After entering the infinite game, the full-level boss pretends to be new again

Chapter 158 Carnival Forest [28]

The sound of the gagged player whimpering in horror echoed in his ears, and the next second, the Cardinal, who was not surprised, slashed the back of the neck with a knife, knocked the person unconscious, and then gave the sacrifice to him as usual. It was taken.

Qu Zhimo clapped his hands in disgust, and wiped off the dirt that didn't exist on his hands bit by bit.

He raised his head slightly, and looked coldly at the player who was dragged away, which was also his ticket.

The law of the infinite world has always been like this, not to mention that this dungeon mission is special. It requires that one person must be sacrificed to complete the mission. It is almost straightforward to tell the players that players who are not strong enough will be directly screened out.

Qu Zhimo's complexion was as usual.

He didn't feel any other emotions about this behavior, even in his original world, the world of rivers and lakes where he was called the son of luck, the winner is king.

Of course, the rules here are obviously more cruel.

Qu Zhimo turned his head back calmly, he looked at the girl who was standing not far from him, but was always hidden in the crowd and never came forward, the little girl looked very indifferent, she was always standing in the crowd with her arms folded Among them, there was no intention of stepping forward.

Why don't you come over?

Qu Zhimo frowned slightly, with some puzzlement in his eyes.

So far, he is probably the only one who knows about Yan Qing's background. The book-traveling tasker who has experienced countless worlds is not as cute and harmless as he looks on the surface.

It's just that Yan Qing herself also understands how easy it is for her looks to make people relax their vigilance, approach her obediently, and then say some beautiful words that will never come true in a hypocritical manner, and finally turn around and leave mercilessly.

Won't even remember people in Quest World.

Talk nonsense and forget it faster than anyone else.

There was a moment of indifference in Qu Zhimo's eyes. He slightly raised his eyes to look at the young man standing next to Yan Qing who was listening to the girl's speech with downcast eyes.

what happened……

Obviously knowing that Yan Qing could never give his heart to anyone, why did he feel a strong sense of uneasiness when he saw her smiling and standing beside Shi Yan.

Yan Qing's expression was the same as when he was facing him, but there seemed to be something different.

...Obviously they were all laughing.

There is nothing unusual in the expression and demeanor.

Qu Zhimo suppressed the feeling of strangeness in his heart, turned around and entered the interior of the church in silence, he thought indifferently, he was really crazy, to think that Yan Qing's expression seemed inexplicably real.

Obviously this person is fake from beginning to end.

He hadn't gone far when he heard a noise coming from the entrance of the church behind him. Originally there were only the cries and screams of sacrifices at the door, but the sound at this time was a little different. mean.

Qu Zhimo paused, and the bishop in white who led him in reminded him in a low voice: "Please don't stay too long, the front is the first selection site of the Holy See, and after passing the first selection, you will have a chance to enter the temple .”

Temple?

Qu Zhimo smiled, "Can I see God?"

The white-clothed bishop's expression became a little more serious: "My lord will only communicate with the high priest, and will not meet me directly."

"That's really boring." Qu Zhimo shrugged with a regretful expression.

The carnival should have something to do with this dungeon god, but the time is too short, and there is not much information.

It is really too difficult to meet the dungeon god from a certain perspective.

Qu Zhimo's expression was indifferent for a moment.

If there are gods in the real world, which god's plaything is this almost absurd infinite world?

……

……

"... Each other's tickets?"

When he heard the information reported by the bishop in white, the high priest was standing in the innermost hall of the temple. He was dressed in a holy white robe, and his gestures and gestures carried an indescribable majesty.

The bishop in white kept bowing his head respectfully and did not dare to look up, but the high priest remained silent all the time. He boldly raised his eyes and glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and then he froze in place.

The seat made of hollow gold wire placed on the highest pedestal inside the temple was originally unoccupied, and even the high priest would not sit on it, because it was specially made for the gods enshrined. Made seats.

But at this moment, there was a person sitting on that seat.

Because it was just a hasty glance, the bishop in white didn't dare to look any further, and could only hurriedly lower his head before the high priest noticed.

In a glimpse, he only saw that the person sitting on the seat was a young man, lying lazily on the seat, directly stepping his feet on the hollow gold seat that symbolized the holiness of the gods , I can't see the expression clearly, I can only feel the aura that seems to be of the same origin as the high priest lingering around the boy.

The bishop in white suddenly lowered his head.

There can only be one person who can sit on this seat and be in front of the high priest.

—the gods they enshrine to this day.

The voice of the high priest slowly came down from the high platform: "...do you have any comments, my lord?"

Lying on his back on the seat, the boy with a bored expression touched the half mask on his face, he raised his eyes calmly, and there was an inexplicable smile in his eyes when he heard the phrase "each other is a ticket" Concerned, he lowered his eyes and spoke slowly: "It's very interesting to bring them here."

The high priest stood aside quietly, he just nodded and lowered his eyes, conveying the boy's meaning.

The bishop in white was about to leave after receiving the order, but when he was about to turn around and leave, the person sitting on the high platform seemed to remember something again, slowly sat up straight, and cleared his throat gently.

"I like cats very much." The man wrote lightly: "So, if someone comes with a cat during the selection process of the Holy See, let him also come to see me."

The bishop in white didn't understand why, but he still nodded in agreement.

When he turned around and walked out of the inner hall of the temple, the white-clothed bishop was still a little troubled.

My lord... like cats?

This is not such a rare hobby, but how could someone hold a cat to participate in the selection?

It's so inexplicable.

It hasn't been too long since this rant was formed. When the bishop in white came out of the temple and passed the church, he saw a boy with a dazed expression being led in. He was holding a kitten in his arms, and the cat was purring. With a sound, he rubbed his furry head against the boy's arm.

The boy's expression was a bit unbelievable: "You said... There is a little boy who claims to be my ticket?"

The bishop in white who led the boy walked over looked back at him, and repeated in a flat tone: "Yes, the Holy See never talks nonsense when doing things."

"You guys are mistaken, I'm..." Dale's expression was a little depressed, he held the cat in his arms, and even the light in his eyes was broken.

(End of this chapter)