Monster Beauty's Unlimited Game

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"Oh?"

There was no trace of fear on Zhou Yan's face, and he even made up for him: "It's a pity that I'm just a mortal now, and I don't have the so-called ability."

"No," Zhou Ying stretched out her white fingers, shook them, and said, "Your ability will never dissipate, it is contained in your soul, and it is like a brand that cannot be erased."

"I'm also very troubled about how to obtain your abilities, but I finally found a way, that is to use ghost images to devour your soul, and then slowly absorb them," Zhou Ying casually pulled a thin strand from the void. With a long black shadow, a look of pain flashed across his face, and then he immediately returned to normal, saying, "They were all killed by me."

"You know that too." Zhou Yan said coldly.

"Of course I know," Zhou Ying's slender fingers crushed his soul violently, and his mournful wailing echoed in the empty studio, turning into wisps of black smoke and seeping into his porcelain-like skin, revealing a cobweb-like appearance. The black slit flashed across the face, and then submerged into the skin, "These souls all harbor deep hatred. On this small island, consciousness can change reality. The power of hatred they accumulate is a force capable of destroying everything." the power of."

"I am one with you, they resent me, and of course they will resent you."

At this time, Zhou Yan understood the purpose of this game, and said: "You know that you will be exposed sooner or later, so you can't wait, use the power of the dungeon system to gather all the players that exist in each plane to come here, and then pass what? Cruel game, absorbing their souls."

"That's right," Zhou Ying nodded approvingly, "It's just that their hatred is all on me now, and I managed to control a small part of their souls and let them be more peaceful."

Zhou Yan looked at his face that was exactly the same as his own, and said: "Since we are one body, the soul you imprisoned should come to you."

"Of course not," he tapped his cheek, and his facial features gradually changed, turning into the appearance of Han Xiaoying before, "When the time comes, you only need to take off your disguise, and those resentful undead will naturally come to you .”

Zhou Yandun stayed where he was, without speaking, looking at him with dark eyes, but with a strange blue glow.

Zhou Ying looked down at the badge on his body, there were only two numbers left on it, he was "00002".

A trace of resentment flashed across the delicate face, and then he laughed and said, "There is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear?"

Zhou Yan looked at him silently and ignored him.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Zhou Ying shrugged indifferently and said, "The good news is that you are indeed a powerful special effects artist, but the bad news is that there are no other "people" on the island, and you will soon be killed by those angry people." Black Soul was torn to pieces. "

Zhou Yan turned sideways slightly, as if he didn't want to accept this cruel reality, and said, "I'm afraid not, your loyal running dog, Mr. K, isn't he a human?"

Zhou Ying frowned, put her finger next to her ear, and whispered something.

A translucent vortex gradually appeared in the void. A man in a suit and leather shoes and sunglasses appeared in the empty studio. When he saw Zhou Ying, he changed his usual arrogance and said respectfully, "Master, everything is done." , the mirror wall has been completely evacuated, and all those black souls have been released."

"Very good, K." Zhou Ying nodded, with a charming smile on his lips, and said, "It seems that you will replace Chu in the future."

Mr. K looked serious, and said: "This is the responsibility of the subordinate, and it is incumbent."

Zhou Ying immediately restrained all the expressions on his face, looked at Zhou Yan who was still in the shape of a deer king, and said, "Go over and break his antlers. You only need to destroy his antlers, and his form cannot be maintained."

Mr. K was a little hesitant, he took a step forward hesitantly, and then asked cautiously: "I'm afraid he still has arrows on his body, what if it hurts the master, what should I do?"

Zhou Ying sneered and said, "All the vines on his body are on the mirror wall. Didn't you teleport there before and saw it?"

Regardless of his appearance, Mr. K wiped off the sweat from his forehead, step by step, almost moved forward, looked at Zhou Yan with a natural expression, and said threateningly: "You, give me the antlers yourself."

Zhou Yan was unmoved, and said: "Your master is right, I do not have any weapons."

Mr. K looked Zhou Yan up and down. From the previous contact, he knew that this person was insidious, cunning, and cunning. His colleagues were killed by him. It is obviously beyond his ability to make him look like he is going to be arrested. expected.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help admiring his master deeply. He only needed to gently break off the antlers on his head, and he could replace Mr. Chu and become the most trusted servant of his master.

Mr. K raised his white-gloved hand and stretched it to Zhou Yan's antlers at a very slow speed. On the way, he accidentally touched a hanging bell. The jingling bell made him want to retract several times. own hands.

Under Zhou Yan's mocking gaze, Mr. K finally grabbed his antlers.

In Zhou Yan's dark eyes, a dazzling blue light suddenly lit up. He looked at Mr. K and said, "I'm sorry, you misidentified the person."

"what!"

Mr. K could only make a breathy sound, and felt his neck was encircled by steely fingers, his eyes widened, and he watched the decoration on the face of the person in front of him slowly fall off, revealing a handsome and sharp face.

He seemed to hear the sound of joints cracking in his throat, and then fell into deep darkness.

"It's you!"

Zhou Ying could no longer maintain his indifferent appearance. There were strands of dark marks on his face, and he completely lost his previous strategizing demeanor. He said angrily, "Why did you appear here? As a creature of the Creator, I should Already noticed it!"

Ji Fangwei had a look of extreme disgust in his eyes, looked at the red marks on his neck, and said, "It seems that you haven't learned enough lessons."

Zhou Ying just wanted to speak to call K, but found that he had long been limp on the ground, and the black soul hidden in the shadows was slowly crawling out, trying to eat his soul.

Ji Fangwei also noticed his gaze, and said coldly: "You still want to do the same thing again, but it's a pity that both of your lackeys are dead."

Zhou Ying lowered her face and said, "Don't get too complacent, Zhou Yan is definitely still on the island, and those black souls will definitely find him."

He tapped his fingertips in the void, and several black souls imprisoned by him clamored to attack Ji Fangwei, while he himself turned and left without hesitation, and hurriedly ran to the gate.

The closed door was opened by him, and the fear engraved deep in his soul made him run outside the studio without looking back.

But I didn't see any changes, there were still pale lights and empty walls in front of my eyes, and Ji Fangwei had already cleaned up all the black souls with the soul bell, and was standing in front of him, his tall figure was like a nightmare watching him.

But there was no light in his eyes.

"This……"

Zhou Ying looked around and saw the slightly distorted scenes around him, as if separated by an invisible space, and immediately understood, he shouted at Ji Fangwei: "Damn it, you actually used the mirror, used the Mirror!"

He pounced on Ji Fangwei, but the figures only shook for a moment, then gathered again, and turned into their original appearance.

Zhou Ying wanted to turn around and run towards the gate, but saw the same closed iron gate.

Ji Fangwei's voice came from all directions, saying, "This is your best home."

The mask on Zhou Ying's face slowly peeled off, revealing his original face. He looked at the closed space with a cold expression, suddenly burst into a bright smile, and said to himself: "No, the final winner will still be I."

Outside the studio, a wild white beast was fiddling with a withered branch and golden scales.

In front of him is a mirror wall woven with vines, facing the closed door of the studio.

After Mr. K destroyed the mirror wall again, the wild beast poked its head out from behind the woods, quietly picked up a few fragments of the mirror with slender vines, and searched for the only building on the island.

That Mr. Lu left a lot of marks along the way, and the beast found the conspicuous building in a very short time.

After making all the plans, he was finally no longer blinded by consciousness. When he looked up, the simple and comfortable villa courtyard and the warehouse-like workshop almost overlapped.

Extremely magical buildings can only exist on this magical island.

The designer of this dungeon made full use of the subconscious mind, immersing people in the illusion he created through constant hints, and the repeated cycle of buses and the unchanging scenes along the way created the illusion.

Villas and studios are actually two places.

Gentle footsteps came from behind, and the beast turned around in surprise, saw Ji Fangwei safe and sound, and asked, "Successful?"

Looking at the obviously inappropriate special effects costume, Ji Fangwei could almost see Zhou Yan's fair skin under the eye sockets, and said, "Well, he was trapped in the mirror."

While the two were talking, the uneven mirror trembled slightly, and a little bit of fine glitter fell to the ground from the gaps in the mirror, emitting wisps of black smoke.

Surrounding the two of them were dense circles of black souls, they were about to move in the shadows, and when they saw the black mist rising from the ground, they let out bursts of sharp wailing.

Just as he wanted to step forward to tear the figure in the mirror apart, he was afraid of the radiant scale.

Zhou Yan picked up the dead branches and said with a lonely expression, "Yuan Yu and Shi Lingxue, are they both dead?"

When he mentioned "death", he paused, obviously unable to accept this fact.

Ji Fangwei shook his head and said, "No."

Zhou Yan's eyes lit up, and he said, "Really?"

Ji Fangwei spread out his palm, and inside was a small and exquisite bell, but there were strands of black air lingering on it.

"That person just now drove all the black souls to attack me," Ji Fangwei said, "but I didn't see the souls of other players."

Zhou Yan looked down at the obviously withered branches in his hands, and said, "Twin twin trees, one withered and the other prosperous, life and death change, did they transfer their souls into it?"

Ji Fangwei said, "Maybe."

Zhou Yan showed embarrassment and said, "If this is the case, how long will it take for this dead tree to germinate?"

Ji Fangwei grabbed a handful of sand from the ground, held it in front of Zhou Yan, and said, "The soil on this island can breed endless life."

Hearing this, Zhou Yan wanted to dig a hole right away, but when he touched the ground with the sharp nails of the wild beast, he was stopped by Ji Fangwei.

"It's not here," his eyes flashed blue, "the island we're on now is fake."