The Villain Knight Doesn't Want to Be a Hero

Although what I actually did was just asking her if she had someone she liked.

But when the relationship between father and daughter was too strained, before he could finish his words, a certain green-haired pigeon got angry.

"And the guy who rejects girls, even though others have done that, still runs away to show off... It would be best if he were killed by a meteorite from the sky."

"... "

Hinami laughed twice and didn't respond to the conversation.

His personality seems normal, but in fact it is extremely twisted. Under the quiet and intelligent surface, there is a bloody and violent nature hidden, and his view on love is extremely distorted. This is the guy in front of me.

Although it may sound a bit unfair to say this, Hinami felt that Lin Qiao was right to beat her up severely during the period when Bronze Tree was seizing power.

"But teacher, this book is based on Brother Qiao, right?"

As she said this, Hinami took down a thick novel from the bookshelf nearby.

The overall cover is a gradient from dark red to black, with white spider web patterns on it, and in the center is an enlarged spider head.

The eight spider eyes emitting faint light perfectly highlight the style of the master Izumi Takatsuki.

—Atrak Nakya

The title of the book is written on the cover.

"Uh-huh, what's wrong? Is there anything you want to modify?"

"No, I just feel like Brother Qiao will be very unhappy after seeing this..."

The story is a good one, and with Aite's excellent writing style, it is indeed fascinating.

But the content continues the bloody and dark style of a certain green-haired pigeon.

"Don't say that, Hinami-chan. Art needs to be processed and polished after all."

With a smile, he took the soon-to-be-released novel from Hinami's hand.

"Besides, in the distant future when humans are extinct, wouldn't it be nice to have a love story between aliens and man-made machines?"

"That's not the case, teacher..."

But when I thought that one of the characters in this book was based on my older brother, it felt inexplicably weird.

Weird, very weird.

"Well, if someone has any complaints, just let them come to me."

"Not to mention that the story above is indeed true..."

Finally, he added in a very low voice.

"But if possible, I would like my Atlak Nakya to come to me."

He licked his lips and gave a slightly chilling smile.

Atlach-Nakea——

The evil spider god is both the title of the book and a metaphor for someone.

I really want to see someone get angry after reading the novel. What will happen then?

"Oh my, just thinking about it... ah, I almost forgot that Hinami-chan is still here."

He stuck out his tongue, then said maliciously

But her look did make Hinami's face a little stiff.

"Sure enough, this person has bad intentions towards Brother Qiao!"

It took me nearly a month to finally finish one. Overall, it looks like this. I was a little confused about which one to put up, so I just put all three together.

Special thanks to the artist GuaGua74.

In fact, the reason I looked for this big guy was because I happened to see the black hole trigger form of Mr. K drawn by him on Bilibili.

Also, I know everyone has been asking me to add a hem, don't worry, this is only in the first stage, and a black hole will be added.

I originally planned to post it after I finished writing it, but since it will be on the big bookshelf, and I just happened to use this one, I might as well post it now?(^?^*)

Finally, I would like to thank GuaGua74 for his great help.

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I originally planned to release it after finishing the fate volume, but after giving it some thought, I decided to release it early.

This is the protagonist's final form in the future.

Thanks to the painter "Wai Dao Ren" for his help and sponsorship.

I accidentally posted it in the wrong place before, so I’ll post it again here.

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Chapter 1 Still Calm

Hot sun, yellow sand...

The background is an endless desert. The long period of sunshine makes the light distorted. The high temperature that always remains above 50 degrees is undoubtedly a forbidden zone for life.

In the distance are the ruins of a city that are almost buried in yellow sand and weathered to the point of being in a dilapidated state.

The wind was howling wildly, and the rolled-up yellow sand felt like a knife cutting on the face. If you opened your mouth slightly, you would get a mouthful of sand.

Zooming in a little closer to a corner of the desert, one could see a completely scrapped mechanical dinosaur lying there, its rusty shell completely deformed by being violently smashed, and the exposed wires occasionally emitted electric sparks.

There are scattered parts all around. If you are interested in playing puzzles, it is not difficult to see the original appearance of these robots - a barrel-shaped body with two long legs.

It doesn't look like it has much attack power. After all, it doesn't even have any weapons. Maybe its only way of attacking is to kick people or hit them with its body.

But the fact is, if you get close to this thing, it will definitely give you a surprise, a big surprise, and the "bang" is much more exciting than setting off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year.

A white-haired woman wearing a black high-cut tights was buried in the yellow sand and scattered parts on the ground. Her eyes were closed and her beautiful face was covered with dust and black stains.

From her exposed ball joints, it can be seen that she is not a human being, but a robot-like being.

——The correct term is artificial human.

Putting aside these insignificant little things, the sound of fierce fighting could be heard from a little further away.

The red spider monster collided with a fist fight with a young man - to be more precise, it should be said that it was some invisible...stand-in behind the young man.

"Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola!"

As the stand-in's rough battle roars, waves of air spread out from the two of them to the surroundings, and from time to time, three or four meter high sand columns would appear on the field. The two sides fought hard and it was hard to tell who was winning for a while.

A showdown between masters?

Putting aside the terrifying power that can kill ordinary people with just one move, it should be said that it was just a fight between two weaklings.

The fighting style of the two men was no different from that of the street thugs, kicking in the crotch, poking in the eyes, blindfolding with blood... No matter what kind of despicable tricks it was, they would use all of them as long as they could!

This is a fight to the death without glory!

The result is that both sides suffer losses...

They fell on the yellow sand, covered in wounds and gasping for breath. Both sides knew that the other side was at the end of its strength and only one decisive blow was needed to decide the outcome. They struggled to get up and give the other side the final blow, but fell to the ground again and again.

The last to stand up were the young people.

He climbed up tremblingly, his weak body seemed like he would fall down at any time, but he held on with his own willpower, limping forward and walking in front of the Spider-Man who had lost the strength to struggle.

A purple muscular stand-in appeared behind him, but he was also covered with scars. In comparison, the other party was no match for him. The metal-like red armor on his body was almost shattered, and there was not a single piece of good flesh on his body.

With his five fingers clenched tightly, his sandbag-sized fist was swung out like a battleship cannonball, aiming at the Spider-Man's head.

Won!

The young man's face was filled with unconcealable excitement.

However, he didn't expect that at the moment the fist was swung, the Spider-Man on the ground suddenly dodged to the side as if with a last breath, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

The moment the fist fell, sand and stones scattered everywhere. Even a huge rock could be shattered with one blow, but it could not change the fact that the target was not hit.

Immediately afterwards——

puff!

A thin black tentacle popped out from the Spider-Man's wrist and pierced his chest in the blink of an eye. Affected by this, the strong man substitute summoned by the young man instantly turned into a bubble and dissolved into the air.

Finished!

The red figure on the ground no longer looked weak and powerless, and pounced on him to the ground like a predatory beast.

The young man, who had completely lost his ability to resist, was like a lamb to be slaughtered. He could only cover his face with his hands in a last futile struggle.

Finally, the red spider monster raised his fist and slammed down.

wake up.

......

He rubbed his slightly itchy nose, and the sunlight shining through the gaps between the branches and leaves made the young man squint his eyes.

The scorching sun hangs high in the sky, and the hot temperature makes people want to find a refrigerator to hide in, but even such unfriendly weather cannot stop people's desire to go out.

The busy streets are never quiet. The passing vehicles and the light reflected from the car shells make people even more restless.

The small park on one side of the road is a nice place to cool off. The trees overhead block most of the sunlight, and the fountain that continuously sprays water also reveals a hint of coolness, which makes people's hearts calm down. It is not easy to find such a place in a bustling metropolis.

Lin Qiao, male, 22 years old, graduated from an ordinary university.

A time traveler, this is his current identity.

Unlike those lucky ones who can change maps by opening and closing their eyes, his way of crossing can be considered tragic.

I vaguely remember the last scene I saw before I traveled through time - a female car god was holding a bottle of Erguotou and stepping on the accelerator hard. After the other party did a drift, he was walking on the sidewalk and died.

The only lucky thing might be that I died quite quickly and didn't feel too much pain...if that can be considered "lucky".

The subsequent plot is very clichéd. He is chosen by something similar to the main god space and has to leave the world where he has lived for more than 20 years and go to other worlds to complete tasks, embarking on a road of no return with an uncertain future.

.......If only it were that simple!

There is a saying that goes, where there are people, there is involution.

Everyone in this world is irreplaceable, but also dispensable. If you lose others, at most you can just sigh, 'another young life is lost', and then nothing happens. Life goes on as usual, and the earth won't stop turning because of it.

People are dying every minute and every second in this world, so why are you the only one who can be resurrected and travel through time?

Are you better than others? Or are you more capable than others?

The solution is simple.

Since no one is willing to give in to the other, why not just come together to compete. Anyway, the spot is there, there is only one, so you can decide for yourself what to do.

So a chicken-eating game began.