Chapter 297 The Secret of “God”
In the void, the voice was silent for a moment, then spoke with a smile of boundless malice:
[I am the founder of the Life-Slaying Alliance]

[The goal of slaughtering the sailing world is still too long, so no matter how many times, I still need to find you]

——Slaughter the sailing world and find Lin Yuan.

Noticing the key words, Lin Yuan’s eyes flickered twice, and he suddenly said:

“The founder behind the Death Alliance… you are the one who invited me into the game while I was in the mental hospital.”

“And your invitation method is the correct way for the killer to enter the game.”

Lin Yuan, who had regained all her memories, naturally knew that she did not have the ability to burn down the entire hospital at that time. It was this strange and out-of-control power that ignited a fire in Xinhai City and burned Lin Yuan’s most hated memories.

It also made her forget the truth and fill the gap with self-woven illusions.

It was not an ordinary path for Lin Yuan to obtain two badges at the beginning of the game.

The founder may have felt that the roles of other chess pieces were too single. It just so happened that Lin Yuan had two souls at that time, one with memories in a dormant state, and one without memories. He left behind all his baggage and moved forward with ease, body and mind.

In short, under the influence of various factors, Lin Yuan successfully obtained two identities and thrived in both the Navigation Camp and the Life-Slaying Camp.

[But…your performance this time seems to be different from what I expected.]

The founder fell into deep thought.

[You should be the sharpest knife of the Death Alliance, clearing all obstacles for the development of the alliance, but you are too selfish, you take both ends and hold all the benefits in your hands]

[Heart, I don’t care about your behavior, after all, the final result is correct]

[You still killed the navigator, bringing the Killing Island closer to the sun]

The founder recalled that Hayashihara quickly extracted information from the other party’s words.

——She is the sharpest knife in the alliance.

Lin Yuan did become the Kill King, but the knife wanted to be the master more than once and did things that were hypocritical. Lin Yuan took advantage of the identities of the two players to reap all the benefits in the game.

——Don’t care about her behavior.

This means that the founder’s attitude towards Lin Yuan is at best neutral, and there is no need for Lin Yuan to turn against the founder for the time being.

The final result…

Lin Yuan opened his eyes and looked ahead at the empty space ahead.

The outline of the Youyue City island was looming, and the Life-Slaying Alliance was closer to the moon and the sun.

It may not be appropriate to say that the founder is a human being, because the other party does not even have an entity, only a strange voice.

Lin Yuan stood quietly, playing with a dagger in his hand, waiting for the founder to explain his purpose.

[As long as you continue to kill people without hesitation, I will always stand on the same side with you]

[The resources of the alliance are unlimited, you can mobilize them at will, and everything that supports the operation of the alliance is my legacy]

Lin Yuan paused while playing with the dagger and asked:

“Your inheritance?”

[I have been dead for a long time. The one who killed me… is the author of the rules of the sailing world, the real god.]

Lin Yuan’s eyes flashed with a hint of deep meaning:
“What a coincidence. The so-called God also dislikes me. In a sense, we are both wanderers in this world.”

The founder paid no attention to Lin Yuan’s self-mockery and said calmly:

[I should be a god too. There were originally two managers of the game, but our opinions and tendencies often differ.]

“Oh?”

It was the first time that Lin Yuan heard about the secrets of the game manager, and he couldn’t help but feel curious.

[The manager is not satisfied with making the rules of the game, he would like to be a player himself, but the sailing world has me, so it is not convenient for him to play the game.]

The founder of the Death Alliance narrated calmly:
So it went away, and a second server was created for the game, but it came back again…

Kill me

As if he had heard some funny joke, the corners of Lin Yuan’s eyes curved slightly, and his bright eyes were filled with smiles.

“We are all murderers, so let’s not beat around the bush.”

“Since that administrator can open his own server to play games, there is absolutely no need for him to come back and kill you to vent his anger.”

“If I had that kind of temper, I would have fought you a long time ago and seized control of the sailing world. Why would I bother to open a new server?” “The reason you were killed, besides not being strong enough, must be because you did something that ‘violated the rules’, right?”

The voice in the void suddenly fell silent, and Lin Yuan knew that his subconscious premonition was correct.

The founder of the Death Alliance must have violated the basic rules of the game world. In addition to attracting the managers who had left to deal with it, it was also naturally restricted by the game.

In other words, the founder was killed by the game and another manager.

Lin Yuan touched his chin and thought:
“Those eyes in the sky should have belonged to you, but now someone else is using them to spy on you. You must be very unhappy.”

“so……”

Lin Yuan glanced at the golden hall behind him.

To be able to build the Death Island and provide so many resources to the Death Alliance, the founder must be an extremely wealthy person.

“You poured resources into the Death Alliance and hid the weaker Death Alliance, hoping that the Death Alliance members could cause trouble in secret and undermine the stability of the game.”

“Whether you’re dead or alive, you want to mess up the world.”

When saying this, Lin Yuan inexplicably thought of himself.

In fact, she never had any reason to mess up the world.

But every unintentional action becomes the butterfly wings that fan the hurricane.

She is obviously a killer, but she makes it look like she is doing good things.

Lin Yuan went from being subjectively bad to being objectively good or bad.

The founder was silent for a while, then suddenly started to chuckle, the sound was piercing and unusually unpleasant:

Being too smart is not a good thing, kid.

[You should be thankful that the guy has to manage two servers now and is too busy to handle it]

[You’re right, I just want the game to be a mess, you’ve helped me achieve most of my goal]

【pity……】

The founder said regretfully.

[You are too dazzling, and you were discovered by that guy]

[Unless the game world falls into an extremely unstable state, it cannot come down, and can only do some small actions in secret]

【look】

A light screen appeared in front of Lin Yuan, showing many scenes of the three main cities of Sun, Moon and Star.

First, there was a scene where Storm Thunder’s men reported to the Inquisition, and then the judges filed out.

They went straight to the base of Dark Night Deep Sea, and then went to the port of Youyue City, where they met Xia Mo and others who got off the ship.

Afterwards, the judges poured into the City of Stars and searched everywhere, each with a gun on his waist.

Lin Yuan’s eyes darkened.

She herself had a gun like that, so she certainly knew who the judge was targeting.

[Heart, those little bugs can’t find you, and the situation will get worse]

The founder’s voice was deliberately creating anxiety, but Lin Yuan ignored it.

Lin Yuan’s hand touched the light screen and the picture switched automatically.

She laughed sarcastically:
“This is already the worst situation. No matter how much worse it gets, judging from the situation, everything is steadily getting better.”

On the screen with changing light and shadows, countless killers wearing masks came from all directions.

Their goal is…

Killing Island.

These beastly guys, in order to kill Kill King and inherit the estate, don’t care which camp Heart belongs to.

Countless balls of light appeared in Lin Yuan’s palms. Upon closer inspection, they were the marks of all the murderers.

“Just in time.”