."

"..."

The corner of Yatengu's mouth twitched, and he looked at the two teammates beside him.Ryo Nishizawa seemed to think of something, took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket and stuffed it in the alien player's hand.

Yatengu raised the medicine bottle, looked at the pills in the yellow-brown glass bottle, and asked, "What is this thing for?"

"Antihypertensive drugs."

Nishizawa pointed at Baige and explained, "If you feel your blood pressure rises after chatting with him, take a pill. Although it may not be useful, it can at least give you some psychological comfort."

That is, Yatengu glanced silently, and finally accepted the other party's kindness.

Everyone continued to walk forward and came to the location of the castle hall. At this moment, the exquisite hall with patterned wallpaper left only the ruins of the burned walls, and the chandelier hanging from the ceiling smashed to the floor.Dozens of charred corpses were placed in a circle in the middle of the living room.

"What is this? Some kind of weird sacrificial ceremony?"

With a lot of thoughts deep in everyone's mind, the witch squatted down to search for evidence from the remains of the corpses, and soon she found a pendant and a ring on the two corpses.

"The two corpses seem to be the earl and his daughter. Except for the body wearing the pendant, there are no wounds on the body, and the other bodies have wounds from being stabbed and stabbed. At least it shows that it was the earl who killed his family first and sent the They put it in some sort of religious ritual pose and then set fire to it."

"wrong."

Bai Ge opened the pendant, and there was a photo of Count Louis and his wife inside. He pointed to the man in the photo and said, "Count Louis' left little finger was born with a deformity and was short."

Then he grabbed the left hand of the charred corpse on the ground, and said, "The finger of the corpse in front of me is cut evenly, and it was obviously chopped off in a hurry."

"So Count Louis is not dead."

Nishizawa said with a gloomy face, "Everyone was deceived?"

"If the count is not dead, then he should be in the place where the meteorite is stored deep in the castle. Although we don't know the reason, this is his last chance."

When the three of them were about to leave, they suddenly heard a mournful cry from a distance.It was as if some kind of new life that did not belong to this world was about to be born.

"He has been born."

Yatengu did not clearly point out the identity of the other party, but everyone knew that he was the monster bred by the countess who turned into a blood tree.

"Although I don't know what descended from the blood tree, it will definitely be attracted by the characteristics of the gods stored deep in the castle. We have run out of time."

At the same time, both the saint and the demon butcher turned their heads to look at the mysterious figure standing at the door.It's a pity that the saint didn't enter the church, otherwise he would have recognized the priest in the small town church at first sight.

The devil butcher said in surprise, "Father? Why are you here?"

"What's the matter? Why do you call me a priest?"

The other party showed a playful expression at the shock of the demon butcher, spread his hands and said, "Don't you even know your own grandfather?"

The devil butcher's face changed instantly, his expression was no longer indifferent, he clenched his fists secretly, his nails were deeply embedded into his flesh.

"But it's not surprising. After all, it's understandable that you, a fake, don't know me. Although I have done a series of investigations on you before, the final result shows that you are indeed my blood. So I thought of another situation , seize the house."

"Obviously my poor grandson is dead, and standing in front of me is just an uninvited guest in the skin of the Lewis family."

"After killing all the bloodlines and burning down the entire castle, I discovered that besides changing me into an ugly monster by directly devouring the characteristics of the gods, it may also directly erase my humanity and become a puppet of the gods. So I feigned death to hide, disguised as The priest of the church also planned the coming of the red moon. And sent you countless letters, the purpose is to let you complete my plan."

But when I accidentally learned that you have devoured a copy of the god's characteristics, I changed my plan. "

"change plan?"

"Yes, the original plan was to let you combine the descendants of the gods born from the blood tree, devour each other's characteristics, and then digest the godhead of the fallen lord of the starry sky. In this way, the divinity will disappear, leaving only the humanity I retained .”

"But your excellent completion of the task ahead of time allowed me to skip the middle step. What I have to do now is to quietly wait for you to swallow all the divinity and take advantage of your weakest moment to successfully seize the house."

The Devil Butcher's face changed suddenly, but it was too late, his hands were firmly absorbed by the meteorite, and he couldn't break free.A steady stream of crazy and chaotic consciousness flooded into his mind, tearing apart and trying to replace his consciousness.

The demon butcher looked at the saints on the side for help, and shouted, "Help me!"

"If I am successfully taken away by him, you will die here too!"

The saints who have always been accustomed to living in a pampered life have never seen this scene before, and their brains froze for a while, and they froze in the distance.

Unexpectedly, the benevolent Holy Father in front of him just hooked his fingers lightly, and several nails appeared out of nowhere and flew towards him rapidly. Before he even reacted, the saint standing there was directly nailed to the wall.

The pain made him gasp, but Father, oh no, at this moment, Count Louis walked slowly into the basement as if nothing had happened.

"In order to prevent accidents, I signed a contract with the devil and obtained a little power from him. It is just used to deal with you adventurers."

He stretched out his hand to try to touch the meteorite with bright stars shining in front of him, like carefully guarding a newborn, and said in a low voice, "You don't even know what I saw from the starry sky of the meteorite, human beings are just It is a group of tiny ants, and there is a wider world above the starry sky. The myths that have been recorded in history are all true, but human beings use their own methods to guess gods about the incomprehensible existence. It has been surrounded by darkness and desire. The eroding moonlight, you will never understand what are those planets that can swallow all the light, and the giant gods that wander in the depths of the starry sky."

Count Louis took off the black gloves he had been wearing all the time, and his fingers had turned into ten tentacles entangled and wriggling, and teeth similar to lampreys grew out at the fingertips.But he didn't care about it at all, as if he was looking at a beautiful piece of art, he said softly, "When you don't have enough spiritual vision, some things will cause serious spiritual pollution just by touching them."

The saint saw long, thin and thick hair growing on his arms, and even felt that the control over his body was being gradually stripped away, as if another consciousness had taken over the body.He looked at the mirror placed in the corner, his face inside was extremely pale, his eyes were extremely protruding like dead fish, bright red blood was left on the edge, and there was a dark red at the corner of his mouth.The self in the mirror seemed to be watching him through the mirror reflection with a half-smile.

The saint shouted loudly, "What the hell are you trying to do?"

"I'm not a selfish person."

Count Louis turned his head and said softly like a devout believer, "I want the whole world to be purified by the gods."

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"This world is full of depravity and despair. A simple rainstorm and drought can make the heavily taxed farmers lose their income and sell their sons and daughters into slaves of the lord. A bloody war can make countless people Heads fell to the ground, families were destroyed. The lords were high above, enjoying the glory and wealth, while the slaves could only exchange a bite of food through lowly labor, and finally died of hunger, cold and disease."

Earl Louis explained softly, "People's selfishness determines that they will not remember all the lessons of history after all. We can overthrow a corrupt and depraved king, and then what? Then it is just another corrupt and depraved king, and another group of the same Corrupt nobles, they will never learn the lessons of their predecessors, and those oppressions will happen again."

The saint had a vague premonition that Count Louis was an out-and-out lunatic, and no one could guarantee that he would make any crazy moves after he obtained the godhead.