Welcome to Nightmare Game III

In the crystal refinery, the thrilling defection story has come to an end.

"Impossible! Why did your ability restore the crystal refinery?!" The fortune teller looked at Qi Leren in disbelief.

In the past three years, her intelligence department has obtained accurate information from many players who were revived by Qi Leren's [SL Dafa] on-site file reading - his ability can only revive humans within a limited range, but cannot restore the scene.To put it simply, if several people were killed at the explosion site, and he saves before the explosion, he can revive these people, but he cannot restore the explosion site to the way it was before the explosion.

But now, the entire crystal refinery, including people and things, was loaded back to a few minutes ago.

Qi Leren said solemnly: "To give you a surprise."

Obviously, this is a hole card that has never been made public.

After the fortune-teller was shocked, she quickly thought about what she should do now.

Her eyes fell on Xiao Xiao, she had capsized with her once, this time she made Xiao Xiao not even think about moving the hairs all over her body

"Are you thinking, do you want to disobey his order and exchange a small amount for you to leave safely?" There was a sneering smile on the corner of Qi Leren's mouth.

"You know." said the fortune teller.

"Yes, I know." Qi Leren stared at the fortuneteller quietly.

The fortune-teller took Xiao Xiao with him at great risk during the evacuation, and it would never be a voluntary whim.The only one who can make her willing to take risks is the Demon King of Deceit.

However, she still didn't figure it out, it's not because of how indispensable a small ability is - the deceitful devil is a very patient person, he has enough patience to make long-term preparations for a goal - the real meaning of this order , is to let the fortune-teller make good use of her spare time, and cause some troubles for Twilight Township, and then...

Sleep here peacefully.

Because, the deceitful devil did not intend to let her meet the master of Utopia.

A person who stays undercover in Twilight all the year round is obviously a subordinate of the Demon King of Deceit, but he is often ordered to provide convenience for the fanatics of the Demon King of Power and clean up the mess.And among them, what kind of tricks did the Deceitful Demon King do? Behind the arrest of a large number of Utopia fanatics, whether there is deliberate laissez-faire of the Deceitful Demon King... These will be fully exposed from the moment the fortune teller sees the Powerful Demon King.

The people of Qi Le looked at the fortune-teller who was still struggling with the hope of surviving with pity: "For you now, surrender is the best choice."

"Surrender? Then spend the rest of your boring life in prison? How is it different from my life in the copy world?" The fortune teller seemed to be irritated, and she raised her voice and asked sharply. , "Can you solve that puzzle and tell me who I am? You can't, not even a prophet!"

People in Qi Le understood: "So that's the case, Su He's promise to you is this answer."

The fortune-teller's tone gradually became fanatical: "Yes, he can. One day, after he becomes an omniscient and omnipotent god, he will give me the answer."

Qi Leren sighed silently: "If he really told you that, then I can affirm that he has no intention of letting you leave Twilight Land alive."

The fortune teller was stunned.

The Qi Le people swallowed the long-winded explanation, and picked out the most critical and urgent question: "I am rather curious, how many explosives have you and your subordinates placed in the crystal refinery? I must emphasize Let me tell you, fireworks and firecrackers are strictly prohibited in dangerous places like crystal refineries. So..."

Qi Leren smiled slightly: "So we must use violent methods to ban it."

The fortune teller felt the coldness, not only from the bottom of his heart, but also from...

"Oh, you found out." Qi Le said with a smile, "The temperature has dropped."

With his words, the ground of the entire core boiler room is freezing rapidly: the magic circle covering most of the room, the intricate and huge pipes, and even the boiler suspended in the air are all frozen in the extreme cold .

Xiaoxiao was frozen into an ice sculpture in an instant, and her vital signs were suspended in the cold. At this moment, the fortune-teller felt that his lover card had lost contact.

The bound fate line is frozen.

The only person who has the ability to do this is the other person in charge of Twilight Township, Si Lin who has the frozen source.

"It's too slow. Delaying time is a technical job. If you don't come, I will have to take a risk to prevent those explosives that I don't know where they are hidden from exploding suddenly." Qi Le turned his head and looked at Lai in the dark corridor. people.

"I have confidence in you, even if you are the only one, you can handle it." Si Lin, wearing the uniform of the court and high leather boots, strode into this "newly built" ice palace.

Just as the Qi Leren and the fortune-teller were procrastinating for time, he had already frozen the entire crystal refinery here.

As far as the eye can see, the subordinates of the fortune-teller have turned into ice sculptures, and only the fortune-teller who holds the half-field of fate can resist one or two, but with the blessing of Twilight Township, the frozen power has already severely injured her, Her lips were purple, and the hand holding the Tarot cards stretched out to the little——

"Why struggle anymore? From the moment I read your script, you can surrender." Qi Leren said.

The fortune teller's hand passed through Xiaoxiao who had been frozen into an ice sculpture, it was just a phantom, and the real Xiaoxiao had been transferred behind Qi Leren.

The illusionist who appeared behind her at some unknown time pressed the folding fan in her hand against the back of her fragile neck.His eyes were burning with anger, and his tone was low: "It turned out to be really you."

"Yes, it's me." The fortune teller's calmness was almost dead.

"I thought you hated him as much as I do." The illusionist gritted his teeth.

"Hate? Maybe. But as long as it can answer my question, I don't care if that person is a god or a devil." The fortune-teller said.

From the day she awakened, all she had to do in her life was wait for this answer—who was she who was born in a false world?

That answer gave her all meaning, yet...

"However, he didn't intend to give you the answer at all, and he won't have a chance to get the answer." The people of Qi Le looked at the fortune-teller who was dying, "I will stop him, not just me, everyone who has a good future for this world Those who are looking forward to it will do everything in their power to stop him."

Frost had already climbed up the fortune teller's wrist, and was about to spread to her fingers holding the Tarot cards, she heard the Qi Le people say: "Cassandra, don't wait for the fraudulent charity, go find the answer yourself. Perhaps it is necessary to go through confusion and pain before people can find their own souls."

Her fingers trembled, and at this moment, the words of the prophet came to mind:

"Since people will lose their souls and become puppets of power in the erosion of divinity, then puppets who have lost their souls must also find their souls because of their humanity."

At that time, what she saw in the prophet's eyes was sad compassion and tenderness, as if he was trying to tell her a secret, but for some reason he hesitated.

Can she still find out?

The fortune teller raised his face, and saw the man with firm eyes in the vision, and he stretched out his hand to her.

Take his hand, give up the weak fantasy, go back to the bright world, find the answer by yourself, and then figure out who she is.

The moment this idea was born in her mind, the devil card fell lightly between her fingers.Suddenly, the chaotic fog of fate suddenly cleared up, and the fortune-teller clearly saw the traces of fate and the memories that did not belong to her but belonged to her in the origin of fate as when he saw the light for the first time——

It was on a reef between the mountain and the sea, a dozen high-spirited young people were standing or sitting, waiting for the sunrise together.

In front of you is the endless blue sea, and the seagulls are singing and circling in the direction where the sun is about to rise.The sea breeze is majestic, and there is a little fishy smell in the wind, but it makes people feel open.

Sitting on the highest reef is a little girl no older than ten years old. She wears a ponytail and carries a bow and arrow. Her honey-colored skin and vigorous figure make her look like a huntress in the jungle, with no childishness in her body. The exotic facial features show that she is an aboriginal.

The man standing beside him playing the piano was chatting with the brunette woman playing tarot cards beside him. They were making fun of a man named "Ning Yu".

"Ning Yu looks down on everyone in the real world, but after arriving in this kind of place, the red luan star moved in less than half a year. Would you like me to help him with divination? My source of destiny is very good at predicting the future." .” The black-haired woman asked with a smile, not caring about the incompatibility between the Red Luan Star and the Tarot cards.

"Boss, keep talking about your romance, that's what we love to hear!" the man playing the piano said loudly.

With this sound, the surrounding team members booed one after another, and the quiet scene suddenly became lively: "Boss, please, gossip with us!"

A man named Ning Yu stood in the center of this Chaoyang squad, with a big sword behind his back.He had been intently watching the horizon, where a sailing ship sailed away.

Hearing the voices of his teammates, he concealed the reluctance in his eyes at this moment, turned his head helplessly, and the rising sun that had just appeared on the horizon illuminated his handsome face: "Don't talk nonsense, Maria is Holy nun of the Holy See."

The little girl with a bow and arrow on her back suddenly interjected coldly: "The Holy See does not prohibit nuns from getting married."

The man playing the piano laughed loudly: "Here it is, Sister Nightingale's popular local knowledge!"

The black-haired woman: "Quickly teach Ning Yu how to marry a holy nun."

Nightingale said coldly again: "This is an excuse to watch Chaoyang and watch her leave by boat. Obviously, she won't be able to get married."

The black-haired woman couldn't help laughing: "I was slapped the first time I met her, obviously she won't be able to marry."

The man playing the piano also made up the knife mercilessly: "Awakened to destroy the source and offend the Holy See as soon as you hear it, obviously you can't marry it."

Ning Yu hugged his head, and wailed without image: "Don't hurt it, don't hurt it, save some face for your boss!"

Everyone laughed together, even Nightingale had a smile on his face.They chatted noisily, chatting and chatting, and asked about Ning Yu's next task.

The morning sun slowly rose from the sea level. In the morning glow, Ning Yu suddenly pulled out the big sword behind his back and pointed in the direction of the rising sun. His young face showed a smug brilliance: "Next, our mercenary team will Go to the holy city!"

The team members at the scene immediately burst into laughter: "I knew you were going to chase the holy nun."

"Bah! Seriously, this weird world... let's call it the Nightmare World. The most dominant force in the entire Northern Continent is the Holy See. There is a complete power system inside the Holy See. Those of us who can't even touch the power You have to find a clear upgrade route for the unknown wild path." Ning Yu was bathed in the light of dawn, and his whole body was covered with golden light, making him like a god who came to the world, born to change the world , he said, "I believe that there must be some special meaning for us to come to this world..."

Before the words finished, Nightingale interrupted coldly: "I'm not a foreigner like you."

Ning Yu wailed again: "Okay, okay, let's repeat this paragraph! Listen, I believe that whether it's us from the real world or the nightingale from the sea of ​​death, we will come together, there must be something special meaning."

A dozen of his companions looked at him together, their expressions gradually becoming solemn.

"We have different pasts and different origins, but our goals are the same..." Ning Yu said this impromptu speech in a loud voice. He talked about their life and death struggles along the way, and about the comrades who died in the mission. It also talks about the future.

"One day, we will defeat the master of this world - that bastard goldfish, and end this tragedy that we have no choice in, and no one will come to this world inexplicably like us, and be assigned dangerous tasks by the system inexplicably , and died inexplicably in the end. We shouldn’t be treated like this, the master of this world plays with us, and we have to make it pay the price! So, brave men, for this day, let us march towards the pinnacle of power!”

The memory fragments remaining in the origin of destiny finally completely dissipated.

And in this brief image, the fortune teller gazes deeply at the brunette woman holding a tarot card.

This woman from another world has a different appearance from her, but has the same origin.

Did she read the memory left by this woman in the source of destiny?

Or……

You are my lost past?

The dark-haired woman holding a tarot card couldn't answer her.This foreigner from the real world must have fallen on the road of rebelling against fate long ago, and only fragmented memories remain in the source of fate.

Maybe it's not just memories that remain.

She died, her memory was crushed by the will of the world, her past was erased, and she became a puppet without a soul. The master installed a puppet line for her and let her perform on the stage it fabricated.

But she clearly has a soul.It was the soul that made her wake up painfully. Even after forgetting everything, she still didn't believe that she was just a puppet. She broke the thread and desperately wanted to find herself, even if she had to make a deal with the devil.

Now, she seems to have found it.

But are those young people who were looking forward to the future with high spirits on the cliff at dawn still there?

Is Ning Yu, who has the source of destruction, still alive?

Destroy the source, the Holy See, the holy nuns...

The fortune teller suddenly remembered a person.

The demon king of destruction who once led the demons to break through the seal of the two worlds and caused blood to flow in the human world is also a foreigner.

The fortune teller suddenly felt that he looked a lot like the same person, even with the same surname.

Ning Zhou, the former special envoy of the Holy See, had died according to official records, but she knew that he secretly went to the Demon Realm with everyone's most hopeless expectations on his back.In the past three years, he has fought against the machinations of the Demon King of Power and the Demon King of Deceit, as well as against the original power of madness. The "inheritance" left to him by the previous Demon King of Destruction is both a gift and a curse.

The date of the "ritual" is approaching, and no one in the demon world wants to see a calm and restrained demon king, who will either be swallowed by the source of destruction, or die before going completely mad.

Will the madman remember "Who am I"?What about the dead?

"Qi..." the fortune teller made a sound with frozen lips, and she wanted to tell all this.

At this moment, the demon card dropped from her finger suddenly ignited spontaneously. In the burning flames, the figure of the deceitful demon king was gradually engulfed by the flames, and an elegant chuckle sounded in the fortune teller's ear.

The burning devil card, the devil card handed to her by the deceitful devil himself, took her life silently at the moment she was determined to betray.