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The Players and the Protagonist Want to Kill Me – Chapter 784

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Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)

Chapter 574: Immature Angels

“Gabriel?!”

Audoin’s voice was almost distorted as he looked at the cage wrapped in sacred flames.

“How can you descend? On what grounds can you descend!?”

Was this not the Prime Material Plane?

How could Archangels descend so directly?

“Are you surprised?” At this moment, another Archangel walked out.

He had fiery red hair, ruby-like eyes, and a handsome face that could rival a woman’s, but his voice was neutral.

He was Michael, the strongest among the Archangels in combat power, and concurrently the supreme commander of the Angelic Legion under the God of Light.

“Actually, we only need to find a coordinate to descend. Although it’s in the form of an avatar, the previous coordinates’ strength was too poor, and their guidance ability was limited. This time, Lewenstein provided a very good coordinate, so…”

He walked to the side of the holy light cage, smiled, and plucked a feather from his wings. The feather transformed in mid-air, instantly becoming a spear burning with flames.

“Now, Audoin, let’s play a game. I will stab you with this spear. If you dodge it, I’ll let you go. If you can’t dodge it, you’ll have afternoon tea with us four old guys.”

“I refuse!” Audoin refused without a second thought. Despite their upright appearances, these angels were all more wicked and ruthless than each other in their schemes.

“Note, I am not negotiating with you, I am merely informing you…”

Michael smiled gently.

With a casual flick of his wrist, he thrust the spear into the cage, but Audoin dodged it with a slight sway.

“Is that all?” Audoin couldn’t resist his habit of speaking his mind.

“You’re still the same as ever…”

Michael’s lips twitched.

The six pairs of wings behind him trembled, and countless feathers transformed into spears burning with divine flames, arranging themselves densely outside the cage and aiming at Audoin within.

Audoin: (°ο°)

He was filled with regret and wished he could slap himself, but he had no hands.

“Go!”

Michael raised his hand and pointed.

The fiery spears shot into the holy light cage, instantly engulfing Audoin.

“Michael, be careful. Don’t kill this old man.” Gabriel watched the Undead Emperor wailing in the holy light cage with a hint of worry. “I was planning to test my Sword Array of Light on him. You go easy on him, and our Master said to leave Audoin alive.”

“Don’t worry, he’s not that fragile.”

Michael waved his hand dismissively.

He hadn’t toyed with an undead creature in so many years, and his hands were itching for some action. How could he pass up such an opportunity?

He not only would not kill Audoin but would also keep him alive and well, fattened up. That would make the game more exciting!

“By the way, I also want to try my Soul-Shaking Bell on Audoin.” The Angel of Divine Light, Uriel, also stepped forward to join the fun.

He held a shining golden bell in his hand.

This was a divine artifact he had created to counter the Old Ones. He had spent over a thousand years tinkering with it.

“And me,” Raphael, the Angel of Dominion, took out an item resembling a coffin.

This coffin was carved with a monster full of eyes, yet its entire material was a shimmering silver metal. The entire coffin burned with sacred fire, appearing both divine and evil.

“This is a divine artifact I created based on the human torture device, the Iron Maiden. I tested it on a few Abyss demons and a Shallow Abyss Lord before, and the effect was excellent. Would you like to lie in it?”

The angels quickly shook their heads.

Xi Wei also shook his head.

These four were not angels at all.

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They were clearly four devils disguised as angels. Legends in the Prime Material Plane spoke of angels wielding holy swords and being enveloped in holy light.

Good heavens, what kind of eccentric beings were these?

One liked to torture, another liked to stab people with swords, one held a soul-calling bell, and another treated an Iron Maiden as a divine artifact? If this got out, the bards would likely spit up three liters of blood on the spot.

The four Archangels were having a grand time.

In the center of the Emerald Forest, a somber atmosphere permeated the air.

Adenasi refused to give up. She walked to the Elven Empress and fed the last of the Emerald Forest’s Life Spring into Elice Frost’s mouth.

However, the Life Spring, which the elves had always treated as a life-saving tool, had no effect now.

“Stop wasting your energy and the Life Spring.”

Britt Greyfur, a legendary druid, walked over and snatched the remaining Life Spring from Adenasi’s hand.

“What’s the point? Can’t you see that the Empress’s life force has dissipated?”

Britt Greyfur was now the only living elder in the Emerald Forest and the only Legendary-grade expert. The other elders had already fallen. He, as a captive of the undead, had surprisingly survived, which was a twist of fate.

With the death of the Elven Empress, he was the supreme ruler of the entire Emerald Forest. He was the Elf King!

Therefore, even if the Elven Empress could still be saved, he would stop the elves from attempting to save her with all his might.

Adenasi glared at Britt Greyfur and rushed forward to snatch back the small amount of Life Spring, but Britt Greyfur kicked her to the ground.

“Disciple disrespecting her superior, you ungrateful wretch! The reason the Emerald Forest has fallen to this state is because of elves like you who break the rules.”

Britt Greyfur was a traditionalist. While he verbally abused Adenasi, he was actually denouncing the Elven Empress for her arbitrary reforms and for breaking rules, even allying with humans and leasing out the Emerald Fortress, which should have been reclaimed, as if it were an item. He completely disregarded the fact that he was still alive because Xi Wei’s reinforcements had arrived in time.

The surrounding elves dared not utter a word.

No one pleaded for Adenasi. They watched as the elder repeatedly kicked Adenasi in the stomach, back, and chest, each kick more vicious than the last.

Helen opened her mouth as if to say something, but the atmosphere around them felt like a giant hand gripping her throat.

If only Adenasi’s identity wasn’t so special.

She couldn’t bear to watch Adenasi being beaten any longer and quietly turned her head away.

Adenasi had been humiliated by humans. In the eyes of most elves, Adenasi was actually no longer worthy of being an elf.

However, because Adenasi had gained great strength by sacrificing her life force, no elf dared to look down on her.

But now, of course, no elf would step forward for her.

It would be best for an elf like Adenasi to die, to preserve the purity of the elf race.

Most of the traditionalist elves thought this way.

Including their kin who had been captured and sold to human empires.

If they could be rescued, that would be best, but if not, those who became human slaves…

Once discovered by elves, they would kill them themselves, with a higher priority than killing humans.

Loli found this fruit juice very delicious.

So she made a cup just like it for you to drink.

But you didn’t drink it, and she got angry.

Gone mad.


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The Players and the Protagonist Want to Kill Me

The Players and the Protagonist Want to Kill Me

Villainous Lord: Both The Players And The Protagonist Want To Kill Me, 反派领主:玩家和主角都想刀我
Score 6.8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Native Language: Chinese
He transmigrated into the villainous lord BOSS from his past life’s game. He originally thought he could reverse his fate of being defeated and reap benefits from the players. However, with an unscrupulous system taking over his body, he could only go against the players. He blocked the players’ resurrection points directly. He took away the players’ guiding NPC, the Saintess. Where there was oppression, there was resistance. The players began to launch su*cide attacks on Sivey’s castle. Sivey: “The players are going to farm me, what should I do? Waiting online, urgent!” Player: “We can’t even beat the small monsters in the castle!” Player A: “What? The BOSS fights while holding a top-tier maid nanny!” Player B: “What? Even the Saintess has defected?” Protagonist: “Help me up, I can still pretend!” Gods: “Something’s off with his maid squad!!” Demon King: “Give me some face, don’t pluck my wool today QAQ”

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