I’m Really a Villain

This ghost tree originally belonged to the dark tree.

It's just that the ghost tree here now looks darker in color.

Moreover, the size of the tree is also much taller than ordinary ghost trees.

There are no people around Xu Zimo.

He used the Ba Ying to cut open the bark of the tree in front of him, and black resin flowed out from it.

"It seems to have mutated," Xu Zimo murmured.

Ordinary ghost trees would not be like this.

Xu Zimo looked up and found that all the ghost trees here were basically mutated.

And not only the trees, but even the bushes, flowers and plants under their feet have also mutated.

As he walked forward, he always felt that this place was very gloomy.

It's not just because of the weather, it seems that there are countless pairs of eyes staring at him secretly.

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This Silent Hill was once just a dangerous place.

It is said that it was after the battle that the Three Swords Emperor carried the destiny.

There are too many grievances from all beings, and all the lives here are cursed.

Eventually it became one of the forbidden places.

Xu Zimo himself did not believe this statement.

Although he had never been to Silent Hill in his previous life, he still knew about it through some literature and rumors.

Long ago, he used the Chaos Orb to travel through the river of fate and watched the evolution of Silent Ridge.

Some things were beyond his expectations, and he had already prepared for them.

Just need to beware of some details.

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Walking in a gloomy forest, all the trees around are all the same.

After walking for a long time, Xu Zimo found that he still couldn't get out of the forest.

And he had an illusion, as if he had been standing still.

There is a mysterious force suppressing the sky above, making it difficult for warriors to fly.

Going forward, Xu Zimo found a large open space not far away.

In the center of the clearing is a stone table.

A man in black sat on a stone bench next to him.

When Xu Zimo walked in, he realized that there was a chessboard on the stone table.

And the man in black robe next to him was thin and frail.

The whole body is only skin and bones, and the eyes are lifeless, like the living dead.

His thin body was shrouded in a loose black robe.

Seeing Xu Zimo's arrival at this moment, the man in black slowly arranged the chessboard on the table.

An old voice came from his mouth.

"If the chessboard beats me, you can leave here."

"What if we lose?" Xu Zimo asked.

"It will be the same as him," said the man in black, pointing to a chess piece on the chessboard.

"Interesting," Xu Zimo smiled, and sat down on the stone bench on the other side of the stone table.

He looked at the chessboard next to him.

There is nothingness in the chessboard, too many pictures and content.

It seems that there is a world inside.

When Xu Zimo looked carefully again, he saw that the chessboard suddenly returned to normal.

"Are you ready?" the man in black asked calmly.

"Shouldn't you tell me the rules first?" Xu Zimo asked.

This chessboard is different from any game he knows, and there are many things he can't understand.

"You'll know when you go in."

The man in black waved his right hand, and then he saw endless dark air surging out of his hand.

The scene in front of Xu Zimo's eyes changed, and when he realized it, he saw that he was already standing on a starry sky.

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"Close your eyes and you will understand," the man in black said lightly.

Xu Zimo smiled and slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, he found that his spiritual sense was very clear.

This chessboard is a world of its own.

And the outline of this world is based on Yuanyang Continent.

There are many places in it that are exactly the same as Yuanyang Continent.

It's just different from Xu Zimo's real world.

The world he is in now is illusory.

Nothing really exists either.

When Xu Zimo opened his eyes again, he already understood the situation here.

The chessboard world I live in is designed according to Yuanyang Continent.

It's just too much incomplete.

Above the starry sky where he stands is the firmament.

At this moment, the sky is rioting, and a vortex appears in the center of the sky.

This vortex is boundless and stretches across the entire sky.

At the source of the vortex at this moment, there seems to be something conceived.

"Destiny," Xu Zimo said with his pupils shrunk and his breath a little short.

"No, it's also illusory."

The Destiny is condensing, and in the position below the Destiny, countless people have begun to rush towards the Destiny.

Xu Zimo couldn't see the faces of these people clearly, they seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog.

There is no blood, nor is there such a magnificent momentum.

The bodies of these fighters dissipate after death.

The only thing that caught Xu Zimo's attention was the man standing in the front with three knives on his back.

His position closest to Destiny suppressed everything.

At the moment when the three knives were unsheathed, there was no one around him who was his enemy.

At this moment, that man is above Hengyu, unstoppable and aloof.

Eternal elegance.

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Although he couldn't see the man's face clearly, Xu Zimo was sure that this was the Three Swords Emperor.

The scene in front of him now is exactly the scene when Emperor Three Swords carried the destiny.

It's just that the scene in front of me omitted a lot of things, and couldn't reflect the bloody cruelty at that time.

At this moment Xu Zimo turned his head and looked at the man in black in front of him.

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The world he was in reminded him of a person.

A very old, or rather dead man.

Looking into Xu Zimo's eyes, the man in black was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Please break the game."

At this moment, as the voice of the man in black fell, the scene above changed instantly.

Those who competed for the destiny all disappeared.

There are only two people left under the vortex.

One is the person with three knives on his back.

There is also a person wearing a star robe on the ground.

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The faces of these people could not be seen clearly, they were like chess pieces, standing still in place.

"You remind me of someone," Xu Zimo said.

"Please break the game," the black-robed man ignored Xu Zimo's words and just repeated plainly.

"Old God of Stars, right," Xu Zimo said.

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, the man in black slowly raised his head.

Seeing that Xu Zimo was silent for a while, he finally said, "Please break the game."

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The ancient god of stars, as a legend of the same era as Emperor Three Swords.

Maybe he was famous at that time.

But after several times of turning points, everything has settled.

In fact, many ancient names of strong men have long been forgotten in the silence of time.

Xu Zimo didn't know there was such a person until he paid attention to Silent Ridge.

After all, what people remember is always the final winner.

After the ancient god of stars stepped into Silent Ridge and competed for the destiny, he never returned and never came back.

He is the most special one among many contenders for destiny.

Everything originated from the ancient world of stars where he practiced.