I Became a God in a Horror Game

"But you have also invoked the authority of the prophet recently." Su Zheng asked sharply, "Since Team Cen hates everything about the prophet so much, why do you still use the authority he left behind?"

Cen Mingming pursed his lips into a straight line, he didn't say a word, his face was so black that water dripped.

Su Yue let out a soft sigh of relief: "We will discuss the issue of dealing with the last layer of heresy after a later period."

"I absolutely do not agree with indiscriminate destruction, which goes against the original intention of the Heresy Processing Bureau - what we seek for heretics is not hostility, but a more reasonable attitude and method, whether it is containment or detention, Even if we find out the weakness, as members of the Heresy Processing Bureau, the moment we step into this place—”

Su Yang raised his eyes: "The boundaries between us and heretics have become blurred."

"How to deal with heresy is how to deal with us."

Cen Ming kept walking in. Gradually, the light around him became brighter, and the numbers of the heretics on the gates on both sides were clearly visible—0056, 0055…

These heretics seem to have been imprisoned very early, but after being imprisoned for so long, they still haven't found a reasonable way to contain them.

When he walked to the side of the heresy number 0009, Cen Unknown's footsteps stopped, he raised his eyes to look at the cold iron door, and remained motionless for a long time.

"I don't care about other heresies." Cen Mingming said indifferently, "But the destruction of heresy 0009 should be put on the agenda."

"Here 0009?" Su Zheng frowned, "But that is a heresy in the top-secret file set by the [Prophet] that must not be easily moved or destroyed. Why did Team Cen suddenly mention that they want to destroy this heresy?"

Cen Mingming looked down at Su Zheng with his bright yellow right eye, his tone was indifferent: "Because it's going to get out of control."

In the pitch-black corridor, only a faint halo fell on Cen's epaulette, emitting an icy light. He stood silently in front of the door, as if to merge with the heretics that were surging close to him. Unknown stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of heresy 0009.

There was a table in the door, and there was only one thing on the table, and it was a gun.

Cen Mingming walked over, pushed the gun, looked at the heretic 0009 file under the ring, lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand and opened it—

——【Here number 0009】

[Name of Heresy: Generation Hunter Cen Unknown]

[…The original hunter, in the 0317 world line, the spirit was completely reduced, the first riot occurred, the hunter was revoked, the authority of the prophet was banned, and he was transferred to the captain of the second detachment and handed over to the captain of the third detachment, that is, the second On behalf of the hunter, Tang Erdo...]

[...So far, there is no intention to hurt anyone in the world line, there is a tendency to recover, and the observation is underway...]

In the 0317 world line, Cen Mingming shot and killed six people suspected of selling rose perfume in Bai Liu's "Truth or Dare" game - and the gun in this room is that gun.

Five of them were indeed sold, but one was only involved and had not yet had time to sell.

Lu Yizhan banned Cen Mingming's job as a hunter, and imprisoned Cen Mingming from that world line according to the regulations until the last moment of that world.

Cen Ming died in the room where he was being held.

And Lu Yizhan originally thought that when the next world line came, Cen Mingming could forget everything and start all over again, and he would never say that Cen Mingming was involved in the game between him and Bai Liu. The leader of the second team of the heresy processing bureau exists only.

Catch the heretics he wants to catch, train the team members he wants to train, in a precarious world, draw a gun to protect the people he wants to protect, and don't go to extremes because you know too much.

But what Lu Yizhan didn't expect was that Cen Mingming had already become a heresy in the reincarnation of more than 300 lines as a hunter.

His memory could not be cleared, and his soul jumped between the carriers named [Cen Unknown] between the world lines, like a slaughtering monster that could not stop hatred, he could only remember forever, those who caused harm ——This is the price of being a hunter, and this is the pain that must be delivered after participating in the game.

——The evil god said with a smile, he will always remember.

He is a [Hunter] abandoned by [The Prophet].

Cen Mingming still remembers the look in Lu Yizhan's eyes when he found out that he still had memories - shocked, incredible, sad.

Then Lu Yizhan kept him on file as a heretic, and even kept him as the captain of the second team, just monitoring him.

"Lu Yizhan." When Cen Mingming looked at Lu Yizhan doing his file next to him, he hugged his chest and said calmly, "Since you think I did something wrong in the last world, you don't want to use me anymore."

"You might as well kill me."

"If you do something wrong, you do it wrong. You don't need to be merciful to me."

The pen that Lu Yizhan was writing stopped for a while. He lowered his head and continued to write, his voice flat: "...You have already died once, and you have already paid for your sin."

"The last world line is a matter of the last world line, and this world line is a matter of this world line. If the settlement is done across time and space, then everyone will have to pay different prices for the things they haven't done. "

"Is there any difference?" Cen Ming asked unmoved, "It's the same soul, the same me."

"I'll make the same choice again if something like that happens again."

"But you of this world line." Lu Yizhan finally raised his head, with a clear determination in his eyes, "I haven't done it yet, haven't I?"

Cen Mingming and Lu Yizhan looked at each other for a while, then he slowly looked away: "...Lu Yizhan, don't you understand yet..."

"No matter which world line it is, those who do the wrong things will not change."

"One day, I will do the same thing as that world line."

The pen in Lu Yizhan's hand was silent for a long time before he made a stroke. His voice was inaudible: "... wait for you to do it."

"I will kill you with my own hands."

——Like Fang Dian, who killed the second team leader of the rebellion.

Cen Mingming closed the file of heresy 0009, he turned and left the room, before finally leaving, he looked back at the heresy numbered [0001] at the end of the corridor.

——The heresy named [Future].

All kinds of heresies in this layer cannot be contained by ordinary methods, except for the danger and uncertainty, because the heresies in this whole layer are more or less related to people-some are heretics transformed by people. , such as 0009, some heresies are based on human beings, such as [eyeball food].

Destroying the heresies at this level is destroying people themselves, so what Su Zheng said was right.

But the only heresy that Cen Mingming doesn't know is related to who is [Future].

It is said that people who have spied on the [future] are crazy, and the only one who is not crazy is Bai Liu.

Cen Mingming has never spied on the [future], because he has long guessed what his [future] is like, and the guy at Lu Yizhan has never spied on the future. Home] such skills, but always reluctant to use.

Cen didn't know why he didn't want to ask Lu Yizhan.

Lu Yizhan always scratched his head with a smirk: "Because I don't want to know."

"I'm afraid that [the future] will look different from what I think."

"Team Cen." The voice of the team members reminded from the surveillance ring, "It's time, come up."

Cen Unknown's gaze stopped for a moment, then turned around, his back turned dark, and his voice was steady: "Well."

"Give me a half-day break tomorrow. I have something to do and I won't go out to work."

The player replied: "Okay, Team Cen."

In the game, the Wandering Circus Guild, the conference room.

"The date of the game is tomorrow. There are four teams that advance to the semi-finals. Besides us, there are the Deer Hunter, the Killer Sequence, and the Gambler's Guild." Wang Shun sighed, "The ones who have the right to draw are the Killer Sequence and Deer Hunter. Man, we've been drawn by the deer hunters."

Mu Sicheng looked at the system panel that Wang Shun pointed out with a hair on his back: "Is there something like that in their team, neurotic, clown?"

"Daniel the Clown, the deer hunter's ace is the main attack this year." When Wang Shun mentioned the name, his voice trembled uncontrollably, "Skill... Soul Smashing Gun."

"The 15-minute round of the cd, after the round, you can shoot a green bullet, and the bullet will immediately shatter the soul, and the death-saving gold medal will be invalid... It is said that the player who also died under this gun cannot be resurrected. The whole person will dissipate directly in the game, and you can't even log out of the game."

"This is the most dangerous and most discussed skill this year, and because of this skill, the clown's popularity has soared since the mid-season game, and it is currently ranked ninth."

"And their team's president and tactician [Unknown Executioner] ranked third, next to Nishen and Spades. Except for the killer sequence this year, the second team has two teams that entered the top ten in popularity."

Wang Shun took a deep breath, he reached out and clicked on the system panel, his tone and expression were very solemn:

"The executioner's skill is [Death Ring]. We introduced it before. This [Death Ring] can generate many kinds of punishment items, and the most terrifying one is a well."

A picture popped up on the panel, and a pitch-black well appeared in the picture. There seemed to be countless monsters surging in the well. They stretched out their hands full of sticky blood, trying to grab the person above and fall, and the edge of the well was glowing. Unusual silver-blue luster.

"The name of this well is [Sinner's Well], it can trap the executioner as a guilty person, and it is absolutely impossible for the players trapped in it to come out on their own, and those trapped in it can't come out. Players, most of them also died in reality."

Wang Shun took a deep breath: "--even if there is a death-saving gold medal."

"The cd of this skill is 30 minutes, but again, after this skill is activated, it can also last for 30 minutes."

"I believe you already understood when you heard the description of this skill." Wang Shun exhaled slowly, "Whether it's an executioner or a clown, some people guess that their skills are rules skills."

"—Simply put, it's a [God-given skill]."

"The only good news for us is that, whether it's the clown or the executioner, their skills can only target one person at a time, [Sinner's Well] can only swallow one player at a time, and bullets can only be fired at a time a player."

Wang Shun forced a smile.

There was silence on the field, no one answered, Tang Erda didn't have any emotion on his face, murderous aura spread all over his body, he said very slowly: "No matter what method is used, kill the clown at the beginning of the game."

"Never let his bullets touch him."

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