Infinite Mask Game

This is the third day after the copy started.

Early in the morning, the golden sunshine was slightly warm. Yang Fan pulled the trailer to the door of No. 1 Zhai. The dormitory manager quickly opened the door for him.

In the trailer were boxes of supplies prepared according to the number of people reported yesterday, but he knew that there was one more person.

The notification in the vx group shocked some people who could not sleep peacefully. Soon, they came in slippers with heavy dark circles under their eyes. Their expressions were either tense or slightly frightened.

I don’t know how their dormitory decides who will go downstairs.

Chai Yun is also among them. When it was her turn, Yang Fan handed her the box that had been idle until now.

The weight of the box was very light, so Chai Yun went upstairs alone from the stairs.

After returning to the dormitory, Wei Miao opened the box. Inside was a pair of diamond-dazzling black high heels. When they lay in her hands, they were exactly size 38.

As a person who had contact with Wei Chuanwu, Yang Fan couldn't leave the high heels in his hands.

After Yang Fan completed the distribution, he took the trailer to 2 Zhai.

He doesn't know what is right, and he came here to lay the foundation for tomorrow.

In the dormitory, Wei Miao was browsing the forum. Today was another day of chaos.

"Help, another roommate of mine is missing. Now there are only two people left in the dormitory. Who should go downstairs tomorrow?!"

"You can ask for it from the dormitory next door, or get some snacks. Now is the time to test your popularity.

"..."

I don't know if it's good luck or bad luck to meet the grandpa twice in a row.

Wei Miao put down her phone, she had already thought of something to do.

When the ghost realm is gestating, the barrier separating the inside and outside will fluctuate violently, which means that it won't take long for the Soul Exorcist Society to open the barrier. Before that, how to get the strange objects is difficult.

She is self-aware of her own level, and her mission will fail once the Soul Exorcist Society enters the scene.

In other words, the winning condition is limited to how to quickly kill the twin ghosts that were born while other players are watching eagerly, and obtain the treacherous items.

Generally, the ghosts bred in a ghost domain are C-level at worst, but in such a large-scale ghost domain and fuel materials, the twin ghosts are at least B-level. The B-level level can be compared with the president of the City Spiritual Removal Society, and the city president is an absolute upper-class person in the supernatural circle.

It would be difficult for her to survive the twin ghosts, let alone kill them quickly.

But she still has resources at her disposal.

She contacted Xia Ziyuan and asked her to come as soon as possible. At the same time, she asked her two roommates to help tidy up the balcony and clear out the open space.

Bai Zelan is a painting enthusiast, but she likes fishing, so she has a large box of paints left unused. Wei Miao picked out the vermilion color from it, mixed it with water, and used a thick brush to draw an array pattern on the ivory white tiles.

[Eruditionist] is an identity token with maximum functionality and 0 offensiveness. There is no boundary between the lower limit and the upper limit. The reason is that its second ability [Praise of the Universalist] is.

High risk and high reward, quickly obtain "truth" at the cost of sacrifices, and offer sacrifices to unknown existences to pray for mysterious knowledge.

Or go crazy in whispers, or laugh in enlightenment.

The ritual process has long been engraved in Wei Miao's mind.

The ceremony is divided into two main bodies. One is the presiding officer, who is the sacrificer, guardian of the magic circle, and the direct feedback person of the ceremony. He draws the magic circle, presides over the ceremony, recites prayers, and offers sacrifices.

Among them, the feedback after a successful ritual is the most dangerous. Madness is the pollution of wisdom. It is pervasive, comes with taboo truths, and spreads through whispers and knowledge.

Maybe you think everything is normal and you can even jokingly say "I've accepted it and I feel good." In fact, you may have slipped into the abyss of madness without even realizing it.

This is the scariest thing about pollution. It changes perception so subtly that you can’t even notice the “change”. When the changes are revealed, you have sincerely agreed that your current self is normal and correct, your ideas are distorted, and madness and normality are further reversed.

Therefore, an excellent ritualist must be abnormal, and a normal ritualist must not be excellent.

The other main body is the magic circle. [Eruditionist] The required sacrifice ritual diagram is simple, and there is no need to be particular about the drawing materials. This is just a one-time diagram, and ordinary paints on the market can suffice. During the ceremony, the responding "god" will maintain the operation to avoid transmission. The material is too fragile and collapses midway.

[Eruditionist] The outer ring of the sacrificial circle is a common double-lined circle, but the internal infrastructure is a rare non-equiangular hexagram. This is one of the variations of the six-pointed star structure, which symbolizes "abnormality", "knowledge seeking" and "enterprise". It is the only choice of structure for mad scholars to seek knowledge from high-ranking beings.

This magic circle generally does not add insurance restrictions in order to maximize the hearing of the words of the gods.

The decoration is a large triangle within an inverted triangle. The triangle represents "stability", "suppression", "circulation", etc., and the double pattern is generally for superimposed effect.

Contributes to the stabilizing and soothing power of the gift itself.

As mentioned before, the ritual array diagram itself is not complicated, but the host needs some painting skills: if you draw the circle as a duck egg, even if the array is really running, the responding being will have great malice towards you.

The magic circle serves as a medium of communication, just like a person's handwriting. If the writing is crooked like a maggot, and seeing the existence of the response, it will be like swallowing a ton of flies, and you can't help but reflect on why you clicked the response button in a stupid way.

Wei Miao's hand drew an almost perfect circle on the ground steadily and quickly. Even if the paint ran out halfway, it could be repainted without any trace.

Xia Ziyuan opened the door and walked in quietly, standing aside quietly, staring at her with the other two.

After about five minutes, the 2m*2m formation was completed, which was a simple version of the sacrificial formation.

Wei Miao stood up with the coloring board, while Xia Ziyuan stepped into the formation consciously, knelt down devoutly, closed her eyes, and clasped her hands in front of her chest.

Wei Miao packed up the paint, stood by, lowered her head and eyes, expressionless, and her quiet voice was like a distant wind chime: "Mysterious God, ancient pioneer, wise man of true knowledge, humble seeker of truth on the road of truth praises your glory and wisdom, you are the wise man of the vast starry sky, the blind man in the chaotic abyss..."

She saw the pattern of the magic circle glowing with bright red light, not dazzling, but the color was so strong that it overshadowed the sunlight, flashing at a certain frequency, as if responding.

It was like being in standby mode of a computer, already turned on, just waiting for "sacrifice" and "request".

"I offer all the extraordinary abilities and items that the woman possesses, and pray to you to offer the sacrifice to the ritual of the Thousand Eyes of the Strange God!"

As the final prayer fell, for a moment, the red light became everything in Wei Miao's vision.

She vaguely saw a huge mirror in the red light, its dark blue frame had gorgeous and delicate carvings, as if it engraved everything. The mirror base was composed of the bones of unknown creatures, surrounded by sharp protrusions with distinct joints, like a pale crown.

The wonder of the mirror surface is beyond words, and the simple color change is enough to make people speechless, not to mention the scenery reflected on it, which seems to have the scenery of thousands of worlds, and more of the heart-pounding black appearance, staring at her like a life.

Along with knowledge comes a kind of strange cry, like a night owl howling in a stormy night, piercing the mind, supplemented by hypnotic murmurs, telling the greatness of God.

This is the unknown god from the abyss, the god of reflection, the self of reflection, the place of soul torture, the mirror of magic!

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