Genshin Impact: I live stream my world in Teyvat

Herobrine frowned slightly and glanced in the direction where 303 disappeared. He realized that it was Dinnerbone's sudden intervention that caused the Mourning Doll to lose control.

Herobrine felt a little unhappy at the feeling of having his inner world seen through.

Scythe Shadow HIM and Dark Hammer HIM are currently being restrained by Grave and Chris, and their strength is obviously much stronger than before.

It was a feeling of madness that came from extreme anger. There was no defense or reserve of physical strength at all, and one fought as if to burn oneself out.

Steve looked away.

With the two of them holding back Herobrine's two clones, he would have the opportunity to have a calm conversation with Herobrine.

This opportunity is hard to come by, he must seize the time.

"You don't actually want to be our enemy. If there is a chance to make the world truly harmonious, I think you will definitely be willing to contribute your own strength."

"It's just that you once took a completely opposite path. I can't say that this is absolutely wrong, but building a brand new world with the remains of the old world is really too extreme."

"It's not just me. I believe many people don't want to lose their thoughts and freedom and become puppets who only obey your orders."

"Similarly, you said that you like villagers, players, and all creations in this world. I think this must be because there are 'differences' between different people."

"Because everyone has a different past, they are also completely different individuals shaped by their past memories, so what they do and say is unknown."

"The world is fascinating because of the unknown. Otherwise, if everything is planned by you in advance and you can see the future results from the beginning, wouldn't your original intention be completely tainted?"

Herobrine narrowed his eyes at him.

There was no denial, no confirmation, and no further questioning.

Just as he raised his hand, three long bedrock spikes rose from under Steve's feet. If Steve had not reacted quickly, his body might have been pierced by them!

The God of War's Blade emitted a light blue flash in his hand. After a crisp click, the blade broke into five pieces, which were connected by a flexible sword bone. Not only could it be stretched into a sharp whip, but it could also be shortened into a harder blade!

"Oh my god! It feels so good to be together!"

Tony the Fishing Rod screamed:

“It’s an honor to contribute to the second form of the God of War Blade!”

Steve took a deep breath.

Faintly, he felt many warm hands covering the back of his hands.

When he looked up, he saw the transparent forms of 『Sensitivity』, 『Anger』, 『Optimism』, 『Reason』... standing on his left and right, looking at him with a smile on their faces.

"Combined with what Herobrine has revealed to everyone before, He should be in the same state of confusion now."

『Reason』 pushed up his glasses, reflecting a ray of wisdom:

"But, no matter how you look at him now, he doesn't seem to be 'questioning', and his behavior doesn't fit the character's logic."

“You mean…” Steve vaguely understood something.

Sensitive thought: "It seems that He is determined to start a war against us, although this is not necessary - in fact, our common enemies (Wanderers and Desecrators) are ready to make a move, and we should not fight among ourselves."

"Infighting?"

Frankly replied, "Yes, internal strife. The reason why this word popped up in your mind is that you actually regard Herobrine as your own companion, right? - Compared to those disgusting guys (Wanderers and Desecrators)."

Many voices in his heart lingered in Steve's ears, and the time in the outside world seemed to stop, giving Steve more time to think.

"What is the purpose of the Wanderers and the Blasphemers' coming?"

The words 'common enemy' flashed through Steve's mind.

If it weren't for the "sensitive" reminder just now, Steve would never have thought of this level.

Steve thought of something, but he didn't dare to admit it.

After struggling to block Herobrine's blows a few more times, the "sensitive" voice sounded again:

"Some villager scouts have appeared nearby."

"Villagers? Why are they running out here instead of staying in the camp?"

"They are always like this, trying to observe everything, but ignoring that they are also in a difficult situation at the moment." Reason replied.

"Think positively! This proves that the king is at least well protected by Mustard, isn't it?"

Speaking of mustard, "Sensitive" noticed again that under these reconnaissance soldiers, there was a one-block-high puppet creature riding on them. The movement speed was very fast, allowing them to hide in a direction that was difficult to detect and almost blend into the environment.

Just as Steve was momentarily stunned, Herobrine's voice rang out:

"I know you are always confused."

"I am confused as to why the world is full of disputes. Why people who were still chatting and laughing the day before would argue fiercely for a little bit of profit the next day. Why do people change so quickly? Why do everyone become vicious and cruel? Now, I will tell you the truth..."

With just a slight movement of raising his hand, a substitute puppet not far away, half of whose body was wrapped in a pitch-black shadow, suddenly shed all its disguises and turned back into its original appearance as a player.

However, when Herobrine raised his hand, his white eyes reappeared, without any trace of his previous pitiful look.

"Infecting players is easy for me."

"You are so stupid that you can't tell the difference between them from their appearance and outward personality."

At this moment, Steve's pupils suddenly shook.

"Does He want to... take all the blame on himself?" Sensitive was the first to think of this and screamed.

"This is unfair! You all know it! Many times, it is the players themselves who do things wrong, not those who are ordered by Herobrine!" "Justice" shouted.

Steve wasn't given any chance to reply.

A long obsidian pillar as flexible as a tentacle turned into a whip and knocked him aside as he jumped into the air.

The Ares Blade quickly extended into a snake blade, and its flexible joints wrapped around Steve's body, minimizing the damage from his fall.

And Herobrine's sonorous words obviously reached Greve's ears.

After being surprised by Chris's look, Greve shook his head in shock: "No, it's not like that..."

Now, hundreds of Wanderers came one after another. The two of them avoided them with clever body movements, making it impossible for the two Herobrine substitute puppets to fight with them, and only then did they have a chance to catch their breath.

Greif swallowed and said breathlessly:

"I admit that I have done many wrong things, bullied many villagers, and robbed many things..."

"But this is all from my heart, not Herobrine's so-called 'manipulation'..."

"I believe the same is true for many in my league."

"In other words, they were influenced by me and became worse and worse."

"But why is Herobrine now......"

Chris noticed several village scouts leaving quickly from the corner of his eye. He looked in the direction of the Kingdom's temporary camp. Thinking of the redstone glowing mechanism in their hands, his heart sank.

"Could it be that Herobrine... said that to those scouts on purpose?"

Greif also understood at this time: "He wants to take the blame?"

An extremely complex emotion surged into Greve's heart.

This person, who was once regarded as his number one enemy, now takes on everything and is willing to stand against everyone?

"I can't let Him do this..."

"It's not right for me and us to let others bear the consequences for our mistakes."

"Even if He is God, He is not qualified!"

When Greif said this, his eyes were red. Thinking of what he had done, he felt a strong sense of remorse:

"I clearly have to personally atone my sins... to all the villagers, players, and animals that I have bullied. Even if they are unwilling to forgive me, I will use my own actions to make up for my past mistakes..."

He looked at the shadow in the sky and whispered:

"Originally, I planned to kill all the blasphemers and then go find the king."

"Now, everything happened so unexpectedly... Why did He do this?"

Chris patted his shoulder and was about to speak when a deep and magnetic voice came from behind him:

"Now is not the time to blame yourself."

The two of them looked back vigilantly and found a drowned corpse wearing azure divine armor sitting on a pile of earth not far away, looking at everything with sorrow in his eyes.

"As for the question you asked..."

"My answer is-"

"Because He had embarked on a path of no return a long time ago."

The Drowned King jumped down from the slope, dragging the Tide Trident in his hand, making its tip scrape against the ground, rubbing out flashes of blue electric light.

"But that was the path He chose. There was no room for regret, and it was impossible to turn back halfway."

The Drowned King squinted at Herobrine in the distance, probably because He saw him as well.

It once did not understand why Herobrine was so extreme, so aloof, and so ruthless.

Now, after seeing His past, the Drowned King seemed to understand something.

But understanding does not mean that what already exists will be covered up.

Herobrine saved it, and then "killed" it, causing it to lose its companion forever. It was He who trained it and turned it into a demon that kills without blinking an eye.

So, at this moment, the Drowned King just shook his head slightly.

"So, you and I are the same people."

"In the past when there was no other choice, I was forced to walk a path of no return, a path destined to be lonely, despised by everyone, no one understood me, and in the end even I doubted myself."

Chris and Greve listened in silence.

The subtle words were also captured by the "sensitive" Steve from a distance.

"But, 'God' has given you expectations, making you believe that a new and beautiful future is ahead."

"So you walked and walked until your face became blurred, and you even forgot your name and the reason for your departure."

"Or maybe... I don't deserve these. It's just that in this world, some people are destined to become demons."

“And you just happened to be that person.”

(The above is the Drowned King talking to himself)

At this moment, the nearby wanderers were easily cleared out by Scythe Shadow HIM. Dark Hammer HIM hunched over, carrying the giant hammer on his shoulder, and with a huge sense of oppression, he pressed forward towards Chris and Grave step by step.

The next moment, a trident flashing with lightning suddenly rose from the ground, forming white lightning compressed to the extreme. The moment it expanded, it exploded directly in front of the two high-level stand-ins with a power comparable to 5 times that of TNT!

'boom--! ’

"Your puppet is destined to be destroyed."

The Drowned King said lightly.

——No one noticed when it buried these tridents underground.

Or rather.

After getting Qi You's recognition, the Sea Tide Trident once again underwent a legendary evolution, triggering a small-scale "Trident Carnival" that required no advance preparation.

"It will do you no good to go against me." Herobrine said in a deep voice.

The Drowned King said coldly:

"I never stand against anyone, nor do I side with anyone. I am just myself."

Having said that, Dark Hammer HIM stood up in an extremely twisted posture, raised his giant hammer stiffly, and tried to launch a sneak attack on the Drowned King.

However, he was hit directly on the back of the neck by a swirling sea trident and fainted.

The Drowned King grabbed the swirling Sea Tide Trident in mid-air and hummed:

"What a pathetic person. He has been deprived of his own self and still cannot escape your control."

It looked at Herobrine:

"Can't you hear the desperate cries of so many free souls trapped in rigid bodies? What's even more ridiculous is that this is the 'foundation' of the new world you mentioned."

Dark Hammer HIM and Scythe Shadow HIM gave up their offensive against the surrounding wanderers and handed them over to the ordinary stand-in puppets - because they felt a greater threat.

With a flash of his figure, the loyal guard appeared in front of Herobrine with a fierce look on his face.

"The foundation of a new world will never be the wreckage of living things."

The Drowned King swung the Sea Trident in his hand and pointed it directly at Herobrine:

"So, I came here not only to free them (players controlled by Herobrine), but also to persuade you to stop..."

"Look up and see the world."