Infinite Mask Game

"He's clearly nearby, but I can't sense him... Is he a detective with a 'secret blind spot', or a traveler who has escaped the range with great luck?"

With scarlet eyes flashing, Wei Miao looked at a city shrouded in silence. According to the map positioning she imagined in her mind, the distance between her and the unknown traveler is definitely enough to trigger perception.

Combined with the situation of staying in place when sensing, she thinks it's the former in terms of probability.

While thinking, a black figure flashed into the room in front of her.

"Is he coming for me specifically, or is it a coincidence?"

Zixu's mind turned rapidly.

He can get a cumulative 40 camouflage coefficient from five copies and enter the top 100 of the ball number. His gaming talent is unquestionable.

He performed mediocrely during the day and was not very suitable for that kind of teamwork. It takes energy to reach a consensus, and there is not much room for display.

When he was alone in the escape, he did not feel panic. The panic threshold of old virtual game players is already very high.

"Whether it's a coincidence or not, the only way is to wait. There are only two results, being discovered, or the soul hunter leaves."

Zixu decided to wait and see. His thoughts were clear. If he stayed where he was, thanks to the [Secret Blind Spot], it would be difficult for the soul hunter who couldn't get the perception to find him.

If he moved, the [Secret Blind Spot] would fail, and that would be the end.

Time passed quietly, and the perception of danger still existed.

Zixu had to give up his self-deceiving fantasy and reluctantly admitted that this was not a ghost coincidence.

The soul hunter was really looking for him.

"It shouldn't be, leaving the overall perception until so late? Didn't you find Guan Shanyue through the overall perception at the beginning?"

Zixu didn't expect that Guan Shanyue's misfortune and the blue bird's [Detect Evil] successfully misled him. The former made him mistakenly believe that the soul hunter's overall perception had been used, and the latter made him mistakenly believe that the soul hunter would not come here for the time being.

Otherwise, he would rather run away.

When [Detect Evil] was used, Wei Miao was stopping in front of the candy machine to purchase.

At this point, Zixu could only pray that the soul hunter could not find him.

The soul-soothing field swallowed up all the sounds. He tensed his nerves and stared at the opposite window.

The high-intensity concentration was very exhausting. Zixu had just taken a breath and slacked off a little when he saw a tall black figure walking across from him.

Zixu's heart trembled, and he almost held his breath, stiff as a wax figure.

He watched it walk slowly without looking at him.

"Didn't you see me?"

Zixu was secretly happy and relieved at the same time. Because of the angle, if you don't pay special attention, you may not see him.

"It seems that the soul hunter's eyesight is not good." He teased the soul hunter after surviving the disaster, and even calculated the approximate time for the soul hunter to use the whole perception.

After he squatted down, from the time when the crisis premonition was triggered, according to the direction obtained by [Detect Evil] before, taking into account the travel time and target selection, the time for the whole perception to be used should be between fifteen and twenty minutes.

But he would not go out to take risks until the sense of danger disappeared.

He waited quietly, hoping that the sense of crisis would fade away quickly.

However, reality would not lack dramatic disappointment after all. He was dumbfounded as a tall figure clumsily flipped in from the window behind him and landed heavily.

A solemn killing intent came over him.

The vicissitudes of life and ferocious crow face were facing him, and the giant sickle in its hand was twisted with it.

The afterimage of the blade was like a silver moon.

Zixu just stood up in shock and tried to lean back, but because his back was against the wall, he could not retreat and was cut as expected.

"Ah!"

Zixu instinctively let out a silent scream, and the sickle cut diagonally from his shoulder, almost cutting through most of his body, bringing out a few wisps of misty white smoke.

The feeling of pain in his heart was enough to break the boundary between virtuality and reality, and he almost thought he was going to die.

He suddenly envied the [meaningless pain] carried by the wanderer.

After the blow, Wei Miao did not sharpen the knife immediately, but took a step forward, grabbed his collar with his free left hand, and pressed him roughly against the wall.

Zixu could only stand in the corner with a huge force that he could not resist, and instinctively grabbed the Soul Hunter's sturdy arms with both hands, trying to break free.

However, before he could resist, the Soul Hunter let go.

At this moment, the distance between the two was very close, and the pressure from the two-meter-tall body was overwhelming. If it wanted, it could even give him a wall-bang.

Then, he looked at the Soul Hunter with a painful and inexplicable look and began to sharpen the knife. It tilted the sickle handle, which was more than 1.5 meters long, against the walls on both sides, with the blade facing the side, thus forming a narrow triangle, trapping him in it.

The Soul Hunter followed closely and pressed forward, leaning against the sickle handle, with a somewhat awkward posture. It held the sickle in its right hand, and wiped the blade slowly with its left hand, and its eyes never left him.

The two of them were really "close" to each other. Zixu could smell the faint stench of decay on it. With the scary mask, it took a certain amount of courage to overcome the physical discomfort.

But his focus was on the meaning of this behavior.

"Stuck in the 'model'? Can you play it this way?"

Zixu immediately understood the other party's idea. The tricks of this soul hunter always made him admire.

It actually wanted to use the blockade of the sickle and the size advantage to block him in the corner, so that he could not escape while sharpening the knife.

Zixu was naturally unwilling to sit and wait for death, and his eyes swept up and down through the gaps around it.

What made him desperate was that the opponent's position and angle were obviously considered and perfect. He could not find any loopholes to escape.

In a hurry, he grasped the handle of the knife with both hands and tried his best to push the soul hunter away.

The small space made him unable to exert his strength, not to mention that the soul hunter's strength was more than one level higher than his.

The soul hunter stood still and looked at his meaningless struggle coldly.

Zixu was really a little desperate. This was completely different from the several scripts he had imagined! His [Catapult Start] was useless. He couldn't even execute the first step of the expected escape route. He was trapped to death in the hiding place he chose!

In just ten seconds, Zixu tried various means, even using a headbutt, but he failed to break this wall of flesh.

When the blade glowed again, the soul hunter's retreat allowed Zixu to breathe a sigh of relief, but he knew what was waiting for him afterwards.

He watched in horror as the sickle slashed through his body again, and the tearing pain surged like a tide.

The strength in his body was lost in the blink of an eye, and he fell to the ground against the wall powerlessly, unable to even maintain the stability of his image, and his body outline seemed to have added a layer of fog.

On the status bar of the panel, the words "four layers of damage" and "severely injured and fell to the ground" were bright red and glaring.

This time he was mentally prepared, and he finally maintained his dignity and did not scream.

On the other side, Wei Miao received a prompt.

[The traveler "Detective" has fallen to the ground with serious injuries, you can execute him! ]