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

The World Tree is huge and vast, containing billions of stars and giving birth to countless large worlds. Each of its fruits represents a planet where civilization was born.

It can be said that the World Tree itself is a miracle, inherently mysterious and full of Holy Spirit.

However, the current condition of this holy tree is very bad. The indescribably huge tree body and branches are covered with traces of carvings and gouges. The traces left by the battles are still clearly visible after the baptism of time.

Forcibly descending on Blue Star, this strange fairy also paid a certain price. In a short period of time, he would not be able to launch it a second time.

"Oh... that damn Yaksha, it's obviously dead, yet it can still disgust me!"

"And that Lin En, he actually cracked the mark left by me. He is obviously just a humble and insignificant insect, no... not even worse than an insect. In my eyes, he is just one of the billions of worlds in my body. Motes of dust!!!”

"How dare he, how dare he disobey my will?"

In the gloomy ancient hall, at the core of World Tree's will, a dark coffin was flowing out with dark red blood. A burst of difficult breathing and murmurs came from it, and his tone was full of anger and resentment.

"A bunch of losers! Trash! Twenty-five guys, what do I need from you?"

The boss let out a hysterical roar, unable to accept this result, and the entire ancient palace composed of will was shaking!

"Ah!! Boss, calm down. No matter what, I am your most loyal servant. You need me..."

The clown stood tremblingly beside the coffin, fearing that the angry boss would kill him!

The boss in the coffin fell into a deathly silence after venting his anger.

Of the five producers who originally participated in the weird game, two died, two rebelled, and in the boss's camp, there was only one clown with low combat effectiveness.

Looking at this incompetent fun man and the funny smile with a mocking effect on the mask on his face, the boss has an uncontrollable murderous intention towards the clown!

However, the boss will not kill the clown for the time being. He will use the clown to invade Blue Star and create opportunities for him to come. "

There was a slight gap in the coffin lid held up by the big branch, and a bloody gaze with a strong sense of oppression emerged from the gap in the coffin, looking at the clown.

"Won't I kill you? Okay, you go and kill Linn for me!"

After hearing this, the clown sweated on his forehead and said hesitantly: "Boss...don't you know that Lin En already has the strength of a weird fairy? You want me to kill him?"

The boss' murderous intention became more intense: "Why, you don't want to?"

From the gaps in the dark coffin, countless tiny tentacles stretched out, surrounding the clown, like a poisonous snake spreading its fangs, observing the clown's reaction.

If the clown dares to say no, he will probably be devoured and killed by the boss on the spot.

The clown immediately straightened his back and said righteously: "It's right to die for the boss, but I'm really not afraid of death. I'm afraid that with my current strength, I will be left in vain after I die. Such a death is meaningless. of."

"I want to continue to serve you in the future, so I dare to borrow seven or eight fairy-level props from you for use. I promise to take Lin En's head and present it to you!"

The boss almost laughed angrily at the clown: "Tricky fairy-level props? There are seven or eight of them, you really dare to think, if I had so many, how could I have been seriously injured by the banished Yaksha back then?"

The clown lowered his eyebrows and said, "Boss, how about one or two pieces..."

After a moment of silence, the boss made a choice. He decided to give the clown a magical-level prop.

The coffin opened a corner again, and the gap was even larger, enough to accommodate an adult's arm.

A tan tentacle emerged from it, and in its hand was an item. It seemed to be an ancient badge, with dark blood stains on the surface and a strange and ominous aura.

The clown immediately stretched out his hands to catch it, and the bloody badge fell into the clown's palm. The clown immediately felt an extremely dangerous aura, as if it was trying to attract his body, mind, and soul.

His back was bent, and he held the strange Holy Emblem in both hands, trying his best to get it as close to his eyes as possible, wanting to put the Holy Emblem on his forehead. He couldn't help but want to become the slave of this emblem!

"Snapped!"

At the critical moment, the boss took action. He wiped the surface of the badge and wiped away the dull blood stains on the surface. The surface of the badge immediately flashed with a silver luster, and soon lost its effect and lost its influence on the clown. attraction.

The clown immediately regained consciousness. He took two steps back in shock and said in surprise:

"Boss, this prop...is poisonous!"

The boss's tone was slightly hoarse: "It was just an ordinary badge. Later, I took it into the coffin for many years and was stained with my blood. It turned into a fairy-level prop, a pious blood badge."

"Those who own it will be worshiped by all living things. You will be like a god walking on earth, gaining countless believers. These believers will eventually become weird. Remember, the higher the weirdness of the Blue Star, the easier it will be for me to come. .”

"But...but it just tried to control me?" The clown was a little shocked.

He looked down and saw that at some point, dark blood began to leak out from the badge, and a strong desire to be controlled surged into his heart again.

The clown immediately followed the boss's example and wiped the printed badge, and then the breathtaking power disappeared again.

The boss said calmly: "It stays with me and absorbs my blood, so it naturally has a strong negative effect. This blood badge will try to control you and turn you into its puppet. As long as you don't let it completely By turning into blood color, you can avoid the negative effects of being taken away from your body."

The clown looked sad: "Then what if I accidentally forget?"

Boss: "Then you will become its puppet and walk on the earth in its place. After you die, it will look for a new host again. Do you understand?"

The clown's eyes brightened, and he made an OK gesture towards the boss: "Boss, I suddenly thought of a very evil and sick plan to make that Linn fall into pain, despair and sadness!"

The boss was very interested: "Oh? Tell me about your plan?"

While wiping the blood badge, the clown described his evil plan to the boss: "Lynn established the Ghost Controllers Association in Blue Star to resist the strange invasion. With this pious blood badge, I can do it without any effort. , turning all of Linn's closest friends and relatives into strange creatures..."

"In the end, everyone in Blue Star, except for Linn, will devoutly believe in me and turn into weird monsters. At that time, I will let them attack Linn."