The gunfire continued.

Rage leaned against the back of the crate and began to look at the inscription rifle that the player had thrown at him.

It had heard of the weapon, called the gun, from the information it had shared, and it hated and praised the human invention of the weapon, which would make warfare more brutal in the future.

Anger didn't expect to come into contact with this thing in the space of consciousness, and... The guns in its hands are much more advanced than those used by humans in real life.

The usage should be......

Anger learned how to hold the rifle based on his previous experience of his own doppelganger being torn to pieces by bullets.

It fumbled for a moment in the rifle handshake, found the trigger, and pulled it gently.

Flames erupted from the muzzle, and the bullets hit the wall in front of the rage, leaving a series of bullet marks on the wall.

"The effect of the smoke grenade is going to disappear! Do you still have smoke grenades? ”

The player was changing the magazine of his pistol and was angry that he could no longer stand the chatter of this player, as well as the voice in his head, and pointed the gun at the player next to him.

Anger pulled the trigger again, and three more bullets shot straight out, but it found that the person next to it was unscathed.

Why?

Furious fired several shots at the person next to him again, but the character next to him was not harmed in any way.

"He... They're coming! My pistol seems to be out of ammunition. ”

The player had no idea at all that anger was turning the gun on him.

Furious let out a cry that bordered on madness, and it stood up directly from the crate, raised its gun and slammed the trigger on the attacking character on the other side of the crate.

The round of strafing bullets hit one of the attacking characters directly, and Furious watched as scarlet blood erupted from the character's head before falling to the ground.

That's it... Killed a human easily?

No, those are aggregates of energy, and they are not human.

Furious as he was shocked by the power of the rifle in his hand, a bullet slashed through the shoulder of the character it controlled.

Blood spilled from its character's shoulders, and the angry figure fell uncontrollably to the ground.

The sequence of inscriptions that originally remained inside this humanoid energy body worked... According to the game, the angry character's HP has been reset to zero and has become a dead form!

"Damn! Don't try to imprison me this way! ”

Anger continued to modify the inscriptions inside the aggregate with its own branches of energy, but to little effect.

At this moment, anger heard footsteps again.

The attackers' characters were approaching here, and anger was felt at this moment called despair growing in their hearts.

The irony is that these feelings of despair still make it... I was able to absorb some energy that could be used.

As long as the attacking characters fire a few more shots at it as it falls to the ground, it will disappear from the world entirely.

But no...

The scene in front of its eyes suddenly changed, and a feeling of weightlessness suddenly swept over it, and it lost its balance and sat down on the ground because of this sudden weightlessness, and it looked around... The defender's characters who were previously dead have all been resurrected.

As if nothing had happened, the characters bought a brand new gun and quickly left.

"We were on the offensive side in this game... Hey? Don't you buy guns? ”

The player who had been pestering it came over again, angry at the fact that he had figured out what was going on based on the information he had reconstructed in his character's body.

Its character was reborn.

The second game? Angry stared at the distant 'teammates', and suddenly figured out the rules of this consciousness space.

It should have found a place to hide now, and then converted the energy in the character's body.

Anger thinks the same thing, but it doesn't have to take a few steps for its character to move before a bullet hits Rage's body.

The enemy has come behind it.

An inscription rifle appeared in the angry hand.

"Don't any of you try to survive this time."

Anger reloaded the inscription gun in her hand, and when she gripped the object made of the power of faith again, she didn't feel the same sense of repulsion as before.

The chaotic voices in his mind were all gone, and the anger was stunned at this moment, it had not yet fully transformed the power of faith in its body.

Anger raised his character's hand and summoned his own essence, which was the part of the Grey Mist.

As a result, it was not a gray mist that came out of its hands, but a pale gray and white mist, mixed with a hint of gold.

…………

Qiao Xiu pressed the key on the keyboard and defected to the enemy camp, because three rounds had passed, and the character of the anger incarnate had been killed several times by Qiao Xiu's side, but it still existed.

Shiratori told Qiao Xiu a... Quite interesting news.

That is, 'the Messenger is gradually being assimilated by the World Tree.' ’

After Qiao Xiu betrayed the camp on the attacking side, he found the role that anger occupied.

"Brother? Do you want to continue? ”

Qiao Xiu turned his head to look at Nogus, who was sitting next to him, this was the fifth game of Noggs, and he still seemed to believe that he could destroy anger with the inscribed gun in the game.

Ever since Joshua pointed out who the anger was, Noggs stared at the anger kill...

Now that Nogus has learned to wield a sniper rifle, Nogus pinpoints the angry lodger character to the ground as Josius answers him.

"Why don't you continue?"

Noggs controlled his character and approached the angry man who fell to the ground.

"Uh... Here's the thing, it's gradually being eroded by the power of faith. Qiao Xiu explained.

"And then?" When Nogus came to Angry's side, he was cursing at Nogus, repeating that the next game would kill you.

"And then it may gradually change from being a servant of something outside the boundary, to... Servants of the World Tree. ”

Qiao Xiu was crouching and standing up next to the angry corpse.

Although anger still retains memories of past hatreds, the composition within it is more of the power of faith than the gray mist.

"You want me to let it go?" Nogus saw what Qiao Xiu was thinking.

"This is your prey, brother... I can't decide, if you want to destroy it, I can do it for you. "Qiao Xiu wasn't very interested in the messenger.

"Do you have a way to imprison it?"

When Nogus was talking to Qiao Xiu, he didn't let go of what he was doing, and he also took out an enemy with the sniper rifle in his hand.

"Captivity? I think it should be fine. Qiao Xiu said.

"Build me a cage to imprison it, and show me how to torture it." Nogus stared at the screen and said, "I have a few questions for it. ”