The copy NPCs are all my homie [Original God + Unlimited]

Ying was not in a hurry to enter the door, but squatted down and looked at the three arrows on the ground.

End to end, very strange.The middle arrow is black and the remaining two are red.

Ying thought for a while, clicked on the black arrow in the middle, and put it into her bag.

Then Ying stepped forward and pushed open the carved wooden door.

"Oh My God……"

It was chaotic, and all kinds of strange things were piled up in a haphazard manner, but it could be seen that everyone was trying to bribe God.The most conspicuous is a pile of jade bracelets and rings like a hill.wait, what is that?

Ying stared, and picked up a crystal-like object from the corner.

Isn't this... the poisoned spike on Twarin?

Ying took out the deep blood that had been lying for more than a year from her backpack, which was some kind of substance she recovered when she defeated Twarin.

She compared two things, exactly the same.It seems...the game still has many secrets.

Ying put down the deep blood, took a random bracelet from the pile of jade bracelets, and carefully searched every corner of the warehouse, but found nothing she was looking for.

"Have you finished picking?" Wendy's voice came from afar.

"Okay." Ying Yang replied.

There was another flash before her eyes, and Ying returned to her seat No. 7. Number 12 looked down, looking guilty.

Of the three people who came back from the duel arena, No. 3 had bruises on his neck and was panting rapidly. No. 2 looked unharmed, but his eyes were loose, and he murmured: "I killed...I killed..." The man of No. 4... the man of No. 9 had an arm broken, and his face was pale , Fortunately, the blood on the arm has stopped.

Ying turned her head away, unable to bear to look again.

"Okay! Congratulations to everyone who has entered the final game - the king game! This round is much simpler. The five of you plus me will draw numbers 1-5 and the king. The person who draws the king can choose two numbers at will Release the mission. The game only lasts for three rounds. After the three rounds, the dungeon of this game is officially over! But it should be noted that there are still 5 players left, and only 4 players can complete the mission and leave the dungeon at most! If there are more than 4 players , everyone will be wiped out directly. Oh, and, if the king successfully kills players, every time a player is killed, the dungeon score will be increased by 30 points! King, please use your imagination! Kill your subjects as much as you want Now! Now, start drawing cards!"

6 cards were flying in the air and fell into everyone's hands.

Ying looked at the card in front of her, on which was written: "King."

"Who's the king!" Wendy asked cheerfully.

Ying raised her hand.

"King please issue an order."

Ying gritted her teeth, and everyone waited with bated breath.

After all, I still can't help myself.Ying shook her head and decided to leave the problem to the king behind.

"No. 3 and No. 6, shake hands."

The original No. 4 muscular man let out a long breath, and suddenly stood up: "I am No. 3."

The handsome guy at number 12 also stood up and showed card number 6 in his hand.

The two shook hands.

"Okay, draw the card again."

Cards flew from six hands, rearranged in the air, reshuffled in dizzying fashion, and flew into everyone's hands again.

number 3.Ying looked at the number in his hand.

"Hey, I'm actually the king!" Wendy shouted excitedly.

The players visibly tense up.

But that's fine too.Ying thought, if Wendy designated a certain number to die, it would also prevent the player from becoming an executioner like a king.

"I don't want to kill people! It's the same as the last game, on the 3rd and 6th, I invite each of you to drink a glass of wine."

Wendy snapped her fingers, and two goblets appeared at the same time, filled with green liquor.

“My favorite cider ever!”

Ying and the muscular man took the wine glass, Ying raised her head and swallowed the wine in one gulp.

Wendy often tricked her into drinking when she was in Tivat, but Di Luke would stop her in time every time.Unexpectedly, the first time Wendy succeeded in getting her to drink was in this damn game.

"Is it good to drink?"

Wendy's magnified face appeared in front of Ying, and Ying smiled subconsciously: "It's very delicious."

Wendy sat back with satisfaction.

"The third round, please draw cards!"

This time Ying got the number 2.

The fat man with a broken arm raised the card in his hand tremblingly: "I am the king..."

5 people, only 4 people can go out.He has to kill someone.

The man took a few deep breaths and closed his eyes tightly: "No. 2 and No. 3 will fight until one dies."

"Is this a coincidence? I'm No. 3!" Wendy stood up indifferently.

"It's over, traveler..." Paimon murmured.

Ying stood up and walked towards Wendy.

"Well, before the duel, I would like to invite you to have another glass of wine with me, okay?" Wendy raised her cloak and bowed slightly with her hands on her chest.

Ying nodded slightly.

"Bring a glass of wine, is it okay?" Wendy teased with a smile, as if she didn't take anything to heart at all.

Ying thought of Wendy during the Wind and Flower Festival.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to—" "You can have a glass of wine."

The two spoke out at the same time.Wendy froze for a moment, then smiled again.

"Okay, let's have a glass of wine."

The players watched nervously.

There are two goblets again, and the turquoise liquid is shaking.

"It's the best cider I've ever had. I don't know where it comes from," Wendy whispered.

Ying reached out to take the wine that Wendy handed over, and the eyes of the two collided in the air.

Ying held out her arms, and so did Wendy.The white sleeves are intertwined, and the distance is so close that Ying can feel the heartbeat and shallow breathing of the people around her.

"You know what to do, don't you?" Wendy leaned her head towards her.

Ying raised her neck and drank the wine in the glass.It was obviously good cider, but Ying couldn't taste it.

The bottoms of the goblets collided lightly, Ying pulled her hand away, and Wendy's hand lightly brushed the back of her hand.

The cup disappeared, Ying took out the traveling sword from her bag, and took a stance.

"Now, the duel begins~"

Wendy announced loudly and snapped his fingers at the same time, a bow appeared in his hand.

"Stay closer to me." He smiled and said to Ying.

Ying took a few steps forward.

"Look at me~" Wendy condensed a wind arrow in his hand. He put the arrow on the bow and aimed at Ying.

A gust of wind came, and Ying subconsciously swung her sword to block it.

But this is just an ordinary wind.

Ying watched Wendy throw away the bow in her hand, turn the arrow around, and rush the arrow towards herself.

"I should know you." He said to Ying, and then ruthlessly plunged the wind arrow into his body.

Wendy disappeared.

Ying's mind went blank and she couldn't say anything.

Where's Wendy?What just happened?How did he disappear?

"Wendy——" Ying dropped the sword in her hand and rushed to the middle of the table, "Wendy—where are you—come out—"

"Singing--Wendy--Barbatos--Aeolian--"

No matter how Ying shouted, Wendy never appeared again.

"No, no, you are the god of this copy, how could you die?"

God is not the supreme will of the copy.So the "duplicate" that the system and Wendy called is the real controller of the dungeon.In a blink of an eye, Ying suddenly understood, so the settlement will be carried out later——

"Currently settle the dungeon, there are 5 people left, and the dungeon requirements have not been met—"

Suddenly, a cold voice resounded through the hall, ruthlessly pronouncing the fate of five people.

"Wait!" Ying said loudly, "It's not five people!"

She picked up the wind arrow that Wendy condensed on the ground, and took out the arrowhead she picked up from the warehouse door: "I found the 'disappearing thing'!"

The sound disappeared.

Ying continued: "At the beginning of the game, there were 12 people sitting around a big round table. There was a representative number in front of each person. There are twelve numbers in total. What does this table look like?"

"Like a clock." Number 12 replied subconsciously.

"That's right," Ying walked to the middle and took out the Cecilia flower from the round hole, "God put the flower he liked in the round hole in the middle of the table, and that's when I realized that this table It's just a clock, and the round hole in the middle shows that it's missing hands."

"The three arrows outside God's storehouse are connected end to end. How can you design three arrows connected end to end? Arrows are used to guide the way, and it is common sense to set one every other way, so the arrow in the middle is redundant. It is the minute hand .”

Ying aligned the end of the long arrowhead with the small hole on the table, and the arrowhead was fixed in, and stopped after turning around the table.

"I have always guessed that the hour hand is on God. God is a special existence in the dungeon. He controls the progress of the game, in other words, the time of the game. The hour hand is God's weapon."

Ying put the wind arrow into the small hole, and the wind arrow turned wildly, and then faded to the same black as the minute hand.

"I found something that was lost in the dungeon, so I can leave the dungeon. Just now the rule said that 'there are only four players who can complete the mission and leave the dungeon'. I didn't complete the mission and leave. There are exactly 4 people left, and the conditions for leaving are met. Please Make a copy settlement."

The air is quiet.

After a long while, the voice of the dungeon reappeared: "The dungeon settlement is now being carried out. It is detected that a player has found the 'lost dungeon', and you can leave the dungeon. There are 4 remaining players who have reached the maximum number of people, and you can leave the dungeon. Please wait a moment, everyone." Check the results and rewards of this dungeon from the system."

"Thank you!" "Thank you!"

2, 4, and 12 shouted their thanks before the light swallowed everyone up.

Ying stood blankly, as if the words just now had exhausted her whole body's energy.

"Traveler... the singer——Wendy must be doing well in Tivat, the one you saw just now may not be him..." Paimon comforted cautiously.

"That's him," Ying replied subconsciously, "but I also believe that he is doing well in Tivat."

What appeared in front of him was a small room, and Ying threw herself on the bed, letting herself fall into the darkness.