[Infinite] End Game

When people are driven to a desperate situation, any stimulus can make people collapse.So when Zhang Jingjing felt the hand on her shoulder, she heard the sound of the string breaking in her head called reason, almost instinctively. He was blocked by Chang He.

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished talking yet, so don't be nervous." Tang Yu could fully understand Zhang Jingjing's approach, and quickly explained: "I have an item, which may replace a life. There is no need to sacrifice anyone."

Zhang Jingjing paused, it seemed that it took a while to understand the meaning of Tang Yu's words, and a blank look appeared on her face.

"This should be regarded as an act of exploiting loopholes. I'm not sure if it will be successful, but if it is possible, I don't want any of the three of us to die." Tang Yu asked in a gentle voice. "How about it, would you like to give it a try?"

"..."

Zhang Jingjing, who fully understood, took a deep breath, and then nodded solemnly.

Tang Yu smiled and didn't say anything else. He stepped into the pool of blood and dragged Mutor's puppetized body to the study on the third floor, where he began to draw a picture of the seven-pointed star.

Chang He ignored Zhang Jingjing, and went downstairs to collect the previous puppets, then returned to the room and dismantled the Wilton puppet that was fixed and blocked by the blocking props, and dragged it to the study together with the castle owner.

Looking at the silent and busy two people, Zhang Jingjing felt unable to think, and lost strength in her hands and feet. Both the courage to fight to the death and the remaining suspicion and anxiety in her heart dissipated together.

On the premise that there is a simple solution, Tang Yu still wastes props and chooses a risky plan that is not sure whether it will succeed. Tang Yu has shown the greatest kindness and hard work. Zhang Jingjing feels that she has no complaints.

On the other side, Tang Yu was making preparations in an orderly manner. When Chang He dragged the last two puppets into the door, he saw Tang Yu squatting on the ground with his head down. His back outlines his somewhat thin figure, which inexplicably makes people feel as if he is bearing some heavy pressure.

Chang He walked over and knelt down beside Tang Yu, squeezed his arm, and whispered, "Don't worry."

Tang Yu felt that Chang He's way of talking in such a low voice was cute, so he raised his eyes to look at him, and heard Chang He continue to say, "It doesn't matter if you fail, I'm here."

"...Okay," Tang Yu couldn't help smiling, and answered him in a low voice, "I know."

Of course his mood was not calm, he just didn't show it, but after Chang He found out and comforted him, he felt much better.

But after my mind cleared up, I suddenly found that many things were connected in series.Tang Yu stared blankly at the half-drawn picture of the spirit descending array on the ground, and a strong idea gradually formed in his mind.

"I decided that I want to do something." Tang Yu suddenly raised his head, looked at Chang He with burning eyes, and said, "It may be a little exciting if it happens, but maybe this is the meaning of us being thrown into this dungeon .”

Chang He bent the corners of his lips, looking extremely soft.He stretched out his hand to brush back the hair that was hanging down the young man's cheek, and rubbed the top of Tang Yu's hair to show his support.

In fact, Tang Yu didn't need to ask these questions at all. No matter what he wanted to do, Chang He would stand firmly by his side.

As the sturdiest shield, the sharpest spear, and the widest gentle bay.

The two exchanged a few short words, and after making a decision, Tang Yu didn't delay any longer, and continued to make preparations. After a few minutes, Zhang Jingjing also walked in, looking like she wanted to help out. What.

It is very cumbersome to draw the formation diagram, because besides the seven-pointed star, there are many small runes to be depicted.Tang Yu held his breath and focused on drawing the array, and as the lines were perfected little by little, Zhang Jingjing, who was standing on the sidelines, suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure and chill that spread violently as the array took shape.

It was as if a hole had been torn open in the darkness, and something cold, terrifying, weird and indescribable, an aura that did not belong to this world permeated out.

Zhang Jingjing rubbed her arms, covered in white sweat.

Chang Hezao arranged the puppet while Tang Yu was drawing the picture. The Wilton puppet was fixed in the center of the seven-pointed star, opposite to the position of the castle owner.

Tang Yu put the paper on the last star corner, then took a breath, took out a book and put it on the summoning position, but just as he was about to start chanting the spell, Zhang Jingjing suddenly interrupted him.

"Let me do it." The girl's voice trembled a little. She was actually a little younger than Tang Yu, but her delicate face was full of determination.

"Let me preside over the ceremony." Zhang Jingjing smiled slightly and said, "I must be of some use anyway."

Even with sacrifices, the person presiding over the séance does not necessarily need to pay the price at all.Tang Yu didn't care about it at first. Firstly, his mind was focused on the upcoming spiritual seance ceremony. Secondly, Mr. Butler lived to be more than 60 years before he died.

In his opinion, no one can live to be 60 years old if they can't clear the copy, so he didn't consider such a distant thing at all.

And even if he considered it, he wouldn't stop doing what he should do because there might be consequences. It's just that when this matter was brought up by Zhang Jingjing, Tang Yu disagreed a little.

Tang Yu stood up and looked at her. Just as he was about to say something, Chang He reacted, and stepped forward to take the summoning book from Tang Yu's hands, while still reflecting on why he shouldn't have said anything just because he couldn't read Latin. Let Tang Yulai lead the ceremony.

"...Uh." Tang Yu put his hands behind his back in some embarrassment. He didn't quite understand why they suddenly became entangled in this matter, but Zhang Jingjing acted unexpectedly quickly, taking advantage of Tang Yu's distracted moment He snatched the spiritual book, and then quickly read it after only scanning it once.

Tang Yu: ...

Chang He: ...

Subtly, it seems to have seen the déjà vu of a schoolmaster.

Tang Yu didn't dare to interrupt the ceremony, so he had to pull Chang He back, watching Zhang Jingjing's back nervously.

After reading the entire paragraph, Zhang Jingjing turned her head, brushed her hair, and said with a smile, "I only studied minor languages ​​in college, and I happened to minor in Latin."

As soon as the voice fell, the puppet on the top corner of the heptagram on the formation map suddenly exploded. Zhang Jingjing was startled, and instinctively turned around to look back, and saw that the puppets were all shattered into powder, and then gathered together to form a living creature. The black viscous liquid twisted its body and spread to the center puppet little by little along the lines.

In the next instant, black flames ignited, swallowing the entire formation. Tang Yu and the others moved far away, and saw a figure standing up from the center of the flames, and his figure gradually elongated.From the head, shoulders and neck to the body and limbs, the outline gradually became clear. Finally, as the black flames were extinguished, the man stepped on the floor with bare feet and looked over with a pair of abyss-like pupils.