But, how is it possible
Guo Liang quickly shook off the thoughts in his mind, telling himself that this was too magical.
When the blood-red eyeballs appeared, no candidate could stop the overwhelming terrifying coercion. It's not so much a boss, it's more like an obliteration level for candidates.
I only heard of fierce people who survived the obliteration mechanism, but never heard of people who persecuted the obliteration mechanism in turn!
Can someone who can do this count as a human being
"Damn, I got it." Guo Liang slapped his thigh and suddenly realized: "This is an illusion made by the elves, just like the spiritual master used fireworks to disguise the elves before. If we believe it, we are finished!"
"..." The curly-haired boy looked at him speechlessly for a second, and with a sweep of his fingers, the white porcelain bowl flew into his hand. When he poured the bowl down, hundreds of crystal clear water droplets rolled down from the white steam, about half of which solidified into crystals, and the rest shattered and dissipated as soon as it touched the ground, disappearing in a blink of an eye.
"There are 185 people left."
The boy bent down to pick up the ice beads, and a sad look flashed across his brows: "This time the game was too ruthless, we basically have no chance to save people, and we will not be able to eat again."
Guo Liang hadn't reacted yet: "?? Wait, that big man with mental power is really all right?"
He looked at the porcelain bowl in disbelief, and then looked out of the glass window. Unexpectedly, when he stretched his head, he happened to be looking at the blood-red flesh ball in the distance. In an instant, it surged.
Guo Liang: "..."
Grass.
I don't know if the mental power boss is dead or not, he should be dying.
However, in the next second, the expected pain did not appear—just behind the remaining eyeball, an orange-red toilet bowl suddenly appeared without warning, sucking it back abruptly!
The red eyeball struggled twice, and as the last trace of black air disappeared, it finally lost its ability to resist, was swallowed by the palm-sized rubber head, and disappeared on the balcony of 606.
Guo Liang:? ?
Guo Liang:! ! !
What did he see just now?
The blood-red eyeball was eaten, it was eaten by a toilet stick, right
Before he breathed back in a daze, he saw the rubber head of the toilet pan move a few times, spit out a small group of red polyps in a "ber" way, and fell obliquely along the edge of the guardrail, just landing on 307 In front of the balcony window.
Yue Qiong, who was almost hit on the head: "..."
The corners of his mouth twitched twice, and before he had time to respond, the red piece of flesh slammed violently as if it had finally escaped from danger—
The pitch-black pupils quickly spread outward from the gnarled red tissue, making a vicious and cold voice:
"The third dormitory to be punished is the despicable informer!"
Even if there is only a little bit of minced meat left, under the restraint of the established rules, it must complete the final punishment link.
Obviously, this resentment was poured out on the first candidate it saw.
Yue Qiong never imagined that the third person to be tricked turned out to be himself.
It was too late when he quickly mobilized the curse ability to try to defend. Although there was no black air in the blood-red eyes, the black vortex swirling on the ground seemed to have life, and it climbed up silently, slowly engulfing the balcony of 307 .
"It shouldn't be like this, what went wrong..."
Yue Qiong muttered to himself while holding his teeth, his eyes shifted to the shield girl who was standing by, and he squeezed out a smile: "Good man, don't you come to save your poor neighbor?"
Li Jinhan walked around him with eyes as if he was looking at a dead person, raised the corners of his mouth ironically, and turned back to the room.
The moment she turned around, a black mist rushed up like a poisonous snake, as if it wanted to pull her into the water together.
However, this time, the cursed black mist failed to catch the prey. The vortex of blood-red eyeballs crushed the balcony, engulfed Yue Qiong and fell high, falling into the crack in the ground.
The dust scattered on the bricks and stones dissipated, and everything returned to silence.
The wind and rain rested, and the sky brightened. Before most people even reacted, the accident was over.
The menacing Elf House disappeared in embarrassment, and the most arrogant and terrifying informer was taken away by a wave. Looking around, the one who survived was actually the one everyone thought was certain to die... the dormitory where the spiritual master is
Many people subconsciously turned their eyes upwards to the place where all the turning points began, and the 606 balcony that has almost become a ruined wall.
The balcony window was quiet and dark, one couldn't see the scene inside, and couldn't imagine the situation of the four people in the dormitory.
No one knows what happened just now.
Some good believers couldn't hold back their curiosity and boldly used detection props. Before seeing the scene inside, he suddenly rolled his eyes, clutched his head and fell back in pain.
Can't peep, can't see...
[Ding! Congratulations, you have successfully avoided the punishment of the Elf House!]
The game prompt that sounded again interrupted everyone's thoughts, and there was only a crisp mechanical sound in the air:
[Activate the competition compensation, the good student camp will open the resurrection channel after the ranking is settled, and the competition compensation can be exchanged for 1 random item or 30% chance of resurrection for dead candidates]
[Now, the settlement of the competition ranking begins!]
[There were 289 candidates in this competition, 99 candidates died during the competition, 5 additional deaths, and 184 candidates survived in the end]
[Your ranking in this competition is: 1]
[Your reward is...]
A faint voice sounded in my ears, but I couldn't hear it clearly.
Tang Xinjue wanted to open his eyes, but his eye sockets were full of burning and sharp pain, as if they had been scorched by fire for three days and three nights, even if he raised his eyelids, he was afraid that ashes would flow out.
The feeling of the body is completely opposite to that of the eyes. The bone-piercing coldness is like being soaked in uncivilized ice water, and suddenly the illusion seems to have been assimilated into some kind of ghost substance, and then chewed and eaten by the toilet. It will be digested by the rubber head automatically.
Yes, toilet flushing!
The Lingtai suddenly recovered a sliver of clarity, and the memory sent flashback fragments into the sea of consciousness, outlining the last attack before the toilet was flushed.
At that time, she had just been awakened from the consciousness exile at the bottom of the Sea of Consciousness, ascended to the surface and suppressed the consciousness of the dark yellow eyeballs, and briefly regained control of her body.
Also at the same moment, the blood-red eyes who were about to leave also noticed this abnormality, and their movements paused slightly—then she took advantage of this opportunity, lifted the toilet and attacked it without hesitation.
The toilet shovel held in the hands of candidate Tang Xinjue would definitely not pose a threat to the blood-red eyeballs.
But what if the power shrouded in the toilet bowl at this moment is rounded off, and it is another existence that is more powerful, terrifying, and just crushes the opponent
As it turned out, she was right.
Seen from the outside world, the blood-red eyeballs broke into 606 in a terrifying manner, and came out weakly, and it took no more than tens of seconds at most.
But only she knows how long this process is. The ghost mark can only be used once, and as long as the blood-red eyes escape, all her plans will come to naught, so she must be killed.
It wasn't until the last piece of eyeball was absorbed by the toilet, the dormitory was confirmed safe, and the activated ghost mark was eager to burst out again, that she gave herself a deep sleep command, and her consciousness fell back to the bottom of the sea of consciousness with several marks.
Memories gradually pieced together, and the shackles of pressure around him began to weaken.
So now... in the sea of consciousness
Tang Xinjue resisted the stinging pain and began to mobilize her mental power. The meager energy gradually washed away the pain, and she opened her eyes.
Four familiar ghost marks hovered in front of her.
A silver ring, a tawny eyeball, a roll of white tape, and a clear glass bottle.
The four figurative markers didn't seem to have changed, but Tang Xinjue could feel that they were no longer satisfied with sinking to the bottom of the sea of consciousness as dead objects, and their energy fluctuations were getting stronger and stronger.
These marks were suppressed only by her consciousness and never activated. It was the appearance of blood-red eyeballs that reminded her of the yellow-brown eyeball imprints in the sea of consciousness.
If you look closely, the first time she saw a ghost in reality was actually the yellow eyeball that suddenly flashed out of the window just before the game came.
At that time, she thought it was just a vision accompanying the coming of the game. However, after the counselor visited, he saw the same shrinking eyeball mark in the sea of consciousness, and immediately realized something was wrong.
The yellow eye at the beginning seemed more aimed at her.
— Just like today's blood-red eyeballs full of malice and undisguised purpose.