Infinite weird games

Last night, Chang Xu had a dream in which he met the god who bet on him - the Lord of Time and Space "Li".

In the pure black space, fragments of past memories flashed, and the black, white and gray images reminded people of old photos from the last century.

Chang Xu sat cross-legged in the center of the undulating waves of fragments, just like when he was dying after coming out of the "Hopeless Sea" copy.

The golden eyes opened and closed in silence, and the voice was distant and vast: "You have learned to hate and have desires, which is good. But your hatred is not strong enough, and your desires are not clear enough, so I can't invest more in you.

"So I came here to meet you and ask you - what do you want after winning this game?"

Chang Xu looked up and looked directly into the eyes of the god, and said seriously: "I want to close the weird game and revive those innocent people who died."

"Not a bad desire, it can be used as an option to attract gamblers to bet." The voice of the god did not fluctuate, it was eternal and indifferent, "I also want to know what you can pay for your desires. "

Chang Xu remained silent.

A scene was picked up from the chaotic debris, and it fell from the top of the head, weaving the same picture with the other fragments.

That was the end of the Red Maple Leaf Boarding School copy. On the ashes left by the forest fire, Qi Si asked casually: "Suppose there is a madman who wants to compete with you in killing. Whoever kills more people in a limited time will win.

"If you win, nothing will happen; if you lose, he will destroy the world. How will you choose?"

-'How will you choose? '

Chang Xu lowered his eyelids, covering the look in his eyes.

The god who controls time, space and destiny declared calmly: "The chess player behind the chess piece that is your enemy has left the gambling table. In the next game, kill him at all costs, and your wish will come true."

...

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Outside the tower, the animals in the audience cheered loudly, and the fanatical emotions ignited the atmosphere of the whole venue, comparable to the most popular world-class events in reality.

On the stone platform, Chang Xu put away all his weapons and wrestled with the rat man with his bare hands.

The weird game will not directly improve the player's strength and physique. The improvement of these elements all depends on props. It can be said that players without props can never be a match for the ghosts.

But unexpectedly, Chang Xu fought the rat man on equal terms, and gradually showed his advantage over the rat man as time went by, and began to seize the latter's flaws to counterattack.

There were a few rounds when the rat man was beaten back.

The cheers of the audience became more and more enthusiastic, and it was unknown which side they were cheering for, or whether they would be happy to see any side win.

Blood, violence, death... The three are perfectly combined to stimulate the primitive instincts.

The rat man waved his snake hair to bite Chang Xu's neck, but he dodged it by twisting his body, and took the opportunity to grab the snake neck and twisted his huge rat-like head.

Chang Xu stood in the blind spot of the snakes' attack, punching the rat man on the head one after another, blood-soaked bone fragments splashed out, and yellow-white brain matter flowed all over his face and body like a waterfall.

The rat man was quite durable. Even though his head was rotten, he still stood up staggeringly and chased after Chang Xu's afterimage.

"How come this rat man has a stronger vitality than zombies? Will he die only after his head is cut off?" Lennar scratched his head and put forward an idea.

Lin Ye was saved by Chang Xu before, and he knew how to be grateful. He hurriedly gave advice loudly: "Chang Xu! Hit its neck! Knock its whole head off!"

Green folded his arms and sneered: "Idiot! Didn't you notice that Chang Xu avoided those snakes from beginning to end? If he dared to reach out to the rat man's neck, he would be bitten by the snake in the next second!"

Nian Fu quietly observed Chang Xu's every move, without any intention of participating in the discussion, and the smile on the corner of his lips gradually converged.

Chang Xu's individual strength is much stronger than she imagined. I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with him. Can Qi Si really survive for an hour under this person's pursuit?

With Qi Si's body, it would be good if he could hold on for five minutes, right?

Thinking of this, Nian Fu was inexplicably agitated. She subconsciously touched the pendant on her neck and forced herself not to move her eyes to look somewhere, but she couldn't help but mutter in her heart.

"That person" asked her to invest in Qi Si. Was there another arrangement, or was he wrong?

While she was stunned, Nian Fu saw that the score ranking on the stone slab had changed. The total score of her and Qi Si's team increased by 500, surpassing Chang Xu's team and becoming the second to last.

She widened her eyes and fell into confusion.

What's going on? Qi Si passed the level ahead of time? Did he fail to delay time? Do you have to be so unreliable?

At the same time, the system broadcast sounded, confirming her judgment:

[Congratulations to Qi Si for passing the third level and receiving the "500 points" reward]

... He really passed the level ahead of schedule!

The players also looked at each other in bewilderment.

There were still three and a half hours left before the end of today's beast fighting game, and Chang Xu's martial arts value was so impressive. How could Qi Si survive for so long?

It was okay to fail to delay the time once, but it couldn't be a coincidence twice, right? Did he have another plan?

A blood-colored beam flew out of the tower, condensing the figure of Qi Si in red suit trousers in front of Nian Fu.

Chang Xu heard the system broadcast and saw the target in his peripheral vision. He immediately turned around and rushed over, but was blocked by the rat man by chance.

Before the battle began, the goat was afraid that he would use the life-breaking weapon in a hurry, so he forced him to take out the weapon and throw it aside.

At this moment, he was five meters away from the life-breaking weapon. With the rat man entangled, it was not easy to get it back as soon as possible.

Nian Fu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, but he heard the young man in front of him say softly: "Follow me." Then he felt the wind blowing in his ears.

It was not natural wind, but the wind brought by running.

After Qi Si threw down three words, he ran towards the iron gate under the audience seats in his memory with a clear goal. The giant tiger standing at Nian Fu's position on the chessboard followed him and ran all the way.

[Name: Straw Tiger (Consumable)]

[Type: Prop]

[Effect: Summon a tiger that obeys the prop holder and continues to exist until it is killed. ]

[Note: A certain evil god was extremely bored and indulged in making handicrafts. He made countless strange animals with paper and straw and released them into various worlds. Although they were discarded works, they still contained a lot of divine power. 】

This was a trick he had set up earlier. In name, it was used to induce other players to misjudge the animals played by their team, but in fact, it was used to control Nian Fu.

Nian Fu lay on the straw tiger after using the concealment props. Before she could react, she was carried and followed behind Qi Si.

After realizing what happened, she cursed: "Fuck! Qi Si, what are you doing..."

The subsequent words were swallowed by her own throat. Just now, Chang Xu knocked down the rat man with a punch, rolled on the ground, grabbed the long handle of the life-breaking weapon, and teleported behind her in a second.

A black light flashed, and the next teleportation was about to happen.

Qi Si had already stood in front of the closed iron door and pulled out the wire from the bracelet.

"Three seconds." He said.

Nian Fu surprisingly understood what the young man meant, and grabbed a long whip from the void and swung it at Chang Xu, hitting Chang Xu's half-faded figure.

The teleportation was blocked, and Qi Si opened the lock on the iron door with a "click" and ducked in.

However, the next second, he felt a chill behind him.

Chang Xu launched a new teleportation in a millisecond, appearing behind him like a ghost.

The sharp blade of the black sickle hit his back, piercing his back like cutting tofu, and piercing his chest.

The tip of the knife turned downward and inserted into the heart, crushing the atrium and blood vessels. When it was pulled out, a string of blood beads was thrown down, carrying the skin and flesh hooked off.

The cold blood oozed out from the gap in large quantities, like pouring a bucket.

Qi Si fell forward to the ground, splashing the precipitated dust, and the pool of blood accumulated under his body in an instant, absorbing and dissolving the dust.

The setting sun cast a bloody dusk, and the temple suspended by chains was covered with shadows.

A corpse is a trivial embellishment of the picture, as if it was a casual stroke.

Chang Xu crossed the sword, squatted down, and reached out to feel, but he could not feel a heartbeat or a breath.

Qi Si was indeed dead, and became a ghost under the sword.

The guy who had done many evil things and hurt countless people finally paid for the lives he killed.

But I didn't expect that such a person who always planned everything would die so carelessly...

Chang Xu was not an emotional person, so he didn't feel sad or regretful.

He looked at Nian Fu who was sitting beside him, and said lightly: "You take care of yourself."

Nian Fu had left her hiding state as early as the moment she pulled out the iron whip. At this moment, she sat on the tiger's back with a pale face. She didn't expect that Qi Si would be killed so easily with a sword.

She jumped off the tiger and squatted beside Qi Si's body. She felt as if she was dreaming, and she wanted to curse: "You acted so well, how could you die so quickly?"

Chang Xu had no intention of eradicating the root of the problem. He took his own life and turned back to the chessboard.

The culprit was dead. Although Nian Fu was an accomplice, it was unknown whether she had killed anyone. He had no right to deprive others of their lives without evidence.

The audience was noisy with the sound of animals, and they talked about the sudden change; the players on the stone platform stood still like stone sculptures, stretching out long and narrow shadows in the sunset.

It was not until Chang Xu stood on the chessboard again that they came to their senses, and their first reaction was disbelief.

Qisi died so carelessly...

This person who existed as the target of the main quest was killed by Chang Xu lightly on the second day of the dungeon...

It was too simple. Everything seemed like a joke to everyone's previous fear of the enemy and the schemes.

"No, I feel like something is not right..." Lennar frowned and said hesitantly.

Nian Fu, who was squatting and doubting her life, suddenly saw the corpse on the ground and quickly raised her hand and gestured: "Go!"

Qi Si, who was pierced through the chest, climbed up from the ground, and his organs flowed out of the wound and were stuffed back by him.

He was covered in blood, and his red suit was stained with spots. The blood stains on his face blurred his original face.

He looked like a devil crawling out of hell. He stitched the wound with one hand and supported the ground with the other hand to gain leverage, turning over and jumping onto the tiger's back.

On the other side, Lin Ye finally thought of the problem and clapped his hands: "The main task is not completed! Qi Si is still alive!"

The players looked in the direction of Nian Fu, and saw Qi Si, who was covered in blood, sitting on the tiger's body, with only a pool of blood on the ground.

"No wonder that woman is not panicking, it turns out that she knew it a long time ago!"

It seems that Nian Fu is regarded as an accomplice of the conspiracy.

But what is going on? How can someone survive being pierced through the chest?

How did he fake his death right under Chang Xu's nose and fool everyone?

Nian Fu couldn't figure it out. She felt that she was shrouded in layers of fog and couldn't see Qi Si's details clearly.

But the young man on the tiger's back stretched out his hand to her: "Nian Fu, come up!"

The wound was indeed there, and it was very serious. The blood flowed like a waterfall, covering the whole tiger with a layer of blood.

The blood-colored giant tiger opened its dark green eyes and nodded proudly. The color was so rich that it seemed to walk out of the mural.

Qi Si was covered in blood, and his expression was horrible under the decoration of blood beads, but he was still in the mood to joke: "By the way, I hope you have a bandage."

Nian Fu grabbed the bloody hand that was stretched out to her and climbed onto the tiger's back.

She felt the overly cold body temperature and couldn't feel the heartbeat and breathing. From this, she knew that Qi Si, who was talking and moving at this time, was indeed a corpse.

But he did seem to be alive.

"Chang Xu! Hurry! They're going to run away!" Lin Ye couldn't help but urge him.

Chang Xu's pupils shrank slightly, and he ran towards the two people and the tiger.

He had already activated the life-breaking effect three times in a short period of time, exhausted all his physical strength, and could no longer teleport.

But his own speed was not slow, enough to quickly close the distance.

"Hold on." Qi Si said.

The tiger turned into a gust of wind and rushed into the dark space behind the iron gate, running forward along the corridor.

Qi Si casually swung the iron gate, just in time to block Chang Xu who was flying close.

"I brought it." A roll of white bandage appeared in Nian Fu's hand.

Even though the situation changed several times in a short period of time, causing her mood to fluctuate greatly, she still calmed down quickly.

It's useless to think about it. Now that things have come to this, thinking about countermeasures is the right thing to do.

"Bandage me up." Qi Si pieced together the broken pieces of the heart and stuffed them back into his chest. "If I lose less blood, I might be able to live a little longer."

The iron gate behind him was opened, and Chang Xu chased him along the straight corridor without any forks. When he turned around, he could see the figure in black appearing and disappearing from time to time.

"I bet he doesn't have a way to attack from a distance." Qi Si said with a smile, "I haven't used the fate poker until now. I guess it's banned like my skills. That [Dark Judge] is really selfless."

"Really? That's great." Nian Fu wrapped the bandages around Qi Si's broken back and chest, and took the opportunity to ask, "How did you manage to survive such a serious injury?"

The corridor was dimly lit, with a torch every ten meters, and the flames jumped.

Under the flickering firelight, Qi Si grinned, his eyes shining: "Of course it's because - I died a long time ago."