Villain Lord: Both The Player And The Protagonist Want To Kill Me

Chapter 833: Cthulhu Lands

"This is God's punishment for us!"

In the Jingguo Shrine, a group of politicians with Chinese characters bowed repeatedly to the tablets of the "martyrs" of past generations, crying. In their culture, commanders who died in the war did not go to hell or go to heaven when they died. Instead, he became a member of the gods.

The leading politician is Prime Minister Neon.

He turned his head and glared at everyone, gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Do you know why there are so many monsters in our neon?

It's because you have offended the gods! "

"Yes." The politicians around him were trembling, their heads lowered and they were submissive, not daring to talk back at all.

"We have not revised the textbooks at all. We are only stating a historical fact. The actions of the martyrs were just and for our empire. Do we have to let the evaluation of the outside world influence our own judgment?"

"The gods are disappointed with us!"

Prime Minister Neon held the sword at his waist and sighed, "In recent years, more and more people have been criticizing our martyrs. Even many unscrupulous people in our country also think this way. Look now?! Retribution is coming! ! You should all commit suicide like those unruly people!!"

"Prime Minister, what should we do?"

The surrounding politicians were also panicked.

Some of them have been polluted by the past, but some of them still maintain a clear sense. They have never seen the relatives of the past and have been panicked for a long time. Now when they hear what the Prime Minister said, they all believe it and think it is true. Really offended the gods.

"We must beg for God's forgiveness!"

The Prime Minister snorted and knelt on the ground, muttering something in a low voice.

Other politicians are following suit.

At this moment, a strong cold wind blew. At first, it only made the windows rattle. Later, the wind became stronger and stronger, and the windows were directly broken. The sound of breaking glass immediately attracted the attention of all politicians.

"This is the wrath of the gods!"

The Prime Minister sighed and lowered his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud "boom".

I saw that the roof of the entire Jingguo Shrine was lifted off in an instant, and all the martyrs' tablets were blown to the ground by the strong wind. The fierce wind blew the politicians staggering around, begging for mercy, and confessing their sins to the martyrs and God.

The wind became stronger.

Jingguo's sacred toilet collapsed.

The Prime Minister of Neon stood in the strong wind, holding on to a shaky pillar tremblingly. All he could see was the sea level in the distance, and a wall of waves hundreds of feet high heading towards the Neon Island. Behind the waves could be vaguely seen. I saw a majestic city. Countless terrifying monsters in the city were killing each other loudly and were ready to move. They were surrounded by a more majestic body, but the body was not clear, as if it was constantly changing.

【gae’hensikaguns`huijen……】

It's like there are countless flies buzzing in my mind.

He saw endless, half-human, half-fish monsters crawling out of the deep sea; he saw sticky tentacles wrapped around his body; he saw octopuses with eyeballs swimming in front of his eyes; everything around him spun and twisted. Living, collapsing, shattering, howling.

They seemed to have a life of their own, sprouting tentacles, facial features, suckers, and squirming flesh.

They uttered a continuous murmur.

It was getting higher and sharper, like chanting, like singing, more like an awl piercing his brain.

"Crack-"

Two intact eyeballs rolled out of the Prime Minister's eyes.

"God...punishment..."

He was still mumbling to himself, and the eyes on the ground grew legs and ran around among the broken ruins.

With a "boom", the load-bearing column collapsed.

The Prime Minister, who was holding a load-bearing pillar, was smashed into a meat pie.

The tsunami was like the sky falling.

Half a minute later, the entire Neon Island sank.

As for Cthulhu, he is still bringing his city of R'lyeh towards the Asian continent - that is where the largest number of Winter City players gather, and his deep divers have landed in advance.

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Abyss Player Base——

More and more Winter City players have gathered here. They have been arranged by demonized players to be more than 500 meters underground, surrounded by thick steel walls. This is perhaps the safest place in the city.

The roof of the Abyss player base.

Qi Wubai stood in the strong wind, his pale hair covering his scarlet eyes.

From here, you can have an unobstructed view of the entire city. You can see countless old family members wreaking havoc in the city. You can see the officially organized army encircling and suppressing the old family members. It’s just that the army’s guns and cannons are attacking the old family members. Words had little effect.

A group of flying polyps flew toward Qi Wubai.

He raised his head suddenly, a flash of blood bursting out of his eyes.

All the flying polyps were exploded into pieces in the surging demonic energy.

There are still 12 hours until the world synchronization is completed.

If only the attack intensity was like this in the old days.

Then there is no problem in delaying it for twelve hours, but at a certain moment, the strong wind suddenly stopped, and then the wind direction changed.

Qi Wubai looked towards the direction where the strong wind was blowing.

Dark clouds can be vaguely seen rolling in the sky.

At the same time, the old relatives who were raging in the city suddenly became manic. In less than half a minute, these old relatives all turned around. In Qi Wubai's field of vision, they turned into countless dark streams and surged towards the abyss player base. Come.