The gravel was swept up into the sky and flew into the bars of the iron window.
It was moving at an extremely fast speed, as if it had been dropped from a height of ten thousand meters. Its destructive power was incredibly high, and some parts of it directly penetrated the wall.
Xie Tangyan could only take action once a day, but since the appearance of the giant eye, this restriction has been greatly reduced. She stood in front of Wen Shi and made a few beautiful sword flowers, indirectly forming a barrier to block all the rubble.
This ordinary physical damage has no effect on the castle owner.
He had a splitting headache and let out a cry that was almost like that of a wild beast.
The most embarrassed one was Zhao Sanjie.
Most of the players' props are for ghosts and monsters. There are very few props like Ah Ling's [Small Steel Egg] that can cause explosions, which are classified as offensive magic weapons. Props that can play a role in physical defense can be described as rare.
Faced with the high-speed stones, Zhao Sanjie had no useful tools and could only desperately move towards the secret passage, trying to hide in it for shelter. For some stones that he could not dodge in time, he used the most primitive method, using his hands to block them. The stones fell on his arms like hail, leaving bloody holes.
The continuous wounds made his legs tremble with pain and he could not stand steadily. Zhao Sanjie frantically exchanged potions and rushed to the secret passage with his head in his hands.
After the burning feeling faded a little, Wen Shi said weakly: "Sister, I feel that eye is looking at me."
Xie Tangyan felt a little embarrassed for once. She had previously said very calmly that if anything went wrong, she would take full responsibility. She had not expected that something unusual would happen.
"Brother, he is looking at you."
The gaze of the giant eye in the sky is hard to ignore.
Wen Shi plucked up the courage to meet those unfathomable eyes.
Ignoring the majesty in it, this eye is quite beautiful, slender and deep, exuding a cold aura, more beautiful than the overly beautiful organ of the monster after alienation.
Wen Shi had a lot of guesses in his mind in an instant.
The legendary true spirit that can communicate with gods
Or is it a surveillance camera hiding in the dark, watching the player's every move
The ground was shaking violently. Wen Shi put away all his doubts, stared at the head, and said angrily: "What are you curious about? It's going to spontaneously combust!"
Head: "..."
Are you speaking human language
The flames were getting dimmer and dimmer, the magnetic field of the entire space was in chaos, and the flames retrieved from the Earl's fireplace could not hold up at all.
The light bulb shattered, the iron railings flew up, and everything was like a lone boat, being swept by the whirlpool in the sky amid the roaring waves.
The small flame was completely extinguished.
Wen Shi cursed and carried the head, which was burned to the point where only a few hard bones were left, to the bedside.
"Sister, cover me."
Without him saying anything, Xie Tangyan was also pulling him to prevent Wen Shi from being blown away by the wind.
"Go!" Wen Shi stood on tiptoe and threw the skull fragments towards the clouds.
Trying to get the head sucked into the vortex in the sky.
That thing outside looks very powerful. Even the hardest fragments mixed in it will be shattered into pieces. It's a kind of soul-shattering in another sense.
Once the craftsman is liberated, his task will be close to completion.
The remaining soul in the human head found it incredible. It was hard to imagine that someone would still want to destroy the picture frame under such circumstances.
Not long after the skull fragments flew into the sky, the giant eye in the sky seemed to have seen through Wen Shi's thoughts and began to slowly close.
The broken trees got a chance to breathe, rocks and dirt fell from mid-air, and the fragments of the head also fell straight down.
It has come to this point, we cannot let him fail.
Wen Shi took a deep breath in anxiety, raised his head at 45 degrees, and smiled at the sky.
The giant eye had been staring at him before. Although he didn't know why, as the focus, Wen Shi was trying his best to attract the other party's attention.
efficient!
The giant eyes were narrowed, but not completely closed.
Wen Shi: "Sister, do you think I should dance for him again?"
"… "
Xie Tangyan did not answer this question, but took a step forward and approached the owner of the castle.
The restrictions on her power gradually lifted, and the unique aura in her soul became more mellow. The owner of the castle could sense the aura of everyone's soul, and among the people he had recently come into contact with, only two people had clean souls.
One was hired by him as a psychiatrist, and the other was just around the corner.
Similar souls.
However, his psychologist's soul was too pure and cold, with a cool breath deep inside. This woman was different, she was hot and domineering, and her soul was boiling.
The perfect bride created by the Count yearns for freedom and enjoys endless killing. In fact, she is also very pure, but she is completely incomparable to this natural and unbridled passion.
My head hurts even more.
The owner of the castle felt the pain of his soul being torn apart at this moment, far more than the craftsman.
"Answer me, are you getting married?" Xie Tangyan softly imitated the cuckoo's song: "... singing/Oh/What a wonderful night."
Wen Shi did not stand by and gloat over the misfortune. Instead, he leaned against the window, holding on to the iron bars tightly, until he watched the skull finally slip into the abyss-like crack. Only then did he finally feel relieved, rushed to the picture frame, and tiptoed to take it down.
He was not in a hurry to destroy the picture frame. Without the craftsman's soul covering it, the terrifying human head on the handle of the guillotine disappeared and could be easily touched.
Wen Shi planned to let the cockroach monster in the eyes of the castle owner live in it. As a perfectionist, he would never let the picture frame where the monster had lived to house the real bride. Moreover, without the soul of the craftsman, the picture frame was no longer as useful as before, and it was impossible to imprison the real bride.
Only children make choices. He wants to take both optional main quests.
Wen Shi walked to the door and knocked on the wall: "Dear, are you there?"
No one responded.
Wen Shi: "The owner of the castle is in so much pain that he can't even stand. What are you afraid of?"
This sentence worked.
A black shadow slowly emerged from the wall, followed by the second and third. They were forever entangled and struggling, and finally the first thing that stretched out from the wall was a leg. The monster took advantage of its long legs and carefully touched the picture frame.
After making sure there was no problem, he stretched both legs in and finally jumped in completely with a plop.
"Comfortable~"
With the first successful case, the remaining monsters immediately rolled in like dumplings into the pot, unable to wait.
The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same, let alone humans and monsters. But at this moment, Wen Shi could feel the joy emanating from the monsters from their eagerness.
The moment he looked up, he was slightly startled. The real bride was sitting on the broken armrest not far away without him knowing when. The armrest destroyed by explosives was as brittle as a pancake, and she sat on it, as light as a feather.
Putting the two pictures together is really an inexplicable irony.
Wen Shi originally thought that the real bride would take the opportunity to assassinate the owner of the castle. Strangely, she did not do that. She stroked the paper knife and showed a strange smile.
"It turns out that his fate is also controlled by others."
There was a deep sense of relief in his tone.
The world gradually returned to peace. Chu An, who had just walked out of the secret passage, saw the real bride reappear, and couldn't wait to shout to the owner of the castle: "The bride is here!"
At this point, he didn't care whether he would become the object of jealousy of the real bride.
Judging from Wen Shi’s relaxed expression and the abnormal behavior of the castle owner, this copy seems to be coming to an end. As a member of the Earl’s camp, it means that their main quest will fail.
The real bride looked over, touching the knife.
Chu An tried his best to ensure that he was not too far away from the owner of the castle. It would be best if he could bring in the real bride.
Mr. Li was also extremely anxious. In comparison, Zhao Sanjie, who was covered in blood and in the most miserable state, became the winner.
Thanks to Wen Shi, he won easily by choosing the Monster Alliance.
Zhao Sanjie was in a good mood: "Choice is sometimes more important than hard work."
He thought calmly. He was frightened by Xie Tangyan's strength before. Now that he thought about it, this woman who suddenly appeared called Pei Wenwei "brother", so she might not be an NPC.
It is well known that it is difficult for NPCs to have good feelings towards players, and the possibility of them accepting them as their younger brothers is basically zero.
This was a good gain. After returning, he could sell the information privately to people from other organizations.
There was also a monster pretending to be a bridesmaid, which was obviously a trump card of Pei Wenwei, and could also be used as an intelligence transaction. Although there was no opportunity to implement the theft skills, it was not a complete failure.
But Zhao Sanjie couldn't help feeling a strong sense of jealousy. He was sure that this newcomer would make a fortune when the settlement came.
The prompt sound from Wen Shi's side is broadcasting continuously.
[Congratulations to the player for completing the main quest: The Monster Alliance's Counterattack]
[Quest Reward: Monster's Blessing
You gave the monster a home, and the monster wished you a home of your own.
A new column [My Home lv.1] was immediately added to the attribute panel.
"A home that can be upgraded?" Wen Shi's eyes flashed with strong interest. Before he could study it in detail, the prompt sound continued:
[Congratulations to the player for completing the main quest: The Spirit of the Damaged Picture Frame]
[You gave freedom to the True Bride, and the True Bride will help you be free]
"Congratulations to the player for meeting the conditions to escape the castle. The True Bride has decided to escort you away."
"The copy settlement will be carried out soon."
"Faction 2's special dual mainline bonus is 10% extra, totaling 550 points."
"Faction Three's special dual mainline bonus is 30% extra, totaling 650 points."
"Congratulations to the player for reaching 100% of his role-playing ability in this game! He received a 1.5 times points reward! The total is 1,800 points!"
"Based on the player's performance in the dungeon, the code name [Doctor] has been automatically generated for you."
The moment the prompt sound ended, a river of blood flowed past Wen Shi, and the real bride slowly said: "Step in."
Wen Shi did not hesitate. The copy said that the real bride would send him out, so it must be true.
The real bride released two rivers of blood in total, and the other one flowed towards A Ling who was seriously injured downstairs.
As for Zhao Sanjie, he had received the secret passage to the outside world provided by the monster in the prompt sound of the mission completion. The prompt sound specifically stated that this secret passage was guarded by the monster, and only those recognized by the monster could pass through, that is, he and Wen Shi. Zhao Sanjie hid this key point and planned to sell the secret passage to Chu An and Li at a high price, and finally make a fortune from them.
"Sister." The moment Wen Shi stepped into the river, he looked at Xie Tangyan and called out.
Skill summoning is uncertain. It may be difficult to summon the same person next time you use it.
People are always attracted to warm animals. He and Xie Tangyan had not been together for a long time, but she had always supported him unconditionally. Moreover, Wen Shi had an innate affinity with Xie Tangyan, similar to blood ties.
Xie Tangyan's eyebrows were like distant mountains, slender, long and far-reaching, as if nothing in the world was worth her frowning.
"Although I am leaving, you can still use my strength. This is also one of the agreements."
Wen Shi was stunned for a moment and subconsciously checked the attribute panel.
[Skill: I am me
Companion Skill: One Sword to Level the Sphere
This skill is a limited-use skill. It has the power of Xie Tangyan's full-strength attack. The number of times it can be used in each copy is 0/3.
Points required for a single use: 5000
As the number of uses increases, the effects of "Peerless Dancer" and "Superb Mastery" can be activated.
Peerless Dancer: Sword Dance Shakes the Four Directions. As the name suggests, when you dance with a sword, it will shake the four directions.
Superb skills: No need to hold a sharp weapon, flying flowers and leaves can hurt people
Super recommended usage scenario copy: Ghost marriage!
Special reminder: When the skill (One Sword to Level the Sword) is used more than four times, Xie Tangyan will receive a copy of "Mahayana Sword Technique", which will help her gain new attainments in swordsmanship.]
Five thousand points at a time! If he wanted to help Xie Tangyan reach a higher level, he would need twenty thousand points! The sadness of parting was gone.
Wen Shi realized that this dog game wanted to eat him up.
In front of him, Xie Tangyan suddenly dodged to the back.
Zhao Sanjie, who was negotiating the price with Li and Chu An, saw a white hand passing before his eyes and felt a dull pain in his neck. Before he could react, his head was out of support and fell to one side.
Zhao Sanjie saw Li and Chu An both took a step back in horror and opened his mouth: "What..."
What happened
Unable to utter a complete sentence, he fell heavily backwards.
It was not until this moment that Zhao Sanjie realized that he was dead.
Xie Tangyan's last words were directed to the owner of the castle.
The owner of the castle lost his elegance and half-knelt on the ground almost exhausted. Xie Tangyan whispered something to him, and the murderous intent and struggle in the earl's narrow eyes became even stronger.
Wen Shi wanted to pay more attention, but his vision gradually became blurred as he was surrounded by the river of blood.
The blood river, which was equivalent to a teleportation array, did not take effect immediately, and the game's warning sound kept ringing—
"Please note! Illegal gains cannot be taken out of the game by players."
Wen Shi realized it was a harp.
He had stolen this home with so much difficulty, and now he was about to give it up, but he was reluctant to do so.
"Please note! Illegal gains cannot be taken out of the game by players."
When he gave the reminder for the second time, Wen Shi's eyes moved.
"Zombies!"
The wandering corpse's wounds had not yet recovered, and it came out and stared at Wen Shi eagerly... drooling for blood.
Since the game had to be released anyway, Wen Shi scratched his palm with the strings, so he didn't mind giving him some of the points.
When the zombie saw the harp, his dull expression changed, and he seemed to like it very much. Wen Shi didn't notice it, he didn't care about it now, the prompt only said that players were not allowed to take it out, and the zombie didn't belong to the players.
"Carry it and walk."
Before Wen gave the order, the zombie had already clung firmly to the harp, and the annoying reminder sound disappeared.
The moment he was completely surrounded by the blood river, Wen Shi was filled with confusion. What the hell was 100% role-playing? He had never put any effort into this aspect.
*
Not long ago.
That strange eye can be noticed in almost every corner of this world.
But the really strong tremors only occurred in the castle.
"Aaron, I will definitely send you to hell!"
The castle itself is a Class A area, and its special magnetic field ensures that it is not swept into the storm in the sky along with other things.
Ao, who was waiting outside, was in a miserable situation. He was trying desperately to escape back to Frank Hospital.
Ao's huge and strong body was just a blade of grass that could be broken at any time in the tornado that rose from the ground all around him. He cut his arm with an iron hook, and the bursting blood plasma solidified into a red umbrella that covered his body, ensuring that he would not be crushed in the abyss in his pupils.
Under the protection of the red umbrella, he finally got a chance to catch his breath.
When he ran back to the hospital, Ao felt unprecedented anxiety in his heart. He immediately called the fat nurse and asked, "Is there anything wrong with the patient?"
Fat nurse: "All are under treatment."
Ao then breathed a sigh of relief, secretly sighing that perhaps the discomfort was caused by excessive blood loss.
"I'm going to recuperate for a while. During this time, you must strengthen the management of the patient."
This time he was really seriously injured and he had to recover his strength as soon as possible to intimidate those who were secretly eyeing Frank's position as the director of the hospital.
(End of this chapter)