Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 215

Chapter 215

Outside the closed glass, there is a bottomless darkness, cold and silent.

"Da da, da da, da da..."

Stiff footsteps came from all directions, one, two, three... I don't know how many footsteps overlapped each other, echoing outside the empty shop, every sound seemed to be stepped on In people's hearts, the panic brought about by the sound of footsteps is gradually increasing.

Qi Qian's face became extremely ugly.

Normally, as the captain, no matter how dangerous the situation is, I will try my best to avoid showing too much emotional fluctuations, so as not to affect my teammates, but...

Now it has deteriorated to the point where it is extremely difficult.

One "customer" took away the product, and the negative impact brought about killed us, but now, "customers" came at once. Once they all finished shopping, the people waiting in line will be Undoubtedly annihilated.

The experience of the previous level tells us that the cost of blocking "customers" is extremely heavy.

If you want customers not to enter the store, the only way is to block the leakage of light.

After all, the lighting of the oil lamp means that the store is open and attracts "customers". Then, if the light is blocked, the store will be automatically judged as "suspended closed", and the customers will also disperse.

but…

This also means that our current behavior of emptying shelves must stop.

Being blocked and unable to throw the cursed radios out of the shop, we all have to be locked in the shop with these deadly radios.

However, the options left are no longer enough.

Besides, the sound of stiff footsteps was still approaching from all directions, and the strong smell of rancidity and blood overflowed through the seams, bringing a kind of oppression that made people tremble.

The lesser of two evils.

Now, you can only choose the one with the least risk!

Qi Qian took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and said sharply: "Close the glass, and use tools to block the light of the house!"

The rest of the people moved quickly.

We all know that Qi Qian's current decision is correct, once a new customer is placed at this juncture, it will be a big disaster for us.

With the experience of the previous level, they moved very quickly. In just a few tens of seconds, the slightly transparent glass was sealed, leaving only darkness.

Several people stood in place, panting slightly, staring vigilantly outside the blocked light.

Although the crisis is temporarily lifted, we no longer need to worry about new customers entering the store and bringing new threats, but we are not at ease.

You know, the crisis in the store has not yet been resolved.

Su Cheng took the opportunity to turn his head and glance at the shops behind him.

Half of the shelves have been emptied, and half are still full. Those big radios are flickering with power, weird, as if cursed voices flow out of them, intertwined with each other, and countless mixed malicious whispers echo in the darkness.

The oil lamp was welded on the table, and under the blackened lampshade, the fire was expanding and dancing. Although the speed was much lower than before, it still did not reach the level of the journey, but burned at almost twice the speed, which is the spare in our hands. I am afraid that it is difficult to last for too long.

However, those footsteps still linger outside, blocking the way for us to continue to move.

The shadows of ghosts are printed on the screen, which makes people feel chills.

Su Cheng's heart tightened, and he subconsciously clenched his fingers.

Although he is just a newcomer who has only experienced four dungeons not long after he entered the nightmare, but since he has been acting with Wen Jianyan, it means that the dungeons he can experience and the transformation of the dungeons he has seen far exceed General senior anchor.

When Wen Jianyan decided to act alone, Su Chengcheng understood the unfinished meaning of the other party beyond the words.

Obviously, there is another solution to breaking the dungeon, and Wen Jianyan is going to find it next.

And the actions carried out with Qi Qian's team are guaranteed.

It is the last plan for dungeons for those who cannot break the game.

However, it is obvious that in such a difficult dungeon, instead of exploring the rules, but choosing this simple and rude way to break the situation, you have to pay a price and bear corresponding risks.

That is, those footsteps that are still wandering outside.

Su Cheng knows that after getting the customer's seal, the actions of himself and Qi Qian have come to an end, that is to say...

Wen Jianyan and Tong Yao became their last hope.

Taking a deep breath, his eyes flickered slightly, as if he was struggling with something in his heart.

the other side.

With the talent activated, Tong Yao's eyeballs were covered with a thick layer of white cloud, turning her irises into a strange pale color.

Standing in place, the eyeballs rolled slowly, and the eyes moved slowly on the shelves of the eyes, as if looking for something.

It took only a few seconds for the talent to activate, and a little bit of cold sweat oozed from Tong Yao's forehead.

Wen Jianyan was always on the sidelines paying close attention to the movement:

"How about it?"

"Give me a little more time."

Nursery Rhyme shook his head with difficulty.

Now, the store in my eyes and the way customers enter it have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Before the crisis, almost all the radios were normal, only a few radios were entangled in the cold black air, and now, in my eyes, the entire shelf...

No, to be precise, the entire store was covered by dark shadows.

The curse spread by countless media materialized, almost occupying the entire field of vision.

Such a terrifying, depressing experience, seeing the existence of such a strange thing with his own eyes can almost overwhelm the interest of any normal person, let alone a psychic who is already strong in gnosis.

But even so, the nursery rhyme still persisted, trying to find the most intense part in these layers of black air.

Wen Jianyan held his breath slightly, his eyes were vigilant and alert, as if he wanted to capture all the details.

Be patient.

The eyeballs covered by the nursery rhyme moved slightly to the right, and then froze for a moment.

Wen Jianyan keenly caught the change in the other party's expression, and glanced in that direction—

In the next second, a shrill scream erupted from Nursery Rhyme's throat! Heart-piercing, as if it contained great pain.

Wen Jianyan was startled, and suddenly turned to look in the direction of the nursery rhyme.

A line of scarlet tears of blood slipped from the woman's eye sockets and flowed down her pale and bluish cheeks, which looked extremely shocking.

Tong Yao's eyes were closed tightly, the eyelids were deeply sunken, and the originally beautiful face was distorted by the powerful pain.

Covering his eyes, trembling all over, he pointed to a certain direction of Fang, and a miserable voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "In, in that direction, the third row."

In the end, the nursery rhyme's voice was extremely weak, almost only breathing sounds:

"Sorry, I can't watch it anymore."

A palm rested on the shoulder, and the warm touch came through the thin fabric. In the darkness, nursery rhyme heard the gentle voice of his companion:

"Don't worry, leave it to me next."

The other party's voice was very soft, and the few voices were clearly emotionless, passing by my ears as softly as the wind, but inexplicably gave people a strange sense of peace of mind, and made people feel the urge to believe from the bottom of their hearts.

like…

Leave it all to, really no problem.

Tong Yao nodded slowly.

After setting up the nursery rhyme, Wen Jianyan withdrew her hand and turned her head to look in the direction the other party pointed out just now.

This area is almost deep into the end of the store, but it is barely within the range of the oil lamp. Countless radios are quietly standing on the shelves, and the light symbolizing the power light is flickering slightly, and countless strange sounds come from it. It seems to be no different from other places in the shop, but Wen Jianyan, who just followed the nursery rhyme's eyes and glanced in that direction for a while, knows...

In just a few seconds of looking away and talking to the nursery rhyme, the position of the radio on the shelf changed.

Raising his eyes, his gaze stayed on the black radio on the second floor for a moment.

...it's just on the first floor.

Wen Jianyan glanced at the light gray radio on the third floor again.

And it was just on the second floor.

That is to say, after the nursery rhyme could not be watched with the talent line, the position of the radio in the whole area has changed, just to prevent the seeker from locating the existence of the key tool.

It is a good thing to encounter resistance, which shows that the direction of exploration is correct.

Once the key source radio is found, everything can end with it.

Wen Jianyan took a step forward.

"Zizi—"

The ear-piercing electric sound sounded from the place closest to the left, and the next second, a female voice sounded: "Dear listeners, good evening..."

On the other side, the crude benzene radio in the lower left corner rang at the same time, and a slightly weird male voice told the story:

"... On a dark and windy night this month, I walked here alone, with countless pairs of eyes watching in the dark, as the cold wind blew past, as if someone put a pale hand on his shoulder, and slowly approached his ear , listen, that is the breathing of death..."

"Shusha...Shusha..."

The buzzing sound of being disturbed sounded.

The girl's giggle sounded: "Hee hee, hee hee!"

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank, and he noticed that the volume he received here was several times higher than before, and countless voices surrounded his ears, as if he was staring at it.

The icy feeling suddenly jumped upwards, and in the blink of an eye, Wen Jianyan felt that he was frozen from arm to forearm, and a rotten smell came from his body.

And that gloomy and cold feeling was still spreading rapidly, even covering his shoulders.

Wen Jianyan's face turned slightly blue.

He quickly realized that once this rotten state erodes the heart and brain areas, that is, when the Da Luo Jinxian comes, he may not be saved.

but…

It has been too long since there was a sound from the glass behind.

Perhaps the actions of Su Cheng and Qi Qian were hindered.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth.

It seems that the idea of being able to retreat completely once encountering danger is still too naive. Now when such a situation is really encountered, there is no way to retreat, so we can only continue to move forward.

Surrounded by countless broadcasts, Wen Jianyan slowly took another step forward.

"Are you looking for me? I'm here." The brown radio on the top of the head suddenly sounded, and the sound seemed to be ringing behind the ears.

Another radio beeps again:

"Hee hee, I'm here."

The bright light of the power supply flickered in the shadows, and countless voices sounded from all directions: "No, I am here."

Looking at this scene, one's scalp is numb, and the hairs stand on end.

Extreme terror and loneliness struck, almost capable of destroying the sanity of any normal person.

If Nursery Rhyme still retains a decent amount of vision, then you can now see that the slender girl walked alone in the most terrifying area where her eyes bleed even just by looking at her. Surrounded by countless malicious voices, both hands and legs have all turned into human colors.

Pale white with blue, all over the corpse spots.

"Shusha...", the pitch of the female voice next to my ear shifted higher, almost forming a strange, high-pitched tone that humans cannot utter: "I know, I will never leave here."

"You'll be here," the man said.

"You will be here," said the old man.

"You'll be here," said the boy.

The voices became more permeable one by one, getting closer each time.

At the same time, the shop entrance.

Although all the light was blocked, those frightening footsteps still lingered at the entrance of the shop.

Several people guarded their mouths vigilantly, as if they were guarding against something.

And Su Cheng stood behind alone.

Silent, staring at the void of the eyes, a faint light flickered in the eyeballs, like the light of an oil lamp, and seemed to light up from the depths of the pupils.

He raised his hand, as if he was slowly removing something from the air.

Qi Qian caught this scene from the corner of his eye, and his heart skipped a beat, as if he realized something.

...the opponent is now activating the talent.

"boom!"

The sudden sound broke the silence, Qi Qian was also taken aback, and turned his head suddenly to look in the direction of the sound.

The glass trembled slightly, and the cracks that were not tight opened and closed slightly, and a cold and rotten atmosphere permeated from it.

In the meantime, one can vaguely see the moving shadows in the outer darkness.

Oops! They are hitting!

Qi Qian's pupils shrank, and his hairs almost stood on end.

"Quick! Block it first!"

As soon as the order was given, everyone rushed forward, trying their best to support them, for fear that the unknown thing outside would break through the wall and break into the shop.

Qi Qian pressed his head firmly, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

how so?

They have already blocked the light source of the place, why do "customers" still bump into it? !

What went wrong?

"Bang! Bang!"

There was a crashing sound, and more than one "customer" joined in. The crashing sound was chaotic, and the external force gradually increased, and it seemed to become urgent.

"Bang bang! bang bang! bang bang!"

Suddenly, Su Cheng's voice came from behind: "...wrong."

His voice was weak, with a slight suspension.

What?

Several people were taken aback, and turned to look at the prophet.

Su Cheng stood where he was, with the gleam of light still flashing in his pupils, with a strange expression on his pupils: "We should open it."

"What?" Qi Qian was taken aback.

"Go." Su Cheng's voice became smooth and steady.

An Xin: "But..."

"Do as you say." Qi Qian interrupted, and the others hesitated for a moment, let go of their hands, and slowly backed away from their mouths.

Without the artificial resistance, the tools imposed on him can last for another minute or so, but it is also the limit.

Qi Qian looked at Su Cheng: "Should we call Wen Wen Tongyao back and gather behind the counter first?"

Su Cheng: "No need."

Raising his hand, he stopped the person who was subconsciously about to walk into the counter: "We will stay here."

"But the customer—" Zhang Yu frowned, with a worried and nervous expression.

"No."

Su Cheng's eyes were fixed tightly on Da Da.

"boom!"

With the last loud bang, the equipment failed, and the cold and cold wind came with a stench, but, strangely, the copper bell on it did not make a sound.

Outside, in the eerie darkness, several figures could be vaguely seen.

They walked inward slowly, and gradually entered under the oil lamp.

With dull and turbid eyeballs, a pale and cold face and skin covered with corpse spots, they gradually approached with stiff steps.

"...because we are not customers."

Su Cheng added.

Zhang Yu's gaze stayed on the leaders for a moment, as if he suddenly realized something:

"The clothes of these people—!"

An Xin gasped: "These are all anchors!"

Yes, these people are all the anchors in this dungeon. You once had a relationship with these people in the lobby on the first floor, but after a few short hours, you have become a cold body. Corpses, wandering in the dark building.

That's why we heard more than one footstep.

The stench outside is mixed with the smell of blood.

So even if the lights are blocked, they will continue to collide.

Because they are not customers at all, but another kind of heterogeneity.

Su Cheng let out a breath of relief slowly.

That's right, that's right.

There is no need for a dungeon in the nightmare. If you throw out the radio and attract those weird and irresistible "customers", this simple and crude final plan will lose its meaning, and no one will survive.

Therefore, although there will be a crisis, the chance to survive also exists.

"Okay," Qi Qian's eyes flashed fiercely, "then destroy them!"

As long as these dead bodies are disposed of, we can continue to operate.

The past is the way of life!

The radio made countless strange sounds, and those sounds sounded from all directions, interfering with Judgment all the time.

Wen Jianyan stood still, turning into a corpse little by little under the curse of the voice.

Like stuck.

That's right, who wouldn't get stuck?

Although I knew the general range of the source radio, but when the nursery rhyme was unable to support it, the location of the radios changed drastically.

Wen Jianyan, the only one with mobility, doesn't have the talent and eyesight of nursery rhymes, nor does he have any ability to locate radios.

It's over, it's over.

The audience in the studio sighed.

I really didn't expect that Wen Jianyan's team would win the most vicious shop on the second floor this time, maybe it was fate.

Maybe luck is really running out.

People always want it.

Suddenly, the girl raised her eyes slightly, turned her head and looked in a direction farthest from her.

A snow-white face was slightly blue in the darkness, and the amber pupils were bottomless, with a strange calmness.

Wen Jianyan took a step forward and walked towards him.

"are you sure?"

The radio rustled behind him.

"Hee hee, am I here?" The radio on the right let out a weird shriek.

The radio at the foot has a vicious question: "Are you sure?"

"Of course."

Wen Jian said.

"The nursery rhyme information is correct, you are on the third floor, right?"

Due to the rotted limbs, Wen Jianyan's movements were slow, but steady, firm, without the slightest hesitation.

"Only your position didn't move."

The store will replenish the empty space. First, after the brown radio was taken away, the original empty space was quickly filled.

Fits perfectly.

In the same way, the radio that was taken by the "customer" should be the same.

The radio that was taken away is not important, but the one that was filled in the blank space is important.

Therefore, the only source of the curse must be impossible to change positions.

"The change in the position of the radio is just a blindfold, making the information I have given me for the nursery rhymes worthless."

The sounds around are intensifying.

The bluish-purple corpse spots climbed up Wen Jianyan's cheeks, the whiteness and the bluish-black contrasted, making it look very strange.

"Although I have a good memory, the glimpse of the position just changed is too short. Even I can hardly remember the position of the radio. Therefore, I can only use the most stupid method: the exhaustive method," Wen Jianyan said, "Exclude the radios whose positions on the third floor I remember have changed, and the rest of the radios are suspect."

Wen Jianyan's movements were slow, because his body had already lost a lot of weight, and he was almost out of control.

The legs were crooked, and it was difficult to support the weight. So Wen Jianyan had to hold the shelf, which was difficult.

"And on these radios..."

Wen Jianyan's voice became hoarse, and he fixed his eyes on a corner on the third shelf, where lay an extremely inconspicuous black radio.

The power light on the unit blinks in the dark.

"Only one, from beginning to end, did not make any sound."

I didn't move just now because I was waiting.

watching.

What Wen Jianyan lacked most was patience.

Even if the body is corroded, corrupted, and the coldness of death invades the texture, it does not affect the thinking ability of the body—like a beast dormant in the dark, Wen Jianyan always quietly waits for the moment when the flaw appears.

"rustle…"

The sound of electric current echoed in the darkness.

Soon, new laughter sounded:

"You want it."

So what if you find it, the human body is limited, and the rotting limbs cannot support the torso.

Hearing a "bang", Wen Jianyan lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

"You want it."

Malicious voices came from all directions.

Obviously there are only a few tens of centimeters left, but to Wen Jianyan, that distance is like a gap that cannot be crossed.

After staying in a dangerous place for too long, the breath of death is about to grab the heart.

Wen Jianyan's mind was already a little dizzy.

Grit your teeth.

The difficulty of this dungeon is very high, and the enemy is watching. I didn't want to use up the legendary equipment at such an early stage, but...

The current physical condition, I'm afraid it has really reached the limit.

Well, the pitch-black radio was like a little stain, branded on the gradually blurred retina, bringing a little bit of unwillingness to emotion.

Oh shit.

It's so close.

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan seemed to realize something.

I don't know if it's an illusion, the voice that was still rising just now seems to be suppressed by something at the moment, and even gradually becomes lighter, the number of media that make the sound seems to be decreasing...

physical deterioration...

Seems to have stopped?

Startled, subconsciously turned his head to look behind him.

The eardrum was affected, and Wen Jianyan could no longer hear clearly, but he could still realize that the direction of the glass was no longer silent, and it seemed...

Found a way to start moving again.

Visible to the naked eye, the shelves were emptied one by one, and Su Cheng commanded hastily:

"Quick! Continue!"

With the improvement of the prophecy level, Su Cheng can clearly realize the changes in his abilities. Not only can he solve the cards, but he can also get a piece of future information and suggestions through the cards.

Must be confrontational.

This is the only way to ensure the safety of your friends.

Quick, quick, quicker!

The shelves in the store were emptied one by one, and the number of radios that could still be played was gradually reduced—from half to half, and the blankness was spreading, preventing the spread of the curse.

Wen Jianyan laughed silently.

He raised his head, looked at the pitch-black radio on the shelf, exhausted the last bit of strength in his body, forcefully propped his body up, and stretched his pale fingers toward—

Caught it with a snap!

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the hidden tool (difficult) in the instance! 】

【Collection level 1/6】

"Zizi..."

The radio hummed faintly.

The power above flickers like a weak struggle.

"No, I will not."

Wen Jianyan smiled:

"I won."

Chapter end

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