Ivan shook his head helplessly: "You didn't suspect me just now, why did I go to the trouble of killing her?" He tilted his head, "It's you, only you five were brought by Maria."
Hearing this, Du Yixin sensed something, and quickly looked at the bald head and his companion behind him.
He originally thought that the real owner of the copy was hidden among the four people whose names were not on the contract.
But what if the opposite is true.
It wasn't the four extra players, but the name of the dungeon owner among the names of the thirty-two players. Once the contract is signed by all members, the owner of the copy will be selected and everyone will be forced to give up the keys.
There may be only one reason why the names of the four extra people and Maria are not on the contract—they do not have a key.
Not players, but NPCs.
That would explain everything.
And behind this bald man, there were exactly four people.
Just now when Du Yixin said that he would not sign and shook the players' minds, they were the ones who stood up.
On the surface, it seems to be intimidating him, but it is actually acting for other players.
Although there are a large number of those players, they are not grasshoppers on a vine.
So in the eyes of the players, if they resist, it will inevitably become a one-to-many situation. So even if you have doubts in your heart, you will temporarily let go.
"You have words in your words." The bald head snorted coldly, "Just because we were brought by that woman, are we with her?"
Ivan shrugged: "I just want to say that in terms of suspicion, you are no less serious than me."
"In this case, let's take a look!" The bald head took off his shirt, revealing the Roman numeral "V" under the chest, "This is a level-6 copy, of course only level-6 players can open it. My partner and I can prove that My innocence!"
After saying that, the people behind him either lifted up their sleeves or lifted their skirts to reveal their marks. They are all five grades.
Players around witnessed this confrontation, and someone asked: "How can you be sure that this is a level-6 copy?"
"Stupid! If it was level five, then level six players would have been able to open a dungeon to devour it." More people were doubting Ivan, "Are there any level six players here besides him and Maria who was killed?"
Ivan touched his neck: "After all, except for me, your marks are all in hidden places. Why don't you all take off your clothes and see who else is a level 6 player?"
The marks on the bald head and his companions were not fake.
Although the same purpose can be achieved through tattooing, the person who has the key will be able to tell. That is a very subtle difference that cannot be explained clearly, but it will never be admitted.
Du Yixin touched his chin.
So I thought wrong? These five people are just pure players
After hearing Ivan's proposal, the players looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one followed suit. Even if he is really level five, it would be too idiotic to expose his weakness in this kind of place.
What's more, it was originally a confrontation between the two. Now that the bald head and his party have proved their innocence, more doubts are placed on Ivan.
"So as long as we kill you, we can get out of this damn instance." The bald head's eyes became more and more hot, as if he wanted to swallow people alive, "Fuck you and get out of the final selection. Sure enough, the only way is to kill people! "
As he spoke, he rushed forward, and his companions followed closely behind.
"Hand over the keys!"
Ivan jumped back and dodged the bald head's attack.
The rest of the players are still standing there, watching the battle. But if you look closely, you can find that they have all drawn their weapons and put on a fighting posture.
The reason why he didn't make a move was because he wanted to wait for the physical strength of both parties to be exhausted before going up to reap the benefits of fishing.
Everyone regards players other than themselves as prey. Up to now, it is impossible to leave the final selection without incident.
Finally, one player couldn't hold back anymore. Instead of attacking the two sides fighting in front, he attacked the people around him.
Those people's attention was on Ivan and the others. Attacking at this time will never miss.
The silver thread flew like a flower in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, four or five people's necks were bloodstained, and their heads fell to the ground.
Before the player who manipulated the silk thread had time to rejoice, his head was smashed flat by a giant hammer.
He fell, while the other player, whose head had been severed, was still standing.
The girl squatted down, picked up her head and placed it on her neck, the gap was immediately buried by the skin and returned to its original shape.
The girl said to the big man with the sledgehammer, "Thank you."
Once one person makes a move, the other players can no longer hold back and start attacking each other.
The chapel was already narrow, and for a while, blood splattered and flesh foam flew everywhere.
The wall was blown away by someone, and accompanied by a burst of blinding smoke, someone was kicked out, and his body was immediately torn apart like the man who had just escaped.
The final battlefield is in these dozens of flat rooms, and no one can escape.
Even the best evasive players can't stretch their movements. Just dodged an attack, and was entangled by the next person.
Du Yixin used "time stop" to dodge the attack very well.
It's just that this battle is no longer a battle in his eyes, but a fight that has lost its reason and only knows how to kill all living things.
There are fewer and fewer people standing. Rivers of blood flowed on the marble floor, and the broken limbs could no longer tell which corpse they came from.
Among them, the bald head and Ivan who fought first were still alive. The bald head pressed on every step of the way, Ivan only knew how to dodge and didn't make a move.
A girl wobbled close to Du Yixin who was standing in the corner, her mouth opened and closed unnaturally, and her exposed joints were as stiff as a doll.
Her skin was wood-colored, as if she had turned into a real doll. She reached out her hand to Du Yixin: "...help me."
Afterwards, even the eyeballs were covered by the color of the wood, and finally froze in place, unable to move.
"The seventh one."
The man standing behind the girl was wearing a tuxedo, with a polite appearance and white gloves on his hands.
He noticed Du Yixin and approached with a smile: "The eighth one."
It seems that this guy still maintained his sanity in this crazy fight, and he still remembered how many people he killed.
Du Yixin suddenly felt his legs lose feeling, and the numbness spread along his knees inch by inch.
If you open the pants at this time, you can find that a pair of calves have turned into wood.
"Hehe, be afraid." The man grinned almost to the ear, "My eighth doll."
Du Yixin used "time stop" to snap the man's neck neatly.
The man still had a smile on his face, maybe he didn't realize it, and he passed away.
After disabling the ability, the numbness in the calf disappeared and returned to normal again.
Now, there are only three people left on the field. He, Ivan, and the bald man.
The bald companions fell down at some point. But in the extremely chaotic scene, it is no longer possible to tell whose body is whose body.
With a bald head, he leaned on the podium panting as if he had exhausted his energy.
He looked around, only to realize that the players were all down, terrified.
After a long time, with trembling lips, he said, "Damn it, did this group of people get water in their heads?"
He set an example to attack Ivan first, and those players didn't follow suit, but they started killing each other
After being chased for so long, Ivan didn't show any fatigue on his face: "It's so pitiful, your plan fell through." He raised the corner of his mouth and called out the bald man's name, "Maria."
The bald head stagnated for breath, and said stiffly: "What!? Who is your name!"
"You don't need to pretend now." Ivan said, "You control the nun to approach me just to let me find players for you. I'm so naive to believe that you really have a way to take us out."
He shook his head, looking hurt.
Bald took a step back.
Yes, he is indeed the owner of this copy. The reason why he got close to this little boy was because he acted like an idiot who wanted to keep everyone alive.
As long as the players signed the contract, all the keys would be in his hands without any effort.
Even if someone resists, he can deliberately stir up trouble, so that all conflicts can be concentrated on one person. That's why he took the lead in attacking the rebellious Ivan.
Ivan is the biggest suspect of the dungeon owner, and he also has the sixth-level key. As long as you covet this power, you should be eager to get a share of it.
After the partnership kills the sixth-level player, it doesn't take too much effort to deal with the others.
It's just that he didn't expect that the player would want to borrow a knife to kill, just like himself.
The bald head faces the collapsing wall unobtrusively.
Must escape from the chapel. As long as he escapes, this person will be completely trapped here.
He flew out, and he didn't forget to look back while galloping, seeing that no one was catching up.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to continue to escape, but his throat seemed to be leaking, and blood spilled out of the gap uncontrollably.
"Ah, ah..." With a hoarse voice, he fell to his knees and fell down.
The church behind him is like a patchwork of fallen leaves, drifting away with the wind. The man's body also turned into liquid little by little.
In the end, he couldn't figure out how he died.
At this moment, a black figure pulled out from the man's body, and let out a piercing scream that almost pierced the eardrum.
The black figure couldn't see his face clearly, his body was like an adult man, and his expression was like the world famous painting "The Scream".
Du Yixin was about to step forward to take away the key, but when he saw this scene, he withdrew his foot again.
He thought that the bald head still had a backhand, and he was vigilant. But soon, that black shadow disappeared, just like a dungeon.
They returned to the pure white space again.
What happened just now? soul
It was the first time for Du Yixin to see this kind of scene, and he was a little puzzled.
Ivan's question rang next to his ear: "Can you kill people from afar?"
Du Yixin glanced at him. Didn't this person see the black shadow just now
"What's the matter?" Ivan showed a puzzled expression, and continued to ask, "Tell me, what is your ability?"
Du Yixin didn't answer, and went to pick up the bald key. The Roman numeral six is engraved on it, it seems that the other party has hidden the level through some means.
Think about Sombra's question later, there is only one person left.
Just kill Ivan and it's over.
Although this guy was talking big, he said something to keep everyone alive.
But in fact, he killed Maria very simply, but he was also coveting the other party's sixth-level key.
And when fighting each other later, with Ivan's ability, he should be able to easily deal with the bald head who can't use his ability, but he didn't make a move.
There is probably only one reason—to prevent the instance from disappearing, and to wipe out the last player in one go.
"It's fine if you don't say anything. But," Ivan pointed, "can you give me the key?"
Although it is a question sentence, the tone seems to be a statement. He approached step by step, almost bumping into Du Yixin.
time stop.
Du Yixin immediately used his ability, but that ability seemed to be frozen, stuck in his body and unable to be used.
Ivan's ice-blue eyes were glowing, and his hand was already on the other end of the key.
Du Yixin kicked out, and the moment he touched Ivan, the swift and fierce attack lost strength, as if he just lifted his foot softly.
"Give it to me, thank you!" Ivan happily took out the key. But instead of backing away, he drew out his dagger.
The dagger had been stuck in Maria's body before, and it was still stained with blood. The red liquid dripped along the blade, fell into the pure white ground, seeped in, and disappeared immediately.
The dagger stabbed at him mercilessly, but Du Yixin dodged it. He wanted to fight back, but whether it was supernatural powers or physical attacks, they all died down, unable to exert any effect.
The feeling that the ability cannot be used is somewhat familiar. He dodged another blow and lowered his center of gravity to stabilize his body.
"Nullification?"
The other party has level six. It seems that in addition to abilities, even physical attacks can be nullified.
Ivan narrowed his eyes: "You guessed it." He threw away the dagger. The knife fell to the ground with a clang.
Then, he took out a pistol/gun from his waistband and pointed it over.
"It's a pity that I can't stop you. No matter how hard you can dodge, you can't dodge the bullets, right?"
"boom."
The bullet flew out and hit Du Yixin's thigh. Immediately, he couldn't stand upright and knelt down on one knee. He covered the wound with his hand, trying to stop the continuous flow of blood.
Ivan glanced at the smoking gun head: "I wanted to hit the heart directly, but the error was a bit big."
He approached, and pressed the steaming tip of the gun firmly against Du Yixin's chest. It was so hot it almost scorched your clothes.
"Досвидания (goodbye)."
Stillwater Lake Park.
It was almost four o'clock in the morning, and there were cars lying all over the road, blocking the way.
The locomotive can't ride it. Ying Sheng took off his helmet, and before he could lock it, he ran towards the gate of the park.
There were bloodstains on the steps, gurgling down and into the sewer mouth. In front of the gate was a body of bulky clothes, with gold watches and mobile phones beside them.
It's quiet outside the park. Except for this pool of blood, there is almost no vision.
Ying Sheng only glanced at it, then turned away from his sight, and was about to walk into the gate of the park.
Just then, the phone rang.
It's not Ying Sheng's phone, but from the ground.
The crisp ringtone echoed in the quiet night sky, and the mobile phone that fell on the ground kept vibrating, shaking me out of the pile of clothes.
The caller displayed on the screen was "wife".
After about a few seconds, the phone stopped vibrating because no one answered it. There are about 20 missed calls. After a while, the screen went dark.
In the sky, the huge cube seemed to be dripping blood, and it was completely red.
[Remaining number: 2 people]
[Final selection time: 4h]
But when Ying Sheng looked up, the string of numbers suddenly changed.
[Remaining number: 1 person]
[Final Selection: Ended]
The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine! z'z'z 2, He Bingyao 1.
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