Chapter 287 Crimson Mirror [End]

[Xu Zhiyan: I have given you some props, which should take effect soon.]

The devastated intersection was filled with splashes of red and black liquid.

Jiang Huaique followed the information given by Xu Zhiyan, clearing out monsters along the way and rushing to where his 'sister' was.

He swung his sword and he didn't know how many times he had attacked.

From the dark alleys to the underground passages, and then to the wide ruined streets, the numbing attacks made him almost unable to perceive the flow of time. Wounds of varying sizes kept appearing on his body, and then slowly recovered with the effects of the healing items.

Although he acted relaxed when messaging Xu Zhiyan, he knew exactly what he would have to face now that he was stuck in this situation.

No wonder Xu Zhiyan was so nervous.

A chaotic world, newly restored memories, and a world full of crazy monsters...

Everyone would be nervous.

But when Jiang Huaique walked past the two landmark buildings, killed all the monsters that were rushing towards him again, and leaned against the wall to catch his breath, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Starting from more than ten minutes ago, the number of monsters surrounding them has become much smaller.

It’s like… someone is controlling the numbers.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Jiang Huaique became tense. If there was anyone who could control the number of monsters here, he must be a powerful being.

After crossing a few more intersections, he finally discovered something strange.

It was a gray tin can.

The jar was lying overturned in the far corner, with blood spreading from the inside out.

Obviously, it was an inconspicuous thing and the monsters around did not notice it. However, the moment the monsters touched the blood, they immediately became shrunken as if they were drained of blood.

Jiang Huaique thought of Xu Zhiyan’s words.

Is this the prop that was thrown in?

So when he cleared out the monsters around him, he didn't move forward, but instead walked towards the palm-sized jar.

After all the monsters died, the jar turned back to its gray color and lifeless state, as if the strong blood that had just gushed out was an illusion.

As Jiang Huai Que approached but before he touched the jar, he saw a line of small words appear on it.

[Dirty human, don't touch me.]

[If it weren’t for Xu Zhiyan’s sake…]

"……Grass?"

Jiang Huaique was startled and retracted his hand that was hanging in the air. The other party showed great reluctance, and he was a little afraid to take action.

News from teammates followed soon after.

【Xu Zhiyan: Bring the jar with you.】

Jiang Huaique was a little unsure of what to do due to the completely conflicting information.

In the end, he sent a message to his teammates.

[Jiang Huai Que: It seemed very reluctant and told me that I was a dirty human and asked me not to touch it.]

【Xu Zhiyan: ……】

[Xu Zhiyan: Tell it that as long as the mission is completed successfully, I can agree to one condition when I come back. Anything is fine.]

Jiang Huai was skeptical, but time was running out. He looked at the monsters emerging in the distance, gritted his teeth, picked up the jar, and whispered to the mouth of the jar: "Xu Zhiyan asked me to tell you that as long as you complete the task, you can ask him for whatever conditions you want."

Just as he finished speaking, he felt the jar in his hand suddenly sink.

Even though Jiang Huaique was strong enough, he was unable to hold the jar which had suddenly become heavy and accidentally dropped it.

"Bang——"

The small jar hit the ground and a big hole appeared.

Before Jiang Huaique could react, he saw blood gushing out of the mouth of the jar.

The jar was clearly only the size of a palm, but the blood inside seemed to never stop gushing out. First, the surrounding ground was all wet, and then the road was flooded... By the time Jiang Huaique came to his senses, the blood had already solidified into a tide!

The surging power and sense of oppression radiated in all directions.

Jiang Huaique suddenly discovered that there were two more lines of words on the jar.

[Remember to throw out the remaining two items.]

[Said Xu Zhiyan.]

As if he was afraid that Jiang Huaiqu would start throwing it away right now, Blood added another sentence.

[Throw one last one before killing it.]

The words appeared and disappeared, and in a flash, a blood wave more than ten meters high rushed out, washing the entire city!

…

In the mirror hall, Xu Zhiyan couldn't help pinching his nose as he watched the blood swell up in an instant from being dawdling.

Originally he thought that he had enough time, so he didn't care about the blood's poor condition. The reason why he suddenly added conditions later was because he didn't have much time left.

The release channel provided by the system has rules, so when the blood is released, all parts of the current space are thrown in as a whole and cannot be divided. The reason why the hotel did not continue to collapse towards the museum after the collapse is because the sculptures on the square retain the power of blood.

Now that there is no blood, and props have been placed in the museum, the attack of the main system is unavoidable.

"How long can you hold on?"

The only thing that can resist now is the out-of-control system.

[Thirteen minutes and forty-six seconds.]

Its answer is very accurate.

Xu Zhiyan's face was solemn, which meant that he had to stuff the mirror and the out-of-control system into the door of the safe house within the time limit.

How to get there?

It will probably take about ten minutes for the blood to return.

But he couldn't gamble.

Things have come to this point, and when it comes time to reap the spoils, he must prioritize stability and ensure everyone's safety as well as his profits.

Suddenly, a round eyeball as big as a pearl appeared on the windowsill.

"Huh? This?" Xu Zhiyan, who was brainstorming, was stunned and poked his eyeball with his hand. He remembered that this thing appeared on the blood film just now, and he poked it.

This is not blood...

No! That's not right!

All the blood had been packed into the ruins world, and even the sculptures left in the square had been shattered into pieces. How could it have left an eye?

A bold guess came to my mind.

Xu Zhiyan's heart was pounding as he held his eyeball in his palm.

"...Bai Jin?"

His voice became much softer.

His eyeballs moved, as if responding.

Just when he wanted to say more, a few big words suddenly appeared in the mirror in front of him.

[Time is reduced to three minutes.]

[The power of the main system is very strong.]

…

In the ruins world.

Jiang Huaique looked at the building in front of him that was washed by blood, and without hesitation, he quickly followed.

He eliminated the few remaining monsters on the road, and soon he came to an abandoned park. The color of the sky suddenly darkened inexplicably.

A gloomy mood came over me.

Jiang Huaique looked at the blood at the entrance of the park. The other party left him a new note.

[Go in, it's inside.]

[You are the reconstructor of this world.]

The blood is a little unhappy.

When it thought of Xu Zhiyan watching it stop outside, it began to worry whether the other party would think it was useless.

But the monsters in the park are different from other monsters.

It could feel that the dilapidated Heart of the World was inside. The monster was waiting for the Reshaper and was very repulsive to it. Considering that forcibly killing it might cause damage to the Heart of the World, Blood finally decided to let the human solve it himself.

Before entering the park, Jiang Huaique threw a prop aside, glanced at the pop-up system panel, and walked forward.

[Progress: 8/9]

The moment he stepped into the park, everything around him changed.

The sky was rainy and the dead trees around were full of life. The slide, which was originally only an iron frame, was now as new as before...

Jiang Huai Partridge will never forget this park in his dreams.

A few years ago, my missing sister walked out of the park on such a rainy day.

He still remembered his sister's numb and terrified expression, as if she had just experienced a huge panic; he still remembered his sister holding his hand and making him swear not to walk the path alone in the future; he still remembered...

Suddenly, a woman in denim shorts appeared under a tree in the park.

It’s my sister.

Jiang Huai'er's eyes were dazed for a moment.

His memory became confused again, and he didn't even know when the weapon in his hand disappeared.

"Huai Que, why don't you come over?"

'Sister's' voice was full of strange hints.

Jiang Huaique seemed not to notice. He walked over step by step as if he was being controlled.

"Everything will be alright, I swear."

"Come here, come to me."

"Haiya...I miss you so much."

The woman's voice became softer and softer. Jiang Huaique was confused and his eyes were lost. He just followed her step by step.

He walked slowly, his gaze on his 'sister's' face filled with mixed emotions.

It was only a few steps, but he walked with great difficulty.

"Very good, you did a great job..."

"From now on, it will be just us here."

With the bewitching voice, Jiang Huaique walked up to the woman.

He stretched out his shaking hands and silently hugged the 'sister' in front of him. The moment the 'sister' was hugged, all the tenderness in her eyes disappeared, leaving only a look of finally succeeding.

"Partridge, we——"

It wanted to say something, but the sound stopped abruptly.

The human who was holding it loosened his grip and stepped back. He held a dagger in his hand, which was stained with red and yellow liquids and looked a bit disgusting.

"Thank you, I haven't seen my sister in years."

Jiang Huaique spoke lightly, with some nostalgia still lingering in his eyes, but his tone became more and more sarcastic, as if he was missing someone, but also like self-mockery.

"If my sister called me in such a disgusting tone, it must be that her brain was caught in the door."

After saying that, he thrust the dagger into the body of his "sister" again without any hesitation, without showing any mercy.

"Puff—ah—you, when did you find out!"

'Sister' screamed.

Its body suddenly swelled up like a balloon, with translucent tumors hanging on it, and every face inside was filled with pain.

"When, when did you wake up?"

The gentle voice disappeared, and a sharp roar with overlapping voices was harsh and unpleasant: "Wouldn't it be good for you and me to be together forever? If I die, you will be alone again!"

As the core of reshaping the world, it obtained all the memories that caused Jiang Huaiqie pain.

Jiang Huaiqie closed his eyes but did not stop moving his hands.

"when?"

"Probably since you came to see me at the company."

After waking up, Jiang Huaique realized very clearly that his sister had really left. Although subsequent abnormalities occurred one after another, the loss was still deeply engraved in his heart.

"Who the hell told you I'm alone?"

He suddenly cursed under his breath, but there was a hint of smile in his eyes.

He was no longer alone.

Starting from the night fisherman, he developed a new bond.

"There's one guy who's lazy and always talks nonsense, and there's another one who runs slowly and always needs me to rescue him. Well, the last one cries all the time and I have to help him with his homework... I'm your father and I'm very busy. I don't have time to stay here."

As he said this, he stabbed the dagger into the monster's heart.

Before drawing his sword, Jiang Huaique threw the last prop into the park.

[Progress: 9/9]

【Congratulations on completing the guild mission. 】

In an instant, the surrounding scene changed and the park became dilapidated again.

Just as the monster roared and was about to attack, a red tide of blood rushed over, and all the humans and monsters were devoured by the blood.

Before falling into a coma, Jiang Huaique heard a strange voice.

"Such a big piece of the heart of the world? He will definitely like it."

He wanted to ask who was talking, but in the end, his eyes went dark and he passed out.

…

The surging blood in the mirror, carrying the target, rushed out from the mirror on the eighth floor, but after landing, the blood turned into a human form and stood up, but felt that something was wrong.

This is the eighth floor, and there is an unconscious human lying at my feet...

Wait, why did it come out of the small mirror on the side? It did so many things, shouldn't it come out of the biggest mirror in the Hall of Mirrors?

Xuefeng turned his head and looked for Xu Zhiyan in the mirror.

The young man stood in front of a huge mirror, and a different scene appeared in the mirror in front of him - the familiar pool of blood was reflected in it.

What’s going on…

Are you going to open the door of the safe house?

Hearing the noise, Xu Zhiyan turned his head and took a look at the blood.

“Well done.”

After the perfunctory compliment, he turned back.

Since the mirror on the eighth floor can be replicated in the blood pool, the blood pool on the eighth floor of the hotel should also be replicated on the eighth floor of the museum.

[Are you talking about this door?]

In the mirror image, just like Moses parting the sea, the blood in the pool flowed to both sides, revealing a door at the bottom of the pool.

It can be done!

Xu Zhiyan suppressed the enthusiasm in his heart, breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the blood.

"You go open the door with the mirror and the loss control system."

"I will then wait for the arrival of the main system together with other players."

Although he might lose some money by not allowing other players to leave the safe house, he could completely extricate himself once the blood and out-of-control systems were evacuated from the museum.

Blood turned his head to look at the door in the mirror, then immediately turned his gaze back.

It wanted to say something, but in the end it just became a word.

"good."

If this is your wish...

The burning emotions in those scarlet eyes were still churning. Xu Zhiyan felt a little scared by being stared at and calmed down a little.

He realized belatedly that his use of blood as a tool was a little too obvious, but the other party still said nothing and was surprisingly honest.

"Well, as a reward, you can ask me for something else, as long as I can do it."

Xu Zhiyan is a man who keeps his promises.

Although Blood was sometimes stupid, it was undeniable that he was indeed moved by this guy in a sense.

In the silence, Xu Zhiyan felt a hot palm falling on his chin.

You want a kiss?

Similar purity to Dr. Bai, he thought confusedly.

Xu Zhiyan guessed wrong.

The sound of hot breathing fell into his ears, and the blood spoke its wishes.

"I want you to scream my name while He fucks you."

Hearing the voice, Xu Zhiyan opened his lips slightly, and his brain, which had been constantly calculating this and that just now, suddenly stopped working.

"?"

Damn, what's wrong with this idiot?

Without waiting for his rebuttal.

More blood poured in from the window, rolling up the mirror contained in the transaction and rushing towards the large mirror.

[Thank you for your generosity.]

The last sentence of the out of control system ends.

As planned, the blood left along with the out-of-control system, and the huge mirrors in the Hall of Mirrors began to shatter.

The Mirror Museum also began to collapse.

Xu Zhiyan didn't have time to curse, he dragged the unconscious Jiang Huaique and ran to the window. Xu Xiaohua and Xiao Cuigu were released and tied up with ropes.

After a few minutes, the entire Mirror Museum turned into a crumbling and dangerous building.

The door leading to the safe house in the blood pool was pushed open.

After a while, the main system could no longer find any trace of the out-of-control system in this copy.

On the ruins of the square, Yu Xiu was grabbing Jiang Huaique's hair and giving her medicine. Jin Sheng was lying on the ground with empty eyes, and he hadn't rested yet.

All the players who escaped were in very bad condition, some were unconscious, some were injured, and some were conscious.

Only Xu Zhiyan stood straight.

His expression was solemn, and he frowned as he looked towards the safe house on the eighth floor above the hotel.

It was numb. Just now, he wanted to hand over the eyeball that seemed to be controlled by ghosts and gods to Blood, but he was interrupted by this guy and forgot about it. If this thing could pass the message to Party A...

Help! Did the other party hear what that idiot Blood said? !