I'm Immortal Speed Pass Supernatural Game

Tick-tock — — Tick-tock — —

Standing in the small courtyard, Zi Jin began to hear strange ticking sounds, which at first sounded like the second hand of a clock moving non-stop, and then vaguely like water droplets rippling across a calm lake.

Her consciousness gradually blurred.

She didn't pay any attention to the voices of Xiao Xiao and Qiao Biluo calling her from beside her.

Her whole person walked mechanically towards the direction of the well.

Each step forward, she stepped on the slightly soft ground, leaving a footprint.

Another faint footprint inexplicably appeared, following closely behind.

However, this strange footprint was full of water stains, as if it had just crawled out of the bottom of the well.

Even Zi Jin's robe began to gradually become damp, as if the water molecules in the air were becoming increasingly dense.

"Yu, have you forgotten me...?"

"You promised... to return the hairpin to my hand..."

"Zi Jin... come back quickly..."

"Qiao Biluo... come and help pull her..."

The voice from the depths of the well echoed the calls of her companions beside her.

This made Zi Jin's brain even more confused.

But her body gradually approached the well.

Xiao Xiao used all her strength to try to pull her back, but couldn't.

Moreover, no matter what kind of props were used on her, it seemed that there was no way to purify this state.

Qiao Biluo stood far away at the door, not daring to approach.

Afraid that she would also inexplicably start walking towards the well.

Just as Zi Jin had reached the wellhead, her whole body pressed against the huge stone millstone covering the wellhead.

Streams of icy cold air came up from the bottom of the well, entering Zi Jin's body through the giant stone millstone.

In an instant, her already fair cheeks lost even the slightest hint of redness, and became even paler, even her hair began to become dry and white.

Her vitality as a living person seemed to be rapidly draining away.

Just at this moment, a whistling sound came from the air.

A pair of large hands, along with several paper-folded silver needles, fell towards Zi Jin's position.

"A loud noise in the sky! Your boy has made a dazzling entrance!"

Wu Wang's cheap and mischievous voice appeared above the giant stone millstone.

【Heavenly Palm】!

Boom — —

The huge impact instantly shattered the giant stone millstone, and the air was filled with grayish-white powder from the broken stones.

The paper-扎 silver needles accurately pierced Zi Jin's Baihui acupoint, temples, and Fengchi acupoint.

The white paper needles instantly turned jet-black.

As if some substance was drawn from Zi Jin's body, dyeing them black.

Her eyes immediately became clear.

What followed was a surge of fear and terror.

"I... I saw her!" Zi Jin trembled and took a few steps back, as if this well was some kind of demon or monster.

"She's in the well! She's waiting for a scapegoat to pull her out! Don't get close to the well!"

Pa Da — —

However, as soon as Zi Jin finished speaking.

Wu Wang, who had fallen from the sky after smashing the giant stone millstone, landed on the edge of the well.

Looking down with a death-seeking and curious gaze.

Thump thump — — Thump thump — —

This look revealed something quite unexpected.

A huge pupil floated on the surface of the water at the bottom of the well, almost filling the entire wellhead, silently staring upwards.

Wu Wang's probing directly made eye contact with it.

In just an instant.

His body began to tremble, feeling the familiar sense of distortion, and whispers that seemed to come from the distant horizon, yet echoed in his skull, filled his nerve cells.

The red vertical pupil on his wrist began to blink frantically, echoing the pupil in the well.

That's the genuine Abyss God imprint!

"Ouch... my head is so itchy! It feels like I'm growing a brain!" Wu Wang reached out and frantically scratched his scalp.

His shadow was stretched incredibly long on the ground under the moonlight.

Under his movements, the shadow, like a demon attached to the ground, began to twist wildly, its strangeness no less than the mask monsters outside.

"Undeparted!" Xiao Xiao stepped forward in one stride.

Raising her hand, intending to pull Wu Wang away from the well.

Shua shua shua — —

But in the next second, several paper-folded long swords flew from a distance.

Directly inserted in front of Xiao Xiao, forcibly blocking her steps.

Then, the bookboy's serious voice sounded from behind, saying: "Don't get close to him, and don't touch him."

"If you don't want to be contaminated into monsters as well."

After saying that, the heavenly eye on his forehead opened again.

This time, it was different from the vertical pupil on the previous big red cloth.

He could clearly feel the aura from that being.

That kind of chaos and distortion without any good or evil, only pollution.

So pure, so powerful.

"What exactly did he see?" Xiao Xiao frowned and asked.

The bookboy glanced at the three female players in the courtyard.

After pondering for a moment, he said: "If you asked me this question in the 【Spirit Disaster Plaza】, you would need to pay at least five thousand disaster coins or two epic equipment."

"But now I'm not sure if I can clear this copy alone, so the information is given to you for free."

These words stunned the others.

What kind of information could be so expensive?

And this person was confident enough to consider clearing a nightmare-level copy alone?

What kind of strength does he have?

"If I'm not mistaken, there is a force in the well that does not belong to this copy world. Its source may even be higher than the Venerable in essence. It is very likely to be the highest level of all known existences in the Spirit Disaster game. It will randomly appear in any copy and pollute its origin."

"This kind of power is full of chaos and distortion. As players, let alone touching it, it is difficult to escape the fate of being polluted just by seeing it."

"His name is — — Death."

Seeing the bookboy's serious expression also revealing a trace of fear towards Death.

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

Believing that this information was very likely to be true.

This guy didn't lie to them.

"Does He really exist? Isn't that post fabricated?" Zi Jin said in surprise.

She suddenly remembered that there was an extremely absurd rumor circulating on the Spirit Disaster APP before.

Saying that a team of five high-level players had all fallen in a simple copy.

The information they passed out before their death was — —

【There is some unknown power in the copy, He is the disaster that ends everything】

【He will bring the end to the entire universe】

But the players who spread this message died in another copy not long after.

And according to people who knew this player.

This guy had already suffered some kind of mental pollution several copies ago, and some bizarre things would always flash in his mind.

So that post was mostly a product of nonsense.

This matter caused a stir in the discussion, but it ended without a conclusion as time passed.

"He's probably done for. I'll find a way to take off his mask. I have a way to take the 【Executioner's】 corpse out of this Nuo Opera Garden." The bookboy glanced at his robe and said: "Time is running out."

"After we get out, I'll explain to you what stories those ghosts just told, but this information needs to be exchanged with intelligence."

At this time, Zi Jin and his party noticed — —

On the bookboy's white robe, an extra light-colored white dragon pattern inexplicably appeared.

Staring at it for a long time, it seemed to have life, swimming and roaring on the clothes.

It seemed that this was also a piece of equipment.

"The more obvious the dragon pattern on my clothes, the further away we are from the category of living people."

"When the white dragon swims to my collar and bites me, it proves that we have completely become a member of the underworld."

While speaking, the bookboy pulled out a large number of papers from his sleeve again.

They began to fly, spin, and fold into the shape of a long stick, with a hook thoughtfully formed at the top.

It seemed that he planned to knock off the 【Deity Mask】 on Wu Wang's face and then hook him over.

Unexpectedly, when the wooden stick stretched towards Wu Wang, a fierce look suddenly flashed in the other party's eyes.

With a slight movement, several figures of Wu Wang instantly appeared in the courtyard.

[Tiangang Seven Stars Steps]!

These phantoms also seemed to be affected by something, scurrying around the courtyard, making it difficult for the players to parry.

At this moment, a hint of killing intent appeared in Qiao Biluo's eyes.

With her only remaining arm, she pulled out what appeared to be a small pistol.

However, if someone could identify the equipment at this time, they would discover...

This small pistol was not simple.

[Little Fool's Toy Gun (Exquisite, Consumable Item): The gun only contains one bullet. The target hit by it will receive double damage from mechanical items within three seconds, and any injuries caused by mechanical items cannot be repaired within half an hour]

[Note: The gun in the hands of a fool is still deadly when fired. Players, please do not give dangerous items to people with low intelligence]

Bang—

The next second, she fired at Wu Wang's heart.

The bullet pierced the air and penetrated his chest.

Due to its characteristic of being unable to repair injuries in a short time.

In her opinion, even if Wu Wang was in a sober state, let alone being mentally deranged by pollution.

He wouldn't be able to survive without a heart, right?

Upon seeing this, Xiao Xiao, who was on the side, immediately glared and cursed: "What are you doing, you fat woman!"

After saying that, she was about to rush towards Qiao Biluo to argue.

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But the other party just spat disdainfully and said: "Anyway, he's already been polluted. Instead of suffering and torturing us, why don't I give him a quick death, so we can take the mask sooner, right?"

Zi Jin and the book boy didn't say anything.

Although doing so was somewhat like kicking someone when they're down, they didn't stop Qiao Biluo's actions.

After all, what the fat woman said made sense.

Especially the book boy, knowing how terrifying the pollution of [Death] was.

He recalled the tragic state of the players who were polluted by [Death] in another copy, turning into monsters and exploding to death in a short period of time.

Among them, there was even an advanced player who specialized in the mental aspect.

He only lasted three seconds longer than the others.

Now, he naturally believes that Wu Wang is beyond saving.

The top priority is not the time to consider comradeship and player friendship. The key is to escape from this Nuo Opera Garden alive.

Seeing Wu Wang's chest empty and his heart gone, dying.

The paper stick in the book boy's hand immediately stretched out, wanting to pick up the mask.

Boom boom boom—

Unexpectedly, at this time, there was a violent sound around.

At first glance, it turned out that the strange masks outside jumped over from all directions, blocking Wu Wang and making deafening roars.

"What to do? There are too many, we can't beat them, right?" Zi Jin's face gradually became ugly.

However, a flash of light flashed in the book boy's eyes.

He quickly said: "All the mask ghosts are here! No one is guarding the corpse of the [Executioner] outside! Let's go get his body first!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran towards the outside of the courtyard.

The other three looked at each other and could only follow closely behind.

When Zi Jin was running, her eyes kept scanning the surrounding ground.

She wanted to find the hairpin that she had lost and take it away.

After all, now that Wu Wang is the woman in the well's scapegoat.

That hairpin should be able to be touched again.

But no matter what, she didn't see the hairpin that was originally dropped in an obvious position.

On the ground, there were only messy footprints and mask ghosts pouring in continuously.

If she stayed any longer, she might not be able to get out at all.

In this regard, she could only sigh and leave the small courtyard.

Xiao Xiao, who was at the very back, looked worriedly in the direction of the well at the last moment of running out.

The mask ghosts all over the ground had covered Wu Wang's figure so that it was almost invisible.

But it was this gap.

Let her notice.

Wu Wang, who originally had madness and distorted colors flashing in his eyes.

His eyes had become clear and incomparable at some point, and even had a hint of playfulness, completely unable to see the appearance of being polluted.

He turned his head and looked at himself through the gap.

The moment the two looked at each other.

Wu Wang slightly raised his hand and made a shushing gesture in front of his lips.

"Shhh, trust me."

The moment she understood his lip language, Xiao Xiao also discovered.

The hairpin that Zi Jin couldn't find before leaving was now lying in Wu Wang's other hand.

Shining brightly in the moonlight.

When did this happen!?

Suddenly, those crazy jumps of the phantoms just now flashed through her mind.

No! It's not crazy at all!

This guy was using phantoms to disrupt other people's sight and attention.

Let his seemingly chaotic wriggling happen to pull his shadow under the moonlight to cover the hairpin that fell on the ground.

Although I don't know the reason why he did this.

But Xiao Xiao could guess that this guy must have used some kind of ability to pick it up!

Eventually, the courtyard was completely filled with mask ghosts.

The moment she retreated, the entrance of the arched door also became a solid wall again.

Leaving Xiao Xiao stunned in place, feeling like her brain was about to burn.

He was not polluted at all!

What exactly did he see at the bottom of the well?

Why stay alone?

"Hey! Are you okay? The body is already in hand, let's go back and report to the troupe leader." Zi Jin came over and patted Xiao Xiao on the shoulder and said: "The book boy said that there are other ways to leave the Nuo Opera Garden, but it takes a bit of risk, but it's better than going back to face that group of ghosts."

I thought Xiao Xiao was hit by Wu Wang's death.

After all, it can be seen that the two should know each other.

How could I have imagined that the other party was just shocked by Wu Wang's crazy actions.

Can this guy really come out alive?

Xiao Xiao kept asking herself.

But then she thought of his ease in the puppet theater last night.

In addition, his master [Yan Shuangying] also likes to make this kind of move beyond ordinary people's understanding, and still can bounce around to clear the copy.

She felt a lot more at ease.

— — — —

At this time, Wu Wang in the small courtyard.

Rubbed his chest, where Qiao Biluo shot through just now.

This shot, high and low, has a bit of personal grievance.

That fat woman probably wanted to kill herself long ago.

Wait for me to go out and settle the score with you.

Crack crack—

The next second, a familiar cracking sound began to sound in my ears.

This was the strange noise before the memory appeared in the dilapidated theater.

Sure enough, you must hold this hairpin to trigger something.

As for why Zi Jin didn't succeed in triggering it... …

Wu Wang looked down into the well again.

He suspected it was because Zi Jin hadn't seen this—

In addition to the pupils of the Abyss God, there was also a skeleton curled up at the bottom of the well.

Beside the skeleton stood a tyrant spear.

"Heh, you riddle people, it's best to tell the truth."

Wu Wang smiled at the mask monster beside him.

"Otherwise, I won't be your Lord Guan."

Hearing this, the mask ghosts showed eager roars.

Just like making some kind of promise to Wu Wang.

That's right! In the previous Nuo dance.

He not only asked the ghosts about the correspondence between good and evil.

More promised them—

He will remove the "evil" in the Xishen Yiyuan.

Before that, he had to first know what happened that night, why the missing person in the story passed by the mask ghosts was Yu Ji instead of Lou Yu.

Thinking of this, Wu Wang took a deep breath.

Place the hairpin in front of you and hug your hands.

Fall straight back.

Fell into the well.

Clang—

As if falling towards a mirror and shattering it.

He fell into the memory of that night in the shattering sound... …