Bat Fight Simulator

But his intuition was definitely right, and no matter how he looked at it or thought about it now, he felt that this dog was a bitch, with a face that would be a pity not to give it a beating.

The player has no psychological burden on the matter of fighting monsters. He takes out the sharp-clawed knife from his pocket and prepares to see the blood. The viciousness of his momentum and attitude makes those who hear it sad, and those who see it can't help but stand up to stop this blasphemy. God’s bad behavior.

"What do you want to do?" The priest who asked the player to come here finally appeared, and he didn't know how long he watched.

"Do something fun."

The player's behavior is not harmless at all in front of Bruce. He is indeed like a mirror, reflecting the attitudes of others.

And Dick didn't think there was any problem. After all, his experience and education had problems, so he was Talon instead of Nightwing. He was not so well-intentioned, and he was not a vigilante.

As long as Messiah doesn't grow into a guy like Nite Owl, it won't be a big problem.

Even because of the little episode just now, Messiah still has not taken off the label of being easy to deceive in his eyes. The priest does not look like a serious priest at first glance, so it is normal for the player to want to protect himself.

(In a church far away in the AK universe, Jason Todd, who is dressed in priest’s clothing and is not a serious priest: Sneeze!)

The person who came here still had the same devout attitude towards the Lord, and no matter how gentle his tone was, he could not hide his dissatisfaction, "You are obviously the savior chosen by the Lord."

"Then what?" Messiah asked.

Then the player chatted to death. He was not a saint in the first place, and there was no need to care about the expectations that were inexplicably placed on him.

Today he only cares about whether Bruce can sleep early at night.

It even felt like the priest was taking his time, so the player couldn't help but urge him, "Now that you've called me here, what exactly are you going to give me?"

【Unit No. 1. 】

This sudden and unpleasant name made the player subconsciously look for the direction of the sound.

Then his eyes fell on the puppy at his feet, and the player discovered that the name of the Samoyed on the opponent's head had changed and became God.

His previous intuition was indeed correct, but the player did not expect that God would appear in person, or in the form of a puppy.

In my mind, I thought that for existences like them, the appearance should be quite grand, for example, there would be some colorful fireworks behind them and a BGM.

He picked up the scruff of the little animal, and the man and the dog looked at each other for a while, and then the dog continued to talk.

"Hello."

Messiah was also polite, so he responded, “Hello.”

"Are you looking for me and using an excuse to call me over?"

"It's not an excuse. You have indeed lost something important to yourself." The dog continued to speak.

The blue eyes narrowed, and the player's tone became dangerous, "So my coming to this universe is not just an accident."

"Don't you like it?"

"No, I like it very much." Messiah's smile was sincere. He was indeed very happy these days, but as soon as he changed his voice, the blade in his hand was thrown out, grazing the priest's cheek and inserted into the wall.

He did not choose to kill the dog. After all, it was just a puppy.

They can make as many containers as they want.

"Tell me, why did you show up this time? To make a long story short, I have to go back before evening. There is still a night patrol today."

"I thought you were going to say something like you hate having your destiny controlled." The dog said, "Do you want memories? Not the so-called plots, but the real memories before you became a player."

"That's something that's truly yours."

"I hate it, but isn't it ridiculous to tell you that? I should be acting coquettishly towards Jason or Bruce with such words."

The Messiah is very clear-headed. Those who get angry, cry, and roll around in the face of difficulties, such as thirty years in the east of the river and thirty years in the west of the river, etc., have no meaning.

This behavior is more like a bluff to show weakness, which is so stupid.

"Then aren't you curious about your past?"

Messiah looked at the dog in front of him, "Why do you say this is the most important thing to me."

"No, this evaluation is not your judgment. It is... my judgment, right?"

"It's me who thinks the memories of the past are important."

When a player gets a piece of puzzle, he will naturally take a peek at his whole picture and keep thinking about it. He thinks that making such an uncertain judgment is not like the style of a god.

Who knows what is most important to him, of course, himself.

The other party was still acting like a dog, and did not respond to Messiah's question, but spoke again.

"That's right, this universe, the entire multiverse can be a playground for you."

"You always had the power to quit at any time."

Messiah was thinking, and the worst guess he had in his mind became clearer and clearer, what kind of existence he himself was.

"You want me to quit, why? Because I am becoming more powerful and uncontrollable."

"What? You're really sharp. You discovered my reverse cannibalization of the system."

The player doesn't think the system has noticed the problem, otherwise it wouldn't have such a quiet attitude. He also discovered that God must have done something to the system, and now the guy is as quiet as dead.

"But, I don't want it." Messiah's tone was willful anyway, like a picky child.

God was not surprised. This conversation was more like an attempt to test the player's attitude towards the universe.

"Why, don't you know your past and what you are?" This time it was the priest who spoke. He seemed unable to understand why Messiah made such a light choice.

"Don't you want to escape from such a controlled fate? Don't you want power?" The tone was so unbelievable, as if Messiah had just done something that was difficult to accept.