The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

Because he was unprepared, one of the 'envoys' closest to Saman was slashed on his clothes with a knife. However, the knife made of stainless steel did not penetrate this soft and tough 'skin' at all.

"Not good." Saman secretly said, and made an evasive action before the other party reacted.

He was about to take out the ghost card, but after a moment of hesitation, the ghost card was put away.

"It's not time to use it yet."

"How dare you hurt me?" The "God Envoy" who was not injured, but still in pain, was very angry, and the other "God Envoys" also responded immediately.

Light shot out from their fingers, it was not light, but a knife with an incomparably sharpness, swiping across Saman's fingers, and the bricks and stones flew over where they passed, and the black scorch marks were interlaced.

A small piece of fingernail attached to the fingertip flesh the size of a grain of rice was cut off by light, and Saman narrowly avoided it. He didn't even feel the pain, and he had to deal with the next plough-like attack.

These people's attacks have no pattern, they are sharp and dense. But in this semi-secret room environment, sharpness and dense superposition are precisely the most deadly.

At this time, there are three sharp lights again, which are at an angle, forcing Saman into a desperate situation. No matter which direction they go, there are light blades waiting there.

If he doesn't move, that's even better, just cut it into puree.

The sticky sweat dripped from the temples, and Saman saw the opportunity, and when the three people's attacks all fell on him, the mirror prop finally came out.

The three rays of light were reflected by the mirror and hit another angel directly.

"Ah—" The light blade slid across, and one of the opponent's arms was directly cut off.

The wounded angel rolled around on the ground, and this change stopped the attacks of the others for a moment.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The pained cry of the Broken Arm **** awakened the others, and the beam focused again.

Saman observed and calculated the angle. He turned the mirror and let the reflected light draw a line on the other god. There was a charred line in the light, and there was a crack, and the same torn flesh was seen.

"Ah—" Another angel fell.

The remaining gods were shocked and angry, and the shame of being counterattacked by the primitive made them lose their minds. Several people shot Saman up and down frantically. Even if Saman was agile, he was injured in several places, leaving black wounds.

He ignored the wounds on his body and only made the most of the props in his hands: before the effects of the props disappeared, he had to take down the so-called 'Messenger of God'.

"Can't solve these primitive people, but they are hurt by them. When they go back, they will die of laughter." After breaking two people in a row, the gods finally got serious and began to face the "primitives" in front of them.

"The thing in his hand can reflect the laser and change the current."

They put away the laser weapons at their fingertips and switched to something else, electricity.

The same is released at the fingertips, the current is more widespread, and it forms a dense network.

This electric current is like having eyes, not touching anyone or anything, just staring at Saman. Saman speculates that the electric current is chasing the living creature, and the reason why the angels are not locked is because the glowing white clothes block the target.

"Hey." The grid hit him, and the whole body was charged, the body parts became numb and painful, and the speed dropped significantly.

"Damn, no."

Saman's mirror can reflect a variety of invisible attacks, but apparently, the current does not count.

The limit of this dungeon is too high, the emperor is like Saman, and there are not enough props and skills in his hand, and there are two ghost cards, but this is not the best time to use it.

You must know that the dark cloud above your head is still there, and these divine envoys are just the forerunners.

While looking for opportunities, Saman hides in embarrassment: how can we deal with these ubiquitous power grids?

Seeing that a dense grid fell like a fishing net, Saman could not escape the net no matter what, and the envoys almost saw the end of this person being electrocuted into coke.

They laughed: "Aren't you very capable? You..."

The ghost card at the tip of Saman's finger has a golden edge: it seems that it must be used.

"call out!"

In the nick of time, an arrow with a slightly trembling tail passed through the hole on the sixth floor with a cold light, pierced the armor of the divine envoy's full defense level, and pierced into the skin.

Toxins burrowed into the blood.

"Arrow." The divine envoy that was hit fell heavily to the ground, blood covering his throat.

Chasing the traces of the stunning arrow before, they saw an elf in the night sky glowing with shimmering light. He held a bow and looked at it, his wings scattered with countless stars.

"That's..." Saman wanted to see clearly, but it was time to use the props.

The props failed, and all the white light shot from the clothes in front of his eyes, but in the gap between the white lights, he vaguely saw a elf-like person.

"Hidden male noble? Why did he save me?"

Ren Yifei's arrow pointed at the next person, he didn't hesitate for a moment, the arrow was like a shooting star.

"This is the divine envoy?" His pupils were blood-colored, and he could not see the specific shape, only the traces of energy flow. This is the ability that was upgraded after the last copy was over. I don't know if it was affected by the copy, or if the function broke through again.

In short, this function is surprisingly easy to use when facing such unscientific light people.

"It's really embarrassing, dessert player." Another arrow aimed at a furious angel, with a wanton smile on his lips, "Don't die."

After starving myself for a few days, the hunger was burning, and the force of devouring was attached to the arrow. Following the strength of the bowstring's rebound, the tail swung and fell into the hole again.

Even if one has died, the angel in the special uniform of light still does not take the ancient arrow in his eyes until the tip of the arrow touches the clothes.

The clothes only blocked for a second, and the protective magnetic force on the surface seemed to be sucked away by something, and it was powerless to stop the arrow's invasion.

The arrow pierced the divine envoy's delicate body with the blood-stained toxin in his throat. Bang, another divine envoy fell.

Because of the addition of long-range shooters, the offensive of the gods was suspended. Saman blocked his eyes with one arm and pressed a special button with one hand.

"Boom-"

The button was pressed, and after a muffled bell tolled, all the lights in the pitch-black windows lit up at once, the sound of neat footsteps came from the silent ant nest, and the entire ant nest woke up.

The workers, soldiers and civilians did not come out, but there were tidy voices from inside, as if they were already prepared, they were waiting for the enemy to enter the trap.

Seeing the movement of the ant's nest, Ren Yifei determined that the dessert player must keep his hole cards, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then suddenly pulled the bowstring to continue to reduce the number of those angels.

The guy who glows like a Yuba in the middle of the night is really annoying.

"What?" A beam of light hit Ren Yifei.

It was the light that pierced through the dark cloud, and three rays of light locked him.

The angel's death seemed to be received by the man under this dark cloud in some way, and it finally reacted.

Ren Yifei saw the huge dark clouds swirling on the ant's nest, and the shredded light was dazzling like the lights of a dance hall - oh, of course, Ren Yifei couldn't see, and it was Saman's eyes below that hurt.

Because the top of the ant's nest opened again, a thicker white light fell than the first time.

More angels are about to arrive on the scene - that's the UFO's response.

"UFO?" Outside the ant's nest, the players who refused to obey the command and had been ambushing in the grass ran out to see the miracle. They saw a flat disc floating above the ant's nest, with tiny rays of light flashing from all sides. A beam of white light fell in the middle, and there were many glowing figures in the white light.

In the dark night, the light was so dazzling that the players could hardly open their eyes.

"This is a big guy, maybe the hidden boss of the dungeon." One player's eyes were red. It's not the tingling that makes it red, but the excitement.

One of his skills is just aimed at this behemoth.

"Do it now, or let others beat the blood first?" He clenched his fists nervously.

"Look there!" A player pointed to the sky, and several meteor-like arrows flew into the thick white light, and several glowing human figures fell directly.

Looking in the direction of the arrow, I only saw a elf with a layer of light, holding a bow and arrow, one arrow at a time.

"Fuck, who said nobles are all pigs? Are there such handsome pigs?"

The distance is too far, so I can't see my face, and I can't tell the difference between men and women, but the slender and flexible figure in the light is very like the agile and good elf in the movie.

These players did not know the existence of the Hidden Wings, and thought it was the surviving female nobleman. Only Saman knew that this was not a surviving nobleman, but an aristocrat who had slipped through the net and became a worker's nobleman because of his immaturity.

Also Shengchun, the ghost's twin brother.

A few arrows from Ren Yifei took away the very threatening former group of divine envoys, and the latter group of divine envoys also continued to fall. The protection of those hard-to-break light clothes was useless in front of Ren Yifei's swallowing arrows.

However, this gave Saman the time and energy to guess his identity.

Saman has such an intuition that the identity of this person will play an extremely important role in the speculation of ghost identity.

"Workers who are good at bows and arrows..." If you want to have this kind of skill, no matter how talented you are, you have to train day after day, and those who have the opportunity to come into contact with bows and arrows...

Under the original ant colony system, weapons were reserved for soldiers and civilians. The workers are usually not allowed to have weapons, let alone often use them, because their task is only to find the Black Cube.

There is only one way for workers to have weapons, and that is to manufacture them privately. And the bows and arrows were made privately, and the only ones who had the opportunity to often come into contact with them were those who shot the nobles before.

"..." So, the nobles with hidden wings became rebels and shot those nobles before, including their twin brothers?

Saman's memory is amazing. He has read all the list of the workers who shot the nobles, and remembered them in his heart.

Eighteen years old, the name is related to water... I searched according to these two elements, and no one seemed to match.

While noticing the light man who was about to fall from the sky, Saman pondered the identity of the Hidden Wing.

Suddenly, a key clue flashed through his brain. In addition to those workers who hunted nobles, there was one person who could often come into contact with bows and arrows.

The mild and weak young Jiang, and the rebel army Jiang who looked back at that time and asked with a smile, "Are all the nobles dead?". And, armed with bows and arrows, the nobility of the sharpshooter. The three images slowly overlapped.

Jiang, artisan Jiang.

The author has something to say: Saman gets a key clue - the identity of the twins.