The massacre continues.
Wen Shi's throat felt burning and he coughed dryly several times, trying to make his trachea feel more comfortable.
The shrill screams lasted for about five minutes before the secret passage returned to silence.
The real bride walked in front of Wen Shi, and the paper knife looked even sharper under the light of the lantern. Wen Shi didn't dare to be careless, and stared at her without blinking, to prevent herself from being the next target of the knife.
The real bride pulled out a piece of paper from her skin like pulling out a blood vessel, and the process was so terrifying that it made people's scalp tingle.
She was holding a piece of drawing paper that represented a signal of cooperation. On it was the bloody word "good" left by the real bride, which looked shocking even now.
The real bride has a tendency to tear this paper.
She has killed many monsters and is now a bit bloodthirsty.
Wen Shi said calmly, "The owner of the castle wants to go against your will and forcibly imprison your soul. I think this is immoral."
The real bride remained indifferent and her hand holding the knife dropped a little.
Wen Shi's voice was hoarse: "Cooperate, I can help you."
The Monster Alliance, with half of it wiped out, has no future, so he has to find a new home for himself.
This sentence is like asking me to help you pick the stars in the night sky, which is also a fantasy, but Wen Shi said it sincerely: "You just need some side assistance, just like just now, I helped you split the monsters into two waves."
"Assistance?" The real bride picked out this word indifferently.
Wen Shi's tense nerves were slightly relieved. Although the player was weak, the NPC could only achieve his goal by using the player as a bridge, which meant that he was qualified to negotiate.
"Help me steal some of the castle owner's treasures from here." Wen Shi said softly, "The kind I can use."
For the first time, a look of confusion appeared on the real bride's face. She probably didn't expect that someone would be so bold as to covet the earl's property.
Wen Shi also explained his contribution: "As long as you help me, I will call some friends to help steal the frame. Without the imprisoned container, you will be much safer."
The presence of the picture frame is also the lifelong enemy of the real bride.
Wen Shi is no worse than Luo Xiao in his ability to play tricks and schemes. The difference is that he likes to do business with no capital and will not consume points and props like Luo Xiao does when encountering problems.
The copy is now forced to be divided into three camps. If he is the only player, the game cannot continue, so more players will definitely be recruited.
Now that Wen Shi explained it in a roundabout way, it seemed as if it was his achievement.
"Why hesitate?" Wen Shi's words were more persuasive than the monster Catherine's. "We are cooperating, and the transaction costs are all paid by the owner of the castle. If you fail, you won't lose anything. You can just kill me to vent your anger. On the other hand, the owner of the castle lost something, so it can be considered a loss. You will make a profit anyway."
Wen Shi's tone became more sincere and touching: "I'm doing this for your own good."
The real bride felt something was wrong, but she couldn't find any loopholes in this flawless statement.
She felt that this human was very cunning and it would be better to kill him.
Wen Shi added fuel to the fire at this time: "Are you concerned about the property of the owner of the castle?"
A paper knife passed through the space and chopped off Wen Shi's shoulder. Although Wen Shi dodged quickly, the blade still lightly scraped the surface of his flesh, and blood flowed instantly.
When Wen Shi summoned the zombies, he had already lost health points, and now he was stabbed again. He had to quickly buy and take four bottles of potion to relieve his injuries.
Seeing the points drop by 80 points suddenly, I felt really sad this time.
Provoking someone is stupid but effective.
The evil creatures cannot be angered, a little anger can make them kill, but it is also enough to make them make up their minds.
The blood from the previous shoulder injury splashed on the corner of his mouth. Wen Shi wiped it off and saw that he was not stabbed a second time, so he slowly revealed a creepy smile.
The real bride finally put away the knife, turned around and walked out. Behind her, Wen Shi followed her, covering his shoulder.
The points for the medicine were not wasted. It was very effective in stopping bleeding, but unfortunately it could not stop the pain. When his brain nerves were tingling, he returned to the study.
The remaining half of the monsters had long disappeared, and were obviously hiding. They could no longer cause trouble to the real bride in the short term, so the latter ignored them, raised her head and slowly raised her palms, taking all the blood flowing on the ground into her body.
The paper-thin body instantly became plump, the cold face and a pair of cold eyes were intimidating, this was a beautiful face that only appeared in paintings.
The moment the blood returned to the body, the temperature in the study dropped sharply.
Wen Shi tentatively asked, "Shall I wait for you in my room?"
The risk of participating in theft is slightly higher, and it is easy to be included in the castle owner's kill list on the grounds of being a thief.
The real bride ignored him, but didn't refuse either.
Wen Shi went downstairs and returned to his room alone. At night, the walls inside the castle exuded a rotten smell everywhere. Unsure whether the monster would come to take revenge on him, Wen Shi walked quickly all the way.
After returning home safely, the first thing he did was drink some water. He pressed the skin on his neck with his fingers and felt a dull pain in his muscles.
Wen Shi sat there until three in the morning, until the unlocked door was pushed open and the real bride appeared at the door.
He tried his best to put on a friendly smile, and his burning eyes greedily scanned the object in the other person's hand. It was a small metal box, at least two or three feet deep, and the material of the box was close to iron plate.
Safe
Wen Shi took the initiative to put an end to unrealistic fantasies.
The safe is not that small and it doesn’t look like there’s much that can be put in it.
The real bride said without much emotion: "You can use it."
Wen Shi emphasized that he had to find treasures that he could use. He was too weak and did not dare to covet too much. If something was too powerful, he would probably die before he could use it.
"Thank you very much."
Wen Shi took the small metal box.
[Safe: Storage container, the best choice to protect your belongings]
Unless someone is willing to trade it, the props should not be stolen. Why does this kind of thing still exist
The small box was not stored in the [Backpack] column of the panel, but a new [Safe] space was added.
Being able to add a new column of functions should at least not be useless. Wen Shi was quite satisfied with the gains this time.
The real bride then threw over another package, which contained several silver coins.
[Universal currency: currency recognized by NPCs]
Money makes the world go round. Wen Shi immediately stuffed the money into the safe with a shy face.
"The player accepts the stolen goods from the True Bride, and the current faction identity is changed to 'The True Bride's undercover agent in the Monster Alliance'."
"Help the True Bride to be free, and the True Bride will set you free."
"Added a new optional main quest."
[Main Quest (optional): The Spirit of the Damaged Picture Frame
Warning: Your partnership with the bride is very fragile and may be destroyed at any time.
Wen Shi looked at it and found that the main quest of the Monster Alliance was still there, and there was also an additional [Alternative] at the end. It was similar to the advanced skill field, as long as he completed any one of them.
The real bride's work was not in vain. Under the influence of the blood bride's blessing, she would feel disgusted when she saw Wen and had to suppress her murderous intent at all times.
Wen Shi smiled, knowing what she wanted to say, and took the initiative to say: "My friends are on the way and will arrive soon."
The three camps in the dungeon are listed, will the contestants be late to arrive
*
Exit 1332.
The delay in releasing Wen Shi sparked a discussion among a group of people.
It should be easy to break the situation when there is only one person left.
"What's up with this new guy?"
When everyone thought Wen Shi would die early, he held on to the end. When everyone thought he would come out immediately, there was no movement at all.
The outer perimeter of the dungeon exit was densely packed with people, and the front row was full of big forces. Of course, there were also some low-key forces doing shady business in the dark, trying to find a way to squeeze out valuable things from the newcomers later.
"I even doubt whether he knows what's going on outside and doesn't dare to end the game."
Once it comes out, it will be a bloody storm.
The player next to him interrupted and said, "With this kind of scene, it's not a wasted life."
You have never seen such a grand scene before. You might see members of the Ten Commandments if you just glance around.
A burly man in his thirties in front looked back and the player's teasing stopped abruptly. He realized that they were standing too close and might have disturbed others, so he quickly stepped back.
The person who could make two veteran players give in was certainly not an ordinary person, but a member of the second guild.
"It's so noisy." The sturdy man, carrying an axe on his back, frowned in displeasure. No one nearby dared to offend him.
The next moment, all the discussions disappeared almost instantly, and the world was silent.
The axe-wielding man was stunned. Although he was well-known in the game, when did he become so prestigious? He could actually make everyone remain silent at the same time.
The tall and thin man from the west district had an ordinary face and a pair of glasses on his high nose bridge. But it was this ordinary frame that seemed to give him some kind of magic, and his ordinary facial features had an indescribable flavor. Under the man's windbreaker, he was wrapped in smooth muscle lines, with black beads on his right wrist, and a straight back. His inexplicable temperament made him noticeable even in a crowd.
People on both sides of the road gave way to him.
This time it was the axe-wielding man himself who was shouting, his mouth opened wide in surprise, "Deputy, Deputy Gang Leader?!"
I didn’t expect the deputy gang leader to come in person.
Seeing the members of his organization, the tall and thin man nodded slightly. He pushed the frame of his glasses and walked closer, looking at the projection screen.
The number of player 460872 is always highlighted.
"He's been in there for several days."
Realizing that he was being addressed, the sturdy man nodded, flattered. “Some say that it was the newbie who was deliberately wasting time in the dungeon.”
The tall and thin man said calmly: "The brain tissue that said this should also be in a copy."
"… "
"Go find out the order and exact time of death of the players in the dungeon after the endgame."
The sturdy man was stunned. The deputy moderator seemed to think that the deaths of these players were related to the newcomer. Having been in the guild for so long, he was sure that the other party paid special attention to this newcomer.
Old players tend to look down on newcomers, no matter how good their qualities are. The strong man couldn't figure out why the deputy gang leader was so interested, but he didn't delay at all and prepared to call someone over to ask questions.
At this moment, on the huge screen, [Night in Horror Castle] suddenly flashed red, and a series of new numbers suddenly appeared behind the participating players: Player 392752; Player 409932; Player 375183; Player 367800; Player 414782; Player 347711.
These player numbers are not unfamiliar.
"367800, isn't that Zhao Sanjie?"
In the dungeon, people generally don't use their real names, and code names are more popular. The code name generated by the game for Zhao Sanjie on the leaderboard is "Crazy Butcher", which shows how brutal this person is.
"'Sand Tiger Shark' A Ling is here too. I heard that she even killed her own brother in the dungeon just to survive."
The code name itself is ironic, as some sand sharks will bite their brothers and sisters to death while still in their mother's womb.
The remaining few people are not good people either, and they have a long history of bad deeds.
"What do you mean by all-villain bureau?"
"I guess the newbie's luck value must be E." Even the players who were optimistic about Wen Shi earlier shook their heads. This was considered the second endgame.
After these people enter, they will certainly try their best to extract secrets from the newcomers at all costs. Some players who were jealous of the newcomers getting the attention of the big guys have shut up now, as they dare not accept such a blessing.
The selected player is prompted that they will enter the dungeon in 300 seconds.
The countdown is almost halfway through.
[Countdown 160s, 159s…]
Many forces are seizing the last minute to contact players who are about to enter the game, promising that they will buy them at a high price as long as they can bring out information about the special 3S copy.
The person who was contacted the most times was Zhao Sanjie. Although he had a bad reputation, his despicable tactics did work sometimes.
Three of the ten major guilds had sent the news to Zhao Sanjie, which made him feel a little proud. It was not until the reminder sound came that he adjusted his mentality and checked whether there were enough medicines in his backpack.
The beam of light hit Zhao Sanjie.
[The copy of "Night in the Horror Castle" has been successfully loaded.
To summarize, you attended a reunion of old classmates half a month ago. You were very happy to see so many classmates after so many years.
After the dinner, everyone went to an art exhibition, where you unexpectedly met a count. He invited you to attend his wedding, but you had no interest and declined the invitation. Half a month had passed in a blink of an eye, and your friends had not returned. At this time, you learned from your family that your family had a slight connection with the count. For some reason, you decided to come and take a look.]
"Reminder: This copy requires you to select a faction."
[Welcome to the Earl's camp! He has been single for so long, can you bear to let him stay single forever? ]
[Main Quest: Help the Earl to successfully marry the most perfect bride
Difficulty: Intermediate
Current camp members: 0
Final settlement reward 0%]
[The bride camp welcomes you! She wants to stay single forever, do you have the heart to let her be caught and married? ]
[Main Quest: Help the bride gain the freedom she dreams of
Difficulty: Intermediate to Advanced
Current camp members: 0
Final settlement reward 10%]
[Monster Alliance looks forward to your joining.
Main quest: Improve the status of monsters and help them find suitable survival containers
Difficulty: Advanced
Current camp personnel: 1
Final settlement reward 30%]
Zhao Sanjie frowned. The game was still as bad as ever. What fancy descriptions? It seemed as if there were unwelcome people in each camp.
He chose the Monster Alliance very decisively.
The '1' in the Monster Alliance must refer to the newcomer. No wonder the other party couldn't get out. It turned out that he was in a high-difficulty camp.
Being in the same camp would make it easier for him to get close to this newcomer. Zhao Sanjie showed a ferocious and cruel smile. He liked to plunder other people the most.
Of the other five players, three formed an alliance and chose the castle owner, who mainly sought stability. The last two players who made a choice were automatically assigned to the bride camp.
When the beam of light covering them disappeared, they were standing on a path with an imposing castle standing in the distance.
Now is the time of day when the sun and the moon alternate, and the morning breeze is so cold that it scrapes against the bones.
The players looked at each other, and several of them knew each other.
"The endgame is troublesome, many things are unclear." A Ling looked at Zhao Sanjie: "I guess you, a pervert, must have chosen the most difficult monster camp."
A man who even killed his own brother still has the nerve to call himself a pervert. Zhao Sanjie sneered but did not deny it. This kind of direct disclosure of the camp members will definitely make the identities of the members of each camp public in subsequent copies.
Ah Ling: "The endgame needs to be done first to get information, and the quickest way is through the newcomers. I do have a way to force the newcomers to comply, but I need your cooperation."
Zhao Sanjie and Wen Shi belong to the same Monster Alliance, and it would be very troublesome if we interfere.
"Okay," Zhao Sanjie raised his eyebrows and looked at the others: "The newcomer's props belong to me, and the information is shared."
Ah Ling smiled meaningfully: "If there really is some amazing prop, we should be compensated with some points."
The other players also joined the discussion. Wen Shi was like a piece of meat on a chopping board, being cut up and discussed how to eat it.
"Alright." A player with six fingers said, "Let's go into the castle first. This dungeon is a bit weird, so be careful."
[Horror Castle Night] is a copy of normal difficulty. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to absorb six high-level players at one time.
The six people walked towards the castle. When they passed a lush tree, a black shadow suddenly jumped out.
Before this, the black shadow did not reveal any breath. He was huge in size and extremely fast. He held an iron hook high in his hand and cruelly cut through the air again and again, tearing towards the player's flesh and blood.
The whole process was without any warning. A nearby player was pierced by the iron hook in the neck muscle. He immediately tried his best to replenish his [potions] to restore his health. Unable to bear being treated as a sacrifice by the others, someone pushed him towards the shadow while he was running away. The next time, the iron hook went straight into the top of the player's head.
The hard skull was easily shattered. The player raised his head high and saw clearly the monster attacking him before he died.
His face was covered with a full beard and his small eyes were filled with excitement and cruelty.
"Aaron's friends are all going to die! They are going to die!"
Who is Aaron
The player tilted his head and died with doubts in his eyes.
The other players who escaped also received prompt sounds at this time:
"You have successfully joined the assassination list of Ao, the director of Frank Hospital."
"Damn, what's going on?"
A Ling turned around and glanced at the bearded man who was chasing her relentlessly, her face full of confusion.
What hospital director? The theme of this copy is not the castle, why is it related to the hospital
Not only her, but people outside were also confused.
The numbers of players who unfortunately died have been grayed out.
The crowd in the virtual world, who were discussing when the newcomer would be finished, was stunned. After a while, someone opened his mouth and said, "He just went in. Less than seven minutes, right?"
(End of this chapter)