After the Main God Space Goes Bankrupt

"Just in case, turn on the thinking speed with the highest multiple to delay the time, lest these rats in the gutter find out that something is wrong and forcibly cut off the network."

"..."

Kirito, who stayed in this group of people, quietly watched these elites among the human beings who call themselves "gods". .

He will not tell them that the so-called "virtual network" is actually his domain, and that "artificial intelligence" is not a real omnic, but a magic weapon created by the artificial soul he cultivated through the fluctlight system.

Even these human elites are just objects he uses, relying on their resourcefulness to deal with late enemies.

If he can survive this test, then these human elites will be useless, and if he can't, he can drag a large number of people to bury them.

"Kirito, is this really possible?"

The harem girlfriends sitting beside him asked worriedly.

"No problem at all."

Looking at these elites who have been 'fooled' by him, they have already begun to conduct various psychological analyzes on the enemies on the screen, preparing to unravel the opponent clearly, and then use the power of the group to drive the opponent into the bottomless abyss, Kirito He comforted his confidante with a smile.

"Among the billions of people here, there are elites in various fields!"

That's right, without mentioning anything else, is it possible that this enemy, who has been late for ten years, can outmatch the elites from all walks of life who stand out among the billions of people in terms of strategy?

What's more, his virtual kingdom of God has already included billions of people around the world, which is equivalent to a person on the other side trying to fight against the incense and thoughts formed by the gathering of billions of people.

If there is such power, why is he dragged into the virtual kingdom of God just by meeting him?

……

After taking out a musket and going five consecutive times, the white-clothed samurai had a samurai sword in one hand and a long spear in the other. He showed everyone's demeanor in every move. Every move was simple and concise, without any redundancy or the slightest Pompous.

This is a battlefield martial art without any decorations, a skill honed to kill people at the fastest speed.

Under the continuous attack of the storm, Xia Lin is like a small sampan in the storm, which may be overturned and sunk by huge waves anytime and anywhere, and then sink into the vast ocean and be swallowed by the bottomless abyss.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

Every time, when the lightsaber collides with the katana or the gun blade, there will be a crisp collision sound, and the sparks will fall on the reed grass, disappearing under the night.

However, Xia Lin, who seemed to be about to die here after making a single mistake, swung the crimson lightsaber in one hand and blocked every attack of the white warrior, whether it was a long spear thrusting upwards vigorously or a samurai sword swiftly. The slashing blows like the wind, whether it was the sweep of the golden thunder, or the sword energy that split the vacuum, were all blocked by him one by one amidst the sound of iron clanging.

Grasping a flaw, Xia Lin swung away the samurai sword and spear with one sword, and when the white-clothed samurai opened his empty door, he pushed forward and pierced his heart with his sword.

However, after Xia Lin pulled the lightsaber from him, the white warrior did not just die. Some kind of unreasonable law allowed him to use an iron knife and an iron gun to face the plasma bound by a strong magnetic field. He was beaten back and forth, and even though he was pierced through the body repeatedly by the lightsaber, he seemed to be okay, and healed in the blink of an eye, as if he had an immortal body.

This was already the fourth time that Xia Lin had given him a fatal blow.

Knees slightly bent, the white warrior straightened up again just as his knees were about to kneel down, and slashed out, but Xia Lin easily parried him, then he lifted up, lifted the samurai sword, and supported Before the warrior in white had time to regain his posture, he slashed across his waist with a sideways sword.

After the fifth fatal blow, the white-clothed warrior finally knelt down powerlessly, and fell to his knees among the reeds.

"drink!!"

The warrior in white who was kneeling on the grass didn't have the strength to stand up again this time.

"Do it!!"

Xia Lin slashed down with a sword.

"Well done...wolf..."

Chapter 623 If God Helps?Blow your wits!

The fallen warrior in white shattered into countless shimmering fragments, and the grassland covered with reeds also began to disintegrate, and then the whole world collapsed amidst the roar, and fell straight down into the darkness until it disappeared without a trace.

And in the darkness, Xia Lin looked at this imaginary space, and murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "Is this a bit too smooth?"

Of course, this doesn't refer to Xia Lin himself, but refers to the protagonist who he threw into this timeline.

The information read from the white-clothed samurai named [Juvenile Master - Wei Ming Yixin] shows that this is a virtual character, but it actually exists in this virtual kingdom of God, created through a device called the fluctuating light system Come out, and then kill the players who play virtual games, absorb their diffuse negative emotions, and finally refine the fakes into real ones.

Moreover, there are more than one or two virtual characters after refining the fakes into reality, which is a kind of cheap cannon fodder in the entire virtual kingdom of God.

But even if they are cannon fodder, they are also cannon fodder for legendary templates in the virtual kingdom of God, and because they are popular characters from various games, under the influence of the virtual kingdom of God, they have digital templates, and they must follow the rules of the game. Rules can beat them.

That is to cut their health bars and finish all their stages.

"Aren't I still a boss?"

Originally, he thought that he would be regarded as a world boss in an online game, and be surrounded by a group of friends and friends from the fourth natural disaster.

Unexpectedly, the other party felt that he was not good enough for the boss, so he found a suffering boss in the game and prepared to let him enjoy the treatment of those players who had to suffer for more than ten hours to pass the level.

However, Xia Lin doesn't really care about this kind of treatment. What he cares more about is whether the protagonist who has integrated into this timeline is too smooth? !

When I first entered, I found a way to remove the repulsion of the timeline correction force.

After integrating into this world, it took only ten years to create this virtual kingdom of God.

I don't know if it was because of the protagonist's unexpected move that Xia Lin entered ten years late.

Billions of people in this world are played by the protagonist in the palm of his hand, and many elites among human beings are also played around by him without anyone discovering the truth behind it.

Even in this timeline, there is already a person with the same name and surname, who can enjoy the treatment of the protagonist.

But this does not mean that the protagonist who kills another self to integrate into this world can inherit the treatment of the protagonist of the other self, and the journey is smooth, as if God has helped...

Wait, God help?