Volume 7: War and Peace in an Abandoned Town Chapter 20: Second Seal: Bloody Tide
Gods are the embodiment of rules, the basis of the existence of a distorted world. Just by looking at them, you will generate a huge and unimaginable power.
Likewise, the love and care that gods give to mortals will be distorted into something different from ordinary people. Since ancient times, all those who have been revealed by the gods have looked different from ordinary people. They have been distorted by the love of gods and have lost their original appearance.
Even if he was a god who was close to decay, seriously injured and dying, he was still a god. He was not like the Broken God, who had been cut into seventeen or eighteen pieces and even his spirit was separated. The god who had exceeded the limit of Li Lin's current understanding and could no longer restrain his power was now looking at the villain who ignited his kingdom of God.
Crossing the infinite space, the old days' attention was directly fixed on the blasphemer, almost causing him to fall apart in an instant.
"My...ally..."
The rotten eyeball that was becoming increasingly clear in the image in my mind sent out intermittent messages.
Just this information made Li Lin scream in agony. He subconsciously knelt on the ground. The symbol of the first seal on his palm flashed wildly, as if it was absorbing some inexplicable information and unknown knowledge, gradually twisting and mutating into a dark red ball.
The surrounding black fog was surging restlessly, making waves of inexplicable howls, constantly surging and stirring around. The black fog that originally covered every corner of the town gradually dissipated, revealing a moonlit sky outside. All the townspeople looked at the gradually dissipating fog outside in astonishment, and began to whisper to each other, and contacts and communications were intertwined in the town.
But this has nothing to do with Li Lin, who was covering his head and wailing in pain.
'Come... come... I have not much time left... I will soon be slain by the power of the Scourge... but you are different... my ally... you will be our hope... our sign... our rising star...'
“Get…away…”
Looking at the dazzling red world in front of him, Li Lin gritted his teeth and uttered a few words.
But this ancient god seemed unable to understand the words of mortals and continued to speak to himself. The boiling power gradually flowed through Li Lin's body and mutated. The magic power that solidified into a solid state instantly turned into foam and dust.
'Ally... your body is too exhausted... your blood is not strong enough to bear my power... ally... the time has not yet come... I will open your fear... the deepest fear in your memory will strengthen your power... your inner potential has not yet burst out... but I will open the way for you now... your fear... your despair... your magic... will all be revealed here... this is my gift...'
That was no different from the pain of having one's body evaporated, and it was even more painful than that. Li Lin, who had once committed suicide in the steam world, was sure that the pain was definitely not as deep as it was now. And what was worse was that it was not just pure pain. Under the crazy help of something in the outside world, Li Lin seemed to feel that his will was gradually blurred and dimmed.
"Then... that's it... I'll be waiting for your good news... my ally... you will surely become the star that saves us... you will become the savior of our old gods... lead us to destroy the scourge..."
It seemed as if just staring had exhausted all his strength. His voice became increasingly low and weak, and the impressions in his sea of consciousness became blurred and dissipated, leaving only Li Lin kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath.
'System prompt: Hormone rendering of the current scene begins... state injection... joint mode is open, identity replacement is completed.'
'System prompt: Second seal: The bloody battle tide is impacted by external forces and is temporarily activated!'
"ha……"
Feeling the heat flowing through his body, Li Lin took a deep breath and felt his consciousness clearer than ever before.
Just like the experiment, just like the first time I played an immersive game, everything in the world became so clear and refreshing. Every breath I took contained the excitement of this free world.
Complete freedom, perfect freedom, freedom from anyone's surveillance. You can do whatever you want, and you can show your most original desires. Only the world in your mind is the most perfect world, everything is based on your own thinking and your own ideas. There is no way to be more perfect than this. That's why you fall into the final destination.
I remember now...I remember my mood and happiness at that time...
"What's going on?! Why did the fog disperse?!"
"There's a stranger over there! The one who just knocked on our door!"
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
"……who I am?"
I am your nightmare.
Looking at the residents holding torches, Li Lin grinned and blended into the thick fog like a wisp of smoke.
The fog surged, and Li Lin quietly appeared behind a nervous villager. Amidst everyone's screams of fear, he hooked the fanatic's neck with his sickle, and gently slashed backwards amidst the man's miserable and desperate screams.
The flying head splashed a red trail in the night sky filled with dark clouds and stars , bathing Li Lin, who was wearing a tattered black robe, in a layer of red light. The steaming hot blood was slowly absorbed and fused into the robe, gradually dyeing the black robe a strange red, just like a red horse neighing inside.
"Ah, come to think of it, this is why I played the game in the first place..."
Blood.
The blood of the enemy.
He pushed the headless corpse aside and let him stab. The blood spurted out and stained his face and skin, and a layer of dark red smell lingered around. The heat of the blood gradually enveloped the surroundings with a layer of white mist, making the smiling figure under the stars clearer and clearer.
Fear, awe, timidity, countless complicated negative emotions were like smoke, slowly infused into Li Lin's body along with the surrounding fog. Without any bonus, and without any need for any bonus, the wailing and howling shrouded the town gradually dissipated. The weirdo who absorbed all the malice slowly straightened up, holding a silver moon-like sickle and looking at the villagers holding torches and sharp blades. The figure covered in blood was full of crazy malice and murderous intent.
"Blood, blood, fighting, fighting, so what does the difficulty matter... Being timid will always make people worry about gains and losses... And magic is just something that makes me deviate from the most basic happiness... I remember... I just remembered it now... Why did I choose such a world, such a game? Isn't it because I was born for this?"
The marks on the back of his hands and body gradually twisted and turned red, and the world in his eyes gradually turned into a dull red, just like the first time he was immersed in blood and madness. Even his breathing felt as if there was fire burning in his chest.
Maybe it's the hormones added to the system, or maybe it's due to some other reasons, but it's still my own feelings.
How funny, does that god think I hate these things?
No, quite the opposite.
I couldn't ask for more.
"Now, I'm back..."
Exhaling a breath of white air, Li Lin looked at the villagers who were far above his level and grinned.
