A Full-level Commander Who Joins the Chat Group

Then, a huge, indescribably pitch-black monster, dozens of times the size of the empty flesh and blood planet, squirmed out from the darkness, stretched out countless tentacles of different sizes, and wrapped the trembling flesh and blood sphere , and then disappear.

The black man was standing beside Jiang Cheng, smiling as the black tentacles wrapped around the flesh and blood planet.

"It's time to wake up from the dream, child."

"Welcome to reality."

......

"Keep sleeping, Amiya dear."

The sky distorted into a strange color, the forest was burning with flames, and the ground collapsed into an irregular floating island, with chaotic logical errors at the border, and towers made of countless monsters and human corpses.

And at the top of the tower, the green goblin smiled sweetly.

"Yelif..."

Amiya looked at the green goblin who had been by her side from the very beginning and always had that smile, and for the first time felt hatred for that warm and sunny smile from the bottom of her heart.

Deceiving, disguising, fooling, betraying, wantonly playing with other people's lives for one's own evil taste, distorting normal creatures into monsters, and setting those existences that could have communicated into distorted monsters, every time it seems to usher in a happy ending Just playfully destroy everything...

It's like a brave man who worked so hard and finally killed the demon king. When he was about to go back to hold a celebration banquet, the thief who was talking and laughing before was hanged on a tree, and the witch who had been taking care of the brave man failed in the magic experiment Turned into a monster, the lady pastor was taken as a living sacrifice by the gods she believed in, and she was still calling the name of the brave before she died...

Whoever she gets close to will die, and each death is worse than the last.

In this long dream, it's not that Amiya didn't think of giving up, and wanted to spend the rest of her life with those people she already knew and knew well...but they were all dead.

Some died in front of her, some died in her arms, some were killed by her personally, and some were already mutilated corpses when she passed by, and there were still corpses beside her that she said she wanted to eat. A pancake was covered in blood and minced meat.

And the murderer who caused all this was right in front of her, the green goblin still had that sunny and gentle smile on his face, trying to persuade her to go back and continue this 'wonderful' dream with gentle words.

"You killed them all... But is it worth it? They trust you so much, love you so much, that's why they were killed by you so easily..."

"Dear Amiya, after you kill me, you can't turn back. If you stop here, this game will continue. I will restart this world, and they will all come back. You can still be with them." ..."

"Are you going to kill me? You have to think clearly, if you kill me, this world will collapse, and then they will never come back..."

"No, it's not right to say that. It should be said that as long as I am still alive, they will not die completely, but if you kill me, they will die too... Do you want to kill them again with your own hands? ?”

puff-

The sound of the blade piercing into the flesh sounded.

Yelifu looked at the holy sword pierced into her chest, slowly raised her head, and saw Amiya holding the hilt of the holy sword with cold eyes.

"Ah... have you made your choice?"

Yelliff laughed.

Amiya didn't reply, she turned the hilt of her sword with force.

puff-

The blade flew out with blood, and Yellif's expression began to twist: "It hurts, dear Amiya, it hurts, stop now, I'm doing it for your own good..."

Amiya didn't answer, she swung the holy sword again, and chopped Yellif's head off, blood gushing like a column.

Yelive didn't expect Amiya to be so decisive, and when she died, she still had a look of astonishment on her face.

But this is not the end.

Amiya raised her head, and Yelifu's voice came from her ear again, but it was not as gentle as before, and there was a little bit of anger mixed in it.

"Amiya, even if it's you, I'll be angry..."

Under the distorted sky, the black monster tore through the barrier of space, staring at Amiya with scarlet eyes.

But Amiya still didn't answer, she swung the holy sword, and the pitch-black beast was split in half before it could finish speaking, and the black blood rained down on the ground.

But it's still not over.

The world was in turmoil, and a female face full of weirdness rose from the end of the continent—but it was only a face, and there were no human limbs behind that face, only squirming black and red flesh and tentacles .

The elf incarnation derived from itself, the black beast inherited from Naia, and the female incarnation inherited from the black goat, these are the three forms of Yellif.

Different from the previous two incarnations, the incarnation of Yelifu is the source of her creative ability, and it is also the embodiment of her "creator" identity in the dream, with completely different strengths from the previous two.

"Amiya dear..." The face of the weird huge woman was full of tenderness and love, but her eyes were full of anger.

Amiya held the holy sword and stared calmly at the huge woman's face in the distance.

"Yelif, you will die here today."

"Hee hee hee hee——" Yellif let out a weird laugh, the smile was distorted and crazy, and the strange pupils that made people feel uncomfortable stared at Amiya: "It's just right, I want to say this too, today , I will keep you here no matter what, after killing you, I will clear your memory and start everything again..."

"By the way, there are also those guys who come to make trouble, I will also throw them out. How dare they set foot on my stage and pollute it with those boring scripts..."

Yelifu looked like a madman, staring at Amiya with eyes mixed with love, hatred, anger and other complex emotions.

"This is a story of the two of us, and it will never end!"

......

"you lose."

Standing on the incomplete ground covered with black and red flesh, Amiya calmly looked at the huge human face that had fallen to the ground in front of her.

Yelifu couldn't believe it: "How is it possible... I am the creator, I know your attributes, there is no way you can defeat me..."