The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me

Catesy held up the statue.

Like a thug, he slashed open the gate of the temple with a single sword.

"Boom" with a loud noise.

Attracted the attention of everyone inside.

The priest is leading the orderly believers to worship.

Seeing that the door was cut open, his eyes turned cold, he put down the book of order in his hand, and roared in a deep voice:

"Who broke into the Temple of Order!"

"Truth! Hahaha! Truth! Look!"

Katsi laughed wildly, and the horse under his crotch was as crazy as him. He drove the horse in amidst the exclamation of the believers, waving the long sword in his hand, the believers looked at Katsi in fear, and cried out God's blessing, but how can a god who is far away in the sky stop the blade that is right in front of you?

In an instant, many believers fell miserably in a pool of blood. The walls of the temple were smeared with blood, and the wall lamp was knocked out by panicked limbs. The deep darkness spread in the temple with the blood.

When the brilliance of the gods cannot protect the world.

It is necessary for the clergy to act on behalf of the gods to protect believers from harm.

And the priest did the same.

As a priest of the small Holy See in a border city, he doesn't even have a bishop, and his strength is not strong, but he will not hesitate when his heart is needed.

Besides, Catsey was just a great knight.

Not such a difficult character.

"stop!"

The priest didn't know how Katsi got into this state.

But death has already appeared.

Catesy deserves to be sanctioned.

He took out the Holy Grail from his gray robe. White flames rose from the Holy Grail, which contained the power of order. He straightened up, and the Holy Grail emitted a faint light. Behind him was a woman covered in silver robes. emerge.

The woman stretched out her hand and pointed forward, and a flash of silver light shot out, instantly piercing through Katsi's head, leaving a blood hole the width of a little finger on his forehead.

"Cackling, truth!"

Catesy didn't fall down as expected.

He staggered a few steps, murmured incomprehensible ravings, his whole body trembled like an epileptic seizure, black blood flowed from his mouth and nose, his plump skin was drained by an inexplicable force, and turned into rough skin like bark The texture, the muscles are tense, and the flesh on the surface is even stretched.

He was still wriggling forward step by step, shouting "truth".

A mouth opened on his neck.

Made a weird "yawn" sound.

His arms twisted like twists, and gradually turned into two bloody tentacles.

The war horse under his crotch wailed in pain.

It turned out that it was Katesi's tentacled feet rooted in his body.

"You, what are you!"

"Go away! Go away! Go to hell!"

The priest clutched his head and struggled, knelt down on the ground in pain, the Holy Grail slipped from his hand and rolled among the benches along the blood plasma, the darkness spread along the wall net, and on the wall, Katsi's silhouette was elongated into a waving Huge monster with tentacles.

"Truth! Truth! Jie Jie Jie..."

The surrounding believers knelt on the ground as if possessed.

They watched Kattersey wildly.

Or rather, staring at the statue in Katsi's hand.

followed by shouting "Truth!"

Black mist spread in their eyes.

Under the erosion of pollution, ordinary believers have no power to resist.

The priest persevered to the end with his faith.

Hold on until Catesy squirms to his feet.

"truth."

Katsey looked down.

His facial features have completely disappeared.

The head shrank toward the chest cavity, and half an oval could be vaguely seen. As time went by, this oval would also disappear. His skin was gray and white like death, his whole body was dry, and all the nutrients seemed to be given to him. There are four tentacles.

These four tentacles are shiny and full of muscles, like the arms of a baby that has been oiled. It should be a rare delicacy in the world to stir fry in oil.

But now the tentacle was the priest's nightmare.

They tied the priest's neck and lifted him up.

"You mortals, why don't you look straight at the truth?"

Kattersey's voice distorted.

Like a broken tape stuffed down a sewer.

The priest took a deep breath. He controlled himself not to look at the statue. At the same time, he pulled out the dagger from his waist and thrust it towards the tentacles on his neck. However, the tentacles tightened suddenly in the next second, and his hand slipped down feebly. The feeling of suffocation began. Occupy the brain.

"Catsey" wouldn't let the priest die just like that.

Because the priest is the only existence in this small Holy See who can establish a relationship with the gods.

He forcefully lifted the priest's head, and used his tentacles to pry open the priest's closed eyes.

"Now, look straight at the truth!"

He hung the statue before the priest's eyes.

How eerie and grotesque is this statue.

The priest only felt that something in his mind was collapsing rapidly.

Gradually, he suddenly felt that the terrible statue had a unique beauty and rhythm.

This beauty surpasses everything in this world.

The disgusting ravings in the ears also became as sweet as fairy music.

After a while, he realized.

Because he understood the "truth".

"Praise be to the truth!" he cried feverishly.

"Truth is eternal!" Katsi let go of the priest.

Because he knew that the priest had become part of the truth.

They are now "people" all the way.

After a while, in the depths of the temple, standing in front of the statue of the goddess of order, the priest with dark pupils picked up the book of order.

He has not forgotten his faith.

He is a fanatical believer in the truth.

But he also still believes in the goddess of order.

There is no conflict between the two.

He is willing to sacrifice everything for order, including the invaluable truth.

Yes, he was going to dedicate "truth" to the goddess.

The Book of Order was opened, and a gleam of light lit up.

The priest put his palms together and prayed for a moment, then placed the statue of "Truth" on the Book of Order.

……

……

sleeping place.

Among thousands of "lenses".

The goddess of order sensed a strong call.

In her temple are densely packed books of order.

Each book corresponds to a clergyman.

The size of the Book of Order, its thick base, and the gorgeousness of its cover reflect the strength of the clergyman.

I saw one of the small books of order shaking violently.

The goddess made a move.

The Book of Order fell into his hands.

She opened the Book of Order expressionlessly.

"boom--"

Endless terrifying ravings swarmed out of the Book of Order like dumping garbage, and it screamed piercingly like a broken radio.

【truth!truth! 】

[Jie Jie Jie...]

【Look straight at the truth! 】

A grotesque phantom gradually emerged in front of the Goddess of Order.

There was a sound of "pa--".

The goddess of order calmly closed the book of order.

All the eerie sounds and terrifying phantoms disappeared, and everything came to an abrupt end.

She picked up the "broken" Book of Order.

Turning around and walking into the room behind him, he threw it into a jar sealed by divine power, and saw that there were already more than a dozen "broken" Books of Order in the jar.

"The established disaster cannot be escaped after all."

"Can't wait..."

She sighed, gouged out her own eyes and ears, and threw them into the jar together. These organs turned into wriggling and twisted fly ash and disappeared, and soon new eyes and ears grew again.

Return to the temple.

She looked up at all the books of order, took a deep breath, the silver light in her eyes flickered, and announced loudly: "I stipulate that wherever my brilliance reaches, where the people are, sight, smell, and hearing are all separate from the soul as a separate entity!"

"This is the new order!"

"Om—" the rules were restructured.

A new order emerges.

Changing the rules of the world requires paying a heavy price.

This is the limit of what she can do.

The Goddess of Order fell to her knees.

The divine light flowed from her body, becoming the nutrient to form a new order, and in the temple, she slowly closed those silver eyes.