First Player

Chapter 4 · "Sorry for giving you a nightmare."

This moment was terrifying.

Although this is just a guess, it is enough to make people panic.

The god held his hand and walked to the center of the church. As the ceremony began, Su Mingan felt his whole body begin to heat up.

He had never been in such a nervous mood, and the world seemed like a trap for him.

"Wow--"

White, feather-like tentacles broke out from his back. He gradually felt dizzy. The god stood in front of him, holding his shoulders.

"What on earth are you doing...?" Su Mingan said.

"Start the ceremony? What else can you do?" God said, "I want to give you the power that an angel should have, and of course there will be some physical reactions."

But Su Mingan couldn't feel at ease.

He moved his right hand, and the sword of Arman appeared in his hand. The tip of the sword pointed forward and pressed against the chest of the god. The god didn't take a step forward, just clasped his shoulders. The two maintained a confrontational stance.

Su Mingan felt dizzy. As the ceremony progressed, blood-red lines gradually appeared on his pure white tentacles, like heavy chains.

"I've been waiting for you...Really, I've been waiting for you to come back..." During the ceremony, the god's hand clasped his shoulders tightly and said this suddenly.

"Wha...what?"

Su Mingan could barely hear his own voice. His five senses began to weaken, and he could only vaguely see the mirror-like eyes of the gods under the overwhelming white light.

He understood from the beginning - the look of nostalgia shown by the gods from time to time, and the "goodbye gift from the gods to you" said by the sea god tree when giving him the eyes of the past, let him know that the role he played and the gods Saw it before.

Since Su Wensheng is not his origin, then there should have been his origin in the past thousand years.

Sure enough, his life experience was not completely clear. The situation of the current world is completely understood - he is the savior summoned by fifty fire bearers. But the situation a thousand years ago is completely impossible to find. What kind of dispute did the character he played have with the gods thousands of years ago?

The god reached out and clasped a silver-white ring on Su Mingan's right thumb. With a "click", the metal ring pressed against the root of the finger, like a tightly fitting logical chain or an exquisite lock.

"What is this?" Su Mingan asked.

"Don't take it off," said the spirit.

Su Mingan grasped the hilt of the sword and thrust it forward without hesitation. He wanted to make a tentative attack to see how the god would respond.

But he didn't expect that the tip of Arman's sword directly penetrated the god's chest and poked out of his back, causing blood to seep out. Yet there was no trace of pain on His face.

…

[You attacked (god). 】

[Automatically activate BOSS battle mode. 】

[BOSS (god), combat power: 4000+]

[Our own combat power: 4200+]

[Current winning odds comparison: 51.28%]

…

Su Mingan was stunned when he saw the system interface popping up.

...The gods only have 4,000 combat power?

The gods had so quickly stopped him from committing suicide before. He often teleported to him. He thought the gods were omnipotent, but in the end he only had 4,000 points?

The god fell backwards. Su Mingan maintained the posture of holding the sword and watched the god in front of him pull away from the tip of the sword little by little, leaving a long line of blood. His sword pierced the heart.

The floor tiles are painted with mythological stories that praise the gods, and the blood of the gods drips on these stories. The stained glass shimmers. It has spent a long time here and has witnessed changes in the world. Now it has once again witnessed important things happening.

--Killing God.

Su Mingan watched the god fall in disbelief, the tentacles on his back were extremely heavy. He gasped for air, feeling his vision spinning, and the white tentacles behind him flowed to the ground. There were too many, too heavy, and they seemed to drag his body when he stepped forward. The whole church trembled.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.

The colorful light shines through the colored window onto Su Ming'an's blood-stained sword tip, revealing a silent glimmer of light. The young man killed the god here, but no one watched this scene. Only the birds perched on the eaves of the church and the black crows whining hoarsely.

He wanted to take a half step forward to see if the god was really dead.

Dragging the white tentacles behind him, making a rumbling sound, he took half a step forward with difficulty, squatted down, and touched the god's face.

This indistinguishable face fell into silence. A few strands of white hair hung on his forehead. His eyelids were closed. His skin felt like a human being. It was soft but extremely cold. It was so irritating that Su Mingan shrank his fingers and thought... He touched the ice.

He pushed aside the white hair and touched the pulse of the god's neck, but there was no beating feeling. He touched the god's chest again and cut the fabric on the chest with his long sword.

This body belongs to the spirit. He has been a god in this world for thousands of years, standing at the top of the world, omniscient and omnipotent in the eyes of people. He takes on everyone’s yearnings and prayers. Now He is lying quietly on the cold ground, in a church filled with stories praising Him. Su Mingan touched the skin and found that his body was no different from that of humans.

There is no heartbeat.

Su Ming'an pressed against his chest and abdomen and didn't hear any heartbeat.

...Did he really kill the gods?

"Son of God."

A cold voice came from behind.

Su Mingan turned around suddenly, and the person coming from the door of the church was a god.

He still looks the same, with white hair and white robes. There was no anger on His face, only calm.

Su Mingan turned around, but the body on the ground was still there. It seems that the god has changed his body, and it is indeed difficult for him to kill him.

"How many times do I have to kill you before you die?" Su Mingan said.

"You care about me so much, I thought you wanted to keep me." The god said.

"On the contrary." Su Mingan said.

The god stopped in front of him and the ceremony continued. Su Mingan felt dizzy again. Most of the tentacles were stained with blood.

"I have observed many vast worlds and watched their prosperity and destruction. The fate of the world is determined." The god said.

Su Mingan raised his eyes.

The spirit said: "Zhai Xing is just a small boat sailing in the dark. It is a narrow boat. It sails alone in the long night and is easily destroyed by lighting a torch. It is too small and has no value to save. You It’s time to get out of it.”

"A stable, strong, and mature civilization should have abundant survival resources and a stable social structure. It should calculate its own possibilities and future development directions. Variables, sensibilities, and unknowns are all things that should be controlled. Civilization should operate in a certain order."

"I am measuring and determining this stable pattern, excluding development directions that may bring destruction - this should be the healthiest development trend of a civilization. And you are a person who can create miracles. You can help me stabilize the civilization, and also Able to create variables that destroy civilization, I need you. Now you have become my angel, so I tell you this information."

"I told you...I can't do it." Su Mingan denied it.

He would not affirm the words of the gods. Every word of the gods was pushing him into the pit of fire.

"Are you willing to become an ordinary person? Are you willing?" The god laughed: "You have witnessed such a vast world, come into contact with the vast universe, and have even personally communicated with high-dimensional creatures. You walk with the gods and interact with the gods. He maintained confrontation, fought for civilization, and touched the mysteries of the universe, time and space. But in the end, he was willing to become an ordinary person in Zhai Xing, living and dying in an ordinary way, and his life was limited to a small civilization - I just shaped it for you Don’t you think it’s scary to have such a nightmare?”

Su Mingan stared at the god.

He opened his mouth, but could no longer speak. His back felt like a heavy lock, and he felt his back was heavy. The blood color has spread to three-quarters of the tentacles. When it completely covers the tentacles, the ritual will be complete.

He didn't think this was a good thing. In a ceremony to become an angel, why should all the pure white tentacles be dyed red?

He felt a heavy feeling coming from the thumb of his right hand. The silver-white ring that the gods put on him seemed to be the symbol of an angel, engraved with gorgeous carvings.

"I'm sorry for giving you a nightmare." The god said:

"Zhai Xing shouldn't hold you back."

"...You should have given up long ago."

…

"Ding dong!"

[The gods are inviting you to become a dimension ascender. 】

[Do you agree to the invitation of the gods to become a [Dimension Ascender]? (Dimensional ascenders exist without player status and will no longer return to the main god space. You can stay in this world, and you are no longer bound by the identity of a "player". The gods will help you find the way to ascend). 】

…

Su Mingan could not deny that the words of the gods really touched him.

Zhai Xing is too small. Compared with the vast universe, it is just a weak civilization, but it is everything to him. In fact, as early as when he obtained the return of death, he could no longer be regarded as an ordinary human being. After all - he can even go back in time to the organizer, and he can even control high-dimensional creatures and imprison them and himself in a fixed time period forever.

His authority appears to be controlled, but in reality it is terrifying. Death is something that all living things are always afraid of, and high-dimensional creatures are no exception. But he could ignore it.

[But in the end, you are willing to become an ordinary person in Zhai Xing, living and dying in an ordinary way - aren't you afraid? 】

…

[If you choose to redeem the world, no matter whether your strength can be brought back to reality after the game is over, humans will not allow you to exist. 】

["If you made such a wish to protect your homeland and did not make a wish to dominate Zhai Xing - then you are not enough to suppress other humans after the game is over. Guess what they will do to you?\