Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

Steam pipes meandered overhead, emergency lights flickered in the dim light, and an iron door leading to the third floor appeared right in front of it!

It flung open the iron gate and rushed into the third level, a "roller coaster nightmare".

The wind howled, and the sea of ​​clouds churned!

A roller coaster just arrived!

It leaped and jumped into the last carriage!

Cheng Cheng was bound by bullet chains and thrown onto the carriage floor, covered in blood and unable to move.

He looked at the enormous figure standing at the front of the carriage, at its expressionless face made of metal.

Then, everything went black.

The roller coaster plunged into a sea of ​​clouds. The surrounding scenery began to distort, blur, and recombine—

The fourth level, "Internet cafe nightmare".

Hundreds of computers were neatly arranged, their screens lit up, displaying various images. A faint smell of stinky feet and instant noodles filled the air. The receptionist in uniform still stood there, pale-faced, her eyes vacant, motionless.

The Demon of Guns didn't even glance at it, casually tossed Cheng Cheng to the ground, and walked straight to the nearest computer.

Sit down, press the power button, and the screen lights up.

Move the mouse and open the browser...

Simply type "battlefield" to access the fifteenth level.

That was the front line where the Kingdom's army fought against the Abyss, armed with countless weapons to their fullest potential, and more importantly—

On the eighth floor and below, it can hold rituals to summon the daughter of the [Power] Death Demon, the "Death God" demon.

By then, together with Death, we will annihilate the Kingdom's army and block the entrance to the fifteenth floor—even if Vilette and Sword Saint Karen catch up, they will only be able to look on in vain!

It extended its metal-cast finger and began typing on the keyboard.

"B".

"A."

Just then—

"You want to go to the fifteenth floor?"

It stopped, turned its head, looked at Cheng Cheng on the ground, and frowned in surprise: "Why aren't you afraid?"

As a demon, it is naturally sensitive to emotions and fear, but at this moment, in the heart of the white-haired girl before it—

There was not a trace of fear.

Cheng Cheng lay on the ground, covered in blood, his limbs pierced by bullets, unable to move.

But as he tilted his head, looking at the Demon of the Gun, he suddenly smiled.

Is this your destination?

"So what if you know?" the Gun Demon sneered. "No one can stop me now!"

"Hard to say."

Gun Demon ignored Cheng Cheng's provocation, turned back, and continued typing on the keyboard.

"T".

"T".

“L”.

“E”.

Press the last key, and a prompt box will pop up on the screen:

"Progressing to the 15th Floor: Battlefield"

"Confirm?"

"confirm."

The Demon of Guns clicked the mouse, then turned around and looked at Cheng Cheng: "You're useless now."

It raised its hand, the barrel aimed at Cheng Cheng's head, and the firing pin slammed into the primer—

"Sylvia," Cheng Cheng whispered, lying on the ground, "Don't be afraid."

"Yes." Sylvia's voice rang out softly, trembling slightly, but firm. "I believe in you."

"Bang--!!!"

The bullet spun and pierced the girl's head, blood splattering everywhere!

The Demon of Guns withdrew his hand, preparing to turn around—

"It can certainly be used next time..."

A faint sound drifted out from that still twitching mouth.

The Demon of Guns paused for a moment.

what?

It looked down at the corpse. The white-haired girl tilted her head, her eyes were still open, but there was a strange smile on her lips.

That smile made it feel inexplicably uneasy.

But the next second, everything spun around, as if the whole world had been thrown into a centrifuge, then quickly blurred, shattered, and vanished—

The river of time branches off here.

A path plunges into nothingness in the darkness.

Another path brings new life in the light—

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nothingness.

dark.

There was no sound, no feeling, only consciousness floating in absolute emptiness.

After an unknown amount of time, familiar golden characters appeared before my eyes:

"GAME OVER"

"Sixth Ending: Shooting"

"This game aims to provide players with a presidential experience, making up for the regret of never having ridden in a convertible."

Cheng Cheng: "..."

It really is.

Unfortunately, the Gun Demon was too powerful, even managing to escape from a legendary opponent. I'm truly sorry that I couldn't get the Gun Demon to use his full strength.

But we will win!

Because I possess—the Book of a Hundred Generations!

Cheng Cheng was already familiar with the next steps. He reached out and clicked "Restart," and the darkness began to rotate and fade.

Cheng Cheng looked at the dark void, a hint of killing intent gradually rising in his eyes.

…………

When I opened my eyes again, a familiar scene came into view—a huge mourning hall, white elegiac couplets, and a dark mass of people.

The Obsidian Bishop stood on the platform, dressed in a white robe, his face gaunt, bowing his head in silent mourning. The crowd below also bowed their heads, their right hands drawing squares over their chests. Cheng Cheng stood in the crowd, eating in Freya's body, one hand reaching under the table, preparing to use the puppet on the Obsidian Bishop on the platform.

The rollback point is the moment just before I was about to attack the Obsidian Bishop... In other words, a game rollback outside the dungeon will return you to the moment before the event that led to your death occurred.

What is the principle?

Cheng Cheng didn't quite understand the game's save point system, but he knew one thing—

Thank goodness.

Fortunately, being dragged into the dungeon by the Gun Demon didn't count as the player entering the Abyss Mode instance. Otherwise, a death rollback would have taken him back to the moment he entered the dungeon—which would have resulted in a complete data loss.

He looked away and took a deep breath.

Now is not the time to think about that. The important thing is that I am not the American champion, so how should I win next?

First, the Obsidian Bishop must die.

Secondly, the death of the Obsidian Bishop will lead to the birth of the Gun Demon, and they are no match for the Gun Demon.

Only legends can defeat the Gun Demon.

Then the only option is to find a way to inform Vilette and Sword Saint Karen about the Demon of the Gun possessing the Obsidian Bishop.

Originally, Cheng Cheng and Obsidian had tacitly refrained from reporting each other. After all, Obsidian was a Gold Saint of the Theocracy, and even if he had betrayed the faith, the Theocracy should be responsible for the trial, which would take some time—enough time for Obsidian to report Sylvia for murdering Liu Ruyan.

But it's different if someone is possessed by a demon.

The legend has every right and obligation to act first and ask for permission later, to kill Obsidian in one fell swoop—the importance of slaying the demon is above all else, above the theocracy's judicial immunity, and above any political tacit agreement.

The only challenge is to get the legends to believe and act immediately, avoiding alerting the Gun Demon and causing him to escape prematurely.

Cheng Cheng was silent for a few seconds, then spoke in a low voice:

"Freya, how much do you know about the power and character of the kingdom's two legends?"

"Huh? Are you asking me?"

Freya paused for a moment, then began to recall seriously.

“The part I know…” she gathered her thoughts and began slowly, “The Earl of Villette is the symbol of justice in the kingdom, the guardian of law and contract. His authority is mainly manifested in two aspects—the court and the authority over contracts.”

“The court can bring judgment upon any guilty person, but the power of contracts…” she paused, “…can be perceived by him for all contracts signed in his name. Those who break contracts will be punished.”

Cheng Cheng nodded thoughtfully:

"What about the Sword Saint Karen?"

"Karen is a true hero," Freya said, her voice tinged with respect. "He comes from a family of sword saints, and in his youth, he single-handedly defeated a dragon. After inheriting the title of sword saint, he ventured deep into the dungeons and single-handedly slew the demon bound by 'Temperance,' thus achieving legendary status."

"His authority is unique. Within his domain, all surreal attacks—whether magic or fire—are ineffective against him. He can also seal away other people's abilities and then annihilate everything with his most prized swordsmanship."