Blue Prison: I walk into the world as the devil

Strange idea.

Bingzhiyang looked at the direction Qingluo Ren was running in a bit of a trance... Was this guy trying to resonate with him?

But why is there a sense of tearing?

The two of them quickly passed the time that was blocking their way and quickly tore through a perfect offensive route in the left half of the field. However, Bing Zhiyang felt a strange feeling. Qing Luoren's kicking style did not seem to follow Ye Liangqiu's movements...

He is making a decision... no... should I say, choosing.

This guy's brain is choosing whether to score a goal himself or pass the ball...even when passing the ball, he is choosing someone.

"This damn egoist!" Bing Zhiyang gritted his teeth. He shouldn't have trusted Qing Luoren, but he had to cooperate with him. However, he knew clearly in his heart that if he continued to cooperate with the person in front of him, the situation would probably become unimaginable in the next few minutes.

For those of them who have the ability to see beyond the horizon...

Extremely uneasy...

Even the people running not far away looked at Qing Luo Ren who was beginning to show his potential. He didn't have any outstanding performances in the previous game, so many people ignored his existence, but since he was able to start... naturally he should have a special ability.

Otherwise Noah wouldn't have sent it out.

"Special abilities?" Jie Shi thought while running. He kept recalling things about Qing Luo Ren. At least during training, he had played against this guy before. To be precise, he couldn't judge this guy's background.

But during the previous training, Qing Luo Ren had a strange behavior.

For example, if Ye Liangqiu and I were on the same team versus Caesar, Qing Luoren was on their team, and this guy would try to get as close to me as possible...

At that time, Jie Shiyi once doubted whether Qing Luo Ren would help him like Heiming Lan Shi.

Unfortunately, after arriving at this arena, this person seemed to have completely ignored him...

"Is it selective help?" Jie Shiyi's brain was working rapidly, and he seemed to think of a possibility, a possibility that no one had noticed... Qing Luoren's helping principles... seemed to be different from theirs.

But a balance.

He will try his best to balance the divided state within the team.

To put it simply, it is to help the weak party to constantly compete with the strong party for sovereignty, but it will not exceed this sovereignty, because all it wants is "attention."

Jie Shiyi's pupils dilated, and the corners of his mouth curled up. "That's right, it's attention. Qing Luoren's selfishness is reflected in his own choices. He can judge the weak and the strong, and try his best to help the weak defeat the strong so that he can appear in the public eye."

This is his selfishness.

To put it nicely, it's 'neutral'; to put it bluntly, it's 'fence-sitter'.

The Qingluo people's fighting mentality is that only those who stand on my side will win. My existence can determine the winner. His fighting instinct and way of survival will only help those who are beneficial to him.

When he meets a strong person, he will selectively try to help the weak, but... once he exceeds his middle line, he will not hesitate to help the strong person score a goal, because that is how he can show himself.

After all, this is the last game.

Germany is under pressure from an invincible demon king. Unless someone can stand up to fight against the demon king, Qing Luoren's fighting principle is to help the demon king score goals.

But if either Caesar or Jie Shiyi could appear in his field of vision, Qing Luoren would not recommend helping them score a goal...

On the dividing line of fate, it is up to the person to take the next step.

Will determine the fate of a ball.

Jie Shiyi had completely understood his fighting style, his pupils blazing with flames, "I've found it... I've finally found a way to defeat you!"

"Qing Luo Ren, you are the last piece of my puzzle!"

"A puzzle to defeat the Devil and Caesar!"

In an instant, Jie Shiyi rushed towards the restricted area.

On the other side, Qing Luo Ren and Bing Zhi Yang had torn through the left half of the defense, and France had to rush to the penalty area to stop those players who were running without the ball.

The others were forcing Qing Luo Ren and Bing Zhi Yang to cooperate, causing them to make mistakes.

Caesar's arrogance was fully ignited, and his pupils had completely turned into predator mode. He stared at Ye Liangqiu who had stepped into the restricted area, "This is the most crucial battle."

“The selfish desires of the human heart will be fully aroused!”

"Scoring goals is the key, and assisting with goals is also the key. If there are only goals, everything else is meaningless!"

Just when Qing Luo Ren passed the ball to Bing Zhiyang.

Caesar jumped high and intercepted the ball with one foot. He didn't care whether he would be sent off. This was the last battle. Since the bayonet fight had begun, he would fight to the end!

Failure means death, failure means ruin!

"I'm going to crush you to death!"

Bingzhiyang showed a look of shock, not noticing that Caesar would steal the ball from this place, but what shocked him even more was, is this guy crazy?

Didn’t Noah say before the game that…those who steal the ball will be substituted?

Suddenly, Bingzhiyang's brain froze for a second, and then he understood Caesar's thoughts.

Goal!

If tackling the ball will result in a penalty kick, what if Caesar scores a goal in such a critical moment?

Risks and benefits coexist. Once he scores a goal, he is no longer a scapegoat, but a hero.

Hero of Germany!

"Damn it!" Bingzhiyang looked at Caesar who rushed directly into the restricted area and couldn't help but feel a little angry. This guy has gone completely crazy.

Kaiser's grab for the ball instantly caused the situation that had just been opened up on the German side to return to chaos.

Ye Liangqiu was not surprised when he saw Caesar grabbing the ball. He knew that Caesar, who was unwilling to fall into the feces, would definitely come. He could not give up his life because of the failure of his new weapon. There would always be a ray of light that would make this idiot cheer up again.

"It is precisely because of your character that I enjoy whipping you a little bit."

"The unyielding emperor is much more interesting than the previous tyrannical king!"

"Caesar, come and show me your ultimate performance!"

Charles looked at the increasingly chaotic court, his bright smile becoming even more bizarre. "Interesting, really fun!"

"This stadium is the most chaotic game I have ever seen!"

"The competition between them, the devouring and erosion of each other."

"You really surprised me!" His pupils had completely turned into the shape of a football, and his eyes were fixed on Caesar who was rushing towards him.

Caesar seemed to notice him, his eyes glaring at him, "Get out of here, little brat!"

"Get out of my way!"