The Barrage Said, I Am the Final Villain In the Game

  Chapter 115 Not a hero

   "Da—"

  Lin En raised his eyes slightly, watching the footsteps gradually approaching.

   There were a lot of people coming, and the intervals were not small. There were about twenty people, divided into five or six circles.

  In fact, before meeting Lynn, the gap between them was far wider than it is now, but after recognizing the young man in front of them, they subconsciously narrowed the distance between them.

   Regardless of whether they will be enemies later, they will still become temporary "friends" when facing a common goal.

  The students approached Lin En slowly and slowly, while carefully taking steps, while observing the surrounding alleys with vigilance, for fear that if the foot stepped forward in advance, it might trigger some kind of trap.

   However, no.

   Along the way, apart from their footsteps and the whistling wind, there was no other sound.

   But even so, they stopped, in front of a long sword that was stuck on the ground.

   "Wait for someone." Someone looked at the long sword and said, "We won't be the only ones who will target him, let other people consume him first, and save his strength for later."

   This sentence was quickly seconded.

the reason is simple.

  On the edge of the altar, the boy and the girl were communicating in low voices with peace of mind. Their arrival did not have any impact on them. It was hard not to guess what kind of means they had prepared to be so peaceful.

   "They, what are they planning?"

"you win."

  Seeing the new arrivals stop, Irene sighed helplessly.

   "I didn't really dare to come up, it's a pity."

"It's normal." Lynn shrugged, "That guy should have promised them a big reward before letting them deal with us, but the greedy desire made them want to get this reward at the same time , and take another one."

   "Whether it is to preserve strength or for other aspects, it is impossible for them to become the first bird."

   "Of course I know this, but what if there are a few of them whose brains are filled with muscles?"

   "Then I guess, other people should say something like 'Then do it yourself'."

"Ok."

  Irene smiled indifferently, and ended the bet for playing time.

  She raised her eyes slightly.

On both sides of the street, the number of people gathered has increased, and everyone is holding their own weapons in their hands. As a result, although their faces are still young, overall, they still give people a big feeling. pressure.

   It's just that there are so many people, but not many voices appear.

   In the air, there was an extremely dangerous silence.

  All the new people stopped at a distance of tens of meters away from them, on both sides. No one dared to cross the position where the long sword was.

  Because behind the long sword, it represents the unknown.

   No one knows what kind of means the people on the edge of the altar have, and no one wants to be this meaningless stormtrooper.

   Of course, this situation will not last forever.

   When it was no longer possible to line up everyone in this wide street, there was already a slight commotion.

  Those turbulent people looked around, looked at the weapons in the hands of the people around them, and looked at the two calm and composed people in front of them.

  With so many "companions", even a single slap can smash their heads, right?

   "They seem to be a little bit overwhelmed." Irene noticed the commotion in the crowd.

  Lin En slightly closed his eyes and responded softly.

   "One side?" Erin asked.

"it is good."

   Still a short answer.

  Irene looked at him with a half-smile: "What, are you nervous? Want a hug that can relieve tension?"

   "A hug should be a gift for the soldiers who have returned from victory." Lin En said softly, "Let's keep it for now."

   "Keep it? Until when? After three days?"

   When talking about "three days", Lin En, who closed his eyes, didn't notice the glow in Irene's eyes, but was a little puzzled by what he meant.

   "Why three days."

  Irene smiled, without explaining, just said: "It's just a reference."

   "Everyone, get ready!"

   A sudden voice interrupted the girl's words.

  She raised her eyes and said softly, "It's coming."

   "Then, I'll go first."

   Without waiting for Lynn to reply, Irene withdrew her hand from the altar, ignoring the golden runes spreading from her fingertips.

  She was carrying a backpack in one hand, and a bright silver long sword in the other. Her steps were still graceful, far superior to those ladies strolling on the dance floor.

   "Miss Karan."

  In the crowd, someone recognized her and said hesitantly.

   "We, we don't want to be your enemy, can you please make way?"

Although the identities of the people behind them are not much different from those of the girl in front of them, and they may even be more valued and superior because of their gender, but that is for the people behind them. For them, Irene still In every aspect, there is unparalleled suppression.

  In normal competition, they are naturally not afraid of defeating each other, but now, it is obviously not a normal situation.

  They were afraid that Irene would settle accounts with them, so they tried to persuade Irene to leave in such a way.

   "We just want him to lose, and it shouldn't have anything to do with you."

  Irene squinted and smiled: "It doesn't matter, how could it not matter?"

   "You guys should have heard more or less what he said in the Freshman Tournament, right?"

  “.”

   "Just heard it."

   Erin smiled.

  Her pace suddenly slowed down a lot, and with each step, the gray hair on her head gradually changed from gray to white.

   "He made the official announcement in front of so many people, but you guys, after hearing it, actually said that we have nothing to do with each other."

   "I'm very angry with those of you who talk nonsense with your eyes open."

  When the hair color became almost pure white, a smile bloomed on the girl's face.

   "So angry, I want to kill you."

   "Come on, kill him!"

   When Irene walked out, the crowd in front of Lynn finally couldn't sit still.

   "Kill me?"

  Lin En opened his eyes and looked at the figures of about a hundred people in front of him.

"Come."

  His voice was very soft, but everyone could hear him clearly.

  They looked at the young man standing on the edge of the altar, saw the calm and indifferent eyes in the wind and sand, and also saw the flame glow flowing in the indifference.

The moment he opened his eyes, everyone present felt a cold and proud aura erupting from the young man's body, permeating in every gust of wind, making them stunned even to the bone marrow, and making the weapons in their hands tremble. A little more heavy.

   "Aren't you coming?"

  Lin En slowly raised his footsteps, starting from the chest and abdomen, the **** radiance spread to the whole body little by little.

   "If you don't come, I will."

  Bleeding with blood, Lynn stepped forward.

   At this moment, the flame like a red lotus burned the whole earth.

  The faces of the people changed in shock, and the first thought was not to fight back, but to run around.

   "Don't go, don't go! We are many! Don't be afraid of him!"

  Someone shouted loudly, trying to gather people who would leave immediately after meeting.

  Humans are good at group actions, and group actions often require a leader.

  When this sentence appeared, although people could not be called leaders, their numbers still managed to calm the restless hearts of everyone.

   "Everyone go together! Block him!"

   "Can you stop it?!"

   Lynn grinned and called to Yvette in her arms.

   "Fifty percent."

  In the darkness, Yvette rubbed her sleepy eyes, and pressed her head against Lynn's left chest.

   "Boom—"

   At this moment, the blood-colored glow seemed to come alive, and each strand was filled with a chilling hostility.

  They circulated and spread on Lin En's body, and gradually formed a strange face.

  No one knew what that strange face was. They only knew that when they saw it, there was only one emotion in their hearts.

   "Run, run away!"

   Can't escape.

   Lynn, who judged that he could still control it, shouted again.

   "Seventy percent!"

  While making the sound, he kicked his feet and jumped into the sky, then raised his hand, and squeezed the blood into a scorching spear.

  The moment he held the spear, he seemed to have grasped the authority of the troubled times.

   Lowering his head, he looked down at the figure below and raised his spear.

  He wants to throw this gun out, to light up the fire in his heart, and set the ground ablaze, so that those who target him can hear the roar of the tiger that overwhelms the mountains and forests.

   "You think of me as a devil, but do you know that? In any legend, devils are invincible and invincible to ordinary people."

  "Because he will only exist in the hearts of human beings and become a fear that plagues you all your life, and the only one who can defeat him is a hero."

   "Unfortunately, you are not heroes."

   He grinned and threw his spear.

"Neither do I."

  (end of this chapter)