Weird game invasion, one billion dollars to become the ghost king

The painter finally made his choice. He looked helplessly at the writer Hill and said solemnly: "I choose Lynn..."

"The right choice, I will try my best to help you remove the inner demon mark."

Lin En let out a breath and relaxed a little. Although he knew that the painter would most likely choose him, he didn't want to gamble his life a second time.

When hearing this expected answer, writer Hill pursed his lips and his pupils dilated: "No...Painter, you actually voted too, you idiot, have you ever thought about what I should do?" !”

Lin En said calmly: "Why don't you vote too."

Hill hesitated. The removal of Lope's inner demon mark did make her very envious. She felt a little shaken in her heart, but when she thought of the terrifying boss, Hill didn't dare to do so.

The painter stared at Hill: "The fate of the geisha is still fresh in my mind. I would rather die here than go back. As for you, Hill, you have two choices."

"No, you gave me multiple-choice questions?" Writer Hill pointed at his nose and said blankly.

Painter: "First, you can surrender voluntarily now and still retain a trace of dignity. Second, you are not decent. I can help you show dignity and catch you with my own hands and hand you over to Linn."

Writer Hill jumped up and said in embarrassment: "Hey! You guy, are you using me as a proxy!?"

The painter said seriously: "You understand, this is to save you!"

"Me and me, my friends, why don't you look at me? Am I not better than Hill?"

The clown on the side felt that he was being ignored, and he was very unhappy!

The painter looked down upon him: "You? Besides snitching on the boss, being very capable of escaping, confusing right and wrong, and being suspicious of your colleagues, what else can you do?"

Hill, who was listening on the side, agreed very much in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out loud, and his face turned red.

The clown was immediately defeated by the painter's output.

He stamped his feet on the spot: "Okay! That's very well said. I originally wanted to give you one last chance, but I didn't expect you to humiliate me like this."

Lin En was also happy: "Joker, you have tried all your tricks, but in the end, you are going to die at the hands of your former colleagues. How do you feel now?"

"Really? Am I going to die?"

The corners of the clown's mouth widened slightly: "I know you will definitely choose this way, but you should also know the consequences of betraying the boss. If you do this, you will definitely die an ugly death, and you will not even be left with any scum left!"

The painter pushed up his glasses and looked at the clown: "I don't know anything else, but please don't worry, I will take you away before the inner demon mark completely breaks out."

The clown spread his hands: "Huh? So there's nothing to talk about?"

The painter slowly rose into the air, vibrating the wings behind him, "I will not be willing to kill you until I kill you. Revenge for the geisha is the common wish of everyone!"

The clown touched his nose: "Sure enough, in a team, an outstanding person will always be jealous."

Lin En was speechless and complained: "Do you dare to be more narcissistic? You are the most annoying person in the team!"

Although the painter has some shortcomings, it is very easy to crush the two makers in front of him.

Feeling the terrifying momentum of the painter, writer Hill turned pale with fright. He held his notebook and backed away for fear of being affected.

Faced with the painter's suppression, the clown did not panic at all.

The clown laughed in an exaggerated and funny manner: "Hahaha, painter, before I went out today, I guessed that you might be a kid, so I borrowed something from the boss to save my life!"

Hill was surprised: "Eh? When did it happen?"

Clown: "This life-saving method must be used last. Otherwise, do you think I dare to come here?"

The painter frowned: "Unless the boss comes in person, no one can save you."

The corner of the clown's mouth sketched: "Painter, you don't really think that you have become a ghost, do you? The difference between missing and missing is even greater than the difference between an S-class and a fierce god!"

After saying that, the clown bent down and bowed:

"Boss, please give this world a look of destruction!"

From behind him, a huge and strange purple arc door appeared out of thin air.

"Kakkaka..."

The door made a sound of opening, and countless tentacle-like things pulled at the door frame, trying to pour out from inside, but he was very weak and failed.

Finally, a red pupil with an erect head looked towards the painter through the door.

"The perfect and mysterious aura..."

At that moment, the painter only felt his soul trembling, unable to resist at all. He was really like an ant in front of the boss, and he also truly felt the approach of death.

With the inner demon seal and realm suppression, it doesn't take much effort to crush him to death.

"Ah!"

Under the urging of the boss, the blood-colored heart demon mark between the painter's eyebrows flashed dazzlingly and rapidly. They consumed the painter's mental energy faster than before.

The painter could only hold his head, fell to the ground, and let out a low roar of pain.

Hill who was present was intimidated by this gaze, his teeth chattered with fear, he did not dare to move at all, his body was trembling, and he felt that his life depended on the boss's thoughts.

Only Lin En was not affected by the boss's gaze and could even look at him specially.

He possesses a mental power that far exceeds that of the evil god, and is enough to resist Cthulhu's gaze.

Come to think of it, Boss and Cthulhu belong to the same level of pollution.

But Lin En couldn't do anything at this moment. The boss personally threw his power and activated the inner demon seal to kill the painter. Even if the painter became a fairy, he still couldn't compete.

Lin En could only watch the painter's vitality disappear little by little. When the painter died, would it be his turn?

No, if the boss could come to Blue Star at will, we would have lost long ago!

This is still not the arrival of the true body, this is the gaze from another dimension.

The boss is here specifically to clean up the traitors in his team!

Lin En figured this out quickly. He finally got a teammate at the level of an immortal, but he was going to die.

The painter chose himself, and he should save the painter.

Is there really no way?

But just when Linn felt in trouble.

A familiar voice sounded from behind Linn.

"Hey, hey, hey, my little snail is back...wait, what's going on, the gods are fighting, ugh! I'm just passing by, I'm sorry, you continue..."

Xiaowo had just burst out of the void. As soon as she opened her eyes, she felt a terrifying aura that made her hair stand on end. She was so scared that Xiaowo shrank her neck and turned around on the spot to run away.

However, she bumped into the chest of Hong Wedding Dress behind her, and with a duang sound, she was bounced back.

Hong Wedding Dress said coldly: "What are you afraid of? Go back!"

Xiaowo could only turn around helplessly and depressedly: "Can't you be gentler?"

Lin En turned around and saw that it was Hong Wedding Dress who had returned. Surprise flashed in his eyes and he was very excited: "Xiaowo, Wanqing, you are back!"

When Hong Wedding Dress saw the current situation, there was a hint of surprise and worry in her eyes: "Husband, are we not late?"

Lin En said happily: "How come, it's just the right time."

At this time, there was a terrifying aura coming from the black hole behind Hong Wedding Dress.

The clown was shocked: "You guys are shaking people too?!"

Lin En smiled and said: "Do you think you are the only one who can call people?!"