Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 65

Chapter 65

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"... Absolutely, really absolutely."

"I'm in a daze. Is this the live broadcast of Nightmare I'm watching? This is obviously the missionary scene!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaai!! I'm really bewitched!!"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ons, i want to join the church too, my clothes have already been taken off!"

"??? I just came from the Red Fang next door. What's going on? What's going on here?"

"I just came in too... I can't understand it at all. Why is it that the red anchor is not dead, but the number of red anchors displayed the day after tomorrow has decreased? Have they been transferred to the black? But it's not right, the black's The number of people is still 1? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa help, can someone explain it to me!"

"Actually, to put it simply, this dog liar is too **** good at playing with the rules."

"The anchor of this faction battle is obviously unable to switch factions. Although the dog liar now has the status of the leader of the sect, only ghosts can become believers in his sect, and there is no way to attract people. I remember he was in The dungeon of [Ducai Middle School] has experienced chasing battles, so this wave is to use his monsters to reduce the SAN value of the red anchor to the critical point, so that the anchor's attributes are more biased in the system's judgment When it is monsters, not human beings, preaching under this extreme condition, let the other party become your believer."

"Yes, and because the SAN value is so low that it is about to lose the ability to think normally, the success rate of the mission is basically 100%!"

"Grass... so it's like this, I was also dumbfounded."

"Wait, but in this case, aren't those anchors almost alienated? It's no different from being killed directly, right?"

"You guys don't understand now, this liar is even good at this point!"

"???What's the meaning?"

"Have you forgotten? This is a chase!"

"!! Damn! That's right!"

"Although the SAN value has been reduced to 1%, as long as it does not return to zero, the anchor cannot be completely alienated..."

"Yes, so even if the streamer's SAN value is now biased towards monsters, as long as the time limit for the chase ends and the streamer has not been judged dead, it will be considered a victory! You will be alive!"

"That's right, this is incomparable to the ghost mother's state of the dog liar in the last dungeon. The calculation of this SAN value is only effective in the chase battle."

"Then the chasing battle was over. Although the streamer was alive, his belief camp had changed. Not only could he not be counted as the streamer of the red party, but because of his living state, he could not be counted as a streamer of the black party...so the number of red party members has been decreasing. , the number of black players has been maintained at 1."

"Ahhhhhh my god! Shocked! Mom asked me why I was kneeling to watch the live broadcast!"

"In the matter of card bugs, this liar is the second, no one dares to be the first!"

"Is this an idea that normal humans can think of! Is this it!"

"My god... how come there are still people playing games like this? I have a lot of experience. I guess the dungeon didn't expect someone to do it like this!"

"The anchor's ability to take advantage of rules is perfect!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

In just ten minutes, the number of online viewers of "Integrity First" soared to a new high, directly breaking through the 100,000 mark!

【Ding! The number of people online in the live broadcast room exceeded 100,000! 】

[Congratulations to the host for achieving the achievement: I am the most beautiful boy in this dungeon!

Your live broadcast room has attracted nearly 53% of the online viewers in the entire dungeon, and the ratings are top notch! Become the hottest live broadcast room in this dungeon! 】

[Congratulations to the host for achieving the achievement: Rating upstart!

Wow, your live broadcast room shines under your management, and more and more viewers are attracted by your charm!

Please continue to burn your life, move forward bravely, and create a higher quality live broadcast experience for the audience! 】

The wall slowly changed from the greasy and **** texture back to ordinary cold masonry.

The countdown to the chase finally slowly cleared to zero.

Chen Mo felt that his mind was returning to normal little by little. The strong sense of fear and bizarre and terrifying hallucinations disappeared from his eyes little by little. The extreme changes made him dizzy and nauseated.

what happens?

The memory just now was shrouded in a distorted **** filter, and the remaining images in my mind were all weird and cold. The only thing that was clear was a distant voice.

The voice was gentle and bewitching, but it made him feel inexplicable fear, and a strong sense of trembling spread from the depths of his soul.

Chen Mo raised his head abruptly, and looked towards the open space in front of him in astonishment.

However, the vague holy figure just now disappeared.

What is going on?

Could it be... Does everything only exist in his fantasy?

Chen Mo was in a daze.

At this moment, the sound of approaching footsteps came from the corridor outside, and Chen Mo immediately became vigilant, but he did not forget the so-called "self-help chance", which was obtained by letting the three anchors who were dragged here kill each other. .

Could it be that the other anchors have also passed the chase and are ready to attack him?

Before Chen Mo had time to get angry, a head poked in from the door.

Chen Mo was taken aback.

He had no impression of this face at all, it wasn't any of the other two anchors.

The next second, that head shrank back and shouted towards the corridor behind: "The newcomer is here!"

Chen Mo's expression became even more bewildered.

What newcomer?

What is the other side talking about?

A new sound of footsteps gradually approached in this direction, and soon, a figure appeared at the door.

This time, Chen Mo was very familiar with him.

He slightly widened his eyes: "Why are you?"

Su Cheng was also taken aback.

Oh, old acquaintance.

Ji Guan seemed completely unaware of the delicate atmosphere between the two of them. He ran in happily: "You must be very confused now, right? Don't you understand what happened at all? It doesn't matter, the two of us are here to answer your questions. All questions."

He pretended to be deep and said:

"After joining the church, everyone is a family."

Chen Mo: "?????"

Su Cheng: "..."

You can shut up you.

He turned his head to look at Chen Mo, cleared his throat, and then briefly explained everything: "In short, this is probably the case now. Although you are not dead yet, you are already a member of our sect, so you will automatically leave the red circle." side camp."

Chen Mo raised his hand to press the aching temple. The side effect of the previous SAN value being almost zero seems to have not disappeared, which made his mind a little confused: "Wait? What sect?"

Ji Guan: "I haven't named it yet, but I hope it will be more popular, but the level of the leader's naming is really hard to compliment. If you have any good ideas, you can tell them..."

Su Cheng spoke slowly with no expression on his face, interrupting Ji Guan's eloquence: "I think that's not what he asked."

It is a shortened question of "what denomination is not denomination".

Ji Guan: "...Oh."

After a short period of confusion, Chen Mo's mind gradually became clear, and he gradually understood what the other party just said.

He was startled, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and opened the backstage to look.

I don't know when it started, the red and black camp logos in the background have disappeared, leaving only a blank space like a system failure.

...It turned out to be true.

"Although this is the credit of the leader, but believe me, we have also paid a great sacrifice for this."

Ji Guan pointed at Su Cheng and himself with a sad expression.

As if thinking of some unbearable memory, Su Cheng's expression twisted, and his face turned green slightly.

A piece of "?" floated across the barrage

"? What's wrong? Did I miss something?"

"What happened? Why do these two seem to have a deep psychological shadow?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, the first few can watch the replay after the dungeon is over, it's really interesting!"

"In short, although the dog liar thought of the method of BUG, ​​he is not sure whether this method is effective, secondly, he is not sure how much the SAN value is reduced to be the alienation threshold recognized by the dungeon, and thirdly, he does not know how. To maintain health when the SAN value is crazy...

So these two unlucky guys were the first to bear the brunt of the experiment. "

"Hahahahahaha, yes, and only when those monsters are serious, the system will judge that the chase has begun, so the two of them were chased for eighteen streets in real terms!"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha or so, and at the beginning the dog liar was not sure which monster to use was the best, so let the two kinds of monsters chase together..."

"Hahahahahahahahahaha, I have to have a psychological shadow too!"

Chen Mo stared at the display on the phone screen, feeling a little overwhelmed for a moment.

etc…

So, in this faction battle, he doesn't belong to any faction anymore?

This is something he has never seen before after so many live broadcasts and so many dungeons.

However, such an outrageous scene was actually placed in front of him.

This made Chen Mo not know what to do for a while.

"Of course, although you have been baptized, as long as you still belong to human beings, you are still a free person in theory," Su Cheng thought of something, and added:

"So, it's up to you to do what you want to do next. My suggestion is to buy enough points to wait until the dungeon is over. Of course, it's okay if you want to leave the mirror, but you have to let the leader come."

Chen Mo lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then raised his head:

"Where is your leader?"

"What do you mean? What is failure?"

Wang Hanyu frowned, pressed his palms firmly on the table, moved his face close to Granny Wen, and asked in disbelief.

Obviously, the number of red camps in the background has decreased, and the number of black camps has not increased. It stands to reason that the refining of the Soul Locking Altar should have been completed!

how so!

Granny Wen lowered her head, the wrinkled and loose skin on her face was trembling slightly, and her cloudy eyes were staring at the black clay pot in front of her, seemingly also confused.

Finally, after a short period of contemplation, she slowly raised her head and said:

"The refining of the soul-locking altar does have a chance of making mistakes."

Just like the previous 1304, she failed to refine the soul-locking altar. As for why she made a mistake this time... Granny Wen couldn't tell why.

After all, she can't create a mirror world, but can only create a passage with the help of a mirror. As for what happens inside and whether the jar can be successfully refined, it depends on the good fortune in the dark.

Although there is indeed the possibility of mistakes, but I don't know why, for this failure...

Granny Wen always has an ominous premonition.

She raised her head slowly, glanced at the crowd in front of her with her thick white eyeballs, and said, "In this case, I need three more sacrifices."

"What?! Need three more?!"

Now, the other anchors quit: "But didn't you just say that as long as we hand over three people, we can refine the tenth soul-locking altar? How can you go back on your word now—"

Before he finished speaking, his pupils shrank suddenly.

A pair of pale paper palms stretched out from behind him, tightly gripping the anchor's ankles, and dragging him back!

Before the host even had time to scream, he was dragged into the depths of the mirror that appeared behind him at unknown time.

In an instant, the whole room fell into a dead silence.

The faces of all the anchors were very ugly, half vigilant and half fearful, staring at the old woman who looked half buried in the ground not far away.

Granny Wen raised her eyes tremblingly, and said slowly:

"Have you forgotten? This room of mine is located at the junction of reality and illusion. Anyone who wants to see me can enter it. If you don't want to write your name, someone will naturally be willing."

In an old, non-threatening tone, she slowly spoke extremely terrifying words:

"It depends on whether you are willing to take a gamble."

Bet on whether your teammates will betray you.

In Red Fang's live broadcast room:

"Oh my god, I finally know why this dungeon can be targeted for help. It is to backstab the anchors who know each other."

"This is simply a test of human nature..."

"And the red team probably doesn't know what the black team is doing right now. I'm so excited when I think that the teammates who were backstabbed by them can come out to confront them again."

"Ahhh, this is going to be exciting!"

In the narrow room, the anchors all looked at each other, and saw the same dignified look in each other's eyes.

They realize that they have actually opened Pandora's box now, whether it is to win or to protect themselves, there is no possibility of turning back.

They can only gamble.

Bet that the next jar can be successfully refined.

The ground shook slightly, and there were strange whispers and the sound of wriggling water not far away.

Chen Mo stopped his steps subconsciously, and looked in the direction of the sound in surprise.

"It doesn't matter,"

Ji Guan came up from behind him, and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "This means that we will have a new partner soon."

Chen Mo: "..."

oh.

Su Cheng: "Let's go, you should be able to find the leader by following the voice."

Although it's weird to call that dog liar the leader, but calling it too much...it's actually quite smooth.

Several people walked towards the direction of the sound.

Under the dark red light, the walls and the ground all present a weird soft texture, the further forward, the stronger the smell of blood, and the more serious the mutation of the walls.

The scarlet and greasy flesh wall was beating, like some kind of living thing with life, giving people a nameless sense of fear. Chen Mo was reminded of some bad memories by this familiar texture, although his expression still didn't change much , but his face turned slightly pale involuntarily.

Soon, an open door appeared not far away.

A young man's low voice came, the tone was extremely gentle and clear, but there seemed to be some invisible power hidden in the depths of his voice, which made Chen Mo's heart tremble, and he stopped slightly uncontrollably.

"It's just ahead." Su Cheng and Ji Guan stopped in their tracks: "You go."

Chen Mo nodded and walked forward.

He hadn't taken a few steps when he heard Ji Guan's voice coming from behind: "Hey, I'll leave the newcomer to you this time, don't forget to tell him about the current situation, just like me just now Both are the same."

Chen Mo paused involuntarily.

Suddenly being regarded as a senior member of this Gua Sect, it is really... very subtle.

He took a deep breath, collected himself, and then walked towards the room where the sound came from.

As the distance shortened, thinking that the so-called cult leader was not far away, Chen Mo became nervous uncontrollably.

Soon, after turning a corner, the back of a young man came into view.

He squatted halfway in front of a tranced anchor, and seemed to be saying something.

Only fragments of clothes remained on the young man's body. Under the dark red light, the undulating shoulder blades appeared clear and graceful. Accompanied by movements, they rolled under the fair skin, and the dark spell lines covered half of the back. The thin and tight waist was outlined, and it even faintly extended downwards, engulfed by the sunken shadow at the edge of the trousers.

The anchor in front of him looked slack, with a dull and obsessed expression. This kind of obsession had nothing to do with love, as if he was captivated by some more mysterious and higher existence.

The young man bent down, dipped his fingers into the scarlet liquid seeping from the wall, and gently touched the other person's forehead and cheek.

His movements were gentle and loving, followed by a sizzling corrosion sound.

The whole process seemed extraordinarily evil and weird, but there was an indescribable and terrifying attraction, pulling people's sight like gravity, making people uncontrollably focus on the scene in front of them.

This should be the "baptism" mentioned by the two anchors just now.

Fragments of memory appeared in the depths of Chen Mo's chaotic mind due to the decrease in SAN value. He subconsciously raised his hand and touched the same place on his face.

A slight tingling reminded him that he had also undergone the same ritual.

Chen Mo shivered involuntarily.

Soon, the young man stood up and turned to look in his direction.

Under the dim light, the outline of Qingjun's face was clearly visible, and a pair of familiar amber eyes were slightly squinted, looking strangely careless.

"…you?"

Chen Mo was taken aback, and recognized that the young man in front of him was actually the "NPC" who claimed to be a resident of 1304:

"you are not-"

Wen Jianyan blinked: "Huh?"

He carefully looked at the anchor in front of him for a few seconds, with a suddenly realized expression on his face: "Oh, the identity of that NPC, I made it up to lie to you."

Chen Mo: "..."

The other party's attitude of admitting that he was lying was too natural, and he didn't feel ashamed after being exposed at all, which made him speechless.

"Uh ah ah—"

The time limit for the chase battle of the anchor not far away is obviously not over yet. The low SAN value made him look distorted and panicked. He sat in the same place and couldn't move. He didn't know what hallucination he saw, and he let out intermittent screams. .

"Come on, let's go out and talk."

Wen Jianyan took the lead and walked out of the room.

Chen Mo stood there, staring at the anchor for a few seconds before turning around and following Wen Jianyan's pace.

"Why are you doing this?"

Chen Mo asked straight to the point: "Why did you save us?"

He was really puzzled by this.

Even though Chen Mo hasn't fully figured out the production method of the soul-locking altar, as long as he simply associates the speech of Wen Po just now, he can draw a conclusion-these anchors who were cast in may have something to do with this, and they are all in bad luck few.

However, this move of the black anchor not only freed them from danger, but also gave them a huge gift with great generosity:

free.

These anchors will not be bound by the rules of the faction battle. No matter who wins the red and black sides in the end, they will not be implicated and become victims of this dungeon.

"First of all, the most direct reason is that my two friends were assigned to the red side."

Wen Jianyan pondered for a while, then said lightly:

"However, after releasing them from the shackles of faction warfare, I really don't need to release you in the same way. After all, this method is indeed very troublesome."

Chen Mo stared at the other party silently, waiting for his next words.

"The most important reason why I do this is that I don't want to win."

Under the dark red light, the young man smiled lightly, and the depths of his amber eyes were shimmering, making him appear extraordinarily elusive.

If Wen Jianyan really wanted to win, after freeing Su Cheng and Ji Guan, the first thing he would do would be to find the anchor of the red party and **** the soul-locking altar from the opponent.

After all, that's the only way to win this faction war—

Break the soul lock altar and liberate evil spirits.

However, Wen Jianyan did not want to liberate the evil spirits.

Chen Mo was stunned: "...Why?"

The young man squinted his eyes, with a smile on his lips: "Think about it, if the true/God of a sect descends, how could he still need me?"

He rubbed his knuckles lightly, and said unhurriedly:

"If you can't tamper with God's words, steal God's majesty, and rob God's believers, what's the point of being the leader of this cult?"

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Good guy, this wave, it's the next attack!"

"I'm laughing to death, it's unlucky to be this guy's god!"

"Bah! What this **** liar said is high-sounding, but he really doesn't want to see that evil spirit he has offended 800 times!"

"Who just watched the heart stabbing replay of the last dungeon? I was right."

"It's really heartbreaking hahahahaha, it's refreshing to watch once!"

Wen Jianyan looked at Chen Mo who was shocked by what he said just now, and changed the subject lightly: "Speaking of which, what are you going to do with me?"

Chen Mo took a deep breath: "I want to go back outside."

"Have you decided?"

Wen Jianyan showed a thoughtful expression: "If you let me say it, I would suggest you stay here. Granny Wen has no way to directly influence here. Now that you have left the red camp, you can exchange points Stay up until the end of the copy."

Chen Mo pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and replied in a cold voice: "I still have some things to settle with a person."

He looked at Wen Jianyan firmly:

"Does it cost me anything to go back? I can—"

"No need." Wen Jianyan shook her head

"...No need?" Chen Mo was stunned.

The other party's reply completely exceeded his expectations.

Wen Jianyan took out a gossip mirror from his pocket, and the monster's pale arms protruded from the mirror, climbing up his chest.

"You are my congregation, aren't you?"

Since he is not going to complete the main task, he must also ensure that the main task on the opposite side cannot be completed as well. Since Granny Wen is behind the scenes, pulling the string of the puppet and manipulating the red anchor to work for her, then, as the opposite Wen Jianyan needed to find a way to check and balance the opponent.

That is the simplest primitive emotion of human beings.

revenge.

Hei Fang's puppet master leaned slightly, his amber eyes shone sweetly under the eyelashes:

"It has been an honor to serve you."

Chapter end