Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 237

The originally peaceful shop is now full of terrifying dangers.

The girl stood upright in the distance, and her figure was shrouded in shadows because she was far away from the oil lamp, making her look stiff and blurry.

Her arms maintained a strange posture, and what was surrounded by the void could not be seen by the naked eye, only the mechanical and malicious wow wail echoed in the store, releasing the curse of death.

As if being controlled by a certain invisible force, she walked forward step by step, and the white dress on her body looked particularly gloomy because of this, as if she was a female ghost from a traditional horror movie.

at the same time.

another direction.

"Tick, tick."

In the dimly lit shop, the sound of blood dripping echoed clearly in my ears, and it became more and more urgent, but after just a few dozen seconds, a small pool of blood appeared on the ground.

The surface of the blood splashed and fluctuated, and the rotten and stench of blood became thicker.

A completely different but equally deadly curse of death is being released from that pool of blood.

Under the double curse, the oil lamp burned violently, the flame expanded several times and made a chirp sound, but it was suppressed by the darkness outside and could only barely illuminate a small area inside the counter.

Wu Ya, Acropolis, and Mu Sen stood in the area shrouded in light, staring intently in that direction, observing the direction of the girl's movement not far away.

"..."

Under the dead silence, the faces of all three were pale and solemn, and under the pressure, a little sweat oozes from the tip of the forehead and nose.

Too bad. Too bad.

It couldn't have been worse!

"Damn..." Wu Ya gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid, our worst fear has happened."

The two anchors that Orange Candy took away were all offensive players in the team, in order to concentrate the most elite forces in the team, make a quick decision, and avoid one-time attacks against two waves of curses.

This is a very good decision, but it also carries great risks.

This is a very dangerous and crazy gamble.

If the bet is won, everything will be fine.

This move is equivalent to resolving the original overlapping crisis into a single attack one by one, and the danger they encounter on this floor will be greatly reduced, and the risk will be successfully shared.

However, if the bet is lost, the third curse will break out before the second curse is resolved...

At this time, their team members have dispersed, and the only four people left in the store will face such a terrifying double attack.

Among the four, one is the main member who has just been attacked and has not yet fully recovered, the other is a psychic who can predict death but cannot initiate it, a prophet with a broken arm and a broken arm, and An anchor from the enemy team, unknown depth and strength.

As long as they are a little careless, what awaits them is the cruel annihilation.

And without the prophets and assistants, it is difficult for the remaining people to survive this dungeon.

"What should I do?" Acropolis stared at the scene in front of him, he didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing the moment when the crisis occurred, he asked in a low voice.

"It only takes time."

Wu Ya's face was white, and he took a deep breath slowly, but in just a few seconds, his palms were already sweating, "As long as the captain can get the props in the second painting, one of the curses will disappear, The pressure on our side can be reduced by more than half.”

"In short, use all means to save time and save your life!"

Although it is easy to say, but thinking of the difficulty of implementation, several people couldn't help but sink in their hearts, and gradually produced a lingering sense of despair.

It was so difficult for them to deal with a single wave of curses before, and now they face two overlapping waves of curses...

One of the waves also came from the most dangerous third.

Faced with such a desperate situation, can they really survive successfully until Orange Candy and their return?

While several people were discussing, blood began to seep from multiple locations on the ceiling, dripping down tickly, forming a pool of large or small bloodstains on the ground.

Starting from the first place, each pool of blood that appeared next was closer to the counter than the previous one.

"Tick, tick."

Only a few steps away from the entrance of the counter, the gap in the ceiling began to gradually become scarlet and damp, and then blood began to flow down gradually, and the dripping speed gradually accelerated, but in just a few seconds, a small pool of blood appeared in front of everyone's eyes. .

Under the weak light, the viscous blood is like a mirror, clearly reflecting a small space in the store.

Wu Ya's pupils shrank.

He saw that in the reflection of the pool of blood, a pair of feet could be clearly seen.

Those feet were wearing blood-red embroidered shoes, standing stiffly on the spot, standing motionless on the pool of blood, but in the real world, the top of the pool of blood was empty.

Wu Yahan's hair stood on end, and he lowered his voice and said:

"Be careful, back off!"

While shouting, he pulled the other two back cautiously, his eyes fixed on the gradually expanding pool of blood.

Although they still don't know what the third wave of the curse is and how it kills people, in any case, stay away in time and don't touch it, it will never go wrong.

"Tick."

Without anyone noticing, a drop of sticky, smelly blood fell from behind them and dripped onto the counter.

Just a drop.

The scarlet, semi-circular blood bead quietly invaded the area shrouded by the light of the oil lamp.

"Chichi!" The oil lamp burned frantically, and the turbid, rancid smell of corpse oil was released, mixed with the smell of blood, giving the illusion of almost suffocation.

The semicircular surface of the blood bead acts like a lens under the tension of the liquid.

If someone observes carefully, they can see that a blurry figure is reflected on the surface of the blood drop. It seems to be standing in front of the counter, slowly moving towards the three people in the counter, with their backs facing this direction, stretched out pale white. stiff hands—

Suddenly, the pupils of Acropolis suddenly dilated, the hairs on the back stood on end, and a scream broke through the throat:

"Quick! Get down!!"

Saying that, he rushed forward in a hurry, slammed Wu Ya to the ground, and pressed him under the counter.

"...!!"

Wu Ya was caught off guard by the Acropolis, and he fell backward unprepared.

Soon, he realized that Acropolis' talent is to passively perceive death, which means... he almost faced death just now.

After realizing this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Wu Ya's back.

"Hey, Acropolis, what did you feel just now?"

Acropolis gasped for breath, maintained this posture, raised his head in shock and looked in the direction of the counter: "I, I just felt that a pair of women's hands were reflected in a drop of blood... time, caught your shadow in the drop of blood."

Listening to the description of Acropolis, Wu Ya only felt that his scalp was numb.

At this moment, the area of ​​the blood pool that was only a few steps away from the counter expanded again. The feet in the embroidered shoes slowly stepped forward, took a step forward, and then stopped again, as if waiting for something.

After all, he is also a senior anchor who has experienced multiple instances. After experiencing this heart-pounding attack, Wu Ya also more or less summed up the law of the third curse.

He calmed down and said slowly:

"It seems that these bloodstains are the way the curse in the third painting invades the real world. It can kill people by touching your shadow reflected in the pool of blood."

This is both good news and bad news for the three of them.

The good news is that this time the curse is no longer invaded by a certain anchor, that is to say, the remaining three of them are no longer at risk of becoming the second walking dead.

Following Wen Jianyan, if there is another curse diffuser that cannot move among them, there is absolutely no chance for the remaining two to survive.

And the bad news...

Just as scary.

What they had guessed before was indeed correct. The third wave of the curse was the most ferocious of the three paintings. The other two waves just eroded their lives and could be stopped by the oil lamp. However, this wave of curses could not only directly invade Go to the counter area covered by the oil lantern... and it's still an instant death!

As long as the shadow is touched by the existence in the pool of blood, it will definitely die.

This is too scary.

If only this curse is enough, although the area of ​​the blood pool is expanding, it will take a while to completely cover the entire shop. As long as you change the position in time, you can avoid your shadow from appearing in the blood pool.

but……

The scary thing is that, at the same time, there is the curse of baby crying.

As long as you leave the counter area, you will be attacked.

The combination of the two is almost a dead end.

Mu Sen stood aside, his face was pale, and he kept biting at his only remaining hand, his eyes were bloodshot, and he almost seemed a little nervous.

He knew that his cards had been tested.

He is also a senior anchor, and he can see how terrifying the current situation is... If the other two are still expecting Tangerine Candy to complete the second painting in time, Mu Sen has given up any hope for this.

According to the cards, this is a deadly game that can kill all of them without leaving any of them.

In the second painting, Tangerine Candy also has a high probability of encountering a terrifying danger. Even if he does not die, he will be held back, unable to obtain props in time and return to the store.

How to do how to do!

Mu Sen knew that he was not in danger for the time being, but it was only temporary.

Just now, his figure was also reflected in the blood droplets, but Mu Sen was not attacked, not because of luck, but because Mu Sen had similar props on his body, which could reduce the priority of being attacked. .

But……

If he is the only one left in the shop, this prop will also be useless.

Could it be that... I really want to take the initiative to break three cards to break the current situation?

However, if you do this, your future will be conceivable.

Mu Sen gritted his teeth, his face twisted slightly, and seemed to be in a tear-like tangle and pain.

In extreme despair, he raised his head and looked at Wen Jianyan not far away.

The host who originally thought it would be the key to breaking the game, the host of the hostile faction, directly became the medium for the spread of the curse in the second curse attack. Although the curse would not die before it completely invaded the real world, it also I can only maintain the state of being a walking dead that is unconscious and unable to move, and I can't count on it at all!

Mu Sen's eyes were splitting, and he almost bit his finger under the bandage.

Not far away, the girl still maintained that rigid posture, her hands were wrapped in the void, and she walked forward step by step, as if she had already become a corpse...

Tick, tick.

Blood dripped not far in front of Wen Jianyan, and gradually gathered into a small pool of blood.

Suddenly, Mu Sen was stunned, and looked in Wen Jianyan's direction again.

I don't know if it's his illusion... I always feel that the other party just paused for a while without a trace, but when he looked at it again, he found that he was still maintaining the posture just now, as straight as a puppet. , walked stiffly forward.

and many more! wrong!

Although the girl is still walking forward, but... the direction has changed.

Originally, he had been walking in the direction of the counter, but after a brief pause, Wen Jianyan's walking path shifted subtly, as if he was walking in a certain direction in the store.

And, weirdly enough...

With every step she took, the hair on the top of her head faded a bit.

Infects quickly from the tips of the hair.

In just a few dozen seconds, the girl's originally pure black hair turned into snow-like white, and fell softly on her shoulders, almost blending with the long skirt.

three minutes ago.

Although Wen Jianyan's body is out of control, unlike Wu Ya before, his mind is extremely clear. He can not only see everything that is happening around him, but also hear the conversation of three people not far away.

The pool of blood, the woman's hand, the attack method of the third wave of the curse...

Etc., etc.

Wen Jianyan lowered his head, did not say a word, listened quietly, and quickly thought about the corresponding strategy in his mind.

As he stiffened forward step by step, his eyes naturally fell on the approaching pool of blood.

In the reflection of the pool of blood, a pair of scarlet embroidered shoes stood motionless.

...embroidered shoes?

Wen Jianyan was stunned.

He suddenly recalled that the red-clothed female corpse he had met on the second floor was wearing a pair of red embroidered shoes.

When the third customer came to visit, he was sitting with his back against the counter, so he didn't see the palm exposed when the third customer put down the coin. However, when he saw this pair of embroidered shoes, he remembered it again. The "women's hand" mentioned by Acropolis earlier, Wen Jianyan almost immediately linked this third wave of attacks with the red-clothed female corpse released on the second floor earlier.

So, at that moment, Wen Jianyan had an epiphany.

...he got it.

He knew from which painting the third wave of the curse was released!

Just now, Wen Jianyan turned the whole store around and carefully read the contents of each painting.

Every painting is terrifying and uncomfortable, and every painting has the potential to unleash a curse. There is no clue, even Wen Jianyan dare not conclude that the third customer patronized the .

After linking the third wave of curses with the corpse of the woman in red on the second floor, Wen Jianyan almost instantly determined the location of the third painting—

Near the counter, second from the right.

The scene in the painting is like a wedding room. A woman in a wedding dress sits upright on a wooden bed, her face is covered with a red hijab, looking strange and stiff.

If the third wave of curses is indeed related to the corpse of the woman in red on the second floor, then it definitely comes from this painting!

[Remains of the Holy Infant: Please select the activation form when awakened]

[The mother of the world is 30s (it is detected that the anchor has worn the relevant title, the effect of this form can be improved to a certain extent)]

[Summon a ghost baby for 5 minutes (it is detected that the anchor has worn the relevant title, the effect of this form can be improved to a certain extent)]

Form two.

Wen Jianyan responded in his mind.

Soon, a blue and black ghost baby appeared in front of him, it hung on Wen Jianyan's arm, raised its huge deformed head, stared at him with dark eyes without whites, and giggled. :

"Mommy mommy!"

Seeing the familiar little figure, Wen Jianyan almost felt relieved.

I don't know if he has been in the Nightmare Live Room for a long time. His aesthetics have been distorted to a certain extent. He always feels that... Compared with the faceless corpse of the child in his arms, his ghost baby looks much cuter. what!

"Who is it?" Ghost Infant looked at the corpse in Wen Jianyan's arms, his face twisted jealously: "Mom, why are you holding it?"

"There's no need to deal with it," Wen Jianyan said. "First, change my walking trajectory and go in that direction."

The ghost baby summoned as a prop has a high probability of being unable to suppress the corpse. Moreover, the corpse in Wen Jianyan's arms is just a figurative expression of the curse, as long as the second painting is not obtained. The key item of , there is no way to eliminate the curse, the time for the ghost baby to be summoned is too short, and the number of times is too precious, it should not be consumed on this.

the most important is……

Wen Jianyan has other plans.

The ghost baby reluctantly gave up competing for favor, climbed down Wen Jianyan's arm, and pushed his legs with two small blue-black hands, forcibly changing the direction of Wen Jianyan's walking.

*

Inside the counter, the other two other than Mu Sen also realized the difference.

The three stood where they would not be reflected in the pool of blood, staring at Wen Jianyan not far away with horror on their faces.

The opponent's movements were stiff, and he walked forward step by step. The color of his hair has completely changed, becoming a cold and pure silver-white. It seems to still glow faintly in the dim light, with an inexplicable beauty.

Wu Ya whispered: "What's going on? Could it be that the way of cursing has changed?"

"do not know."

Acropolis shook his head blankly, showing the same unsure expression.

Wen Jianyan walked towards the corner of the shop, where there was a scarlet wooden bed.

The next second, they watched helplessly as Wen Jianyan's knees bent under the influence of some invisible force, and then sat down stiffly in the center of the bed.

"!!"

Acropolis was taken aback: "Wait, when you were possessed by a curse, were you conscious?"

Wu Ya shook his head again, and was equally astonished: "Not at all, I feel like I'm in a state of suspended animation. I can't hear, see, or feel anything."

Suddenly, Mu Sen heard a sound, subtle and clear, almost imperceptible if you didn't listen carefully, but it was extremely familiar.

"Crack... Kick."

He was stunned for a moment, and seemed to realize something. He hurriedly lowered his head, opened the pocket at his waist, and took out a wooden sign from it.

Thin, spider silk-like lines spread on the wooden sign, gradually cracking, making a subtle "click" sound.

Exactly the same as before.

However, seeing this exact same scene, Mu Sen was not angry this time, only ecstatic!

Passively breaking the game, he only needs to sacrifice one wooden card, instead of actively breaking three wooden cards and scrapping a whole deck of cards!

At the same time, as the wooden sign gradually shattered, the dead end from the last deduction was loosened, and Mu Sen's inspiration was finally smooth again, so he quickly deduced the current situation.

"Look, she walked through several pools of blood just now, but the curse in the pool of blood didn't attack her."

Mison opened his mouth.

Wu Ya and Acropolis were taken aback, and subconsciously looked towards the path Wen Jianyan had just walked.

Indeed, there were several pools of blood, large and small, on the road that the other party walked. Whether she stepped over or stepped on it, she was not attacked by the curse.

"I understand!"

Wu Ya was suddenly startled and seemed to realize something:

"When I was possessed by a curse, didn't I fall into a state of suspended animation?"

The other two nodded.

Wu Ya said slowly, "Now, she should be in the exact same state as I was back then. In this state, the dungeon will judge her as the medium for the spread of the curse, that is, a corpse, not a human being."

"...Ah," Acropolis was stunned: "That's why the curse in the pool of blood won't attack her! Because for the third wave of the curse, she is already a corpse!"

"Using this state, she can even resist the mortal darkness in [Prosperity Building]... Because it is impossible for a dead person to die again." Wu Ya sucked in a breath of cold air, her voice erratic, and said slowly.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"……I go."

"……I go."

"……I go!!!!"

"What kind of bug genius is this!!!"

"right."

Wu Ya nodded, staring at the figure of the young girl not far away, her eyes flashing with strange light, and she said word by word:

"Although I don't know how she did it, she must have found a way to maintain her sanity in this state, and is ready to use this state to enter the third painting and find the source of the curse!"

"And, as long as she enters the third painting, the terrifying cry will also leave, and we will be able to act on our own."

Wu Ya's breathing was slightly rapid, and her face flushed with excitement.

In other words, the terrifying death situation that almost made them feel hopeless, just like this, by a person who they thought was incapacitated and had become a walking corpse, in a way that they couldn't imagine, just like this...

broken.

After realizing this, the two stared blankly at the place where Wen Jianyan had disappeared, and the exact same horrified thoughts appeared in their minds.

too strong.

Really too strong.

Whether it is a backup tool to reverse the situation, or the thinking ability to find loopholes, or even a means of breaking out of the inherent framework...

Is this really the level that an ordinary anchor can achieve?