Barrage said, I am the final villain in the game

"Good morning, everyone!"

The host stood on the most conspicuous high platform and waved his palms to the surrounding audience.

Today is the last game of the freshman competition, and the venue has been changed to a more luxurious Magic Palace, which can accommodate about 20,000 people to watch the game.

Of course, even if the finals of all departments are not held on the same day, every student can have the most complete viewing experience, but it is still a bit difficult to fill the seats with the students in the college.

But even so, it still did not affect the excitement in the Magic Palace.

Conversations, laughter, and noises are endless.

It wasn't until a louder shout overwhelmed them that the excited audience lowered their voices slightly.

"After several days of fierce competition, two contestants successfully won the first place in the competition with hundreds of people participating. And today, they will decide who is the final winner!!"

The host held the magic microphone and his voice was passionate and powerful.

"Let us give you a round of applause, Ham Wilmot!!"

When the host called out the name, the audience cheered, even overwhelming the host's voice through the magic amplification.

"Willmott, dare to attack and fight bravely; stand up straight and be the star of the show!"

Accompanied by uniform slogans, Wilmot's figure gradually appeared on the ring through the teleportation formation.

He shook his blond hair, raised his head, and showed a bright smile to the audience.

"Ohhhhh!!"

"It seems that our classmate Wilmot is very popular with everyone." The host said with a smile, "After all, he defeated all the opponents in the most relaxed manner and in an almost crushing way, and finally reached the decisive battle.

Players, I think there must be many among you who are fascinated by Wilmot-san's fighting style."

"However, although Wilmot encountered almost no obstacles in his promotion journey, it happened that his opponent also used absolutely terrifying methods to intimidate other players, making most people feel uncomfortable when facing him.

, I can’t even raise the spirit of struggle.”

"In addition, the two players' forms of expression in battle are mainly based on 'illusion'. Even the methods of luring the enemy into their own illusions are so similar...the two players are so homogenized.

What kind of sparks will burst out between people?"

"Now, let us welcome, Lynne Blazer!!"

.......

"Pah——"

"Papa -"

When Lin En opened his eyes, the scattered applause suddenly stopped. The huge magic palace was as silent as a dead city at this moment.

He looked up, but all he saw were panicked glances that he avoided for various reasons.

Lin En chuckled and shook his head, getting rid of the inexplicable sadness flashing in his mind.

When he raised his head, the first thing he noticed was neither the opponent opposite nor the host on the high platform.

[What! Our Linn is so cute, so well-behaved, and so beautiful, but no one supports us? Damn it!]

[How come the scumbag opposite can get applause, but our Lin En only gets a cold look. Everyone has similar methods, so double standards are too serious!]

[Don’t be sad Lin En, we will always support you!]

[No matter how loud those people shout, they only know how to shout slogans. We can do this kind of thing... Come on, make up a slogan! 】

[Lynn Linn, the tiger comes down the mountain, the little yellow hair, all of them are fucked!]

[Laying storm, star tsunami, why is this happening, Lin En is here!!]

[The journey is difficult, the journey is difficult, the first difficulty is to defeat Linn!!]

【......】

Lin En slapped her eyes.

I don’t have the eyes to see it, I really don’t have the eyes to see it.

What is this all about?

It's awkward, right?

In the past, he often saw words like "No one on the Internet cares about you anymore." Now, he finally understood why there were barrages saying this.

Anyone with a little bit of shame wouldn't be able to make up such words, right?

After shaking her body, Lin En took a deep breath and stepped forward slowly.

At this time, no other emotion other than seriousness could be seen on his body, and that bit of disappointment had already flown to the sky.

There are people supporting him where he can't see it.

"Players from both sides please salute each other."

Linn bowed slightly in response to the referee's request.

However, just as he was about to straighten up again, his eyes happened to meet Wilmot's.

"Can you actually stand here?" The smile on Wilmot's face became brighter. "It seems that you are more interesting than I thought."

Lynn raised her eyes slightly: "Should I say, 'I'm honored' at this time?"

Faced with the obviously thorny words, Wilmot nodded seriously: "You should indeed be deeply honored. After all, I never praise others easily."

"...."

Before Linn could speak, Wilmot spoke again: "I'm interested in you, not just because you are very similar to me in the way you stood to the end."

"In fact, your means are far inferior to mine."

"I can see that you are also using their own desires to knock them down, but..." After a pause, his voice suddenly became colder, "Your method,

It’s too rough.”

"What you do is just dig out what is hidden deep in their hearts and put it in front of them to scare them away... This method is too wasteful."

Wilmot closed his eyes slightly, and the expression on his face suddenly became intoxicated: "Learn from me, boy."

"Bring out what they fear most and desire most, and then let them gradually eat up and digest all those cowardly and naive guys... Only in this way can you get a portion, and finally

Delicious snacks.”

Linn tilted his head slightly and looked calmly at Wilmot, whose expression gradually began to change.

"Unfortunately, I don't like desserts very much."

He took out his long sword staff, turned to look at the referee, and asked: "Can we start?"

The referee nodded and raised his hand to signal.

"So, let's compete."

The host raised his hands in the air and shouted passionately.

"start!!"

"boom--"

When the host announced the start of the competition, Lin En flashed and was about to take action.

This time, he was not planning to use [Mirror's Eye].

Because if the magic types of both sides are similar, the difference in the amount of magic power will become the key point of victory or defeat.

And obviously, Lin En is the one who will definitely be at a disadvantage.

So he prepared to use the swordsmanship he had hidden for a long time to kill his opponent with one blow.

However, just when he was about to make a move, a voice so soft that it penetrated his soul quietly sounded.

"Have you ever seen bliss?"

The moment he turned around, Wilmot's voice fell quietly. At the same time, Linn suddenly felt as if his brain was exploding, and he was in constant pain.

In this sudden moment, shadows overlapped in front of his eyes, and for a moment, he seemed to see the back of Mr. Count.

Perhaps sensing Linn's arrival, Mr. Earl slowly turned his head.

"Lynn, come here."

He raised his hand and handed over his cane.

"From now on, you are the head of the Blaze family."