"..."

Su Mingan opened her eyes.

The pale, distant sky hung upside down in front of his eyes, and the whole world was quiet.

Every time he returned from death, he had the illusion that he was still in a dream, as if he had not yet woken up from a desperate nightmare.

When the wind blew over the side of his face, he thought of her gray-haired eyes, looking at him as she fell.

As if a long journey has finally reached its end, there is reluctance, regret, and regret in those eyes.

...But it is more of a kind of peace with approaching death.

She was always close to death, closer than she was to him.

When she was about to meet her eternal sleep, she no longer had that unique wilderness in her eyes. All her usual unwillingness and resistance seemed to be completely buried in the mud as the world slept...

Those who compromise with fate are sometimes not cowards who give up their struggle.

...This is the best outcome they can do, try their best, and do everything they can.

Sieber did this.

Her faith is sober and firm, she holds the secret of the oldest god that no one knows, and she has the ability to overturn all misfortunes.

However, she is also a player in the game. She was born under a curse, influenced by the raven since she was a child, and destined to believe in the god Nine.

Her belief determines that she will never reach a perfect ending and never have a chance to break the situation.

Only with faith can God Jiu give her power, and can she have the ability to subvert everything. But because of this faith, no matter how hard she tries, she cannot break the tragic and unsolvable situation of "a curse born of faith".

It is impossible for a person in the game to break his own game.

...unless she's not alone.

Su Mingan stood up.

The fresh, slightly spicy air poured into his chest, like a gentle stream of water.

Everything in front of me is bright, brilliant, and full of vitality. The world is still awake, and it has not yet been extinguished by the vast darkness.

He raised his eyes somewhat slowly, blinked, and turned his head.

Yamada Machichi and Michael fell asleep in the tentacles that had not yet escaped their control, with sweet smiles on their faces.

...They seem to be having a beautiful dream.

And in the sky, a harsh announcement came:

"——Evil God, today is the day of your destruction!"

The woman holding the sword is condescending and pronounces judgment on the filth below.

Looking at the Mizushima Kawakora in front of him, who said exactly the same words as several Zhoumu, Su Mingan suddenly felt like he was laughing or crying.

He suddenly felt that these people were not like living beings, but like fixed characters in the script. They would say their lines every week and then act according to their own rules. And he was like a director outside the world.

, holding the script, watching them perform the same drama again and again.

Just like now, he didn't need to listen to know what Mizushima Kawasora would say next——

"——Su Ming'an, why are you standing among the tentacles...I see, is your identity this time the evil god? Are all these strange phenomena caused by you?"

At this time, players came one after another. They circled around and surrounded the stone fort.

They could see Su Ming'an entangled in tentacles on the stage.

But in the sky, Mizushima Kawakora frowned:

"Your identity is the evil god, and the compatibility between the players and their leader is matched. From this, it seems that you are also——"

She raised the sword with blazing white flames in her hand, as if this could demonstrate her justice.

In everyone's sight, Su Mingan raised his head.

At this moment, his eyes were extremely quiet.

"Who is talking to me now?" He said: "Is it the lighthouse lady who passed all levels perfectly...or is it a changed Mizushima River?"

Mizushima Kawakora's pupils shrank slightly. She didn't expect that Su Ming'an was clearly on the verge of alienation but still maintained his sanity.

"You hope to show your 'justice', and your act of shouting for judgment can show your mercy..." Su Mingan said: "But your capital is not enough to support you in doing so."

No matter how much anger she plans to spread on others, no matter what words she plans to use to vilify his behavior, or even no matter how many times she wants to consume her dead sister, she can't deny this -

—

To this day, she still acts like she is for the majority to satisfy the selfish desires of the minority.

……I see,

This is "judgment".

"A guy who associates with evil gods dares to accuse me?" Mizushima Kawakora didn't panic. She knew that she had already occupied the moral high ground and was not worried about what the other party said.

She is the leader of Diansi, representing the head of the judges, and has the ability to judge all evil. And the other party is an existence that associates with the cultists in full view of the public, and still refuses to repent. Who is higher and lower between them?

I believe all NPCs can understand this.

"Even if you say this, you can't separate the relationship between you and the evil god..." she said loudly.

"I have no intention of breaking up the relationship." Su Mingan said.

The onlookers were stunned after hearing this.

...What is going on? This is a showdown, no more pretense?

On the fifth day after the dungeon was opened, he declared himself an enemy of everyone else... Wasn't the first player's gamble too big?

When Mizushima Kawakora heard this, she was slightly stunned at first, and then she was ecstatic. She didn't expect this man to admit so straightforwardly. If the other party made a few quibbles and used his skills to improve his favorability to win over a few people, he would still have a chance to win.

.

But now... she only needs to confirm and amplify the other party's position to finalize the situation.

"So, you are indeed the evil god's—" she said.

"——With your short sight, how can you clearly see the glory of the oldest god?" He suddenly said.

In full view of the public,

Su Mingan suddenly stretched out his hand and took the initiative to pull the tentacle next to him.

Under their shocked gaze,

He took the initiative to attach himself to the unusually twisted tentacles,

He hugged it, just like the first night when he hugged a ball of hot fire in the night wind.

Layers of mud stuck to him, and he melted into the darkness, as if he was falling into hell.

Lu, Isabella and others who were about to rescue people were stunned. Noel, who had just arrived, also stopped moving. Mizushima Kawakora, who originally wanted to question, gradually couldn't understand the scene at this time.

They stood in the air, as if caught in a brief stalemate, and Su Mingan got close to the tentacles on the side of his face.

"...They can't see that you are purifying and saving people." He said: "But it doesn't matter, I know - only we are together."

His tone became softer and softer, as if he was comforting and communicating in a whisper.

"...They want to deny everything you have done for them, but these people who only see killing and victory know nothing at all."

"The beliefs of outsiders have blinded their eyes. Such narrow-minded and comfort-seeking people can confidently enjoy everything you have protected them."

"This group of rebels who have abandoned their original faith - do not deserve the forgiveness of the oldest god."

"——They don't deserve to be 'purified'."

"Only short-sighted people will indulge in tranquility, but we who are favored don't need that."

"...You are special, the most unique."

"You are the only sober person in this world."

"There is no need to eliminate all misfortune for a group of guys who only know how to betray their faith."

"They may be temporarily confused and forced to do nothing. Maybe some people have difficulties..."

"But nothing can erase their blasphemy to this world, their trampling, insult, and destruction to you. They bully the weak, abuse the weak, flatter the weak, and kill innocent people indiscriminately. They also claim to be righteous and uphold righteousness as their banner.

Doing things for personal gain.”

"them……"

He hasn't finished speaking yet,

Then I heard a faint, familiar heartbeat.

A pair of slightly swaying light-colored eyes appeared in front of him, with tears faintly showing.

"You don't hate me, even if I am a monster who is against the world?" she said.

"You are not a monster, you are the only believer in the oldest god." He said immediately:

"You are unique and the most important."
To be continued...