Warhammer: Open the door! Human League players!

Chapter 70 The Emotional Trauma of Pretending to be a G-Creator

Although the Sichuan Opera master had already jumped out through dimensional teleportation, a large amount of psionic flames remained where he had just been. Psionic flames released under such extreme circumstances are even more destructive.

As a result, the woman let out a miserable scream. The flames burned away her disguise, and her body became extremely distorted, exuding a chilling and eerie appearance, with countless alien organs swaying.

"Ah, my eyes!" The player Demon King covered his eyes.

Although I was mentally prepared after being provoked by Fu Ruonan once, I still overestimated myself.

It wasn't that the light was blinding; it was simply too...Cthulhu, it was simply impossible to look directly at.

"Who the hell said this looks good?"

Many people were tricked into coming here.

"I'm telling you, you absolutely must keep your eyes glued to Ruonv, she's a beauty." Following this, viewers who had been traumatized by drooling frantically flooded the Sichuan Opera master's live stream with comments, and even spread the message to other platforms.

Of course, before revealing her true form, Ruo Nu was indeed a great beauty.

They suffer the same pain as those who drool, and they want others to suffer too.

Unexpectedly, after its female form was exposed, it became even more Cthulhu-like, possessing the complete body of an ancient god.

If Fu Ruonan is normal, with only two mutated areas, then if Ta Ruonan is mutated, everything except her face is mutated.

Every place feels twisted by Cthulhu.

All viewers watching the live stream were in for a treat, as they were all stunned by what they saw.

"Holy shit?"

"Holy crap? My sanity is plummeting!"

The key is that the Sichuan Opera master's live stream perspective is first-person, so those who enter the Sichuan Opera master's live stream perspective are in for a treat.

Let alone the Sichuan Opera masters who are actually there, even just watching from the sidelines would be incredibly exciting. Those fans of the gay personas of those Sichuan Opera masters are in for a treat.

"Was the Sichuan Opera master murdered?"

"No, I need to switch to another live stream, otherwise I'll always have this fear that I'm the one who's a little girl."

This fear stems from the fact that you were planning to have an intimate encounter with a beautiful woman, and then suddenly your perspective shifts to that blonde, blue-eyed, white beauty, while the protagonist is... well, you know.

Of course, the Sichuan Opera master's situation is much more serious; at least that one can take off, while this one is not even a question of whether it can take off. After watching it for three days, there is still no condition for it to take off.

The scene was so offensive that it was impossible to open one's eyes!

The player, a master of Sichuan opera, collapsed to the ground in terror.

Everything that just happened felt like a terrifying nightmare.

You could say that in his twenty years of life, he never imagined he would encounter such a situation.

Although he claims to be a master of Sichuan opera and is portrayed as gay by players, he is not actually gay; he is just pretending to be gay.

He's just using this to create a persona, attract viewers, and do live streams; he doesn't actually want to become a G-level executive.

Oh.

He was—

Having thought this through, he dared not think any further.

The chills and fear caused him unimaginable trauma.

This is also why he just now spared no effort, frantically burning all his merits to unleash unimaginable spiritual power.

"Old Chuan, you're out."

He drooled and cursed, "I was disgusted by something like this just now."

"I've been disgusted again."

"You, you were also?" The Sichuan opera master still held onto a sliver of hope.

"It's not that abnormal..."

It seems the master of Sichuan Opera has fallen apart.

With a drooling sound, he cocked his weapon.

"Prepare to fire! Kill her!"

He couldn't stand drooling anymore; the existence of this demon cultist reminded him of the time he was treated like a dog.

The shame of having assembled the four Chaos Squads under his command.

The Sichuan Opera master suddenly looked up and shouted, "Wait a minute!"

The player stood there, drooling, looking at the Sichuan Opera master with a puzzled expression, and asked, "Wait, Sichuan Opera master, what are you thinking?"

"Still yelling 'wait a minute,' are you getting addicted? You're not actually gay, are you? Don't scare me!"

The Sichuan opera master gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with uncontrollable rage, and said, "I'm going to kill that pervert!"

A group of people nearby grabbed the Sichuan opera master and said, "Do you have any weapons? You've even had your armor stripped off, or rather, you're out of your underwear. What are you going to use to fight it?"

"That disgusting guy, even when we were wearing light armor, he was hard to deal with. Those four drooling squad leaders are all Chaos cultists. We know how strong they are."

"Stop talking!" The drooling girl was triggered by the group's comment and cursed inwardly that she had really messed up and lost all face.

The aggrieved Sichuan opera master gritted his teeth and said, "I'll fight him like this!"

"Don't let yourself get sent in there! Wouldn't that be like throwing yourself to the wolves? Right now, you're like a helpless little girl in front of her!"

"Don't make Old Chuan Chuan angry!" Demon King Hu pulled Tuan Quan aside and said, "You were just talking about me, but you've stabbed me quite deeply."

Why do I feel like you're smiling?

The Demon King, clutching his neck, forced himself to remain calm and said, "I just thought of something fun."

The woman was surrounded by a strange yet magnificent purple aura, a mysterious power bestowed by chaos, profound and noble, yet with an indescribable eeriness.

"Captain, don't you like men?" The female follower chuckled, her voice carrying a seductive chill, her movements so fast they left only a blur.

The Sichuan opera master only felt a blur before his eyes, and the other party had already closed in. He hurriedly turned around, but he was still a beat too slow. "You're too slow!" The female believer's cold shout exploded in his ears, and her figure suddenly flashed behind him, the tip of her blade almost touching his neck.

The Sichuan Opera master's flaws were fully exposed, and it seemed he was about to be easily taken advantage of by the female follower.

Just as the female believer was feeling triumphant, at this critical moment, time stopped in a small area of ​​the entire space.

Psychic!

Don't forget, the Sichuan Opera master also burned his spiritual energy.

This is a mode that burns merits to enhance psionic power, and skills that can only be unlocked by players under extreme circumstances, such as drooling when tricked by a hundred schemes.

For example, Bruce, whose brother was killed.

The sound of psychic energy tearing through space seemed to be stretched out infinitely.

It only lasted a moment.

The woman felt a sudden, sharp pain in her hand, as if she had been hit by a truck.

It turns out he was a master of Sichuan Opera.

Instead of bombing it directly, he chose a more brutal and wild method: smashing it away with the butt of his rifle.

"How is that possible? I am the man chosen by the Chaos God!" the woman screamed.

"Fuck your man!"

The Sichuan opera master jumped above the woman and swung the butt of his gun down repeatedly.

"No, no, oh, ah! No!"

"Why do I get the feeling she's really enjoying it?" Tuanquan shuddered.

"What kind of ridiculous plot did this group of stars design?"

In the midst of Master Chuan Chuan's hysterical madness, Ruo Nu was smashed into a pulp.

After killing the young girl, the Sichuan Opera master felt a unique sense of emptiness.

"How is it?"

The Sichuan Opera master's anger had not subsided; on the contrary, he was in even greater pain because the killing had been too swift.

"There's a problem with Core City No. 10, so they've stopped acting."

A fierce glint flashed in the Sichuan opera master's eyes: "You mean, there are still heretics?"

Bruce killed Compound Eyes, one of the culprits.

"Heretics, bastards!"

His gaze was fixed on the inner city; he wanted a purge, a thorough cleansing.

waaaagh!! I!!

An orc mech landed next to Bruce.

Then another one... and then another...

P.S.: There's a hidden detail in the siblings' names when read vertically stacked... Did anyone notice? "福若男" (Fu Ruo Nan) and "它若女" (Ta Ruo Nu) are names that sound like "Fu Ruo Nan" (福若男) and "它若女" (Ta Ruo Nu).