The studio hall and live room outside were still noisy, and discussions continued.
At this point, except for the Magician and Zhuge An, all the other S-level trainees chose to abstain and return to the studio.
These changes also puzzled the audience, Monk Erzhang.
【what happened? I remember that Zhuge was in the camp of magicians? 】
[I just wanted to say this too. Wasn't it the first to support the magician in no.3, then set up an alliance, and said that you would take everyone out of the infinite loop? 】
[God... Seeing this, maybe they are really infighting, right]
[I am also skeptical about this, if the magician passes the mentor assessment, then there will only be two of them... ... 1v1 copies of two people, if there is no abstention, then one will definitely die]
[No, I like both the magician and Zhuge, I don’t want any of them to die.
Many trainees who are familiar with the good relationship between no.3 and no.9 quickly raised their heads and looked at the top of the studio hall.
Up there, the faces of all the S-classes are not much better.
There is no doubt that Zhuge An didn't come out with them, this move was enough to show his attitude.
But soon, the exorcist took the lead to break the silence and anxiety of the crowd.
He laughed a few times and turned to look at Azan in black on the throne.
"Old ghost, awake?"
The latter, along with Messiah, Poseidon, and the Dark Wizard, suddenly struck from the throne as if they had awakened from a dream.
Above them, those puppet threads that could not be easily observed with the naked eye began to evacuate one by one, allowing all the deeply manipulated puppets to recover from the hazy state of half dream and half awake.
It stands to reason that the demon's deep manipulation cannot be broken unless he is willing to remove the puppet line.
But at this moment he seemed to be in a good mood, so he took the puppet line compassionately as agreed, leaving a few trainees who had just awakened from the deep manipulation staring at each other.
"... ... Um."
After a long while, after hearing the words of the exorcist, Azan in black raised his hand to hold his forehead and let out a long sigh.
In terms of his usual calm and reserved personality, this is already a very annoying performance.
Although they are manipulated by the puppet silk, their memory is actually retained, but they can't think or control their bodies. Now when I recalled the scene of the death of the society, I felt ashamed of myself, wishing to carry the train and move away from this planet overnight.
Especially Messiah, staying in the same place for a long time, even the smile that had been on his face dimmed.
With this little episode, the atmosphere on the throne is not said to be active, anyhow it is not so stalemate.
After all, everyone has reached the S-level strength. Although Azan in Black used to see Messiah upset, but now after being exposed to manipulation, it is inevitable that he feels more sad and sympathetic.
Just when everyone wanted to express their feelings about how carelessly they were doing Tao, Tu Yumen suddenly exclaimed.
"Look at it!"
His voice was completely incredulous, like seeing something extremely surprising.
All the S-Class looked up, and even Fan Zhuo, who had been silent and thinking, and Messiah, who was immersed in sadness, opened their eyes wide.
On the dark screen of the live broadcast room, the gray-black hexagram representing Zhuge's darkness was quietly dimmed.
As we all know, if it is abstaining, a small black mark will be printed. But bleak words... ... it means death.
"How is it possible?! Big Zhuge is dead?"
In the dead silence, a trainee finally exclaimed.
how can that be possible? The one who was once recognized as "the murderer who can't find the murderer is definitely him", "the ruthless legendary three-faced spy", "I'm sorry to wait for the thriller trainee competition to realize that he is a good man with no deception." No.3 Zhuge An, could he die
[This is not true... I don't believe that how could a smart person like Zhuge Dalu die? 】
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
[What the hell happened? Is it true that no.3 is temporarily skipped, but how is this possible? He is good at predicting. Didn’t he predict his death?]
The studio hall was also silent.
Nearly half of the people here have suffered no.3 favor, and now seeing this scene is even more miscellaneous, and I don't know what to say.
It took a long, long time for a trainee to mutter to herself: "...I thought, in fact, I thought that maybe other S-levels would die, but I really never thought that Zhuge would die."
Countless people agreed in silence.
"Could it be that we guessed wrong, but he is not Guiguzi?"
Tu Yumen hesitated, "So many years ago, how difficult it would be to survive. If he was Guiguzi, he was so smart and could predict the secrets of heaven, how could he not count his own death?"
Yes, how could Zhugean not count
If Zhuge can figure it out, why doesn't he abstain? Why stay there
No one knows why.
... ...
On the other side, after the last bit of black disappeared into the air, the entire space returned to the silence of clouds and mists.
It's as if no one has ever existed.
Zong Jiu stood there, silent for a long time, then suddenly bowed his head without saying a word.
He slowly let go of his hand.
I don't know when, the palm of this hand is covered with five crescent marks, and some even see blood, revealing some unclear dark red.
For a magician, there is no need to say how important the hands are.
Especially for Zong Jiu, a magician who has tasted handicapped hands. Even when he had just entered the infinite loop, he dreamed back at midnight and suddenly woke up. The first thing was to confirm that there was nothing wrong with his hand. Only after he realizes that his fingers can apply force freely, he can sink into the black sweet dream again.
But now, after hearing Zhuge secretly say that if the infinite loop is destroyed, the devil will no longer exist, Zong Jiu realizes that he can't restrain the mood swings for a moment.
It specifically represented what Zong Jiu didn't want to think about, but at least... At least it showed that the devil could influence him, and he didn't want him to die from the bottom of his heart.
Signs of danger.
But none of them would say.
Zong Jiu closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, his pupils returned to peace again.
He did not pause at all, and strode forward. Go to the white door with roses and playing cards printed on the back of the door.
He knew that the devil was waiting for him behind his back.
This is their final decisive battle.
The door was easily pushed open, and Zong Jiu didn't even use much effort.
In the next second, the magician was wrapped around his waist with a pair of cold hands, and pulled hard into the foggy space behind him.
"Baby, you kept me waiting for a long time."
The black-haired demon rested his head on his shoulders very familiarly, with a loose tone.
His fingers rested on the magician's slender neck, but he no longer had the sharp and cold killing intent.
In a daze, Zong Jiu suddenly felt that all this was a little too incredible.
I don't know since when, the murderous intention of Sen Leng that I was holding gradually weakened, then weakened, and returned to silence.
Obviously at the very beginning, they all really wanted to kill each other.
Whether it is a copy of a mental hospital or a copy of a deserted village that was later calculated by each other. Even after the magician refused the invitation of the same kind of demons, the killing intent was never faked.
Since when did all this usher in a change
If this is a war, perhaps no one will be the winner.
"I'm here." Zong Jiu said lightly, "It's time to start."
The cold mechanical sound of the main system rang in their ears.
[The 1v1 copy is being opened... The copy will be opened automatically after thirty seconds]
[During the countdown, trainees can choose to waive their qualifications at will. Note: The instructor’s failure to pass the assessment will not be forced to die, but trainees who fail the assessment will also lose their qualifications]
The solidified color blocks began to pave the way around them, gradually piled up and then piled up, turning into a swirling flow.
In any case, this must end there.
He must draw the full stop.
Must also win.
Countless people pin their hopes on Guiguzi. Now, this heavy hope has been transferred to Zongjiu's shoulders.
Zhuge An also looked up to him.
What if you lose? Wouldn't it be dead in vain? Thanks, I'm afraid that if you become a ghost, you will have to trouble him.
Zong Jiu thought so, waiting for the last thirty seconds to come.
【10, 9, 8...】
While counting the seconds, the devil suddenly stuffed a cold thing into his hand.
Zong Jiu looked down, only having time to see that it was a black stone with a strange six-pointed star pattern.
"find me."
【3, 2, 1...】
Everything fell into silence.
I hugged his hand intimately, knowing the end.
After the start of the copy, they will all be placed in different places.
Gradually, the surrounding scenes became clear again.
Those color blocks gathered one by one, and finally turned into a look that Zong Jiu couldn't be more familiar with.
The light here is dim, and the heavy curtains block all the light outside, leaving a deep opaque darkness inside, and the air still smells of old and humid.
[Dungeon of the decisive battle—the assessment of the instructor has begun]
[S-level trainee Zong Nine, your main mission has been released: Retrieve what belongs to you]
[After completing the main mission, you can freely decide whether to quit this dungeon]
On the other side, the black-haired demon appeared in a dark alley.
The sky outside was gloomy, with hazy drizzle pouring down from the sky, and pedestrians coming and going with umbrellas everywhere.
Buildings and houses are reflected in the stagnant water left by the street, reflecting a magical reflection of steel and iron bones.
A peaceful world.
This is the world of the once magician. The main system successfully reproduced that world one by one, showing it as the final copy of the decisive battle.
At the same time, the demon also received a prompt from the main system.
[Main Quest: Get something I have never owned]
[Note: The victory of the 1v1 dungeon is determined by the speed at which both parties complete the main task, the first to complete the task will win the victory]
[For the sake of fairness in the competition, your instructor's authority is temporarily blocked]