This is not a weird story

If he used conventional means to duel with this man, Wei An would not be sure to kill him, because this guy had too many methods, and they were often very unexpected.

He couldn't even keep the other party.

This man's ability to replace a plot character is not something ordinary participants can do. After noticing that this guy's face began to change, Wei An knew that he had to replace a plot character here again.

Among them, he has the greatest chance of becoming Wang Yuanwai, because Wang Yuanwai has not been threatened by any means for the time being, and his combat power is still at full strength.

If the man becomes a king, coupled with his own abilities, he may have the upper hand again.

So Wei An had no choice but to use his trump card. At least now the protagonist here is still the man, not himself.

If it was his turn, he would have to wait until the man burped.

After blowing out one breath, the oil lamp was instantly extinguished, and the entire lobby was plunged into darkness.

Bo!

Wei An heard a burst from the direction where the man was lying. He didn't know what happened, but he didn't hear the man speak again.

After Wei An blew out the oil lamp, the man's voice stopped abruptly.

Only in the direction of the Life-Destroying Curse, the singing woman who was attacked and suspended in the air was still struggling.

Under the powerful attack effect of the Life-Destroying Curse, her dress had been reduced to pieces, her long hair was broken, her pale face without facial features was cracked, and her singing had long been interrupted.

From time to time, you can still hear some singing, but it is like a radio with a poor signal. It is intermittent and has completely lost its beauty. Instead, it has become an unpleasant noise, and it does not make people want to sing along.

After another moment, the chanting sound completely disappeared, and with a crash, the suspended chanter was torn to pieces by the powerful attack power of the Life-Destroying Curse, and his soul was scattered.

At this time, a bright light flickered in the lobby. Wei An looked down and found that it came from the oil lamp that had just been put down in his hand.

Immediately, the wick of the oil lamp, which had just been extinguished, flickered twice more, and a flame automatically generated, slowly getting bigger and bigger, until it completely became a stable burning state.

The oil lamp came on again.

This means that the incident of the previous participant has become a thing of the past, and Wei An, the participant, has replaced the man just now and become a new participant.

After the oil lamp burned again, Wei An also saw clearly the fate of the man lying on the ground.

This guy's face was gray, his body was stiff, and he remained motionless in pain. He was obviously dead.

As a participant, without taking the initiative to find the rules and destroying the center of the rules, this guy will inevitably be wiped out after breaking the rules here.

Even if he is very strong and capable, he still cannot escape the same fate as other normal participants despite being in a strange story and breaking the rules.

"You don't need to tell me who you are." Wei An looked at the corpse and thought to himself: "You came from the gate of hell. The purpose of coming here is probably to get the sixteen coffin nails."

Wei An silently stared at this guy's body. After a while, the body began to disintegrate bit by bit, turned into fly ash, and slowly disappeared before his eyes.

The items that were close to him, including clothes, cloth with charms on them, etc., also disappeared. Except for the golden dagger that was pressed down by the halberd and axe, it has become an ownerless thing. Coffin nails that cannot fit into the inventory.

Fourteen coffin nails were scattered beside the man's vanished body, along with several pages of paper.

Wei An turned his head and glanced at the king who was standing outside. He slowly moved the cotton cloth under his feet and came to the fourteen coffin nails. He first picked up all the coffin nails, together with his own two, sixteen coffin nails. Get it together.

The moment they came together, a text appeared in front of them.

[Congratulations, you have found the hidden object and obtained the Evil Suppressing Nail! 】

"Suppressing Nails?!" Wei An had a sudden thought and easily put the sixteen coffin nails into his inventory.

This thing must be powerful, otherwise the guy who seems to be from the Gate of Hell wouldn't take it so seriously.

However, Wei An is still worried about why this guy didn't take away the sixteen coffin nails when he could easily obtain them, but delayed them for a while so that he could take advantage of them.

With concerns, Wei An knelt down and picked up a few pieces of paper scattered on the ground. He found that these were papers from the workbook. The guy tore them off and took them with him. There were three pages with words written on them, records. Learn about the work of this person who has been staying here these past few days.

This guy wanted to make it easier for him to use the ability to change characters when he went out, so he took the torn-out workbook with him so that he could record it at any time.

That is to say, the pieces of paper Wei An recorded in the past few days were not included in the left-behind person's workbook, but the man's records were. However, he tore them off and took them with him, so Wei An did not know about it.

These papers, like the evil-suppressing nails, are not a man's personal belongings, so even if he placed them close to his body when he was wiped out by the rules, they were still not wiped out together, but remained.

Wei An picked it up and put it on his body temporarily, then picked up the cloth with the life-killing curse that killed the singer.

Because the cloth was far away from the man, it was not erased with him.

The "pop" sound that Wei An heard just now should be the reason why the barrier formed by the man's isolation curse cloth broke.

Because even in an isolated space, the man is affected by this strange rule. Even if he thinks of some unconventional method and has left this strange world, as long as the rule is still there, it can run normally on him.

So the moment the oil lamp went out, the man was still obliterated, and then the isolation spell he created broke because there was no one to preside over it.

Holding the cloth with the Life-Destroying Curse on it and weighing it in his hand for a moment, Wei An felt that he would have to find a few large pieces of cloth to draw the spell on in the future, so that he could put it directly on his body, which would be more convenient for invisibility or isolation.

Instead of having to step on a small piece of cotton with both feet like now, it is very inconvenient to move.

However, the man was able to carry these cloths with spells on them, which showed that he had other means. Wei An could not draw spells in other worlds and bring the cloths into the world of ghost stories.

Unless special means of entry are used, such as being an intruder, or someone who has no identity and is not recognized by the rules of ghost stories.

These are the secrets of the dead man, and they are no longer known.

After taking a look at the king, who had always had amazing strength but poor intelligence, Wei An slowly moved over, and then placed the cloth with the Life-Destroying Curse directly on his body.