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Chapter 207

In the next second, the fire in the oil lamp jumped violently!

The light flickered erratically.

Everything happened so fast, without any warning at all.

At that moment, people's minds were blank, and the only thing that worked was the deep-rooted muscle memory that had been trained in countless sets.

Zhang Yu gritted his teeth, not retreating but approaching!

The skin hardened from the forearm, showing a rock-like texture under the flickering oil lamp, and he leaned out towards Yuan's goal!

click.

The fingers of the rotting corpse were snapped offgrab it!

However, in the next second, a cold and stiff hand grabbed Zhang Yu's wrist tightly!

The touch was extremely strange, and half of the body seemed to cool down instantly.

remember in a second

Zhang Yu suddenly raised his head.

The horrified smile on the face of the carrion was reflected in the constricted pupils.

"Zhang Yu, right!" An Xin gritted his teeth and shouted.

In the next second, a flaming arrow emerged from the air and was pulled by his arm. In the next second, there was only the sound of "whoosh" piercing through the air. go!

The rotten corpse's bluish-white side face was illuminated by the flames, and the strange and stiff smile on his face became more and more distinct.

Zhang Yu slammed to the left!

The flaming arrows brushed against his side, deeply embedded in the corpse's shoulders.

At that moment, scorching flames emerged from the sky, forcibly burning one arm of the carrion corpse to ashes.

Losing the confinement, Zhang Yu retreated abruptly, opening the distance between him and the carrion corpse.

However, it has not waited for a few people to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Giggle."

The sound of bone rubbing resounded again, and it was particularly ear-piercing in the narrow enclosed space.

Under the horrified gaze of several people, the rotting corpse that was still leaning against the corner of the wall just got up slowly, and the sticky "guji" sounded, making the scalp numb of everyone who heard it.

The arm that had just been burned away by the flame arrow... actually stretched out from the body again!

There was a sickening stench of decay in the air.

"Giggle."

The corpse raised its head again.

On that blue and white face, there was the same weird smile as before.

"Not good!" An Xin supported Zhang Yu who was staggering towards him, his eyes fell on the corpse, his teeth were clenched, and he said, "This game ignores attacks!"

The corpse took a step forward, its movements were stiff and stiff, but without the slightest hesitation, looking at the few people in front of it with a pair of dark eyes, it walked over slowly and unstoppably.

Qi Qian looked dignified and made a decisive decision: "Stand back! Get out of here first!"

They have no report now, and they don't even know what this thing is, what damage it can cause, and why they can ignore An Xin's talent.

In this situation, it is extremely irrational to fight head-on with the

So, under the captain's order, several people retreated quickly.

Behind him, the warehouse door slowly closed, Tong Yao quickly picked up a clothes pole next to it, and inserted it into the door lock.

For this kind of existence, even if this kind of physical door can't create obstacles, at least it can delay a little action, leaving them a little time to prepare.

Even if forced to fight...

Compared with the narrow and closed space just now, this place is more open, and their advantages are also greater.

Several people retreated to the center of the shop, staring fixedly at the closed warehouse door, their bodies and spirits were extremely tense, waiting for the moment when the rotting corpse broke through the door.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of banging on the door continued to sound, again and again, at exactly the same intervals, making it extremely rigid.

At the back of the team, Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Wait, this mode of action...

Also, the carrion should have been sitting there from the beginning, but no matter how much noise they made outside, they hadn't been activated until a few of them entered it.

Wen Jianyan moved his position calmly, blocking the oil lamp with his body.

In the next second, most of the light on the door panel was blocked.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The banging sounds seemed to have lessened, and the intervals had lengthened.

It does appear to be so.

Wen Jianyan quickly pulled a few clothes from the hanger at the side, and threw them to the people around him: "Quick, plug the gap in the door!"

Qi Qian was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and looked over:

"Varied?"

"It was prophesied!" Wen Jianyan innocently pointed to Su Cheng behind him.

Su Cheng: "..."

What did I say?

Although he didn't know the reason, he still had a sullen face, maintaining a dignified appearance under the gazes of several people, and nodded bravely:

"right."

Qi Qian quickly reacted: "Do as he said, quickly!"

Several people tore off the clothes hanging on the hangers around them, and blocked all the gaps that could transmit light.

The sound of the impact slowed down little by little, and soon, the depths of the warehouse returned to dead silence.

Everyone stared at the cracked door and the bent clothes rail in front of them with lingering fear, and let out a slow breath.

It seems... this wave is blocked.

Qi Qian swept the clothes blocking the crack of the door, and then turned his head to sweep the oil lamp with a heavy expression on his face: "Look at this, this light can not only attract the thing outside, but also wake up the sleeping corpse." .

What's more, it's definitely not just "corpse".

He understands An Xin's talent. Ordinary living corpses can be burned up in one shot. However, that rotting corpse only lost an arm, and it grew back quickly...

It's really scary.

Qi Qian looked at the nursery rhyme:

"Did you not feel it when you entered the warehouse just now?"

"No."

As a psychic nursery rhyme, with a sullen face, slowly shook her head:

"By the time I sense something is wrong, it's too late."

Qi Qian's expression darkened.

This is much trickier, that is to say, before it is activated, this "thing" is no different from an ordinary corpse, and even a psychic who is more sensitive to supernatural powers cannot detect it in advance.

However, this time the action was not completely fruitless.

Qi Qian turned to look at Zhang Yu.

Under the flickering light of the oil lamp, the other party's face showed a sickly palenessobviously, this should be a side effect of activating the talent twice in succession.

"What's in the body, are you here?"

Zhang Yu nodded.

He stretched out, rubbed up a ball of old paper and handed it to Qi Qian.

Qi Qian took the note from the opponent and unfolded it carefully.

That is

A crumpled coin with black and rotten water on the edge of the corpse.

"Mingbi?" Qi Qian frowned, looking at the gloomy pattern on it by the light of the oil lamp, showing a puzzled look.

At this moment, Zhang Yu's legs suddenly went limp and he fell to one side.

An Xin who was standing beside him stretched out quickly to support him:

"Are you OK?"

Zhang Yu frowned and shook his head.

An Xin who was supporting Zhang Yu was suddenly stunned, and said:

"You're so cold..."

Through the thin clothes, one could feel that the other party had almost no body temperature of a living person, as cold as a stone.

In the next second, An Xin seemed to recall something, his expression froze, he grabbed Zhang Yu's arm, and yanked his sleeve up!

On the opponent's arm, there was a bluish-black mark, the color was extremely dark, and it seemed to be spreading outward, and the surrounding skin showed an extremely unhealthy, deathly pale.

"This is"

remember

An Xin gasped.

"I was just caught," Zhang Yu pursed his lips and pulled down his sleeves, "I activated my talent at that time."

In the narrow shop, the atmosphere almost dropped to freezing point.

It's amazing.

No one could have imagined that that rotting corpse could leave such a terrifying trace with unknown consequences on a defense talent talent, and it was even like this on Zhang Yu, who has a strong self-protection ability. , Is it a broadcast without any defensive capabilities?

Several people shuddered.

"You are too big."

Qi Qian frowned and said slowly.

If he retreated in time just now, there should still be room, but Zhang Yu chose to fight recklessly by taking advantage of his special talent.

"Sorry, Captain."

Zhang Yuyou lowered his head in shame, his face even paler.

"Captain, I still have healing items here." Tong Yao said.

Qi Qian: "Take it out and try."

Several members of the dark fire team surrounded Zhang Yu, trying to find a way to remove the seal.

The girl in a white dress stood aside, tilted her head slightly, and looked at the scene from the sidelines.

The dim light of the oil lamp danced, illuminating the pair of amber eyes, the light-colored lips were slightly pursed, as if he was thinking about something, a pure and harmless face carried a deep smell that did not match his temperament.

He was integrating the present clues in his mind.

First, darkness is mortal.

The light produced by the oil lamp can drive away the deadly darkness, but at the same time it can wake up ghosts and attract the attention of ghosts in the night.

Lamp oil in oil lamps is limited.

So far, the method of replenishing lamp oil is still unknown.

It was like the sword of Damocles hanging above their heads, trembling dangerously, and would fall down at some point, giving them a fatal blow.

The existence of "lamp oil" is likely to be closely related to the core mechanism of the whole vice.

At the same time, there was another point that caught Wen Jianyan's attention.

Earlier, before they took their clothes to block the door, there were screams not long after the doorbell rangthat is to say, after the ghost broke into the shop, the team was quickly wiped out. Inside the warehouse, the situation is different.

There are two possibilities.

, the inside and outside of the room are two different kinds of ghosts.

that is, a condition has changed.

Wen Jianyan raised his head, his eyes fell on a few people not far away, and his eyes disappeared as soon as he touched them.

The thing clutched in the rotting corpse gave him a subtle inspiration.

While everyone's attention was not on her, the girl in white slowly started to walk around the edge of the shop, looking around as if she was looking for something.

The area of the whole shop is not too big, and it looked extraordinarily messy under the two waves of attacks just now. The clothes hangers around have been largely empty, and only a lot of clothes hangers are left dangling on the poles.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"Huh? What are you looking for?"

"I don't know, I don't understand... Can anyone who has watched this show tell me?"

Due to the high difficulty of the team battle, the number of people varies from time to time, so the probability of appearing in the broadcast hall is not high enough, and most viewers need to try their luck to see it. [Changsheng Building] The proportion of the audience for this sub is much smaller.

After a minute or two, a few experienced viewers finally sent out the barrage:

"The people who have watched it are here. How can I say, I watched the broadcast like this, how do I feel...he seems to have really found a way to break the game???"

"Impossible! How long has it been? The attack hasn't gone through a few rounds yet, and he doesn't really have a talent for prophecy. It's only ghostly if he can find it."

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan stopped.

He lifted up and looked at the dummy not far in front of him.

Under the dim light, the dummy maintained a stiff and memorized posture, standing on the spot, with blank facial features, only deep and shallow depressions, and jumping shadows fell on the face, giving people an inexplicable and weird illusion.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"Why did you notice this dummy? Is there anything unusual?"

"No? Can't tell!"

"Wait, I'll adjust the previous live broadcast record, wait for me!"

After tens of seconds:

"I'm going, I looked back, this dummy moved! It definitely moved! Before the broadcasters entered the warehouse, their faces were facing the other direction!"

"Who can find out about this?"

"No way, Bolian remembers this?"

Wen Jianyan hung down, lifted up, carefully picked up the hem of the dummy's clothes with his fingertips, and twirled it lightly.

His heart suddenly shrank.

this touch...

It's obviously not fabric, it's...

He lifted up, staring at the front without moving, like a dummy without any threat at all, his lips were pursed into a tight straight line, and his eyes were dim.

human skin.

Wen Jianyan retracted quickly, turned around and walked towards Su Cheng.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Su Cheng turned his head to look.

The girl stepped closer, and under the skirt were two slender and white legs, with a slender and soft figure, except for her height being slightly too high, she was simply a perfect weak beauty.

But the **** in those pearls has nothing to do with weakness.

The strong sense of disobedience caused Su Cheng to choke slightly, and went dark.

No matter how many times you watch it, you can't get used to it! So this is definitely the bad taste of this group!

"Are you ready?"

Wen Jianyan raised his head, a strange look flickered in his eyes.

His voice had unknowingly recovered, and the clear and deep youthful voice rang close to Su Cheng's ears, and the slightly hoarse ending rose, hiding a subtle taste.

"Now it's time for you to show up."

Su Cheng stared at Wen Jianyan, that strange face, with an expression he was very familiar with... His skin jumped, and suddenly he had an ominous premonition:

"You, what do you think?"

"My idea is," Wen Jianyan smiled, "it's time for you to make your first 'prophecy'."

the other side.

Qi Qian and the others focused their attention on their injured teammate.

As time went by, their gods gradually became more and more dignified.

The seal... cannot be removed.

Whether it's purification or healing props, it has no effect on the blue-black horror mark. At most, it can only alleviate the tendency of the color to spread, but it cannot completely eliminate it.

That extraordinarily abrupt mark pierced into the bottom like a needle, sending chills down the spine.

No one knows what side effects this seal will bring.

Just the fact that props can't eliminate this is scary enough.

When the few people were at a loss, someone behind him cleared his throat:

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Qi Qian and the others turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Su Cheng standing there, watching them calmly, with a strange expression in his calm expression.

The faces of several broadcasters of Dark Fire showed doubtful expressions.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Under the watchful eyes of several people, Su Cheng felt like a thorn in his back, but he still maintained his expressionless posture, turned his head and pointed to the glass door firmly blocked by his clothes:

"Take off your clothes."

Now, everyone was stunned.

"What?" Tong Yao frowned, her voice raised slightly involuntarily, "Take off the clothes??"

An Xin shook his head, showing an incomprehensible expression:

"Didn't you see what happened just now? If we take off our clothes, we will be targeted again, and then we will definitely die..."

Qi Qian raised his head and stopped what An Xin said next.

Ji Ji looked at Su Cheng probingly: "Can I ask Yuan?"

Su Cheng: "..."

To tell you the truth, I don't know either.

It was Wen Jianyan who asked me to do this!

Although his heart was also flustered, Su Cheng still said blankly: "Isn't this the purpose of you hiring me?"

"You made a prophecy?"

Realizing something, Qi Qian narrowed his eyes.

Just after dismissing another teammate who was prophesied, he tried to obtain information about language talent from the other party, so as to point out the action plan and avoid danger.

However, no matter how he asked, the other party remained silent.

However, according to the information in the other party's words before, Qi Qian guessed that the prophecy's prophecy talent should be able to activate, and there should be a limit on the number of times, but...

Now he is not sure.

Knowing that the other party had just made a "prophecy" and told them to block the door, it turned out that this was completely correct. After the door was blocked, the corpse inside the door stopped hitting the door.

A few minutes later, the other party actually made a prophecy again? !

Su Cheng: "Yes."

After getting the exact answer, Qi Qian stared at Su Cheng suspiciously.

Is there no limit to the number of times this group of talents can be activated?

The instructions of this prophecy are really terrible.

Uncovering the clothes blocking the glass door means that the thing outside can see them again... This is tantamount to death.

Therefore, Qi Qian must get the exact reason before deciding what to do next.

He said slowly: "Can I ask the reason for this?"

"Unfortunately, I don't know either."

Su Cheng did not lie in this sentence.

Wen Jianyan only told him what to say, as for Yuan...he really didn't know!

"That's my talent."

Su Cheng found sadly that under the influence of Wen Jianyan, his sense of guilt when lying became less and less.

Fallen.

Qi Qian turned his head, his eyes fell on the clothes, his eyes flickered.

He pursed his lips tightly, showing a troubled look.

"No, it's too risky," the nursery rhyme **** said solemnly, "I can hear the screams outside, once the thing outside is attracted by the light, we may face the threat of annihilation .

An Xin hesitated for a moment, but nodded in the same way:

"Why don't you think of another way?"

Suddenly, a gentle and soft voice sounded from the side, which seemed particularly abrupt in the dead silence:

"I advise you to follow his advice."

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the other party's voice.

Under the light, the girl in the white dress stood in front of the counter, her dark and long eyelashes drooping slightly, her thin white fingers crossed on her abdomen, she looked demure and soft:

"I am a weak person, and I will follow the prophecy and enter the vice, there is a reason."

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"What kind of person are you? What kind of person?? Say it again??"

"Wen Jianyan's mouth, you liar!"

Wen Jianyan: "You may not know that the prophecies we prophesy are different from the prophecy talents of other broadcasters. All his prophecies are accompanied by the **** of death."

"The gate of life and the gate of death follow each other, if you are not careful, you will be lost forever."

Although Su Cheng is now a "commodity" that Wen Jianyan focuses on launching and promoting, Wen Jianyan knows that all advantages cannot exceed the scope that normal people can accept, and must be limited to some extent.

If it is too perfect, it will attract fear and speculation.

The trees are beautiful in the forest, but the wind will destroy them.

Therefore, the best way is to make this "risk" so high that no one can afford it.

"My talent is very special."

Wen Jianyan said without changing his face: "I am the only one who can interpret the prophecy."

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Bah! Didn't you just make up this prophecy!! You're a liar!!"

Facing the astonished crowd, Wen Jianyan had a smile on his lips. Inside a pair of amber clear pearls, all the threads were deeply hidden and could not be detected by anyone.

What is an oracle?

God never talks directly to the human world, but only sends down guidance through messengers.

Whether it is the prophecies of the prophets or the Ten Commandments of Moses, they are presented in dreams, babblings, and phantoms, the decrees that God sent down to the world through the mouth of others.

God is responsible for speaking.

Priests are responsible for interpretation.

Does God really guide human beings? Or, does God really exist?

No.

In other words, the real power of interpretation of the edict is always in the hands of the priests.

Without immediate explanations, painstaking control, and difficult strategies, their orders and authority will be gilded with a layer of faith, and have since become an iron law that no one dares to violate.

Wen Jianyan doesn't even need to convince the crowd with wisdom and ability, or even reveals his plan, to steal control of the entire team...

No one even notices the process.

Under the dim light, the girl pursed her lips slightly, and showed a harmless smile like a pure lamb to everyone:

"Prophecy never fails."

Under the words, there is an absolutely powerful arrogance and self-confidence.

I never go wrong.