No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

Mu Zhixi acted immediately and began to devise her third online persona.

This new alias must be powerful enough, ideally able to go head-to-head with the elf Eileen, or even clash with her, becoming the main villain in the open, and thoroughly stirring up the mess of the massive faction war at the Red Moon Church.

...

At the same time, there is a player forum.

[I have a very pessimistic theory. Listen to me, that apostate Anos mentioned that fear, Slaanesh, pride... these negative emotions can all give rise to corresponding false gods. Then... what about light? What about goodness? Are there corresponding gods for them?]

[Upstairs, what do you mean?]

[What I mean is, could it be... that the Lord doesn't even exist? All along, it's just Her Majesty fighting against all the false gods alone? The so-called Eye of the Lord, the so-called Oracle, are just... fantasies she clings to...?]

After this reply was given, the entire floor fell silent for three seconds.

"...Don't say anymore, my heart feels a little tight."

【Damn, now that you mention it, it actually makes sense! From beginning to end, whether it was the hunting game or Sea City, we only saw His Majesty fighting; the main character was offline the whole time!】

If that's really the case, then the Holy Land is in a terrible state... One person, one force, fighting against the malice of the entire world?

[Speaking of fighting the whole world, I'm more worried about something else. Now that the bizarre game has become a reality, does that mean that the Old Royal Court, the Inquisition, the Ancient Temple of the Deep Sea, the God-Slaying Faction... all these forces might come?]

【! ! ! 】

[And don't forget, His Majesty said that the Holy Land favors humanity, but the old royal court's ideology is that everyone can be king, advocating freedom.]

[Will the real world then also split into pro-God factions and royal factions? It's hard to say which side neighboring America will take!]

This highly relevant analysis has put immense pressure on everyone.

[Don't think that far ahead. I just want to know, even a prospective knight from the Sanctuary is S-rank, and the Old Royal Court could fight them to a standstill, so their strength must be considerable. If just any small squad were to descend upon us... wouldn't that be a complete physical explosion?]

[Calm down, everyone, have faith in the country! And don't we still have His Majesty?]

But there can only be one Your Majesty...

One particularly peculiar reply came from a user with the ID "Kou Xuejia" (磕学者), just as pessimism was spreading.

[Um, just a quick question... don't you guys think that all the various factions seem to have a bit of a crush on Your Majesty? The gods aside, the princess's comment about missing you so much is just... indescribable.]

I always felt that's how it's written in comic books: both the good guys and the bad guys love the protagonist.

[...It seems...it does have that feel to it.]

[Cough, consuming everything will only make me nutritionally balanced. I hereby declare, from today onwards, I am a connoisseur of connoisseurship!]

The discussion on the forum grew increasingly heated, while at this moment, on the ruins of Haicheng, Han Yue, Shen Die, and the other S-level players were preparing to receive the handover team from the authorities.

Shen Die suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

"Han Yue".

"Um?"

"What do you think Your Majesty meant by that last question?"

Shen Die's brows furrowed slightly, clearly indicating that she had been pondering this matter as well.

Han Yue remained silent for a moment without answering directly. He looked up at the sky, which had returned to its azure hue, and slowly said:

"Sister Shen, do you still remember the first time we were fed Holy Communion by the rotting nun in the Red Moon Church?"

Shen Die nodded.

"Back then, we could see that lump of meat and smell the stench; that was our understanding," Han Yue said softly. "But if Your Majesty had appeared and glanced at it, saying it was bread, then that thing would most likely have actually turned into bread."

"She just said that when she looks at us, a series of messages pop up in front of her eyes, ending with a string of numbers."

Han Yue lowered his voice and said, word by word, "I suspect that what she saw was not the ID number in our system panel at all."

What she saw was the very code that constitutes our very existence... the most basic level.

"Just as she can define a piece of meat as bread, she might... be able to modify our code at will."

"for example……"

He stared at Shen Die, then froze, a hint of fear, which he himself was unaware of, showing in Han Yue's eyes.

"For example, in the blink of an eye, we could be completely erased from this world."