Infinite Mask Game

Wei Miao, who was the first to reveal the truth, attracted the surprise of the two.

The fox narrowed its narrow yellow eyes: "Then you are really lucky. My God-given effect is frenzy, which is very simple."

Lu Lu continued: "My God-given effect is also unique. It condenses shells on the antlers, similar to the fireball spell."

Wei Miao's face remained unchanged when he heard this, but he was a little surprised in his heart.

It is indeed strange to say so. Logically, according to the fairness principle of the masquerade, there will not be much difference in the blessing ability between players.

She thought about it for a while, and the pale yellow light made her look inexplicable: "It may be a compensation for the different strengths of the species, and your followers have no obvious characteristics."

This reason is tenable. The innate combat ability of the rabbit-headed people is the lowest among the orcs, while the fox people, as a carnivore tribe, are not weak in combat.

The deer-headed tribe is quite special. Their antlers are as crystal clear and strong as crystal.

Beautiful things often attract covetousness. There is a group called "Deer Hunters" who specialize in hunting deer people. They kill deer-headed people and take off their antlers, which are sold among the upper class as luxury goods and collectibles.

Where there is demand, there is a market. The deer-headed people are threatened with their lives, and all of them are warriors, with well-developed muscles and strong explosive power.

The other two looked at each other implicitly, agreed with her statement, and did not investigate further.

Lulu tapped her fingers on the tea table: "Let's start the action, and meet before five o'clock tomorrow night."

"Okay. "

Under the faintly rising blue sickle moon, the three of them took action separately.

In a mini plane, the mysterious power penetrated time and space, separating this plane into countless small spaces.

Each space was independent of each other, but the aura was entangled with the planes of various colors. An inexplicable force turned into a thread, maintaining the connection between the two, constantly changing, with some connections being newly created and some being destroyed.

One of the small spaces, from a human perspective, evolved into a gorgeous cinema. The tribal world was broadcast on the big screen, with thousands of pictures stacked up and dazzling lights spinning. The information carried in it made ordinary creatures take a look and their consciousness Will be washed away into nothingness.

Shadows gathered in the scarlet viewing seats below, and the audience watched with great interest.

Among them, the puppet boy and the sleepy old man that Wei Miao had seen last time were both among them. In addition, there were some new faces.

They whispered in the hall, and their language was the manifestation of will and thought, which hit the soul directly, but was not something that ordinary people could hear and understand.

Only those of great stature were qualified to join their discussion.

The images of Wei Miao and others were clearly visible in their eyes, without any cover.

"It seems that this person is very appreciated by the Thousand Eyes, allowing his blessing ability to sublimate, depending on the characteristics of the object, and is already similar to a real god's favor." The puppet boy's glass eyeballs reflected the five-color brilliance, flashing a mysterious light, and the joints of his mouth opened and closed.

"She performed a sacrificial ceremony in the previous world, and had a cause and effect with the Thousand Eyes, not to mention that the eye was closely related to Him, had a prototype, and had excellent potential. "The sleepy old man squinted his eyes, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"His concern and appreciation are not necessarily good things." A humanoid creature with an ice-blue skin color smiled.

A ball of gray mist kept changing its shape, and every moment was a new form, and everyone looked at it from a different angle.

He was the most silent among the people in the discussion, and spoke the most directly: "He just wants a new eye, watching the eye grow up under his watering, and then harvesting it."

"But according to the rules of the game, even a thousand eyes can't say that he has a sure win." The puppet boy's smile became more and more festive, "Rules! These little guys have a chance to play against them."

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Tribal world.

Wei Miao led the warriors she selected back to the rabbit-headed man shop.

"What should we do next?" Fatty No. 3 asked with a quick mind.

Wei Miao thought for a while: "You don't need to take action for the time being, stay in the store. "

They are mainly thugs, so they can stay put for the investigation.

She turned around and asked the caravan leader who was standing beside her respectfully: "Is the slave market in Chenqing still open now?"

Leader: "Yes, I'll take you there!"

"No, take her there." Wei Miao pointed to Aimeng No. 1.

Aimeng No. 1 was stunned for a moment, then agreed.

Wei Miao always races against time for time-limited tasks. The warriors under his command also act decisively and act immediately after giving orders.

Wei Miao lowered his eyes, and his consciousness quietly shifted.

The night in Chenqing is brightly lit and gorgeous. Bright red lanterns hang from the eaves, and soft moonlight grass is planted on both sides of the street. The night sky is deep, and the blue sickle moon is looming.

The entertainment area is mostly populated by humans wearing gorgeous clothes, with cars coming and going, and occasionally orcs mixed in, radiant.

The lights in the entertainment area are brighter than those in the commercial area, which shows the prosperity of Chenqing.

Only when you are full and watered Only when they have the heart to enjoy themselves, the power of the human race is undoubtedly at its peak.

Wei Miao has descended into the body of Dwarf Meng No. 1, and her ability is just right for investigation.

The moment she descended, Wei Miao took over everything from her. On the surface, Dwarf Meng No. 1 was just in a trance, and her steps did not stop, but in fact, she had become a different person.

Wei Miao walked along, observing and appreciating the scenes of the human race. The key fate figure came from Chen Qing, and the subsequent tasks must have some connection with the human race.

The slave market is buried in the entertainment area. It is the dark side of the bright and open, and most of the prisoners are orcs.

There are five classes in the human tribe, in a pyramid structure.

At the top are the chieftains and elders of the tribe, representing the aristocracy, with power and wealth. The second class is the wealthy human merchants, without power but with wealth. The third class is the common people. The fourth is the foreign orcs and the small human tribes outside the city, and the bottom is the slaves.

Interestingly, even in peacetime, the human tribes never lack slaves, orc slaves.

The entrance to the slave market is in the middle alley between a restaurant and an inn, with a red lantern hanging on the iron gate.

The person in charge took off the red lantern and led Wei Miao into the depths.

As he walked, he said: "The slave market of the human race has always been resisted by our orcs, so it is opened in the dark. If you want to do business with them, you have to follow their rules."

"Humans can enter directly, but orcs need to carry red lanterns." He shook the lantern in his hand and sneered, "If there is no lantern on the door, it means that there are orc customers in it and they need to wait."

"But some of the orcs who come here are here to redeem prisoners of war in the tribe. This is the unspoken rule between us and the human race." The person in charge explained in detail.

The human race treats the orc prisoners of war as slaves, not only providing hard labor, but also making a fortune from the defeated.

The orcs treat the prisoners of war more directly, killing them all. The blood in their bones makes them have no habit of leaving them alive.

However, every year, many orcs disappear in Chenqing.

There is one more update to wait.