It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

The 39th division of the newbie area.

There are countless screens here, and the humans on them are screaming in horror to varying degrees, and there are countless bloody scenes.

Betrayal, murder and distortion of human nature are happening every minute and every second.

In front of the screen, blue light like fireflies was floating around.

Each blue light represents the consciousness of a god.

The live broadcast room of the gods exists for them. Wherever they stop in front of a screen, the light in front of that screen will become brighter.

In this area, there is a screen that is unusually bright.

The red-eyed man on the screen was running as hard as he could. Behind him were charred female corpses. His body was covered with scars, and a layer of glaring white bones was exposed on his left wrist. The wound on his back seemed to have been accidentally scratched by a monster while he was running.

Several gods laughed, "Ivy League girls, a newbie can actually return to the world of the source of pollution, but he looks like he's dying."

"Haha, it's quite interesting. I remember the God of Mischief played an NPC in this dungeon. Ah, if I had known earlier, I would have played this game too. This little guy's looks are quite in line with my aesthetic. At least I won't let him die at the hands of these monsters. If he has to die, he'll have to die at my hands. Ah, what a waste."

"Hmm? He's looking at the mall, huh? Interesting. He knows that fire can restrain them. Unfortunately, the fire in the Ivy League Girls' School dungeon is too expensive, and he can't afford it."

"At least enough for him to buy a lighter."

Those gods smiled mockingly and gradually stopped in Xiao Huai's live broadcast room.

When beautiful things are destroyed, that is the moment when tragic aesthetics reaches its peak.

His death will surely bloom beautifully.

Chaos was the first god-level viewer of Xiao Huai’s live broadcast room, but definitely not the last.

In the temple, only Xiao Huai's live broadcast room was playing.

Chaos leaned lazily on the throne, his long snow-white hair scattered behind him. His fingertips lightly tapped the seat, and his dark eyes stared at Xiao Huai's expression.

His face exuded incomparable beauty, like moonlight falling on the water, clear and mysterious.

There seemed to be an entire universe in those inky eyes, and no one could see clearly what was hidden inside.

On his high nose bridge, there is a tiny mole, like a black star dotted in the clear sky.

The god's lips parted slightly, revealing a faint smile, a smile as gentle as a spring breeze. "I'll make everyone in the world forget you. If I start all over again, will you find it boring?"

Chaos slowly walked down from the throne. There was a group of guards standing around the temple. The moment they saw Chaos walking down from the throne, they were all terrified.

"My Lord, you cannot leave the temple."

The guards were about to say something when a little white cat, carrying holy water, jumped onto the temple. "Lord Chaos, you have never thought of leaving in tens of thousands of years. Is it you?"

Chaos curled his lips and said, "I want to see someone and see how beautiful he will be when he dies. So at that time, I have to be there to admire it with my own eyes."

The little white cat caught a glimpse of the live broadcast in the center of the temple, then bowed its head respectfully. "Yes, everything is as you wish, sir. I hope you will return soon. In your absence, Bai Ze will guard the temple for you."

Chaos stroked the little white cat's head and smiled softly.

The next second, the divine attire was removed and replaced with a white shirt and black suit pants.

His snow-white hair turned into inky black short hair in an instant, and he waved and smiled.

"Bai Ze, I've thought of a name for myself, Lu Yuanshi. Don't forget me when the time comes."

He walked forward and gradually disappeared.

Bai Ze transformed into a human form, half-knelt on the ground, and said with great respect: "I will wait for your return."

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In the live broadcast room of the gods, hundreds of gods in the novice area are watching the live broadcast room of the novice for the first time in a long time.

Xiao Huai on the screen stopped running upstairs. He seemed to have thought of something and jumped down from the second floor.

The breeze tangled around his hair and brushed across his shirt, and there was no trace of fear in his blood-red eyes.

Xiao Huai jumped to the ground and rolled a few times to reduce the shock of jumping off the building.

Fortunately, this is the second floor, not the fourth or fifth floor, otherwise I would have fallen and become half disabled.

After jumping off the building, more monsters followed him. Xiao Huai ran towards the school cafeteria. Along the way, about five hundred monsters followed him.

He didn't look back anymore, because if he did he might get a panic attack from crowds.

The school cafeteria is on the west side of the teaching building and has three floors.

The cafeteria was still as he remembered it, with a smell of blood.

There were not many monsters here, so he jumped directly into a window and found a large amount of cooking oil inside.

While dodging the monster's scratches, he sprinkled the cooking oil on the ground.

Cooking oil is not a prop and cannot be stored in the system space.

But at least using local materials is much more cost-effective than buying them directly from the system mall.

After seven or eight bottles of cooking oil were poured in one breath, nearly two thousand monsters had poured into the cafeteria.

They were densely packed like zombies and wanted to pounce on Xiao Huai.

The monster closest to Xiao Huai was only one meter away, and she could grab Xiao Huai with just one hand.

Xiao Huai moved sideways and sped up, widening the distance between him and the monster.

These monsters are not very smart, if they knew how to surround Xiao Huai.

Xiao Huai guessed that he might have been caught, but they only knew to grab him from behind one by one.

Regardless of whether it is due to game rules or other reasons.

It's all good for him.

The cooking oil splashed onto the ground, floating on the ground, sparkling with crystal-clear micro-light beads.

The monsters stepped on the spread grease, and the slippery texture made them fall down accidentally, getting stained with grease.

Amidst the endless roars, Xiao Huai curled up the corners of his mouth into a faint smile.

Run towards the corner as fast as possible.

He looked quietly at the monsters rushing towards him, and a match appeared in his palm.

There was a sly madness in his eyes.

The pupils of all the gods in the live broadcast room dilated slightly.

"Hiss." The match was lit.

"boom!"

The moment the flame touched the cooking oil, the flame on the ground spread rapidly like a raging fire.

A raging flame spread out, instantly covering the entire cafeteria. All the monsters became terrified and fled screaming in horror!

Black smoke billowed and flames blazed, turning the entire cafeteria into a hellish scene with smoke billowing and flames crackling. The cafeteria was filled with a burning smell and choking smoke.

The fire grew more and more intense, with tongues of flame dancing wildly, devouring everything that stood in its way.

All that could be seen in the live broadcast room was a sea of ​​fire.

The gods couldn't help but murmur to themselves, "How could they go out and buy matches and choose this way to die?"

"Ha, being burned to death and perishing together with these monsters is really unwise."

Who can survive this fire?

They were waiting for the notification sound from the live broadcast room that Xiao Huai was dead, but there was no notification for a long time.

The camera gradually moved forward, and when the god saw the images playing in the live broadcast room, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.