It's Broken, the Evil Young Master Took the Script of the Heroine!

"Gone."

Freya looked indifferent: "If you want to blame it, blame yourself, you stinky woman. It's all your fault for quitting early, and you don't know when you will wait next time, so please repent here."

After speaking, Freya stopped going to see Lin Wuyue, afraid that she couldn't help tying her up and whipping her, then turned and left the room.

Lin Wuyue rolled a few more times on the ground, staring at the ceiling with wide eyes, as if she could see the outline of Rin on the wallpaper.

All the pain before, all the sadness, it doesn't matter anymore!

Not only does my brother like her, but he also kisses her!

Isn't this much stronger than those Bichi?

That's right, it doesn't matter anymore!

But just relying on Freya is definitely not enough, just as she is cautious, she can't make a big deal!

Even if we can meet in a dream, and we can find a chance to assimilate into reality, then we don't know that the year of the monkey is gone.

Thinking of this, Lin Wuyue's madness subsided, and she silently sat cross-legged.

In fact, when Rin quickly exited the dream, she released a little bit of the power of the evil god to contaminate Rin's consciousness, but this power is very subtle, and it will not directly affect Rin, but use a little bit to infect the world.

Thanks to her writing novels and digging too many holes, she thought about it carefully before and really found a loophole.

In her original novel, she mentioned a country named Yue Lun that believed in a "great god". In the last war between humans and demons, she pretended to take refuge in the demons, intending to fish in troubled waters and finally destroy the strong human beings and the demons. Sacrifice to summon the nameless god.

In the end, it naturally failed, and was also hostile to the world, and finally exiled near Eden.

This great god is a nonsense from Lin Wuyue. In fact, it has never appeared from the beginning to the end. It doesn't even have a name. It is just a state that is gradually generated by consciousness between the virtual and the real.

As the function of the evil god, through the evil spirit's whispering or unspeakable dreams, it can make some special people fanatical pursuit of belief in the evil god.

It just so happened that the power and power of the evil gods are quite strange, and many sects don't even know what the evil gods they believe in exist, just a symbol is enough to make them pious to death.

Taking advantage of the fact that the original natives didn't know what kind of god they believed in, using the power of the evil god to infect a little bit, substituting this god, waiting for the opportunity to complete the sacrifice and appear directly, this is Lin Wuyue's plan.

Moreover, this plan must not be told to anyone.

Originally, even if she was alive, the God Realm would only find out that the nameless god was influenced by coincidences and the will of the world, and it was Lin Wuyue's conclusion that it was Lin Wuyue by mistake, but if she said it, it would be another matter. .

Just do it!

Lin Wuyue's eyes were full of determination, her consciousness sank, she didn't know how long it took to open her eyes, her eyes were full of evil intentions.

Brother wait for me, my sister will definitely bring you back!

……

In the snowy area north of Eden, a young girl woke up from a dream and couldn't help but stretch out her hand to cover her head, which was dripping with cold sweat.

Why...why do you have that strange dream.

She looked at the palm of her hand, her pupils tightening suddenly.

it is true!The dream is real!

The endless nothingness in the dream, as well as the call of the gods, shuttled through the nothingness, and saw scenes of grotesque scenes that seemed to be able to insinuate one's heart, whispering in a trance, and finally this symbol appeared.

A symbol somewhat like an eye, with three circles in the pupil, interlaced.

She quickly put on her clothes and rushed out of the heavy big tent, looking around it was full of snow, surrounded by tents like big bags.

Some people in the center are busy, carrying the beasts to the center platform.

The people who come and go are all the old, the weak, the sick, the young, the young and the children.

Originally, they were young and strong, but... because a very ferocious monster with a level of more than 70 was raging, and finally "taken" away the lives of those people, and saved hundreds of people. The word home.

It was already very difficult to survive in the snowy environment where the cold and bone-piercing monsters were everywhere. The few laborers were still attenuated, and more children fell ill because of their infirmity, which made everything even more desperate.

Chapter 110 Eighth God Said: Brother, Brother, My Brother

"Xiaoyin, don't you usually take part in sacrifices? What's up today..."

The leading young man is the girl's elder brother Yan, who is actually only 27 years old, but he looks older.

Yan knew that her younger sister had already lost her faith because of despair and had not participated in the sacrifice for a long time. It was strange to see her appear now.

As for himself, he is also ambiguous about this so-called god. Probably the last belief is actually just a cake drawn by the elders who have passed away.

"I...want to see it today."

The girl had long silver hair, a thin body, and her silver-white eyes were full of blankness. She looked down at the lines on her palms, and was speechless.

"Okay, with my sister, who is a high priest, maybe... it will bring good luck to everyone."

"Hopefully."

The sacrifice was about to begin soon, and the few hundred remaining people in the country surrounded the sacrifice altar and looked at the altar blankly and numbly.

Half of these people are old people and women, and they are all ordinary living positions, and the rest are almost all teenagers and children.

Among them, the ranks that have formed combat power or can contribute are all under Yan's command, working hard for everyone's survival.

Yin pursed her lips, stood on the stage, and hummed a song softly. This is the talent of the high priest class, and it is chanted to reinforce her beliefs.

The profession of high priest is very special. It is the intermediary between believers and gods. The strength of power depends entirely on the piety of believers. The more piety can provide the gods with more faith, the higher the feedback she can get.

It's just... now that the vast majority of people have lost their faith, so her power is also very weak.

Everything at the moment is just a tradition left by the older generation, and I am reluctant to leave it behind for the time being. At least I can leave some hope with luck.

The sacrificial ceremony officially began. The beasts were cut their throats and bleed, and the blood slowly flowed along the carved array patterns on the sacrificial altar.

Everyone closed their eyes and chanted sacrificial words softly.

But this time, the sound was chanting according to the murmur that appeared many times in the dream.

Surprisingly, the sacrificial inscription pattern, which was originally dead and silent, suddenly sat in a red light and lit up, instantly dyeing everything around it red.

At the same time, in the exclamations of everyone, Yin felt a force pouring into his body, and some skills that had been dimmed suddenly appeared in his mind.

There was a light of excitement in her eyes, and suddenly she walked quickly to the side of a woman holding a child under the stage.

The child in the woman's arms was only four or five years old. At this time, her face was black and blue, and she had been in a coma.

"Supreme noble and great god, please grant your most devout believers who can follow the power behind you, resist disasters, and disperse!"

A mysterious force flowed along Yin's palm, and finally turned into a black mist to wrap the child, and then quickly dissipated.

The dark blue on the child's face was also taken away by the black force, and after the eyelashes shook, he woke up.

There was an uproar.

Yan grabbed her sister's shoulder excitedly: "Yin? What's going on! Your power..."

"This is, the power brought by sacrifice is only temporary."

Excitement and hope also flashed in Yin's eyes, and she spread out her palms to show her brother: "Brother! God, Lord God really exists! She is awake! She specially guided me in my dream!"

"Although it's only a temporary power, it can also cure everyone's disease! As long as everyone continues to believe in the great God, my power will become strong enough to protect everyone! The Lunar Congress will return to prosperity!"

"Yes... Is it the Lord God who guides you?!"

Yan still felt a little unbelievable, and danced with joy: "What else did Lord God say?"

This stopped Yin, she tilted her head: "It seems... also said... brother, brother, brother is mine."

"Well, I'm not sure, maybe I heard it wrong, or this is the language of the gods that is different from ours..."

……

Rin also woke up from the dream at this time, staring blankly at the ceiling.

After a long while, he rolled directly on the bed, screaming and twisting the quilt into a twist.

Labor and management... Labor and management actually kissed that pervert Lin Wuyue? !And kiss or mouth? !

It's over, this life is ruined!

Um?its not right!

Rin, who was twisting the quilt, suddenly stopped and scratched her hair.

"That's just a dream... Yes, it's just a dream."

Thinking about it this way, I feel a lot more comfortable.

It wasn't real in the dream, and no one would know if he didn't say it.

Just shut up this nightmare as non-existent rubbish.

Rin lay flat on the bed with all fours up, and glanced at the clock sideways. It was less than five o'clock, but he couldn't sleep.

My head is full of images from my dreams.

"Hey, I still miss my sister very much."

Counting the time, I haven't seen Lin Wuyue for almost two months... The time between the two from childhood to adulthood will never exceed a month... Even if Lin Wuyue is on a school trip or the like, it will be every three days. called him.

Of course, referring to the family landline.

It's been so long now, I don't know what Lin Wuyue's mood is like, anyway, he's quite similar.

Since she couldn't sleep anymore, Rin simply got up to wash and change clothes, and went out to breathe.

Naturally, the aristocratic dormitory of the Different World School does not set a specified time to open and close the door like Shui Lanxing. Here, it is always open 24 hours a day unless there is an emergency.

Even if it is not yet dawn, you can still come in and out at will.

It's almost the end of summer, and it's not so hot in the morning, and it's still a bit cool.

Rin was in a better mood. Before dawn, there would be no one in the school park, so she was ready to go for a walk to relax.

The school park is located in the center of the three-grade school district.

That chair was where I used to feed the silly roe deer waste, but there seemed to be someone on the bench at this time.

Rin was curious, and took a closer look, only to find a familiar pink head.

Elise was holding something, sitting on the bench, staring at the small fountain in front of her, looking silly.

Rin suddenly became wicked, tiptoed close to Elise, and then suddenly attacked and grabbed her dumb hair.

"Wow! Wow! Holy Light!"