Mizushima Kawakora saw that her nails began to grow longer, and fine hair grew on the back of her hands. The door to the room had been opened, and the moonlight tonight was shining in, seeming to welcome her out.
She followed the prompts and arrived at a relatively large room. The walls of this room were densely covered with names that were difficult to see clearly. Red candles were burning on the stage, making a "cluster" sound.
Inside, her werewolf teammates had gathered.
This is where players from their werewolf camp discuss things before taking action.
"...He didn't come?" one person said. grab, grab, grab
"It doesn't matter, you don't need to ask that guy for his opinion."
"Why don't you do it during the day?"
"This town is not that simple. I don't think it's just a battle between factions. I'm worried that if the secrets in the town can't be solved, total annihilation may be waiting for us."
"So do you want to leave someone to decrypt it? I said, I think I can do it alone."
"I don't feel comfortable leaving the possibility in the hands of strangers."
"……snort."
"Are you going to stab me tonight?"
"Do you want to kill him with a knife? I'm worried that it will be his clone that kills him again."
"He must die...killing him once is killing him, and killing him several times is killing him. I don't believe he can live forever."
"Um... I wonder if you should try to kill others. Many priests are on the surface..."
"No, you don't understand. Identity and camp are not important in this game. What is important is..."
"Don't say these useless things. Keep going tonight. It doesn't matter if you don't die. Tomorrow we will muddy the water and find an opportunity to push away a good person and still fight him."
"Hmph...I don't know if it's luck or disaster to be assigned a teammate like you."
"Stop talking nonsense and prepare to attack. I think he is already prepared."
"So what, it will be just like the first night, it will be easy..."
…
The night was silent.
There was no light on the road, only the howling of wolves, resounding in the deathly town.
Mizushima Kawa Sora and his teammates walked on the road and landed silently. The surrounding houses with closed doors seemed to dim for a moment. In their eyes, they only saw the house with "No. 1" engraved on it.
Their figures were shrouded in dense black fog, airtight to ensure that the attackers could not see their appearance. Their voices have also been faked and completely different from before.
——Now is the Werewolf-Knife-Man session.
The person being attacked can fight back, but it is generally of little use. The space in the house is small, and the person being attacked is not allowed to leave the house. He also has to face more players than him at the same time, so he has almost no resistance.
In fact, it is true.
On the first night before, their attack was indeed extremely easy.
"I'll restrain him first." Mizushima Kawakora said softly: "Then you come up again. He can't leave the room. It's easy to deal with."
"Okay, I'm responsible for restricting his movements." His teammates responded.
Facing this quiet door, a long black knife appeared in Mizushimakawa's hand. She pressed the handle of the knife against the wooden door. With a flash of red light, the door lock disappeared instantly, and she could enter easily.
"Squeak——"
Her attention was extremely focused for a moment. Although she had already had a successful experience, she did not think that the other party was someone who closed her eyes and waited for death. The opponent is very cunning. Judging from the way he was looking for clues so leisurely during the day, he must be well prepared... Tonight's attack must be extremely difficult, and he may have to exhaust all his options before he can succeed.
There was a soft knock on the door, and her figure flashed inside. The mental light waves spread out in an instant, completely covering the entire room, ensuring that mental interference always existed. The next moment, her black knife was pointed straight towards the bed. Go! Xixi Yunxuan Pavilion Xixi
"Whoa!" The black knife plunged straight into the bed. Mizushima Kawakora's body shook, and the pierced bed collapsed with a creaking sound.
"...not on the bed." Everything was dark in front of her eyes, and Mizushima Kawakawa's eyes flashed red. Because of her identity as a werewolf, she had some night vision, but she didn't see anyone in the room.
The layout of the entire room is extremely simple, which is also related to its small area. Apart from the mahogany table with an extinguished candlestick, there was only one stool, a wooden bed, and an extremely obvious sliding door cabinet.
Not on the bed, not under the bed, and under the table, Mizushima Kawa Sora even looked up specifically in case the guy was hiding on the beam, but he didn't see anyone.
Then, the only place to hide is...
"Pfft." Someone chuckled: "If you can't see it, where else could you be? Su Mingan, you hid in the stupidest place."
"Surround the cabinet." Another person said, seeming to have drawn a weapon and pointing directly at the cabinet door.
"..." Mizushima Kawakora held up the black sword. She was ready to strike like a cheetah, as if she might strike with a thunderous blow at any time.
In the dark night, it was extremely quiet, so quiet that there was only the slight breathing of a few people.
"Hide on the bed, or stand in front of the door and wait... there is still a chance to turn around." His teammates sneered and said, "Hiding in the closet? I really don't know what you are thinking. Are you giving up?"
"...Don't speak so quickly. If he's not in the closet, the whole audience will look at you and be embarrassed." Another teammate reminded in a low voice.
"——! It seems like it's a problem." His teammates were about to get angry, and they did find this problem - would that guy really choose to hide in the closet? Isn't it... too stupid?
The teammate seemed to be eager to verify whether he was being sarcastic just now and whether he was embarrassed in front of the empty cabinet. He quickly pointed with one hand and the cabinet door opened wide in an instant.
"Good evening."
They heard a very familiar voice.
Then, they saw that the man was actually sitting in the cabinet, still smiling at them.
"...You guys haven't slept either." Su Ming'an hugged the quilt and waved: "Tonight I checked Aini, and the guide An Lianna told me that he is actually a good person... It's a pity, it seems I can't get rid of it. It’s up to you to touch Colonel Jin’s fate.”
"Ha." One person sneered: "It's actually inside... But, Su Mingan, do you really think of yourself as a prophet?"
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"Isn't it? I think the inspection I reported is very real, right?" Su Mingan spread his hands: "I thought it would be safe tonight... Look, how good is a prophet who is not trusted by everyone? Resistance, you can be slandered and exiled casually during the day... But, I made clear eye contact with Lu Shu in the morning, just to make it clear to you that he is a witch... In the end, instead of killing the witch, he came to kill me. , I’m really sad.”
The person in front of him seemed to be unprepared when he said this, but Mizushima Kawakora's vigilance did not relax for a moment.
She knew that the man in front of her had never given up on himself, and words like giving up had nothing to do with him - this was a guy who could use all available objects around him to keep himself going. If he seemed easy to deal with, sitting in the closet with no way out... then she might have overlooked something.
…Why is he sitting in the cupboard, in a conversational manner…
Grab, grab, grab. correct.
Mizushima Kawakora understood: "Su Mingan, do you want to negotiate with us?"
He was deliberately lowering his position and showing his weakness without any cover. He was so brave... He was almost betting with his life that they would not take action the first time they saw him.
However, it was precisely because Su Ming'an was in the closet now with no way out that they could talk to him so relaxedly. If he had been on the bed from the beginning, the two parties might have started fighting.
...What a terrifying guy who can even take advantage of his own situation.
"Yes, negotiation." Su Ming'an leaned on the counter, without even a weapon in his hand, looking extremely leisurely: "A negotiation between the prophet and the werewolf camp."
Someone laughed slightly, but it was quickly suppressed.
"What do you want to say?" Mizushima Kawakora asked him.
"Now, turn around and turn right." Su Mingan pointed to the door: "Did you see the one on the house outside? Go to that house and kill him. That is a real witch. The poison is not used yet, why don't you seize the opportunity? "
"You are so cruel to your Light Chaser." One person said.
"No way, think about it, the prophet is still much more important than the witch... Although I am a prophet that no one trusts, and I beat 11 every day, but even the players in the werewolf camp don't believe me, isn't it too miserable? ..." Su Mingan said with a smile: "However, it's not important. What I want to find out is not the identity of the werewolf, but the mystery of this town. Why don't you let me go and let me decipher it for you in a few days? Did you just come to kill me?"
With a "swish" sound, Mizushima Chuan took out the knife and put the blade against his throat.
Her crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and a glimmer of werewolf blood-red light flowed from her eyes.
"...No need." She said coldly: "Both Edward and I can solve the final answer. You'd better die."
"Why are you so hostile to me..." Su Mingan sighed slightly: "I remember my charm should be A... Why can't I convince you..."
Mizushima Kawakora noticed something slightly wrong, but the strange feeling passed by like a meteor, leaving her unable to capture the details.
...Why is this guy's tone of voice so...
"Is this still Su Ming'an's clone?" Someone pointed out the doubt in her heart.
……correct.
Mizushima Kawakora's eyes lit up - the tone of this man's words was too frivolous, not like that Su Ming'an at all... The look he looked at himself was not that deep and heavy, not like the look he looked at his so-called "lighthouse". It's like looking at an ordinary player.
For a moment, she felt unaccustomed to the feeling of attention disappearing.
昘戅 has been read for a long time. "Be careful of his real body! We don't know whether the real body can move at night..." Mizushima Kawakora quickly retracted her divergent thoughts and paid attention to her surroundings for a moment. She was actually aware of the existence factor of the clone, but she was not sure whether it was the second one. The two can move simultaneously at night.
But if it is a flanking attack, there may be some hidden dangers that they are not aware of.
"Where is your true body?" One person asked him nervously.
"Answer my question first?" It was clear that the black knife was already pressed against his neck, and it would have killed him if it advanced even an inch, but Su Mingan's smile remained unchanged.
He was obviously in the most dangerous situation, but he was as safe as if he were at home, smiling at the guests who broke in at night, with lazy eyes:
"——Answer me first, werewolves, do you want to try to cooperate with your dear prophet? Do you want to try to provide me with a little fuzzy warmth?"
"It's better to kill him first." The people on the side couldn't help his overly frivolous attitude and turned to say this.
"Wait... Actually, I think cooperation is not impossible..." One of the werewolves hesitated.
"You want to cooperate with him?" The man said, "Do you trust this guy?"
"Actually, our attitude towards him is a bit too much... I think he is actually not such a selfish person..."
"This is not a question of selfishness or not." Mizushima Kawakora said coldly: "We are enemies, and there is no retreat."
The werewolf stopped talking.
"...It seems the negotiation failed?" Su Mingan leaned against the counter and looked at them.
"Wait a minute, don't kill yet." Someone pressed on Mizushima Kawakora's blade and gently moved it away: "Finally, we have this opportunity. We will find a way to force his main body out, otherwise we will forget it. If we kill his clone here, we can still see this guy tomorrow and it won’t have any impact.”
Mizushima Kawakora nodded.
厺厽 long read 厺厽. In fact, she thought so too, that's why she never used the knife.
The skill of clone is indeed buggy, and what is even more buggy is that through observing the summary posts on the world forum, they have long discovered that if the clone and the main body are not killed together, the other party will spend a price unknown to them to resurrect the other party... …So, it’s best to find Su Ming’an’s true form and kill him together before he reacts.
"No, Mizushima River, are you really that cruel?" Su Ming'an's words came from the cabinet.
When Mizushima Kawazora's name was called, his eyes subconsciously moved away before he reacted.
With a "swish" sound, her black knife pierced the counter, grazing the other person's face.
"...Where is your true body?" Mizushima Kawakora stared into his eyes.
"What do you think?" Su Mingan smiled innocently.
"Whoa!" The black knife flashed past, but only grazed a spatial ripple. Mizushima Kawakora quickly turned around and saw Su Ming'an moved to the mahogany table. grab, grab, grab
"Edward didn't come?" Su Mingan glanced at him: "So he is really a hunter?"
"Don't you know him?" Mizushima Kawakora slashed out again, while secretly releasing a spiritual attack.
But the next moment, before the other werewolves could take action, she felt a sharp object being pressed against her neck.
...The other party's speed is astonishingly fast.
"Edward didn't come, what are you so proud of?" Su Ming'an put the sword blade against her neck: "I really didn't have any defense on the first night, and I was still talking to Anna, so you succeeded. You don't really think that I Did you get the SSS in the first three worlds for free? With this fighting power, you still want to kill me...?"
"Ah——! He talks a lot! This clone is so annoying!" The werewolf teammate opened his palms wide, and a strong wind instantly pushed Su Mingan away, saving Mizushima Kawakora who was in danger. Zhui Wenxu
She raised her head and looked at Su Ming'an, who was attacking quickly again.
...It’s really annoying. Xi Xi Zhui Wen Xi Xi
In the past, she felt that Su Ming'an's character was incomprehensible, and the way he looked at her was frighteningly intense. The act of committing suicide in front of the whole world also made her unable to forget the look in his eyes all night long... But after coming into contact with the clone in such a state Later, she began to feel grateful that the real Su Ming'an looked like this...
At least he wouldn't be like the clone in front of her who kept taunting her and messing up her calm mood.
She really wanted to kill this clone with one knife.
She wanted to follow further and quickly take down the opponent, but she felt a tremor all over her body. Before she drew the knife, she saw a flash of blue light in his eyes.
