Monster Beauty's Unlimited Game

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bang.

The sound of metal clashing is especially harsh in a closed space.

Zhou Ying sat quietly on the cold floor. He had never been in such a state of embarrassment before. Wisps of living black air continuously floated on his delicate white skin, piercing his beautiful face full of holes.

Hearing the movement behind him, he moved slightly, then turned around slowly.

The closed door was opened, and an all-too-familiar figure walked in.

"I didn't expect you to be trapped here?" Mephisto touched his cheek with his sharp nails, and said in a frivolous tone, "I really didn't expect that one day you would be reduced to asking me for help."

"Stop." Zhou Ying said coldly.

A dense black shadow blocked Mephisto's progress.

"Oh," Mephisto raised his hands and said in surrender, "These guys are not easy to mess with."

"I can't believe you just yet," Zhou Ying raised her delicate chin, but a layer of frost had formed in her amber eyes at this moment, "If you are pretending to be someone again, wouldn't I be deceived by you again?" ?”

Mephisto shrugged and said, "It's okay, those two people have been captured by me to the obelisk."

"Oh?"

Zhou Ying did not relax her vigilance, instead she narrowed her eyes and said, "You were able to defeat that person?"

Mephisto rubbed his chin, shook his head, and said, "I told you a long time ago that you need to learn from human beings. He is not easy to mess with, but Zhou Yan is the reincarnation of the Creator. A human being who has no power to restrain a chicken. I threatened Ji Fangwei with his life, and he would naturally be caught without a fight."

Zhou Ying's face twitched slightly, and she said reluctantly: "You have the ability."

"Okay then, can I rescue you now?" Mephisto took another step in, but was still blocked by those black souls.

"No." Zhou Ying got up and approached Mephisto. He carefully looked at the demon in front of him through layers of black shadows, and then said, "I have learned the ability of the Creator a long time ago. He can make exactly the same ink." Festo, but he cannot fake the imprint engraved deep in his soul."

Zhou Ying stretched out her fair arms, and her light-colored lips were suddenly stained with blood. She chanted a complicated incantation and said, "I made a devil's contract with you."

Mephisto stood still without any movement.

"Now I need you to verify the content of the contract with me." A dark chain suddenly appeared on Zhou Ying's hand, extending from the palm of his hand to his heart. "Release your contract chain."

Mephisto seemed to have expected such a test a long time ago. With a sneer, he stretched out his arm and repeated Zhou Ying's incantation. Under his gaze, the same contract chain appeared on his blue and white arm.

"The contract is here, please accept it." Mephisto said lightly.

Zhou Ying stared at Mephisto deeply, there was no flaw on his face, and finally he smiled brightly and said, "You finally came to save me."

The black soul between the two gradually dissipated.

Mephisto took a big step back, as if avoiding a gorgeous poisonous snake.

"Don't come near me," Mephisto leaned against the corner and said, "Stand where you should stand, we are going back."

Putting his hands on the cold wall, there were crisp and thin sounds next to his ears, and dark cracks were drawn in the space, and glaring white lights emitted from the bottom of these dark cracks.

Zhou Ying, who had adapted to the dark environment, couldn't help but put her hands against her eyes and said dissatisfiedly, "Where is the teleportation point you set?"

Mephisto curled his lips and said, "To save trouble, teleport to your lair."

Before Zhou Ying could speak, the imprisoned mirror suddenly collapsed, and an endless white space, a spotless ground, walls emitting soft white light, and an unchanging white table came oncoming.

But there was no black box on the table.

Zhou Ying suddenly opened his eyes from the long rectangular container. His whole body was still immersed in the transparent nutrient solution, and his senses were slowly returning to their cages. Through the layers of viscous liquid, he saw a figure appearing above him. nasty face.

It is Mephisto reflected in the water.

Zhou Ying murmured bitterly in his heart, he was unwilling to be a shadow of nothingness, and even less willing to have someone take away part of his power.

Not wanting to see him again, Zhou Ying gathered his strength and sat up from the nutrition cabin, wisps of transparent liquid slipped from his temples and dripped onto the water surface, creating circles of ripples.

Feeling the discomfort at the joint between the neck and the head, Zhou Ying held his head stiffly, unable to bear it any longer, and shouted loudly: "Chu, Chu, where are you?"

Due to the improper connection of the larynx, even his voice was hoarse and piercing, without the bewitching voice before.

As if with a tacit understanding, the mysterious door at the top of the obelisk opened, and it was Mr. Chu who came in, holding the black box tightly in his hand.

But he was not as calm as before, his hair was disheveled, and even his clothes were creased because of his impatience. This was extremely unusual for Mr. Chu, who paid great attention to his image on weekdays.

But in the face of a fatal disaster, the image is not very important.

Mr. Chu hurriedly ran to Zhou Ying, lifted his trembling body, his eyes turned red, and said, "Master, the system, the system is out of order."

As if to verify Mr. Chu's words, the surface of the black box flickered with strange green lights, and even wisps of black air floated out from the gaps.

"What disorder! No, it's impossible!" Zhou Ying stared at the black air leaking from the box, and whispered, "It's the black soul of Huandao who ran away."

Zhou Ying coughed a few times angrily, and felt that several nerves were broken at the joint. He covered his neck, grabbed Mr. Chu's wrist with one hand, and said, "Sure, they must have done it! Who? ?”

"What, who?" Mr. Chu replied blankly, and then he seemed to remember something, and said, "K is a traitor, he disappeared. Ever since J was punished by you, I feel that something is wrong with him—"

"Not K!"

Zhou Ying shook off Chu's arm vigorously, took a few steps back, looked at his panicked face, and said, "Those two people were brought by Mephisto."

"What, what?"

Mr. Chu obviously didn't know who the "person" in Zhou Ying's mouth referred to. His thin lips opened and closed slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled, but he didn't know how to answer. Feeling at a loss, he said, "Lord, master, your wound is open, I will bandage it for you."

The expression on Zhou Ying's face was unpredictable, but he just looked at Mr. Chu coldly, fine black lines faintly showing on his delicate and beautiful face.

As if thinking of something again, he smiled brightly, and his tone returned to his usual gentleness, and said, "Chu, I know you are my most loyal servant, and I hope you can bring Zhou Yan and Ji Fangwei here."

"They?" Mr. Chu didn't know who the two people Zhou Ying was talking about, and he couldn't help lowering his eyes to think carefully, but he never had these two names in his memory, so he could only say in fear, "Master, did you remember wrong?" Yes, we, we don’t have these two people here, and all the employees don’t have these two names.”

Zhou Ying, who was still smiling just now, instantly darkened his face. He looked straight at Chu, his gaze was like a sharp knife, wanting to cut open his flesh and blood, and take a good look at his soul.

Is it another trick of my own!

boom!boom!boom!

When the two confronted each other, the entire obelisk began to shake. Under the violent vibration, most of the transparent liquid in the nutrition cabin overflowed.

Zhou Ying held onto a corner of the nutrition cabin so as not to fall, but Mr. Chu was obviously not so lucky. He was still immersed in the cold and merciless gaze of his master, couldn't stand steadily, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Liar, scum!"

A milky voice sounded above the two of them: "Hurry up and hand him over, or I'll smash your little bamboo stick!"

Then there was another violent shaking, and even the white wall above the head had obvious gaps, and the white powder rustled on the hair of the two.

"Master," Mr. Chu knelt down on the ground, walked a few steps on his knees, walked to Zhou Ying's side, pulled his wet trousers, and begged earnestly, "Master, I don't know why the data transmitted from the magic island appeared. Wrong, now that golden dragon is here again, please, hurry up, hurry up!"

"Go?" Zhou Ying said slowly, "Where are you going? Do you have a place to choose?"

Mr. Chu raised his head, with humble pleading on his face, holding the black box in both hands, and said, "Master, go, go to the fantasy island, isn't it safe there? You can also check to see what's going on."

Zhou Ying looked at him expressionlessly, then suddenly smiled again, snapped the box back into her hand, and threw it on the ground casually.

He held Mr. Chu's face in his hands, squinted his eyes and looked at every detail of his facial features, and said, "Go to the fantasy island? Don't you know that the black soul is out of control there?"

"I, I don't know, I just saw that you once said that if there is any danger, you can go back to the place where you were born, which is the homeland of God. I will firmly remember every word you said." Mr. Chu was excited Her whole body trembled, and she couldn't help shedding tears, which seeped into Zhou Ying's fingers.

"This face is indeed well-made, even the demeanor is the same," Zhou Ying spat out unintelligible words from her red lips, "I know you have a soul bell, which can read anyone's memory, Even imitate his soul."

Holding Mr. Chu's handsome face in both hands, Zhou Ying slowly possessed himself, looked at himself reflected in his dark pupils, and said, "Unfortunately, I still found out."

The nails of both hands suddenly stretched out and pierced Mr. Chu's face. Before he could react, Zhou Ying tore off his entire face expressionlessly.

"what!"

Mr. Chu let out a mournful wail, and the blood sprayed from his face splashed on Zhou Ying's face, stained with a little red spot.

He covered his bloody face and fell helplessly on the ground, still saying intermittently: "Master, master, I made a mistake, what mistake did I make, I will correct it, I will correct it..."

Zhou Ying grabbed the hem of his shirt, wisps of black air surged up on his face, infecting his amber pupils, eroding his whole body into a dark shadow.

"So far, you are still acting? Who is under this face? Who is it?"

A slender, black and thin strange black shadow tightly wrapped around the painful Mr. Chu, like ugly thorns wrapped around a bloody human body. He nervously pressed close to Mr. Chu's bloody ear, and said, "What are you? Who? Who are you? Tell me!"

"He is also your most loyal slave," a tall figure appeared in the water spilled from the nutrition cabin, and it was Mephisto hidden in the mirror image.

But the scarlet eyeballs turned into bright blue at this time, and even the voice became low and magnetic, "I took the box."

A vine stretched out from the reflection on the water surface, and gently rolled the black box back into Mephisto's hand.

"You, you are not Mephisto, you are..." Ying looked at Mephisto's eyes blankly, and suddenly screamed, "It's you again, it's you again!"

"Mephisto" slowly raised his hand, and broke off his demon horns, and the decorations on his body fell off one by one, revealing Ji Fangwei's face.

At this time, a gap finally opened in the natural white space, and the huge golden dragon's head got in, its lantern-like green eyes blinked, and before Ji Fangwei could open his mouth, it went out again, as if aiming at a person Shouted: "Master, everything is fine, you can go to the theater!"

Ji Fangwei clenched the black box in his hand, but did not stop Xiao Jinlong, but looked at Zhou Ying like a warning, telling him not to act rashly.

A gorgeous dragon's tail stretched into the gap, and Zhou Yan jumped into the white room lightly in a gliding posture.

Zhou Ying looked at Zhou Yan fiercely, and said, "It really is your scheme."

"Yes," Zhou Yan admitted generously, and even jokingly said: "People usually don't fall in the same place, but you don't seem to be human."

Only then did Zhou Ying understand all the traps. He looked at the skinned Mr. Chu on the ground with hatred, and said coldly, "Devil's contract, you, you signed a devil's contract with him."

"Yes," Zhou Yan said without hesitation, "Since you are my shadow, we are actually one body. The real Mephisto signed a devil's contract with you, and I also signed a contract with the fake Mephisto." You signed a demon contract, and your previous experience made you not believe in anyone's disguise, but you still believe in the power of the soul, right?"

"Only the devil's contract engraved deep in the soul can let you let go of your suspicious heart."

Looking at Zhou Ying's resentful expression, Zhou Yan said with a smile: "It's actually a risky move. If you can calm down and think about it, you will find the loopholes in it, but you are trapped in the mirror image, and you are in a hurry to escape. , definitely have no time to take care of other things.”

"No," Zhou Ying lowered her eyes, thought for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at Zhou Yan's face, and said, "I don't believe you, and I don't believe you will admit that there are two people who are exactly the same in the world."

Zhou Yan shrugged and said: "That's not normal, if I have a twin brother, then there will be the same "self" in the world, I don't have your narrow mind. "

"It really is vulgar human thinking," Zhou Ying sneered, and said, "Do you know what I told you back then, that you want to be human?"

Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "What?"

The originally pitch-black pupils turned into a bewitching amber color again, and Zhou Ying's voice was as sweet and alluring as honey: "You sneak by—"

"I'm sorry," Zhou Yan felt goosebumps all over his body when he made this seductive gesture with a face similar to his own. He took several steps back and hid behind Ji Fangwei, poking out one eye , said, "I'm not interested in this."

"You can't do this! You can't do this!" Zhou Ying could no longer maintain his human form, his body spread into a black and viscous liquid, spreading at an extremely fast speed, hoarse and sharp voices came from all directions, "I want to Kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

"Enough," Ji Fangwei threw the black box into the air, and said, "You should also go back to the original place."

The black box rotated itself several times in the air, and then unfolded without limit, turning into a complete darkness of nothingness, and bursting out with bright light, countless incomprehensible light beams bloomed and disappeared in the darkness, repeated this process, and finally stabilized in the A swirling, swirling black cloud formation.

One after another miserable, venomous, and helpless voices came out from the black clouds. Accompanied by howling ghosts and wolves, thin and deformed arms stretched out from the darkness, forming an opaque hunting hand, holding back and fleeing in all directions. Zhou Ying.

"No! No! Let me go, let me go!" Zhou Ying transformed into a human again, reaching out to Zhou Yan and Ji Fangwei, pleading, "I was wrong, I was wrong, the Creator, Don't let me stay with those black souls! Don't!"

Both Zhou Yan and Ji Fangwei watched him being dragged into eternal hell coldly.

The black cloud slowly gathered, and finally turned into a black ball the size of a fist. Strands of fine fragments floated on the surface, and rearranged to form a small black box.

Finally when all the dust settled, Zhou Yan couldn't hold back his curiosity anymore, stepped forward and asked, "What is this?"

Ji Fangwei played with the black box in his hand, and said: "It is the box that was sent to the fantasy island, and it is also the program to maintain the system. Shadows have always occupied the magpie's nest, polluting the justice of the program."

"Then now the fantasy island is full of souls that died in the dungeon," Zhou Yan sighed, and said, "The dead branches of the Twin Whirling Tree can no longer grow?"

"No," Ji Fangwei said after keeping the black box properly, "Leviathan still exists."

"Leviathan?" Zhou Yan's eyes lit up, and he said, "It's the consciousness of the planet."

Ji Fangwei smiled and said: "And it is also your creation, as long as it is a creation of God, you can go to the fantasy island through the black box."

Zhou Yan became more and more excited, and said, "Can the souls on the island return to their bodies through Leviathan?"

Ji Fangwei nodded, and said: "I founded the nursing home for this purpose. In fact, the death of those players is just their souls being imprisoned, which is what ordinary people think they are unconscious."

"That's why I kept their comatose bodies." Ji Fangwei led Zhou Yan to the side of the obelisk, looked at the vast and beautiful white desert in front of him, and said, "Wait until one day I can bring their souls back Body."

The half-sunset sun in the distance covered the White Desert with a thin layer of golden veil, reflecting brilliant starlight.

Countless researchers working on the obelisk ran out of this strange building in a panic. When they saw the golden dragon hovering in the sky, they couldn't help taking a few steps back and running in other directions.

The two were very close, their arms were tightly pressed together, and the demon contract made before was inadvertently triggered, and the two intertwined chains extended from their arms to their respective hearts.

Zhou Yan raised his hand and said, "This seems a bit difficult."

"Really?" Ji Fangwei also looked at the entangled chains of the two, and said, "As long as we don't violate the content of the contract, it's fine."

Mentioning the content of the contract, Zhou Yan's face couldn't help but get hot. The shyness that had been hidden for a long time suddenly came online at this moment. He could only cough as if to cover up, and then looked down at the disturbing crowd below.

"Everything seems to be over," Zhou Yan said wistfully, "Actually, I always feel like I'm having a dream."

He looked at Ji Fangwei, saw his smiling eyes, couldn't help but move closer to his face, and said, "Hurry up and pinch me."

Ji Fangwei held his face and kissed him lightly.

The author says:

Thank you all for being here!

The first full-length book, many are not fully prepared, and there are still many shortcomings, I will continue to work hard!

There are a few episodes in the back, which should be all about daily life——

Thanks again everyone, love you guys!