Chapter 607 In the story [Thank you, thank you, the leader of Hammer
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Hunt evil spirits and exterminate the dark night.
The false and mixed information was connected together at this moment. Boluogo's eyes scanned the faces of each player in turn. The Happy Garden captured them purposefully, and it brought all the people who had previously participated in the board game on the train.
, and continue the game here.
Board games, yes, damn board games. Bologg felt that no one would use such a ridiculous way to select the list, but when he thought that the devil had created all this, he didn't feel strange anymore.
Under the pouring of blood, a delicate and vivid sand table map emerged. Boluogo could clearly see that the breeze was blowing across the terrain, driving the slender hair-like weeds. The scarlet blood began to become transparent, turning into endless waves.
, repeatedly invaded the coast, and the sand and stones rolled, fell out of the chessboard, and turned into fine dust.
This is no longer a model, but more like a miniature of a real terrain sealed on the round table.
The white gull opened his mouth, and a bloody, skinless arm stretched out from his throat. His palm spread out, holding a small locomotive in it, and then the bloody hand extending from the cross section of his head grabbed it.
The train model is placed at the starting station of the chessboard.
This is just a model, but the light in front of the locomotive lights up, billowing smoke rises with sparks, and the low roar of the engine comes from the small size.
The bloody arm retracted into the white gull's throat, and then he coughed violently, as if his throat led to another space, and one after another blood-stained chess pieces were spit out by him, and at the same time they gathered together
Stacks of cards were condensed from his blood and placed on the side of the chessboard.
The number of slender arms formed by condensed blood increased, and the white gull was like a nailed spider, its slender blood limbs distributing the chess pieces.
The chess piece was placed in front of Boluogo. It was different from the gray mold chess piece he used to play before. Now this chess piece has been carefully painted and its appearance is extremely vivid. More importantly, when the chess piece falls, there is a chess piece on the side of the chess piece.
There was blood seeping out from below, and then it condensed into an identity card.
Swift Wolf Hunter, this is the identity Bologo used before.
Others also received chess pieces, and the identities they played were exactly the ones they had played in previous games. As for Palmer, he received a Sly Cat Hunter. In the game's setting, this is a person who uses
With guns and daggers, he is an assassin hunter who is good at killing high-value targets.
The white gull seems to see through Palmer's heart, which is the role Palmer plays most often.
When the early preparations for the game were over, Bai Ou picked up the mask with black branches on a white background and put it on his face. At this moment, he replaced Palmer and became the host of the game.
The slender and twisted arms stretched out towards Boluogo. He opened his palms and revealed a dark twelve-sided dice with glowing numbers engraved on it, carrying some strange power.
The white gull fell silent, motionless, as if waiting for Boluogo to take the dice... Boluogo did not pick up the dice. He knew that once he picked up the dice, it would mean the beginning of the game.
Boluogo doesn't know what will happen after the game starts, and he needs to be prepared before then.
In silence, Canary said, "He is not a white gull...at least not now."
Canary is familiar with Bai Ou, a crazy guy, but now Bai Ou has completely lost his will and is more like a carrier, a tool, acting as part of the game.
In response, the others nodded and confirmed Canary's idea. This was obvious. Boluogo moved his eyes away from the white gull and looked at the guy sitting opposite him.
"Irwin...can you explain what's going on?"
Boluogo's words made many people confused about the situation. Irwin is just an ordinary person, whether before or after getting in the car. He should be the least threatening one, but judging from Boluogo's tone,
See, Irving is the culprit of everything.
"I'm sorry for bringing you into this."
Irwin apologized sincerely. When he was woken up by a knock on the door and saw Cinderella in the corridor, Irwin realized that he had involved innocent people in a terrible incident.
Irvin apologized again, "I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize. The incident has happened. What we have to do is make up for it and do better."
Bologg once said this to Aimu to comfort this immature child. Bologg had no time to blame Irwin, he now wanted to lead everyone to escape from this ghost place.
"What do you know?" Bologo caught the clue and continued, "Is this just the reason for your pursuit of extraordinary knowledge?"
Boluogo suddenly understood. From Canary's mouth, he knew that tickets to Happy Park were not easy to get, but Irwin had one, and judging from his attitude, entering Happy Park was the best choice for him.
the goal of.
Irwin was silent, as if hesitating, or sorting out his thoughts to explain his ups and downs to Bolog.
"what are you guys saying?"
Others were puzzled, and Canary was even more confused. She thought she had involved others in the Happy Garden, but little did she know that it was just a coincidence.
Cinderella sat next to Irwin. Like Boluogo and others, she also saw those weird and crazy scenes under the guidance of the waiter, and she was deeply aware of the horror of this place.
The girl rarely became quiet, her eyes fell on Irwin, and she thought about her experiences with Irwin, those wonderful adventures, and Irwin's self-narration.
"eternal life."
Cinderella said, "You came here to find eternal life."
Irwin looked at the girl in surprise. He did not deny it, but nodded, "Yes, I came here to find eternal life."
Irvin hid the dirty little secret.
"I originally planned to come alone, but I didn't expect that I would experience so many things on the way, let alone bring you with me."
Irvin feels guilty about other people, and that's an absolutely real emotion.
Irwin has always longed to be a noble person, but now he has brought others into danger, which makes Irwin extremely painful.
"Just eternal life?"
Irwin's answer disappointed Boluogo extremely, but at the same time, Irwin's wish can only be this. He has huge wealth and a highly praised reputation, and now the only thing that can impress him is endless love.
life.
Others also roughly understood the cause of the incident. Relying on their professionalism, everyone was calm. Rather than complaining to each other, the most important thing now was to find a way to leave alive.
The biggest impact was on Palmer, who was a real fan of Irwin. Irwin fell from the altar of worship. After the glory faded, he was just a mortal obsessed with immortality.
"You know?" Palmer said, "I know an immortal who is also your reader, and he has the ability to turn other people into immortals like him."
"He once said that he wanted to turn you into an immortal. We thought you would refuse, and we argued about it for a while."
Irwin apologized again, "I'm sorry to disappoint you all."
Palmer shook his head, "It's nothing, I just suddenly realized that everyone is a mortal...a mortal with seven emotions and six desires."
After the exchange, Boluogo's eyes returned to the dice in the blood.
"It seems that no matter what, we have to play a game first."
Boluogo said to himself and reached out to take the dice.
The moment the dice were handed over, everything changed.
Darkness climbed up Bolog's body, covering and restraining him layer by layer. The strange feeling disappeared in an instant. Bolog found that his standard black and white uniform had disappeared and was replaced by a pitch black coat.
Under the clothes is a chain mail that is close to the body, a dagger is stuck at the waist, and a heavy sword bag hangs behind him, which contains silver-plated long swords without guards.
At this moment, Boluogo's appearance was exactly the same as the chess piece he was playing, and so did the others, who all turned into the corresponding chess pieces, and then the light suddenly dimmed.
Boluogo was stunned. The hand holding the dice was thrown out uncontrollably at this moment. The dice hit the chessboard and jumped out a value. The others rolled the dice in turn, and the values were added together to convert into Dawn.
Advance value.
Burlogo vaguely heard the whistle coming from the outside world, and at the same time, the same whistle sounded on the chessboard in front of him. The two sounds overlapped and became high-pitched and sharp.
The Dawn on the chessboard started moving. It moved forward at a constant speed and arrived at the predetermined position. Then the bloody arm picked up the card pile and the players drew cards one by one.
Boluogo heard many voices of relief. It seemed that everyone had drawn a benign event. Now only Boluogo was left without turning over the cards. Under the gaze of others, Boluogo revealed the event card he had drawn.
The ferocious and deformed face fills the frame of the card. It does not present a flat effect, but a more three-dimensional effect, as if it wants to tear the two-dimensional boundary... It does it!
The terrifying face let out an ear-piercing howl, half of the head squeezed out of the frame, and its fangs bit into Boluogo's hand, tearing open wounds.
Boluogo threw the card away, and it fell on the chessboard, still biting and screaming.
Bai Ou picked up the event card with a deep and ancient tone, like an old man telling a story.
"You have been attacked by monsters."
The ferocious monsters on the chessboard appeared out of thin air and pounced on the Dawn. Outside the chessboard, the wide indoor space was quickly squeezed. There were bursts of metal explosions, and the walls on both sides of the courtyard collapsed, revealing a door.
The car windows opened, and the dark wilderness came into view.
Terrifying pale arms covered the car windows. Countless monsters were squeezing each other, grinding their teeth and sucking blood. Evil howls came from all directions, deafening, and dense footsteps came from above, through the monsters.
Looking at the gap between them, looking at the wilderness in the distance, under the bright moonlight, more bloodthirsty figures are following the train like wolves.
Boluogo's eyes were dazed for a moment, and then he stepped into the role, stood up suddenly, drew out his sword, raised his hand and chopped off the head of a monster, causing a large smear of blood.
As Burlogo drew his sword, others also reacted. Hart swung the hammer to face the devil on the other side. Palmer and Canary drew out their daggers and accurately cut off the protruding minions.
Even if they lose their extraordinary power and act like hunters in the story, the consciousness of fighting still exists in their hearts.
Irwin sat in his original position, still playing the role of the poet before, but this time he had a thick book in his hand. Watching the hunters fight, Irwin started writing a line of text.
They are both players in the game and characters in the story. The boundaries between reality and reality are completely blurred, leaving only the carnival train moving straight forward through the night.
Chapter 223 has been blocked and is being applied for...