The two wolves spread out their tactics on the field, but the good guy was limited by the rules and couldn't speak. He could only watch them decide who would live and who would die.
After Shen Ti finished speaking, he simply reported his test from the first night to Megan, "My first night was Matsuura, and I was a gargoyle. I must have rushed to find my teammates for the test on the first night, so you draw I observed the cards, and Matsuura had a serious expression on his face. It wasn't a prophet, a grandson who could only beg his grandpa to sue his grandma. The card was a wolf. When I touched it at night, I really found a teammate.
This kid is also very good at cheating medicine with his own knife. He is not an ordinary person who dares to kill himself in this kind of game that can really kill people. So I got up yesterday and stepped on him after doing both sides, trying to enhance his status, but there is a grave guard, so he has to leave the next day anyway. "
He smiled, "The next day I listened to the speech, so I went to test the No. 11. He didn't sound like a hunter, but he looked like a wolf. I ran to the grave guard for the test. I was worried that Zhou Yijue was either a cemetery guard or a sixth sense, so I went to test No. 11, and he gave me the impression that he was very much like the grave keeper of the Wolves team. It's a hunter, but it's also reasonable, the hunter jumped when he saw the grave guard, and he was the only one left, so he had to hide."
After finishing speaking, Shen Ti looked at Megan, "This number 11 will probably have to get up and dance a gargoyle for you in a while, and tell you not to kill him, but I can tell you clearly, you are clearly a wolf on the field, I I also jumped out now, the hunter was detected by me, the situation is very clear, so I said to vote for you at the beginning, but after thinking about it, I can actually vote for me, this is a game we will win, so there is no need to talk nonsense Now, I can't blow myself up, if I could, I would have blown up long ago."
Shen Ti turned his head and continued, "I'm more worried about the second mission of this dungeon. It may be related to the festival outside. It is said that it is to liberate those city residents, but since we can win the first goal, You should be able to survive. Just vote for me, don’t blow up, it doesn’t make much sense to blow up at this time.”
With a casual tone, he said to Megan: "The prophet is dead, the witch is dead, the gravekeeper... If Zhou Yijue is not the gravekeeper, let me think about it..."
Shen Ti frowned and thought for a while, "Then it can only be No. 1." Shen Ti said, looking at An Wujiu, "I didn't test No. 1, I don't think No. 1 looks like a priest, but He may be the gravekeeper in hiding."
"Forget it," Shen Ti said to Megan, "I don't think so. Zhou Yijue got up and reported that Andrew is a good person, and brought the whole situation to the right. He is a citizen. I don't think I can do it. He wears the tomb guard. The man's clothes must also be afraid that the grave guard will beat him as a wolf, because only the wolf and the grave guard can clearly know whether the person who died during the day is a good person or a bad person, and Zhou Yijue should be the grave guard."
"Stop talking, don't be taken away again, that No. 11 is a hunter, you can kill No. 11 at night if you come to me, pass."
Shen Ti finished his speech.
Obviously, he showed his hole cards, and the weird feeling from the first round of speeches has been explained.
It's Wu You's turn.
An Wujiu looked at Wu You, feeling that he was still immersed in shock at the moment, and couldn't say anything for a while.
After more than ten seconds, he opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "What else is there to say?" He didn't even look at Shen Ti, "The good man is at a great disadvantage now, he will be gone if he kills the hunter. I'll pass .”
The right to speak came to Noah No. 9.
She turned her face innocently to look at Shen Ti, then at Yang Ce.
"If the gravekeeper is not brother Zhou Yijue, the good guy hasn't lost yet?" She thought for a while, "Because the gravekeeper can't prove himself, if he is really not, then the gravekeeper and the hunter are present, and today we sacrifice A wolf dies at night, and when it wakes up, there is another wolf, and it is a clear wolf, so it can be sacrificed directly."
"But if the gravekeeper is him..." Noah sighed softly, "then he might lose."
"I can't say too much." Noah looked at Yang Ce, "Let me pass first."
It was the turn of the new focus on the field, No. 11 Yang Ce.
He was somewhat displeased when Shen Ti pointed out his identity, but he was still calm, and he was silent for a moment before speaking.
"I'm not a hunter." He said in a deep voice, "I'm just a civilian. In fact, if you pushed me, or if the werewolf killed me tonight, I can't even shoot. I don't need to think about whether this No. 7 is a gargoyle, since If he wants to die so much, let him die in the daytime, in front of everyone."
Yang Ce turned around and said to Megan: "Do you think I speak like a hunter? If I am really a hunter, I will definitely let myself out this round and take you away. I think there are grave guards. I don't think Zhou Yijue is a guard." Tomb man. Passed."
It was the priest's turn to speak.
An Wujiu paused, and his brows gradually frowned, "Actually, our only hope now is that the tomb guard is still there. Others don't know, but I can see my own hole card, which is an ordinary civilian card. I think that if the true seer finds out that I have an identity, he would not dare to hand over the scepter to me."
"If the gravekeeper is still there, there is still a hunter, which is actually enough. Shen Ti jumping out at this time is nothing more than betting that the gravekeeper is not there."
An Wujiu frowned, "Shen Ti has always been a person who doesn't take his life very seriously, so what he did this time is actually in line with his personality."
"It's just that I'm very sad," An Wujiu lowered his eyes, "In fact, I've been thinking that I can be in the same camp as him, but I didn't expect this to be the case." He said, looking at Shen Ti , There are complex emotions in those black and white eyes.
"But personal affairs are personal affairs." An Wujiu's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth twitched ruthlessly, "He wants to die, but I want to win."
These words lifted the hearts of everyone present.
The relationship between the two is known to everyone, and it is not a secret at all.
But in the altar, where is there any truth.
An Wujiu paused, "If the hunter really dies tonight, I hope to shoot and take away the last wolf tomorrow. If the grave guard is still present, then we can still win this round."
"Actually, Shen Ti," An Wujiu looked at him, "I'm a gambler just like you, but you like to gamble on your mentality, and I like to gamble on your human nature. But it's because we slept and you pleased me Now, I want to give you a piece of advice."
Shen Ti showed a charming smile and raised his eyebrows to show his acceptance.
"People often don't lose to their opponents, but to their own arrogance, and to the heart that is about to win everything."
"I passed." An Wujiu smiled, "I will vote for number 7."
Megan watched him return the ticket, thought for a while, looked down at the projection of the surviving players, and clicked on Shen Ti.
"Voting closed."
Shengyin announced the results.
"Player No. 11 votes for himself, and all other players vote for Player No. 7. Player No. 7, Shen Ti, is out. Please express your last words."
Shen Ti laughed straight away, squatting down, and then simply sat down against the wall, "Put yourself in a good position first, don't just faint on the ground for a while, there will definitely be no one to collect my body by then."
When he said this, he stared directly at An Wujiu, and sighed, "I lied to you, I just lied to you, but it's not the first time, don't be angry. And you can't die, at most An NPC, maybe we can be assigned to the same game, and the altar did not stipulate that players and NPCs cannot go together."
He had had enough of teasing, and pointed at Megan and pointed at Yang Ce, "I'm going to die laughing at this No. 11, and he voted himself in such a pretentious way. You said that you are not a hunter, so why are you so afraid of being killed? But Fan You are a commoner, if I say you are a hunter and let her kill you, you should gladly accept it. Oh uncle, don’t be so bitter and bitter, willing to bet and admit defeat is the basic ethics of playing games.”
"I won't say much," he leaned against the wall, and confessed to Megan, "You have worked hard too, you can't even hide it, and you will be relieved by killing the hunter tonight."
In the end, Shen Ti looked at An Wujiu, and tilted his head at him with the corner of his mouth curled up.
"Goodbye, Ann."
"The last words have been delivered."
The moment the holy voice appeared, Shen Ti closed his eyes, turned his head slightly, and fell into a coma against the wall.
"Please prepare other players, and sacrifice the players on the top of the mountain at dusk."
A projection appeared in front of everyone's eyes. There were some pictures on it. In the picture, there were also seven people forming a circle. Some symbols, characters, and lines were drawn on the ground in the center of the seven people. star shape.
"Now everyone, please stay here and pray for the high priest according to the prompts. Please ensure the safety of the high priest. His life and death will affect whether each of you survives. The ceremony is currently going on smoothly. After the missionary ceremony is over, the sarcophagus will be It will appear, everyone can leave here to complete today's evening sacrifice. After the grand ceremony is over, everything will be settled."
After Shengyin explained everything, she disappeared and never appeared again.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward. After all, there was a bright werewolf among the remaining people, and no one could coexist peacefully with him, even that wolf.
"I know you guys are feeling uncomfortable now." Megan finally said, "But now this is also the task of the altar, I'm afraid it's related to the second goal mentioned at the beginning, you can't kill me now, why not Let's do the job together."
What she said was unreasonable, Nan Shan also said: "Yes, let's see how to pray for blessings."
He opened his mouth, and Wu You also compromised. He looked at the projection, "It seems that redstone powder is needed to draw lines, and then write with blood."
"Is this the redstone powder?" Noah saw a cloth bag on the bottom of a shelf in the corner, showing some red, and she walked over to open it, and it really contained dark red powder.
Wu You followed to bring the bag of red stone powder over, and planned to try it out against it.
"And turkey hearts and dried corn leaves."
"These seem to be available, and everything you need is ready-made."
Everyone was preparing to pray, only An Wujiu stood there calmly, his eyes were always looking at the frozen glass window.
Nan Shan noticed him, "Do you think something is wrong?"
An Wujiu still looked outside, even though all he could see were low houses in the city.
"Did you hear something?"
Nan Shan listened carefully, but his hearing was not as sensitive as An Wujiu's, so he just shook his head, "What sound?"
"The sound of chains rubbing against each other." An Wujiu said softly.
After he finished speaking, he turned his face, looked at the projection behind Nanshan, and finally retracted his gaze.
"I want to leave here." He said to Nan Shan.
Although the words were not loud, Wu You heard them, he came over and grabbed An Wujiu's arm, "You can't go, the holy voice just said it, we have to stay here and wait for the sacrifice to begin."
An Wujiu told him in a low voice, "He didn't say that he would die if he left."
"What do you mean?" Wu You didn't understand.
Megan also heard it, her hand was cut by the sharp edge of the leaf when she was holding the corn leaf, and she was about to draw those symbols on the ground, when she heard his words, she turned her head, "You can't go, seven people a It cannot be less, otherwise the prayer will fail.”
"I didn't say he must be alive." An Wujiu pointed at Shen Ti, "You can put him in one of the positions to replace me."
"It's getting dark soon, I don't have time to explain to you." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and planned to leave, and told Nanshan and Wu You, "You don't need to be with me."
An Wujiu opened the door of the room on the second floor, and walked down the spiral staircase, ignoring the obstruction of other players behind him, and left the tower alone.
Pushing open the door, wind and snow mixed with the sound of carnival came oncoming, but the sound of chains rubbing against each other seemed insignificant.
An Wujiu quickened his pace and came to the "red roof red house" described by the preacher. There were many fallen tree trunks at the door of the house, all covered with snow.
The door of the red house was tightly closed, An Wujiu stretched out his hand to push it, and it opened in a flash.
In the house, as far as the eye can see, there is no bark paper spread out, each of which has already written the content, the number is shocking.
These papers, the contents of the paper, just like the heavy snow that covered the entire underwater city, has spread to this day, and no one has been spared.
An Wujiu picked up one of them, and the blank part on it gradually revealed a figure, and the content drawn inside was exactly the same as the process of their sacrifice at dusk!
The priests dug out the heart of the victim, and the eagle took it away and devoured it.
He crumpled the bark paper in his hand, looked around the whole house, and found that the legendary elder was not there.
In the end, An Wujiu returned to the beginning, and his eyes fell on the burning oil lamp on the stone table.
And Wu You in the tower was worried, he wanted to find An Wujiu, but was stopped by Nan Shan.
"Since Wu Jiu said that we don't need it, let's stay here for now. Now with Shen Ti, we can barely count as seven people. Once you leave, you will become the target of public criticism."
Wu You had no choice but to stay where he was, but he was not at ease, and looked out the window from time to time until he suddenly saw the fire.
"what is that… "
The townspeople who collected the bark and handed it over to the elders came to the red house, but what they saw was a raging fire.
"on fire!"
He saw the back of An Wujiu leaving, and ran away quickly, towards the ceremony where the guards and other city residents gathered.
"There was a priest, he was crazy! He burned all the scriptures!"
The guards at the ceremony also saw the flames and immediately chased An Wujiu.
And An Wujiu put on a cloak and hat at this time, and had already mixed in with all the city residents participating in the ceremony.
He raised his head and looked at the high steps leading to the temple. Everything that happened here was as he imagined, blood flowed like a river, a tragedy on earth.
An Wujiu had long doubted this place and the city's beliefs. Even if it was because of a traitor among the priests that he needed to be executed, the method of offering sacrifices was too cruel.
Yasia's husband said that "the leader will bring back food", the woman in shackles in the snow asked for help, the legend of the god of rebirth's self-sacrifice, the fanatical city residents, and the warlike nation, all point to the same clues. a fact.
The belief in the water city is to sacrifice living people. Every grand ceremony is when they sacrifice on a large scale, and the food in their mouths is not the turkey and wild boar they brought back, which is not enough at all. The real "food" is These are sacrifices of the same kind.
Shengyin's so-called blessing ceremonies are all misleading, trying to trap them all in place. The reason why they are not allowed to participate in the following ceremonies is also that they do not want them to see the ceremonies of these living sacrifices.
Shengyin specifically pointed out that the missionary ceremony will begin after the ceremony is successfully completed, which is also the content of this ceremony before, and the arrogance towards the players remains the same as before.
What An Wujiu was most convinced of was his last sentence - after the ceremony is over, everything will be settled.
It seems that when the ceremony is over and all the living sacrifices die, the way to achieve the second goal of the game will be completely blocked.
As mentioned in the second goal, to liberate all the citizens of the water city and restore freedom and peace, the root of it is to destroy this deeply rooted religious belief.
He looked at the happy and fanatical expressions on the faces of those people, their reverence and admiration for faith.
It is probably impossible to destroy, and the fire can only burn the recorded text.
Might as well replace it.
Those who died, they were displayed on the stone steps covered with snow, like exhibits. And the leader who carried out all this was accepting the love of everyone at the moment, opened his blood-stained arms, stepped down the steps step by step, and came among the city residents.
The citizens of the city automatically made way for him, so that the leader could go deep among them and convey the will of God.
"The Battle of the Crown of Flowers has been won! The Sun God bless us! Stop this heavy snow!"
An Wujiu lowered his head slightly, he saw many city dwellers holding stone knives in their hands, and shouting the leader's name.
"For all the sacrifices, their souls will be with the sun god and the rain god, and their bodies will be dedicated to us. This is the supreme glory!"
At this moment, An Wujiu twisted the hand of the person beside him, and took away his stone knife.
The leader announced passionately, holding up the stone ax that killed countless people, "The sun will rise tomorrow, and the earth will return..."
The crowd also shouted, but the next scene left them all stunned in place.
Blood splashed out and landed on their faces, blurring their eyes.
In the shadow of blood, the leader clutched his throat and fell heavily on the ground, while An Wujiu who had cut his throat took off his cloak and hat, revealing that beautiful pale face.
The townspeople were shocked, some were stunned, some screamed.
An Wujiu's face was cold, his composure was crazy, "It's just a human leader."
He took off his cloak, rolled up the cuffs of the robe, and exposed his smooth and white arms. He picked up the stone ax on the ground, turned around, and said to the city residents gathered around, "Look out."
In the next second, he held the stone ax in his right hand and slashed at his left arm fiercely without even frowning.
Everyone was stunned, took a step back in fright, and some even fell to the ground.
And An Wujiu just hooked the corners of his lips, showing them his wounds. He raised his arms, letting the light of snow and the sun shine on the silvery bones beneath the open flesh.
"See? My body and bones are indestructible."
Drop by drop, the blood fell on the white snow.
An Wujiu threw down the stone ax and smiled, "I am the incarnation of the sun god."