0039 Chapter 1: Confessions of the Dead (Section 33)
"So, you want to kill me here to avenge Impas?" The jester subconsciously took half a step back. Zhen Cheng and Zhi Shi on the opposite side did not move at all, but the pressure caused by this calmness was actually counterproductive.
Let him not dare to do any unnecessary actions.
"No, no, no, Impas is not my friend. Why should I ask you to avenge a stranger? Instead of worrying about your defeated general, it would be better for me to avenge the shame of being escaped by you.
Woolen cloth.
Of course, I am not a petty guy like you. How could I chase you to the ends of the earth just because I suffered a loss? If it is possible, I would rather look forward to the next opportunity to confront you," Zhen Cheng laughed so hard.
Chen's spine felt hairy, but he changed the subject and offered a condition that he had never expected:
"So, in my opinion, if you can kill Impas and compete in his place, there is nothing controversial about it. And since even Scarry has recognized your victory, I will not be stingy about this.
To the point of fussing over everything.
So, Mr. Victor, outside of the game, can we negotiate a deal? Make a price and let me buy your prize."
Impas was stunned for a moment, then started to sneer slightly, and finally turned into a wild laugh: "Huh, huh...hahahaha! I have studied you as a target for so long, but I never thought that Miss Zhen actually
Such a hypocritical person.
Grab it if you want. Who do you want to show to you as a civilized person negotiating a deal? Scary? How much money do you think is worth this golden mask?"
Smiling, Impas opened the briefcase he was carrying. The lid of the case was unfolded, and inside was the golden mask that appeared in the fire.
Zhen Cheng is not Navis, so the attitude of Jiyinpas at this moment is somewhat beyond her expectation. But if you think about it carefully, what he said is not unreasonable. If he didn't put on a strong-armed attitude, he would have
How much does it cost for someone to willingly hand over a complete mysterious path? So...
"I can use another extraordinary way to exchange with you, plus the price you offer, how about it?" Zhen Cheng tapped his temples and said seriously.
"Miss, you don't have this power. If necessary, please forgive me and I will take action to prevent you from revealing family secrets." The butler Zhi Shi, who was holding an umbrella for her next to Zhen Cheng, stopped him in a cold voice. His expression was obviously strange.
But it was obviously impossible to detect it from Zhen Cheng's angle.
In the final analysis, he is his father's confidant, not Zhen Cheng's own person. Due to the ongoing conflict with his family, Zhen Cheng has always been full of complex confrontations with the only butler he can command.
But Zhi Shi misunderstood her.
If she is willing to bow to the head of the family, why would she come to another place to participate in the game? What Zhen Cheng actually wants to do is to first obtain enough strength to survive in the [Secret Space], and then rely on her own ability to obtain new extraordinary ways to get it.
Come and pay off the debt.
However, Zhen Cheng sincerely wanted to negotiate a deal, and the other party had no intention of negotiating for peace while the two were distracted by the conversation. When he looked up again, Zhen Cheng was surprised to find that the jester had already put a golden mask on his face!
This guy had planned it from the beginning. He found an appropriate opportunity to reveal his mask, not to prove that he actually had the mask in his hand, but to prevent his decisive move from being killed before he successfully put on the mask.
In an instant, Zhen Cheng didn't even have time to be shocked. He immediately took out his [Victim] card from his arms and threw it far away.
This small prop of unknown material became extremely cold the moment the golden mask was brought on, making Zhen Cheng feel as if he had a cup of liquid nitrogen in his arms...
Well, you won’t feel anything special after taking a cup of liquid nitrogen. All you can feel is the severe pain of frostbite on your nerve endings. It feels like touching the outer flame of a flame. You won’t feel too distinct a cold feeling.
The heat just hurts.
All in all, the severe pain left Zhen Cheng with no time to think, and he hurriedly pulled the ghost thing that seemed to have sucked all the warmth in the air out of his collar and threw it to the ground.
At the same time, raindrops fell on him. Zhi Shi had already thrown away his umbrella, drew his gun and rushed towards the jester.
Whoosh, whoosh, clang!
From a distance of more than ten meters, two silenced pistols were fired during the sprint. The first shot hit the Fool's chest, but it did not cause him to fly backwards due to the kinetic energy of the impact. There was not even a muffled sound of the bullet piercing the flesh.
The second bullet hit the golden mask. Unsurprisingly, the golden mask was not squeezed, deformed or penetrated like ordinary soft gold, but bounced away without any damage after a crisp metal collision.
warhead.
In the blink of an eye, Zhi Shi rushed to the jester, grabbed his wrist at a speed that ordinary people could not react, pushed his shoulders and tripped him with his feet, knocking him to the ground.
As a result, the masked Jester still stood motionless, but one of his arms was completely twisted off by Zhi Shi.
Even Zhi Shi, who has seen strong winds and waves, is a little stunned by this development. The more familiar a person is with fighting, the clearer his own limits are. Zhi Shi knows that it is absolutely impossible for him to tear off a person's arm just like that.
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Twist it off? It’s possible, but tearing it off or something would be too fantasy, right?!
Glancing at the arm in his hand in confusion, Zhi Shi was suddenly struck by an overwhelming sense of dizziness. When the human body experiences dizziness to its extreme, it is not like the world is spinning, but like a train hitting your head head-on.
In the extreme dizziness, he realized that he was still fighting, and tried his best to focus on the Fool.
The golden face in the field of vision seemed to be the center of the world, emitting endless light. This mask did not have any hanging device attached to the person's face. Instead, it looked like a twisted body grew out from behind the mask.
, it is the person who is attached to the mask.
Looking directly at such a body, Zhi Shi's dizzy feeling went beyond the level of his brain being run over by a train, and instead produced an almost religious feeling of shock.
He felt as if a universe was crashing into him. With just one glance, this master of the family, who could not raise an eyebrow even under severe torture, fainted completely and uncontrollably.
All the above scenes only appeared in Zhi Shi's senses. Zhen Cheng, who was soaked in the rain, did not see a trace of light coming from the golden mask. On the contrary, she vaguely felt that the jester was at the center... or more specifically
With the Golden Mask as its core, something invisible and dark like something radiates out.
Zhi Shi, who rushed forward, fell down inexplicably. Before she had time to react, she was wrapped in the twisted root vines on the ground and dragged away into the deep darkness beyond the light.
Zhen Cheng frowned, took out a pistol, and turned his phone to strong light mode to shoot the jester at the edge of the woods.
"Mr. Anbis told me a secret at last," the man smiled with his mouth wide open, and the corners of his mouth went directly over the edge of the mask to his ears: "The function of the ritual in the mansion is to activate the power of this mask and make it