I Am the God of Games

Victor City, Hotel.

It was obviously not night, but the hotel room was completely dark, and the transparent windows were covered with a thick black cloth at some point, so that today's rare clear sunlight in the frost and fog season could not penetrate into the room at all. middle.

If you look closely, you can still see a few figures sitting quietly in the room. They are all wearing thin black cloaks, their bodies are stiff and motionless, and there is an indescribable strange feeling.

If someone walked into this room, they would probably be scared half their lives by these corpse-looking guys.

In fact, this is indeed the case. These people are the believers of the Church of the Rotten Evil Bone, and they are all people who are higher than Carol and are more severely eroded by the divine power of the Evil Bone.

Although the brain still retains human thinking, the body has become as dry and stiff as hardwood while the strength has been greatly improved. In essence, they can no longer be regarded as creatures in the original sense, but have become closer Half-human, half-zombie kind of existence.

"Your Majesty, this time you came to Viktor..." I don't know how long the silence was, but the believers sitting by the bed first broke the dead silence, and sat in the first place, who seemed to have the most respected status. figure asked.

"The divine gift in Carol's body has returned to me." The man who was sitting in the first place, who was respected as Zunshang, said in a hoarse voice: "He is dead."

"What?!" The believer beside the bed was in disbelief.

"Although Carol was originally just a mortal with good swordsmanship, after receiving the gift from God, most mortals are no longer his opponents," said a plump-looking figure on the right hand side of Zunshang. His speculation: "Could it be that the bishop of Chongbai Church did it? But there is no Chongbai Church nearby..."

"No, the black corpse fly that parasitized him told me that the murderer was the 'His Royal Highness'," said the man known as Zun Shang.

There were whispers in the originally quiet room, and others seemed to find the information a little unbelievable.

Indeed, as Tierra's original chief of the royal guard, Carol was already considered to be an outstanding martial artist among mortals. In order to defeat him, in addition to relying on an overwhelming numerical advantage, he only had extraordinary strength. After Carol received the blessing of the power of the rotten evil bone, although the movement became a little stiffer, after the defense of the mortal body and the limited physical strength were solved, his own strength naturally increased significantly. It's already a killing machine.

In contrast, the god of games who believes in nothing, is no different from the unbelievers, and her Royal Highness is at best a swordsman with good skills, and it is impossible to be Carol's opponent!

"quiet!"

The man known as Zunshang gave a low voice in his hoarse voice. Although the voice was not loud, the other believers immediately stopped whispering, and the room immediately returned to the silence that could be heard even when a needle fell to the ground. state.

The Church of the Rotten Evil Bones is not one of those harmonious religions with a peaceful atmosphere within the church, advocating the belief of 'Hello, I'm hello, everyone'. The evil bones on his body were fighting with divine power. In this kind of atmosphere, the 'Your Highness' who can become one of the three major bishops of the Church of the Rotten Evil Bones, naturally has quite enough weight in his words, and ordinary believers simply do not dare to disobey him.

"I know you can't believe this, but that's what I came to Victor for."

Saying that, Zun took out a small silver bowl from his cloak, and then took out a small glass bottle the size of a palm.

He twisted the mouth of the bottle awkwardly and poured the silver liquid into the bowl. After that, he hesitated for a while, and finally cut the tough skin on his wrist with his extremely sharp fingernails. ,

Drip black blood into a small bowl.

After a while, the silver liquid in the small bowl suddenly surged, and a strange looking skeleton protruded from it.

As soon as the shape of this skeleton appeared, the surrounding evil bone believers fell on the ground as if they had been under 10,000 tons of pressure, pressing their foreheads to the ground reverently and fearfully.

The skeleton opened his mouth, obviously without vocal organs such as vocal cords, but still made a sound.

Its sound is like an incomprehensible screeching noise like scratching a blackboard with a sharp object, and it is also like a malicious black methane rushing out of the swamp. , and even degenerate into the blasphemies of the dark race.

That is, even the deaf can reverberate in the brain, the blind can see the call of hell and abyss, only the most steadfast believers of the gods can resist this terrible impact from heresy.

It was the voice of the evil god.

[I smelled the smell of an unknown Ability God! 】

[Catch her as a sacrifice to the great evil bone! 】

[I will take away the authority of the Ability God she believes in! 】

"As you wish, my lord."

Only the Evil Skeleton Bishop managed to maintain his sanity in the face of his own god's oracle. He didn't lie on the ground and tremble like other believers, and finally answered respectfully.

The skeleton made of silver liquid nodded with satisfaction, and finally turned into liquid again and fell into the bowl and disappeared.

Until this time, the others were relieved and able to raise their heads.

"As Lord Xiegu said, hurry up to find that princess, and dedicate it to our great god! Lord Xiegu will be able to devour other gods and further enhance its status! Sooner or later, We will not have to hide in the shadows, but will be able to protest with other church chambers who claim to be righteous!" The evil bone bishop put away the silver bowl, and for the first time a different expression appeared on his dry face, it was mixed With excitement and madness: "'Evil bones will surely walk in the world'!"

""The evil bones will surely walk in the world! ""

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"Wilf, do you really stop thinking about it?" The branch president of the Viktor branch of the Silver Wind Chime Chamber of Commerce persuaded bitterly: "In this year, it's hard to find a good chamber of commerce like the Silver Wind Chime. Now withdraw from the association. If you do, all the credits you left behind will be given away in vain!"

"It's okay, I'm mentally prepared." Mane Wilf said without hesitation.

"Okay, since your decision has been made..." The branch president sighed, and finally signed and stamped his application for withdrawal from the club, and put it in an envelope and stamped it with flame paint before sending it to the general meeting: "But Having said that, why did you resign so resolutely? Could it be that you have found a new way?"

"Hahaha, nothing, it's just that I don't plan to continue believing in the goddess of wealth, Gagole Maya." Mane casually shifted the topic: "Compared to this, are there many more refugees in Victor recently? "