With each shadow replaced, the bishop's abilities change.

Her physical strength will return to its peak state, the wounds on her body will disappear due to the appearance of the shadow, and the blood in her body will return to its original state in the process, allowing her to continue to deal with the player's attacks in high spirits.

Because the abilities are different, the player needs to repeatedly scout the opponent's new abilities each time, and then respond again according to the specific situation.

It's a hassle, but it's a lot of fun.

The boss has a different mechanism every time, and it's so rewarding to fight!

Fangcheng Studio, it's very troublesome to do so many boss forms, do you want us to add money to you?

And every time after the boss, a new artifact will appear, and these artifacts are here to disrupt the balance, and the previous artifacts are a pile of scum compared to these new artifacts.

With the players attacking together, the shadow around the bishop is becoming less and less.

The banquet of shadows began to be empty, and the white walls looked more and more empty without the dancing of shadows.

Here there was only one last shadow left, and the bishop paused for a moment.

She'd forgotten how long she'd been fighting, but it was the best she'd ever had.

Although her body could continue to recover to its peak, mental malaise continued to accumulate, eroding her will like poison, making her feel like she was on the verge of collapse.

Still, she felt like she was doing a good job.

Almost all the shadows had dissipated, and the once-bustling pantheon had become empty, and there was not a single god left except the last deity.

The last shadow is still reveling, although there is no one to drink with it, no one to sing with it.

However, the other party still reveled there as a final curtain call.

Hehe......

Also......

Why not binge?

At this last moment, the bishop wanted to follow their example and have a good meal here.

Unfortunately, all of her minions were sacrificed, and the most loyal warriors were all killed by herself, and their souls were still waiting to be summoned in Valhalla, and she was the final key.

Just as she was about to face her own death, she saw the door in front of her be pushed open again.

A player stands in the doorway, and although the opponent looks very weak, the bishop feels that the opponent is more intimidating than any of the apostles.

Such a person would not be a nameless boy, so the bishop tried to identify the other party, and then let out a sigh: "Black technology, it turned out to be you." ”

The names of these apostles are stranger than the other, but they are also distinctive.

They are free, they are uninhibited, they don't have the slightest fear of the gods, and that's where they can win.

Faced with what might be his last enemy, the Bishop drew his weapon, the Glorious Sword in front of him.

Pointing at the black technology, the bishop let out a thunderous voice: "Come on, black technology." ”

"I'm not here to fight you, I'm here to find out the truth."

"The truth is that I'm crazy."

"There's no need to be like this, it's just you and me here. No, there is also the only remaining exalted deity. ”

After listening to the words of the black technology, the bishop was silent for a long time, then put down his weapon, looked at the black technology condescendingly and asked, "What do you know?" ”

"It's all speculation, so I wonder if I'm right."

Sitting in front of the bishop, Black Technology said: "Actually, I was more inclined at first that you had already defected to the Demon King, which is why you were so crazy, but I found that the priestess and paladins have an almost faith-like trust in you, so I feel that the inside story is not so simple." ”

"What do you think I'm doing?" The bishop asked with interest.

Black Technology did not answer immediately, but put the flask he brought from outside in front of the bishop, and then poured a glass of wine for the other party himself.

In order to improve efficiency, the vast majority of gamers choose to use the PC side, which can further speed up the game and allow them to get more benefits in a limited time.

However, the black technology still uses the game pod, which makes him less efficient, but he can make delicate movements such as pouring wine.

The Bishop was hungry for the long battle, and the wine in front of her made her throat roll and make her feel desperate for a drink.

Sitting cross-legged in front of Black Technology, she lifted her mask to reveal a weathered face.

The bishop is a very beautiful girl, and if you look at her facial features alone, she is not much older than a dull god.

However, her eyes are very deep, which are only seen in the elderly, which means that her real age is definitely older than the black technology imagined.

Drinking all the wine poured out by the black technology in one go, she spit out a sip of wine with satisfaction, and then said, "How much do you see?" ”

"I've learned a little bit about it through the priestesses, and I've been reading a lot of storybooks here, and I've learned a lot of details, such as that your bishop is already a demigod, and he should have been led to become a god, but he got trapped here through all kinds of strange things to avoid becoming a god."

"Indeed." The Bishop nodded approvingly, "For an Apostle from another world, you're very powerful. You deserve praise for quickly learning something that no one else knows. Anything else? ”

"I also know you're doing a massive blasphemy ritual that will put you into a state of séance. At this time, you're actually just a vessel for the gods, so I'm wondering, why? ”

The Bishop tilted his head sideways and looked at the black technology.

She drank the wine, and the long-lost alcohol made her face red, and it also gave her a bit of girlish youth and mature female cunning.

The blond hair was scattered, making the bishop at this time look not a powerful demigod, but a three-meter-tall girl next door who greeted people with a smile on her face.

Stretching out her hand, she nodded her black technology lips and said with a smile, "You know." ”

“…… Yes. ”

"The gods can't interfere directly here, it's an iron law here. However, the invasion of the Demon King has reached a level that is impossible to ignore, and if they don't do something, then humanity will be extinct. So, we've been working on this plan to have the gods die generously and forge powerful artifacts with their lives. ”

"Did they agree?"

"Not only did they agree, they were crazy with joy. Every god is actively preparing for death, and they have been waiting for this moment for a long time, so long that every time I pray, I am frantically asked by a group of gods why they have not waited for the day they will be killed. ”

Black technology drank wine, feeling that the tradition of this world not cherishing its own life seemed to have started since the gods.

But as the gods said, they can do anything to save the world.

It's an emotion that players can barely comprehend, but it's also a true portrayal of this world, where countless sacrifices are made just to keep their civilization alive, and all lives are just coins of different denominations under this goal.

Including bishops.

And the gods, too.

After another sip of wine, Black Tech asked, "Then why us, not the inhabitants here." ”

"They can't, they're loyal, but they're not strong enough. If you want to defeat me, you must gain strength beyond ordinary people. And as soon as they gain this power, they will be made gods. This is the law of the world, and it is also a barrier that we cannot surpass. ”

Black Tech nodded and understood the question.

There is no solution to this problem, as special mechanics limit the creation of artifacts and prevent the gods from converting themselves into usable currency.

Looking at the bishop in front of him, Black Technology continued to ask, "Then why did you choose us?" ”

"We have predictable gods, but he can only dimly see some of them. Hope is in you, so we are willing to gamble everything on you. ”

Closing his eyes, the black technology understood the situation here.

This is a sacrifice that has lasted for a long time, a sacrifice that countless people have gambled everything, and in order to be able to keep themselves going, they do not hesitate to give hope to the warriors from outside, and turn everything into strength to them.

When he opened his eyes, the eyes of the black technology flashed with the clear light of enlightenment.

Having taken the last sip of wine, he saluted respectfully, then looked at the bishop in front of him and said, "I am very impressed. So, I'll go out of my way to challenge you and kill you later. ”

"Come on, black technology. I hope you're my last opponent and I'm looking forward to seeing how you perform. ”

The cards unfolded in the hands of the black technology, a large number of strange things began to take effect, and one by one the cards were played by the black technology, and a high-level duel with the bishop was launched here.

The bishop can't see the cards of the black technology, he can only see the black technology skillfully using all kinds of strange things, and let the strange things play a variety of unbelievable chain effects.

The effect of the strange thing is constantly blooming, like fireworks, and the last gods cling to the shadows, giving heartfelt cheers for the final battle of the bishop.

It was also a duel that the Bishop was full of, and even though she ended up being pierced by countless chains, she still showed a bloody smile, looked at the black technology and said, "Beautiful, you are really the best thaumaturgist I have ever seen." ”

"You're also the most unique NPC I've ever seen."

After sighing, the black technology saw that the other party's body gradually disappeared, and finally turned into a chessboard and fell into his hands.

It's a standard chess board, and the texture of the board is bony to the touch.

The chess pieces inside are divided into black and white, and it looks like there are only thirty-two, but the black technology feels that the chess pieces here are definitely not as few as they seem.

The soul of the Praetorian Guard, killed by the Bishop, is here, and each pawn is a faithful guard, the last legacy of the Bishop, the last gift forged at the cost of his life.

Touching the hot chess pieces, the black technology felt that these chess pieces were constantly pulsating, their will was still attached to the chess pieces, and the blood in the body did not cool down because they became chess pieces, but became even hotter.

The last shadow has vanished, and elsewhere, the player's god-killing behavior has come to an end.

In the vast inner city, the last gods have also passed away, and their power has been transformed into the player's artifact, allowing the player to travel to the interior of the dark forest, carrying the power of the gods, to challenge the demon king.

Holding the bishop's last gift, Black Technology's mood was a little complicated.

His rationality tells him that this is a game and that he doesn't need to feel sorry for the actions of an NPC.

Everything is the setting of the program, the other party's lines, the other party's actions, and the other party's decision are all generated because of the control of the program. But the other party's impression of himself is flowing in his heart, like an elegy, constantly repeating this last reverberation.

Looking at the place where the bishop once stood, Black Technology felt that he might never forget the other party for the rest of his life.

With this chess piece, the black technology turned and left.

With the fall of all the gods, there is no point in exploring it.

After making sure that there really isn't anything to do here, the players set out to make their way to the Demon King's territory for the second time.

This time, their journey went off smoothly.

The new artifacts make them four times faster, and the upgraded Strange Thing Cards have devastating power, and the various monsters on the road look like small animals, allowing players to quickly come to the depths.

To the player's surprise, the priestesses followed.

There is a special connection between the bishop and the priestess, and after all four bishops have died and all the gods of the world have disappeared, they seem to have understood their mission overnight, and they have begun to lead the player into the interior of the dark forest.

At this point, these priestesses no longer act like mascots for resurrection points, they are now more like save points, assisting players in their journey through this dark forest.

Every currency has its own purpose.

And now, it is the time for the priestess to do its own thing.

The dark forest was quickly crossed, and the gas-filled mire appeared in front of the players' eyes, this was the first time they had seen a new scene, but not many players would be happy about it, but full of sadness.

The background of the game has been sorted out on the forum by black technology, and the tragic sacrifice makes players understand everything on their shoulders, and the plot of the game is here to gild their behavior with a layer of tragedy, and it also makes every player hope to go to the Demon King City as soon as possible, and then behead the culprit.

It's a silent march and every player is alone. On their side, in addition to the priestesses who need to be protected, there are also various unknown traps, as well as increasingly terrifying monsters.

However, they are not lonely, each player can bind multiple priestesses, they will constantly communicate with each other, and others will send the information of the exchange to others, so that this asynchronous network spreads faster and faster.

The wonderful atmosphere of the game makes the game dyed with a very peculiar color: everyone is lonely, and everyone is constantly helping others and getting help from others.

After realizing that he had inadvertently integrated into this place, the player who reacted couldn't help but say, "This game, God." ”

I'm sorry, I originally wanted to watch three more, but I'm too sleepy, come on tomorrow

(End of chapter)