Abnormal creatures' communication group

He saw his companions in the group leaning against the wall with their heads down. Although he really couldn't remember the guy's real name that he had said before, he still remembered the name in the group. Looking around, apart from the ghost, the one sitting on the ground looked more like a skeleton.

“…He just fell asleep!”

When Chara mentioned this, his tone was a little uncomfortable. After all, falling asleep on the battlefield was really a big deal. If the support from the group had not arrived in time, everything would have been over.

"More and more people are coming, and it's getting more and more lively. Come on, come on, come on! Let's carry on this feast to the end and see who falls first. I think it must be you."

Steve looked at the man who had recovered and was running towards him madly, and cursed unconsciously. He was too familiar with this look and this arrogant style, so familiar that he felt a little embarrassed.

"Gan, how come this idiot is resurrected?"

045 Did you hear that? That crisp sound of iron hammering!

Facing the resurrected person, the little knight was not surprised at all. He just held the bone nail calmly. The small cloak behind him was blown by the wind, rustling, without any shaking.

They looked at each other with empty eyes from a distance, without any joy, anger, sorrow or happiness, and without saying a word, as if they didn't care at all about the other party's provocation.

Perhaps this indifferent attitude angered the player, and her expression became increasingly twisted and impatient. Without her realizing it, the world in her eyes had become slightly more refined than the extremely rough one at the beginning, and her movements were more agile, no longer cold and fake and disgusting.

'She' began to be gradually influenced and disturbed by everything she believed to be false, instead of looking down on everything from a high and mighty perspective.

"Are you kidding me?"

She held the dagger to her chest and stabbed at the opponent with a roar, trying her best to use madness to cover up her anger and the fear and helplessness hidden in the deepest part of her heart.

"I will constantly refresh my state. Every death will only allow me to face you with a brand new attitude. Even if you kill me again and again, I will still get up again and again, faster and faster, more responsive each time, until I completely surpass you. I am looking forward to the moment when you are completely reduced to ashes. I wonder if you will still be indifferent at that time!"

The little knight looked at the roaring man with some confusion. He inexplicably thought of a certain hero and a certain self-righteous guy. Until now, he could not forget the voices of these two people.

But we are still fighting now, this is not the time to reminisce.

The opponent wielded the dagger with a cunning and ferocious manner, but the knight's reaction was faster than hers. Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent started to attack, the bone nail easily blocked the opponent's attack. Flashing sparks collided and exploded in the instant of the confrontation.

The opponent immediately withdrew his hand which was numb from the shock. The little knight watched the opponent's action without any concern. Even if there were countless loopholes in it, he could easily find an opportunity to take a hit.

But it didn't.

And all this was just the beginning. The continuous and rhythmic sounds of metal clashing broke out one after another. All the hysterical and crazy attacks of the players were skillfully blocked by the weapons in their hands, turning them into useless efforts.

The knight calculated everything accurately, and each of his attacks was just right. Up to now, neither side had inflicted any wound on the other.

The player's attacks became more and more rapid, like a violent storm, and the little knight was like a light leaf, floating lightly with the wind, relying on the power of the wind to not be affected by any drizzle.

Steve, who was supporting Chara from a distance, was already fascinated by the fight. He did not rush forward to disturb the fight. After all, he did not have such exquisite skills. If he rushed forward to fight to the death, he would probably only get what the other party wanted. After all, he often did that.

But Steve never thought that the brutal fight could be described as exquisite and graceful. It was like dancing on a tightrope, dangerous, deadly, seductive, and full of wonderful beauty.

Please forgive him for not being able to think of anything better to describe it. These words have already taken a lot of thought and exhausted all his vocabulary. Compared with this superb contest, his previous appearance of holding a shield and a sword, eating a golden apple and fighting to the end, made him look like a brainless reckless man.

After a series of fights, the physical strength of this body was almost exhausted, and both its speed and reaction became increasingly disordered.

"Are you kidding me? Use all your means to kill me! Or do you not even dare to kill me?"

She had always been the one making people anxious and uneasy, but now she was being pushed to the point where even her temper seemed like a sign of weakness.

The little knight said nothing after blocking the man's attack again. His figure turned black and shuttled through the shadows, retreating backwards. He raised his head and looked at the man. At this moment, the soul nest was still empty. In all his previous attacks, including the time when he completely killed the man, he had not been able to absorb any soul from the other party. It was as if this body was already an empty shell and had long lost its real soul.

This retreat was not an unintentional act, but was premeditated. After all, the pop-up window of the message was shaking particularly violently during the battle, making it difficult for people not to pay attention.

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Master Architect: Ghost, please do me a favor and restrain that thing that doesn't look like a human at first glance and create an opportunity for me, okay?

[God of the Void] Ghost: Hmm.

The player was a little confused as he watched the man retreat, but he soon felt ashamed and angry. The other party didn't take him seriously at all.

"Damn it!"

But before she could react further, the world around her suddenly rose into a circle of purple obsidian, and was sealed tightly except for a small opening left for the ghosts to observe.

Only then did she notice through the small opening that the surrounding land had undergone serious changes during their battle. However, who would notice during a battle that the original floor had changed from one mosaic pattern to another new mosaic pattern!

After striking the block with the dagger several times without success, 'she' simply leaned against the cold obsidian wall without making any further movements.

"Don't even try. This thing is indestructible." Steve raised his smug look, and his tone was as annoying as it could be. He and Chara crossed their arms, and pulled the little knight along with them. The three of them stood in front of the people in neat postures, and there was an inexplicable sense of arrogance in their appearance. Well, in fact, the player didn't see the little knight because the window was only wide enough for her to look at him.

Is obsidian really indestructible? Not really. Aside from some completely indestructible blocks, the others are more or less pierceable. It's just a waste of time. However, he had previously spent 100 points on a rather interesting patch.

[Defying Science - Block Breaking and Mining]

Because the cube's unique shattering properties are extremely unscientific, we have eliminated any observable properties of the cube's shattering. This way, until the cube is completely knocked off, it won't change at all, remaining intact. Furthermore, because the cube-like shape it forms after shattering violates the rules of the world, anyone else in your domain who attempts to shatter your cube without your permission will only end up with empty air.

After watching it, Steve exclaimed, "Wow!"

"Is this your method? Never mind. I have plenty of patience and time anyway."

The players looked at each other indifferently.

"After all, I've been immersed in darkness and doing nothing for much longer than you expected. Sooner or later, I'll wait until your patience wears out and I'll unlock this cage. Besides, I've almost wiped out this underground world. I'll leave you with nothing but desolation. Except for the final battle, everything is settled. You can't stop it, you can't change it. Time is in my hands. Not even that guy can deprive me of my authority in this world!"

046 The heavy presence of the past

Things seemed to have come to a standstill, and a feeling of powerlessness spread in Chara and Steve's hearts. The little knight looked at the two frustrated people with some confusion. It had never thought of being discouraged, nor had it given up, let alone retreating.

It hugged each of them lightly, just like it had hugged Sora before. Encouraged by the hug, Chara forced himself to cheer up. He took out a chocolate from his pocket, broke off half and gave it to the little knight, who ate it in small bites.

She hadn't thought about so many messy issues during the fight. Now she had barely restrained the man and thought she had touched the threshold of victory, but she found that she was still standing still. It was like the journey to the West. You climbed over mountains and crossed rivers and took a lot of effort to climb over a mountain, tiring yourself to death. You thought it was finally over, but when you looked back, the dead monkey was still pinned down at the foot of the mountain, looking at you from behind. Oh, it turned out that you had only just started running and couldn't even see the end.

She now hated the residual memories brought by the overlapping timelines. She seemed to see herself in that timeline, from watching coldly to gradually going crazy, and finally being completely swallowed by the abyss together with others, turning into a pure black nightmare. In the end, she even raised the knife herself, letting her hands be soaked in blood, watching everyone she cared about die, including the mother she recognized.

She saw that the blade, which should have been stained with blood, was clean and transparent. The smooth blade reflected her face, a scarlet, twisted, and bloody face.

All the memories that had been deliberately ignored and suppressed since the other party appeared came flooding back to my mind.

Chala clenched the blade in pain and punched the wall with her fists. Blood seeped out of her palms unrestrainedly, but sadness was the most useless emotion. She leaned against the wall, picked up a piece of chocolate with her bloody hand, and calmed down in a few breaths.

Compared to Chara, Steve's mood was not as desperate, but just a little sad, because he had just experienced a war, separation, death, and things that he had never experienced or imagined before. He was always smiling and didn't care about anything, so he didn't know how to be easily infected by anything.

But just a moment later, after that hug, he started to smile playfully again.

Yay, I've made a killing! He got a free hug from the Void God, and then looking at his empty expression made his scalp tingle inexplicably, as if his little thought just now had been seen through.

"You're here." Perhaps because the noise was too loud, Shans slowly woke up. He leaned against the wall, propped up one leg, put his hands behind his back and rested his head on it, lost in thought.

"Yeah! Sorry, I'm a little late. Oh, this group is really broken. What's worse is that we're at a stalemate here. We can't do anything about that bastard. She holds the timeline in her hands and killed everyone. Even if she is locked up here forever, there's no telling if those who died can come back."

[Chat group has resurrection function]

The little knight silently raised his sign, and in order to let everyone see it, including the guy who was locked up inside, he tried very hard to raise the sign again, jumping up and down.

"When will the chat group have this function?" Steve jumped up from the ground almost in surprise. He didn't know how precious life was before. After all, he himself had never died. Now that he had come into contact with some people and made some friends, he began to cherish it even more.

[System prompt: This function is exclusive to the Knight and only works in its world. It is not open to individual sponsorship.]

The little bit of energy that the three people had finally gotten up was completely extinguished by this basin of cold water, and it seemed that there were still some words left to say.

[We have now connected to Frisk through a special method and are attempting to communicate. Please wait.]

The imprisoned Frisk had actually gradually understood what he should do, or what the chat group wanted him to do, through what the system said when they took action. This was a gamble, a gamble that required either winning or losing.

And only she could do it. In the deepest part of her mind, she curled herself up and let her body gradually turn into particles. The scattered particles began to gradually complete the incomplete existence of the other 'Frisk', until the last bit of his self disappeared.

The last remaining thought in her mind also disappeared.

I really, really want to go home... I miss my warm bed...

The imprisoned player who was about to watch their fun with a sneer on her face seemed to have received something. She froze and began to pound the wall like crazy, without stopping for a moment, until her fists were filled with wounds. The pain prompted her to scream again, and she withdrew her hand. Tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes. She raised the dagger to her heart with slight tremors, and trembled for a long time without being able to do it.

"No no no no no!!!!! Why?"

The scene in front of her eyes was crystal clear, including the pain, which was so real. It was no longer the blurry, rough and fake one before. She smelled the scent of blood, and she could finally touch the wall, not just the air, but she just couldn't get past it. The flashing images in her past memories gradually became vivid, as if they were alive.

She frantically grabbed her throat and felt nauseous, her stomach churning as if she was about to vomit something.

The killings that seemed so light and fake in the past were now so bloody and rich that it made her breathless.

"Why? Why? Why! This is all fake, it's all false, it's all just a game."

All the good things she had done before came to mind, all the laughter and play.

She began to deny herself frantically.

At the beginning, she did not look like this. She slowly immersed herself in the darkness until a girl fell into the underground world. She woke up from the dark world with clear cognition. With the help of this girl, she slowly wandered in the underground world.

At that time, even if the world she saw and touched was completely different from the world he knew, and was so fake as if it had never existed, it didn't matter. Even if it was just such a simple thing, she couldn't live without it. At least it was much better than the endless darkness.

At that time, she really cherished those so-called friendships, even though she could not taste the flavors herself, could not hug each other, and her movements were so restricted that she could not pick leaves or touch the land.

But it doesn't matter, she comforted herself.

After trying countless times, she finally left this underground world successfully and let everyone leave here. She broke the seal and became a hero. She was willing to maintain this beautiful lie and looked forward to continuing it.

But nothing happened after that. The soul contained in this body, a girl named Frisk, became a hero and returned to her own world on earth in glory. She got everything she wanted, but she sank into endless darkness again and lost all hope.

If a person has never seen the light, he will not be too lost and sad, but she almost got everything, and in the end, she lost everything.

This gap is enough to drive people crazy.

But she had not yet despaired and tried to force herself to stay underground, but she had no way to control her body or say what she wanted. She listened to the repetitive conversations and watched the repetitive things until she became silent and numb.

Then, she had nothing to care about anymore.

047 This will all end

Steve removed the obsidian wall. What did these sudden changes make him want to verify? He watched the man still crouching there with his head in his hands after the wall was removed, and stood in front of everyone with some caution.

He didn't have this habit before, but later he and the villagers participated in more than a dozen wars, big and small, and he developed this habit unknowingly because he was not afraid of death and would not die.

The player was clearly free, but she was still unable to move. The different feeling of truly gaining a body instead of being controlled in a strange way made it almost impossible for her to adapt. She stumbled to the ground, leaving one bloody mark after another on the smooth floor with her bloody hands.

This was something she had always dreamed of before she completely collapsed. Now, her conscience as a human being was in complete conflict with her previous actions. Of course, there was no lack of Frisk and the chat group, who were helping and abetting this.

The reason why people suffer is because they still have conscience. As long as they are not an animal, any human being will feel more or less ashamed and guilty when facing the pain brought by conscience.

But she didn't need such a thing. The warm embrace and the cold butcher knife kept flashing in her memory. In the end, she raised the knife madly. Just as she stood up straight, the little knight threw the bone nail in his hand directly, piercing the man's chest and nailing him firmly to the wall.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah..."

The sharp screams almost tore the entire place apart. The rules that had always been in her favor now became a fatal weakness. The intense pain spread madly, but no matter how she struggled, she could not die before her blood volume dropped to zero.

In the end, she didn't even have the strength to scream. She just hung her hands down helplessly, not daring to struggle for fear of causing more severe pain.

"Kill me, please? It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

At this moment, she was no different from the cowardly Frisk she herself had called him.

"You only feel the pain now? You never considered this when you attacked Papyrus, did you? You're a lunatic, a complete lunatic."

Sans turned his head away, unwilling to watch the madman screaming miserably in front of Frisk's face. He himself had no sympathy for this kind of madman, but now that the other party showed weakness, he vaguely saw another person who could be called a friend, so he began to feel a little bit sorry for him.

So he decided to turn his face away and not look.

"When you attacked Toriel, didn't you ever think that this day would come?"

Chara walked over and looked at the person whose eyes were filled with tears, and said sarcastically that she herself was a mixed bag of good and bad people, let alone having any sympathy for a bastard who completely occupied someone else's body?

So, have you made up your mind?

This familiar voice made the player stunned.

"Frisk, Frisk, what have you done to me!"

Everyone looked at his hysterical and crazy appearance and silently took a few steps back. Maybe it was the system that took action, everyone thought so.

I just completely hand over my body to you.

"Why now? Why now? Why? Why can't it be sooner..."

She began to cry loudly.

"I don't want to go back. I don't want to go back to the darkness. I don't want to stay alone in the deep darkness where I can't see anything. There's nothing to see there, there's nothing here. It's so much more boring than the fake world. I don't want to go back."

Her determination began to wither and was even on the verge of breaking. Once her determination completely disappeared, this death would be her final outcome, but this was not what everyone wanted. They wanted the people of the underground kingdom to come back.

"I don't intend to let you go back. I've given my body to you. I hope you can lead everyone out. After returning to the earth perfectly and breaking the seal here, promise me, okay? Go hug my parents, never use the power of determination again, never go back in time, and never come back here again."