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At the main gate of the capital, a group of mysterious figures dressed in white robes silently passed through the guards and entered the capital.

The tall man at the head raised his head, looking at the illusory palace high in the sky, a sharp aura emanating from him.

"Finally... it's my turn to appear!"

Ye Cheng was incredibly excited.

Upon entering the illusion, he acquired an extremely special identity—

Divine Messenger!

He originally thought that he would use this identity to show his great abilities, suppress all the players, and win the championship.

But who knew that as soon as he came in, he was hidden away by the dog director for two days before finally making his appearance.

"But it doesn't matter. In this storyline, my identity makes me a definite winner."

Ye Cheng looked arrogant, his nose practically pointing to the sky.

Beside her, a woman as pure and innocent as a saint turned her head slightly, her brows and eyes, covered by a white cloth, furrowing slightly.

"Little brat, getting all overconfident again? It's not good to plant your flag so early."

Although it was clearly a reprimand, Ye Cheng detected a hint of coquetry in it.

The Virgin Mary was clearly pure, but as she moved her lotus-like steps, her graceful body involuntarily pushed up her holy white robes, creating a profane curve that made one's blood boil.

Ye Cheng slapped himself and hurriedly looked away.

"Sister Jing, shouldn't you be more careful? Tone down your powers a bit. You're completely out of character right now."

Jing Feiwan covered her mouth in surprise, tilted her head, and smiled helplessly:

"Really? But this is already the most I can restrain myself..."

As she spoke, she suddenly sighed:

"Sigh, I wonder where the little man went. I need to have him completely under my control in this role-playing."

Ye Cheng's lips twitched, and he helplessly rubbed his forehead, saying seriously:

"Alright, alright, I'm not going to show off anymore. You should stop too, we still have a mission to do."

This mission was also their purpose in secretly infiltrating the capital as envoys of the gods.

"Controlling believers to commit self-immolation in the central square of the capital... Heh."

Thinking of the tasks they had assigned him in his memory, a chill flashed in Ye Cheng's eyes.

"They even criticize the dragons. I don't think these self-proclaimed gods are any good either."

Beside Ye Cheng, a tall man turned his head slightly and said calmly:

"Stop complaining. The president told us before he came that we should go with the flow and not act rashly."

"In the end, this is just an illusion. Even if you disagree, you can't act impulsively and affect the chairman's final plan."

Ye Cheng sighed:

"knew……"

Ye Cheng glanced at him and pursed his lips:

"Your Criminal Law Department is truly heartless..."

The tall man didn't even glance at him or answer, but simply led the group toward the central square.

Ye Cheng clicked his tongue in displeasure and looked at Jing Feiwan.

Jing Feiwan tilted her head, revealing a helpless smile.

Who can blame them when they are the strongest person in Wuyou Village besides the president, and also the deputy commander of this operation?

"They're all no good, my little man is the best..."

Jing Feiwan inwardly grumbled, looking around the capital with a touch of melancholy.

This place is so big, where am I supposed to find Xiao Yun...?

But as she looked, the melancholy on her face slowly turned into confusion.

"This is the capital? How come it's as chaotic as a battlefield?"

Although it was their first time here, through the memories of the roles they played, they gained some understanding of this city known as the "City of Freedom".

This may not be the most magnificent or splendid capital city, but it is definitely the most prosperous one.

However, the chaotic streets, the magnificent decorations fallen into the mud, the hurried crowds, and the smell of gunpowder in the air were completely unrelated to anything glamorous.

"What happened? Could those lunatics have already started attacking the core royal palace?"

Ye Cheng was a little confused and couldn't help but look at the tall man beside him.

"Proceed according to plan."

The man responded casually and pulled out a thick book.

slam-la-

When the book was opened, a dazzling light shone forth.

As the pages of the book were turned, residents throughout the capital suddenly looked up, their expressions filled with reverence.

"Praise be to the Most High God! Your faithful welcome you!"

Immediately afterwards, a voice resounded in my mind.

"Go to the central square and show your piety."

"We obey the divine decree!"

They bowed their heads respectfully, then returned home, picked up the planks, fuel, and other items that had been prepared beforehand, and walked toward the central square.

Some strange people appeared on the main road of the royal palace.

There are inhabitants from all races, including orcs, elves, goblins, goblins, kobolds, and minotaurs.

But what they had in common was that they all wore the same smiles and walked with the same steady steps, looking both eerie and insane.

"They're here!"

Ji Mingyu's expression changed drastically.

The chaos before was just minor skirmishes; what follows is the real show.

According to Xiao Yun

This is a trick played by the gods to force the King of Illusion and the King of Wind to make a decision.

"What gods! They look glorious and majestic, but their deeds are dirtier than those of wild beasts!"

Ji Mingyu cursed inwardly, then shouted to the Imperial Guards and Dragon Guards:

"These people are suspicious, stop them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless monsters surged out of the street, hindering the actions of the Imperial Guards and the Dragon Guards.

Then, some "enthusiastic citizens" joined the fray, making the scene even more chaotic.

"This... I really can't see the current situation clearly."

Ye Cheng rubbed his eyes, feeling a bit of a headache.

"If you can't see it clearly, don't watch anymore, it'll be over soon."

A look of disgust flashed across Jing Feiwan's face as she turned her head away, refusing to watch what was about to happen.

The tall man remained expressionless as he used the book in his hand to direct the believers to the square to set up crosses.

The believers murmured fervently as they bound themselves to the 'altar' with their own hands.

Then, blazing flames shot into the sky.

The figure on the cross struggled in the flames, emitting a chilling laugh.

"These lunatics..."

Ji Mingyu and the others looked extremely grim, and most of the players also frowned.

The law of the jungle applies, but this inhumane scene is still going too far.

In the crowd, the priest's deep blue eyes reflected the flames as he murmured:

"This is the final step..."

"The Dragon King's arrogance, the distrust and resistance of all races, and the final fanatical self-immolation incident led the King of Illusion and the Wind to make that decision... that led the entire dragon race to their graves."

And that will be the ending of the entire story.

That's how it should be.

Unfortunately, this is not true history, and the one on the throne is neither the King of Reality nor the King of the Wind.

A soft sigh rang out, and two figures appeared in mid-air.

One is as ethereal as the wind, the other as fiery as fire.

"help."

The former said calmly, while the latter snorted coldly, but still raised his hand.

Thus, under the Dragon King's will, the burning flames slowly went out.

The tragedy that occurred long ago has not been repeated.

The crown on Xiao Yun's head trembled slightly, but then calmed down.

High in the sky, in the void, a sigh seemed to echo.

It was as if they had tacitly accepted this change that went beyond the script.

The illusion trembled slightly, and Ji Mingyu and most of the players showed joy.

Some people, however, had gloomy expressions.

"That's... the King of Life and Death, the King of Fire! What's going on?!"

The plan did not mention that there was another Dragon King in the capital at that time.

Among the ranks of the divine messengers, a tall man had his brows furrowed.

"Hehe, although the mission failed, I have to say, well done!"

Ye Cheng secretly gave a thumbs up, when he suddenly heard the sound of saliva coming from beside him.

"Slurp... Is this a little man? Okay..."

Jing Feiwan's eyes were burning, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

In mid-air, Norton frowned slightly:

"What's wrong with that woman? Why does she look like she's going to eat me alive?"

Hearing his mutterings, Xiao Yun followed his gaze.

Upon seeing that pure yet alluring body, and the alluring gaze that even the white cloth couldn't conceal, Xiao Yun instantly recognized the newcomer:

"Jing Feiwan? It seems he's become an envoy of the gods...?"

Xiao Yun's heart stirred, but his expression remained calm.

Regardless, there will be a result tomorrow.

"There are many things to do today, so please get some rest so as not to miss tomorrow's grand ceremony."

Xiao Yun said calmly, and left side by side with Norton.

Behind him, everyone bowed their heads respectfully.

"I obey the king's command!"

However, beneath that humility and deference, there was an undercurrent of unrest.

"Success or failure, we'll see tomorrow!"

All the players simultaneously realized the truth, secretly observing those whose identities had been exposed, their killing intent boiling.

The Dragon King has only one life, but his competitors number in the five figures.

"All plans end here. Tomorrow, it's up to each individual to succeed."

The handsome dark elf turned and left, and the others also dispersed, their eyes filled with hostility.

The square quickly became empty, with only the priest standing there quietly, gazing up at the palace high in the sky.

"Interesting. The King of Life and Death and the King of Fire, who should have left long ago, are still here and even took action to quell this riot."

"The only possibility is that this King of Life and Death and Fire is not the real Dragon King."

"The identity I thought I could never play has actually found its place, so..."

He smiled knowingly, his azure eyes gleaming with a light that seemed to pierce through space, meeting the cyan-gold eyes on the throne.

"Who exactly are you...?"

……

The shift between reality and illusion is progressing... 80%...

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