Monster Beauty's Unlimited Game

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Black soul

Time seemed to stop like this, Zhou Yan froze on the spot, the extremely cold breath permeated his whole body, the blood in his body was condensed into ice slag, he almost forgot to step back, and stared at the black arm grabbed his hand.

In an instant, endless thoughts flowed into his brain like a turbulent tide. They were memories that did not belong to him. From the beginning of his birth to his adulthood, a complete stranger died because of being bullied on campus. Encountered a strange story hidden in the campus legend...

Then he was involved in an infinite world and became a supernatural being. In a very dangerous dungeon, he was swallowed up by zombies, and his soul was sucked into an endless vortex.

Hang Chi.Hang Chi.

The sound of chewing sounded beside him, accompanied by unstoppable swallowing and vague murmurs in his throat.

Zhou Yan only felt that the flesh and blood of his whole body was bitten into countless pieces of flesh by the zombies, his skull was lifted, and those ferocious zombies were stirring his brain...

His consciousness gradually dissipated, as if he had been sucked into a constantly rotating dark vortex, and he could never see a glimmer of hope...

Suddenly, a burst of hot warmth came from his chest, calling back his gradually lax consciousness. His ankle was gripped by an unknown object, which was cold and painful. He couldn't help feeling dizzy and dizzy, and couldn't help but clung to the soft and wet ground on the ground. to resist the unbearable pain.

A low-pitched roar came from his ears, and the wind was blowing, his waist was firmly encircled by strong arms, and his back soaked in cold sweat was pressed against a warm body.

Just as Zhou Yan wanted to speak, his mouth was tightly covered.

The warm skin directly touched his lips, but Zhou Yan had no time to take care of this. The black shadows seemed to be disturbed and walked towards the position where Zhou Yan and the wild beast were.

"Uh..." Zhou Yan blinked, cold sweat continued to invade his eyes, making his vision a little blurry.

His body was still trembling, as if he was still immersed in the memory of his dying just now, the pain and resentment were like monstrous waves constantly washing over his will, the heart of the person behind him was beating steadily, as if to comfort Zhou Yan's almost collapsed nerves slowly soothed him to a calm state.

He turned his head, looked at the blue flames flickering in his deep eyes, nodded slowly, and indicated with his eyes that he had recovered.

The wild beast did not let go of the imprisoned hand, but looked at him silently, and increased the strength in his hand.

He seemed to be blaming himself for not catching Zhou Yan immediately.

Zhou Yan covered the hands on his waist, and patted them lightly. The two looked at each other, and then looked forward in a tacit understanding.

The dense black shadows are like pieces of upright dead leaves, with thin shoulders and long and drooping limbs dragging on the ground, only the rustling sound of dead leaves cracking.

They walked slowly towards Zhou Yan and the mad beast.

Despair and fear spread from Zhou Yan's heart again, like an irresistible torrent running through his blood vessels, almost freezing the blood in his whole body into ice cubes, and even the breath he exhaled seemed to be condensed into a little bit. Frost, chattering teeth, rattling in the silent night.

Zhou Yan stared at those black shadows. They had no eyes, no facial features, but they could feel their emotions. It was the resentment and viciousness that had nowhere to torture, piercing the night sky like a sharp arrow, and almost directly hit Zhou Yan. Yan's heart.

"These are the dead souls who died in the dungeon," Zhou Yan said in a low voice, "I just experienced the memory of one of the black souls, and he was unwilling to die, and he was unwilling to be involved in the dungeon."

"Just touching a shadow can feel severe pain. If we are swallowed by these shadows, I'm afraid we won't be able to escape from here for the rest of our lives."

The wild beast watched the slowly advancing black shadow vigilantly, and retreated back with Zhou Yan in his arms, but he couldn't help being disturbed by the large number of black shadows, and the burning fireworks in his eyes trembled slightly.

Even the fearless him seems to have a weakness at this time.

Zhou Yan could sense the uneasiness expressed by the wild beast, and he said very fast: "Although this island is full of dangers, and this competition is all about trying to let the contestants die in vain, there will always be some places that will give us life. "

The wild beast groaned in agreement.

vitality.

There was a slight sound of rubbing mixed with the rustling sound, which was not prominent, but Zhou Yan keenly noticed that it was the sound of paper rubbing.

flyer!

He hurriedly took out the already crumpled leaflet from his pocket, and the night fell completely, but it did not prevent him from reading the above rules: "If you stray into a certain place at night, you must take off your badge and stand against the wall."

"Take off the badge."

Zhou Yan repeated a sentence. He looked down at the badge. The number on it was still clear and had reached single digits. There were only a few players left in the dense forest.

"I see," Zhou Yan said, touching the cold chest plate, "These black shadows are the souls that died in the dungeon, and the numbers on the chest plate represent the players who were pulled into the dungeon."

So the chest cards of those "eliminated" players are covered with black rectangles, which means that they have actually "died" in the instance.

Taking off the badge means temporarily giving up the hope of "life", so these black souls will not attack themselves.

However, this also means that like those black souls, they will lose consciousness and become walking dead.

Zhou Yan tightened his eyebrows, and he, who was always calm, couldn't help but feel a little hesitation. The short moment of contact with the black soul just now was already an irresistible pain and despair for ordinary people.

If taking off the breastplate means voluntarily giving up his life, can he return from the deep darkness?

A choice must be made.

Zhou Yan couldn't help but tightly gripped his fingers on the badge, he could feel his heart beating.

The moment he covered the breastplate, the movement speed of those black souls gradually slowed down, as if they lost their target in an instant.

But the coldness that diffused from the heart began to permeate again, and gradually spread to the whole body, the teeth could not help chattering, and the hand that suddenly dropped in temperature was held by a burst of warmth.

The wild beast gently moved his hand away, then shook his head, hugged him and jumped onto the branch of a tree, the two looked down from a high position and watched the continuous stream of black shadows gather towards the two of them.

The dense black shadows gathered under Zhou Yan and the wild beast's tree, and they began to climb up slowly, maybe it was not climbing, they could not make similar climbing movements, but like ants, a black Shadow stepped on another black shadow, moving towards the treetop layer by layer, as if the viscous black liquid was gradually eroding the towering tree.

The cold breath rose from the ground like a tide, about to engulf the two of them.

Zhou Yan stretched out his hands, and there were not many vines wrapped around his arms. The number of spores he made at that time was limited, and now there are only a few vines and arrows that can be used.

The slender blue vine stretched out and stretched out its arms, condensing into a bright green bowstring in the air.

As soon as the green flame arrow took shape, Zhou Yan's hand was resisted by the wild beast.

He paused slightly, and turned his head to look at the wild beast.

Its eyes flickered, but it led Zhou Yan to look at one place.

At this time, the night fell completely, and the ground was full of continuously churning black shadows, slowly wriggling like dark maggots, slowly approaching the few living people left in the woods.

And not far away, above the black tide, there seemed to be a branch-like object drifting with the current, with a small golden seal on it.

This inconspicuous seal showed enormous energy, like magma meeting ice, the black shadows made way for the seal one after another. Below it was a thin branch, a slender branch. There are also a few scattered scorched yellow leaves dotted on the ground, it seems that a breeze can blow these leaves off.

Zhou Yan was taken aback, and couldn't help but put down the bowstring, stood up and looked at the dead branch from a distance, recalling the plot of the movie he had made, and said: "The dead leaves of the twin mother-in-law tree."

"It's the message left by Yuan Yu and Shi Lingxue."

Zhou Yan turned around excitedly and looked at the wild beast, but after thinking about it, they must have encountered an accident.

The Twin Whirling Tree made by Yuan Yu is based on the projects they have worked together. It has two forms, one dry and one prosperous, and it is often shown to everyone in its lush side.

If he came to him in the form of a withered leaf, it meant that the leaf must withered.

"There is also a golden seal representing the right of immunity," Zhou Yan said, looking at the situation where the shadows were avoiding, "This is Shi Lingxue's badge."

At that time, he also argued with the host that he could not win the golden seal in the competition, so why was the golden seal on Yuan Yu's Twin Whirling Tree?

Zhou Yan lowered his eyes, he was surrounded by disturbing information, and all the mysteries could be completely sorted out with just one thread.

He subconsciously looked at his badge, and suddenly noticed something.

"That person, that person named Han Xiaoying," Zhou Yan said, "I haven't noticed this all the time. For all people who wake up from a deep sleep, the number on the badge will increase. He is the first to wake up." Player, the number on my badge has increased by one, which also means that his ranking should be ahead of me."

"This is wrong. At that time, my ranking was second only to Shi Lingxue, No.2 in the entire team. If he is really the dead Han Xiaoying, then my ranking will not change."

"In other words, he is not "Han Xiaoying" himself. "

Zhou Yan pulled the bowstring on the Void Mountain, and the scattered light spots condensed again, and gradually gathered into an arrow entwined with countless vines, pulling the bowstring to the limit. The green bow was like a full moon, an arrow with endless vitality Until the raging black tide below.

He let go of the taut bowstring.

In an instant, the sound of piercing the sky sounded, and the arrow wrapped in huge energy flew towards the densely packed black shadows.

bang.

The arrow pierced through a black shadow and stuck on the ground, the feathers at the end of the arrow were trembling slightly.

The black shadows seemed to be enraged, and they howled sharply in unison, rushing towards Zhou Yan and the wild beast where they were standing, like a terrifying tsunami, and when they were about to engulf the stubborn tree, the arrows shot from the end of the arrow. With a dazzling light, vines of different sizes rose from the ground, weaving an impenetrable net in midair, like a towering wall to isolate those black shadows.

"Just use this as a wall."

The black shadow clamored to break through the confinement of the vines. Zhou Yan controlled one of the vines and picked up the withered branch from the Kuroshio. The tiny branch tightly wrapped a golden seal, and this The shape of the gold seal has also changed at this time, it is different from the one seen before, but more like a gorgeous scale.

Looking at the vines on his arm, Zhou Yan couldn't help but feel a little pity. Right now, he doesn't seem to have any remaining strength to contend with that "Han Xiaoying", except for the only dead leaves and golden seal left on his hand.

The golden seal in the shape of a scale is blooming in circles of wave-like halos in his hand.

"Dragon scale."

Even without thinking, Zhou Yan had the answer in his mind, as if it was engraved deep in his mind...

He looked at the wild beast on the opposite side, wanting to see another person's appearance through the dark and deep eyes.

The wild beast slowly approached Zhou Yan, and just as he was about to touch Zhou Yan, a cold light hit him.

Zhou Yan held the thin blade between his fingers, looked at the cracked wound between the eyebrows of the wild beast, and said coldly: "This is the only way at present."