Altar of Infinity

Some people continued to pull on the gate of the tower in disbelief, but no matter how hard they tried, the solemn and simple wooden door did not move an inch.

"What's going on? Isn't the murderer dead?"

"Why haven't you returned to the main city yet?"

"What happened? What didn't we do right?"

Xie Ji frowned slightly.

This level does not specify what task they are required to complete, they can only kill the boss, or fulfill the boss' wish.

They solved the murderer, but did not return to the main city...

Either the murderer is not dead, or... Wu Ying's wish is not to solve the murderer.

When he turned around, Wu Ying lowered his head and shrunk his shoulders. If he looked carefully, his hands and feet were still trembling indistinctly.

Ran Yuanfei ran to Wu Ying: "Little friend, we have already dealt with the murderer, how can we get out of the tower?"

Wu Ying trembled when he heard the words, he rubbed his eyes, his fingers were a little wet, but he refused to speak.

The others reacted and surrounded Wu Ying.

"Kid, what else do we need to do?"

"Wu Ying, do you know something?"

Xie Ji held down a desperate passer-by, squatted halfway in front of Wu Ying, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, Wu Ying, we just want to leave the tower. Do you know how to leave?"

Wu Ying's tears rolled down her cheeks one after another: "You can't leave."

The atmosphere in the tower suddenly sank.

Xie Ji continued with a good temper: "Why?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Wu Ying, "I only realized it after it died. It turns out that it has been integrated with the tower for a long time. It can't kill at all. If you want to kill the murderer completely, you must destroy the tower." Otherwise, even if you destroy its body, its soul is still in the tower, and it can be replaced with a new body at any time."

What Wu Ying said was inconsistent, but Xie Ji quickly understood.

Although they burned the murderer's real body, it no longer survived by its body, and its soul was with the tower.

Xie Ji: "What about you? Are you integrated with the tower?"

Wu Ying: "No, I can feel it, no."

In other words, when the tower was built, some parts of the murderer might have been incorporated into the building materials, and as a soul boy, Wu Ying could suppress the murderer as long as he stayed in the tower.

In order to really solve the murderer, the entire tower must be burned together.

But they were in the tower, and they couldn't get out at all. Burning the tower meant dying with the tower.

This is a dead end.

Wu Ying squatted on the ground, not knowing whether it was self-blame or fear, tears fell down one after another, unspeakably pitiful.

Hearing the noisy crying, Jiang Jichu glanced across the faces with different expressions, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Then, the scar on his back suddenly ached.

With the degree of recovery of the scar and his ability to bear it, the hideous long and narrow wound shouldn't bring him much stimulation. Perhaps the pain is just a fantasy of his.

After entering the pagoda, the uneasiness in the dark finally came to fruition. Jiang Jichu felt absurdly at ease even though he was in a predicament.

No matter how painful the guillotine would be, it fell.

So that's the case, Jiang Ji thought at first.

He looked up to the top of the tower, his eyes passed through the stairs with the oil lamps on and off, and his eyes were slightly hurt from being stabbed.

This level, so it is.

There are several wooden beams staggered on the top of the dark tower, but in his eyes, it looks like a face with a contemptuous expression and a sure victory.

He frantically swung the long knife, and questioned each sentence with tears of blood, all resistance was futile.

"You should have recognized the situation earlier."

"Make the right choice."

They were in packs, and he was alone.

"boom--"

Someone couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere, kicked the already dilapidated grand master's chair away, and the wood hit the wall with a heavy muffled sound.

But Wu Ying was still crying.

Jiang Jichu was at a loss.

Why is Wu Ying still crying?

He made his own choice, why should he cry?

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The pungent smell from the burning fire remained on the first floor, so everyone sent Wu Ying back to the seventh floor and gathered them in an empty room on the third floor.

"If we can't get out, we can't destroy the tower. If we can't destroy the tower, we can't fulfill Wu Ying's wish. What should we do now?!"

"Today is the fourth day, no, it is already the fifth day!"

"It's useless to say these things, will you be able to solve it in another fifty days?"

"Perhaps... there is really a way..."

Several people's eyes focused on Zhou Bao who said he had a solution.

Zhou Bao raised his finger and pointed to the ceiling hesitantly. He didn't say anything, but the answer was self-evident.

In the absence of a clear task, if you want to leave the level, you must either fulfill the boss' wish...or kill the boss.

Those who can reach the second floor alive are not fools. Everyone can think of killing Wu Ying, but it is too inhumane, and no one is willing to be the first to say it.

"No," Ran Yuanfei vetoed, "Wu Ying was locked up in the tower voluntarily in order to save the villagers. He guarded the tower alone for more than a hundred years, facing the vicious murderer day and night. He has never done anything bad or harmed anyone. .”

Zhou Bao: "Then what do you say?!"

Someone answered: "Let's analyze the name of this level. Tower · Fengjiang, Fengjiang refers to Wu Ying and the murderer. I believe everyone can read from the word 'Fengjiang' that the altar is facing the boss of this level. Maliciousness, maybe this level is to kill Wu Ying..."

"Isn't this devoid of humanity? If you kill Wu Ying just to leave, how is it different from a murderer?"

"Is what the altar does humane? It makes us face more and more terrifying monsters and death at any time all day long. According to the style of the altar, the way to survive is to... annihilate humanity."

"But we're people! Not monsters!"

"You have come to the second floor, why can't you recognize the situation! The important thing is to live! Live! Don't you have parents and friends outside? Don't you want to return to the reality of Taiping? What's the use of hypocrisy here Wu Ying is not a human, it is already a ghost and a boss!"

"But……"

"Competent kindness is called kindness, and incompetent kindness is called stupidity! If there is another way to get out of this level, I would not choose to kill that little boy, but we are already in danger!"

Everyone quarreled, and Ran Yuanfei slapped the table vigorously: "Okay! Why are you arguing here? No matter how young Wu Ying is, he is still a level boss. Even if we really want to attack him, who is sure that we can deal with him? Can you deal with it? What about you? And you!"

He took a breath, his eyes moved back and forth between Xie Ji and Jiang Jichu, he still chose Xie Ji who communicated better: "Brother Xie, what do you think should be done?"

Xie Ji said in a deep voice.

"I don't approve of attacking Wu Ying, he is not at fault.

"I also don't think that destroying humanity is the way to pass all the levels of the altar. No one can prove this. Take a step back and say that if you really leave this way, your personality will also change greatly. In the real world, there are laws, If you have morality, you will not be able to integrate into society at all after you go back.

"What's more, even if you want to kill Wu Ying, how do you kill it? Destroy its statue? The murderer is in a spirit state and cannot be found, and the consequences of destroying the statue that suppresses the murderer will only be more unimaginable.

"There are still two days, we can think of other ways, maybe there are still missing places."

Zheng Yue's feet were not fully recovered, she limped and stood together with Xie Ji: "The murderer killed my two companions last night, it was Brother Xie who saved me, and everyone has seen Brother Xie's strength these days Now, I trust Brother Xie and listen to Brother Xie."

Zhou Bao snorted angrily: "The soul of the murderer is still in the tower, who can guarantee that he is not the one who died tonight? What's more, one died on the first day, and two died on the second day. The one with the surname Xie deserves to die three, maybe four today, and tomorrow it won’t be enough to kill a murderer!”

Xie Ji: "Let's live with more people tonight, and if the murderer really comes, kill him again."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Jichu who was standing against the wall with his knife in his arms. Ever since he realized that he couldn't leave the checkpoint, Jiang Jichu hadn't said a word.

He suddenly had an ominous feeling.

The next moment, Jiang Jichu's face was cold and alienated, and there was no trace of emotion in his voice: "Xie Ji, Wu Ying is not a human being, he is the level boss."

Xie Ji has cultivated to a certain extent in the sophistication of human relationships, and it has long been the most basic quality to show his emotions and anger.

But at this moment, the corners of his eyes were a little stunned.

No matter how intense the discussion was between the few people just now, Xie Ji's heart couldn't be stirred up. Everyone has their own reasons and choices.

But Jiang Jichu was different.

He didn't expect that Jiang Jichu actually wanted to kill Wu Ying to pass the test.

Xie Ji quickly thought about Jiang Jichu's reasons.

That's right, Jiang Jichu has been to the seventh floor, and has seen too many farewells along the way. His teammates and elder brother all died at the hands of the boss. Jiang Jichu hates the boss. No matter whether Wu Ying is innocent or not, he is the boss of this level.

He understands the truth of "don't persuade others to be kind without others suffering", but he still feels that Jiang Jichu is different.

Xie Ji: "Jiang Jichu, level bosses cannot be generalized, think about Ann from the last level."

Jiang Jichu shook his head: "I have only one goal, and that is for you to get out alive."

Everyone's eyes became strange for a moment.

Xie Ji didn't care about other people's thoughts: "I understand, but we can think of other ways to do this. Think about your brother, would he want you to avenge him in this way?"

The moment Jiang Jichu heard Xie Ji mentioning his brother, Jiang Jichu's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't tell if it was Xie Ji's surprised eyes, or the pain in his back that was throbbing again, making it difficult for him to breathe, and his throat was so dry that he couldn't even speak. not out.

Xie Ji is still waiting for his answer.

Jiang Jichu gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you Ji! Do you think Wu Ying didn't think about the consequences when he agreed back then? He did it voluntarily!"

As he spoke, he opened the door of the room, and Xie Ji grabbed his arm before he took a few steps: "Where are you going?"

"Don't stop me, Xie Ji, you have a bright future, your parents, younger brother, and friends are waiting for you! Think about them!" Jiang Jichu said, "I will take any responsibilities myself, and I won't get your hands dirty. Step aside!"

Killing Wu Ying in a hurry without making an effort, and making a choice at the last moment are two different concepts.

"Jiang Jichu, calm down!" Xie Ji straightened Jiang Jichu's body, and their eyes collided suddenly, "Wu Ying didn't do it voluntarily, he was forced to do it voluntarily, no one wants to be locked up in a broken tower that doesn't see the sun With the killers."

He pressed Jiang Jichu tightly: "I know you are worried about an accident in this level and want to end it as soon as possible, and I also know that you hate the boss, but Jiang Jichu, calm down, you are not such a person."

Jiang Jichu: "What do you know?! You also have a younger brother! If it's Xie Quan..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized something was wrong, and suppressed the rest of his words.

Xie Ji seized the opportunity: "We still have two days, give me a little more time, Jiang Jichu, don't let yourself regret it."

"One day, Xie Ji, just one day tomorrow." Jiang Jichu threw Xie Ji away, strode towards the inside of the corridor, came to the door of the room they usually lived in, turned in the same direction, and entered the room opposite.