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

  Lin En felt that it might not be possible to wait for the so-called master of the ball to give a human response.

  When the last ray of light in the sky followed the twilight and went away, the night did not really come.

   Fiery red shadows swept across the sky from the edge of the horizon, igniting all the clouds.

  Lin En stood on the wall of [Corruption Capital], looking into the distance.

Thousands of kilometers away, flags of various colors were mixed together, corpses were everywhere, burly warriors roared furiously and brandished swords, all kinds of creatures trying to escape from [Corruption City] Like a weed, it was cut in half by the light of a knife, and the strong smell of blood rose into the sky, attracting scavengers, hovering above the red sky, howling horribly.

  Turning his head, Lynn looked at the ball city lord beside him: "You said before that this place will always be peaceful."

  Yuanqiu replied humorously: "So I can't be the master."

  [Corruption City] No matter what, it is a city-state that exists on the mainland, and has not escaped into a different space. In this world full of wars, no place can be completely peaceful, it's just a matter of time.

   "Then where is your Lord now?"

   "Who knows." Yuanqiu narrowed his eyes lazily, "The reason why we are loyal to our lord has never been to pray for his mercy and protection, but to be attracted by its dazzling light and spontaneously crawl."

   "My lord, there has never been a promise or obligation to protect us."

  “.”

   Lynn doesn't quite understand these fanatical believers.

   People are almost killing people below the city wall, and you still put it here to whitewash your "lord"!

   "Okay, there is no need to talk about the extra words." The ball turned around and looked at Lin En, "Now that the city gate has been opened, you can leave."

  “.”

   "Don't go? Isn't this what you have been hoping for all this time? Is it reluctance?"

  Lin En was silent for a moment, but still didn't speak.

  With the change of time, the human beings under him are no longer the down-and-out group who can eat carrion and drill tree holes to survive.

  Although the food is not very good, the clothes are not very good, and the living can only be said to be passable, but compared to other creatures, no matter how you look at it, it is a level higher.

  The long-term peace has broken most of the people's fangs that were not sharp enough. If they are allowed to escape here now, the order that was finally established will collapse again.

  Of course, in the face of the danger of survival, the collapse of order seems to be nothing. If there is a choice between the two, many people will choose the former.

   As long as there are people, other things will be built sooner or later.

   However, Lynn did not want to choose this way.

  He feels that such a choice is so boring and boring.

  Lin En always kept in mind that this was not his own life, but a trial given to him by the sea of ​​imaginary numbers.

  In the previous "plot", he seems to have been making the right choice, leading an ethnic group that was almost destroyed due to the war to gradually prosper.

  However, he only made a choice, but he didn't have the right to actually experience the "plot".

   If you want to continue to escape, then the next plot, do you have to repeat it again?

  Find a sanctuary, deal with immediate difficulties, and then be driven away by new ones?

   What a boring future.

  If this is Lynn's life, then he might still choose this way, because for the future of a group, it is indeed a more reliable choice to seek a possible light in the endless darkness.

   But this is not Lynn's life, it is just a trial, a trial that fails and there will be a second, third, fourth, and fourth chance.

  On the mainland, there are not many people who can become the second level and step into the second level of the sea of ​​imaginary numbers, and there are not many people who can succeed in the first trial.

   Just like linking the sea of ​​imaginary numbers, most successful people succeed after several failures.

  So, Lynn didn't want to continue this boring plot.

  Failing in the sea of ​​imaginary numbers means being unable to connect with it for a period of time, and the consequences are relatively insignificant.

  He wanted to use battle to end this trial with unknown meaning.

   So Lynn came to the crowd.

   "Someone is calling again." He said, "If you want to leave, pack up your things and leave immediately."

   There was a commotion among the crowd, and the sound of chirping was endless.

   "Here it goes again, obviously it took a lot of effort to stop."

   "Hey, come on, Rothman, let's go home and pack up."

  “.”

  Some people picked up their children and got up to leave, some subconsciously looked at the people around them nervously, and as for those who wanted to hold on to the weapons they carried, there were very few people.

  Suddenly someone stood up and asked, "Then, where are we going next?"

  Lin En said lightly: "Let Martha take you away."

  The so-called "Martha" was the blonde girl who rushed up to hug him when Lynn saw this group of people.

Today, Martha has grown into a mature woman. Decades of changes have not left traces of aging on her body, but her experience and experiences have obviously become more and more abundant. Among people, the prestige is second only to the existence of [Lin En].

  After hearing Lynn's words, Martha suddenly stood up.

   "Why did I take it?" She quickly came to Lynn, staring at Lynn nervously, "Where are you going?"

   "Me? I'm going to the battlefield"

"Do you know what you're talking about!" Martha yelled and interrupted him, grabbing his arm vigorously, "Are you going to the battlefield? Are you going to stop the pursuers by yourself again? This time it's different, they There are so many people, how do you stop them? What do you use to stop them? You are not a giant dragon with two wings covering the sky, nor a titan that can overturn mountains with a single punch! You are just a human being, what can you do on the battlefield? !"

  Her words are ugly and shocking, but in this world, this is the truth.

  Humans' weak bodies make it impossible for them to outperform any other race in individual combat power, let alone on the battlefield where blood and blood are flying everywhere and everyone is red-eyed.

  Although [Lin En]'s combat power may be higher than that of other humans, he is still only a human being. On a battlefield full of elite fighters, no one believes that he can stop the opponent for a second.

  She said this, maybe she just hoped that he would not leave.

   After all, everyone has just received a rare beauty from him, and no one wants the person who created it to just float away.

  “.”

  Lin En didn't speak, but just patted the woman's face full of tears.

   "Don't underestimate human beings. In the future, human beings will be the only masters of this land, and no one can take away our status."

   "I don't want to hear about the future!" Martha said tremblingly, "Without you, we, and I... would definitely have no future!"

  Looking at the other party's stubborn appearance, Lynn sighed.

  He felt that it might be necessary to use reasons to convince the other party.

"If I can make them stay in front of the city gate for a second, everyone can take an extra step or two. Sometimes, the difference between one step and two steps may be the dividing point between life and death." Lynn looked at the woman, Seriously, "we humans are indeed weak individually, but when united, no one is stronger than us."

   "As long as one more person can leave, there will be one more fire left by mankind, and the fire that will be lit in the future will become more vigorous."

Patting the woman's already stiff hand, Lynn smiled and said: "Let's go, let's go, from now on you are their leader, they will trust you without reservation, no matter where you take them, they will follow you."

   "No." Martha shook her head vigorously, "This is your thing, I can't take it away."

   Taking a deep breath, she released her hand and stared at Lynn.

   "I can help you keep it temporarily, but you have to come back to get it."

"I will wait for you."

   Without giving Lynn a chance to continue speaking, the woman turned and left. The water drops fell on the ground, and the wind dispersed silently.

   "Tsk."

  Lin En shook his head and suddenly laughed.

   "Is it possible for me to say such heroic words?"

  Although the words just now were based on facts, if it were changed to the real world, it would definitely not be what Lynn did.

  Although Lynn thinks that he does not act with extreme egoism as his own standard, as the outside world judges, he probably will not do this kind of choice of sacrificing himself for the sake of others.

  If it was the other way around, paying the price of other people's lives in exchange for his chance to live, it might be more like what he would do.

  Shaking his head, Lynn pulled out the long sword left to him by the people.

   "It's rare that I can play a positive role once. Although it's just an illusion, but legends and biographies, which ones are not recorded after adding most fantasy."

  Looking at the city gate that had been blasted open, Lynn stepped forward slowly.

   "In this case, let me experience it seriously."

   "Is it out yet?"

  Yvette turned lazily on the beach, scratched her stomach with her paws in a shapeless manner, and looked around boredly.

  The scenery in the sea of ​​imaginary numbers is actually very monotonous.

   In addition to water, there is only sand. Oh, and fools.

"Hey." Yvette shouted to the imaginary shadow floating on the beach staring intently at the sea, "Don't look, don't look, people will come out when they arrive, can you chat with me, I'm so bored ah."

  The shadow of the imaginary number tilted his head, as if he was saying "what does it mean to be boring".

  “.”

  Yvette sighed.

   I really don't know how Lynn communicated with this guy, and I don't understand anything.

   Shaking her head, Yvette asked: "Do you have anything interesting here, take it out and let me pass the time."

  The head of the shadow of imaginary number tilted to the other side again this time.

It can understand the superficial meaning of Yvette's words, but when people come to the sea of ​​imaginary numbers to find things, they all know to put forward a specific label - although Yvette also mentioned it, but "fun" is really not in the imaginary number within the storage range of the sea.

   "Is there any? Is there? Hurry up and bring it to me!"

  Maybe annoyed by the noise, the body of the shadow of imaginary number stopped for a moment as if thinking, and then the waves surged, bringing a piece of paper like parchment.

"Huh?"

  Yvette blinked her eyes, immediately turned over and landed on all fours, walked to the edge of the parchment and picked it up curiously.

   "Hey, isn't the thing inside you either a ball of light or a fish? Why is there still paper? Why haven't I seen it before."

  The shadow of imaginary numbers is very humane, scratching his head, not knowing why.

   It’s actually just to deal with Yvette’s random shaking of the ocean. What you catch depends on luck. As for why it looks like paper

  The figure of the shadow of imaginary number froze again as if it was down.

  Yvette didn't notice the change in the other party, and pulled the parchment away with her claws, blinking and looking at the words on it.

"Hey, this kind of writing should be a product of the very early days of human beings, right? Heh heh, fortunately, under my command, it is not difficult to recognize it. If it is replaced by that guy, he will definitely have to ask me again. Do you want to?" Keep it for now."

  Yvette suddenly thought of Lynn's kind smiling face, and suddenly shrank her neck: "Let me see for myself."

   Lowering her head, she scrutinized the written information on it carefully, and the imaginary figure that was able to move again seemed to have forgotten what happened just now, and leaned her head to look at it.

   "Is this the historical record of mankind? About the era of chaos"

  The era of chaos in human records is a sad age.

  Fragile human beings are struggling to survive in a world full of turbulence and war, so miserable.

  The parchment obtained by Yvette recorded a period of time back then.

  【. In the six hundred and seventy-second year when the Chaos War began, our fifty-eighth shelter was destroyed by orcs, so we started our wandering journey again. 】

  【But only three months later, we found a new sanctuary—it was the only warrior among us, the only leader, a glimmer of life for us from the gods who ruled despair and destruction. 】

  【Here, we have lived up to the hope of the leader, we will carry forward our vitality, and under the leadership of the leader, we have created beautiful songs (he called it music), built our own stone houses, and ate new things. 】

  【Humanity is thriving in this city with an unknown name. Although there are always sharp knives hanging over our heads, our leader, the great leader, can always find solutions to our problems. 】

  【We seem to have survived.】

  The text finally broke, so Yvette turned the paper over.

   It is recorded that a very large fault has appeared.

  【. Seven hundred and thirty-seventh year after the beginning of the Chaos War, we found our fifty-ninth Sanctuary. Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, but I am not happy—we lost our supreme leader. 】

  【I want to cry very much, but I know I can't cry. I need to lead everyone to stand up in this era, because he said that we will eventually become the masters of this land and under the stars. 】

  【We want to grow from weeds to grasslands. 】

  【. Seven hundred and forty-seven years after the beginning of the Chaos War, our sixty-sixth shelter was destroyed, but from now on we don't have to run away. 】

【He is back. 】

  【He did not die, because the goddess watched his bravery.】

  Yvette looked at the text that had no more text, and subconsciously wanted to turn it over, but what caught her eyes was the sentence she had already read.

  “.”

  Yvette curled her lips and threw the paper into the sea: "Boring historical biographies, why do these humans like to record these so-called 'hero legends' so much."

  The Shadow of Imaginary Number listened to her words, squatted on the ground, and wrote with transformed fingers.

  【Legend of Heroes, what is it? 】

  Yvette thought for a while and explained: "It just records the stories of some people who fight very hard. It's boring."

  【The fight is fierce, is it a hero? That】

   "Sorry, he's not."

   Before Shadow of Imaginary Number finished writing, Yvette interrupted its action.

   "He is the one I like, do you understand?"

   "In the eyes of those humans outside, only those who are covered with the light of stars can be called heroes, and he"

  Maomao God suddenly raised his head, glanced at the ring of stars gradually glowing golden light on his head, and smiled proudly.

   "He can only be the incarnation of evil and sin, and he is the champion of my 'evil god'."