The overly strange behavior of those ghosts made the players, who were already covered with a layer of gloom, feel even more...
Puzzled.
It's hard to get nervous, but instead you can't help scratching your head in confusion.
The ghost's voice seemed to become even colder and more terrifying, like a cold wind blowing on a person's neck, causing a hairy chill. "This is none of your business - and it's not something you can know!"
Qin Meng: “…”
He still wondered—couldn't he just talk to them directly
However, Qin Meng cooperated very well and remained silent, even gracefully making an inviting gesture, taking a step back and giving them the performance space.
So after the goblin's fierce rebuttal, no one spoke.
The air was as silent as death.
The players didn't say anything, and the ghosts didn't know what to do next.
They just stood there, facing the narrow space in front of them stiffly, leaving behind lonely and stiff backs.
There was an awkward feeling in the air, and it became more awkward as the silence went on.
Until Yuan Yuxue finally asked, "The game is over. Can they leave now?"
The "they" Yuan Yuxue mentioned, of course, refers to the players who won the shadow-stepping game just now.
Maybe it was an illusion caused by nervousness, but the players seemed to hear a sigh of relief coming from the corner - as if they had finally found the bottom of the stairs.
Player: "..."
It's an illusion.
"Of course."
The ghosts said in unison. The different voices overlapped, as if the same soul was speaking in different bodies, "But you have to stay with us forever!"
As soon as these words came out, the players who were originally relaxed became gloomy again.
The ghosts silently moved a little closer to the corner.
Of course, they didn't back down because the non-threatening players were angry, but because...
The aura of that terrifying existence seemed to become more dangerous and unstable.
However, those dangerous and chaotic auras were calmed down very easily.
They heard Yuan Yuxue's voice. The young man's voice was like a piece of melting snow falling beside his ears, with a slight chill. It also cooled down the manic anger and inexplicably made people rational.
"I understand." Yuan Yuxue seemed to warn calmly, "Don't play tricks."
bring it on.
It's time for them to open the correct door and return to the real world.
The layers of mysterious fog that overlap in the world of ghosts and monsters seem to be finally being cleared up.
Is this considered a contract
The ghosts were inevitably disappointed—there was no hatred, despair, or indignation as they had imagined. There was no human killing each other, which produced the negative emotions that ghosts loved to consume the most. It seemed that the final victim was decided in such a peaceful manner. It was far less grand and exciting than they had imagined.
But in order to get rid of that terrible existence, the ghosts did not bargain at this moment.
The strange bloodstains slowly crawled from the ground to the wall, and then slowly climbed up to the ceiling. It flowed freely on the ceiling, as if following the most rigorous law in the world to form a branch like a small river, and gradually flowed to a certain door.