[Infinite] End Game

Except for that inexplicable sentence, the young castle owner didn't say anything.This didn't seem to match the good person setup that Lawrence's butler had given him, but no one dared to say or ask.

The dinner ended in a depressing atmosphere. Tang Yu returned to his room after eating and drinking. Chang He had been waiting for him on the balcony.

Tang Yu turned over in a familiar way, and the two of them alternately washed and lay side by side on the bed.Tang Yu turned over to face Chang He, thought for a while and said, "Do you think our two landlords know that their puppets can move?"

"You know." Chang He also turned sideways and faced Tang Yu face to face: "Didn't he make it?"

"Yeah," Tang Guo blinked and said slowly, "Then do you think that Mr. Wilton will come to see us tonight?"

"It's okay," Chang He thought for a while, and said, "Even if it comes, nothing will happen. Don't worry."

"I'm not worried," Tang Yu smiled, knowing that Chang He mistakenly thought that he would be afraid, but in fact, as long as he thought of Chang He's posture yesterday when he took the stool and smashed the wooden fake, he couldn't be afraid at all.

"With you here, I have nothing to worry about." Tang Yu looked at Chang He and said, "I'm just wondering if I can try to keep it."

The candlelight reflected on Tang Yu's face, making him look as smooth as jade. Chang He saw that Tang Yu's eyes were full of his own shadow, his heart moved slightly, and he said "OK" in a soft voice.

After finishing speaking, he got up and blew out the candle, then raised his hand and covered Tang Yu's eyes with the palm of his hand, letting him rest earlier.

It was very comfortable to put the palms on the eyes, and there was a familiar atmosphere around him, and the blanket exuded the smell of tranquility and peace of mind. Tang Yu didn't know when he fell asleep, but he only knew that he slept soundly, all the time. He woke up when he heard the sound of something falling to the ground.

The direction of the sound came from the fireplace on the wall. Chang He had already sat up, his eyes shining faintly in the darkness.He tilted his head and watched the blue-eyed puppet staggeringly out of the fireplace with a blank expression, dragging a long ax in his hand.

The suit on Mr. Wilton's body was stained with ashes, his head was also turned at an unnatural angle, and his evil blue eyes were fixed on the direction of the two of them.Looking at what should be a very weird and terrifying scene, but for some reason, Tang Yu always felt absurd.

Especially when he saw the puppet carrying the axe, Tang Tong always felt as if it suffered a disadvantage in Chang He's hands yesterday, so he came here with a weapon on purpose today.

Chang He had no expression on his face. He sat on the bed and waited for the puppet to come over. When it walked to the bed and raised the ax with its two arms, Chang He suddenly picked up the glass vase beside the bed and pointed it at the puppet. The puppet's head and eyes were smashed down without blinking.

With a sound of "crash", the glass shattered to the ground, and the head of the puppet was also knocked to the side, and the air was silent.

Tang Yu: ...

The puppet Wilton also seemed completely stunned. It took a while to realize what happened, and the ax immediately fell on them.It's just that Chang He grasped the handle of the ax faster than he did, grabbed the ax with his hands in the opposite direction, and then pressed down, and the side of the hammer hit the puppet's head directly.

Tang Yu could have sworn that he heard the sound of wood cracking clearly.

Chang He threw the axe, bent down to pick up the puppet, and looked sideways at Tang Yu, with the words 'I kept it' clearly written in his eyes.

"What should we do next?" Chang He shook the puppet, looked tentatively at the fireplace, and asked, "Are you going to burn it?"

"...Well," Tang Yu also took the opportunity to take a closer look, and found that the puppet did look more lively than yesterday. Not only was the wax on the skin darker, but even the lines of the texture were not so stiff. up.

Is it because of killing someone last night?

But this thing is so weak, no matter how you look at it, it shouldn't be a dungeon boss.

While Tang Yu was thinking, the puppet, which was knocked unconscious by Chang He, suddenly raised its head, and then rolled its eyes and let out a cry that was so sharp that it could pierce a person's eardrum.

Tang Yu subconsciously raised his hands to cover his ears, and felt his brain tremble. At the same time, amidst the extremely ear-piercing screams, the room also trembled.

Chang He watched the bedpost beside Tang Yu fall down and hit his head, and quickly threw his arms around Tang Yu to protect him in his arms.

However, just as he let go, the screaming in his ears stopped suddenly, and the puppet turned into a black shadow and broke through the glass and rushed out of the room.And just after the puppet left, the vibration in the room finally stopped, and the bedpost that had collapsed before also stood there intact, everything before was just an illusion.

"Is this the puppet's ability?" Tang Yu was hugged so tightly by Chang He that he couldn't breathe. Seeing that the surroundings had calmed down, he quickly pushed Chang He and poked his head out of his arms to do something. After taking a deep breath, he said, "Did it have this ability yesterday?"

"I don't know." Chang He let go of Tang Yu, shook his head, thought of something and added: "But its strength is indeed stronger than yesterday."

Tang Yu looked at him speechlessly: ... But from the sharpness with which you hit him, you can't tell where it has grown stronger! !

But what is certain is that the puppet has indeed become stronger.

This is not very good news. If it becomes stronger every time it kills a person, then it will only become more and more dangerous in the next few days.

"We have to find a way to stop it from killing people." Tang wiped his face and said decisively.

"Then I'll go after it." Chang He whispered.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." Tang Yu shook his head: "The castle is too big, we have no way of knowing where a puppet hides, when it appears, and who it attacks, let alone it has the ability to make people hallucinate. Unless they call all the players fun to keep everyone together."

But let's not mention whether the other players will trust them, Chang He can't protect everyone, even if they can, they haven't forgotten that there is still a game will watching them, if it is judged as breaking the rules of the game, maybe Worse things will happen.

"It's okay, I just want to remind them." Chang He touched Tang Yu's forehead, a little worried that he was staying in the room by himself, so he said, "Are you with me?"

"it is good."

Tang Yu got out of bed quickly, put on a piece of clothing, and followed Chang He from room to room.

Although it was very late, few players dared to sleep in the dungeon, so it was not too much to disturb their rest.

Except for Zhang Jingjing who obeyed them, the remaining three male players were a little wary after seeing the two of them, but no one thought it would be too long, so after Tang Yu and Chang He left, Liu Shu found them immediately. Tall and strong, Mutor asked to share the bed.The little yellow hair on the other side also had the same plan, but it was a pity that he was a step late, so he could only slam the door and walk back resentfully.

The corridor at night seemed extraordinarily deep and silent. Xiao Huangmao walked forward with his head bowed and muttered silently, but when a gust of cold wind blew through his trousers, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, belatedly thinking: Was this corridor originally this long?

The sense of crisis was on the verge of breaking out, and Xiao Huangmao wanted to run immediately, but it was too late.In a blink of an eye, his sight tilted, and then fell quickly. At the end of his vision, only his headless body remained.