[Calm down!! Killiman! 】

Angelon roared, and without hesitation, he raised his fist and slammed it into Killiman's face.

Robert Killeman had never fought with Angron, nor had he experienced such a bursting fighting style as Angron.

Killyman took a sharp step back, and Angelon's punch brushed in front of him.

Seeing that the attack did not work, Angron immediately turned sideways, and he picked up the bloody tomahawk he had just thrown, and the chainsaw axe let out a deafening roar,

[Withdraw! Roque, take everyone back, but don't get too far away from me! 】

Angelon roared, eyes fixed on Killiman.

He is convinced that he is his brother, and in fact, the Lord of the Red Sand, who has the ability to recognize the emotions of others, can always distinguish between fantasy and reality.

Robert Killiman was in terrible shape.

Angron saw the viscous blood dripping from his armor, interspersed with some kind of blue shard—Killiman had killed the Ultramarine, or rather, some kind of being in the skin of an Ultramarine.

He looked a lot older, a lot more tired, and his ears were covered with layers of dried blood, and the years were pouring down, wearing down Killiman.

Robert Killeman fell into an irritated rage, but there was still a clear look in his blue eyes.

[Killiman! It's me! Angelon! 】

Angelon shouted, dodging Killiman's swing of his sword, he was sure Killiman heard him, but he didn't believe him.

Robert Killeman has been trapped in the illusion for too long, and he may have fought Angron countless times in the illusion.

Angelon had to make Killiman realize that it was the real Angelon standing in front of him now.

Once again, Angelon sideways and dodged Killiman's short sword, and Killiman immediately swept away, and Angelon resisted the blow with his tomahawk.

The loud sound of metal colliding shook off, and both primordials stared at each other.

Normally, Angron would feel his blood boiling because of the fight.

But now he didn't, the fight of the original body did not arouse any of his fighting spirit, and he was now extremely sober, with a certain lightness.

Perhaps he was still reminiscing about the strategic retreat just now.

Angron stared into Killiman's eyes,

[Killiman - think of Motarian, he's still waiting for you in Macurag!] 】

Angelon roared,

[And in the first place, how did Hades teach you to recognize chaos?! 】

The corners of Killiman's eyes twitched,

He briefly withdraws from a certain inertia of fighting, fighting, observing, analyzing, fighting, changing, and he has repeated this set of behaviors for so long that he does not put much effort into them.

It's like an assembly line machine.

And this is the best way for Killiman to find the best way to reduce his anger and fighting spirit.

At first, thousands of demon armies poured out of the blood mist, and Robert Killiman fought against them, and he became unusually belligerent and angry, but he always restrained his emotions in front of the red line he had set for him.

Time had become extremely long, perhaps after the other side realized that this would never be able to defeat Killiman, and the illusion that Killiman was facing changed.

He saw the Emperor, he saw Horus, he saw Korakus, he saw his Lady Judton, he saw the bastard who killed his adoptive father......

He saw everything, logical, ridiculous, all the people he knew and those he didn't know, and he fell into one illusion after another, trying to defeat Killiman with words.

It's usually a scene that can't be let go of, then a quarrel, throwing out the hard facts to accept, and then a fight, yelling at Gilliman as he fights, shattering his perception step by step.

Killeman has come up with a template for this.

At first, he knew it was a vision, and he tried to argue with the other side, but Robert Killeman shouted all sorts of logical and speculative words.

Killyman pondered, arguing.

He proves to the other side that creatures and races do not depend on war to survive, and that after some prerequisites are met, the probability of war breaking out in this world will be reduced to extremely low.

But the enemies did not respond to him with a frontal struggle, they avoided this and instead attacked Robert Killeman himself, rather than his upheld.

They simply wanted to provoke Robert Killiman's anger and make him lose his mind.

Killeman could feel his energy being dissipated helplessly, and perhaps he would be able to stand and fight for thousands more years, but would this illusion last for a thousand years?

And in those visions, Robert Killiman also nearly fell into the abyss, holding on to Yodton's corpse in vain, with Coetze's broken and sharp laughter and mockery in his ears.

They persuaded him to give up, give up, and shattered Robert Killiman's underlying logic with one illogical "fact" after another.

In the end, after countless persuasions of "Angelon", Robert Killiman was expressionless, he stretched out his hands and slapped them on the side of his ears!

His whole world buzzed.

Killiman raised his sword and took the initiative to attack the illusion!

As long as he doesn't listen, he will never be corrupted.

Robert Killiman's battle goes back to the beginning, fighting, observing, analyzing, fighting, changing, and whenever the blood in his ears dries up, Killeman does the same, destroying his own hearing.

According to common sense, if he cannot hear without hearing, then the words that persuade him are useless, and when his mind is not disturbed by the outside world, Killiman believes that he will not waver.

If Killeman had "heard" those voices, then he was in a fantasy, and Robert Killeman would not have wavered.

He closed his mind and fought with the instincts of the original body, and he saw the slowly rising sea of blood, the scarlet waves lapping against him—

But Robert Killeman will only carry out the process he originally set for himself, fighting, observing, analyzing, fighting, changing, he executes, and avoids as much as possible, accumulating anger as the cycle progresses.

In the end, he only remembered that he was going to fight, to observe, to analyze, to fight, to change—those memories that were distant, beautiful, and distorted and exploited countless times were gone.

[Killiman! 】

Angelon's roar exploded as many times as he could, and Killeman knew that his hearing was restored, and he quickly backed away, trying to destroy his hearing again.

A hand jerked over and took Killiman's hand,

Killiman jerked at Angelon - something was wrong?! In his calculations, 0.003 milliseconds is not enough to get Angron close?!

The sound of the bones of his hand shattering sounded, and Killiman quickly swung his sword, and the sword light flew into the air, and Angelon stared at him, and let out another roar,

[Killiman, how did Hades teach you to recognize chaos in the first place?!] 】

Hades.

Killiman's long-held thoughts came alive, and he retrieved his memories and suddenly realized that there was only one person he knew, who did not appear in Killiman's angry memories.

It's Hades.

Angelon watched as Killiman's attack slowed down, and he grinned, he was right.

Hades is the one who never appears in the illusion.

The cowards were afraid to mention him, they were afraid to remind people of him, they wanted them, they wanted humanity to forget him.

But for those of them who knew Hades, it was too difficult to forget such a person who had impressed them.

【…… Who is Hades? 】

Killiman's hoarse voice spoke, and he stared at Angron in disbelief, slowing down the frequency of his attacks.

Angelon took the initiative to put down the axe, he spread his hands out, as if trying something,

"You know him, Killiman.] 】

There was a leaping fire in his eyes, and Angron felt the tingling of his brain without a trace, and it seemed that he had not yet reached the "casual brain period" that Hades had instructed.

Angelon wanted to try one thing, just as he had tried a tactical retreat.

He took a deep breath, feeling Robert Killiman's emotions.

Robert started thinking again, it was the instinct of the Lord of Maculag, his multi-threaded, complex thinking patterns were activated, and he began to recall the past in confusion, who was Hades?

Robert's instinct saved him.

While Killyman was focused on remembering rather than resisting anger, Angelon touched Killiman's emotions and began to pull Killyman to flee the monstrous sea of blood with him.

He did it.

Push the book

Sean, the game modeler, travels through a game he made himself and becomes a villain boss.

So, to get to the center of the world above the wasteland?

No, I'm going to deal with all the bosses, blacken all the positive characters, and make the world even more chaotic.

"I'm not extreme at all, and I don't play with human nature - I'm just a little villain, not a demagogic demon."

(End of chapter)