As Wu Shayu pointed towards the sky, the sky suddenly turned dark.
In other words, it's not that it's dark, but that it's completely dark in all directions. It gave people the feeling that the sky was stained with ink, and then - collapsed.
The sky is falling!
So there is no light in this world!
The surroundings suddenly became invisible, and the darkness was so dark that people suspected that they were blind.
Wei Se even felt that his body was falling, just like the feeling of falling into an abyss while sleeping.
Maybe it was just an illusion - everything around him turned into one color, and he lost his sense of direction.
In addition to his vision, he was also deprived of his sense of hearing and smell.
Just before, he had been in front of a noisy altar. Although Wu Shayu's shock made everyone temporarily silent. But with so many people gathered together, it’s not really that they lost their voice.
With Wei Se's trained ears, he could hear various sounds from everyone: heavy breathing, chattering teeth grinding, pounding heartbeat, unconscious friction of clothes and accessories...
Now, these sounds have disappeared, and the silence is as pure as the darkness in front of me.
The smell coming from the nose includes the faint smell of body sweat of those people, the residual smell of blood in the ring, the sweet fragrance of the fruits and flowers in the sacrifices, and the sticky and wet smell of shadows... all of them. Disappeared.
Everything, all the evidence that could prove the existence of others disappeared, and the evidence that proved his existence also disappeared. This made him feel abandoned by the world for a moment.
Could it be that he is no longer in the human world and has been dragged into the abyss of shadow by Wang Liang?
In other words, everyone was pulled into another world together.
If it's a blind move, then everything is possible, right?
Being deprived of your senses is maddening.
Although Wei Se is still calm now, over time, he will definitely be affected.
He could already imagine that if it were other manor owners, they would be either screaming or shivering right now, right?
Just as his heart was slowly sinking into the unfathomable abyss, his eyes lit up slightly.
A thin silver line appeared in front of his eyes.
The line may not be bright, but at most it may be slightly silvery. But in such darkness it was as bright as the sun, full of hope. It makes people want to reach out and grab it unconsciously.
In particular, the silver thread is not straight, but flutters in the air, floating here and there, elusively. It's like floating white hair, or like the trajectory of silver fireflies wandering in the sky.
When I see a moving little thing, I can't help but want to catch it in my hand. There's not only one person in the world who has this problem, right?
Just when he unconsciously reached out to touch the silver thread, another silver thread floated in front of his eyes.
At a certain moment, it was as if someone had opened the box of fireflies, and silver light floated over the sky, one after another. The tracks were flying in front of his eyes, at just the right speed, not too fast, not too slow, so that he could catch them carefully but not completely lose track of them. They seemed to be saying, "Come and catch me, come and catch me."
A thought flashed through Wei Se's mind:
Should catch one.
It's not that he's having fun with his childlike innocence, but it's his rational judgment.
Because he thought of the keyword "game".
Are you trying to drag them into a game?
In other words, it does not intend to kill them at the beginning, but to play with them like a cat and a mouse, or to set up a stage for them to play handsome and ugly, wearing colorful clothes to entertain people.
Therefore, this darkness is just the prologue, and there should always be some hope at the beginning.
The silver thread in front of me is hope.
Thinking of this, Wei Se calmed down and stretched out his hand to catch——
Caught one.
After catching it, he pulled hard and the line immediately straightened.
There's drama!
This thread was so thin that it was hard to pull. He exerted a lot of force, but such a thin thread could not be pulled.
Moreover, it didn’t move even after a tug.
There's something on the other end of the line!
It seems that the line leads to the end and is tied to a certain marker. Just follow the line and you'll be able to...
etc?
Maybe he pulled too hard, and the end of the thread actually moved.
Could it be that the thing tied to it was not strong enough and he pulled it off?
This feeling...is it a living thing?
Could it be...
Before he could think calmly, he heard Wu Shayu's voice coming from above his head:
"Everyone, have you caught your line? I think you will definitely catch it too."
"Have you ever felt that the thread can be pulled?"
"This is of course, because each thread is pulled by two people, one person pulls one end. Which way the thread is pulled now is the stronger side."
"Haha, some people have guessed it. This is the rule. Haha, this is not a tug of war. The rule is - two people holding the same thread are in a group. Only one person in the same group can survive."
Wei's color trembled slightly, and his mood became worse.
The worst guesses were confirmed.
"Let me explain first that it is not a formal game yet. This is just a qualifying round. The two adults felt that there were too many of you and it was annoying, so they specially conducted a qualifying round and eliminated half of the people. Maybe more than half , when the game ends, the winner will see the exit and come out to enter the real chess game. The loser will die, and the two who have not decided the winner will stay in the darkness together forever. In In the days when there is no exit, maybe you will kill each other out of hunger, just to eat each other's corpses. You will regret it extremely when the time comes. It is better to fight to the death and still survive. Hahaha..."
With a weird laugh. Wu Shayu's voice gradually became darker, and the surroundings fell into darkness and silence.
Wei Se pulled the thread, as if she saw the person on the other end of the thread who was destined to live and die with him, and her hands trembled slightly.
He is afraid.
He is not afraid of killing, nor is he afraid that the other person is stronger than him, but he is afraid that the person on the other end is one of his own, so that he must kill the familiar faces he gets to know day and night in order to survive.
This cruel elimination will bring back the darkest memories in his deepest memory.
Waiting for his opponent in the dark, no matter who he is, whether he is a relative or a friend, he has to kill him to survive. This rule may be cruel and rare to others, but it is too familiar to him.
He has been doing this since he was a child.
The selection process at the Yama's Store has always been so cruel. There have always been many deaths, and most of them happened among the same batch of children. And children from the same group eat, live, and train together, and get along day and night, how could they not have feelings?
Wei Se had been killed more than once by his companion who was eating at the same table as him yesterday.
Painful?
The first time I killed him, I was in extreme pain, but then I gradually became numb. In the end, he and his companions did not hesitate when they killed the instructor who taught them almost like a father in the last assessment.
He and the other surviving children of the group have all become excellent and standard killers, accustomed to killing and enjoying themselves, and even reconciled with their past selves. But there was no danger. He always hated those days.
If he wants to reconcile, he can do it, but then he will now enjoy a life of luxury and luxury in the Yama's store instead of leaving the Yama's store at all costs.
Later, he finally lived a peaceful life that was not precarious. He felt very comfortable.
Even if he is asked to fight and fight desperately now, he does not resist. He is never afraid of fighting, as long as the sword is pointed outwards and not towards his own people.
But today, the scenes of the past seemed to come back to me. Those silver threads were taken casually in the dark. Who knows who is on the other side?
Maybe there were no relatives or friends among them, but as long as they were familiar people, even the young man who guarded Wu Shayu, Wei Se didn't want to fight him to the death.
With this thought in his mind, he told himself to calm down. In fact, the probability is not that high.
Their main force is not here, only a few masters of the field. Even the team that came together to offer sacrifices, most of them were just manor slave owners, and they had no regrets in killing them.
If it's not one of your own, just kill him. This is the rule. If he can't resist, he will abide by it as before. Even now, he doesn't care about killing people.
Thinking this, he slowly squatted down in the darkness.
At the same time, his breathing was soft and silent, and even his heartbeat slowed down.
This is his basic skill as a killer, the "lurking" state.
Condensing all sense of existence, lurking in the shadows, waiting for prey to come, and delivering a thunderous killing blow, this is something he has done countless times.
His longest record was seven days and six nights. Lurking in the quagmire, he waited for the target on the seventh night, burst out with a sword, and killed the famous old knight.
In terms of strength, that person is stronger than him. But if a killer can only kill people weaker than himself, what is the difference between him and a robber who robs someone along the road?
This is why he is not worried about the strength of the person opposite him. Although he is only a swordsman, there are many swordsmen here, and almost all of them are stronger than him in a head-on battle. But if it's a murder contest, he won't lose.
Darkness is his stage and his hunting ground.
He is waiting quietly for his prey, just like before.
At the foot of Gangliang Mountain, there is still a team dormant here.
These people are the team from the Sunrise Base Camp. They have gathered hundreds of swordsmen. On the surface, there are four swordsmen in the formation. They are the largest and most powerful team.
If these people appeared on the altar as a force, the manor owners would immediately be silenced. The turtle bandits also have to think about sending reinforcements immediately.
However, according to the plan, they just waited at the foot of the mountain, waiting for instructions before rushing up the mountain and joining the battlefield as a reserve force. Just like the turtle pirates also keep experts in their base camp to control the formation.
So they waited, and waited, and waited until dark.
It's really dark!
They watched helplessly as a huge cover that looked like a black egg rose out of thin air, covering the altar in an instant, covering the entire large altar that spanned the three steps.
Naturally, everyone inside was also covered. The inside of the black egg is like another world.
From the outside, the black cover is not completely black. There are layers of silver threads on it, clinging to the cover like spider webs. Let the "black egg" barely count as a "patterned egg".
This method of changing the world in an instant shocked the white-haired swordsmen, and greatly reduced their intention to rush up the mountain to complain and take revenge.
After all, it was one thing to fight against the master swordsman of the manor, but it was another thing to face the unpredictable Yi Liang. In their hearts, Yi Liang was invincible.
The two swordsmen Bai Yujingtan and Feng are the ones calling the shots in this team. The two men immediately stopped the procession and cautiously stayed outside. At the same time, he asked Ou Jianxia, who is best at detecting information, to check the situation, and at the same time reassured the team: "This is a confrontation between the strong. Wang Liang is certainly powerful, do you see those silver threads? That is the handiwork of our Highness, she is fighting against No matter what, you will not fall behind at all. You are not needed in this kind of battle, so just wait for the good news."
Ou Jianxia went there for a while and then came back. He obviously hurried back as soon as he got there, fearing that he would stay a little longer and come back without saying a word, which would make the atmosphere more solemn.
Feng Jianxia remained calm, but Tan Jianxia quietly asked, "What did you see?"
Ou Jianxia's face turned pale, his lips trembled slightly, and he said: "I saw... Wang Liang! It was sitting on top of the black world, wearing a golden mask, and was laughing!"
(End of chapter)
