After I became an ancient god

Ke Su, who was confused by everything around him, clicked on the game panel and began to check the plot.

This is a newly opened copy of a virtual game in troubled times.

The background of the story is very simple. On a continent of swords and magic, in the age of ancient imperial power, there are seven demon kings representing the seven original sins harassing the peace of the entire continent.

Players from the outside world have struggled to become brave and defeat the devil kings of seven original sins in order to save the people on the mainland.

And in this game, the role he plays is one of the seven original sins, a subordinate of the greedy demon king, a young man who is about to be burned to death by the villagers.

His task is to be rescued by the players, and then be influenced, to be a competent boy and lead the players to the temple of the greedy devil.

Ke Su glanced around and thought to himself, so he was playing the role of an NPC.

Playing as an NPC in a virtual game?

Are those talking to themselves players?

Ke Su glanced at the five players around him, all of them looked strange.

Although the limbs are normal, like a human being, but the facial features are crooked, not to mention, there are things like tentacles growing on the mouth, which swing when talking, just like an octopus.

"Hurry up and give the task! Idiot!"

When Ke Su flipped through the plot briefly, the players next to him were already impatiently waiting.

They wandered around with their weapons in their hands, wishing they could chop up this procrastinating NPC in front of them right now.

Ke Su, who had been scolded for no reason, glanced at them. Just as he was about to take them to the temple to die, he found that a lot of skills were suddenly displayed on the system panel, and all of them were automatically upgraded to the full level. It seems to be the game gift package from before. role.

In this case, the players next to them will not be enough to watch.

Ke Su looked at his game character who had reached the full level of [-], and at the nearby players who had just reached level [-], and the blood bars above their heads that made people want to move.

This game should not let him play the role of NPC to go through the plot, so these players should also be able to kill, otherwise the blood bar will not be displayed.

Thinking of this, Ke Su started to look at his skill panel, planning to kill a few foul-mouthed players next to him and try out how the skill feels.

While Ke Su was preparing his skills, the players next to him were chatting boringly about him.

One of the purple-haired players frowned and looked at the NPC in front of him.

He dislikes the NPCs in this newly opened dungeon. Their facial features are too symmetrical, which is the opposite of Wei Yaweng's aesthetics.

It can't be said that it's a bit ugly, it can only be said that it's so ugly that he can't bear to look directly at it.

He didn't like Ke Su, an NPC with a particularly upright appearance.

Uglier than other NPCs, I really don't know what the main brain thinks this time, picking these ugly things from low-level civilizations to be NPCs.

"...I really don't know why you like the eyes of these ugly things so much, don't you find it disgusting?" the purple-haired player said, raising his eyebrows and looking at his friend next to him.

"No way, although they are ugly, their eyes are really delicious. This is the only value of these natives!"

The tentacles around the mouth of the player with dyed blue hair fluttered around, looking salivatingly at Kesu's half-drowned eyes, liking the obsidian-like light in them.

As a high-level species of the Weiya civilization, they are very clear about the identities of these natives who were scavenged from low-level civilizations as NPCs, but they don't care. Instead, they often use these species as food.

Anyway, they are all things with low IQ like animals, and they look different from these advanced species, so it is understandable to treat them as food.

Some players like to eat the limbs of the natives, some like to eat the eyes, and of course there are some who don't like to eat anything. Lan Mao himself is the kind of player who likes to cook NPCs very much.

In the game, many recipes and cooking magic are specially prepared for this type of players, which is very considerate.

As long as the NPC completes the task, he can immediately dismember the NPC and take away the parts he wants to eat, and the game master will not object at all.

After all, once the soul data is imprisoned by the game, they can only follow the plot according to the arrangement of the game master, and there is no way to get free. If they die, the next NPC will take over.

The mastermind wanted to die more, anyway, the players gave money, as long as there was money to take, who would care about the life and death of NPCs.

"... Tsk, is this NPC's brain broken? Where's the main brain? Can't even manipulate him to continue the game?"

The crowd who had waited for a long time finally became completely impatient. They glared at the black-haired young man surrounded by them in the center, and spoke in a bad tone.

Generally speaking, even if there are NPCs who are passive and sabotage, there will be masterminds manipulating their soul data to continue the game. It is really rare for players to look at NPCs in a daze like the current situation, which naturally makes them extra irritable.

"It's really troublesome, just chop him up and replace him with an NPC!"

The gradually grumpy purple-haired player raised the big knife in his hand.

However, before he could chop the skinny NPC in front of him into a meat paste, the NPC under the knife looked over. Nothing could be reflected in the dark pupils, like a black hole, full of mystery and terror.

rustling-

There were countless people whispering in the ears, chaotic ravings were angry, or howling, all kinds of strange languages ​​were intertwined, all players opened their eyes wide in shock, not knowing what happened.

"what happened?"

They covered their ears and looked around, wanting to know the source of the sound.

"Is there something wrong with the main brain? The sound channels are mixed up? Where does this sound come from? It's too harsh—ahhhh!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, the purple-haired player suddenly fell to his knees, the big knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and blood gushed out from his eyes and mouth, staining the light-colored clothing on his body red.

The deformed flesh rolled out from under the skin, and the black mud covered the whole body, until the whole person was turned into a mass of scarlet and black flesh, undulating like breathing.

"What the hell is this!!!"

Another blue-haired player who had been coveting Kesu's eyes also screamed. He kept tearing the flesh growing from his body, but he tore more and more, unable to stop himself from being covered by the muddy scarlet flesh. In the end, he can only be reduced to a mass of meat without self-will like the purple-haired player.

Ke Su withdrew his hand, looking at his skill [Assimilation] that had already taken effect, quite satisfied.

Now, these two players have become his companions.

Ke Su looked at his skill panel thoughtfully. It seemed that he could use this skill in a wide range, and transform enemies into companions, allowing them to charge for him.

Well, while writing companions, it looks more like cannon fodder.

"Wake up, my companion."

Following the instructions on the skill panel, Ke Su recited the spell without any ups and downs.

As the two lumps of meat on the ground slowly converged into two slime-like monsters, other players finally noticed this harmless NPC.

"God! What the hell is this NPC doing! Don't tell me this guy is still a hidden boss?"

The players next to them watched in shock at the scene in front of them. The low-level NPC who had been slaughtered stood in front of the players' dead bodies, awakened the bodies like a necromancer, and called them "companions".

Someone flipped through the guide and couldn't believe it: "Impossible, there is no such a powerful necromancer in this line. I just left Novice Village, so I'm going to the Temple of the Wrathful Demon King to receive the story mission! What are you going to do now? ? Regiment annihilation?"

"Isn't this kind of low-level aborigine just launched as a one-time consumable? Why have I never heard that this dungeon will help the aborigines to become BOSS?"

"Maybe it's a plot kill? There has been a similar one before. After a player dies, the plot will proceed normally..."

Just when everyone was full of disbelief, in the open space in the village surrounded by straw, the NPC with black hair and black eyes looked over expressionlessly, and stretched out his hand towards them again.

Everyone was quick-witted and quickly avoided the direction of the NPC's finger: "He can still use skills! This is not a plot kill! This is a BOSS battle!"

"Where's the mastermind's complaint button! I want to complain about it! Is this novice dungeon doing this?"

"Fuck! His skill covers a large area! The system didn't prompt in advance!!!"

As soon as everyone dodged away, they found that there were still a lot of growing flesh and blood on their bodies, densely wriggling granulation, growing out from under the skin, and the pain almost pierced into the soul.

Even the few players who turned down the pain couldn't bear the pain of being swallowed up by flesh and blood like a petri dish, and wailed.

"No—it itches and hurts! It hurts!"

"It hurts to death! What is this thing!!"

"I...I want to complain..." Enduring the pain of being pierced into the brain by flesh and blood, the player struggled to open his hand and grabbed the NPC in his vision in vain.

The ugly NPC with black hair and black eyes was looking down at him seriously, as if he was studying the granulation sprouts from the player's body, and the corners of his mouth even curled up when he looked at it.

That seemingly innocent smile is even scarier than the legendary demon.

An aborigine from a low-level civilization dared to show such a smile to the players of a high-level civilization. It is simply audacious. When he goes offline, he must complain...

The player with the smile reflected in his pupils stopped breathing and lost consciousness.

And in a certain room located in Wei Ya Wenming, a Wei Ya who was lying in the game cabin trembled all over, but did not wake up, but a lot of scarlet flesh and blood slowly attached to his body, reconstituting it A monster-like creature.

The wriggling granulation floated in the nutrient solution of the game cabin, carrying an unknown terror.

In the game, after studying his own skills, Ke Su took several of his transformed companions to go to the temple of the angry devil to take the main task of becoming a god, but when he turned around, he found several NPCs dressed as villagers squatting in the corner Hug my head and cry.

"Woooo—don't kill me! I want to go home..."

"How to get offline, I will never play holographic games again!"

The language they spoke was the language of distant stars. Ke Su walked over curiously, but regretfully found that they did not have blood bars on them, so they were not the target of attack.

So they greeted each other in a friendly way.

"Hi! Did you guys just come online to play the game?"

Ke Su had been playing the Ancient Gods simulator for a long time. When he met someone who was also a player in the game, he wanted to say a few words for a while.

Of course, getting some game information from them by the way is also one of Ke Su's goals.

After hearing Ke Su's greeting, the NPC dressed as a villager looked at Ke Su with tears in his eyes, and suddenly opened his eyes very wide, and couldn't believe his own eyes.

"You! You can speak Yuanxing dialect! You are also an NPC!!"

As the villagers spoke, they all looked at Ke Su with inexplicable excitement.

Ke Su didn't understand why they were so excited, and nodded hesitantly, saying that he was from the Federation and had just entered the game today.

"It really is!"

"Woooooo! We are saved! We are saved!"

The villagers were almost insane with ecstasy.

They saw this black-haired young man slaughtering several players casually just now, and they thought he was an aborigine in this game, a rare game data that was more precious than their one-time NPCs, so they were so scared to death.

Because those aborigines don't think that these NPCs are their companions, instead of protecting them from the players, they will help them to kill these fake NPCs for fun.

In short, in this virtual game, these NPCs from low-level civilizations are the lowest end of the food chain, and anyone can come up and step on it.

Now knowing that Kesu is actually their kind, the shock and joy are indescribable.

It's been too long since they saw someone who has the ability to resist the players!

In the eyes of the villagers, those devil players who wantonly kill and eat NPCs are their nightmares, and Kesu who killed the players is the savior who is about to save them.

Hearing the words of thanks they chanted, Ke Su was about to burst into social panic. Out of politeness, he had no choice but to rub the goose bumps on his arms, and listened to them telling his story with a smile on his face.

According to the villagers, they are Imperials and have been in this game for a while.

Every day, I involuntarily complete the tasks assigned by the mastermind, and guide the players to receive the tasks with trepidation. If a player accidentally falls in love with them, they will be killed or eaten. Living a life that is not as good as pigs and dogs, I want to dream of Go back to your own country.

However, the most perverted part of this game is that once you have the idea of ​​never coming back, the mastermind will not let you go back, it is completely kidnapping the human beings of low civilization.

"They are demons... demons!!!"

The villagers wailed, knelt on the ground full of expectation and prayed, telling their tragic experiences.

"My sister, she's only 12 years old, she was eaten yesterday woo woo! I shouldn't have brought her to play games! I shouldn't have disobeyed my father... woo woo!"

"My girlfriend is too... She was eaten last month, and I watched those players eat it with my own eyes! I wanted to resist, but the mastermind controlled me, and I couldn't move at all... The mastermind, the mastermind is behind everything Black Hand!"

"Please! Please! Help us! You must have a way to resist the mastermind! You killed the players just now! There must be a way to bypass the mastermind's restrictions!"

A few villagers cried so much that they felt their true feelings, and their gestures were as pathetic as they could be.

As if they had already suffered the unbearable mental torture in this world, and almost lost their will to survive, their eyes were dead, and their only hope was the young man in front of them who could kill the player.

Although they are from the enemy federation, at this time, as long as they are from the distant stars, they are natural companions. They put all their expectations on Kesu.

"Can you lead us away, back to the distant star?"

Facing the expectant eyes of the previous few people, Ke Su looked at his task panel, but did not receive any prompts for the task.

So Ke Su naturally rejected their request.

"No, I have something else to do, so I'll get busy first."

After finishing speaking, Ke Su turned and left, and continued to the Temple of the Wrathful Demon King in the main mission, leaving behind the dull villagers.

The impassioned expressions on the faces of the villagers froze, and they watched the young man named Ke Su go away blankly.

"...Why, why!"

"We are the same kind! Why don't you save us! You murderer! If I die! It's all because of your reluctance to save us—"

The words in the mouth of the villagers suddenly swallowed back.

Because, everyone saw Ke Su turning his head in trouble, and politely replied: "Because there is no task reward."

Playing the game is playing the main task, why do you take the task without game rewards?

Ke Su was really confused by the thinking of these imperial people.

The villagers couldn't say a word anymore, they looked at Ke Su with pale faces, and their minds went blank.

In the afterglow of the sunset in the evening, the side face of the black-haired young man looked towards them. On his fair face, a pair of dark eyes were slightly curved, as if smiling, but also as if there was no emotion at all. A sense of heaviness and terror in the depths of the sea.

Under normal circumstances, when it comes to this kind of thing, they will save people. Why doesn't the expression of this federal man change at all, as if...he is really playing a game, and they are all NPCs talking nonsense?

A strange feeling of talking to a monster made the villagers couldn't help but feel horrified. They just watched their only hope go away and disappeared into the hazy afterglow at the entrance of the village.

real world

Lishi

In the special event handling department building, Zhou Shi is sorting out the latest supernatural event information.

He frowned and looked at the video resources sent by the bionic robots to the data center, wearing special glasses to prevent being caught by the supernatural events in the video, and watched a video related to [Unnamed Fog].

This video should have been recorded by the bionic robot closest to the [Unnamed Fog] at that time. I don't know what it will be inside.

Zhou Shi's heart tightened slightly, he took a deep breath, and mustered up the courage to click on the video.

The video started to play, and what caught his eyes was the back of a human figure. He could only see the blurred silhouette of a human figure, but he could tell it was a young man.

Is this... related to [The Nameless Fog]?

Looking at the figure in the video, Zhou Shi pondered. As the video continued to play, his pupils slowly contracted and his breathing stagnated.

In the picture, a huge human figure appeared in front of his eyes just like in countless dreams, but this time, he seemed to have glimpsed some ulterior secret of this huge god.

A secret enough to shock the entire Federation.