Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

The moment the other party called out his name, Zhou Ning felt an extremely strong sense of disobedience in his heart, and couldn't help but carefully examine the condition of "Thunder General" Bjergsen.

In his eyes, Bjergsen was obviously very weak, and his strength had just reached the demigod level. He should be able to kill him easily, but if he thought about it carefully, the pressure he exerted on him was even similar to the feeling of the coming of Poseidon.

This contradictory feeling made Zhou Ning's heart sink. Just as he was so handsome just now, now he wanted to escape so much.

Zhou Ning smiled and said, "Do you know me?"

The other party looked at Zhou Ning with cold, bloodshot eyes. His voice was majestic and powerful, as if two different voices were mixed together:

"Correct."

"I know you killed Mason the werewolf."

"Know that you killed Cotton Benson and One-Eyed Martin."

“I saw everything.”

"Fate brought us together, but I never expected to meet you at this time."

What does it mean? Zhou Ning was puzzled for a moment when he heard the grand and solemn voice.

But then, Zhou Ning saw the other party holding up the magic lamp in his hand, and the long wick at the mouth of the pot ignited without wind, lighting up a bright golden flame.

In an instant, bursts of thick white smoke rose high into the sky, converging into a blurry and distorted shadow of a huge werewolf.

The werewolf shadow was 20 meters tall, with a crown on its head and blue mist on its lower body. It fell down again and instantly sank into Bilson's body, causing a hint of pain and distortion on his expression. He closed his eyes and his body bent like a bow.

But the next moment, he seemed to have broken free from something, his body suddenly expanded, and an invisible ripple spread out in all directions, pushing away the wind and rain.

Then, Bilson, or the genie of the magic lamp, stood up straight, and golden, pure flames burned in his eyes with a "whoosh".

On both sides of his body, layers of pure black wings suddenly opened and began to flap, and the hair on his head suddenly turned completely black.

With a snap, Zhou Ning's body began to crumble and disintegrate, his mind turning hazy. Even Meredith, standing next to him, briefly revealed a look of bewilderment and pain. She took a step back, golden lines appearing on her face.

Just a glance, just a thought, and the other party made himself, a demigod, almost collapse and lose control, and made an angel suffer on the spot.

In mystical lore, gods walking among the mortal world are often described as having hair and head as white as snow or as black as ink, eyes like flames, and feet like calf's hooves. Even if one cannot see the toes of a being, it is likely to be a god.

At the same time, he heard Meredith's solemn voice: "A subordinate of the Elf Goddess? No, you don't exactly carry the aura of the Elf Goddess. Who are you?"

"who am I?"

The other person's mouth slowly opened, revealing his white teeth, and he said in a grand and majestic voice, as if showing off:

"Only those old fellows who have lived for thousands of years know my name. My name is Alfred, the King of Alchemy and Arcane, and the former King of the Elves."

At this moment, Zhou Ning felt a chill in his heart.

"Alfred? The last Elf King? He performed the apotheosis ritual and was subsequently emulated by Charles VI. His tomb lies deep in the swamps of southern South Wales. I once entered his tomb and the lost ancestral land of the elves."

"Hasn't he fallen? I once sensed his spirit in the mausoleum. If this 'djinn' before me is Alfred, then who is that terrifying ghost at the end of the central passage in the Elf King's mausoleum?"

If Zhou Ning hadn't left the Kingdom of Blyston, he might have continued exploring, because he instinctively felt that there were still many secrets hidden there.

But now, after going through so many things, I finally met him again on this small island isolated in the ocean. Is this still a coincidence?

Zhou Ning felt a chill down his spine. For a moment, he really wanted to give up on Meredith and use the power of the "Border Crosser" to leave here. Otherwise, he might only be able to rely on the "puppet" doll's only chance of resurrection and die again.

"There's no need to be overly respectful of the other party. Awe will breed the power of God. He is not as strong as he appears to be. He has no entity. He descended upon Bilson in a manner similar to a divine descent and cannot exert his true power!" Meredith said in a deep voice.

Seeing this scene and hearing Meredith's words, Zhou Ning couldn't help but curl his lips. "That's true, but the problem is, I'm only a demigod! Are you thinking too highly of me?"

But given his personality, it was impossible for him to abandon his teammates and escape alone at this time.

Let the final battle begin here!

Zhou Ning's thoughts raced as he activated his clan training ability without hesitation:

"knowledge is power!"

For a moment, there seemed to be a flash of lightning in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, his right hand was suddenly covered by a silver-white glove that was full of technology.

"Beowulf, the Hand of God!"

With the precise operation of the God's Hand, Zhou Ning shook his palm slightly and loaded two "Thirteen Bullets" into the viper, ready to summon himself from another time and space to help.

Thirteen Bullets

Lethality: None

Type: Special Skill

Skill Description: By consuming a certain amount of time and 33% of your own rage/energy/mana/concentration, you can make a parallel version of yourself appear and help you fight. The camp of the replica is fixed to be the same as your own.

Zhou Ning had tested it before. The "time" in the Thirteen Bullets skill description refers to the player's own lifespan. Each shot of the Thirteen Bullets will consume 3 to 6 months of lifespan.

Without Kurumi's "City of Time", even Zhou Ning, who has achieved demigod status and has a normal lifespan of over 300 years, has to use it sparingly unless it comes to a critical moment.

Although the Thirteen Bullets only has a cooldown of 3 seconds, because each shot of the Thirteen Bullets consumes 1/3 of the concentration value, without activating the demigod form, Zhou Ning's limit at the same time is to use two shots.

At this time, Meredith did not dare to delay and immediately activated her angel form. A layer of brilliant golden light emerged on her body surface, and then intertwined into a golden robe condensed from pure light, and her eyes were covered with a layer of cloth.

At the same time, layers of angelic wings spread out from behind Him, surrounding Him in an embrace, as if embracing the void in front of Him. He held a scale in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand, and countless golden threads extended towards the other party.

Meredith immediately activated his full angelic form. As the Angel of Order, the scales in his left hand represented absolute fairness and order, precisely measuring all actions. The sword in his right hand represented selfless and decisive punishment, rigorous judgment of evil.

These golden threads are judgments against Bilson's evil deeds, and each thread represents a crime.

During this process, Bilson's movements were slightly slow, and it was obvious that he was entangled by Meredith's golden silk thread, but there was no surprise on his face. A black shadow area appeared under his feet and extended outward rapidly.

This is also authority and the prototype of the Kingdom of God.

At this time, Zhou Ning aimed the "Viper" at his temple and pulled the trigger without hesitation. A golden, illusory bullet shot out in a spinning motion!

Your own camp is almost certainly Lawful Good or Lawful Neutral. According to the skill description, Thirteen Bullets will drag out a version of yourself of the corresponding camp in a parallel world.

The next moment, Zhou Ning saw a person with white hair and clothes. His hair looked like a burning flame and a lot of steam surrounded him. He was floating in the air. He covered his eyes with his hands and smiled silently.

For some reason, Zhou Ning's face unconsciously showed a smile when he saw him.