I Became a God in a Horror Game

In classrooms.

Mu Sicheng was still sound asleep in the back row, and Bai Liu opened the last page of the draft.

On the last page is a drawing of a little man sitting alone on the edge of a flower bed holding two ice creams. The little man lowered his head and looked at the place where the puppy string appeared, as if he was waiting for the puppy string to appear again. , said he wanted to eat the ice cream in his hand.

And this time, he will give it.

Bai Liu closed the draft book, and his expression was still calm.

He doesn't have this memory, and all the spades-related things that appeared in his memory seem to have been deliberately washed by something, and there is no trace left - just like the memories of him and Scheta before.

It is not difficult to guess that this memory is also folded.

Bai Liu was still the same, and placed the [Anchor] around him to lure him into the game, although in the end, he did enter.

——It has also reached the challenge stage.

"Squeak-"

The door of the classroom was pushed open, and Mu Sicheng, who was sleeping in the back row, suddenly woke up. He looked up at a small figure who had sneaked in from outside the classroom, and subconsciously he was about to throw out his sharp claws.

"Wait." Bai Liu said calmly, "Here comes the person who took us up the mountain."

The figure walked in front of Bai Liu. It was Bao Kangle with red eyes. He stared at Bai Liu grimly: "Don't you like some kind of horror game? Then do you dare to bet with me?"

Bai Liu obediently took it: "What are you betting on?"

"Jump off the college entrance examination lake, finish all the questions and come back up." Bao Kangle said, "Whoever finishes first will win."

"The winner can..."

Bao Kangle was racking his brains to reward him when he saw Bai Liu stand up lightly: "Okay, let's go."

Bao Kangle was taken aback: "You agree?"

"I have already agreed once." Bai Liu smiled, "There is no need to waste time, let's go."

Next to the Gaokao Lake on the mountain.

Lu Yizhan held his heavy sword in the ground with one hand. He stood quietly beside the lake and looked down at himself in the lake.

The water in the lake was rippling, and Lu Yizhan's face was swayed and blurred. His face was covered with wounds, but his expression was very quiet.

His thoughts returned to the time when Bai Liu disappeared when he was in his third year of high school.

At that time, Lu Yizhan went to Cen Mingming once.

"Lu Yizhan, what do you think I am?" Cen Ming sneered with his chest crossed, "The best I can do with Bai Liu's regression is not to interfere with him in reality. You want me to help him deal with the affairs of Qiaomu Private High School. Want me to use my power to help persuade this school to leave Bai Liu to continue studying——"

His expression was stern and ironic: "I'm not as generous as you, and I'm still so heartfelt about the derivatives of Bai Liu..."

Cen Ming's swearing words twitched on the tip of his tongue. He looked at Lu Yizhan, who had his head down in front of him as if he was admitting his mistake. The swear words were still swallowed by him, and he said coldly, "I can't do it, you can. gone."

"I can't do it completely." Lu Yizhan, who lowered his head, suddenly said, "I can't help but doubt him."

Cen didn't know what to do when he was about to turn and leave, but he turned back and narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

"I know intellectually that he is an innocent person, but emotionally I can't help putting him in the first place..." Lu Yizhan took a deep breath and raised his head, with a helpless and bitter smile on his face, " I'm conflicted too."

"In order to prevent him from harming others, I excessively controlled his actions and inhibited his development. Such actions are undoubtedly exploiting his freedom and making him unable to fight back against other injuries in the environment. I am also doubting myself. , is this choice the right one, is it fair?"

Lu Yizhan let out a long sigh. He leaned his head back against the wall in the corridor of the Heresy Administration, staring at the ceiling with a blank look:

"If he's an innocent man, I'm sacrificing him by doing this."

"If he's not, I'm raising a tiger by doing this."

"Sometimes I also wonder, what is the right choice?"

Cen Mingming frowned, and he was about to swear when he opened his mouth. Lu Yizhan raised his hands and surrendered bitterly as if he knew he was going to curse: "Okay, I know what you are going to say about me, indecisive, once I When I started to choose between the two, I fell into the game that Bai Liu set for me."

Lu Yizhan smiled slowly: "I thought for a long time whether there is a way to do both, and finally came up with one."

"I'm going to let go and let Bai Liu develop on his own."

Now it was Cen Ming's turn to be stunned, and he frowned: "What are you doing?"

"After graduating from high school, I won't interfere too much with his life and let him handle his own life according to his own wishes." Lu Yizhan raised his head, he looked directly at Cen Mingming, "If he crosses the line one day, I'll kill him first."

"But if he doesn't, he's going to be completely free to live like a normal person."

"For this reason, I will relax the supervision of Bai Liu." The expression on Lu Yizhan's face became calm, "But at the same time, I will make preparations for other back-ups."

"If Bai Liu chooses to enter the game one day, in order to prevent him from crossing the line in the game, I need someone who can stop him in the game."

Lu Yizhan raised his eyes: "Cen unknown, I will join your guild."

"I will risk my life, let Bai Liu stay within the safety line, and prevent him from winning to the end, set foot on the temple, and see Bai Liu."

"But now." Lu Yizhan suddenly smiled and scratched his head, "In order for Bai Liu to graduate smoothly, Junior Brother, please help me tell Qiaomu Private High School, in the name of accepting heretics, let them fill the lake and put The mountain has been canceled, and by the way, check the principal and those player teachers."

Cen Mingming: "..."

It turned out to be waiting for him after a long circle.

Cen Mingming finally agreed, so the matter of Qiaomu Private High School was handled so easily later, and the college entrance examination lake was also filled.

After that, Lu Yizhan never thought that he would see Gaokao Lake for the second time.

I didn't expect to meet Bai Liu at the Gaokao Lake for the second time.

Footsteps came from behind Lu Yizhan, he turned his head, with a clear and familiar smile on his face: "You're here."

Bai Liu stood at a distance of three or four meters from Lu Yizhan. He looked at the opposite Lu Yizhan with no expression on his face: "You should have guessed that I will be here."

Lu Yizhan glanced behind Bai Liu: "Where's Bao Kangle? Did he bring you up here? What about others?"

"After opening the door, he was knocked out by Mu Sicheng and put it at the gate of the big iron gate." Bai Liu's tone was indifferent, "That's what his role is, after all, isn't it me and you in today's home game?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Sicheng rushed out from behind Bai Liu with a vigorous stride. He raised his sharp claws high and approached Lu Yizhan quickly, his sharp claws reaching Lu Yizhan's throat.

Lu Yizhan quickly raised his epee to block and retreat, and the next second, Bai Liu appeared behind him with a dagger.

Bai Liu stepped on Lu Yizhan's shoulder with one foot, grabbed the back of Lu Yizhan's neck with his left hand and pulled him back, and the dagger held in his right hand slid upwards from Lu Yizhan's neck, pulling out a blood line.

Ornamental pool.

The host immediately exclaimed excitedly: "This is a typical combination of thieves and assassins! Thieves attract attention, assassins attack!"

"The cooperation is quite good! Nishen has lost three health points, and he only has twelve health points left!"

"Another cooperation! Beautiful! The anti-god only has ten health points left, and the situation is quite bad for the killer sequence!"

Liu Jiayi looked at Bai Liu on the big screen, her eyes swayed a bit - this was the best way of cooperation between Mu Sicheng and Liu Huai.

"Now let's see how Nishen will fight back. Nishen is fighting back! He raised his epee and drew a line to Mu Sicheng's left. He missed a hit. Did the serious injury affect his performance?" The host stared at the big screen. Soon the lips turned into a stunned O-shape, "Wait, everyone, look, what kind of skill is this?!"

"The space of Mu Sicheng's lower left foot is distorted, and there is a space gap. Isn't this a space gap that can only be torn out by the whip of spades? The anti-god heavy sword has also been swung out!"

in the game.

Lu Yizhan looked calm. He didn't care about the constant attacks on his body. Instead, he pulled the epee into the gap, tearing the opening even wider, forming a regular crack like origami torn and damaged.

[System prompt: Players use personal skills against God (overlapping world lines)]

[Note: This skill can only be used once per game, please choose the timing of use carefully. 】

Lu Yizhan swiped to the left, the crack instantly widened, Mu Sicheng accidentally stepped in, Lu Yizhan instantly flipped over and pressed down the knife, folded the distorted space above it like a stack of dough, and quickly folded the stunned Mu Sicheng. When I went in, I swung my epee twice, which was confirmed.

[System prompt: Player Mu Sicheng voluntarily migrated out of the game map due to the collapse of space, which is regarded as a passive game and needs to be withdrawn from the game. 】

Mu Sicheng, who appeared in the audience inexplicably, had a full face: "????"

What kind of situation is this? ! Why did he quit the game? ?

After a brief period of calm in the audience pool, enthusiastic applause erupted, which surprised Mu Sicheng, who had quit the game.

The host then explained excitedly: "It's a rule skill! In addition to the prophecy skill, Nishen actually hides a space-level rule skill!"

"Two rule skills!"

"I swear, I have never seen him use this skill in any game since he entered the league until now, and this skill is most likely not his original skill, but someone else handed it over to him before he died. Yes, but we don't know anything about the player who handed his skills over to him."

"This is so bizarre!"

The more the host said, the more excited he became: "This skill must have been acquired by Nishen before this season, but since the mid-season game to the present, Nishen and the 31st strong team have played a reincarnation, and Bai Liu is the only one to force The player who made him use this skill."

"This showdown is getting more and more interesting!"

On the big screen, Bai Liu and Lu Yizhan stood on the casting platforms on both sides of the lake. The wind blew silently between the two of them, and a leaf fell in the center of the lake, dazzling the layers of halo of the moon in the water. The surrounding ground was a mess of heavy swords and knives, and the ground was full of staggered and deep knife marks.

"Is this the reason why you tried so hard to protect Mu Sicheng to stay in the game?" Lu Yizhan looked at Bai Liu opposite, the wound on his neck was still bleeding, but with a helpless smile on his face, " I rescued you last time and let you find out that I still have such a trump card, which can send people out of the game at random."

"Leave a player, you can use this player to consume my skill."

"You have made a lot of arrangements for me."

Bai Liu replied indifferently: "It's almost the same as the arrangement you made for me."

The moon finally turned to the center of the deep blue sky, and Lu Yizhan and Bai Liu looked up at each other on the lake at the same time.

Eighteen-year-old Lu Yizhan, who was severely injured, and eighteen-year-old Bai Liu, who was severely injured, they were wearing school uniforms that were chopped down by each other, and their clothes were swayed by the night wind. They stood on both sides of the Gaokao Lake, facing each other calmly.

The bright moonlight slanted down from the top and landed on the lake, with a dark silver blue, like an eye that a god was watching with a smile.

Bai Liu looked at Lu Yizhan impartially.

Lu Yizhan was silent for a while, and he suddenly laughed with relief, his brows twitching with laughter: "Bai Liu, did I ever say that you are quite different from when you were eighteen years old."

——Even with the same appearance, the same attire, and the same standing by the lake.

But Bai Liu was no longer weak. He looked at Lu Post Station calmly. He was clearly standing here alone, but it seemed like there were many people standing behind him, with an aggressive aggression that would never retreat.

"You've grown up." Lu Yizhan took a deep breath. He put his epee next to him, then lowered his eyes, looked at himself still young in the lake, and murmured, "...I'm old."

- There is no one behind me.

People grow up because they have something to depend on, and they grow old because they have nothing to depend on.

The dark yellow moon fainted, a set of tables and chairs appeared on the lake, and the last map of Gaokao Lake was opened.

Lu Yizhan and Bai Liu jumped down at the same time.

At the moment of falling into the water, they raised their epee and whip at the same time, and rushed towards each other without hesitation and without any effort.

Temple.

Bai Liu looked at Lu Yizhan, who had only one right hand and half of his face left with the stones on the opposite side with interest: "Do you really want to do this?"

"If you do this, you will have no way out."

Lu Yizhan raised his head slowly. As he raised his head, stone chips kept falling on the table. He looked straight at Bai Liu opposite and answered hoarsely:

"I'm going to do this."

Bai Liu lowered his eyes, and with a sloppy stroke on the stone table, there was a scene where Bai Liu and Lu Yi were fighting fiercely underwater. hands."

"Are you really going to bet with me this time?"

Bai Liu raised his eyes with a smile: "Are you sure you want to hand down your last divine card, the Prophet, your own card to Bai Liu?"

Lu Yizhan used the palm that was not yet petrified to push a prophet's card onto the table very slowly, very slowly: "I'm sure."

"That's good." Bai Liu folded his hands under his chin, he smiled, "I'll confirm the content of the bet again."

"You said that no matter how much Bai Liu desires to win, in this copy, he will not be manipulated by desire to do illegal and criminal things—"

"—In short, no matter how much Bai Liu wants to win, he will never kill you without the death-free gold medal in this instance, right?"

Lu Yizhan stared directly at Bai Liu: "Yes."

Time goes back to before the start of the copy.

Lu Yizhan pulled Duke Zhou aside, took off the death-free gold medal he had hung around his neck, and hung it around Duke Zhou's neck: "My death-free gold medal is for you."

Zhou Gong's pupils were shaken, and he held up the death-free gold medal with his eyes wide open: "Captain?!"

"Why can your death-free gold medal be handed over?!"

The normal death-free gold medal cannot be handed over, transferred or borrowed, and can only be used by the person who has obtained the death-free gold medal.

"Because I made a bet with the evil god." Lu Yizhan said calmly, "I told him that if I didn't have the gold medal, Bai Liu wouldn't kill me. He didn't think so, so he secretly changed the rules for me. Allow my death-free gold to be handed over to this event."

"Listen, Zhou Tianhua, go straight to contain Bai Liu in the game, because Bai Liu doesn't know that you have my death-free gold medal, he won't kill you at first, because he won't kill innocent people in the game , but he will have many ways to get you out of the game, such as getting your soul banknotes."

Zhou Tianhua shuddered, his face instantly turned into a bitter face: "I can't stop him, Captain, he has too many tricks, and Captain Tang was bought by him, in case he also bought my soul banknotes. ."

"That's what I want to tell you." Lu Yizhan said calmly, "When the time is right, you show him your death-free gold medal directly, and Bai Liu will immediately clear you out to save time, instead of choosing to waste time buying it. Your soul banknote."

"Your paper money has little value to him."

Zhou Tianhua: "...Oh QAQ."

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"But Captain, the gold medal is given to me, so you don't have the gold medal for death?" Zhou Tianhua became worried.

"Don't tell others." Lu Yizhan paused, "and don't let Bai Liu see the clue at the beginning and say that your gold medal was handed over from the spades who retired."

Zhou Tianhua became even more worried when he heard the words: "Captain, what are you going to do?"

"Playing like this, Bai Liu will kill you, Captain!"

[Lu Yizhan, Bai Liu will definitely kill you! 】

The moment Lu Yizhan heard this sentence, he was stunned for a moment - more than a year ago, when he quit the deer hunter guild, Cen Mingming did the same, his eyes were red, and he cursed him fiercely.

"Lu Yizhan, what are you doing crazy?!" Cen Mingming was furious like never before, he almost pressed Lu Yizhan to the ground and beat him, and the death ring left a smear after another on Lu Yizhan's face, who had no intention of resisting. Hen, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse like a beast roaring, "Do you know what you just said!"

Lu Yizhan licked the blood from the corner of his mouth. He turned his head and repeated his words with a calm expression and tone: "I said, I will give my magic card to Bai Liu."

"I'm going to sell him my soul."

"I want him to take my class and become the next generation of prophets."

Cen Ming's chest heaved violently, and he looked at Lu Yizhan with almost killing intent in his eyes: "Lu Yizhan, so you're finally crazy?"

"You think we have been training day and night to kill Bai Liu in the game all these years!"

"When you are me, when every deer hunter is loyal to you, what is the second team member who is charging for you!"

"I'm sorry." Lu Yizhan's tone was still very calm, "The authority of the prophet is handed over to Bai Liu, this is the only option that is likely to win."

"Giving the prophet to the werewolf is the only possible option to win?" Cen Mingming's eyes were so dark that he couldn't cast it in. "Are you saying that the werewolf wins?"

Lu Yizhan explained calmly: "We can't win Bai Liu, he is too strong, but Bai Liu is possible, as long as he is on our side and continues to play against Bai Liu as our prophet, the game will be forever. No winning or losing, no end."

"This world line will continue forever."

"This counts as a win?" Cen Mingming laughed almost mockingly.

"It doesn't count." Lu Yizhan closed his eyes and said softly, "But it doesn't count as a loss."

"That's the only way I can think of."

"Bai Liu's mental state has been quite stable over the years. He grew up in a peaceful environment and doesn't pursue such extreme interests and crimes. Except for one or two strong fluctuations in desire, I don't even see the possibility of him entering the game. "

"If it wasn't for Bai Liu having his anchor in his hand, I'm sure Bai Liu would not have entered the game."

Cen Mingming slowly let go of Lu Yizhan's hand on the neckline, Lu Yizhan propped up against the wall, stood up staggeringly, and limped out.

When he walked past Cen Mingming, Lu Yizhan paused, bowed his head and said sorry, and then walked outside.

"Senior brother." Cen Mingming suddenly called out to him behind him, "Have you ever thought about how miserable Bai Liu would die if he was really a werewolf and sold his soul to a werewolf prophet."

"He's my last friend." Lu Yizhan propped up against the wall, "I believe he won't kill me."

"Where does this belief come from?" Cen Mingming asked rhetorically, almost gnashing his teeth.

Lu Yizhan paused for a moment, and he replied bluntly, "A long time ago, I asked Fang Dian how to keep winning in the game."

"Fang Dian told me, out of a thousand."

"I said that the other party is the person I can't win no matter what, and the person who can't win even out of a thousand, how can I beat him?"

"Fang Dian told me that he can only go out of the field, so that he can't beat you."

"I asked her what it means to be out of court, and she answered me with a smile, saying, I am out of court for you and Bai Liu, and Bai Liu is out for you."

"Because you are reluctant to let the two of us lose, you deliberately let us win every time. You let us do it for ten years. If you want to win someone, you make it impossible for him to win. You can do it - it's a great way to use emotional trust."

"I said Bai Liu won't let me win. He has a strong will to win, so Fang Dian said with a smile that he wouldn't."

"—When he grows up, he will know to let you."

Lu Yizhan looked back at Cen Mingming, and he laughed: "I think this day will come."

In the viewing pool, on the big screen with splashes of water, Bai Liu and Lu Yizhan are fighting fiercely, waving whips and heavy swords at each other, and they can hardly see the figures of both sides, only the health of both sides is constantly decreasing.

The host broke into a cold sweat: "God-defying life is only five! It is very likely that it will be cleared out with a knife!"

"Could it be that the playoffs of the killer sequence will stop here and start all over again next year?!"

Zhou Tianhua's face turned pale - this is not a matter of stopping here, the captain does not have a gold medal for death, and if he dies, he is really dead. There is no such thing as coming back next year!

Temple.

Bai Liu smiled and looked at the scene on the screen: "When Bai Liu has only a little health left, let Bai Liu find out that you don't have the gold medal, so as long as Bai Liu's hand is quicker, you will die. Are you really sure you want to bet with me?"

"You and I bet so many times, but you haven't won the bet yet, Prophet."

Lu Yizhan didn't answer him, he just pressed the magic card under his hand firmly, looked at the screen and attacked Bai Liu with unshakable eyes, and his breathing became slow and rapid.

What the hell are you thinking, Bai Liu?

What kind of child are you, Bai Liu?

In the end... will you kill me?

White willow.

Lu Yizhan closed his eyes whose lids had turned into stones. At the same time, on the screen, Bai Liu turned a whip into a knife, stabbing Lu Yizhan's heart in the game.

[System prompt: The player's health against God is reduced to 1! 】

【warn! warn! Without the death-free gold medal, the player is about to die! 】

[Player Nishen is about to quit the game. 】

In the game, Bai Liu heard the system prompt sound, his pupils shrank slightly, and then he reacted instantly - he was placed by Lu Yizhan!

This guy acted illegally and moved the death-free gold medal out! Duke Zhou's death-free gold medal marked with spades was not of spades, but of Lu Yizhan.

Lu Yizhan in the water suddenly raised his head. He gritted his teeth and stared at Bai Liu with red eyes. His expression was mixed with despair and sadness. heart.

[System prompt: Players use the monster book identity "Judger of the Gods" -- use the highest-level judgment skills --

[——The Evil God Judgment. 】

The epee suddenly burst into a violent white light, and Bai Liu's health almost dropped at a beating speed.

Lu Yizhan held a heavy sword and pushed it to Bai Liu's heart, pierced it out, and nailed him to the bottom of the water. The two of them could almost see each other's eyes clearly. At such a close distance, Bai Liu still held a dagger in his hand, which was enough. He attacked again.

As long as he attacks again, Lu Yizhan's health will be cleared, and he will be... dead.

The game is over.

Bai Liu's eyes drifted away, he looked at Lu Yizhan who pushed the epee to the end, his thoughts scattered uncontrollably.

...At the beginning, it seemed like it was at the bottom of the lake, and Lu Yizhan rescued the fourteen-year-old who wanted to grab Xieta's hand.

He helped the eighteen-year-old him down from the college entrance examination lake.

Pulled the twenty-four-year-old out of the Heresy Authority's water prison.

Only this time, he was pushed into the water.

Am I going to kill him?

Bai Liu looked at Lu Yizhan with no emotion on his face. His face was so pale that there was no trace of blood. The blood exploded from Bai Liu's heart and instantly spread to the bottom of the lake.

He never understood why Lu Yizhan wanted to save him.

I don't know why I stopped him like this.

Lu Yizhan has been doing things he doesn't understand, teaching him the truths he doesn't understand, letting him live like an ordinary person in this world he doesn't understand at all, preventing him from hurting others, and preventing others from hurting him.

So why?

Why do you do that?

Why is it that you are coming to kill me, but your hand holding the heavy sword is shaking so badly, but your eyes are so red, as if you are killing the person you least want to kill?

Bai Liu let go of the dagger in his hand.

Lu Yizhan opened his eyes, he pushed down the magic card on the table, pushed it to the side of the werewolf card, and looked up at the opposite Bai Liu: "I bet!"

"I bet he'll be the next generation prophet, win you!"

[System prompt: Player Bai Liu's health is cleared to zero and exit the game. 】

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