Survival: King Picking Game

The most important thing is "feel".

No matter how realistic the virtual reality is, no matter how the dream is created based on reality, there is a certain "thing" that cannot be replaced——

"……I understand."

Li Pingan took a deep breath.

...Although I still don't understand the situation, at this time, this kind of lines should be said to girls, and only this kind of lines should be said——

——"I will look forward to it."

"..."

"Tohno Akiba" didn't answer, maybe he couldn't answer anymore.

At the moment when she was about to melt into the light and disappear, she showed a particularly impressive and beautiful smile.

Involuntarily imprinted her posture and appearance on the retina, and then imprinted it deep in my heart.

That dazzling smile and the girl's figure became blurred under the gradually expanding glare...

"……Failed."

The thin, short, dark-skinned old man wrapped only in a white cloth stared blankly at the crystal ball in front of him.

At the moment when the Summer of Illusion ended, the brilliance in his eyeballs also quickly dimmed.At the same time, his skin also turned gray and shriveled, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

He already looked old enough, but now he looked more like he had one foot in a coffin, looking lifeless.

"...I see, this is your real body."

A greasy voice sounded from behind him.

"I didn't expect that he would appear on the side of that good-for-nothing young master David with his real face. Did he intend to kill people to silence him from the beginning, so he felt that he would never reveal the secret? Or is it that the most dangerous is the safest... something like that of?"

At first, the believer of the God of Thousand Faces thought it was an illusion that he had spent too much energy on.

Then he realized that something was wrong and turned his head suddenly.

……that person.

The guy named Kashiwazaki Fuzuo was smiling and standing behind him.

……impossible.

With the protection of the God of Thousand Faces, it is impossible to find where he is...!

"Is it necessary to be so surprised?"

In Kashiwazaki's unruly pupils, turbid malice gradually appeared, and a chaotic and crazy smile opened at the corner of his mouth.

"Really, believers of evil gods, you are not the only one? You can serve and worship the great God of Thousand Faces, so can I. And..."

A man in a suit slowly opened his hands.

——"Now it seems that I am more favored by those great and stupid beings! Ahahahahahahahaha!"

"……what are you saying?"

The Mage Killer couldn't help frowning.

"Can't you understand? Oh, yes, it's because you can't understand, that's why you were abandoned by them! Too calculating and overly rational, this is a good thing for ordinary people, but for us lunatics in the chaotic camp. Say, but not necessarily?"

As he talked, he tap danced and quickly approached.

"Tap!"

Leather heels tapped the ground.

——A phantom like a pitch-black python sprang out from the shadows.

"what……?!"

Like a sword blade, it pierced through his chest.

"Why are you?!"

The old man opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and a lot of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

He couldn't understand.

Thinking can't.

The world fell into darkness, and the functioning of the brain stalled.

"I'm really sorry... There is one thing that you may not be clear about. Although we and the Chaos Religion are a group of lawless mobs, we guys are the smartest when it comes to matters of life, especially when it comes to What kind of person should be provoked, and what kind of object can't be provoked for a lifetime—"

In the ears of the old man, there was only this voice, lingering in the last short period of his life.

"Exactly, the player you don't even know the name you want to deal with... The black iron-level player you thought was a small character is a dangerous person that you can't afford to mess with."

"To be honest, the moment I saw him in this world, I already wanted to sneak away... However, if I ran away without using a little bit of residual heat, maybe after I went back, I would be killed by that terrifying man in the sect. Get rid of Miss High Priest. I have no choice, I can only choose to get rid of an insignificant little character like you."

"Then, goodbye——huh, I can't hear you anymore?"

Kashiwazaki Fuzuo sighed with some regret.

The tentacles of the Chaos Familiar pulled out from the old man's chest, bringing out pieces of internal organs and plasma.