MTL - Top Horror Novelist-Chapter 137 (1)

In the game field, you will encounter even unimaginable dangers.

This is the player's consensus on the game field.

Whether they have lost all fighting spirit, are afraid to leave in the temporary living area, or desperately want to return to reality, they all know what a high-level instance represents.

However, the danger level of [City of Death Knell] not only refreshed the players' cognition, but also made them never imagined that the players... would even help the NPC?

Many viewers stared blankly at Jingcha who was mixed with NPCs on the screen, watching the slender young man jump up and down, like an arrow leaving the string in the chaotic battlefield, where he was, like a thousand Thousands of troops cross the border, roaring and blowing wind.

Because of the addition of Beijing Tea, the situation changed in an instant.

The guards, who originally had the upper hand due to their large numbers and well-equipped equipment, soon retreated steadily under the onslaught of Jingcha, and could only guard the dignitaries and keep retreating in embarrassment.

They were yelling that the Dalits would pay, threatening and intimidating people as usual.

When someone showed a hesitant and timid expression, the sheriffs regained their confidence.

But was interrupted by Jingcha and others.

"Hey, what about the High Tower Prison, don't you know that the High Tower Prison has collapsed long ago?"

Jing Cha rolled her eyes, her tone was frivolous and flamboyant, which made the magistrates afraid.

The slender boy stood with his hands on his hips, facing the wind high above the head of the giant skeleton rabbit, his eyes overlooking the ground could not reflect the figures of the sheriffs, as if to him, the sheriffs were just a group of rambling bugs.

The red bird standing beside him answered tacitly: "Do you know Uncle Hank? His nephew Victor was imprisoned in the High Tower Prison by these magistrates a few years ago, and he is here now!"

"Watchmaker Victor, right here!"

With the roar of the red bird, Victor, who was originally in the crowd, immediately stepped out, jumped onto the high platform and shouted to everyone.

"The tower has fallen! The chains that bound us are gone, now! We can take back our lives and avenge the dead!"

Victor roared: "We want victory! We want freedom! We want our own lives!"

Many people recognized Victor's face, and there were exclamations one after another, but more people were emotionally affected by Victor, and responded with the same fierce arms.

"Revenge! Revenge! For my mother!"

"For our family and friends! For ourselves!"

"Return what was taken away!"

"The tower fell—!"

The crowd is furious, and they share the same hatred.

The magistrates did not expect that the routine intimidation they had long been accustomed to would cause such a fierce backlash.

They panicked and brandished sticks in a desperate attempt to regain their authority.

But when everyone in the whole group is no longer afraid, they all abandon their fear, knowing that the tower that has been pressing on them has disappeared, and nothing can scare them anymore.

People flocked to the dignitaries like a wave, and the sheriffs and guards who stood in front of the dignitaries were violently beaten by the angry people, and were soon crushed from an advantage to a disadvantage, unable to hold themselves back again and again.

At the beginning, the nobles who wanted to drive away were stopped by people halfway, and the nobles who were screaming in panic in the carriage were pulled off their horses.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the city lord immediately prepared to leave with all the dignitaries around him.

The guards formed a human wall, struggling to stop the angry people. Behind them, the dignitaries hurried away surrounded by a small number of guards.

In the chaos and noise, only Chi Yiyin watched coldly, calm and calm to the point of terror.

"They acted as expected."

Chi Yiyin turned around, smiled and looked at Skye who was coming over: "You can go."

Skye nodded, looking at Chi Yiyin with admiration and amazement.

"I didn't expect it to be really hit by you."

He asked curiously: "Mr. Chi, how did you know they would react like this?"

He, the first person who discovered the dungeon and entered it, didn't expect it.

Chi Yiyin winked at him, and smiled meaningfully: "Because, even if they are NPCs, even if they have different identities, they are all 'people' after all."

As human beings, we have common weaknesses and ways of thinking.

And he...just right, he knows people best.

Before encouraging everyone in the tavern to attack the gathering of the dignitaries together, Chi Yiyin had already seen the next ten steps clearly in advance, knowing how the dignitaries would react and choose when they encountered a crisis.

As for what the rich and powerful would do, Chi Yiyin naturally had already planned a plan to deal with it.

For example, Skye.

Hunting and killing powerful people is the most suitable job for Skye.

He is capable, kind and willing to help others, but this kindness is not for the rich and powerful.

——For those who control Tangjia City, Skye has only resentment.

In three years, a little bit of hatred accumulated.

Skye was trapped in an alley for three years, watching thousands of players die in front of him. .

How long can a person remain completely good?

Who would never hold a grudge against others?

Not even a "sage sky" can do it.

For him, those powerful people are the chief culprits that caused his pain.

When good people finally get angry, that's the **** from which demons flee too.

And in Chi Yiyin's opinion... just right, isn't it?

He needs someone to take charge of the whereabouts of the dignitaries and seize control of Tangjia City. As for Skye, he wanted to be for himself and those players who had died in the copy for three years.

revenge.

"Go ahead, Skye."

The wind lifted her silver-gray hair, Chi Yiyin squinted her eyes, and said softly: "Do what you should do, there is the battlefield for your final revenge."

Skye nodded, and immediately the big men in the tavern gathered towards him, ready to go with him.

But before leaving, Skye turned his head, glanced at Chi Yiyin with a complicated expression, and said softly and solemnly: "Thank you, Chi Yiyin."

Chi Yiyin tilted her head, smiled but did not admit it: "Thank me for what? Because I use your power?"

Before Skye could explain, Chi Yiyin had already raised his hand and pointed to the carriage of the nobles who was drifting away in the distance, and said, "Go, wait a little longer, they don't know where they will go."

Skye followed and saw the eagerness of the people in the tavern around him, so he had no choice but to turn around and run away.

But after Skye left, Chu Yueli, who had been silent all the time, said: "Sir, you clearly know what he is talking about."

"One, a chance to get revenge and undo obsession."

Chu Yueli looked at Skye's back. Although it was the first time he met Skye, those too clear eyes had already seen everything about Skye.

"He has been waiting for this opportunity for too long and too hard. It has been so long that he himself has forgotten his identity as a human being, blurring the boundaries between dungeons and alleys."

He paused, and then said: "If it wasn't for Mr., I am afraid that he will soon completely forget his identity and memory, and become a member of the dungeon, no different from those gargoyles."

"It was the husband who gave him hope to change, why didn't the husband let him thank you?"

Chu Yueli couldn't understand.

He felt that his own **** should of course have the faith of all believers. Those who have received help from God must be grateful to God and worship God with all their remaining lives and souls.

Chi Yiyin just smiled and didn't care.

"I help him because he is a transparent person who is grateful, but I help him not because of his thanks."

Chi Yiyin turned his head sideways, took a deep look at the direction Skye left, and said in a low voice: "It's because he has this value, and can also be a 'tool' to help me. Besides, I don't need him for extra money." emotions."

"He... still has too many unfinished obsessions, which are already heavy enough. His soul can no longer bear any more."

He chuckled and saw it clearly: "He is a precarious tower, and he is only one block away from the last building block, and it will collapse. Self-saving or suicide will depend on him. I have no intention of intervening."

Obviously Chi Yiyin was talking about Skye, but Chu Yueli was silent when he heard these words.

Chu Yueli pursed his lips, his expression was low, and after a long time, he hesitated carefully and asked, "What about me?"

Chi Yiyin raised his eyebrows and looked back in surprise: "Huh?"

"for me."

Chu Yueli raised his head and looked at Chi Yiyin with light in his eyes, as if he was staring at the sun: "Do you think so too, sir?"

He looked like he was about to cry, as if as long as Chi Yiyin denied him, he would lose all his courage and support.

Chi Yiyin was a little taken aback.

This was the first time he saw Chu Yueli showing such an expression. Whether he broke his leg in the copy of Gushu Town or passed by death, or even when he told about his past twenty years of life, he had never been loved by his mother, and even his existence was denied by his mother. Yue Li always had that indifferent expression.

It's as if, Chu Yueli and the world are separated by a layer of frosted glass, looking at flowers through the fog.

He understands all the sorrows in this world, and has personally experienced the unbearable pain of others, but he has never collapsed or resented because of it, but accepts it all calmly.

Suffering is as natural to him as breathing.

Can…

Chu Yueli like that, but in front of him, just because of a word, a guess, almost cried out.

Chi Yiyin pursed her lips, then laughed.

"Get away."

He called calmly: "It must be valuable, and it must be able to help me."

Chi Yiyin seldom reveals her true side in front of others. He always wears a false mask, showing the face that others want to see.

In this way, ordinary people who have never seen a monster can receive good.

The monster, on the other hand, can get everything he wants.

—Expressions are just another method used by Chi Yiyin.

But right now, in front of Chu Yueli, Chi Yiyin took off his mask with his own hands, revealing his calm, rational and cruel side.

"As long as you are my most important asset."

Chi Yiyin bent down slightly, her slender figure was like a taut bow, with beautiful and smooth muscle lines.

Through the silver-gray hair that fell down, those azure blue eyes fixedly stared at Chu Yueli, as deep as the sea.

"As long as your value is heavy enough, I will not give up on you."

He hooked his lips: "Forever."

Chu Yueli stared blankly at Chi Yiyin, only to feel that his heartbeat disappeared at that moment.

His god... promised him himself that he would not abandon him.

Is there anything better than this?

The corners of Chu Yueli's eyes were slightly red, he nodded heavily, and replied seriously: "Okay."

Sir...I will not, give you any chance, to abandon me.

Chu Yueli only felt that there was a strong emotion in his chest and he wanted to tell Chi Yiyin, but before he could take another step, he saw a pair of arms stretched out and affectionately stopped Chi Yiyin's shoulders.

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and he looked up coldly.

Li Sijun just sneered slightly, Chu Yueli was not even in his eyes, as if it was just a cloud of air, and he didn't need to pay attention to it at all.

"For Yinyin."

Li Sijun lowered his eyes, smiled and said in an intimate tone, "Aren't I the most important asset?"

"In this case, it seems that I need to work harder."

He lazily and softly asked in a very relaxed manner, as if Chu Yueli was an opponent not worth mentioning, but his words did not express that.

"So, Yinyin—want this copy?"

Chi Yiyin twitched the corners of his mouth, and suddenly had an urge to throw Li Sijun directly into the battlefield and let him die.

When he chooses his partner, he should choose Chu Yueli or Beijing Tea. I always feel that Li Sijun is too dangerous.

And Li Sijun's identity... The system's fearful appearance, what title is Li Sijun the awakener of?

The most special "fool", or the "world" where everything ends?

Or is it simply... above all awakened powers, God?

"There is such a rumor."

The slender and strong palm lightly brushed the book, and the fingertips stayed on the place where the author's name was on the cover, gently rubbing.

"The power of all awakened people comes from the gods. It is He who took the initiative to spread his power, so that the twenty-two awakened people can set foot on the final battlefield and complete their own great tasks."

"According to the prophecy, the world will usher in the last coming of God after wildfires and floods."

"The trumpet has sounded and the trial has begun."

"It's just that the object of God's judgment is not the life and death of a specific person. It's whether the whole world has any meaning to continue to exist."

Those hands slowly opened the book.

The sound of paper flipping was slight, but it had enough quiet power to calm people down.

The sunlight fell through the crystal glass, forming bright refracted light on the ground, like countless diamonds, shining with an overly beautiful light.

The light shines on the books, dazzlingly white.

And the person sitting on the chair had a pair of long legs crossed, and the coat draped over his shoulders fell casually to the ground.

She flipped through the pages casually all night, a smile slowly forming on her red lips.

"In a place I can't see, he has grown into a good enough person. Should I be happy? Or should I be sad."

"Even without me, he can still take care of himself and be himself. A monster will never change its existence and appearance just because of other people's eyes or criticism."

She laughed softly: "But in this way, it seems that I am very dispensable."

"Chi Yiyin...my little monster."

Those steel-blue eyes slowly lifted up, looking out against the sunlight in front of him.

The entire pure white building is silent, and there is only one chair and two figures standing and sitting in the vast space that seems to have no end.

Chi Yan trembled her eyelashes, the sun fell into her eyes, but she couldn't startle a speck of dust.

"If you want to become a god, of course there is only one way."

"Kill the original god, on top of the death of the god, step on his corpse, and become a new god."

"It's like you build your country on top of the ruins, and formulate your laws and regulations."

Chi Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the books spread out in his hands.

The book that Chi Yiyin once wrote in reality fell into her hands in the game field after tossing and turning.

And in the printed pages, every single word is thrilling.

[In the dark forest, people cannot see the jackals behind them and the snakes above their heads, and they cannot see the sun throughout their lives.

So he cut down the trees, hollowed out the mountains, opened up that forest, and let the sun shine into the darkness.

"When looking for light in darkness, even if it is difficult, even if the price is the death of darkness and light." As he stretched out his hand, someone heard him say this. 】

Chi Yan laughed softly.

Immediately, the laughter became louder and louder, echoing crazily in the empty space, echoing layer upon layer, making people daunting.

"After so many years, it should be a long time for a mother and child to reminisce about the old days."

Chi Yan grinned the corners of his lips, his sharp handsome face had a dangerous and unpredictable expression.

"President, isn't it because of Chi Yiyin that you are disqualified?"

The man who had been standing quietly behind I Chi Yan with his hands behind his back suddenly said calmly: "Besides, when Mr. Chi entered the game field—didn't you give him a ride?"

"Let the monsters who were originally feared and repelled by the game field have the possibility to enter the game field."

"what…"

Chi Yan seemed to have just remembered this.

She tilted her head and readily admitted: "Yes, I sent him a knife—on his heart."

"That kid seems to be very happy, and he even looked for my figure... He knows that I am in the playground. He wants to kill me."

Chi Yan smiled: "What an excellent monster, isn't it?"

The man was silent for a long time.

Just ask: "Mr. Chi, will you come here?"

"certainly."

Chi Yan stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and the windbreaker blew as he walked.

She stood behind the crystal glass and looked down.

Those eyes are extremely cold, like the universe overlooking the earth.

No life can leave traces in it.

"Of course he will come over, he is Chi Yiyin."

Chi Yan narrowed his eyes: "Is there anything he can't do?"

"Is there really something you can't do, Chi Yiyin?"

Jingcha jumped a few times, left the core battlefield, and when he landed beside Chi Yiyin, he even had a complicated light in his questioning eyes, feeling that he had reacquainted with the gentleman in a suit in front of him.

When we were in the tavern, when Chi Yiyin explained to Jingcha word by word what he needed to do, what would happen and the corresponding plan, Jingcha listened so lazily that he almost fell asleep, and felt that the sound beside him was too loud. Seriously, Red Bird, who almost didn't take notes, is really too serious.

How can a person know what will happen tomorrow?

He can't even decide what to eat tonight.

However, when Jingcha really stepped into this chaotic party, there was a storm in her heart all the time.

without him.

Because every step, everyone's reactions and decisions are exactly what Chi Yiyin said.

The most frightening thing is that Chi Yiyin, who has achieved this, didn't know these dignitaries at all before, and he didn't get the information of these people before entering the dungeon.

What Chi Yiyin relied on was actually only a brief observation while on the roof on the other side of the river.

Only relying on the tens of minutes of long-distance observation, Chi Yiyin had a panoramic view of everyone's words and deeds, and traced back to the source, analyzed the original character of these powerful people, and deduced the positive again from the origin , said what these people would do in the face of a crisis.

Knowing yourself and the enemy is easy to say, but it is the most critical but hardest thing to do on the battlefield.

But Chi Yiyin... understood with just those few glances.

If Jing Cha hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have said it was absolutely impossible.

Even the red bird can't do this!

However, Chi Yiyin did it.

It has almost refreshed Beijing Tea's understanding of the world.

It turns out that there are galaxies beyond the earth, and the universe beyond the galaxies. It turns out that the boundless expanse cannot be touched by oneself...

Jingcha is in a trance: Does this kind of brain really exist?

Chi Yiyin smiled and said nothing, only glanced at the tea, and then walked towards Isalia who was staying with the skeleton rabbit in the distance.

This is the only variable in his plan.

The neglected Jingcha: "???"

"Did he look down on me just now?"

Jingcha pointed at Chi Yiyin's back in disbelief, and asked Red Bird, "You saw that, right? He ignored me!"

Chu Yueli walked to Jingcha's side, stopped temporarily, turned sideways, and looked at him coldly.

Jingcha: "? Why?"

Chu Yueli didn't move his eyebrows: "People can't understand the world beyond their own cognition. For frogs, there is no extra sky outside the well."

Jing Cha: "?? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Chu Yueli looked back indifferently: "Oh, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, after all, you have no brains."

When passing by Jingcha, he even let out a "huh".

"Don't get me wrong, I just agree with Mr.

Without Chi Yiyin by his side, Chu Yueli looked extraordinarily indifferent and impolite.

Jingcha: "!!"

"Crap! I understand this time, you're just calling me stupid, aren't you?"

Jingcha rolled up his sleeves angrily and wanted to rush over, but Hongniao turned pale with fright, and quickly hugged his slender waist, trying to prevent him from rushing forward.

"No infighting, ancestor!"

"Let go! Let me beat him up and he'll know who's the boss! What's wrong with being brainless, I've provoked you!"

Jingcha cursed and cursed, but couldn't rush over, and took out the little black **** from his arms and threw it at Chu Yueli, making black coal **** fly in the air like throwing shot puts.

But although Chu Yueli didn't have a high enough force, he seemed to have eyes behind his back. He always turned slightly to avoid the rabbits flying from behind.

Jingcha: "?"

Little black bastard: Did I just provoke anyone—!

Chi Yiyin heard the noise behind him, but he didn't look back, but the smile on his lips deepened.

The way to manage downwards is naturally to let them resolve their conflicts by themselves, without interfering with them, and just wait for the winners to take the initiative to come to them.

It's like having cats and rabbits at home - and birds.

It is always inevitable to have a big battle to decide who is the boss and who is the younger brother.

Qualified masters will not disturb the natural formation of the ecological chain.

Just give thanks for the gifts of nature when the time comes.

In contrast, Isalia is obviously more important.

— This is the only variable that is different from Chi Yiyin's original plan.

Before the conflict of interests, Chi Yiyin, like everyone else, believed that the city lord sincerely loved his only daughter.

No matter what kind of rare treasure it is, it will be presented to Isalia, showing her the most beautiful side of the world, and she is not even willing to let her suffer a little bit of wind and rain, knowing how cruel the outside of the Crystal Palace is.

There are birth, old age, sickness and death, misery in the world, and grievances and resentments that cannot be expressed even if they are squeezed, bullied, or hurt.

Beautiful flowers don't need to know this, as long as they bloom quietly in the glass greenhouse.

Chi Yiyin used to think so—until the sudden violent incident, the city lord finally revealed his true colors.

In a fire, people will definitely give priority to rescuing their most important things.

Some people save money, others save their families and loved ones.

In emergencies, people cannot think in time, which also makes all their actions subconscious, which can best reveal their true inner thoughts.

Even a person who is good at disguising can't disguise his instinctive reaction for a moment as false.

And obviously, at the moment of life and death, the first thing the city owner thinks of is his Tangjia city.

Those dignitaries who hold great power are the tentacles of the city lord, allowing him to firmly grasp the city, preventing anyone from snooping.

As for Isalia?

The most valued daughter didn't even win the city lord's eyes.

When Chi Yiyin walked towards her, she was still talking with the giant skeleton rabbit with her head up. She didn't have the self-protection reaction of other people at all, and she didn't know how to protect herself on such a dangerous battlefield.

The long-term stability made her lose the ability to protect herself and her instinct to detect danger.

Even if the skeleton rabbit hadn't been stretching out its bone claws, vainly protecting Isalia's back, making the people who rushed over to retreat in fear, then Isalia would have been hurt in the chaos.

She is like a fairy living in the lake in a fairy tale, completely unaware of the dangers outside, and she is still tiptoe curiously asking the skeleton rabbit.

Even if the skeleton rabbit couldn't understand her words, and only nodded in a daze occasionally, it didn't affect Isalia's interest in the slightest.

There was nothing left of the expensive jewelry on her body, but it was not plundered, but when she was happily talking to the skeleton rabbit, she happily took something from her body from time to time and decorated it on the skeleton rabbit.

Soon, it was decorated with beautiful and expensive jewelry by Isalia from the tip of the claw to the skull.

The sapphires and pink diamonds complement each other, and the big emeralds are inlaid on the dry bones. The strange beauty is thrilling, with the coldness and sharpness that pierces all false appearances.

The audience looked scared, but they also became jealous of the skeleton rabbit, and said bitterly: [The daughter of the city lord is too rich, envious. ]

[Wow, such a precious gem, you gave it away casually? It's really a home in the mine. ]

[Is this too prodigal? No wonder the city lord doesn't like her, she deserves it. If this was my daughter I would beat her to death. ]

[? ? ? Don't be hysterical in front, and return your daughter? Is it okay to roll, the sour smell is overflowing. ]

[There is only one Tangjia city in the dungeon, other than that are the foreign businessmen who come here to trade... Have you ever thought about the deeper question, these beautiful jewels are not because Tangjia city is rich. It's because the people in Tangjia City are being squeezed, and every piece of jewelry is covered with blood. ]

[so what? If you don't see it, then you go away, I am willing to suffer in place of the city lord's daughter, I am so ridiculous, I am not happy when I have money, it's disgusting. ]

[It’s really rich, tsk tsk, but it’s me who can’t even afford an apartment in the temporary residence area, so I can only hide in the bridge hole like a mouse. ]

[This skeleton... is so beautiful! This is art, a strong contrast between jewelry and skeletons. ]

But Chi Yiyin didn't think about Isalia's wealth like the audience did, or feel jealous or disgusted by it.

He stopped gently beside Isalia, gently called her name, and told her—

"Your father has abandoned you."

Chi Yiyin smiled, but what she said was too cruel for this innocent girl.

"Your father is no longer ready to protect you, and the angry people will tear you to pieces."

"They will want you to return each of their lost loved ones, so that you too will experience the pain of loss and humiliation that they once felt. You will not leave here alive, but you will not die-in their view, your Death is too easy to console their pain."

Chi Yiyin leaned forward, smiled and softly described the foreseeable future to Isalia, without any guilt for scaring her.

He even tilted his head and asked curiously, "Isalia, have you ever been hurt, bled, or died?"

"If you haven't had this kind of experience before."

He nodded and said with a smile: "Then we can experience it together this time, are you happy?"

It took several beats for Isalia to realize what Chi Yiyin meant.

She slowly opened her eyes wide and looked around in disbelief.

But the city lord had long since disappeared from the battlefield.

Even those great nobles who were so light in Tangjia City disappeared with the city lord.

Only some little nobles were left after being caught and beaten wildly, howling in pain and begging for mercy alternately, and the magistrates also rolled around on the ground, dodging the falling sticks like dogs in a panic.

In this chaos, the positions of the original two parties were reversed, the majestic sheriffs were crying and begging for mercy, and the people regained their power.

They looked happy, with tears in their eyes, as if they could relieve the hatred and pain of losing their loved ones.

But Chi Yiyin could see clearly with cold eyes.

The so-called power is nothing but a falsehood.

If people haven't really grasped the core of Tangjia City and held the dual power of guards and wealth tightly in their hands before this chaos is completely over, then just wait for the city lord to calm down and recover from the unprepared situation. Respond and gather strength.

Then the situation that can be regarded as an advantage now will be completely counterattacked and destroyed.

The time to celebrate is too far away.

And Isalia...

Chi Yiyin looked sideways at the unbelievable girl.

He knew very well why the city lord left Isalia behind.

—A shield, a target for venting anger.

Everyone knows that the city lord loves his daughter, and the things he does have always been considered to be done at the request of his daughter.

There is a reason why Chi Yiyin thinks so.

Because the people in Tangjia City believed in it.

So when Chi Yiyin went to obtain information from the citizens, they would pass on wrong information to Chi Yiyin—how can something that is wrong from the source be corrected?

And the city lord left Isalia in place not just because he didn't care about forgetting.

On the contrary, the city lord always remembered the existence of Isalia.

What he has been doing all along is paving the way for things like today. It is precisely because everything is done under the name of Isalia, so if there is a problem, as long as Isalia's reluctance to stand in front of everyone is used as a target, the city lord and others will be ignored and they can easily get away.

Very clever, isn't it?

It's a pity that Chi Yiyin saw through it and destroyed it mercilessly.

"Isalia, no one will help you anymore."

Chi Yiyin said softly: "Your father, everyone you know and friends, your servants, even your dog... are all fake."

"They never belonged to you, but belonged to your father. Everyone expressed friendship to you only because of your father's authority. But now, your father has abandoned you, so everyone will abandon you."

Under Isalia's terrified gaze, Chi Yiyin smiled: "Noble lady, your world has been destroyed. Either find another way out, or die here."

"—You, which one do you choose?"

Isalia was at a loss, she put her slender palm on the bone claw of the giant skeleton rabbit, wanting to ask for help and protection.

But that was Jingcha's rabbit.

And Jingcha is under Chi Yiyin's control.

Even though the rabbit was a little abnormal, Jingcha's gaze made the skeleton rabbit hang its head limply, like a dead robot, it didn't move at all, and didn't respond to Isalia.

She was cornered step by step by Chi Yiyin, and with nowhere to go, she would expose all the information she knew.

for example-

"Isalia, where is your father's treasury? Where are the soldiers?"

Chi Yiyin smiled, like a deceptive devil: "When the crisis comes, where will your father and the dignitaries hide?"

He held out his hand to Isalia: "Tell me, and I will take you out of here and escape death. Otherwise—"

Chi Yiyin raised her eyes and looked behind Isalia.

Isalia also turned around in fear.

People's roaring faces entered her field of vision, and the blood and wailing all over the ground made her teary-eyed and trembling all over, feeling as if she had fallen into a nightmare from which she could not wake up.

"Isalia, it was your father who abandoned you first, and wanted to exchange your death for your own safety. If that's the case, why don't you use your father's information in exchange for your safety?"

Chi Yiyin smiled: "My honorable lady, only I can help you now. So, make a choice."

"—Tell me, where is the real core strength of Tangjia City?"

Tears rolled down Isalia's face, she widened her beautiful eyes, but the beauty of her teary eyes couldn't move Chi Yiyin's steel heart at all.

She moved her lips, but cried first.

…

Skye once naively thought that as long as people help each other, even the most terrifying **** can leave.

What's the problem? As long as each of us is firm in our own minds, can't we leave the game field hand in hand and return to reality?

When he first entered the game field and his senior allies told him the cruel story in the dungeon, Skye just felt puzzled and couldn't understand.

The senior sighed and shook his head, didn't say much, just said: "Since you don't believe it, then go hit the south wall by yourself. If you can survive by luck, then you will understand what I'm saying now."

Skye didn't wait for the day to be confirmed for the seniors.

Because on a certain day, because of internal differences, the treachery of Bailan and others, the alliance fell apart.

All died tragically.

Only Skye, who was only a low-level player at the time, narrowly escaped unharmed life because he was in the dungeon.

But the senior who guided him died there.

Skye didn't know the grievances of Jingcha and others, he just buried his seniors and acquaintances in tears, then changed his original name and named himself Sky.

Sky.

Just like the sky he looked up when he buried all the people he loved.

It is said that people have souls, so after they die, they should look at the game field from the sky, right?

If one day, he can leave the game field, then he wants to take this piece of sky with him