"I have noticed you." "Moli" said with a smile: "I have noticed you when you came to the mayor's house to listen to stories... Your eyes are very similar to mine. You seem... to have the same experience as me. People who go through it.”
"Whoops!" Su Ming'an opened the sticks that were being poked with his sword and stabbed it into the heart of a town citizen. He quickly retracted the sword and blood splashed on his face. He closed his eyes slightly to prevent the blood. Splashed into his eyes, blurring his vision.
"Jasmine" stood up slowly while holding on to the wall. Her face was still flushed, as if she had not fully recovered. When she leaned against the wall and looked at the scene directed by her alone, the brilliance in her eyes became more vivid: "My dear townsfolk have told me that the travelers seem to be targeting you - they are jealous of you, jealous of your many beliefs, jealous of your differences from them, jealous of... everything that is different from them." Heresy" - the same thing I've been through."
Grab, grab, grab. Su Mingan glanced at his health bar. The blood volume of 1430 should be considered quite high at this stage, but it was gradually reduced to half at this time.
As far as the eye can see, there are seven or eight corpses of townspeople lying under the table. They died completely and peacefully, as if their flesh and blood were melted into the flames.
His eyes gradually turned into a continuous sea of fire.
There was already a lot of blood on his body, both his own and those splashed by the townspeople. He was panting, and the wrist holding the sword was already a little painful. He felt the early warning of weakening physical strength coming from every corner of his body, and his nose What he breathed in was full of the strong smell of blood.
The fire burned quickly, perhaps because people did not avoid it at all, or perhaps because of the wooden layout of the ancestral hall. As soon as the fire touched the wooden benches and wooden windows, it burned, especially the huge wooden coffin. It started to burn like a bonfire.
He smelled the smell of burning human flesh, and the townspeople fell down with smiles on their faces, their bodies burning with bright and warm flames.
The temperature is gradually rising.
"Dingling bells..." The jewelry on "Jasmine" made a crisp sound. She looked at the dead townspeople with sad eyes, but also with a hint of satisfaction as if a great revenge had been taken. She looked at this turbulent and As the fire started, the smile on her face became more genuine.
Xixi variety show literature Xixi. When she looked over, there was an unprecedented desire in her eyes.
"I am so lucky to have them." "Jasmine" murmured almost like a chant: "They are all willing to die for me."
"It's just possession." Su Mingan responded lightly.
He quickly added points to his physical strength and felt that the tide of fatigue subsided slightly. After piercing the sword blade into the eye socket of the big man who rushed in front of him, he withdrew the sword.
嘘戅variety show literature 戅. ——There are no enemies in sight.
Originally there should have been a lot, but the overwhelming fire in front of him had completely obscured his sight. The number of townspeople who died in the fire was far more than what he had killed. He stepped back, and the desk under his feet emitted a There was a sharp creaking sound, and he felt his back touch an uneven piece of coldness - it should be the rusted statue of the god.
He gasped for air, but he inhaled the smell of burning fire. The smell of smoke was choking. Then he started coughing. The more he coughed, the more breathless he became. After slowly sitting down next to the statue, , he saw a scarlet flame star and jumped up playfully.
He could no longer see the opened door.
The barrage is already anxious:
"Jasmine" huddled in the corner next to her. There was a blood-red mark on her body, which looked like Sanskrit. Su Ming'an had seen this Sanskrit on the leader's body.
Sanskrit protects "Jasmine" from the flames. Wearing that gorgeous red gauze, she stands leaning on the wall with a little pity in her eyes.
"Travellers from the outside world, you seem to be the least trusted in this identity battle that requires cooperation between factions." "Jasmine" said with a smile: "But I seem to have seen where your problem lies - You are so bad at hiding it. At least for those who believe in you, you need to create a great and benevolent self. That kind of god is the "god" they like and want. The goal you want to follow - you always have to give these stupid people some sweetness in order to get some rewards for their self-righteousness. As a senior, I have given you a guide, and I hope you can understand it in the future."
"So, what you mean is that you need people who believe in you to die for you, so you can become a human god?" Su Mingan looked at her.
He is not a god.
He is just a student with a bit of an adventure.
Of course, neither is this Jasmine, and her nature is much worse than his.
Grab, grab, grab. "At this juncture, you still refuse to admit it. Then goodbye." "Molly" seemed to be angry just because of his denial. She was like a child trying to force him to admit his mistake, but she got no result.
After confirming that she couldn't make him let go, she snorted coldly, dragged her red dress, and walked slowly towards the flames.
Su Ming'an pressed against the statue, and his surroundings were surrounded by flames. Sparks flew onto the table, and he gradually felt the approaching burning sensation.
... He originally thought that the other party would at least reveal some information.
Unexpectedly, she actually preached to him in reverse.
...Furthermore, her concept of faith is really unacceptable to him.
A dragon-headed crutch appeared in his hand.
This key prop may be able to provide him with some help...
A blue shadow passed by.
"Jasmine" stared with a little confusion and disbelief. Her hands covered her neck, but she couldn't hide the bright red color that gradually spread out.
Blood overflowed from her lips, like a falling blood butterfly. She fell down, and the fire spread over her body.
"Molly" is dead.
In the fiery red field of vision, a flash of blue suddenly appeared, and the blood on the mantis's blade was bright red, and it jumped back.
Then, there seemed to be a slender figure rushing in suddenly.
"——Su Mingan! Are you in there?"
Lu Shu's anxious voice was extremely clear in the sea of fire.
Su Mingan frowned, "Jasmine" cannot die. Once she dies, who knows whose body the ghost will choose.
He immediately put his fingers to his temples and immediately ordered the clone to commit suicide.
...There can be no delay. If we don’t turn back immediately, who knows when the return time will be set.
The annihilation skill is activated instantly.
At the moment when his blood bar suddenly returned to zero and his vision dimmed, he saw Lu Shu's eyes suddenly burst into a sea of fire, and his expression suddenly fell. The other party's eyes suddenly surged with turbulent emotions, bursting out like a flood breaking a bank.
Su Ming'an's thoughts froze. The next moment, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and death flashed back. With a somewhat hazy vision, he saw Jasmine, who was wearing a red gauze with a confused look in her eyes.
Outside the door, a brilliant ray of morning light was leaking inward.
He held his head and suppressed the increasingly intense after-effects of death.
He continued the original process, and when "Jasmine" wanted to turn around and leave, he grabbed her shoulders and instantly moved the space outside the ancestral hall.
"Jasmine"'s eyes were still filled with astonishment. She looked at the dragon-headed crutch he held in his hand, and her lips began to tremble.
"You actually brought this out, no, you can't..."
She didn't finish her sentence.
Su Mingan immediately activated the dragon-headed crutch's inherent ability - to communicate with the gods in Trilli.
He guessed that this god was the real god of Trili Town. Rather than the ghost in front of him who bewitched the townspeople.
If the gods find that there is a ghost disguised as him, he will definitely punish him, and then the ghost will disappear completely.
In front of "Jasmine"'s desperate look, the red light of the dragon-headed crutch lit up, and then went out again.
Su Mingan was in a daze, and he activated the dragon head crutch again... but it still only lit up.
The gods that were supposed to appear...did not appear.
"……So this is ah."
He heard "Jasmine" sigh slightly.
She should have been happy with this result, that she could monopolize the ghost of Trili Town, but the emotion in her eyes at this time was one of extremely deep sadness:
"Trilli...it turns out that he has really been abandoned by the gods."
A fantasy weapon. As she spoke, she seemed to chew on the words over and over again, and as she spoke, her eyes actually showed some clarity.
"Then what exactly am I doing?"
Her face was suddenly twisted with grief, and she covered her face and howled like a beast. The sound was heartbreaking, as if it was squeezed out of her throat.
Su Mingan looked at the ghost who suddenly shed tears in confusion. He glanced at the useless dragon-head crutch and threw it back into his backpack.
"Are you done crying?" He looked at "Jasmine" who was squatting and holding her head: "Do you want to go by yourself, or should I drag you away?"
…
Dawn breaks.
The mahogany tables in the square were empty.
It seems that this place has become the most dangerous area.
And as the time of exile gradually approached, the sound of footsteps gradually sounded.
Lu Shu walked over slowly. He had just noticed that there was a fire at the ancestral hall, but after entering, he saw no one.
...He is in a very complicated mood now.
He pulled up his chair and sat down, and then heard another set of footsteps.
Aini was walking over cautiously, holding up a huge defensive shield all the way. He seemed to be afraid of being attacked, and would take out a stone to test something from time to time.
When he saw Lu Shu, his heart calmed slightly and he walked over quickly.
"I'm both here, so there should be no attrition." Aini breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid of being stabbed at night. After all, he was the most likely to be stabbed. But after being frightened all night, he finally saw the sun the next morning as he wished.
At that time, he thought it was Lu Shu who had been stabbed, but when he saw the person, he felt relieved.
As for whether Su Ming'an would be stabbed...he wouldn't think about this possibility, it was meaningless. That guy can survive even if he gets stabbed.
Sure enough, the next moment, he saw the clone walking slowly over.
"How is it?" Aini immediately went up to ask him.
"Win." The clone pulled out the chair. His words were brief, but they made Aini feel at ease.
...I really won the whole process.
Aini felt that he basically did nothing this time. He just lay down and did nothing the whole time. At most, he was frightened for a while, and then he won in the end.
He looked across and saw Yamada Machichi, Iris and Mizushima Kawaharu walking slowly.
Three against three.
厺厽 Fantasy 厺厽. It seems that Lu Shu spilled poison last night. As for the other missing one... maybe Su Mingan found an opportunity to kill him.
Aini found that he was really trusting this guy Su Mingan.
"clang--!"
The bell rings.
The red candle on the table was lit, and the countdown to discussion had begun.
"There's nothing more to say." Aini looked at the other party: "Although I don't know which of you, Yamada or Iris, is the defecting guard, it doesn't matter anymore. You have already lost."
He suddenly noticed that No. 12 was in an extremely unstable state.
She lowered her head and dug her fingertips into the tabletop, as if trying to dig a hole out of it.
"How dare you, how dare you..." Her shoulders couldn't help but sway, and her whole body was swaying like a sail in the tide. When she suddenly raised her head, the bloodshot eyes in her eyes almost exploded: "How dare you , how dare you really kill my sister, you damn guy, you deserve to have your skin torn off, after you return to the main god space... just wait for me..." Xixi LOL Xixi
Aini frowned and was about to speak when he suddenly heard Su Mingan's voice next to him.
"Okay." He tapped his fingers on the table and said in an extremely cold voice, "I'll wait."
Mizushima Kawaharu's tears fell uncontrollably. Her hair was messy, as if she hadn't taken care of it at all in the morning.
"——I will definitely, definitely kill you, I will definitely kill you..."
She looked crazy now. She couldn't help but dig at the table with her fingers painfully. Her nails were gradually broken and a piece of blood was drawn out.
"I will definitely, I will definitely kill you..."嘘戅LOL戅
She seemed to feel no pain, grinning, her fingers stained with blood, and tears gushing, like a ferocious beast on the verge of collapse.
Aini looked away, he was afraid to look at this woman who suddenly seemed to be going crazy.
He lowered his head and waited for the final referendum.
At this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the mayor, Mitchell, walking slowly from the edge of the square out of the corner of his eye.
The special dragon-head crutch in his hand disappeared, replaced by an ordinary wooden crutch.
Behind the mayor were the townspeople with solemn expressions.
"Hey... Are you here to deliver fruit again?" Aini wondered what these people from the underworld were doing again. He raised his head and looked over -
He saw another Su Ming'an holding an unconscious girl in his arms, holding a dragon-headed crutch, and walking at the front of all the townspeople like a leader.
