MTL - Half Immortal-Chapter 94 Golem Castle (7)
Behind him, the man in the peaked cap, who has become a puppet, has hit the barrier cut by the moon wheel several times. It is impossible for ordinary puppets to knock away the legendary props, but Yan Wei's own abilities are limited, and he can't hold it in an instant.
He turned pale, and the person standing in front of him looked at him and smiled at him.
Yan Wei looked at the unknown "thing" in front of him, his thoughts were disturbed for a moment, and the moon wheel in his hand trembled slightly.
The puppet behind him rushed up, and Yan Wei hurriedly turned sideways to dodge.
The puppet ran to the middle of the two under inertia.
Through the puppet, Yan Wei still looked at the "people" exactly like him. Even if his reason told him that he should turn around and run in the opposite direction, if he dragged it for a while, Yan Mingguang would definitely arrive - positioning props was no longer prohibited in the castle, and he just gave Yan Mingguang his own seat. But suddenly "myself" was standing in front of him, and Yan Wei was still subconsciously stunned.
The puppet's intelligence is obviously not high, it seems to be indiscriminate attack on the two "Yan Wei" in front of it, no matter who it is, it just always rushes towards the nearest one. No matter whether the puppet turned into a good puppet or an evil puppet, if the puppet has different strengths, the peaked hat man should be just an ordinary one, with no terrifying strength at all. Maybe Yan Wei can't fight it head-on, but he has been avoiding it. You can survive for a while without fighting.
come out.
Yan Wei stood there and took a breath, and glanced down at the digital light at his feet—"29". There are puppets wandering around on the second floor now. Although the castle is very big, there may be a puppet that doesn't know whether it is good or evil.
He should take the opportunity to run now.
But Yan Wei stood there, looking ahead. I saw that identical self raised his hand, and a round of incomplete moon appeared in the palm of "his", drawing a barrier around "him".
Yan Wei's expression suddenly froze - even the moon wheel and skills are exactly the same as him!
People cannot see their full self. Even if they can see their own face with the help of a mirror, they can only see themselves at a certain angle through their eyes alone. Only with the help of the image can we see the whole picture of ourselves recorded by the image. For the first time, Yan Wei saw his complete self. This familiar and unfamiliar feeling made him agitated, and he only felt a chill all over his body.
His eyes were slightly condensed, and there were thousands of thoughts in his mind. Relying on the fact that even if he turned into a puppet, he wouldn't be able to die today, so Yan Wei couldn't even care about the puppet that the man in the peaked cap turned into, staring at the person in front of him and shouting in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
Afterwards, Yan Wei heard the same breathless and familiar voice: "—Who are you?"
Yan Wei's eyes sank, dodging the cap man's hand, he actually took out a dart and threw it at another Yan Wei!
He practiced with Yan Mingguang for a long time anyway, such a short distance, the dart accurately went to the neck of another Yan Wei, the sharp blade was about to get stuck in that and He looks exactly like a man's throat. But the incomplete moon wheel in the man's hand turned again, the space in front of his neck was divided, and the dart was stuck in the air for a moment, and "Yan Wei" turned sideways, dodging the dart at a critical moment.
During the action, Yan Wei saw a small black spot on the other's ear - it was the walkie-talkie he used to communicate with Yan Mingguang, Lin Zhen and Yu Feizhou. This sudden appearance of a person exactly like him actually even possessed exactly the same props as his own. At this moment, even Yan Wei couldn't find out what was the difference between him and this person.
He was a little stunned.
What the **** is going on here?
There are good and evil puppets in the puppet castle. He knew this for a long time. Before falling asleep at night, he thought about how to catch the puppets and how to use gold coins to exchange for his own puppets with people in black robes. I never thought that there would be an identical me in front of me. The same appearance, the same movement habits, the same costume, and even the same props and skills...
Is this one of the Puppet Castle puzzles?
In this treacherous and changeable castle, in addition to the puppets that the players who died in the maze turned into, there is also an identical himself. What does this have to do with the copy of the puppet castle? Is he the only one in this situation, or...
Everyone?
Three floors of the castle.
The first floor is a hall full of stairs, the second floor is one after another corridors and guest rooms, and the third floor is a spacious glass room. Across the glass wall, under the faint light, you can see some strange tools inside. Some are blood-stained scissors, some are eyeballs floating in transparent liquid, and some giant sewing machines...
The whole three floors are confused with the smell of rancid blood.
This silent third floor is eerie.
Yan Mingguang was standing on an aisle that was full of broken glass because of his hands.
The covered glass **** didn't seem to cause him any trouble. . The usually clean eyes of Liswen drooped slightly at this moment, and there was a little blood on the lenses, which made him even colder.
In the distance, there are sounds of fighting one after another.
After midnight, there was more than one player who fought the puppet. Yan Mingguang is just one of them, and Yan Wei is just one of them.
As the black-robed man said, at the beginning of the game, the player and the puppet are both hunters and hunters. Some people's rooms have nothing, and some people have already fought with the puppet all the way to the third or first floor. Yan Mingguang didn't move his seat just now, but he watched helplessly at his feet. The digital light showing the number of puppets within 300 meters was beating slowly - it was a symbol of the number of players who became puppets.
Yan Wei's voice came from the walkie-talkie hidden in her ear: […are you awake? Dead ice cubes! Yan Mingguang! Mr. Yan! Saving people or turning them into puppets depends on how fast you get up! ! ... where did you go, Mr. Yan? 】
The youth's tone was very fast, accompanied by the sound of fast footsteps and the sound of running wind, apparently being chased by something.
Yan Wei obviously believed him very much, and without waiting for his response, Yan Wei immediately sent him a rough location using the prop function of the walkie-talkie.
Yan Mingguang's pure black eyes sank suddenly, his expression moved slightly, but his eyes became more and more bottomless, the hand holding the long whip was gradually exerting force unconsciously, the back of the hand was blue uproar. He frowned slightly, heard the sound of something hidden in the dark, and whispered to Yan Wei: […Wait for me. 】
He stopped.
Suddenly, the long whip swung violently, breaking the air with a rustling sound, and instantly broke the glass in front of Yan Mingguang's left.
The glass shattered to the ground and whipped towards the figure hidden in the corner. The next moment, the person hiding in the dark did not step back, but took a step forward, and there was another rustling sound of a long whip breaking through the air—
The two whips collided at that moment!
The man was forced by him to let go of the fight, but for a moment, the two of them shot from the glass room full of **** tools to the outside of the room again. In the dim light of the hallway, the man's appearance was more obvious than before.
It was a tall man with silver hair and a long whip. He wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and the black eyes behind the lenses are extremely cold.
Same as Yan Mingguang. Whether it is appearance, strength, or even props, this person also has it.
Another Yan Mingguang apparently heard Yan Wei's words on the walkie-talkie, he looked at Yan Mingguang, turned his head and was about to run towards the stairs on the second floor. Yan Mingguang didn't have the same reaction. He swung the long whip in his hand again, hooked on a railing in front, and jumped in front of this fake Yan Mingguang with the force of the whip.
"You can't learn from me," he said.
When he heard Yan Wei's call for help, he would not immediately put down the difficult environment in front of him, and ran to the second floor with another fake self to save people. Because he has confidence in Yan Wei. He will only solve the fake goods in front of him first, remove the hidden danger, and then go to Yan Wei alone.
Yan Mingguang made another move before he finished speaking. The other Yan Mingguang also threw out the long whip at the same time, but at the moment when the long whip was in front of Yan Mingguang, he did not dodge for a moment.
The next moment, the ability to live to death suddenly opened.
The long knife walked away with a sharp edge, and the moment it reached the opponent's eyes, the opponent also seemed to have activated the skill of living to death.
But Yan Mingguang's movements did not stop.
The data blessing brought to life by death has reached its peak, Yan Mingguang only paled a little, but his body data actually increased a little at this moment.
When the knife sharply cut the throat of the person with the same face as himself, another Yan Mingguang's indifferent eyes flashed a rare surprise of Yan Mingguang, and the cold voice was because of The throat was cut and hoarse and broken: "...You are not bound by the dungeon rules."
Yan Mingguang just took back the long knife indifferently, the blade crossed the cuff, and the blood was wiped clean. He turned around, stepped over the glass ballast on the ground, and ran quickly to the second floor.
