I Became a God in a Horror Game

The blood of hearts washed the city of the sky, and on a rainy night, he turned the place above the sky, which was hailed as pure land by the Holy See, into a hell on earth for this group of people.

It rained heavily for three days, and it did not wash away the blood on the island.

But he didn't kill this group of men, he harvested the pain of this group of people in a more chilling way——

——He turned the city in the sky into a trial court, a court that only tried men. Every person with fixed coordinates on the island in the sky can sue the men who have been on the island, and these men must go to the island. To be tried, to be punished, and to accept the punishment requested by the other side.

Otherwise, something even scarier awaits you—hearts have the means to torture them.

In the four years after that, the city of the sky became the island of judgment of hearts, he completely controlled the island, and the people on that island, after fiercely judging the men who had been on the island, were Arranged by Hearts, he left that island and started a new life.

In the end, the city in the sky became an island again, with only hearts left on it, and the men who were dying after being judged.

Hearts still didn't let them go. There seemed to be an endless hatred in his heart. As long as he wanted to, even if he was the only one left, he could open a trial court and call these men to the island one by one for trial.

No man dares to disobey him, everyone calls him the queen in private, a horrible queen who will torture them and make them suffer, he is like a Darkmosus hanging over everyone's heads The sword, let everyone live in fear of him, dare not act rashly, dare not do it again, and dare not recall what he did in the past.

In the past four years, Red Tao has extended his hand from the Sky City to the Holy See with the help of the people on Punishment Island. He has begun to try to control the development of the Holy See. It is strictly forbidden for any man who enters the Holy See to touch women, otherwise he will be arraigned. Go to the Sky City Inquisition to be tried by him.

The Holy See survived under the pressure of Hearts. Everyone dared not say anything on the surface, but in private they were full of resentment.

"A guy in a woman's skin," said the bishop, taking a swig of wine.

After being cut off by the hearts four years ago, he has aged badly, and his face is full of wrinkles, which makes him look even more sinister, and he said grimly: "To actually try to control the Holy See."

"God will punish him severely!"

"But at least not today." Quan Zhendong looked at the bishop sympathetically, he couldn't help but say with some fear, "he let you on the island again tonight."

The bishop began to tremble when he thought of this, and he barely maintained his composure: "What other tricks does he have?"

Quan Zhendong reminded him in a low voice: "For example, stuffing fireworks into your ass like last time? You lay in the hospital for two months."

The bishop was silent here, he collapsed, and he suddenly stood up in the tavern: "I don't want to go to the island! Kill me! I don't want to see him!"

- Four years ago, he had never thought that going to the island would be such a frightening thing for him.

"Suicide is a sin." Quan Zhendong could only comfort him, "He won't be so excessive all the time."

It turns out that Quan Zhendong guessed wrong. He saw the bishop who was dying on the hospital bed and looked at him. The bishop's eyes were full of tears, and he even held his hand in a choked tone: "He, he Lock me up with the horse in heat..."

"That thing has, has..."

The female doctor next to him pushed his glasses and explained without emotion: "We cut off his intestines by about 40 centimeters. In the future, the diet should not be too heavy, and it will be easier to prolapse the anus and fart. I hope you pay attention."

"Okay, okay." Quan Zhendong nodded blankly. He looked at the emaciated bishop on the hospital bed, curled up and crying bitterly like those women who had been raped by them. His mind was blank, and there was only one thought—

——Can't let the hearts go on like this anymore.

They will all be killed by him.

The Holy See quietly established a sub-island, and they held a meeting on that island.

"It can't go on like this!" said a priest, almost terrified. "You've all been ordered, and the next person on the island should be me!"

"It can't go on like this!" A priest echoed, he wept bitterly, "Every time he wears women's clothes to torture me, I can't touch women at all, I'm scared when I see women!"

"Me too!"

"Me too. A woman came to me to pray. When she touched my hand, I couldn't help crying out. I'm still scared now."

"These sinful women!" A priest viciously stood on the table and slammed his fist on the table. He was testified by seventeen women on the island, and he was tried seventeen times at the request of these women. As soon as he sat down, he spoke of women with disgust, "They are all terrible, and the witches who mutilated us should go to hell!"

"But..." Some priests questioned hesitantly. He was mainly afraid of hearts. "I feel like they just want to fight back. Maybe after the trial, we'll be fine."

"What is tit-for-tat!" the standing priest shouted, leaning on his waist, "We just did what we should do to them! Why are they retaliating against us!"

The priest didn't react at once: "What should be done?"

"That's right." The standing priest said in a low voice, the prayer they read every day, "Have you forgotten what we say about women in our teachings?"

"They are supposed to serve us, pray for us, sleep by our beds, contribute to the creation and continuation of humanity, ease our desires, otherwise why create women?"

The priest emphasized: "The teachings say that women are made by us men, and they are made to help us, and we take everything for them for granted!"

"Of course I know this." The priest nodded in agreement with the other party's words, but soon, he asked a little hesitantly, "But hearts..."

"It's a man."

"According to the teachings, shouldn't he do this for us for granted? Isn't it normal that he's tit for tat?"

Everyone fell silent, and the banner of the sacred teachings that had just been pulled up seemed to be punctured in an instant.

"He secretly wears his mother's clothes since he was a child, imitates his mother's behavior, and dances those dances that only women can dance every day." Sitting in the corner, the bishop who had just been tried, dying, said in a gloomy tone. He said, "He looks like a woman, speaks like a woman, and also helps those arrogant women to punish us. Although he was gifted with a man's body, his heart is undoubtedly with women."

"He volunteered to dance for us on the island, and he danced so happily."

The bishop said sarcastically: "What is the difference between this and those evil witches who actively seduce men in the teachings?"

"What if he's a man? He has degenerated himself into a woman, a low-level breed created by God to help us." The bishop slapped the wheelchair viciously, "Then we can't blame us for the way we treat women. treat him."

"What qualifications does he have for tit-for-tat, he deserves it!"

At the same time, on the city in the sky.

Hearts are not always alone on the island, and those who have left the island are initially resistant to this place.

But after a long time, these people will come back to visit the hearts still on the island.

Hearts are always open to everyone who leaves the island.

Tonight, it rained outside the island again. Hearts opened the door and welcomed the people who came to the island. Looking at these familiar people, he laughed: "If it rains, don't come here."

"I have something important to tell you today!" a girl said excitedly, she subconsciously wanted to hold the hand of the hearts.

Hearts were thrown away like an electric shock, but the moment he was thrown away, he stopped: "...I'm sorry."

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head and hurried to the bathroom: "I'll go to the bathroom."

The girl also stared blankly at the back of the red peach quickly passing away.

The woman next to her said sadly, "...Is he still unable to adapt to normal female touch?"

Hearts almost ran into the bathroom, and then quickly locked the door. He used a wire brush with a force that was almost rude, and rubbed his right hand that was just touched by the girl until it was full. It was the bloodstain that stopped.

He rested his hands on the edge of the sink and slowly looked up at himself in the mirror.

The blood dripped from the tip of his right finger, dripped into the sink, and spread out in circles, smearing his purple eyes reflected on the water.

He was eighteen years old in the mirror, and although he wore a wig and carefully applied his makeup, his masculine features became more and more obvious as he got older.

Adam's apple, broad shoulders and knuckles, and gradually taller stature, no matter how he tried to stop it, it was as if a terrible man was growing up in his body, and the female face that he had to dress up in his place became a real one. His.

He felt an indescribable nausea, especially when he accidentally touched the girls.

He will realize that no matter how he hides it, when he is in contact with these girls, he will inevitably encounter these girls as a man.

-Like those beasts.

Hearts propped up the wash basin, uncontrollably nauseated to the point of retching.

He grew up and understood more and more what happened at the beginning, more and more about what she had gone through, and what kind of dance she was dancing under the gazes of those men——

- He hated men more and more.

Hate these men staring at her, coveting her, playing with her, and destroying her.

But he turned out to be a man.

He hated, was afraid, and couldn't escape. He even wanted to tear open the shell. He went to inquire about sex reassignment surgery more than once. He never showed his identity as a man in the game. Control the great disgust of his own gender the moment a woman approaches him.

But every time he reached the critical point where he was about to go crazy, her voice would sound very softly in his ear——[Although you are a boy. 】

[But you are also very beautiful. 】

【You are the most precious. 】

The guest's smiling voice would also say - [You have a beautiful soul and dance].

Hearts gasped violently, he looked at his face in the mirror, his eyes were red, his breathing was short, and he finally stretched out his right hand uncontrollably and shattered the mirror.

Why is he a man! !

When Hearts came out of the bathroom again, he was stepping on high heels again and looked at himself very elegantly - except for the right hand that was wrapped in bandages.

The girl looked at Hearts' right hand, she paused for a long time and said, "I'm sorry."

"It's alright." Hearts quickly changed the subject, and he leaned on the sofa with a lazily laugh, "Is there something good you want to share with me, the old man in the sky?"

The girl was quickly amused by Hearts' description of herself. She and the woman looked at each other and said carefully, "That's it."

"She's getting married."

The woman also looked at the hearts very lightly, with a very hesitant thing in her eyes: "I want to tell you."

The smile on Hong Tao's face disappeared completely. He looked at them with a stunned, empty, almost bewildered look, and repeated it lightly: "You... are you going to get married?"

He had a feeling of stepping on the air and falling off the island.

"Is it the two of you who are together?" Hearts were shaking, but he quickly calmed down and laughed again. He blinked and said, "Then bless you."

Both the girl and the woman were silent for a while, then looked up at him: "No."

After a long time, Hearts asked hoarsely, "Why?"

"When I was on the island, I had a child named Phoebe, who was taken away by his father as soon as she was born." The woman smiled bitterly, "Now that his ex-wife is dead, he needs a beautiful The woman was his next wife, so he found me."

Hearts said without hesitation: "I can help you kill him."

"He is an arms dealer, and his power is far beyond your imagination. I don't want you to go through this hardship for me." The woman's smile became more bitter, "and his control and training of children are very strict. His ex-wife's child Daniel Nearly trained to death by him, if I wasn't Phoebe's nominal mother, Phoebe would be an illegitimate child and she would have a hard time."

"I don't want her to be the next business card, you understand?"

"I can raise her." Hearts answered without any hesitation, looking at the woman, he almost used an eager tone to prove himself, "I can bring her to the island."

She asked softly: "Then what? She will eventually leave this island one day. The world is full of her father's power, just like the Holy See. She can't be on this island all her life."

"You are still fighting with the Holy See, and you have no energy and ability. If you take over such a big trouble, you will burn yourself out."

Hearts paused.

"I won't be able to come to the island to see you in the future." The woman looked at Hearts with nostalgia and reluctance, "You are fine."

She reached out and wanted to pat the shoulder of Hearts sitting there, but in the end she just stopped and turned away.

They left again.

Hearts remained in that position in silence, sitting still, until a man in a mask and cape with a black whip knocked on the door of his island.

"Hello." The uninvited guest who came here on the rainy night said with a smile, "It seems that this island has now changed its owner?"

Hearts raised his head suddenly, and he stood up.

Meanwhile, Vice Island.

The priests said gloomily: "No, now the Queen's power is too great, and it is getting bigger and bigger. He even started to control minerals. We can't fight her!"

"Not necessarily." The bishop who was sitting in the wheelchair snorted and gasped, and half stood up on the wheelchair, "Everyone, everyone, look here!"

"In this peaceful environment, we really cannot gain an advantage over the queen."

"But!" The bishop's eyes were so sinister that he couldn't help it. "When the people are in misery and they have no way to ask for help, they are in chaos, and they will definitely come to seek our shelter!"

The faces of the priests faintly changed: "Sir Bishop, you are right, but there is no suffering now..."

"To create suffering without suffering." The bishop smiled arrogantly. He folded his aged hands like tangerine peels in front of his belly, his eyes were as vicious as a poisonous snake, "Gods will send sufferings to test the world, why can't we?"

"During suffering?!" A priest asked in disbelief, his eyes surprised, "What kind of suffering is that?"

The bishop's eyes swept casually from the newspaper on the fence next to him. The smile on the headline "Water pollution caused by industrial development is expanding" caught his attention. He narrowed his eyes and laughed: "God sent a flood. Clean up the world."

"Then let's reduce water pollution."

On the city of the sky.

"Why are you coming again." Hearts looked at the guest opposite in disbelief, "Didn't you say you would never come again?"

"Because someone summoned me again this time." This time the guest's voice was filled with obvious joy, which was different from last time. This time he came here obviously happily, "I am very happy."

"On the way back to my temple, I found that the island has changed. I came up and found that you have become the new owner."

The guest praised: "You have arranged the island so beautifully that I can smell the pain everywhere."

The whole island is full of inquisitions, and there is not a place that has not been used to judge the group of men.

After Hearts listened, she lowered her trembling eyes and replied reservedly, "Thank you for the compliment."

"You look like..." The guest seemed to be looking at him, and his voice paused for a while, "It seems to have changed a lot from before."

Hong Tao's fingers clenched instantly, and he asked in a tight voice, "It's more like a man, isn't it?"

"That's not true. I think it's hard for you to see your appearance. You usually look at your soul." The guest laughed. "Your soul seems to be bearing more pain than before."

"What are you suffering from?"

Heart was silent for a long time, he slowly raised his head, took a deep breath, and said, "I'm in pain, I'm not strong enough."

"I thought I'd be the master of this island, but I found that no matter where I put them anywhere in the world, those people—"

Hong Tao's face turned hideous uncontrollably, his purple eyes lit up like a reflective sword, killing intent Ling Ran:

"—Those men are still trapping them on an island made of their own dirty desires!"

"Then do you want to continue to become stronger?" The guest seemed to have heard an interesting answer. He opened his hands slightly and asked, "Thank you for your company tonight, sharing my rare joy, I can tell you how to become stronger.”

Hong Tao breathed for a moment, then he raised his eyes and stared at the man: "How to do it?"

"No matter how strong you are, your power alone is always weak." The guest smiled and said to him, "Go to set up a guild, go to a league, domesticate the members of these guilds like the Holy See domesticates you, and let them Be your believer and do things for you."

"When you have god-level faith and power, you can do anything."

Hearts asked softly, "Including killing any men?"

"Including killing any man." The guest laughed. "Including killing me."

Hearts seemed to be knocked out of his emotions by this sentence. He looked at each other in disbelief, and subconsciously retorted: "I won't kill you."

"My identity in this world is also a man, and you can kill me completely." The guest seemed to find his answer very interesting. He put one hand into a fist on the handle of the chair, pressed lightly against his tilted head, and said with a smile, "I don't hate your aggressiveness, on the contrary, I really appreciate your thoughts."

"If you can really kill me, I might fall in love with you right before I die."

The guest smiled and said to him, "Judging from your attitude, you should like me, right? Aren't you excited about this proposal?"

Heart beat wildly uncontrollably, and his feigned calmness and composure after this person landed on the island was completely broken by this sentence, and his head felt dizzy for a moment.

"I didn't..." He opened his lips pale, almost bewildered, "I just..."

"Didn't you like me?" The guest asked with a chuckle, "Then why do you hate men so much and let me go to the island?"

Red Tao was speechless for a moment, and his head was completely blank.

Apart from trying the men, he hadn't let a man on the island for four years.

"I won't force you to kill me, it's just that your soul is too valuable... I'm sorry for bringing up something that makes you unhappy." The guest seemed a little regretful, but soon he laughed again, "But no Relationship, the person most likely to kill me in this world is about to enter the game."

"I will soon die at his hands."

The guest laughed heartily: "I am here today to share this good news with you."

"What?" Hearts really stopped completely, and now his expression was a little blank, "Who are you going to kill?"

"Do you remember the child I made you play four years ago?" the guest said with a smile, "the child who gave him his soul is eighteen years old this year, and he just summoned me in a lake."

"It's really incredible. Although this kid hasn't entered the game, his soul quality is getting more and more exciting. If he enters the game, he will definitely grow up to the point where he can kill me."

When the guest spoke, he was rarely emotional, and he sighed: "Unfortunately, he rejected my invitation to let him enter the game."

Hearts was almost unable to think about what this man said, but when he heard the ending, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "Then won't you be killed?"

"Of course not." The guest smiled slowly. "One day he will enter the game and kill me."

"This is his destined destiny, and we are also destined enemies."

The guest made a funny joke: "After all, I am the ultimate villain in his story. The day he kills me will come eventually."

"Why..." Hearts asked in a trembling voice, "Why do you have to be killed?"

The guest looked at the hearts, and the hearts felt the look in the other's eyes as if they were looking at a character on a TV show, and then the guest smiled: "Because it's funny, isn't it?"

"You seem sad." The guest asked softly, "I also want to ask you to help me play a person. If it is not suitable, then I will leave tonight."

"If I get killed, that's the last time I'll see you."

The guest got up and bowed slightly to say goodbye: "I'm very happy to see you tonight."

Hearts raised his head abruptly, with tears still in his eyes, he replied forcefully, "I'm not sad, I'll play it!"

"Then please." The guest took out a school uniform and handed it to Hearts, then took out a pair of contact lenses, and explained softly, "He is cold."

Hearts took a deep breath, he took the clothes and went to the bathroom to change them.

When he walked up to the guests in his school uniform, the guests said in a tone full of admiration: "I can't believe you haven't seen him before, you imitate him very much."

"Except for the eyes."

"Oh yes, I forgot to bring you black contact lenses."

Hearts are heartbroken - black, isn't it silver blue?

"But apart from the color, there are other differences." The guest looked at the hearts thoughtfully and stared at him, "That kid wouldn't look at me like that."

"He hates me."

"you like me."

The guest smiled and said politely, as if he was talking to a character in a game: "Can you please change that kind of look? It's not like that kid."

Hearts trembled a bit, he clenched his fists, took a deep breath, raised his head again, and stared at the guests on the chair.

The guest finally smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, that's the look."

"This look is going to kill me."

Hearts seemed to realize something, and said slowly and hoarsely, "The child I imitated...Isn't that the child I imitated last time?"

"It's not the one last time." The guest said with a smile, "It's the one who will kill me this time."

"Why..." Hearts' voice was full of emotions, he tried his best to control himself and asked calmly, "Why do you want me to imitate and kill your child?"

"Why?" The guest looked at the red peach with a certain understanding, and then replied slightly distressed, "Because I really want to die, but that kid doesn't want to kill me now."

"I want to find you who is good at imitating, play him first, and simulate the process of killing me."

The guest raised his head, and he smiled: "Do you mind?"

Hearts couldn't remember how he sent the guests away. He stared at the heavy rain outside the island in a trance, constantly recalling the last conversation between them.

【Will you appear in the game? 】

[I am everywhere, and the game is my avatar. 】

【Can I find you in the game? 】

【sure. 】

【How can I meet you? 】

[Become the first in the league, I only meet the most valuable players. 】

[…Who is the player who killed you? 】

[It's me who has a soul. 】

【What's your name? 】

The guest stood on the edge of the stormy island, his cloak rattling in the wind, and his laughter was light and ethereal: "A name?"

"You can't call my real name, just call my code name, you can call me spades."

Then he opened his arms and fell backwards, fell from the island in the sky, and disappeared into the boundless, turbulent sea.

Hearts stood on the edge of the island, standing silently, then turned back and entered the game with a determined look.

——He wants to win, he wants to be strong enough to win everyone, he wants to be the first!

He's going to kill... the man who killed him!

Quan Zhendong, whose face was quite aging, looked at the young queen in the photo with complicated eyes. He shook his head, ending his memory, and turned his head to the two eels in the tank, his eyes sank again.

They planned for six or seven years, and under the empress' oppression, they were dormant to the day when the Holy See could rise again!

Don't miss this rare opportunity!

In the game, prepare the witch sorting warehouse.

Bai Liu looked at the picture on the big screen with a sense of understanding, but did not move.

Witch's Heart, the core thing in this game is related to the trial case, either on the body of the saint, or on the son of the saint, and the son of the saint's code name is the Queen of Hearts, it is very It may be the login identity of Hearts.

That is to say, the key item of this game [Witch's Heart] does not rule out the possibility of being on the player.

After all, there is also a little witch on their side, and it sounds like she has a witch's heart - this game may be a tower defense competition, competing with each other for the witch's heart in the opposing player's team.

Speakers on both sides of the warehouse are playing in various languages ​​in a loop:

[Be wary of witches, report witches, witches are the source of sinners! 】

[Once you find a witch invasion, please report it to the Holy See immediately! Please do not contact any witch in private, otherwise, it will be treated as a witch's accomplice! Trial with witches! 】

The two security guards of the Holy See sighed and chatted with their chests:

"The eastern part is not very peaceful recently. It seems that witches are attacking the edge of the contaminated area every day."

"It is said that there are witches infiltrating the Holy See? What are they doing?"

"The Holy See is okay. It is said that many witches have mixed into the civilian area, and many civilians secretly help witches smuggle from the eastern polluted area to the western safe area. I don't know what these civilians are thinking?! The Holy See is the protection. How good are they! They actually went to help the witch!"

"Yes, yes, all civilian areas have recently increased patrols to prevent witches from smuggling, which has made our workload a lot more."

"Let's be careful."

The two discussed walking in front of Bai Liu, and at the same time Bai Liu's ears moved, and he turned his head to look in the opposite direction.

"Bai Liu..." Someone called him in a low voice and awkwardly, "Bai Liu, come here!"

Many tall women over there seem to be from farther countries.

The voice calling Bai Liu just now came from there.

But there didn't seem to be people wearing men's clothes over there, and it seemed that because of the local custom, they were all wearing curvy big dance dresses. Bai Liu's footsteps paused subtly, and went there anyway.

Then……

Bai Liu raised his head and said calmly, "Pfft."

Mu Sicheng, who was wearing a tight-fitting dress with wide skirts, was out of breath, but when Bai Liu puffed him like this, he was so angry that he was so angry that he immediately grabbed Bai Liu's head with a creaking nest and dragged him to the side. Aside: "What are you puffing! You pretended to be expressionless and you thought I didn't hear you laugh, didn't you! Ha!"

"You laugh at a hammer! Are you dressed in women's clothes yourself!"

Bai Liu slowly looked away, not seeing that Mu Sicheng was covered in foundation, wiped his bloody face, and asked calmly, "Where's Tang Erda? He should have landed at the same place as you."

"I'm looking for him too." Mu Sicheng just wanted to scratch his head irritably, but when he raised his hand, his chest was tightened and he choked, and he almost carried his back in one breath, "Grass, this is too tight!"

"How did they wear these clothes for activities!"

Mu Sicheng couldn't help but look at the group of women with awe: "It's amazing."

"Tang Erda is taller than me, he should be in that group of people." Mu Sicheng pointed, "Are we going to look for him?"

Bai Liu nodded, and they walked over together, but before they got close, they heard the group of tall women surrounding the tallest woman in amazement:

"Your boobs are so big! Can I touch them?"

"Your figure is also very strong! It feels like muscle!"

"You look so healthy and strong, where are you going to work?"

From a distance, Bai Liu saw Tang Erda's face tense to avoid these girls touching his chest and back curiously, and pretending to be calm and serious to express his gratitude, but in fact his ears and back of neck were already red. Done:

"Thank you for complimenting me... I have big breasts, but I can't touch them."

"I work out more often, so the muscles are more visible."

"I don't know where to go now."

Seeing Tang Erda, who was surrounded and kneaded by the girls, cast a desperate cry for help at them, the two slowly, from top to bottom, looked at the white lace flower basket hat on Tang Erda's head, and the red cheeks. The huge skirt support on the body, and the upper body with the ditched chest.

Mu Sicheng: "Pfft."

Bai Liu: "Pfft."

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