Gudu…
The sound of sticky water sounded, and bits of scarlet began to ooze out from the white wall.
"Be gentle, don't break her body." The Duke stepped forward and passed through the blazing flames surrounding him.
crackling
The tongue of fire licked the man's gorgeous dress, leaving burnt marks on the golden embroidery.
But the Duke obviously didn't care. He walked to the restrained Liu Ruoyu, looked her up and down, and then patted the thick vines in reward.
The vines shook their dark branches, making a rustling sound.
"Nightingale, we are ready."
The closed door was suddenly pushed open, and several cold-faced maids walked up to the Duke with their wide skirts in hand.
"Very well, dear, please take her to the hotbed. Remember, please don't hurt her." The Duke warned with a smile.
"Okay." The maids stepped forward to hold Liu Ruoyu down and tied her up tightly with a rope.
"You don't have to look at me like that." After watching the maids walk away, the Duke smiled and glanced at the other three players.
In comparison, the current symptoms of glasses are the most intense.
He knelt on the ground and stared at the Duke, his jaw trembling but he could only make a few breathy sounds. Large beads of cold sweat dripped down his forehead and fell onto the wooden floor, leaving dark water stains.
The red bloodshot that spread all over his body has taken root deep into the body of the glasses. It jumps on the surface of the skin as he breathes, making it look ferocious and terrifying.
Although Mu Chen's condition on the side was better than him, it was not much better. The man's mental state did not look very good. He leaned against the wall with his head hanging down and seemed to have lost the ability to move.
As for Yunchuan…
The Duke turned his head and blinked at Yunchuan through the blind spot of his glasses.
"..." Yunchuan silently closed his eyes and didn't want to look at him.
Bah…
Just as Sisir turned his head, an ice blade glowing with cold light broke through the air and struck him quickly.
"Let's go!" The glasses that were kneeling on the ground suddenly jumped up. He cut his wrist and summoned a giant card more than two meters high.
Mu Chen, who threw the dagger at the side, picked up Yun Chuan and rushed towards the card along with the glasses.
"Catch them!" The Duke reacted instantly. He covered his neck that was pierced by the ice blade, and let out a somewhat broken roar. Thick vines instantly sprang out from the wall, and rushed towards the three people with bared teeth and claws.
"Let's go..." The glasses were extremely weak from the bloodshot torture and massive blood loss. He squinted his eyes and stumbled into the card surface.
"Yunchuan!"
But just when Mu Chen was following the glasses and preparing to jump into the card, the vines had already attacked. They wrapped around Yun Chuan's waist at the last moment and pulled him away from the card.
Buzz... The cards emitted a burst of white light and disappeared into the air with the two players.
……
As the two players disappeared, the last remaining 'player' was hung in the air by vines and glared at by the boss on the ground.
"..."
"..."
"So...I asked you to speed up appropriately, and you just killed Tsuna, right?" Yunchuan spoke first, breaking the awkward atmosphere.
"That's not the case... I just omitted some unnecessary plots..." Thistle scratched his head guiltily, but accidentally touched the ice blade that was still stuck in his neck.
"It hurts...it hurts...Boss, please help me get it off. Did Nan Sheng do this? I know she is trying to defeat me! Hey! This thing has claimed its master!" Thistle let out a howl and stood on the spot. He bounced and rubbed his frost-covered fingertips.
"..." I simply couldn't see it.
"Put me down." Yun Chuan rolled his eyes, and he patted the vines wrapped around him helplessly.
The vines stretched their bodies docilely and gently lifted Yun Chuan to the ground. "Gujiguji..." The vines shook slightly and let out a coquettish growl.
"Disgraceful." Yunchuan pressed Sisir's shoulders and pulled the ice blade out of his neck.
"Let 001 start a live broadcast. I want to see where the two players teleported to." Thistle chuckled and came over.
"I didn't bring 001."
"Huh?"
"There are no players who bring private systems to play dungeons. I let them stay behind."
"No, boss, you have really become a player." Thistle was stunned.
"Father God once told me that He wants me to personally train a few players, but I think the word 'several players' actually has another way of saying it." Yunchuan chuckled, and he stretched out his arms to let Golden threads swept across his body.
"Explanation?" Thistle was a little confused.
"The candidate has already been chosen. He doesn't want Mu Chen to die in the dungeon." "Huh?"
"It's not good for you to know too much." A trace of displeasure flashed in the black-haired young man's eyes, "You only need to know that my god has already tacitly allowed me to find Ying's soul, and Mu Chen is now in my hands."
"I understand, I understand, boss, trust us, we will definitely stand by your side." Sisl understood instantly and made a promise in joking words.
Acquiescing means secretly agreeing, so they must not bring this matter to light.
‘Forget it…’ Thistle shook his head, who told them to call Yunchuan boss.
Soldiers will come to block it, water will come and earth will cover it. Who can say clearly what will happen in the future?
"Boss, do you want to go to the hotbed?" Thistle tilted his head and changed the topic.
"Then go ahead."
"Okay!"
*
"Damn it, two more people are missing. There is no way for anyone to survive in this copy." Glasses sat in the tunnel, resisting dizziness and bandaging the wound on his wrist.
His ability has been overdrawn and he can no longer summon cards.
"The road ahead is changing, and we are back to the tunnel before." Mu Chen carefully detected the surrounding environment.
"Those nightingales are traitors too!" Glasses cursed through gritted teeth.
"If we want to survive, we have to stop the blood sacrifice." Mu Chen frowned and looked at the squirming blood vessels on his arm.
"How to stop it, we can't even get out of the tunnel now."
"The nightingale can lead the way."
"The nightingale has been beaten back to its original shape!"
“Prototypes can also lead the way.”
"What?" The glasses were stunned, and he slowly looked at Mu Chen with an incredulous expression.
Mu Chen opened his palms, and a thin strand of hair was lying on his palms.
"While dragging Yunchuan, I took out the Duke's pocket." Fortunately, Thistle just stuffed the hair into his pocket hastily.
"Awesome...ah...sorry." Glasses was about to praise him excitedly, but suddenly he remembered the black-haired young man who was swept away by the vines.
"He won't die easily. There will always be hope..." Mu Chen said vaguely to the glasses. After all, he knew that even if Sisir died, Yunchuan would not die.
"Chirping." Fortunately, those hair strands automatically turned into nightingales within two minutes of being exposed to the air, saving them time to think.
After a few birds flew several times in the dark tunnel, they flew deeper into the tunnel with a clear purpose.
"Tell me everything you know." Mu Chen put up his glasses and trotted after Nightingale.
"Now the box is still in Nightingale's hands. Hidden inside is the soul of the real Duke..."
"...and the blood sacrifice. It is a curse that requires hundreds of years of blood donation..." Glasses tried his best to recall the bitter and difficult words he saw in the Duke's bedroom.
"...One of its effects is...resurrection..." He suddenly raised his head and looked at the nightingale who was leading the way in the darkness.
"The hotbed... is the hotbed. That spine is the hotbed of blood sacrifice, and Liu Ruoyu will most likely be taken there."
"If my guess is correct... then these nightingales are actually the hair of the maid that appears many times in the nightingale story. The nightingale wanted to resurrect the maid, so he let these nightingales transformed from the hair follow us from the beginning, so that Dispel our doubts
He also knew that we would not stay in our room honestly, so he simply asked the butler to lure us into the tunnel by asking for help by opening the box, and asked the nightingale to take us to the bottom of the manor to ensure that we could be infected with the blood sacrifice. But...I always feel it's a little too fast, and some details seem to be deliberate..."
"Anyway, we have to destroy the hotbed before the blood sacrifice is completed to have a chance to survive." Mu Chen quickened his pace. He could feel that the blood vessels in his body were twisting more violently as he got closer to his spine.
The last time the three of them were near that huge spine, they were drowned in a wave of blood. It was probably at that time that the curse was placed.
"We're here!" Finally, after a long descent, the two of them once again came to a transparent area that seemed to be full of bugs.
But the scene in front of me was completely different from the last time I came here.
The only white spine that had not changed was still standing there, but countless scarlet blood vessels had already broken off the blood lines and were floating in the air. They were contracting the inner walls by leaps and bounds, just like scarlet pipes.
"There is someone." Mu Chen hid behind the bunker warily. Everything in this place is transparent except for the furniture, making it very difficult to hide.
"Spare us..."
"Help..."
"Let me go..."
Hear the sound first before anyone arrives. Hoarse cries for help came from afar.
After a while, expressionless maids dragging struggling male servants into Mu Chen's field of vision.
"Shut up. It's your honor to be a sacrifice." The maid scolded the male servant harshly, grabbing a blood vessel floating next to her and pressing it on the male servant's forehead.
(End of chapter)
The author said: I’ll lower the word count for this chapter, because I’m going to finish the copy in the next chapter.
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