Maybe she was just curious why the prop didn't work as it should.

“It must be useful!”

The lady called Sister Qing clenched her teeth and her face was pale.

In her hands, she held a golden mask that was splattered with eye-catching blood spots. Her hands, which were tightly grasping the mask, had white knuckles and were trembling slightly, indicating that she was not as confident as she said at the moment.

The dim firelight danced on her face, changing with her expression.

She hesitated.

She is not sure anymore!

Although she was confident that she would never misjudge anyone, she really couldn't see through the man who gave her the golden mask.

But now the situation is critical and there is no other way, so she can only try her best.

If she is going to give up, then what will happen to the companions she brought with her?

So, it’s far from the time to give up!

Fang Shiqing! Don't give up yet!

That’s right, the lady who was chanting the tune of [Death] in a low voice was none other than Cheng Shi’s former teammate, Fang Shiqing, who wanted to recruit him to join the Firebringer!

The two teammates standing next to her were also injured and looked at her with serious expressions.

It seemed that the whole team's hope rested on the mask in her hand.

Seeing Fang Shiqing wanted to do it again, the male companion behind her patted her shoulder, shook his head and said solemnly:

"Sister Qing, you don't have many pages left in your 'Bone Soldiers' book. If you keep using them up, I will be the only one left in the front and will not be able to stop their attack. You..."

Fang Shiqing turned around, and a glimmer of hope appeared in her eyes that were full of hesitation just now. She looked at her companions behind her and comforted them:

"Don't be afraid. When using any prop that goes beyond common sense, there will always be problems that we cannot understand.

I'm not pinning my hopes on an illusory call, but given our current state, we really can't hold on any longer.

Even if these bone soldiers can withstand the enemy's charge, the problem is...

We are too weak.

I have run out of pages of healing books and we are in desperate need of a pastor.

Now it seems that this mask is the only one left.

Well, I thought of a possibility.

Perhaps the quality of the 'Bone Soldier' ​​page is too low to trigger its effect and cannot support a high-quality 'Player Puppet'.

It doesn’t matter, I still have a “Skeleton Warrior”, which is an S-level talent of [Death] Faith, if…”

"no!"

Fang Shiqing was interrupted by her male companion before she could finish her words.

“That page is your last resort to save your life. We can die here, but you can’t.

Sister Qing, the fire bearer cannot lose the firewood seeker, just as the flame cannot lose the firewood!

When we die, there will be countless more of us, but you are the only one left seeking firewood...

For the sake of the Firebearer and everyone's hope, Sister Qing, you cannot die."

"I......"

Fang Shiqing knew it very well, but it was cruel for her to abandon her teammates and survive alone until the end of the trial.

She didn't want this to happen, so she wanted to give it another try.

The singer of "Truth" tightly grasped the golden mask in his hand, and after hesitating for a moment, a decisive look flashed in his eyes.

"I...want to give it a try...

This is not a useless mask. Although he rejected my invitation, I... believe him.

He won't lie to me.

If we can really wake up a puppet of the forgotten doctor, it will be enough for all of us to hold on until the last moment!"

"Can......"

The male companion wanted to say something, but at this moment, the corpse under the feet of the three people, which had been unresponsive, suddenly opened its eyes.

The pair of bright eyes were like pearls embedded in rotten flesh. As they opened, the flesh and skin of the corpse shed on its own, and all the filth on the body was peeled off.

And beneath the shed skin, a brand new body slowly sat up.

He looked around and spotted the presence of three people.

Looking at the surprised eyes, the relieved eyes, and the shocked eyes, the "bone soldier" who was reborn from the corpse shook off the blood on his arms and began to speak.

"Hey, thighs, you're wearing something pretty cool."

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