I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

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"Such great and glorious achievements, how long will they be sung by later generations."

"But it's also unclear whether Miao is unable to wake up, or simply unwilling to."

Hungry Monkey sighed lightly, rubbing his temples without saying a word. It seemed that although Chen Miao had lost his memories, after becoming the emperor, he had not forgotten what he should do.

Perhaps, in later generations, Miao might also be known as a tyrant.

In the first year of unification, Miao ordered the collection of the world's most beautiful women to serve as his concubines.

Truth be told, this was the first time he had seen Miao so unabashedly indulgent in female beauty.

The activity continued until its end, with a total of 310,000 stunning women becoming Miao's concubines. Many not-suitable-for-children scenes were unseen by them. What they could see was akin to fast-forward content.

Even if he slept with one every night.

One year would be 300, ten years would be 3,000, and one hundred years would only amount to 30,000.

For 300,000, even at a rate of one per day, it would take a thousand years.

To be fair, those women were each a paragon of beauty. However, most of them were not favored, spending their days in endless waiting.

It's worth mentioning that during the years of his campaigns, Chen Miao discovered existences with greater strength than ordinary people and ordered them all to be eliminated!

Without a single exception!

This led to Chen Miao being the only player left in the twelfth level, as all others had been eliminated. Although they did not know the reason, they could somewhat guess Miao's thinking. It was his Innate Divine Strength that allowed Miao to sit in that position.

Chen Miao feared that his imperial throne might be usurped by others, so he nipped the threat in the bud. Since those who reached this level were basically high-level Supernaturals, their physical attributes were far beyond those of ordinary people.

Even those who didn't need Strength Attribute Points would still add a few, more or less.

As a result, without exception, all were annihilated.

Especially the one who all the audience initially thought had an excellent family background, the second generation of a major clan. He died in the fourth year. In that same year, Chen Miao led his troops and annihilated the entire clan, seizing countless treasures in gold and silver, which were used as military expenses.

The death was truly tragic.

What was originally the combined showcase of all the players ended up being a solo performance by Chen Miao.

Just like this—

As the 30th year arrived, Chen Miao, sitting on the dragon throne, slowly opened his eyes. He remembered that he was in a dream.

The next second!

Everything around him began to shatter.

The dream started to dissipate.

Chen Miao's figure once again appeared on the open ground, only this time, there was no one else around, just him alone!

"Ding, one player has cleared the twelfth level, all other players have been eliminated. The eliminated players should not feel disheartened; you will each receive an encouragement reward of an Experience Value Exchange Card worth 1.6 million experience points."

"And all players who have cleared the twelfth level will receive a special gift pack."

"The gift pack contains: 1 Experience Value Exchange Card worth 3.2 million experience points."

...

Standing on the open ground, Chen Miao looked down at his toes and was silent for a long time. He then shook his head gently, awakening from this segment of memory. Those days as an emperor... to be honest, he quite enjoyed them.

Although this memory was illusory.

But perhaps the impact of this memory was too significant. At this moment, Chen Miao carried a different kind of aura, and his eyes held an undeniable coldness.

After a while.

He leaned on his cane with one hand, lighting up a cigarette he hadn't tasted in decades, and looked up at the audience seats in the white space above. He saw many familiar faces. After a long silence with an expressionless face, he suddenly chuckled.

Waving his hand in greeting to the crowd.

Thirty million people entered the secret realm together, coming to a realm with only thirteen levels. And in front of the thirteenth level, everyone else had been eliminated except for him.

He did not know what the thirteenth level was, nor was he certain he could clear it.

But since he had come this far, no matter what the thirteenth level was, he would give it his all!

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Just then—

A panel once again appeared before him.

"The thirteenth level is about to begin!"

"All players, please prepare yourselves."

"Name of the thirteenth level": Heart Demon.

"Level Content": This is the final level. As long as you pass this level, you will have completed every level and will become the first player to perfectly clear this secret realm.

In this level, you need to face the trial of your own Inner Demon.

Throughout our lives, we all do many bad things, like secretly ringing doorbells in other people's apartment blocks when we were young, or stealing food from the snack bar, and as adults, we do many things against our conscience for money.

From the initial discomfort to the ease that developed over time.

Until at last, we start to get used to snuffing out the lives of others.

In this level, you will confront your Inner Demon head-on, you need to conquer it.

"ps": The more people the player has killed, the more powerful their Inner Demon will be. Discover hidden stories at My Virtual Library Empire

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The next second—

Before the players could finish reading the information on the panel, the sky suddenly filled with dark clouds, and a soul body thousands of meters tall and entirely black appeared out of nowhere over the plains, looming over Chen Miao with an aura capable of destroying heavens and earth.

It looked somewhat like the Shadow Fiend from DOTA 2.

With fangs bared and claws dancing.

And it was incredibly intimidating.

"Damn it."

The Hungry Monkey watching from the audience seats looked at the panel for the thirteenth level with a slightly angry expression, "Isn't this an outright targeting? The more people you kill, the stronger the Inner Demon becomes?"

"Who on Blue Star has killed more people than Miao?"

"In the entire history of Blue Star, has anyone killed more than Miao?"

The surrounding players exchanged glances and nodded in agreement. Nearly 2 billion people from the Stone Fort civilization had all died at Chen Miao's hands—the sheer number was frighteningly horrific.

An Inner Demon formed from such a number would be terrifyingly powerful!

Very soon—

They witnessed the attack methods of the Inner Demon!

"Do you recognize me!"

A ghastly figure with a face covered in blood, looking incredibly ferocious, split off from the massive body of the Inner Demon, floated in front of Chen Miao, and hissed with a bitter tone, "During the Battle of Civilizations, you killed me!"

"Don't recognize you."

Chen Miao shook his head silently, joking to himself. He was wiping out billions in minutes—how busy he must be! He had no time to remember these faces.

After that, the Inner Demon started to split into countless ghostly figures floating in front of him, as if planning to collapse his mental defenses in this manner. And, as these apparitions separated from it, the Inner Demon's body began to shrink gradually.

At first, Chen Miao still shook his head and said he didn't recognize them.

Later, he simply sat down cross-legged on the ground, took out a tape recorder from his arms, and kept playing a recording of himself not recognizing them.

Normally speaking.

A murderer, upon finding that the people he had killed turned into vengeful ghosts to question him, might indeed have his mental defenses collapse, but... Applying this to Chen Miao seemed a bit comical. The biggest issue was that Chen Miao truly didn't recognize these people.

And it was also very hard for him to feel even a hint of guilt.

You participate in the Battle of Civilizations, don't you know what you're here for?

Is it to play house?

What are you doing if not killing? Getting married?