I Became a God in a Horror Game

The moment Lu Yizhan heard Bai Liu's words, he turned his head very quickly, and reached out to push open the door of the torture room.

With one hand on the torture table, Bai Liu smiled and snapped his fingers.

[System Tip: Player Bai Liu uses props (magic space) on player Lu Yizhan, limiting the movement range of player Lu Yizhan to the torture room he is currently in. 】

After realizing that he couldn't get out, Lu Yizhan calmed down instantly. He turned to look at Bai Liu behind the table: "You broke the rules of the game."

"I didn't say it was a game between the two of us at the beginning." Bai Liu half-smiled, "And vice-team Cen just agreed to pay the price and join my game."

Lu Yizhan was trapped in the magic space, looking at Bai Liu across the wall of the magic space, he took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "What big adventure are you going to do this time?"

Bai Liu shook his fingers, and Lu Yizhan noticed that there were a few transparent silk threads wrapped around the knuckles of his fingers, extending from the fingers all the way to whoever was outside the door.

Lu Yizhan's heart sank. He realized what Bai Liu wanted to do, so he stared straight at Bai Liu: "Trapping opponent players is not a game attitude."

"But now is not the team's round." Bai Liu smiled and raised his eyes, "It's the round of Vice-Cen's team."

"This is a skill I've used very well recently, puppet lines. I just connected all these puppet lines to the suspects who were released by you, Captain Army."

"Captain Lu, guess if I open the door now and control these suspects to suddenly riot/move to attack you, who are now trapped in the [Magic Space], unable to move, and will not resist—"

Bai Liu smiled and pulled a thread on his index finger, and the door of the torture room was slowly opened: "—Your loyal deputy Cen, Mr. Hunter, will take these suspects who have not yet been convicted and who do not know whether they are innocent or not. what to do?"

"Of course, I promise these suspects won't hurt you."

"But I can't guarantee that Deputy Cen will not harm these suspects."

Lu Yizhan's pupils shrank.

Everything seemed to be in slow motion. The moment the door was opened, there were suddenly loud and noisy shouts from outside. The suspects were dragged by the puppet silk into the torture room where Lu Yizhan was located in the blink of an eye. His face was greedy and deformed, some of which had turned into heretical appearances, and he raised his weapon at Lu Yizhan, who was trapped in the magic space.

Outside the door, Cen Mingming raised his gun without hesitation, and his eyes coldly brought out an extremely sharp fierce blood.

"Put down the gun, Cen is unknown!!"

"Bang bang bang bang-!!"

Lu Yizhan stared at the people in front of him, all covered in blood, exploded under Cen's unknown shooting, and then fell to the ground motionless.

Blood flowed all over the ground and spread to the feet of Lu Yizhan.

Lu Yizhan couldn't say a word, and he was so stunned or dazed that he looked at Cen Mingming, who was still holding the gunpowder-smelling muzzle at him.

And Cen Mingming just quietly looked at the Lu Station, his eyes didn't dodge, and he still didn't put down his gun.

"Call the doctor..." Lu Yizhan said hoarsely, "Call the doctor-!!"

Cen Ming said calmly: "There is no need to call a doctor. For these people, every shot I shot was fatal."

Lu Yizhan closed his eyes, and he slowly fell to his knees on the ground.

... Cen Mingming is sober, he heard his order, but still didn't put down the gun, he knew exactly what he was doing...

Bai Liu folded his hands in satisfaction: "The game is over, the props are recovered, please leave the field by yourself."

Lu Yizhan thought that he would collapse, scold Cen Mingming angrily, and even fight with Cen Mingming, but when he walked out of Bai Liu's magic space prop and raised his head to look at Cen Mingming, his mind went blank.

He couldn't say anything.

Something that they had always reached a consensus on, and worked hard to maintain in these more than 300 world lines, finally shattered.

Lu Yizhan stood alone at the training ground for a long time that day. He overlooked the trainees running laps and laps. His mind was completely empty.

Until Cen Mingming appeared beside him.

Cen Mingming's voice was still very calm: "I killed Bai Liu."

"This world line is about to end."

"But we still won't win." Lu Yizhan looked far, far away, "When he was caught by me, he must have already set up the game, and now there must be some kind of heresy around the world. spread."

Cen Ming hummed.

After a while, Cen Mingming said, "Among the six people I killed that day, five were involved in Bai Liu's heretical smuggling."

"There's no one else."

Lu Yizhan was silent for a long time, his fingers slowly curled up, and he asked softly, "...If you do it again, will you still shoot?"

Cen Mingming did not hesitate: "Yes."

"With me, the lives of good people are more valuable than the lives of those who are likely to be bad people." Cen Weiming looked into the distance, "Lu Yizhan, I may really have no way to be like you, I hate these tourists. For those who are walking on the gray edge, one action or one mistake of theirs can take away the lives of countless truly innocent people who work hard to live."

"If it wasn't for their own desires and greed, they could have avoided contact with Bai Liu, and they would not have been brought to the Heresy Administration by us."

"So again, I'll still shoot."

Cen Mingming looked at the flag of the Heresy Processing Bureau flying over the training ground and said, "Because your life is more important in my eyes than the lives of these six people."

"My life is not more important than any of these six people." Lu Yizhan said softly, "especially when we are facing death at the same time."

Lu Yizhan turned around and left.

Cen Mingming didn't look back, he said abruptly, "Senior brother."

Lu Yizhan's back paused.

Cen Ming was silent for a few seconds and said, "The next world line, you won't come to fight for me, will you?"

Lu Yizhan didn't answer, he just stood there quietly.

"Then kill me." Cen Mingming suddenly smiled, "A hunter who can't stand in the prophet's camp, I'm just a monster wandering on the gray edge."

Lu Yizhan left without looking back.

Cen Mingming, who stayed where he was, looked at the trainees running and laughing below, and slowly closed his eyes.

After the end of the world line, Lu Yizhan sat in the temple. For the first time, he took the initiative to propose a deal with the rules of the game with Bai Liu: "I hope to revoke Cen's unknown hunter status."

"Revocation of hunter status." Bai Liu raised his eyebrows, and he smiled, "It can be revoked, but Cen doesn't know that so many world lines are reincarnated with you, I believe you are aware of it."

"—Cen Mingming also paid the price for his participation in the game. He has already become a heretic."

"Each world line restores the memory of all world lines with your arrival, and as you leave, loses the memory of all world lines, he has become a period of consciousness that can only continue to follow you as a prophet."

"If you revoke his hunter status now, then you must ensure that you can reasonably contain him, and you cannot let him directly interfere with my game, or interfere with any of my and your layouts."

"—Otherwise, I will directly erase Cen Mingming's consciousness."

Lu Yizhan took a deep breath: "I will contain him to make sure that he will not interfere with the game."

"Well, I'll choose the second-generation hunter card for you." Just as Bai Liu was about to shuffle the cards, he was stopped by Lu Yizhan.

Lu Yizhan looked at Bai Liu firmly: "I know that you are deliberately interfering with Cen Mingming's hunter card, forcing him to let him collapse, and his mental dimensionality has completely turned into a heresy without self-awareness."

"Bai Liu, don't you want the game to be more interesting? This time I have agreed with you that I will not interfere directly with the second-generation hunter card, and you should not interfere directly. Let's see how he chooses the faction?"

"Let's go with the flow?" Bai Liu lowered his eyes and chuckled, "Interesting, I promise you."

"The second-generation hunter I chose this time is also very hunter-like. I will not directly interfere and torture him. I will directly give him the qualification to become a hunter and let him start reincarnation with you in the world line."

Lu Yizhan said solemnly: "I will also give him the authority of my prophet directly, but I will never see him or interfere with him."

"Then let's see what this savage hunter will look like?" Bai Liu raised his eyes and smiled, "But Captain Lu, you are the only one left."

"There are still more than 300 world lines, do you want to stick to it alone?"

Lu Yizhan said, "I can."

Bai Liuxuan's second-generation hunter is Tang Erda, a trainee who has met two sides at Lu Yizhan.

Tang Er played better than Lu Yizhan expected. He grew very fast, and even won Bai Liu in the later World Line game, and obtained the qualification of hunter to start reincarnation.

But soon Lu Yizhan discovered that even if Bai Liu complied with his agreement and did not directly interfere with the hunters, Tang Erda was slowly becoming extreme and irritable in the continuous reincarnation of the time line, and began to hate those who were in the previous one. A person who is about to commit a crime in the world line.

——Tang Erda has become more and more like a copy of Cen Ming’s original.

And Lu Yizhan soon found out why.

Bai Liu never tortured Tang Erda directly, and even if he caught Tang Erda, he would deliberately let him go, but he tortured Tang Erda's deputy team, Su Yue, and Tang Erda was beaten by Bai Liu in front of him again and again because of Su Yue. Tortured to die and sink deeper and deeper.

When it was time to count down a few world lines, Tang Erda was about to lose his hold.

Lu Yizhan sat beside the stone table, he looked at Bai Liu flatly: "You have tortured Tang Erda crazy."

Bai Liu smiled and said, "I have never touched a second-generation hunter."

Lu Yizhan said, "But you touched his [anchor]."

Bai Liu lowered his eyes, and the smile on his face became clear: "It seems that you have fully understood the definition of [anchor]."

"Yes, the derivatives of each of my world lines continue to reduce the spirit of the hunter who chose you by torturing Su Yang, and he can support one world line at most."

"Are you going to change hunters again, Prophet?"

Lu Yizhan was silent for a while: "No more."

"That's right." Bai Liu crossed his hands and said with a smile, "There are only three world lines left, and there is no need to change them."

On the penultimate world line, Lu Yizhan found out the location of the square point of this world line and went to see her for the first time when he logged in and did not deal with the Heresy Administration.

When Lu Yizhan went to see Fangdian, it was raining heavily. He held a black umbrella and looked for Fangdian among the seemingly 10,000 umbrellas across the rain screen.

He found it quickly, because Fang Dian didn't have an umbrella, she was standing next to a grocery store, holding a briefcase to keep out the rain, but she didn't wait long before putting down the briefcase and rolling up her sleeves and suit pants, it seemed Prepare to simply ignore it and rush directly into the rain screen.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yizhan smiled. He held an umbrella and wanted to walk forward, but he stopped after only one step.

He stared blankly at Fang Dian across the heavy rain, the umbrella group, and the endless stream of people.

Fang Dian held up the briefcase and ran past him with her head lowered slightly. She had a smile on her face and didn't look back. At some point, someone appeared beside her who laughed and rushed into the rain with her briefcase on. man.

Lu Yizhan stopped in the middle of the crowd with a black umbrella. He didn't look back at the square point that he ran past, and there was rain falling on his chin.

Fang Dian's happy smile crossed his mind with the face with his head down and silently weeping when every world line crossed.

[Because Lu Yizhan lost the game this time, the person you love is going to die. 】

[Because Lu Yizhan lost the game again, so...]

"Fang Dian..." Lu Yizhan slowly put down his umbrella, let the rain wash his face, and muttered to himself, "Is this really the right choice?"

"If you're still here, have you already won?"

"I really suck."

Losing game after game again and again, all being tormented by his self-righteous choices.

Water drops fell on Lu Yizhan's face, and his voice was so soft that the rain could disperse it: "If only the person who met you back then wasn't a waste like me."

"There is only one last world line left." Bai Liu asked Lu Yizhan with a smile, "I can give you all the cards you got before."

Lu Yizhan raised his eyes: "What's the price?"

Bai Liu chuckled: "The price is that if you lose this game, the souls of these cards will all be destroyed."

"Of course, if you don't want to, the souls of these cards will be destroyed by me. I don't accept losers' cards that are worthless."

Lu Yizhan said, "I'll pay the price, let's continue the game."

"The game needs the consent of you and the other player to continue." Bai Liu stood up. He turned his head to look at Lu Yizhan and raised his eyebrows, "Are you going to see her?"

Lu Yizhan was silent: "Okay."

seabed.

Across the water-marked wall, Lu Yizhan saw the square dot with her hands hanging up. She still hung her head, Bai Liu walked in front of her, squatted down and said, "The last world line."

"The first 657 world lines, your team members, Lu Yizhan have all lost."

"The last world line, do you still have to pay the price to keep the game going?"

Bai Liu lowered his eyes to look at Fang Dian: "If you choose to stop now, you can still walk out of the temple. If you lose the last world line, then all your games will be lost."

"The soul is at my disposal."

"From the current situation, it is impossible for Lu Yizhan to win me on the last line."

Fang Dian suddenly raised her head, her long loose hair fell from her face, covering half of her face, which made her look haggard and weak, but she still had a smile on her face, and her eyes were still very bright : "He will definitely beat you."

Behind the water-marked wall, Lu Yizhan looked at Fang Dian in disbelief.

Bai Liu asked with interest: "Where does your unreasonable trust come from?"

"I don't want money at the Xinlu Station, why can't I believe it." Fang Dian frowned, "Let's continue the game."

"I'm sure he can beat you, it's like believing—"

Fang Dian's eyes are very firm: "——Justice will eventually defeat evil."

Bai Liu stood up, he smiled and said, "That's what you want."

He snapped his fingers, and Lu Yizhan fell backwards, just like he had landed on the World Line 657 times before. He thought that this time he would be in the Heresy Administration as soon as he landed.

But when he fell, there seemed to be a silver-blue fish tail in the sea, and the mermaid-shaped creature brushed past him, making the process of Lu Yizhan's fall violently bumpy. When he landed, he actually landed on a in the welfare home.

And in this orphanage.

Lu Yizhan looked at Bai Liu who was sitting in the far corner of the dining table in disbelief, with dark eyes and only a small plate of food in front of him.

——He met Bai Liu who was only fourteen years old.

A White Six who hasn't logged into the game yet.

This is a brand-new, strange world line with incredibly few heresies, as if it had escaped the interference of the evil gods.

——Like a bug, a miracle, this is a world line that has not been polluted.

And after Lu Yizhan furtively observed this thin, small, and ostracized Bai Liu for a few days—

- He couldn't contain his killing intent at all.

In this world line, in this miraculous world line, as long as he kills this White Six now, he will win.

Lu Yizhan followed this strange Bai Liu to the small pond he went to every day, and was calmly preparing himself to kill the fourteen-year-old Bai Liu when he surfaced from the bottom of the water.

But after waiting for a long time, Bai Liu didn't come up.

Lu Yizhan jumped into the pond with question marks all over his head. He found that this guy Bai Liu hadn't come up for so long, and he was actually drowning at the bottom of the pond!

And in the case of drowning, this Bai Liu is still holding on to something at the bottom of the lake. Lu Yizhan is also the body of a child. It took a lot of effort to connect Bai Liu to him. The thing at the bottom of the lake was pulled out together.

As a result, Lu Yizhan's pupils shrank when he saw that thing - it was the corpse of a very beautiful and delicate young man.

But this was not what shocked Lu Yizhan the most. What shocked him the most was that the corpse actually had a conversation with him in his mind without speaking.

"My name is Sheeta, and it's the corpse in front of you."

"I used all my strength to pull you into this world line ahead of time. I know you are a good person and I know you have experienced a lot."

"But you are the only one who can save Bai Liu. He can't continue to consume it here. He will really die."

The light young voice begged him very sincerely: "Please believe me, this Bai Liu in front of you is different from all other Bai Liu, he is a good boy."

"Please don't kill him."

Lu Yizhan's hand slowly tightened, holding the knife hidden behind him, he silently and silently looked at Bai Liu, who was kneeling on the ground in prostration.

Bai Liu was choking with his head down and his face was almost transparent. In this case, he was holding Sheeta's body tightly in his arms.

——It seems that it is almost powerless to resist any attack.

Lu Yizhan stepped forward slowly, he clenched the knife tighter and tighter, all the information in his mind surged frantically, and his expression was a blank state of over-carrying.

Tang Erda who complained about the instructor, Fang Dian running in the heavy rain, Cen Mingming with a cold face, Wu Ruishu who fell down accidentally, Yu Fu who smiled softly, and Dong Chenglong who scolded him with a dark face .

——As long as he kills this fourteen-year-old Bai Liu now, the painful sacrifices of these people will not be in vain.

Bai Liu held Xieta in his arms. He knelt on the ground with an unconscious expression on his face that was similar to drowning. He just looked up at Lu Yizhan, and a tear fell very lightly in his eyes. When I got down, my voice was soft and hoarse: "...Whoever you are, please, save Sheeta."

"I'm willing to pay anything for this."

Bai Liu's voice overlapped with the voice from Xieta in Lu Yizhan's mind——

"Please, save Bai Liu."

"I'm willing to pay anything for this."

——This is the first time that Lu Yizhan saw Bai Liu cry.

Lu Yizhan quietly stood in front of this crying, fourteen-year-old Bai Liu, as if he was in a daze. He stood sluggishly for a long time, his hand hidden behind his back finally loosened, leaving a trace in the palm of his hand that he held tightly. Excessive hilt red marks.

The knife smashed into the grass without making a sound.

Lu Yizhan heard his own voice and answered clearly: "Okay."

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