The Villain Knight Doesn't Want to Be a Hero

Although what she actually did was just ask her if she had anyone she liked.

But when the relationship between father and daughter was too tense, before the words were finished, a certain green-haired pigeon suddenly exploded.

"There are also those guys who reject girls. Even though everyone else has already done that, they still run away looking cool...it would be best if they were killed by a meteorite from the sky."

“…”

Hinami laughed twice and did not answer the question.

His personality seems normal, but in fact he is extremely twisted. His quiet and intelligent appearance hides his bloody and violent nature, and his view of love is extremely distorted. This is the guy in front of him.

Although it was a bit unkind to say this, Hinami felt that Lin Qiao couldn't have been more right when he beat her severely when the Bronze Tree seized power.

"But teacher, this book is based on Brother Qiao, right?"

Saying this, Hinami took down a thick novel from the bookshelf nearby.

The entire cover shows a gradient from dark red to black, with a white spider web pattern on it, and in the center is an enlarged spider head.

The eight glowing spider eyes perfectly highlight the style of Takatsuki Izumi.

——Atrak Nakya

The title of the book is written on the cover.

"Hmm, what's wrong? Is there anything you want to modify?"

"No, I just always feel that Brother Qiao will be quite unhappy after seeing it..."

The story is a good one, and with Aite's excellent writing style, it is indeed fascinating.

But the content continues the bloody and dark style of a certain green-haired pigeon.

"Don't say that, Hina-chan, things like art always need to be processed and polished."

Smiling, she took the soon-to-be-released novel from Hinami's hand.

"Besides, wouldn't it be nice to have a love story between aliens and man-made machines in the distant future where humans are extinct?"

"That's not to say, teacher..."

Just thinking that one of the characters in this book is based on my eldest brother makes me feel strange.

Weird, just weird.

"Well, if you have any objections about someone, just let them come to me."

"Not to mention that the story above is indeed true..."

Finally, he added in a very low voice.

"But if possible, I would really like my Atrak Nakya to come to me."

He licked his lips and showed a chilling smile.

Atrak Nakya -

The evil spider god is both the title of this book and a metaphor for someone.

I really want to see someone become angry after reading the novel. What will happen then...

"Hey, just thinking about it makes me...ah, I almost forgot that Hina-chan is still here."

Sticking out his tongue, he then said in a malicious and cute way

However, her look did make Hinami's face stiffen.

‘Sure enough, this person has bad thoughts about Brother Qiao! ’

It took almost a month to finally finish one piece. Generally speaking, it looks like this. Because I was a little confused about which piece to put, I just put three pieces together.

Special thanks to the artist Guagua74.

In fact, I originally came to this boss because I happened to see the K total black hole trigger form he drew at station b.

Also, I know everyone has been asking me to add a hem. Don’t worry, this is only the first stage. There is also a black hole that will be added.

I originally said that I would wait until I finish writing it before posting it, but since it’s going to go on a big bookshelf and this is the one I’m using, I just posted it? (^?^*)

Finally, I would like to thank Guagua74 for all your help.

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I originally planned to post the fate volume after I finished writing it, but after thinking about it, I decided to post it in advance.

This is the protagonist's final form in the future.

Thanks to the artist "Crooked Man" for his help and sponsorship.

I accidentally posted it in the wrong place before, so I’m posting it again here.

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Chapter 1 Still Calm

The scorching sun, the yellow sand...

The background is an endless desert. Long-term sunlight distorts the light. The high temperature that always remains above 50 degrees is undoubtedly a forbidden area for life.

In the distance are the ruins of the city that are almost buried in the yellow sand and weathered to the point of dilapidation.

The wind and sand roared wantonly, and the yellow sand rolled up hit my face like a knife. If I opened my mouth even slightly, I would get a mouthful of sand.

Slightly zooming closer to a corner of the desert, a completely scrapped mechanical dinosaur fell there. The rusty shell was completely deformed by violent means, and the exposed wires emitted electric sparks from time to time.

There are scattered parts all around. If you are interested in playing puzzles, it is not difficult to see the original appearance of these robots - a barrel-shaped body with two long legs.

It doesn't seem to have much offensive power. After all, it doesn't even have weapons. The only way to attack may be to kick people or hit them with its body.

But the fact is that if you are approached by this thing, it will definitely give you a surprise, a big surprise. A "boom" is much more exciting than a second kick during the New Year.

A white-haired woman wearing a black high-cut tights was buried in the yellow sand and scattered parts on the ground. Her eyes were closed, and her beautiful face was stained with dust and black stains.

From her exposed ball joints, it can be seen that she is not a human, but a robot-like existence.

——The correct term is artificial human.

Putting aside these insignificant little things, the sound of fierce fighting can be heard from a farther place.

The red spider monster and a young man collided with each other in a fistfight - to be more precise, it should be said that there is some invisible... stand-in behind the young man.

"Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola!"

With the rough battle cry of the stand, waves of air spread out from the two of them to the surroundings, and a three or four-meter-high sand column was raised from time to time on the field. The two sides fought hard and it was difficult to tell who was better for a while.

A duel between masters?

Putting aside the terrifying power that can send ordinary people to be eaten with just one move, it should be said that it was a fight between novices.

The fighting style of the two is no different from that of the street thugs, kicking the crotch, poking the eyes, blindfolding with blood... No matter what kind of dirty tricks it is, as long as they can be used, they will use all of them!

This is a fight to the death without glory!

And the result is that both sides are injured...

Falling on the yellow sand with scars all over, gasping for breath, both sides knew that the opponent was already at the end of his strength, and only a decisive blow was needed to decide the outcome. They struggled to get up and give the other side a final blow, but fell to the ground again and again.

The last one to stand up was the young man.

He got up tremblingly, his weak body seemed to fall down at any time, but he still stood up with his own perseverance, limping forward, and walked to the front of the Spider Monster who had lost the strength to struggle.

The purple muscular man's stand-in appeared behind him, but it was also covered with scars. In comparison, the other party was not willing to give in. The red armor on his body, like metal, was almost shattered, and there was no good meat on his body.

With five fingers clenched, the sandbag-sized fist was swung out like a battleship shell, and the target was the head of the Spider Monster.

Win!

The young man's face was full of excitement that could not be concealed.

However, at the moment of the fist, the spider monster on the ground suddenly dodged to the side as if it was a last gasp, narrowly avoiding this fatal blow.

The moment the fist fell, sand and stones scattered, even boulders could be broken with one blow, but it could not change the fact that the target was not hit.

Then——

Puff!

A slender black tentacle popped out from the spider monster's wrist and pierced his chest in the blink of an eye. Under the influence of this, the strong man substitute summoned by the young man also instantly turned into a bubble and dissolved in the air.

It's over!

The red figure on the ground changed from the previous weakness and fell to the ground like a predatory beast.

The young man who had completely lost the power of resistance was like a lamb to be slaughtered. He could only cover his face with both hands and make a final futile struggle.

Finally, as the red spider monster raised his iron fist and fell down with a bang——

The dream woke up.

......

Rubbing his slightly itchy nose, the sunlight passing through the gaps between the branches and leaves made the young man squint his eyes.

The scorching sun hangs high in the sky, and the hot temperature makes people want to find a refrigerator to hide in, but even such unfriendly weather still can't stop people's desire to go out.

The busy streets have never been quiet. The vehicles on the road and the light reflected on the car shells make people more restless.

The small park on one side of the road is a good place to cool off. The trees above block most of the sunlight, and the fountains that keep spraying water also reveal a hint of coolness, which makes people's hearts calm down. It is not easy to find such a place in a bustling metropolis.

Lin Qiao, male, 22 years old, graduated from an ordinary university.

A time traveler, this is his current identity.

Unlike those lucky people who change maps as soon as they open and close their eyes, his way of crossing can be regarded as tragic.

I vaguely remember the last picture I saw before crossing - a female car god who stepped on the accelerator with Erguotou in her hand, and he ascended to heaven after the other party drifted on the sidewalk.

The only lucky thing is that he died so cleanly that he didn't feel too much pain...if this can be considered "lucky".

The subsequent plot is very cliché. He was chosen by something similar to the main god space. He had to leave the world where he had lived for more than 20 years and go to other worlds to complete tasks, embarking on a road of no return with a confused future.

...If it were really that simple!

There is a saying that goes, where there are people, there is involution.

Everyone in this world is irreplaceable, but also dispensable. If you lose others, at most you can sigh that "another young life has passed away", and then there will be no more. The days will still go on, and the earth will not stop turning because of this.

People die every minute and every second in the world. Why can you be resurrected and travel through time?

Are you better than others? Or more capable than others?

The solution is simple.

Since no one wants to let anyone else, let's just have a game together. Anyway, the quota is there, there is only one, you can decide what to do.

So a chicken-eating game began.