The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"...No matter what happens, Sister Serpent and I will definitely..."

Click.

"Ah! I didn't hit it the third time either."

A joyful smile appeared on the girl's face: "This is a great experience. I can tell it to Mr. Faust."

"you--"

As soon as Yaper said a word in a trembling voice, she saw the madman in front of her... pulled the trigger twice in a row!

Click, da.

The cylinder rotated to the last position that had not yet been reached.

"I'm really lucky." The girl smiled and said, "Am I right, ma'am?"

"…Just call me Yapo."

Her Majesty Queen Bee, whose face was even paler than Marina's, murmured weakly.

"Ah, I like to address people with honorifics. It's a habit, Ms. Yapper."

Marina ejected the magazine and shook the pistol gently. The last bullet fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

She handed the revolver to Yapper and said with all sincerity and earnestness:

"This etheric gun, consider it as a token of my acquaintance with Ms. Yaper... To be honest, I do have a small favor that I need your help with."

Marina said this, turned her head and looked at the servant snake who was standing aside and remained silent, and smiled again.

Along with this smile came an unnatural...almost morbid blush.

"In this city, I need a helper to help me, Mr. Faust... understand some things."

"You say……"

The weak mortal girl stuffed the revolver into the palm of the powerful extraordinary person.

She whispered softly:

"Who is more suitable?"

Chapter 6: The Possibility of True God-Slaying (K)

Anser stood on a hill, looking out at the boundless barren land, while also taking in the gathered adventurers.

This is a wasteland about four kilometers away from the Castle of Strife, and it can still be classified as part of the territory of the Castle of Strife. The reason why Anser came here is naturally the same as the reason why the adventurers gathered here - a door to the zero-point maze is about to open.

The method of finding the entrance to the Zero Point Maze in a stable manner was developed as early as the Zhengtian Dynasty. Although after the Great Destruction, only a tiny part of the Zhengtian Dynasty's legacy remained, with the development of time, the new positioning method has been gradually improved.

Except for the gates to the maze that are extremely random, open in a very short time, and basically you can't come back once you go in, most of the gates can be confirmed three to five days in advance. Adventurers will make corresponding preparations during this time, step into the infinite world, and risk being lost forever to find further possibilities.

According to the original plan, Anser had already begun to prepare for the taming of the remaining two protagonists. But now, he had to focus on another trap that fate might have laid.

"Ivora, Efesand..."

The young man holding the hilt with one hand murmured softly: "What is the function of them at your fingertips...?"

Leaving aside Effisande who is very likely to have plunged into the Lost Sea, let's not talk about Ivora, who is very likely to have caused the Western Kingdom to frequently open the door to the Lost Sea in recent times. If she is not dead, how did she survive?

Pursuing a reasonable destiny will not bless the protagonists with invincibility, nor will a meteorite fall from the sky to kill Anser, the biggest twist point. Ivora, who does not occupy a major position in this story, is certainly not likely to be treated specially.

So how did she escape Effisandr's eternal burning? What did the fate that forced her to survive plan to use her for?

The ether fluctuations in the vast wasteland suddenly became extremely violent without any warning, just like the originally calm sea surface that suddenly turns into a huge wave in the next second.

"At this point, many things have changed beyond recognition."

Anser sighed softly, staring at the distorted space in the distance that began to twist violently, swallowing up the air and even the light, and his figure flashed forward.

The reason why he made that plan in the first place, besides the fact that he would have absolute dominance after reaching the sixth level, was more important - or in other words, the very fact of "hoping to have absolute dominance" was based on this reason.

That is, when Anser's protagonist taming plan reached this stage, the original future information was no longer of much value to him.

The future he is heading to is already a mist, and he must possess a stronger power to fight against fate. However, in the end, Anser still lost the best chance.

But he did not regret it, he just occasionally lamented that fate was inevitable.

Now, a new chess game is once again placed in front of Anser. The difference from the past is that he knows nothing about the chess path of fate. If all the previous games were absolutely prepared strangleholds, then now all Anser can do... is to simply respond to each other's moves.

In a few flashes, Anser had arrived behind the gathered adventurers. He stared at the increasingly expanding distorted space, preparing to go to somewhere in the maze that the door led to, to look for Ivora's trace.

According to Anser's inference, after Ivora escaped into the Zero Point Maze, she was unable to control her own power due to serious injuries or other reasons. She wanted to return to the original plane, but was unable to stably prop the door open, which led to the high frequency opening of the unstable maze door.

As the distortion gradually stabilized, the space that seemed to be separated from this world gradually formed a crack like a huge vertical pupil. The adventurer closest to the entrance first threw something in very cautiously, and after five minutes, he began to call on other adventurers to step into the crack.

Anser, who was following them leisurely, was stopped before he had taken a few steps.

"A new face."

The man who stopped Anser raised his eyebrows and said, "Give me the exploration permit."

Adventurers already have a very complete exploration system - if it is a door to the maze that has not been discovered and marked in advance by any force, then how much can be taken and whether one can come back depends on one's own ability.

If a certain door has been reserved in advance, then other guilds, forces, or individuals who want to get a piece of the pie must obtain exploration permission from the Zero Point Explorer and promise to hand over the portion of the exploration results to the guild or force that controls the door.

The higher the share of the surrender, the more help you can get from the gate controller. Among the adventurers participating in the exploration, a small number will be stationed near the gate of the maze, waiting for the adventurers who entered the exploration to return.

So no matter whether you want help or not, you have to hand over 20% on a basic basis, which is considered as the protection fee for the controller to stabilize the anchor point and the way home.

And does our legendary Mr. Faust need to pay such protection fees?

The answer is of course...

"Minimum share?" The man who took the license looked at the thin rectangular chip handed to him by Anser, then looked up at him, "You can go alone."

"is it not OK?"

The man shrugged. "It's up to you. Just don't blame us for being inhumane when something goes wrong, Mr. Lone Wolf."

He handed the chip back to Anser and stepped aside to make room.

Anser put away the exploration permit that Naylan had applied for her and joined the queue quite obediently.

Adventurers are respected for their strength, and Anser certainly has the ability to disobey this rule. If he wants, he can even kick all the adventurers back to the Castle of Strife and order them not to get close to this door.

If you really think about it, they wouldn't say much when Faust was fighting against other fifth-level adventurers.

But Anser had no interest in breaking the rules - as long as the rules made sense.

The exploration of the Zero Point Maze is the fundamental reason for the existence of adventurers. The series of exploration rules related to it have been developed for hundreds of years and are very reasonable from the current perspective.

The young Hydra had no intention of trampling on such rules. In his eyes, it was okay for some reason, but if someone trampled on the rules purely out of enthusiasm and could get pleasure from it, he was an evil guy more dangerous than him.

However... this exploration permission made Anser think of something else.

"If Marina knew that Naylan had done many things beyond her control...she would probably be angry and sad."

Just because Ansor agreed to Marina's request doesn't mean he will side with Marina.

After all, being a secretary is just a job. Since Marina is capable of doing a good job and has shown admirable ambition, Anser doesn't mind giving her the position.

But does this mean that Anther will force Naylan and other Shadow Swamp members to hand over the matters to Marina?

Of course that's impossible. What Ansir Hydra ultimately looks at is just who can do things better.

That kind of unconditional bias is only reserved for a very small number of people, and it is a gentle selfishness that has nothing to do with interests or right and wrong.

Thinking of the conversation between Marina and Naylan at that time, Ansor, who was standing in front of the crack, couldn't help but chuckle. He shook his head and his body did not enter the opened void crack.

I don’t know how Marina will do when I come back.

If Xier knew how I treated her sister, she would definitely be so angry that she would bite me.

Thinking this, he opened his eyes again and found himself falling from the sky.

In addition to the whistling of the wind, there were also various screams of terror in my ears.

"Damn, this door is really well opened! Where's the floating scroll? The floating scroll! And the water prison scroll!"

The adventurers' screams of fear had their reasons, after all, below them... was a sea of ​​rolling lava that seemed to have no end in sight.

"Shit, the aether wave rate here is even more outrageous than predicted! It's too far off! The scroll's duration effect is very short!"

Some people were cursing, some were shouting in panic, and some were diving into the lava without even thinking.

"About 2,500 degrees!"

The person who had entered the door and jumped into the lava looked up and shouted, "Most of the people here are experts in fire elements! Just jump in boldly!"

Anser's figure had landed on the magma in a few flashes. As he stepped on the magma, he looked up at the volcano not far away that seemed to be spewing lava forever, with a thoughtful expression.

"The fire element here...is not very active."

The young Hydra half-squinted his eyes. The overly surging and active fire elements, [burning], [high temperature], [flame], etc.... According to his perception, this should not be the original appearance of this maze.

Something catalyzed the fire element here, and it seemed that Ivora had indeed been here.

Of course, Anser couldn't go there in person to find a door to the maze. According to the current means of detecting the maze, for a sufficiently stable door, although it is impossible to understand the world on the other side clearly, it should not be a problem to detect what the main elements are.

The adventurers who entered this door were obviously screened and had more or less studied the element of fire.

Just as Anther was thinking about where to look for Ivora's trace, a bald man paddled all the way and swam to Anther's feet.

"You can manipulate spells freely with such chaotic ether waves... you are amazing, my friend." He waved enthusiastically at Anser, "I haven't seen a warlock of your level for a long time."

Why do extraordinary people like warriors exist?

Warlocks analyze the supernatural, seek the truth, and can turn supernatural powers into infinite uses. Most of what warriors can do, warlocks can do, and what warlocks cannot do, warriors basically cannot do either.

So... is there a need for the existence of this kind of extraordinary being who cannot use ether as an extension of himself to control the world and can only "take care of himself"?

The answer is right here, in the zero point maze.

The infinite maze contains endless worlds. Although there is definitely ether in every world, and even the maze itself is filled with ether, the way ether flows and the frequency of its fluctuations cannot be the same as those in the original plane.

The spellcasting abilities of warlocks will be incredibly weakened in the Zero Point Maze, and even alchemical tools, special items, and even spellcasting scrolls will be affected. Only warriors who use extraordinary powers to strengthen their bodies and build their inner selves will not be greatly affected.

They are the mainstream of the adventurer group. Apart from that, well... they can basically only act as high-level thugs.

Of course, there is another reason. Although it is not to the point where a warrior does not need to use his brain at all, compared with the talents and talents required by a warlock, a warrior at least does not need to use his brain much.

Anser ignored the bald man, but that didn't stop him from chattering on: "I'm Riley from Dragon Devouring City. I have a fourth-level scepter. With this temperature, I can swim all the way to the bottom. But it takes too much energy. In this world where the fire element is so rich, there must be..."

His shouting and Anser floating on the lava like a crane standing out among chickens soon attracted the attention of other adventurers. Gradually, more and more people swam towards this side and got closer to Anser.

Warlocks who can maintain normal spellcasting levels in the chaotic Aether waves are in high demand among adventurers. Who doesn't want their teammates to be all-rounders?

"Hey, buddy! Give me a hand! I can hold on, but my clothes can't. I don't want to swim naked in the lava at all!"

"Just make some rocks to give us a place to stand!"

The gathered adventurers started shouting, and some of them noticed that no one could talk to Anser, which meant that this warlock was most likely a lone wolf warlock.

A lone wolf warlock who can cast spells normally in this chaotic aether wave! If he can be won over, it may be more valuable than finding something in this exploration.

Some adventurers who realized this became even more enthusiastic.

"Handsome guy, handsome guy, let's make friends! You know the great puppeteer Ovelica, she is me..."

"Brother, I have a lot of experience in taking beatings. If there is any fight next time, I guarantee you won't have to do it..."

"I am a senior cadre of the Howling Legion...Friend, after this exploration, are you interested in visiting Strife Castle?"

A large group of strong men swimming in the lava surrounded a young man standing on top of the lava, clamoring and inviting him as if they were surrounding a peerless beauty. This scene was quite interesting. However, Anser, who seemed to be in a trance, did not seem to listen to their words at all.

"Friend...friend? At least tell me your name, don't just stand there in a daze!"

After calling for so long, Anser didn't give any response, so some people left tactfully, while others continued to patiently try to communicate with Anser.

"I came here to find a high-purity Skyfire crystal as the boss asked. You must know how precious this thing is, as a warlock, right? If we look for it together, how about I give you 40% of the reward? Uh, half is not impossible..."

Some people began to talk about why they came on this exploration journey, how precious the treasure they were looking for was, and made various promises to Anser.

"You should be a fourth-level warlock, right? You look so comfortable with it, are you going to become a fifth-level master? Do you want me to introduce our boss to you? Our boss is a veteran fifth-level master, you know Chaos Howling Bayepop, right? He is one of the most capable generals under the Grand Duke Qingjin! A famous and powerful warrior in the Western Kingdom-"

Before he could finish his words, Anser had already taken a step forward and placed his hand on the hilt of the black blade at his waist.

"Step aside."

The black-haired young man raised his chin slightly towards the adventurers in front of him with a haughty look on his face.

Without waiting for the adventurers to make any move, an invisible force pulled them and moved them away from the strange sorcerer.

Anther had already unhooked Gleipnir and raised the sword, which perfectly combined violence and elegance, high in one hand. Then, seemingly without any strength, he slashed it down softly and lightly.