How I was forced to be the villain

Chapter 197 The Ninth Day of the Villain

"Sir, they seem to have said something."

"what?"

The military police hiding behind the tree shrank back into the shadows again, watching the two people who were getting more and more fierce in their attacks, they seemed to have maintained their demeanor before, and this would already be attacking the dead.

"But are all gods so stupid?" Bai Lan blocked the opponent's retreat with flames, and stretched out his hand to his fragile neck when he was in a dilemma.

Jing Yeyan swung the Shura knife backhand, and broke through the encirclement at the moment Bai Lan dodged.

He smiled coolly, "Who is really stupid, don't you know? Bai Lan, you don't understand anything at all."

If you are deceived by the honesty and gentleness that repairs the surface, you will fall into the abyss.

Powerful but restrained, loyal and lawful, these are just the illusions that this god has deceived everyone. He has long been tired of the long life, and he can do anything for what he pursues.

Do you really think that those gods were the only ones who died in the heavenly rebellion?This guy...has sacrificed all his subordinates and clansmen!

Therefore, even if you die, you must choose the path to promote the situation you want.

Bai Lan shook her head regretfully, "You are not qualified to be called a god. Haven't you seen the reason why I am here?"

Kyono pursed his lower lip.

"It's so pitiful, you have been abandoned, but there's nothing strange about it, it's all because you are so useless."

The movements of the two stopped at the same time.

Bai Lan looked at Xiu carefully, and seemed to be able to see the dilapidated interior from under the hard shell.

He wasn't lying, the gods were forsaken.

The release of that video did cause them a lot of trouble, so distracted from the hatred of Kyono Yan, confused their eyes, and made their plans impossible to carry out.

Really wait for more evidence that seems to be true or false to be uploaded, and no one will believe these things anymore. The situation that Fyodor worked so hard to set up is equivalent to a complete waste. The crisis is resolved and everyone is happy—isn’t it The ending Fyodor wanted to see.

God has become an obstacle, the easiest way is to kill him, as long as he is gone, people's hatred will fall on Jing Yeyan again.

Everything can get back on track.

Of course, it is not impossible to save, but it is not necessary.

Bai Lan didn't like the gods, nor did she dislike them, but felt that there was no need for such existences to continue in the world.

Bai Lan, who has ruled countless parallel worlds, is more like a god than the gaudy gods who don't know when. Putting omniscience and omnipotence on Bai Lan doesn't violate harmony at all, and it's even just stating the facts.

So in fact, when Bai Lan knew the inside story, she already wanted to kill Xiu.

The world doesn't need a second god anymore, does it?

He wouldn't bother to save Xiu.

And another "alliance"?He doesn't care about these at all. The place where that person's eyes are looking at has never been cultivated. As long as it is an obstacle, it will be cleared.

Spending energy to extract the repairs is already putting the cart before the horse, and it's not as simple as disappearing directly.

Unable to even understand this point, Bai Lan felt that sending him to die was already the greatest kindness.

Bai Lan was waiting for the god to collapse, with a somewhat indifferent expression.

That's what gods are, useless and weak.

In the blink of an eye, he seemed to see that face that was always cold and calm and wanted to be broken seemed to be distorted.

Bai Lan watched helplessly as a smile gradually appeared on Shen Mingyou's face.

......

"Huh?" Bai Lan blinked, looking a little dazed.

Never before has this god coincided with that target like it does now. Even though Bai Lan hasn't met Jing Yeyan a few times, she has noticed that there are very similar things between them.

His light-colored lips curled up a little, and he looked at Bai Lan with a smile that was not a smile. Even though he didn't do anything, the dominance seemed to return to him in an instant.

"You really don't understand me, what I want, what I want to do..." His voice became deeper and deeper, "You will understand soon, but the secret is better to explore by yourself interesting."

As the words fell, the blade of the Asura Saber began to emit white light. The entire blade was like a piece of crystal. Soon, a black aura spread silently, and within a few seconds, it swallowed up the previous white light, exuding an ominous aura. .

Like being polluted.

Almost at the moment when the knife was enveloped by black air, Bai Lan retreated a certain distance without thinking.

Dakong's Mare ring seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and the flames seemed listless and dim.

The knife is devouring life, the life of all things.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Lan had already exited the area filled with black air. He looked at the man standing in the middle holding the knife as if nothing had happened, and restrained his contemptuous attitude in his heart.

I didn't pay attention to the knife before, but now it seems that I have ignored the most important thing.

"Looks like he's hiding his trump card." Bai Lan used the power of the flames to suspend in mid-air, looking at the astonishing scene under his feet.

However, the god doesn't seem to be happy at all, and the appearance of no joy or sorrow is really a bit like a god in people's impression.

Bai Lan, who was still guessing the power of the knife, realized it for herself in a second.

The man raised the knife and swung it down neatly.

The sharp wind rushed forward with a sharp blade, with an indomitable momentum, as if it could split the sky.

Bai Lan straightened her expression and raised her hand.

Black and orange-red collided together.

Soon, the flame appeared to be eroded, starting from the edge, and being penetrated bit by bit.

Bai Lan resolutely gave up that part of the flame and withdrew his hand.

The saber energy broke through the clouds along his forehead and went straight into the deep space.

Bai Lan swooped down from mid-air and swung a punch. The opponent also raised the Shura Saber to fight, and the fist wrapped in flames could directly touch the blade of the Shura Saber.

Don't look at Jing Yeyan's superficial look at a fight that has been well-predicted, but in fact he is not at ease.

How could he dare to release the Asura Saber, he just used a little strength to force Bailan to be serious.

But even so, it is still too exaggerated to directly resist the Asura Saber. Is this really the power that humans can have?

Kyonoyan thought with a blank expression on his face.

However, the movement didn't stop. While anticipating this situation, the fingers of the other hand straightened and made a knife-like stabbing at Bai Lan's heart.

Of course, Bai Lan dodged it.

Although Bai Lan didn't take Xiu seriously, he finally realized the gap between gods and humans.

Even he, who possessed the cornerstone of the world—the Mare Ring, one of the three powers of seven, couldn't truly defeat Xiu.

"The power of the gods..."

The corners of Bai Lan's raised lips fell, and a shadow fell on his face. Soon, he showed a frivolous smile again, and jumped back gently.

"You," he said, out of Xiu's attack range, "it seems quite interesting, let's see how far you can do it."

What he said was correct, Bai Lan did not try his best, Jing Yeyan had heard of Bai Lan's strength to some extent, and he couldn't even deal with him in the European battlefield.

So far, the two of them seem to have only gotten to know each other a little bit more. When Jing Yeyan was about to start a big game, Bai Lan said that he would not fight.

My heart is a little bit stuck.

Kyonoyan held back his breath and maintained his composure.

If it was the real God of War, he would definitely smash Bailan to death, but unfortunately he is a fake, and there is no need to synchronize to that level, he is not really here to smash Bailan.

Xiu looked up at Bai Lan, and smiled at him inexplicably.

The next moment, a dagger stabbed hard from his lower back.

He was pushed forward and staggered, and soon a large stream of blood spilled from his mouth.

Bai Lan's pupils shrank, and things happened so quickly that he didn't even have time to react. The invincible opponent who was strong one second had already fallen forward on the ground the next second.

As Xiu fell down, the young man standing beside him was revealed.

Just now, they were too focused on each other. Neither Xiu nor Bai Lan noticed the person approaching. The black air on Shura's knife might have also played a role in it. It seemed to interfere with people's spirits.

The target who conspired with Fyodor appeared so suddenly before Bai Lan's heart.

Somewhat frightened.

Just like the jumpscare in the game, knowing that there is nothing to be afraid of, but suddenly appearing will make people suddenly frightened.

The dagger was probably smeared with poison, Bai Lan thought to himself looking at the blood gushing out of the god's body, otherwise it would be impossible for the god to lose the ability to resist so quickly.

Thinking of this, he suddenly froze.

Wait, did Xiu resist?

No matter how I recalled it, it seemed that there was only obedience.

Bai Lan looked at the god lying sideways on the ground, although it was painful, but... he was smiling.

A consciously masked smile appears to be genuinely cheerful.

He did it on purpose.

When this idea came up, Bai Lan was shocked.

Quietly staring at that face, trying to find the answer from his face, meeting the already blurred eyes, Bai Lan didn't understand until this moment.

This is a boring, crazy man who will do anything for fun.

Following his dark eyes, he looked at the person standing in the pool of blood, and then he dug out the information he had read before from the corner of his memory.

This man is different, and if the gods die at his hands, he will become the supreme god, the lord of the gods.

Bai Lan narrowed his eyes.

That's it, that's the purpose.

What Xiu said before echoed in his ears.

Using the weakness after fighting him to create an opportunity, a reasonable chance to be killed, for this reason, Xiu is also using him, maybe he has discovered their arrangement, but decided to push things along.

What a terrifying man, even his own life can be used as a weight in order to achieve his goals.

But this is the purpose of the Twilight Order, Xiu did it out of loyalty?

Thinking of this, even Bai Lan himself was about to laugh, it was impossible, he directly denied the answer.

This man definitely did this to achieve the ending he wanted. That ending may have the same path as the Twilight Cult, but it will never be the same.

Bai Lan had a premonition that although Xiu was dead, this was not the end yet.

His layout may only start now.

That body gradually became cold, and the death of a god would not even leave a corpse, and even the splashed blood turned into light spots, leaving no trace.

It wasn't until it was confirmed that Xiu was dead that the young man standing there looked at Bai Lan indifferently, "Do you want to know why I did this?"

Bai Lan squinted his eyes so that people couldn't see his expression clearly. He asked briskly, "Why?"

"Because I think what Fyodor said is right." Jing Yeyan presented a smiling face.

After he left, Bai Lan pondered over what he meant.

......

As the person who made the noise left, a military policeman held his mobile phone in front of him, recorded everything that happened, covered his mouth tightly, and remained silent.

Originally, he just wanted to take a random photo of the scene, who knew such a big thing would happen!

This, this will not be found at the door to silence it.