Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 18

The live broadcast square is boiling.

Just a minute ago, the D-level dungeon of Decai Middle School suddenly dashed on the list without warning, floating up four areas in an instant, and jumped directly to the top of the entire square! Tied for third place with a B-level copy, while the other two copies above it are all A-level.

how is this possible? This is something that has never happened before! In the end what happened!

The audience in the live broadcast square was sensational, and immediately rushed to the live broadcast hall of [Decai Middle School].

Under the name of the copy, the blood-red logo flashed.

Lobby difficulty level: d+

The highest unlock progress in history: 100

Watch value: a

"God!! 100%! An anchor has completed the 100% progress of the dungeon of Decai Middle School! This is the completion of the main story!"

"Not only has the difficulty increased, but the viewing value has also increased! My mother, my mother, my mother! What the hell happened in this dungeon!"

"And it seems that there are still several hours left until the end of the dungeon, right? The main story is completed so soon? What kind of perverts are the anchors in this dungeon!"

"Good cow, good cow! I rushed!"

While the audience was having a heated discussion, suddenly, one audience member realized a blind spot that had been overlooked before:

"Huh? Wait, I remember that if the main story is completed ahead of schedule and the 100% progress is made, the dungeon will end automatically, right?"

"……it seems to be like this."

The other audience members were stunned.

Yes, it stands to reason that no matter how much time is left in the dungeon to survive, as long as the main task is completed, the entire dungeon will be automatically cleared.

but……

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but turn their attention to the upper right corner of the live broadcast hall.

There, the bright red characters are slowly flashing, which is extremely dazzling and cannot be ignored at all.

【live】

live.

Almost at the same time, the exact same question appeared in the hearts of all the audience:

Why isn't this copy over yet?

Wen Jianyan's eyes were spinning.

A strong sense of weightlessness was pulling him, and the whole person seemed to be falling down quickly, a sense of fear strangled his neck, and the feeling of suffocation made his eyes dark——

"Well……!"

Before fainting, Wen Jianyan let out a muffled groan and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The word "earth" is not accurate enough.

Underneath was a thick black shadow, and the only thing I could feel was the coldness that oozes from it.

Looking around, you can only see the boundless darkness. This space seems to be independent of the entire world. The passage of time has long stopped, and there is a dead silence in the ears.

Wen Jianyan could only hear the sound of chaotic and rapid breathing, the beating of his heart was chaotic and irritable, and the blood pumped to his ears, hitting his eardrums suddenly, so loud that he couldn't think calmly.

He took a deep breath, moved his eyes with some difficulty, and slowly looked not far away.

The entire space was pitch black, but for some reason, the phantom that had been called "Father God" by the mirror was still clearly visible.

... he can no longer be called a phantom.

His body is solid and stable, the waist down is immersed in the shadows, and on the slender and pale limbs, the strange runes of claws and claws spread along the firm texture.

In all fairness, this male's body is exceptionally perfect, almost transcending the boundaries of gender, like a work of art, and the dark runes add a bit of evil and wild beauty to it.

Wen Jianyan felt the hair on her back.

There was a huge power he couldn't understand sleeping in the opponent's body. Because of his existence, the entire space was filled with a high-density sense of oppression. If it wasn't for the fact that there was no way to escape, Wen Jianyan would turn around without looking back. Just run, run as far as you can, never get half a step closer to the opponent.

He raised his hand and wiped his face vigorously.

calm down.

According to what is known now, there is a high probability that this "Father" will not be able to wake up temporarily, otherwise "Mr. Mirror" will not go to great lengths to collect human souls, just to wake him up.

Therefore, now, I should focus on finding a way to leave, instead of worrying about the phantom problem.

After straightening his thoughts, Wen Jianyan calmed down a lot.

In this space, except for the sleeping "Father", there is only a boundless void and dead silence, and there is no way to find a way out here.

Wen Jianyan opened the live broadcast interface.

As soon as he opened it, he was taken aback.

The number of online users displayed in the upper right corner of the live broadcast room has tripled, almost approaching 30,000!

Obviously, when the anchor turns off and turns on the hidden barrage function, there will be prompts inside the live broadcast room.

Therefore, almost the moment Wen Jianyan opened the barrage, the entire live broadcast room was swiped by the enthusiastic audience.

"Oh oh oh! The anchor is here! The anchor is here!"

"Come here! Congratulations to the anchor for completing the main story! I just don't know why the dungeon hasn't ended yet, is there anyone who knows what to do? [Reward Points 50]"

"Ah, ah, ah, the anchor nb! Continue to squat on the anchor's tuba!"

"? What? Am I the only one who clicked in because of the anchor's face? My wife posted it!"

"The rival guna in front of you! My wife ignores him, my wife is here to lie to me! [100 reward points]"

Wen Jianyan: "..."

?

I don't know why, but I always feel that the direction of the barrage is a bit weird.

After ignoring the strange barrages, Wen Jianyan suddenly saw a very crucial barrage, and accurately captured the hidden information.

He was slightly startled:

"So, as long as the main quest is completed, will the dungeon automatically end?"

"Yes yes yes!"

"No matter how long it takes to survive, as long as the main quest is completed, all players in the entire dungeon can automatically clear the level."

That's weird.

Wen Jianyan touched his chin and asked, "Speaking of which, have you seen the sleeping man over there in the live broadcast room of other anchors?"

"No eh..."

"I really haven't seen it, but it looks a bit good-looking from this angle."

"This should be the boss in this dungeon, right? I don't know. After all, the highest unlocking degree before this dungeon was only 72. The current highest record is still created by you."

...to the end, there was still no clue.

Wen Jianyan sighed, and after a simple thank you, he closed the barrage again, and opened the store interface with the last glimmer of expectation.

——Maybe there are some props that can help him escape?

Although the previous points have been emptied once, but after several tasks completed later, and after receiving numerous rewards from the audience, Wen Jianyan's current point balance is very sufficient, even if the items in the system mall have not yet arrived To the point of buying all of them, it is enough to buy some expensive and precious props.

However, when Wen Jianyan opened the store interface with confidence, his whole person suddenly felt bad.

All the items in the store are gray, no matter how he clicks, he can't buy it.

In just a few seconds, he went from a rich man with ten thousand fortune to a poor man who had nowhere to spend even though he held ten thousand fortune.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

I want to hit someone.

I really suspect you're fucking targeting me, rubbish studio!

He took a deep breath, suppressed his resentment, and opened the live broadcast room again.

Obviously, other viewers in the live broadcast room have not seen this scene.

They gave advice to Wen Jianyan, but most of them were of no practical value until—

"Why don't the anchor go to that NPC to find clues? Maybe there will be a way to leave."

Wen Jianyan's eyelids bounced ominously twice.

He hadn't thought about this road.

But as a life-saving person who is used to seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, he has been trying to find other ways to avoid close contact with the NPC who is dangerous at first sight.

But... now it seems that there is no way to go other than this way.

Wen Jianyan sighed in frustration.

He closed the barrage, then moved one step at a time, reluctantly approaching the sleeping man not far away—

I don't know if it's because of the peaceful coexistence for a short period of time, Wen Jianyan has gradually become accustomed to the terrifying aura surrounding the other party, and even looked at the other party's face with leisurely curiosity.

As the distance got closer, the face of the other party gradually became clearer.

It was a very pale face, as lifeless as ice.

However, his facial features are extremely handsome.

Even the word handsome is insignificant.

That kind of shocking, purely visual impact has almost exceeded common sense, to the point of absurdity, attracting everyone's attention like a magnetic pole.

He floated peacefully in the darkness, his long black hair spread out like water, and fell on the white marble-like texture.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Well, looking so good-looking, the probability of being a ghost is even greater.

He cautiously stopped a few steps away from the man.

While Wen Jianyan was trying to do psychological work for herself, a cold mechanical voice suddenly sounded in her ears:

[E-class anchor... zi zi... quest is being released...]

In the dark and dead silence, Wen Jianyan was almost moved when he heard such a familiar voice.

until……

【? ? Task: with? ? ? body. Liquid exchange for thirty seconds]

Wen Jianyan: "………………"

He stared blankly at the blood-red 30-second countdown that was attached to his line of sight, and fell into silence.

ha?

……What did you say?

what task? Exchange what?

You are sick! ! What a hell of a mission!

Wen Jianyan was a little broken.

He opened his live broadcast interface and refreshed it repeatedly, but the task appeared steadily on the edge of his line of sight. The bright red font seemed to mock him silently above his head:

【00:30】

"..." Wen Jian said.

I'll go to your uncle's stupid live broadcast room.

However, up to now, in order to leave this dark and strange space, even if the task is strange and outrageous, Wen Jianyan has to bite the bullet and give it a try.

The so-called body/fluid exchange generally comes in two ways, kissing, or some kind of physical communication that cannot be broadcast live.

However, in the face of the weird NPC who is not human, non-ghost and almost corpse, no matter what he looks like, Wen Jianyan is not ready to adopt either of the two strategies of kissing him or hitting him - he admits that he still It's not that heavy, and it doesn't have the habit of broadcasting such private things live.

Wen Jianyan took a step forward.

The man fell asleep silently in front of him, looking like an oversized ticking time bomb.

Wen Jianyan frowned and bit her fingertips, red blood gushing out of the wound.

—Blood is also a body/fluid.

He took a deep breath and stretched out his hand.

The white and bloody fingertips stayed on the other side's tightly closed pale lips for a few seconds, and then, with a slap, bright red and hot blood dripped down onto the man's lower lip and flowed into the gap between the lips.

Wen Jianyan closed her eyes forcefully, and finally made five seconds of mental preparation before she gathered up the courage and pressed her fingertips down.

The man's lips were as cold as ice, and the extremely low temperature seemed to stimulate Wen Jianyan's fingertips.

But what surprised him was that, contrary to the marble-like cold and pale appearance, the other party's lips were soft, and under his tense strength, they opened slightly without resistance.

"..."

Even more fucking weird.

Wen Jianyan shivered, getting rid of the goose bumps that had risen on her skin, then she gritted her teeth, her heart swayed, she simply did not do it, she used her fingertips to pry open the other person's closed teeth, The warm and bloody finger pulp pressed against the other's unresponsive tongue.

【00:29】

The blood-red countdown above his head began to move. Although it was slow, the number was decreasing steadily and smoothly.

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems to work.

He stared at the beating numbers above his head tormented. Thirty seconds, which could have passed by in the blink of an eye, seemed extraordinarily long now. Every second seemed to be a century apart.

Suddenly, the numbers stopped.

【00:12】

When there were more than ten seconds left, the blood-red countdown suddenly stopped, and there was no trace of movement.

Wen Jianyan blinked in disbelief.

what happened?

After a brief panic, Wen Jianyan quickly realized the problem—the most likely reason was that the wound was too small and no longer oozing blood.

If I had known that I had bitten harder just now, I wouldn't have to suffer a second injury now.

He sighed with a headache, ready to pull his fingers back.

——The next second, the feeling of being bitten by the fingertips.

"!"

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, widened her eyes suddenly, and looked down in horror.

A pair of golden pupils stared at him in the dark.

The color is like molten gold, revealing a kind of inorganic enthusiasm and cruelty. He silently stares at the young man in front of him, like a predator staring at his prey, bloody, inhuman, primitive and powerful.

Almost chills down the spine, blood clots.

"..."

At that moment, Wen Jianyan had the illusion that he was captured.

He was rooted under his feet, unable to move in fear.

Until the cold and soft tip of the tongue clings to it, wet and flexible like a snake, it tightly wraps the young man's white fingertips, licking and sucking greedily.

Do not!

Wen Jianyan woke up suddenly, his pupils shrank, and the whole person began to struggle!

However, the dark and peaceful shadow around him boiled up, squirming as if it had taken on life. The dark shadow wrapped around the youth's waist, thighs, and arms, and then dragged him toward the man's direction—!

Wen Jianyan suddenly realized something.

These darkness... this space... itself is a part of the opponent's body.

This, how does this play!

Wen Jianyan's whole body was tightly bound, and the muscles on his body were tense in tension and fear, but he couldn't move one bit, he could only watch the man getting closer and closer.

The upper body covered with strange runes leaned over.

A deeper, thicker darkness rolled around, spreading and licking every inch of the youth's skin, devouring his body little by little.

……pain.

It's more of emptiness and numbness than pain.

The body is disappearing, and the tightly bound limbs have lost their sense of existence.

The strength in the body is lost little by little.

After a brief trance and daze, Wen Jianyan suddenly realized that he was being eaten.

- Literally "edible".

Wen Jianyan's pupils trembled, and the swear words that had accumulated in his mind for a lifetime lingered on the tip of his tongue, trying to pour out all of a sudden.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! ! !

What the hell! ! !

A pair of pale and strong arms solidified from the darkness, and black runes spread across the texture.

The man had already let go of Wen Jianyan's fingers at this moment, he stretched out his hand, hugged the young man's waist intimately, and pulled him into his arms.

He leaned down gently and touched the side of the young man's neck with the tip of his icy nose, as if he was sniffing the other person's warm and trembling skin, enjoying the fresh fragrance of flesh and blood.

Wen Jianyan shivered for a moment, then leaned back subconsciously, trying to avoid the other party's terrifying and dangerous behavior.

Unfortunately, his struggles were almost ineffective.

It's over, it's over, it's over.

It's really going to be eaten now.

When Wen Jianyan was in despair, at this moment, a voice sounded in his ear: [The fruit of lies is ripe]

【Are you edible? 】

Wen Jianyan's eyes widened, and she answered decisively, "Yes!"

A hundred times, ten million times!

[Please tell a lie to the subject in front of you, it will become a fact unconditionally, the time limit is one minute]

【You have three chances】

Almost too late to think about it, Wen Jianyan looked at the man in front of him and said at the fastest speed, "You never woke up!"

Gululu.

In mid-air, the delicate ten-sided dice began to turn.

【27/20】

【fail】

Wen Jianyan: "..."

My lucky value, you cheer up!

【You have two more chances】

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth: "...you can't hurt me."

Gululu.

【98/40】

【Big failure】

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Help.

【You have another chance】

The inorganic voice sounded again.

With the passage of time, Wen Jianyan's body has been unable to move, and has completely lost consciousness from below the chest cavity.

The other party seemed to realize the unwillingness and resistance of the prey in his arms, and his arms tightened in displeasure.

Along with the whining of the bones, a gasp was caught deep in the throat.

Wen Jianyan's eyes darkened, and there was a creepy touch on the skin on the side of his neck.

The man buried his head between his neck, and greedily licked the warm and white neck of the young man with his smooth and cold tongue. His sharp teeth picked up a little flesh and ground it finely, as if he was tasting delicious food.

... Of course, for the ghost in front of him, he is indeed delicious food.

Lick, lick, lick your uncle's lick.

Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth and showed a hideous smile. When he was about to die, he couldn't care about anything else. With anger full of nowhere to vent, he said unscrupulously and maliciously:

"You love me so much that you can't wait to be my dog."

Gululu.

【1/5】

【Big success】

[The lie is judged successfully]