Chapter 72 Twins 37 Madman

Zhu Ci glanced at the system. His exploration degree was currently at 80%.

The closer you get to the front, the more dangerous it becomes.

Andy couldn't help him yet, so he had to get through the evening on his own.

Zhu Ci thought that maybe the ghost baby would like his gift.

…

"What do you mean by the layout of the dungeon? Why does it feel so quiet on this road?" Meng Yuanzhou asked puzzledly.

Although we said we should act separately, no one should be left alone.

Wu Yi, a B-level player, a newcomer, not suitable for adventure without experience. Zhang Haochu, can this guy be trusted? His face is as pale as a ghost, and you can easily be scared to death at first sight.

They can only go to one direction to look for clues, figure out a solution, and then go to other places.

There were footsteps behind me.

"Because the danger is not here."

Wu Yi turned around and saw Mo Yangbing: "Boss Mo, why are you here? Where are you giving your speech?"

Mo Yangbing said, "He thinks I'm getting in the way."

Wu Yi: “…”

Meng Yuanzhou laughed, then realized the seriousness of the situation: "Can he do it alone? Are you so relieved?"

Mo Yangbing asked, "Do you trust me?"

Meng Yuanzhou: “…”

How could one trust a guy who could go crazy at any time? Sure enough, there was a reason why Zhu Ci disliked him for being a nuisance.

"I've been through a metaphysical copy, and I think I can find similarities here. Time is running out, so let's do it quickly, Zhuci needs us." Mo Yangbing said as he walked past them.

"I know!" Wu Yi suddenly shouted.

Meng Yuanzhou turned around and looked at him in fear: "What do you know?"

"According to the information Zhuci showed me, exorcism of demons and ghosts requires calculating the surrounding Feng Shui and using specific sacred objects to suppress them. However, the sacred objects cannot be contaminated by dust, nor can they be too conspicuous, otherwise they will be easily discovered and damaged." Wu Yi said, "So the key props must be sealed up, embedded in the wall at a certain position or placed in a special cabinet."

"Wow, you are really a hidden talent, your memory is pretty good?" Meng Yuanzhou was quite surprised. He had also read the information, so why couldn't he remember it?

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Although the materials teach how to calculate Feng Shui, I don't know how to do it." Wu Yi said.

He could never forget the way they congratulated him when they left.

It was obvious that he would fall down if the wind blew, and it was heartbreaking to see him shed tears. It was hard to imagine how difficult it would be for him to face so many ghosts all by himself.

Although I know he is very powerful, it is tiring to give a speech.

Several people looked at each other.

Suddenly, Zhang Haochu, who had been ignored, said, "I have a prop."

Zhang Haochu has not experienced much metaphysical copy, but this prop can guide the direction of luck.

The lucky direction is similar to the direction of good feng shui...

Meng Yuanzhou said: "I also have a compass, which I carry with me, for fear of encountering a copy where it is easy to get lost."

But none of them knows how to calculate, so let's try Zhang Haochu's method.

"No, now this formation has become a ghost-attracting formation, right? It should be leading to the Death Gate." Zhang Haochu suddenly said.

"oh?"

Meng Yuanzhou glanced at him.

Although he is a very outgoing person, he is not very accepting of strangers. This player was also very selfish before, and it is quite strange that he suddenly integrates into their group now.

"The materials teach how to deduce it, so it would be great if we can find a way out," Wu Yi said.

Meng Yuanzhou nodded: "Who has the information now? I want to take a look too."

Mo Yangbing said: "We took them separately."

They all have several pages in their hands.

"Okay, let's take a look at them all."

Suddenly Mo Yangbing's eyelids twitched...

He could see that the lines in the space that had been relatively smooth were suddenly shaking violently, as if they were being attacked by something.

"There's no time. Something must have happened at the reception desk." He suddenly raised his voice and shouted.

"What? How do you know? I'll go back and check."

Mo Yangbing felt nervous. If something happened to Zhu Ci, the entire copy might be lost.

However, the next second, the lines in his vision stabilized again, as if nothing had happened.

"Huh..." Mo Yangbing shook his head and breathed a sigh of relief. "Forget it, he has his own plans."

If something really happened to Zhuci, An An would definitely tell him.

Although the speech is important, they all have their own role.

"I understand. The place where ghosts are attracted must be the most dangerous, so... the aura of death is the heaviest."

Wherever there are more corpses and ghosts, that is the most dangerous place. Even if the ghost baby can drive the ghosts in the copy, not all the ghosts will pass by. They will definitely watch some important rooms.

Mo Yangbing wondered if Zhu Ci knew this and that was why he asked him to come along as well?

"Okay, let's go." Meng Yuanzhou opened his mouth and said only two words. Things have their priorities.

[“Damn teamwork, why do my teammates always fight until the last minute when clearing a dungeon?”

"Yes, it's very touching, but the meaning of the speech seems to be just to let them relax and unwind."

"Hahaha, relax. At first I thought it was three big guys leading two new guys. Then I thought it was a vanguard and three soldiers protecting their division. Now..."

"The above person is exaggerating. What's the use of that newcomer alone? Can he survive without his teammates?"

"I don't need to see before. I just want to see if he can survive on his own now."】

…

The time pointed to 10 o'clock in the evening.

Zhuci stroked the box in his hand and walked towards the stone statue of the Virgin Mary at the front desk.

His steps were neither hurried nor slow. The lights above his head flickered and countless doors flashed through his pupils. Finally, only a huge stone statue and a bright red curse remained in the center of his eyes.

He walked from an area with fewer blood vessels into the center, just like stepping into the heart of a huge, ferocious monster. His previously steady steps suddenly encountered resistance in mid-air. His body shook violently, and he almost lost control of the box in his hand.

A strange laugh suddenly rang in his ears. Zhu Ci lowered his head and his legs were grabbed by countless dark hands, which reminded him of the night in the first copy.

"Well……"

Being dragged by an unknown huge force, his body spun uncontrollably and Zhu Ci groaned in discomfort.

He frowned and realized that he was tied to the ground. When he looked up, he could see the mocking stone statue looking down and the weird ghost baby face on the statue's belly.

If you look from above, you can see that what bound his hands and feet were not ropes or hand chains, but the hands of the devil that emerged from the ground. The ground where he was lying was covered with bloody words.

The sacrificed boy had nowhere to escape. Even if he broke free from the shackles of this hand, the densely packed evil spirits around him could easily devour him.

The box rolled to the ground, with a small hole opened in it. Liquid flowed out and merged with the bloodstains that inexplicably appeared on the ground, creating a strange and turbid feeling.

The interweaving of blue, white, black and red is the mainstream color of terror.

[“It’s really going to get cold, host.”

"He just likes to show off. It would be great if his teammates were here at this time."

"What good is that? This group of demons are dancing wildly, no one can help them."

"But I feel that the anchor is not someone who takes risks without confidence. He must have a way to fight back."】

Zhu Ci looked up at the dome with a blank look in his eyes.

There was actually a spherical pointed top, and the strange pattern seemed to slowly enlarge before his eyes. His head seemed to be facing the bloody mouth of a monster and would soon be swallowed up.

Just as Zhuci had imagined, as time passed and night fell, the power of the ghost baby gradually grew stronger and the demon became hungrier.

"Why aren't you afraid? Why!"

The ghost baby's ferocious face flashed before Zhu Ci's eyes.

Zhu Ci closed his eyes and said weakly, "I'm afraid. You're too ugly."

There were many purple handprints and bloodstains on his body, and his exhausted spirit made him want to sink into despair.

When the lines under his body are completely filled with blood, the ritual will be complete. At that time, even death will be a luxury. The soul cannot be preserved and the body will disappear.

Is it about to end?

The crying of the ghost baby was more tormenting than Black Friday. Zhu Ci silently chanted an exorcism spell.

The ghost baby suddenly jumped onto him and grabbed his neck with its hands.

Congratulations: "..."

"Sly nanny, huh, I won't give you this chance!"

Although the ghost baby was stupid, he was cunning. He knew that the exorcist had many tricks and might be able to interrupt the sacrificial formation, so he jumped down to stop the blessing.

"Really...?" Zhu Ci's hand broke free at some point, leaving bloody scratches on his wrist. He suddenly turned over and wanted to press the ghost baby onto the bloodstains on the ground.

Zhu Ci lowered his head, with some beads of sweat on his hair, hiding his gloomy expression. He supported himself on the floor with one hand and held the ghost tightly with the other. Seeing this, the other little ghosts came up angrily and pried his hands apart.

Can you beat him?

Mo Yangbing could do it, but Zhu Ci definitely couldn't. However, he didn't need to be able to do it himself.

Suddenly, the system notification sounded in my ears.

[Congratulations to players "Mo Yangbing, Wu Yi, Meng Yuanzhou, Zhang Haochu" for jointly opening the branch quest "Blessing". Please find the corresponding props within the specified time to complete the task. ]

Zhuci was not frightened by the sound, but he still didn't hold on and let go of his hand. He just needed to fight with the ghost baby. The reason why he encountered the ghost baby just now was because in the sacrificial magic circle, the souls would be materialized and become sacrifices. The ghost baby was too stupid and jumped in without knowing it.

You can hold on a little longer.

but……

"No!" The ghost baby screamed suddenly, turned his head and looked at the stone statue in panic.

Time seemed to stop at that moment. Andy didn't know when he opened the statue's belly and took out the embryo inside.

It was already past 11 o'clock. Time always passed so quickly in the dungeon, and 23:44 would soon arrive.

Zhu Ci raised his head and gasped for breath. The ghost baby on his body retreated like a tide and turned towards Andy.

But Andy has a contract with the ghost, so maybe he doesn't need to worry too much.

This was their agreement. Just for this moment, Zhu Ci stepped into the trap alone to divert the ghost baby's attention, while Andy was responsible for taking the fetus out of the stone statue.

Zhu Ci raised his hand, his wrists and fingers were trembling slightly, but he had to prop up his body. His right cheek was wet with tears and looked gorgeous. There was finally a hint of a relieved smile in his eyes.

If nothing goes wrong, we'll be able to get out soon.

You don't have to worry about being hunted down in this copy.

However, the blood-red words on the ground suddenly glowed, and a huge shadow fell from the sky.

…

"Why did you lie to me? You bad guy!"

Facing the ghost baby's angry roar, Andy was too lazy to even give it a glance. He quickly cut the umbilical cord, but suddenly, his expression changed.

Zhu Ci was pressed to the ground by the darkness and bit his lip.

Andy knew that Zhuci couldn't die now, so he had to use an advanced item that could drive away ghosts.

"In the past."

He said to the ghost babies in front of him.

Yes, demons not only eat players, but also ghosts. Zhang Haochu has seen it, and Andy has naturally seen it too, so as long as the ghosts are pushed into the formation, they can also be judged as sacrifices.

The ghost walked away under control, but Zhuci knew that the devil would most likely choose him first.

The letter said that his soul was special, and the game had been obsessed with making him sacrifice since the first copy. Now that the opportunity was so good, would the game give up?

A prop appeared in Zhu Ci's hand, which was the iron plate from the first copy.

He had seen the upgradeable symbol in the system space.

"Upgrade."

【System prompt: You cannot upgrade now. 】

Congratulations: "Why?"

[System prompt: The player's condition is detected to be unstable, please try again later. ]

Congratulations: "..."

…

However, these ghosts did make the shadow hesitate for a second, and Zhu Ci took advantage of the opportunity to escape.

This was a little unbearable for a normal person with a slight obsession with cleanliness. Zhu Ci planned to deal with it after he got out of trouble.

Suddenly, a clanging sound was heard in the noisy air.

Zhu Ci's pupils suddenly shrank.

That sword...

No, why is it coming out now?

Oh, that box is unlocked.

Damn it.

The sharp sword blade was aimed at Zhuci's heart, along with the phantom that was shrouding him and waiting to suck his soul, and so many evil spirits together, trying to make a skewer of him.

Zhu Ci raised his hand with difficulty, trying to grab it.

All I could see was the cold metallic light.

"roar……"

A monster's shrill cry echoed in the air.

The sword pierced through the devil's spirit body, and the next moment it became Zhuci's heart.

Andy rushed forward, his calmness gone when he suddenly realized that Zhuci's speech had something to do with their life and death.

But it seems that someone is faster than him.

The tip of the sword was fixed an inch in front of Zhu Ci, still trembling slightly. The veins on the boy's hands bulged as he grabbed the sword, and the knot of the bandage on it loosened.

Zhuci's brain, which had been working at high speed, suddenly went blank.

He had originally thought about sacrificing one hand to save his life, but...

He lay on the ground with a pale face, his empty pupils focused, revealing a handsome but dangerous face, perfect without any flaws. In this case, it looked more like a ghost than a human.

Half a day ago, Zhu Ci was in the basement, using this sword to pierce the opponent's heart and bound his body with dense wires. Now he was lying on the ground, without any room for struggle, and the opponent was holding the sword, pointing it coldly at his heart.

After a moment of sudden panic, Zhuci's expression turned self-deprecating.

His outstretched hand dropped weakly, as if he accepted his fate.

When the other party mentioned the sword, Zhu Ci closed his eyes.

Andy paused and stood there in a daze, not moving at all.

This is a very dangerous person.

The sword flashed and Chaos' screams were heard.

Zhu Ci pursed his lips and his eyelashes trembled slightly. Suddenly, he felt that his vision became much lighter. When he opened his eyes again, he was surprised to find that the devil had disappeared.

However, before he could react, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

Zhu Ci's cold gaze fell on the other party's hand twisting the two blood vessels on his chest, and a flash of shock flashed through him.

He can actually...

Zhu Ci looked behind him. Dense and transparent threads were pulling at his body, so tightly that it seemed as if they would break in the next second. Even his long hair was flying backwards because it was connected by some threads.

"Well……"

He half-knelt in front of Zhuci and picked him up, but pulled the string connecting to Zhuci's chest, his eyes staring at Zhuci's reaction.

When he met his eyes, Zhu Ci finally understood why the other party wanted to help him kill the devil.

These eyes were usually gentle and beautiful, but now they were filled with deep malice, interest, and greed, as if a precious captive had been snatched from someone else's hands, and he wanted to be played with to the fullest.

Not only could he feel the threads, he could pull them and do strange things.

Zhuci's pupils were trembling and his voice was shaking. It was unclear whether he was afraid or angry.

"Stop! You! I...let go!"

His hands were tied together with a thread that should have been untouchable, and his slender neck was not spared.

Now their bodies were all covered with such red lines, which looked messy and inseparable. Facing Zhu Si's call to stop without any killing power, the man instead showed an even more evil smile on his face, as if he was very satisfied with it.

You don't need to look at Zhu Ci's appearance to know that he must be extremely frantic. His body is covered in blood, and his left eye is misty with pain, not to mention his already pitiful right face. He looks like he has been bullied to the point of being unable to bear it. His hands are tied tightly and are trembling slightly.

The line that should have been untouchable left dark marks on his body, even making it hard for him to breathe.

Zhu Ci knew that he was taking revenge, but this revenge was too much.

But he was still shocked by the other party's revenge.

He was already in so much pain with just one string connected to his body, not to mention the other party who had so many strings connected to him, and it had even pierced his heart before.

Why...

Why did she chase him out of the basement despite the pain? Was she afraid that he would die and die with him?

"Let go... uh, wait, what are you doing?"

The voice of Zhu's speech was no longer as calm as before, and it was trembling, but because he had no strength, it seemed as if he was acting coquettishly.

The other person stretched out his other hand and gently stroked his head as if to comfort him, but the other hand pulled the string more viciously and even dragged him up.

Zhu Ci gritted his teeth and said, "That's enough, you!"

He had been able to briefly manipulate these lines before, and he didn't believe that he couldn't do it now.

He suddenly chanted a spell and turned over to escape from this dangerous situation, but the end result was that he was pressed to the ground in a different position.

The man squatted down maliciously, turned Zhuci's head, admired his pitiful appearance of being bullied, and smiled with satisfaction.

Simple lines were interwoven into a net, trying to trap the monster inside. Zhu Ci also wanted to get involved, but now he had no way to retreat. He could not die, but he could not escape either.

Zhuci raised his head. The other party seemed to want to drag him back to the nest...

basement……

Zhu Ci couldn't stand it anymore and his face turned red with shame. He tried hard to pull away these invisible threads, but because of the pulling of a thread, his whole body was affected. Not only did his heart ache, but he also couldn't breathe.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the ground, moving his lips, and the words that came out sounded a bit like gnashing his teeth.

"Why don't you just watch and help?"

Andy: "..." He had already fallen into a petrified state, feeling that he shouldn't be here. But Zhuci couldn't be taken away now, so he picked up his weapon and stepped forward to help.

The long-haired man raised his head when he approached and gave him a glance that was so cold that it made people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Andy swung the stick at him, but the man raised his hands to grab it, and stood up condescendingly. His hands were clearly those of an artist, but he easily stopped his attack.

Fortunately, Andy was quite skilled and realized that he couldn't use brute force, so he let go of his weapon, turned around, took out a knife, and slashed at his abdomen.

…

Zhu Ci finally had a chance to catch his breath, and he quickly got up, but because his steps were weak from the melee just now, he stumbled a few steps. What was worse was that the evil ghosts suddenly regained their movement, and the ghost babies pounced on him.

Congratulations: "..."

He couldn't even use his hands to keep his balance, so he turned around to look for the sword, but he saw the other person with a sullen face, still holding the sword in his hand, only half a meter away from him.

With a strong sense of shock in his heart, Zhu Ci pursed his lips as he looked at Andy who was knocked down. What use is there for you?

Suddenly, in Zhuci's sight, the threads pulling them were intertwined and moving rapidly. He understood something and found that every blood vessel in this guy's body was tense and pulling his body.

Is the price of being able to touch these lines that you too are being manipulated?

Zhu Ci narrowed his eyes slightly. He had never liked these children so much.

Because he was used to replace his teammate who was trapped in the formation in the basement and had his strength absorbed, the strength of this person who looked very much like Shen Wu would definitely be weakened by the copy.

Zhu Ci had no intention of showing mercy to women. If this one died in the copy, it would be dead. There would be others outside anyway.

These ghost babies are connected to a lot of wires, and when they move, they will definitely pull the wires on the person's body and cause pain. But it is not the same for him, as he cannot touch these wires directly.

As expected, the opponent showed a flaw, the hand holding the sword slowly loosened its grip, and the movement stopped.

Zhu Ci did not retreat but advanced, his face still wet with tears but his expression full of provocation. Their eyes met in mid-air, they did not look like enemies, lovers, friends, or rivals.

Andy covered his stomach and watched this scene: "..." He finally understood why his live broadcast room was also shut down.

It would be fine if Zhu Ci was chased and bitten by a monster, it would be bloody and violent at most, but this...if he hadn't witnessed the whole process, he would probably have misunderstood it.

Andy got up and said, "I'll deal with the ghost, you handle it yourself." He turned his head away.

Zhu Speech: "..." It would be fine if he died here today, but if he didn't die, he would have no face to live on.

Suddenly, the system's voice came to my ears again ["Side quest progress 3/4."]

Suddenly, I felt full of strength.

I think this side quest is a reward for the nanny.

Seeing that he couldn't move because of so many threads pulling on his body, Zhu Ci's alertness and surprise disappeared, and calmness returned to his face.

"You finally fell into my hands."

The only responses he got were the man's condescending gaze and the sound of dripping blood coming from somewhere.

People who are overwhelmed by pain make such irrational actions. I don’t know if it is because the violent gene in human nature is triggered. Like a beast, the only thing left in their minds is the impulse of revenge.

Zhu Ci stretched out his hand expressionlessly, grabbed his throat, snatched the sword from his hand, raised his head and whispered: "Aren't you going to give a speech of failure?"

"Heh..." A low laugh came to my ear, and the other party suddenly lowered his head, and his long hair gently brushed my earlobe.

He suddenly grabbed Zhuci's hands.

Zhu Ci's pupils shrank. He could actually still move?

But the next second, my lips felt painful.

There were footsteps outside. Zhu Ci came to his senses and pushed him away, chanting a spell to let the silk thread bind him again.

Zhu Ci frowned and touched his lips with his hand. He was shocked and angry, but his face was too gorgeous, as if he was angry and ashamed after being bullied.

He suddenly heard the other person's chuckle. Zhu Ci looked up and met the nonchalant look that often appeared on that person's face.

It was as if the other person had just been joking with him and was still asking, "Why are you so stingy?" and now he's angry.

This personality is so similar to Shen Wu. Except that he always wants to kill him, he thinks they are the same person.

Zhu Ci's face was pale but cold.

He looked at the other person deeply, then turned and ran towards the statue.

"Congratulations!"

I heard my teammates calling me from behind.

Zhu Ci had already jumped onto the stone statue, aimed the chariot at the statue's belly, and inserted it into the statue's hand.

The entire dark and cold space underwent strange changes.

Like the vibration and overlap of time and space.

In front of the stone statue on the other side, Li Xiaoyan held up the fetus in her hand, stuffed the child into the belly of the stone statue, and connected the umbilical cord. Next to her, a little boy was sleeping peacefully at the feet of the stone statue.

23:44

Catch up!

Time and space overlapped again at this moment. The tranquility and peace on the other side, the calmness and kindness on Li Xiaoyan's face, formed a sharp contrast with the scene here where Andy was holding the ghost fetus and thousands of ghosts were wailing.

The sword that Zhuci placed in it became a tool to balance the two.

Meng Yuanzhou looked at Li Xiaoyan, and Li Xiaoyan looked at them.

The statue's face became kind again.

Although it is not known whether Li Xiaoyan heard what Meng Yuanzhou said, even if she didn't, she would make the right choice. Just as they opened the branch line and successfully bought time for the speech, everyone is crucial.

"Kill him." Zhu Ci looked at the ghost baby.

The ghost baby's power has been weakened now, and it seems to be surrounded. There is no line connecting the opponent to the detonation point of this copy, so it won't make any difference if he is killed.

This is the final critical moment of this copy.

Without saying anything, Andy took out a knife and stabbed it into the ghost baby's body.

“Aaaaaaah!”

A scream rang out and the ghost baby angrily bit Andy's hand.

"I want to curse... curse..."

Before he could finish, Andy cut his neck.

The ghost baby is dead.

Zhuci's gaze fell on the man trapped on the wall. When he was quiet, he looked very attractive with his long hair, like a suffering god. Countless green and red lines crisscrossed on his body, as if they were shackles set to make him fall.

But... Zhu Ci knew that once this guy was freed from his shackles, he would become a complete lunatic.