I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

Chapter 459 Chapter 458 Why don’t you come and die?

"In short... this is the situation. Regardless of whether that old bastard is trying to scare people or not, you have to be more careful after the gambling is over. If necessary, you can come to my house directly, so that he will definitely not dare to touch you. …

There is no need to worry too much. This old bastard actually has no strength or background. He is just keen on making public appearances and attending various activities. He has a bit of a reputation. And then he has a family-style private society under his banner, which is a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps. They compliment each other together, so once the [story] is lost, all that is left is to scare people. "

Old Olga truthfully conveyed the disputes and threats to Lloyd through private channels, reminding him to be careful and pay attention, but not to worry too much.

"Okay, I understand. Just don't worry, I can handle it myself."

Lloyd said to the small Xiuzhen bottle, feeling helpless and funny for a moment.

If you're good at it, practice more, and if you can't afford to lose, don't play. Why don't you understand?

As for the other person saying that he wants to cause trouble for himself, that can only mean...

But don’t miss it!

It’s just a seventh-level [Story] path, not to mention that you’ve exported your strongest weapon, so what else is there to be afraid of?

The seventh-level powerhouse Mayer issued a declaration of victory in advance through private channels.

In his opinion, his biggest obstacle was Jefferson and the inquisitor he brought. But at the end of the second round, his time was not worth mentioning. Olga in the first round only had nine. hour, then as long as everything goes according to plan, the final winner must be himself.

Therefore, Jefferson's stern voice had little impact except for making Lloyd smile. He was still chewing on the tome as usual, practicing ancient breathing techniques from time to time, and then waiting for the last round of [Story] to begin. .

Moreover, this guy didn't even dare to threaten the fifth-level judge. He only dared to stare at himself, the fourth-level judge. He was a typical bully and afraid of the strong.

I'm waiting for the final victory, what are you waiting for?

Wouldn't it be better to come and die quickly?

Lloyd felt that he had a guaranteed victory, but coincidentally, the last two opponents thought the same way.

After some calculations, Mayer had already declared himself the eighth-level agent in his heart.

"We won! As long as we kill the old bastard Jefferson, with Olga's 9 hours, it's impossible to come back. We have already won!"

It was the graduate from the [Curse] department who was reluctant to take action, which made him feel a little unhappy.

What's more, in terms of personal relationships outside of gambling, I need to be more familiar with Jefferson. Then I can promise him some benefits and let him fully support me to win the last game.

But if you really leave like this, you will offend Mizkatok and a seventh-level expert with considerable strength and power at the same time, and you will die faster...

It turned out that it was the graduate he found, but at this time, he was beating a drum in his heart.

His intuition was reminding him that he was in danger, and it was best to find a way to get out as soon as possible. Don't continue to get involved, which might lead to death.

They are simply dishonest, losers, and tasteless, and are looked down upon by others. As an advanced young man with higher education, Lloyd despises this kind of person the most.

At this point, he had no way to look back. He could only check his curses and arrangements over and over again, trying to find the reason for his uneasiness.

But no matter how I checked, it looked flawless.

The rituals in the room have been successfully controlled by him, and the curse that is not threatening for the time being has been quietly planted.

Even the results of divination tend to be optimistic.

So what are the factors that cause you to feel uneasy?

Could it be that there is some powerful force behind this kid? If you kill him, will you suffer even more brutal revenge?

But that doesn’t matter, right? Having a [contract] to testify for yourself should be enough to clear yourself from suspicion.

I have been studying in Mizkatok for many years, and I have already mastered [curses] very well. I am especially good at secretly casting curses. After graduation, I have quietly killed many people with curses...

In the end, he acted impulsively and killed his classmates without preparation, which led to today's situation.

But when fully prepared, he couldn't imagine anyone finding a flaw in him.

So...can you win?

No... we can definitely win!

The graduate clenched his fist vigorously and gritted his teeth.

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In this way, everyone ushered in the morning of the third day relatively safely.

Lloyd completed the 'daily check-in' step by step, and then evenly distributed the 10 attribute points obtained last night and this morning between [Inspiration] and [Cognition]. One reached 450 points, and the other reached 825 points.

Then he got up, practiced breathing techniques, and checked the rituals in the room. It turned out that the graduate last night still didn't do anything.

"Hmm... It seems like this guy is really planning to do something again in [the story]?"

Lloyd pursed his lips and smiled again.

"But he doesn't seem to realize that if he enters [the story], I can interfere with him?"

Speaking of this, Lloyd has always found it a bit strange. It seems that except for old Olga who noticed something and mentioned it to him through private channels, the Jefferson yesterday seemed not to be aware of his actions at all?

Didn't even the two opponents, who were drawn by me to arrange the 'plot', notice anything strange?

Even old Olga, who said she noticed something was wrong, didn't know why. She only knew that she had done something, but she didn't ask too much and didn't seem to take it to heart.

It seems that this kind of interference through [Projection] and Tentacle Grass is quite secretive?

Or is this taking advantage of some of the characteristics of the [story] itself? After all, the power of [story] itself has the effect of interfering with thinking and memory.

Forget it, don’t think about it now, let’s talk about it after we finally get out.

Lloyd didn't think any more and lay down on the bed, ready for the last round of gambling.

Soon, a narration came to his ears, and he began to arrange a persona for himself as a failed middle-aged man.

It's probably the kind of template where the future is hopeless, the wife is unfaithful, and the children are unfilial.

Then as soon as they entered the plot, they came to a rooftop and were contemplating suicide. However, they were dissuaded by a sneaky person who looked like a cultist and began to introduce their Heavenly Father and Savior…

What follows should be a story about an ordinary person being bullied and tortured by this group of cultists, right?

Lloyd couldn't help but wonder. Is this really a plot that normal people can come up with?

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