midnight ten

The proposal was so creative that Demos was in a daze for a while, and was even led away by the other party's train of thought for a few seconds. Subconsciously, he began to think about this kind of waste that entered the end of the level by picking up leaks. In fact, he had no strength at all. Perhaps it is really up to the gatekeeper to correct the deviation and kick to [Ultimate Fear].

Until Xia Shanhu blinked his big expectant eyes and asked him: "How is it?"

Demus' thoughts that almost slipped into a ditch were finally brought back on track.

Correct the bias value?

Sorry, but that's not the job of a gatekeeper.

What's more, this kind of waste is not worth his wasting effort to kick: "When you reach [Ultimate Fear], you will only die faster."

Xiashanhu was afraid of missing this only chance to survive: "How will you know if you don't try, at least get me over there to have a look!"

Demos tilted his head slightly, raised his fingers and rubbed the center of his brows, a trace of boredom flashed in his eyes: "Struggling with reason is a good quality, but putting it on trash is beyond self-control." He put down his hand, and his voice gradually sank , It was depressing like a cloud, "Low, weak, without any competitiveness in the level, and still can't figure out your position... You really have gathered all the things I hate the most."

Xiashanhu's lips trembled twice, trying to defend himself, but under Demus' cold gaze, he didn't say anything in the end.

In a sense, what Demus said was true.

He is indeed weak, with his small body right there, no matter how much he trains, he won't be able to become the brawny men in the organization, and then the stationery tree is just like that, the main defense, the attack power and the five scum.

To be able to get here safely, all the way depends on hugging thighs - hugging organization, hugging teammates, hugging luck.Occasionally, a sudden flash of inspiration, hugging the cleverness, is barely worthless.

Being despised and insulted is not the most embarrassing thing.

The most embarrassing thing is that you have no confidence to refute.

Everyone saw Xia Shanhu's emotional changes.Although he was too scared to cry before, he still dared to make the miraculous request of "transfer" to Demosti with his own energy; but now, he has been completely suppressed by Demosthene.

Demos didn't even make a move, didn't pry into the more embarrassing fear in his heart, just revealed an obvious fact, the opportunity was given by Xiashanhu himself, and he was psychologically defeated in all aspects.

As passers-by, they don't want to see anyone surrounded by purple light.

But Xia Shanhu surrendered without a fight at this moment, which made them angry again.

The dim light in the temple, at some point, had a subtle shift in the angle of illumination.

The pillars, statues, gatekeepers, passers-by, all shadows are elongated.

Downhill Tiger just stood in the shadow of Deimos.

The delicate face was covered with a layer of darkness, and the shrunken eyes tried to find the light, but they could only see the dark evening dress of the gatekeeper.

"There's nothing to talk about," Demos shook his head, "You're so weak that I don't even bother to look at your fear."

He made no secret of his intention to call it quits as soon as possible.

Xia Shanhu's face instantly despaired.

Demos remained unmoved, his eyes converged and concentrated, and he looked directly into Xiahu's eyes.

Another one is going to die.

The passers-by are too familiar with this scene, but they still can't adapt to it. Every life that is easily deprived is a sarcasm reminder over and over again. In front of the passers-by, you are just ants...

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The sudden howling of ghosts and wolves, and the dry land exploded in the temple like thunder, scared everyone, especially the nearest non-badge camp, and their heartbeat almost stopped suddenly.

I saw Xia Shanhu raised his hands to cover his face tightly, expressing his firm stance with a heart-piercing scream: "I don't want to die——I absolutely don't want to look into your eyes——"

Demus: "..."

All passers-by: "..."

If you are stared at, you will die, so I will not let you look at each other. This wave of physical defense is simply not too scientific!

For so many years, Demos felt insulted for the first time.

And because the insult was too simple and rude, he didn't even maintain his usual composure, and stretched out his hand directly, trying to tear off Xia Shanhu's two obtrusive arms.

Xiashanhu lost his vision, but his sense of touch became more acute. As soon as he was touched by Demos' hand, he immediately flung it away, rushed out of the non-badge camp in a panic, covered his face and ran forward, regardless of direction, whether he would or not. I will hit the wall, but I just continue to complain for myself while running: "I am still young, and I still have room to grow! If you kill me now, you will kill a seedling, a hope, and a rising sun! Anyway, I definitely don't want to die Here it is—”

"thump!"

Xiashanhu, who couldn't see the way, happened to run near a certain pillar at the end of the temple, and was tripped by Cui Zhan, the team leader who was lying under the pillar and was still unconscious.

The handsome young man fell all over the place, but fortunately, Team Leader Cui was covering him, so he didn't suffer too much injury.But at the same time, he also found that there was a wall in front of him, and there was nowhere to escape, so he could only get up, bite the bullet and turn around, watching the whole scene through slightly spread fingers.

Passers-by: "..."

They want to apologize to Xia Shanhu.

Completely overwhelmed by Demos' aura?No sense of resistance?Are you angry?

This desire to survive that breaks through the sky is about to blow up the entire temple!

Everyone has the desire to survive, but in the face of the absolute difference in strength that cannot be countered at all, not everyone can allow the desire to survive to overwhelm fear.If you can't suppress it, you are "accepting your fate", and if you pass it, it is now that even the screams sound high-spirited.

It's a pity that Demus doesn't accept this trick.

"Don't be dying," he said step by step, walking down the mountain tiger, his expression and gait regained his composure, "Your result is already doomed, why can't you be like those people before, be more obedient, be more calm, and accept it quietly? "

Xiashanhu: "I——no—accept—accept!"

If you don't look at the movement of him covering his eyes, this sound is definitely sonorous and powerful.

Demos smiled, as if looking at a poor bug: "Do you really think I can't kill you as long as you cover your eyes?"

Xia Shanhu froze.

Demos was still approaching him: "I just want you to walk more comfortably, if you insist, then you have to change another painful method."

Xia Shanhu put down his hand covering his face little by little, his eyes were a little dazed and confused.

He didn't want to believe what Demus said.

But his intuition told him that it was true.

Demos came to Xiashanhu.

The mountain tiger retreated uncontrollably, and Demos continued to move forward until the back of the mountain tiger touched the corner of the wall, and then Demus stopped, leaning against the pillar beside him, only one step away from the mountain tiger.

"I've said everything I need to say, and I've done what I need to worry about," Demos looked at Xiashanhu calmly, "I'm not in a bad mood right now, so I'll give you the last five seconds."

Xiashanhu didn't make a sound.

He pursed his thin lips tightly and remained silent until time ran out.

Demos raised his eyebrows. He thought that the other party would say some nonsense, but that's good too. It's easy for everyone to figure it out.

Concentrating his mind, a sharp light flashed from the depths of his eyes. The next second, he suddenly raised his hand, and strangled Xia Shanhu by the throat at a speed that was almost invisible.

Everyone was breathless.

If Demos's strength is similar to or even stronger than 1/10 of the gatekeepers, then this ruthless blow will definitely break Xiashanhu's fragile neck.

This is what Demos said, a painful way to die, he doesn't even bother to use his abilities!

Demos's hand had already clasped the tiger's neck, and it was just a matter of closing it down and giving it a fatal strangle.

But at this moment, Demos suddenly turned to the left, and even shook off the hand that had just covered the tiger's throat, and then hugged the pillar of the temple with a "snap".

Hug tightly and stick tightly.

A beautiful man in evening gown is embracing a temple pillar with all his heart. This picture is so beautiful that all passers-by dare not look at it.

But the uncontrollable curiosity drew them back, and they watched Demos's beautiful figure at the moment, from head to toe, from foot to head, and then from head to toe... over and over again to see enough.

Demos' face was livid, and he tore himself off the pillar with all his strength—really pulled, it looked as if he was not hugging the pillar, but was stuck to it.

Xiashanhu took the opportunity to run 800 meters away, hid behind another pillar, and secretly looked at him.

Demos unbuttoned the only button of the dress, and if he didn't undo it again, he was afraid that he would not be able to breathe well: "Are you using a stationery tree for me?"

"It's not aggressive!" Xia Shanhu hurriedly explained his behavior, "It's just sticking you and the thing you're in contact with, the name is [glue like paint]," he tried to pull out a smirk, "Is the name pretty cool? Lovely?"

Demus: "..."

All passers-by understand.Demos was leaning against the pillar just now. When he wanted to strangle Xiashanhu, although he stood up straight, his left shoulder still had slight contact with the pillar. Therefore, when Xiashanhu used the stationery tree, the gatekeeper took the left shoulder as the axis. , turned left neatly, and stuck to the pillar wholeheartedly.

"I haven't lifted the stationery tree yet," Xia Shanhu realized later, "You can come down by yourself, you gatekeepers are really strong!"

"..." Demus stared at him for a while, then turned around, looking at the non-badge camp, "Next."

The non-badge camp was caught off guard, and a Kongming lantern team member blurted out: "Why?"

No one would have thought that it would be Xiashanhu who broke the 100% fatality curse of the non-badge camp!

Xiashanhu himself was even more astonished: "I passed?!"

Demos ignored Shanhu, and only raised his eyebrows at the questioning team member: "There is no reason, I am in a good mood."

Non-badge area: "..."

Being attacked by a stationery tree will make you feel better, are you shaking M!

The few passers-by in the badge area considered the problem from a more macroscopic perspective. The reason why Xiashanhu passed was definitely not just because of the use of the stationery tree, but because of the desire to survive, covering his eyes to show cuteness, the stationery tree sneak attack, and boasting of the opponent's ability. One-stop routine.

"That fat man," Demos quickly picked out the next chatter from the non-insignia camp, "come out."

All eyes were on Cong Yue.

Cong Yue was still looking around.

A brother from the Jagged Camp next to him patted him on the shoulder: "Don't look for it, it's you."

"..." Cong Yue refused to accept this reality.

"Think about the good," another member of the ten clubs said in a low voice, not only to comfort him, but also to persuade himself, "We have already passed one here. Maybe Demos has been in a good mood later and gave the green light all the way."

Cong Yue knew that they were all kind.

But his nerves were tensing up at such a rapid speed that he had no time to respond to these.

Demos has come, getting closer and closer.

Cong Yue concentrated his mind, clicked on the <Stationary Box> in his mind, and clicked away a disposable stationery without hesitation <[Anti] A pot of cold water cools the heart>!

Demos had only walked halfway, walking comfortably, when a plastic basin filled with water suddenly appeared above his head, and as the basin poured down, the water in the basin poured all over Demos.

Wet and seductive from head to toe.

Demos was stunned in place, with all his hair sticking to his head, his elegance disappeared, his beauty disappeared, leaving him full of embarrassment and a trace of confusion about "what happened".

The plastic basin came suddenly and left gracefully.

Only a shrine where the air was suddenly quiet was left.

"Reason?" Demos finally recovered his voice, and his eyes locked onto the culprit effortlessly, but he was so shocked that he had no emotions, just pure confusion, "The reason for treating me like this?"

Cong Yue swallowed his saliva several times in a row. The development of the matter seemed to be a bit different from his idea: "Isn't it just to attack you... and you can pass..."

Demos tried his best to restrain the urge to stare at him: "Who told you?"

"You don't need to be told, everyone is watching. When Cui Zhan fights with you, you would rather knock him out and let him pass. Xiashanhu, you didn't like him at all, and you kept pushing him to a dead end, but he used it Stationery tree, you just..." Cong Yue was confident, and in the increasingly gloomy expression of Demos, he gradually weakened into a whisper, "You just let him pass..."

Demos looked at the passers-by.

All the passers-by nodded or expressed their attitudes in unison—yes, we have figured out your preferences.

Demus: "..."

The water dripped on the body and fell to the ground, and the wet clothes were cold and heavy.

Demos took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, took off his black dress, and only wore a white shirt inside. He was about to roll up his sleeves when his gaze inadvertently glanced at the badge camp, who was already lazily sitting on the ground.

Same style white shirt.

Eyes collided.

Bai Luxie raised his hand in a friendly gesture: "It's okay, I don't mind bumping into shirts."

Demus: "..."

It was the worst night he had ever watched, bar none.

The light in the temple seemed to have shifted a bit, more slanted and darker.

They seem to be using such silent changes to express a certain speed of time.

Perhaps, this night of breakthrough is about to pass.

Or maybe it's still a long time.

The only thing clear to all passers-by is the cruel numbers: 24 people entered the temple, 5 people died so far, 3 people passed through, 1 person is "chatting", and there are 15 people left "waiting in line".

Demus eventually put the dress back on.

He didn't bother to compete with Bai Lu's shirt, so he used his ability to easily remove the stationery effect, allowing the clothes to dry from the inside to the outside in an instant.

Most of the passers-by didn't understand, since he could figure it out by himself, why didn't he use his ability to offset the effect of the stationery at the beginning, instead he pretended to take off his clothes.

A small number of passers-by understood it.

Including Tang Lin.

Demos obviously consciously avoided using his ability in places other than "depriving the passer-by of his life".

Tang Lin doesn't know the exact thoughts of Demos, but if he is brought into the identity of Demos and thinks empathically, he will come to the following conclusion-these passers-by are not qualified to see more of me ability.

At 1/10, Tire has already revealed his sense of superiority and disregard for the lives of passers-by.

And these, here in Demos, are getting worse.

"Finally we can continue chatting."

After the intermission, Demos's condition has improved significantly. Although he is not as radiant as when he first entered the temple, he is still peaceful.

He walked up to Cong Yue, and patiently reasoned with a passer-by: "One, I'm afraid you have misunderstood my standards. The fainted one passed not because he did something to me, but because I was in a good mood; the flower The arm passed, not because I used the stationery tree, but also because I was in a good mood; two, I don’t like people attacking me, when I’m in a good mood, I can bear it once, twice, but if there is a third time, I will get angry..."

"Three, and the most important point." Demus paused for a moment and smiled, "From the basin of cold water just now to now, you are not stupid enough to attack me a second time, very good."

A drop of cold sweat slid down the fatter man's face and hung on his double chin, unable to fall off.

Cong Yue didn't like Demos' eyes.

Like a poisonous snake, seeing him send a chill down his back.

"So...you want...to see my fear now?" He bit his bullet and made a sound from his throat with difficulty.

The gatekeepers all stood still in front of him, apart from this, Cong Yue couldn't think of any other links.

"Of course." Demus looked into his eyes with interest, "I have a hunch your fears will be interesting."

Cong Yue clenched his teeth and stopped speaking.

What kind of fear would make Deimos interesting?Cliff bungee jumping to get married?No, it is not.

What the gatekeeper in front of me is most keen to dig is the fearful secret that will make you the most embarrassing, the most embarrassing, and the most likely to break down emotionally...

"So you are worried about this." After the search, Demos's smile continued to widen, and he was really happy. "You are worried that the team leader will find out that you are cheating, and you are worried that he will find out that it is you who want him to blackmail the VIP. VIP tipped off the news. You are afraid that the brothers in the group will call you a traitor, and you are afraid that you will be repeatedly put into the [30-second deep-sea experience] and forced to suffocate again and again..."

Cong Yue's eyes began to darken, and everything in his vision was distorted and deformed.

He didn't dare to look at the Homecoming Mission, and couldn't see Demus clearly. The world seemed to suddenly become chaotic, and only Demus' voice was left in his ears, as clear as a raving from hell——

"If all of this happens, you'd rather die."