Drowning Man from the Future

INSIDE THE SINNER'S WELL, THE OLD PURSE BURNS ONCE AGAIN, Scarred and bruised, once more on his feet Bai Liu raises his head, water dripping from his jaw.

"This time you'll be hurt again." Bai Liu smiled and scrutinized such Bai Liu , "But no witch's antidote can save you anymore."

Bai Liu clenched the white bone whip, the bone whip from the end began to spread on the black color, this black color came with great force, in an instant it was attached to the end of the whip, Bai Liu's body began to flow around the silver-blue halo.

"Wow." Bai Liu raises an eyebrow, finally smiling pleasantly, "Finally figured out you're ready to take over the Evil God's position, huh?"

Tang Er fought and shot Liu Jiayi's back with all his strength, Liu Jiayi fell down in his gaze, his expression was hollow, he staggered and tried to stand firm but staggered twice and could not stand, the door of the elevator was completely shattered in the bombardment just now, it could not be closed, Daniel's hand was stuck on the edge of the elevator, he had his right hand bombarded away by Tang Er fought, but he stuck the edge with his left hand and climbed up.

"...... You're all that's left." Daniel was bombarded by Tang Er fight to a bloody mess, he crawled on the ground with difficulty, tilted his head up to look at Tang Er fight who was kneeling on the ground, motionless, cracked the corner of his mouth, his face brought out a kind of madness to the extreme smile, "As long as I kill you, the Godfather's last tiredness is no longer there."

Tang Er looks over at Daniel, who is dragging himself around on the ground with only the upper half of his body left, his mind blank and completely unable to think, his face splattered with the blood of various people as he mumbles and repeats Daniel's words:

"...... It's just me."

Tang Er hit a meter in front of his body is Mu Sicheng was hit when the blood flowed out, the elevator is a blood stains, can not tell whether it is Daniel or Jiayi's, he fell at the feet of the three deer hunter's team members of the body, Cen Buming in the just when he went crazy, he swept shot, and is now unknown to the life and death of the ground, raised his head, chaotic wreckage of the middle of the back corridor There was also a pool of blood and a field of bullet holes, left by Mu Ke when he was shot by Daniel in his frenzy.

Indeed ...... it's just him again.

Everyone, dead.

Tang Er hit slowly lowered the gun, his expression empty and still.

Daniel's consciousness was fuzzy, but there was an obsessive to unbelievable faith in him, a twisted belief that supported the movement of his broken body, and he looked into Tang Er's dark blue eyes as he fought the disorientation, and smiled broadly in contentment:

"Ahem, as soon as you die, the Godfather can give up everything and become a god!"

--The beautiful dream he had last night told him so.

Daniel lifted up his bloodstained face, his clown mask had fallen off in the chaos of the battle just now, revealing a young, still young face, he looked straight at Bai Liu with those clear apple-green eyes, a smile of attachment on his face like a small beast that had found a place to rely on, his expression was almost a little innocent, and he reached out his hand, bracing himself with only half of his body, wanting to touch the He stretched out his hand, supporting his only half body, wanting to touch the godfather whose eyes were closed not far away.

"padrino (godfather) ......"

"Daniel sara'il tuo fedele credente (Daniel will be your most faithful devotee)."

[System Alert: Heretic Clown approaches Desire Core player Bai Liu, receives stimulus, skill changes - (Soul Shattering Gun) Skill can be reset once without cooldown.]

The Joker drew his gun and once again aimed to hit Tang Er.

Sinners in the well.

In the old wallet, before the last soul bill had finished burning, the next one began to burn again, and the ashes leaked through the cracks like black rain, falling at the bottom of the sinner's well.

Bai Liu hooked up the corner of his mouth, he wrapped the whip around the neck of Bai Liu, who had no good place on his body, and hoisted him up, Bai Liu, as if he were a dead body, his limbs drooped helplessly, only his right hand was still tightly clutching the old wallet.

Blood kept seeping down Bai Liu's body, falling to the bottom of the well and spreading out, and the white bone whip that had fallen into the well water not far away was blackened to the point that only a thread of white remained.

"What are you hesitating for?" Bai Liu stepped on Bai Liu's bone whip with a delighted smile, and whispered softly with downcast eyes, "What value can there be in keeping this thread of persistence, this thread of conscience of yours?"

"The hobo who struggles to fill his old wallet, the hobo who diligently controls himself as a good man, will only end up like this."

"Any bad man in this world can trample on your most prized possessions and reduce you to nothing, as I have done."

"You were born to be a bad guy, the worse you are the more valuable you are, the worse you are the richer you are, but have wasted your talent to be an honest over the top good guy."

"Being the bad guy, you can be the factory manager who monopolizes the perfume industry all over the world, the investor who invests in orphanages and renews himself with children, the real estate developer who controls all the plots of land, the mayor of the town who develops his own town by sacrificing the pain of young girls and teenagers," Bai Liu explains in a nonchalant slow voice, "and they are all were rich, got their wish and lived well."

"And to be a good person, you'd have to become a heretic like Lu Yizhan, Cen Buming, Tang Er Fight, and even a woman like Fang Dian, who is so powerful that she's almost a god, has to constantly sacrifice her pain under my control as a bargaining chip because she wants to save people."

"Bai Liu, if you had chosen to be the bad guy in the beginning, you would have been the evil god of everything by now."

"Be good." Bai Liu's eyes curved in a smile, "You'd just be a poor bum."

"--Didn't I tell you about this result in the form of a skill name at the beginning when you entered the game?"

"This is the Evil God's game, and in a world where the Evil God exists, good people won't have a good end."

"-Because the Evil God finds it, well, boring."

Bai Liu raised his head slowly, his voice raspy from being strangled by the whip and the bone spurs sticking in, but still clear: "I don't find good people boring."

"They ...... cough." Bai Liu grabbed the whip that was strangling his neck and pulled it brutally outward, blood spurting at once, but he still didn't stop, answering hoarsely, "Very valuable souls."

"I have enough of them in my wallet."

"With them, I never felt like ......" Bai Liu lifted his eyes, his features twisted and livid from the shock of anger and extreme emotion, and in his eyes were unshed tears, " ...... what a bum!"

"If indeed you have to become an evil god to end this uninteresting world you've forged."

Bai Liu gripped the whip, which became pitch black throughout, and he raised his eyes, which turned a thoroughly silver-blue color:

"Then I will become an evil god."

[System Alert: Player Bai Liu's Desire Core has changed, Monster Book Change - (Poor Tramp) altered to (Heir to the Evil God)]

[Player Bai Liu equips Monster Book Identity - (Heir to the Evil God)]

Bai Liu looked at Bai Liu, who was shrouded in a silver-blue halo, and hooked the corners of his mouth, "Finally, I've waited for this moment."

"My heir."

In the system airship, a black whip cut across the sky, knocking Bai Liu out of it, Bai Liu retreated and landed on the ground, Bai Liu stepped on the ground of the airship, and backhanded another whip to Tang Er Ta who fell on the ground, his body was burning with grayish-white flames.

[System alert: Player Tang Er hits zero life value and exits the game.]

Bai Liu didn't stop when the whip swept, but continued straight and hard at Daniel on the ground.

After Daniel saw Bai Liu, the maniacal smile on his face turned into a confused expression before it even appeared, "Godfather?"

"I am not your godfather." Bai Liu looked up slowly, his silver-blue eyes had an inorganic coldness to them, and raised his hand, flinging his whip straight down, "-that was just your dream, I never served as your godfather."

"You're just a clown to be killed in my eyes."

Daniel's pupils constricted, he reached out to grab Bai Liu, but only grabbed the whip Bai Liu threw over, Bai Liu directly whip threw Daniel's broken upper body out of the ship, in space, Daniel quickly suffocated and lack of oxygen, the pressure suddenly changed, he was squeezed by the pressure from all sides into a mass of creatures that could not see the shape of a human being, only a pair of apple green eyes still stubborn and unbelievable look at the ship calmly looking at him to go away. Only his apple-green eyes still looked at Bai Liu, who was calmly looking away from him in the spaceship, with persistence and disbelief.

"Godfather." Daniel mouthed slowly, his hand outstretched like a drowning man begging for help on the shore, his eyes lax and open, "...... save me."

Bai Liu stood at the broken window, unmoving, watching Daniel float away, disappearing into space.

[System alert: Player Daniel's life value is zero, exit the game.]

Bai Liu raises an eyebrow at the scene, standing up straight and pulling back, he smiles and bows courteously in acknowledgement, "You already have the ability and the necessary conditions to become an evil god."

"The rest is up to the temple to empower you."

"I'll wait for you at the temple."

"I hope you still retain your sanity the next time I see you."

With that said, Bai Liu pulls back the hatch and, with a soft laugh, collapses backwards and disappears without a trace.

The hatch closes again and Bai Liu looks at the wretched deck of the ship in front of him, looking forward without moving a muscle, and only after confirming that Bai Liu has truly left does he take a step forward, dragging his long black whip with him.

Bai Liu shook for a moment, quickly settled, then took another step, shook again, and at the third step, Bai Liu seemed to have exhausted his last ounce of strength, he held onto the wall next to him, lowered his head, and gasped with great effort, his silver-blue eyes were empty.

The black dye on the whip pulsed as if it were substance, spreading from his fingers holding the end of the whip, all the way upward, invading every inch of Bai Liu's sanity.

Bai Liu finally knows what the dye is that blackens this black whip.

--is desire.

It's from 658 world lines, from the intense desire of all the players who have entered the game, and the humans who will enter it.

Using the bone whip as a medium, the desires poured into Bai Liu's brain and body without a moment's pause, as if these intense desires that had nowhere to go continued to find a vehicle, or else they were going to drive their desire-producing hosts insane.

And Bai Liu is the vehicle.

[I want to be promoted so badly, I want to be promoted so badly, it would be nice if my boss suddenly died in a car accident, annoying old man, why isn't he dead yet, I want to run him over with my car.]

[...... don't want to go to class, the classroom teacher has to be seriously ill, I think.]

......

All sorts of desires converged, enriched, and followed the whip into Bai Liu's brain as he breathed hard, trying to quell the effect they had on him, but without taking a step, more desires would enter his shell and affect his soul.

He felt like his soul was becoming a vessel, about to be propped up until it was transparent and lost its original shape by these desires that would not never cease to arise.

Is that why evil gods don't have souls?

The soul simply cannot maintain its usual shape under the onslaught of such desires, and if it is to be maintained it must resist the effects of these desires on him.

But these desires are like water that spreads from all directions, leaving one breathless, unable to climb to the shore, not even a break, the process of resisting desires is like a person who has no driftwood and has been struggling with drowning in the sea, but if one lets loose one's self to sink into the desires and fall to the bottom of the sea of darkness ......

He's really going to be the next Bai Liu.

Bai Liu slowly slid down to the ground, his back was against the wall, he tilted his head back and breathed hard, his eyes were cloudy and unfocused, just like a person who was about to drown, his hand holding the whip slowly dropped down to the ground and touched the reverse cross key that Cen Buming, who had fallen to the ground, was holding in his hand.

He turned his head sideways and looked at the key.

--This is the key prop of this game, and the last prop for him to become an evil god.

It's also what they logged into this game and stayed with him until the end, trying to guard what he found.

Bai Liu took hold of the key as he braced himself on his knees and stood, stumbling and holding onto the wall as he made his way towards the hatch on level 0.

The moment he held the key and pushed into the hatch, level 0 slowly opened, and the first level of the ship, from Bai Liu's feet onwards gradually lit up with circuits, each closed up heresy opened one by one, brightening the originally gloomy first level.

Bai Liu looked up.

The moment he saw what was happening in front of him, it was as if his brain, which had been blurred by the onslaught of his desires, had been emptied of everything but the sight before him, and the emotions that were very slowly coming up, and the heat at the edges of his eyes.

He was surrounded by the souls of the players who had entered the game, they, or it would be more apt to describe them, were all sorts of strange shapes, like monsters, or like some kind of humanoid creatures, the pupils of their eyes were filled with desire, and this desire could even be felt by Bai Liu through the container, they rolled their eyes and stared at Bai Liu, and cracked the corners of their mouths, as if they were looking at some kind of mouth-watering and delicious food, and the moment he turned his head to look at them with those silver-blue eyes, he would shrink again out of cowardice. The moment Bai Liu turned his head and looked at them with his silver-blue eyes, these monsters, or the souls of the players, would shrink again from cowardice.

They are held in cylindrical containers filled with a silvery-blue liquid, just as Bai Liu saw Taville for the first time in the town of Siren.

Bai Liu breathed very softly as he moved forward, reaching out to the humanoid heretic souls numbered in the single digits and reaching out to touch the surfaces of the now-empty vessels.

Tears slipped from his silver-blue eyes.

[658 World Line Heresy 0004]

[Name: Capuchin Thief Mu Sicheng (Soul Shattered)]

[658 World Line Heresy 0005]

[Name: Assassin Mu Ke (Soul is Broken)]

[658 World Line Heresy 0601]

[Name: Witch Liu Jiayi (70% broken soul, unable to awaken)]

[658 World Line Heresy 0002]

[Name: Rose Hunter Tang Er Fighting (75 percent broken soul, no longer able to awaken)]

The souls in the cylindrical containers shattered into millions of pieces, slowly floating and sinking in the silvery-blue, seawater-like liquid, like bubbles left over from the breath of a drowning person, telling the survivors that their souls were here.

Looking in through the large hole that had broken off the edge of the ship, the floor was covered in the crisscrossing blood of different people, and the deep ocean blue of space orbited 658 worldlines that ran slowly along some set trajectory, converging on the behemoth system backstage ship at the center.

In the silver-blue universe, glittering flecks of dust and debris drifted down, there were traces of wilting roses withering away, and as if awakening from the bottom of the sea, the mermaid sighed as she looked into the mirror of exploding fire, the suns of the polar skies overlapped a quarter of each other, and following the last remnants of the light, the god that had fallen glimpsed into the future, and it saw the gun of the shattered soul falling into the ocean waters.

The evil god named Vagabond has finally made it this far.

He has uncountable soul bills, money, honors, laurels and victories already to be worn on his head, he has it all.

He lost his best friend, his family, and himself.

He has nothing.

[System alert: Player Bai Liu has gained control of the system ship.]

[Congratulations to player Bai Liu for passing the game.]

Lu Yizhan was distracted a couple of times during the match, and if Charles hadn't been so determined to lose, he might have struggled a bit, and as soon as the match was over, he rushed off to Pool 2 behind Spades, who was running ahead of him.

Lu Yizhan's heart sinks as he enters Viewing Pool 2 and sees the whispering, confused audience and the blacked-out big screen.

--Something really happened!

Spades scanned the big screen, his eyes glazed over, backhanded the audience and jumped down, directly next to Wang Shun in the center of the viewing pool, Lu Yizhan also followed in three steps, anxiously grabbed Wang Shun and asked, "What's going on?"

"I don't know!" Wang Shun was also anxious, "Bai Liu, after they logged into the game, the big screen went black, the host called for maintenance a few times, no response at all!"

"Has anyone logged out halfway through?" Lu Yizhan inquired with forced composure.

Wang Shun shook his head helplessly.

Du Sanying stares dead at the big screen, deadpans his fingers, bites his lower lip, and cowers in a corner, away from anyone.

"Someone logged out!" The crowd shouted excitedly, "Which team is it!"

"Deer hunter's!"

"Holy shit, three people logged out at once!"

"Wouldn't that be a sure win for the Wandering Circus?"

"Look, look, look, someone else has logged out!"

"It's the deer hunter side again!"

"Holy shit, it's clowns and executioners!"

"This is all cleared out, the battle is fierce!"

"The circus won?!"

Lu Yizhan snapped his head around to look over at the deer hunter.

For a moment Lu Yizhan and Cen Buming looked at each other, but Cen Buming looked away.

--That's what this guy does when he's guilty.

Lu Yizhan's heart snapped out of his chest, a long-lost feeling of fear and loss of control came back to him, and he looked dazedly and incredulously toward the waiting exit of the wandering circus.

The moment Wang Shun heard that the other side was all cleared out, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw two people slowly pouring out of the den exit on his side.

A Liu Jiayi, a Tang Er hit, bruised, eyes closed.

Wang Shun was stunned, and before he realized what was happening, he and Lu Yizhan, who was running up next to him, subconsciously rushed forward to catch Liu Jiayi and Tang Er fighting.

Before Lu Yizhan and Wang Shun could really catch these two, these two disappeared in their hands.

Wang Shun's mind went blank as he reacted to what was happening and looked up at Lu Yizhan across the room.

--This is exactly the same as the last time Lu Yizhan and Spades got hit with the Soul Shattering Gun.

That means ......

"Their souls are not completely shattered." Lu Yizhan almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth, his face already completely pale, "...... But I don't know what the degree of shattering is, and whether they can still wake up."

"What about Bai Liu?" Wang Shun heard his voice shaking as he asked the words almost in fear, "Bai Liu hasn't logged out yet, so is he also ......"

The audience clamored again:

"Another log out on the circus side!!!"