I Became a God in a Horror Game

So Phoebe became a prophecy, the little witch defected during the critical period of the first two months of the league, and the entire Kings Guild was in chaos in an instant. Phoebe was immersed in an unprecedented low pressure, and she was so crazy that she almost killed In front of Bai Liu, he was stopped by Hearts.

"Let's give at least one chance, let's see what kind of person she chooses?" Hearts said to Phoebe, "I won't let you intervene in this matter until you calm down."

"I'll handle it for you?" Phoebe raised an eyebrow. "A coward will only miss the chance again and again."

"If you choose the most suitable method from the beginning, the witch will not defect at all, it is you who left her the space - at first I asked you to kill Liu Huai, but you didn't do it, then I asked you to pretend to be Liu Huai, you I don’t want to either, now that someone is willing to kill and replace Liu Huai at the same time, it’s a matter of course for the witch to defect.”

Hearts paused: "That's true, but maybe the gap is also freedom of choice, isn't it?"

"It's her own choice."

Phoebe paused for a while, then sneered and said, "I watched the replay, and it was Liu Huai's choice rather than the little witch's choice?"

"It's also her choice." Heart said, "I can bring her back, but only if you don't interfere."

Phoebe replied, "You better be."

Hearts saw the player who also used the bone whip - Bai Liu, he was speeding in the small TV screen, with a very leisurely smile on his face, spread his hands in the wind created by Qi Yifang, and laughed wantonly stand up.

The wind blew Bai Liu's broken hair, he smiled and stretched out his hand to Liu Jiayi and said, "Yes."

"You can do whatever you want, whatever you choose."

【Can. 】

[You can do whatever you want. 】

The familiar feeling of being like a shadow made Hong Tao's fingers curl slightly. He stood still in front of Bai Liu's small TV for a long time, until the attendant next to him carefully reminded him: "Queen?"

"Sorry, I just lost my mind." Hong Tao lowered her eyelashes and raised her hand to give an order. He turned his head and didn't watch Bai Liu's small TV, and said indifferently, "Surround and kill him."

...will it be him?

It was another trick he deliberately set up to play his game - just like spades, after he followed him calmly and clearly and chose death, he released such a player more similar to him to continue to induce him to live. Go down, go down in endless pain in this game.

All the ups and downs of his thoughts were just a moment, and the red peach quickly returned to the original lazy appearance, orderly and orderly, and the method was fierce and fierce to surround and suppress Bai Liu-even if it was really him, he took away the only heir he had carefully cultivated, and he had to pay for it. some price.

...If it was really him, he could easily survive from his methods...

"So that's why you let him take the little witch?" Phoebe looked at Hearts coldly, "and the reason why you let me top?"

"Do you think this one, Bai Liu, is similar to the guest you've been waiting for?"

Hearts swept Phoebe out of the corner of the eye: "Charles stepped in to protect him."

"You just let him go?" Phoebe sneered, "You can use this reason to prevaricate other people in the guild, but you can't lie to me, if you really want to surround him, then even if Charles intervenes, he will definitely be there now. died."

"Bone whip, soul, likes to trade, the tone of speech, the style of action, and even the attitude towards the little witch reminds you of yourself back then, right? Bai Liu is very similar to that guest, right? It's just because of this similarity. Sex, you are soft-hearted towards this man named Bai Liu."

Hearts remained silent.

"Hearts," Phoebe said coldly, "you'll regret letting White Willow go today."

Soon, the day of regret will come.

Hearts tremblingly looked at Bai Liu who was wearing a school uniform in the first team battle of the Challenger Tournament - he knew that school uniform, he also wore it, he still remembered that it was when he was an adult, and the first one he wore was not the island The clothes on, the first man to imitate - the clothes and requirements brought by the guest.

[The pupils of that child are black. 】

[Don't look at me like that, he looks at me very cold, he hates me, and won't look at me with such fond eyes. 】

[He refuses to kill me. 】

[Speaking of which, he is about the same age as you, and he is also eighteen years old this year. 】

Hearts have never seen the guest look at the imitated self with such emotional eyes - even when imitating the silver-blue child for the first time, the guest's eyes are still calm and nostalgic , there is not much emotion, but after he imitated completely according to the request of the other party that time, the other party's eyes had a very strange emotion-he was expecting "him", or to be more accurate, the guest was expecting that he was imitating the boy.

The guest wore a mask, smiled and said to the boy he played: "I look forward to you, I look forward to the day when you grow up, have desires, and come to me."

"I can't wait to meet you."

He asked the guest, who is this?

The guest smiled and said, "This is the one who will kill me in the future."

"Or to put it more accurately, this is a me with a soul."

Trembling and bewildered, he asked softly, "What do you mean, a you with a soul?"

"I am a god without a soul, and the human you are playing is a derivative of me. To be more precise, he has the same appearance, the same character traits, and the same desires as me, except instead of Apart from God, he is exactly the same as me in everything, so it can be said that he is a mortal version of me."

"It stands to reason that he is derived from me, and there shouldn't be anything different from me, but it is very strange that in this world, apart from his appearance, his personality and desires are completely different from mine. And most importantly—"

The guest sat up slowly, his tone rising slightly: "—I don't have a soul, but he has."

"A [I] with a soul, I can imagine how powerful he is. If there is some existence in this world that can kill me, it must be him."

"Why did you show such an angry expression when you heard that I was going to be killed by him?" The guest smiled and looked at the red peach, tilted his head to one side and put it on the back of his hand, his tone was slightly loose, with a kind of It seems vaguely ambiguous, "Since you like me so much, you might like him more than me."

"Because I don't understand [love], but he can."

"I won't like him!" Hearts showed a humiliated expression, and he retorted angrily, "I won't like someone who is going to kill you! My liking is not so easily transferred. s things!"

"Oh? Is that so?" The guest's tone was lingering, and the corners of his lips curled up with a half-smile, "You've only seen me twice, why do you like me?"

"Just because I appeared at the right time, at the right place, and with the right ability just to help you achieve your wish, so you like me, don't you?"

"Is it me that you like, or this person who appeared very well? If this person is not me, but someone else, would you like him?"

Hearts stood still, he raised his head in disbelief, his eyes widened and his breathing was short, but he couldn't answer a word.

The guest smiled lightly. He stood up, lowered his eyes, adjusted his black leather gloves, and pulled them up. He didn't look at the hearts who were half-kneeling in front of him, as if chatting casually. He spoke quickly, with a cool smile in his tone:

"As I understand it, human like is also a superficial and utilitarian thing that can be easily created and transferred."

The guest smiled and said, "If you really want to prove to me that you don't like him, and to show your loyalty to me—"

"—Then kill him and prove it to me."

The moment the words fell, Hearts felt that the guest patted Hearts lightly on the head. He didn't turn his head to look at Hearts with a smile in his eyes, as if he was looking at Hearts, and he seemed to be looking at Hearts at the same time. The person Tao is playing: "If you really like me that much."

Hong Tao's pupils trembled slightly.

- This is the first time this guest has touched him.

"It's a rare visitor." Charles folded his hands in front of him, he looked at the hearts who pushed open the door of his office, and said with a smile, "What is it that can make the arrogant queen meet the enemy after watching the challenge match? Don’t even open it, come to knock on my dirty door as a gambler without stopping?”

Hearts walked in front of Charles and looked at him rightly: "I want to know the news behind Bai Liu."

"The information behind?" Charles spread his hands, and he asked with a polite smile, "The Queen and I have been working together for a long time, and of course I am willing to sell you a lot of information. After all, last year I even created a fake in the Gambler's Guild. I've done things like investing in spades for you."

"That doesn't mean you help me." Hearts retorted indifferently, "It's because you yourself need an extreme gambler to boost your status as a spade and increase his popularity, so you agreed to cooperate with me. "

Last year, the hearts were to touch the spades, so he would smash the points and cooperate with Charles - he wanted to ask how the bone whip in the hands of the spades came from. Generally speaking, the novice will have a relationship with the gambler who supports him the most. However, the player of spades did not take the usual path. Hearts smashed so many points. This person did not give any extra attention to the gamblers on the standings, nor did he have any thoughts of private alliances.

In the end, it was Hearts who fought with him on the field, and the fight was bloody, only then did he get a reply from Spades about the origin of the bone whip——[I don't know].

"Last year, I liked spades, this year I liked white willows." Charles teased, "Queen, your vision is really good, you can accurately pick my dark horse every time. Last year, you were willing to meet spades because of your exposure to spades. Is it the same reason for me to cooperate this year?"

"I don't like Bai Liu." Hong Tao retorted indifferently, "I just want his news."

Charles shrugged: "Okay, it's my basic work ethic to not ask clients, but the news I have here is for sale, what kind of news do you want? Career? Background? Marriage? Love? Or is it related to the league? "

"For the sake of our cooperation for so long, I'll give you a friendship price, 10,000 points a piece."

Hong Tao raised her eyes: "No matter how many pieces of news you know about Bai Liu, I want them all."

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