"Tsk, don't order me as you said." Even so, Ying Sheng did as he said.
Du Yixin was lying on the ground, unable to move because he lost the strength of his waist and abdomen. The elder brother came over and helped him up: "Xiaoxin, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." The fantasy just made him a little confused, and his body was fine. "Brother, are you all hallucinating too?"
Du Heng nodded.
What the three saw was not the same, but because Du Yixin reminded them before, the two of them immediately discovered the truth and got rid of the illusion. When I recovered, I saw the girl.
Du Yixin was only a few seconds more awake than the two of them at night.
This is located at the entrance of the castle, and behind it is the gate you just entered.
The ground was covered with a cold marble floor, and the candles hanging on the wall lit up one by one, and the fire filled the entire hall.
Only then did Du Yixin notice the surrounding scenery, and he couldn't help being stunned: "This is..."
Under every candle, there is a door. These gates are connected together and surrounded from all directions. And the texture on the facade is exactly the same.
If we continue to investigate one by one, we don't know when we will find Dialect Wu.
Du Heng's eyes fell on the girl: "Which way?"
"..."
Meng Li remained silent and didn't answer, but suddenly felt a chill on her neck, and her body couldn't help froze.
Ying Sheng pointed his knife at him: "Tell me, do you want to die now?"
She had no choice but to speak, her voice was weak: "Wherever you go, it doesn't matter."
As soon as the words fell, the slender neck was scratched with a bloodstain by the knife edge. Blood flowed down, staining the skirt of the shirt red.
"It's true!" Mengli was extremely flustered, but still had no choice but to forcefully answer, "This is originally my floor..."
Du Heng: "Let me explain."
Mengli's ability is indeed related to "illusion". But she can't create fantasies out of thin air, she can only let the practitioner see hallucinations based on reality.
Therefore, what the practitioner does in the hallucination will also be reflected in reality.
If you stand on a high place in the illusion, then you will also stand on a high place in reality.
If you die in the illusion, you will die in reality.
Countless gates allow Mengli to use his abilities well. The exit is obviously close at hand, but it can cause the practitioner to die in confusion.
This is the fortress of Dialect Wu, and each floor is stationed with trusted men.
And Mengli belongs to the gatekeeper.
After listening to the girl's words, Du Yixin said with difficulty: "Besides you, how many other people are there?"
He paused, "How many players are still following Dialect Wu's instructions."
Mengli said softly: "Except for the three of you, all the players."
After the words fell, the three of them fell into silence.
Du Yixin expected that there would be other people in Dialect Wu, but he never expected that it would be all of them.
According to the information my brother investigated, all the operatives under the command of "White Bird" should have been transferred elsewhere.
So are these people the same existence as the mechanical maid before
It does not belong to "White Bird", but belongs to Dialect Wu.
But even knowing this, the path they should take has not changed.
Du Heng pushed the girl: "Lead the way."
Meng Li led the three of them into one of the doors, through the intricate passages, and finally came to a staircase.
Go up and you will reach the second floor. In other words, there will be tower guards like Mengli.
Du Heng: "What is that person's ability?"
"Last time, it was someone with the ability to transform." Mengli replied.
"Last time?"
"Our replacement is very fast, and those who are incompetent will be executed immediately." Mengli's tone was light, as if he was talking about his own affairs. She turned her head and looked at Du Yixin, "Can I ask you a question."
"What?"
Mengli tried her best to ignore Ying Sheng's unfriendly gaze: "Why do you know my name?"
Du Yixin was silent for a while: "If we can get out alive, I will tell you the reason."
Meng Li bit her lip and stopped talking.
As soon as you go upstairs, you will be greeted by countless mirrors. The mirror surface connects the ground and the ceiling, splicing together. The small space is reflected as if there are countless passages, and it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.
The second floor is a mirror maze.
Although this is not Mengli's floor, she has walked past it a few times. What's more, the layout of each floor is actually similar, and it is not difficult for her to find the exit.
This maze may be an opportunity. She can delay the time, let other people find out the abnormality, and then report to the adults.
But she did not expect to be saved.
After all, she and people on other floors are not in a close relationship like "companions". Just as the same adult's men. Sometimes they even kill each other in order to survive.
She groped forward through the mirror, thinking about how to walk the slowest, when suddenly the sound of glass breaking came from her ear.
She stopped abruptly, her gaze fell to her feet. A nearby mirror shattered to the ground, and the falling fragments even scratched her ankle.
"Don't waste time." Ying Sheng withdrew his foot, "You don't know the way, do you?"
Meng Li froze.
"You are still delaying time and waiting for your companion to report." Du Heng looked at her expressionlessly.
Under the eyes of the two, Mengli trembled uncontrollably: "I, I will lead the way well. Don't kill me..."
Ying Sheng hung a ring on her hairpin. As soon as he let go, the ring slipped into the hair along the hairpin.
"Don't play tricks on me, understand?"
When the silver ring collided with the hairpin, it made a crisp sound. Mengli remembered what the adults said to him, that Ying Sheng could pass metal blasting.
Now there is a time bomb hanging on her head.
Meng Li didn't dare to have other thoughts, and obediently led him out of the mirror maze.
The owner of this floor did not appear from beginning to end.
Then I went to the third floor, the fourth floor... all the way up to the sixth floor, nothing happened.
The entire castle was extremely desolate, as if it had been abandoned.
The more he went up, the deeper the suspicion in Du Yixin's heart: "Is that guy Fang Yanwu really here?"
Mengli: "The seventh floor is the topmost floor. The adults used to stay here."
Du Yixin didn't suspect that the girl was lying. The rooms I saw along the way just now, each floor has its own decoration. If it is paired with the right ability, it will indeed be very tricky.
But where are the owners of those rooms,
Before they knew it, they had reached the last floor.
Ahead is a tall door, tightly closed. Where they meet, a huge eye is formed, with a groove in the center.
Meng Li stopped in front of the door: "My lord's room is inside."
Du Heng: "Open the door."
Du Yixin suddenly felt uneasy: "Wait."
The three turned their heads to look over. He saved the gear and shook his head: "It's okay, open it."
Mengli put the "Australian Eye" on her wrist into the groove, and in an instant, bright red liquid spread from the center, dyeing the patterns on the facade red.
When the last pattern was also filled, the closed door loosened and slowly opened to the inside.
The dazzling light pierced over, almost blinding people. When the light dimmed, the scenery inside the door unfolded in front of your eyes.
It's hardly like a room, but outdoors. There is no ceiling, only the boundless sky can be seen. Under the night, the huge "God's Eye" rotated above his head like a star.
When looking at it from a distance, one can feel that the star is extremely huge, but when one looks closer now, one finds that one still underestimates it.
A circle of light curtain was projected on the ground under the stars, and the light curtain was divided into countless blocks, monitoring the movement inside and outside the black tower.
But in the area in the center of the light curtain, there was a picture of three people.
Du Yixin could see himself from above, showing a dazed look.
After hearing Mengli's words, he was already mentally prepared, but Fang Yanwu had more people under his command than he had imagined.
At least there were hundreds of people, standing in every corner of this spacious room.
As soon as the door was opened, those people all looked over, their hostile eyes were suffocating.
Meng Li stood in front of the three of them, put his hands together, bowed his head: "My lord..."
Du Yixin scanned everyone's faces one by one, but did not find her so-called "adult".
But at this moment, dialect Wu's voice came from nowhere: "Mengli, did you bring someone here?"
"My lord." The girl shook her body, "I'm very sorry, I was caught."
"It's okay, thank you for your hard work." The tone was very gentle.
After saying that, Du Yixin saw the girl kneeling on the ground suddenly, with blood flowing from the seven orifices.
Mengli covered her mouth and nose with one hand, trying to stop the bleeding. But it was all in vain, the liquid still spilled from between the fingers. She stretched out her hand: "My lord, please forgive me..."
"Take a good rest." His tone was still calm.
The corrosion of the venom accelerated further, and the girl let out a scream and fell to the ground. Under the body, the blood gathered into a large pool of liquid, staining the white skirt red.
And those girls' former "companions" just witnessed all this indifferently.
In the end, the girl couldn't make a sound at all. The beautiful skin is sunken inward, and the clothes are hollow.
Du Yixin frowned, his heart full of discomfort. Sure enough, Fang Yanwu didn't treat his subordinates as human beings at all.
Ying Sheng stepped forward: "Have enough tricks, old man. If you want to hide behind these weak chickens for a long time, get out soon."
The voice chuckled: "You are still alive, you have absorbed so much venom, you are really an unbeatable Xiaoqiang."
Ying Sheng narrowed his eyes: "Huh?"
"Du Heng, and you are quite surprising. You are so cautious, how could you think of coming here directly." Fang Yanwu sighed, "I even prepared a 'secret path' for you, what a waste."
Du Heng had a half-smile but not a smile: "Haven't you been monitoring us all the time, why are you asking?"
"Just joking." In Dialect Wu's eyes, Du Heng was the most difficult to deal with. From the very beginning, the monitoring function of the "Australian Eye" was blocked, and they even attacked the base camp directly by surprise.
He had carefully arranged so many traps below, and was ready to appreciate the desperate performances of these people, but now it was all in vain.
In desperation, he could only call all his subordinates back for the most straightforward and boring duel.
He said: "Just let my subordinates play with you."
As soon as the voice fell, the players drew their weapons at the same time.
But Ying Sheng was faster than them, stepped out with one foot, and rushed out like an arrow off the string. The deafening blasting sound exploded among the crowd, setting off a cloud of dust.
Thus, opened the prelude to the confrontation between the two sides.
A girl in a long robe raised her hand, and several ice picks gathered in the air, piercing towards the target in the smoke.
The black shadow was pierced by countless sharp vertebral bodies, and was nailed in place. As soon as the girl's face showed joy, a strange male voice came from behind her ears.
"What laughing."
After the dust cleared, she realized that her ice pick had been pierced through the raised stone slab.
There was a look of fear on the girl's face, and before she could turn her head, she was hit hard on the back of the head.
Ying Sheng didn't even look at the fallen body, and shook off the blood stained on the bat.
At this time, another vine spread over and entangled his legs.
"Now is the time!" someone yelled.
Huge stone slabs were lifted from the ground and hurled toward him. Ying Sheng smashed it with a stick, then took out a knife and slashed at the vines, breaking free. He leaned over and rushed towards the players who played these ghost things.
Suddenly, a two-meter-high clod protruded from the ground out of thin air, blocking the way.
Seeing that he was about to hit him, he kicked up and rolled back. The body soared into the air, and a huge piranha grew out of the place where it was about to land. It opened its mouth wide, intending to swallow the person directly.
Really annoying.
Ying Sheng stretched out his hand to blow up this eyeless plant. However, the piranha suddenly shrouded in white light all over its body, and the flower body shrunk and became smaller, and finally disappeared.
He dropped his feet to the ground, and when he looked back, he saw that it was Du Heng who was using his ability.
Du Heng: "There are too many people, don't rush alone."
Ying Sheng didn't appreciate it: "Even if you don't make a move, I can kill him alone."
"Ying Sheng!" Du Yixin dodged one of his attacks. But because his upper body couldn't move, his body was still a little unstable after getting out of the way. He tried his best to stabilize his body, "Our target is not them, but Dialect Wu! Find out where that guy is first."
Ying Sheng saw that Du Yixin was struggling to dodge, and wanted to go over, but was entangled by another person.
"Concentrate on it." Du Heng said, "The longer you delay, the more dangerous it is. Now is not the time for you to be a hero."
hateful. Ying Sheng kicked away the entangled guy, and then looked back at Du Yixin.
Du Yixin noticed his gaze: "Leave me alone, take care of yourself." He curled the corner of his mouth and said soothingly, "Don't worry, I was trained by you."
Ying Sheng was startled, and looked away, looking at the players who were rushing forward.
These people are not worth mentioning in his eyes, but it is not the case for Du Yixin. The upper body, including the strength of the waist and abdomen, cannot be used at all, which will greatly affect the dexterity.
And over time, once the spirit slackens, it's easy to get hit.
Although the guy reassured himself, how could he be relieved.
For this reason, dialect Wu must be resolved as soon as possible.
"Let's give instructions." Ying Sheng paused, frowned and said, "Captain."
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