Shi Jinzhe stood at the rear, continuously transmitting purifying power to Shehe to prevent her from being contaminated by the black mist.
The two-word defense card can prevent the golden thread from absorbing life force, but Shen Shu actively replicates the formation, so he has to give this life force whether he wants to or not.
To bestow life, one must first have something to give; if one lacks this, one will naturally suffer a backlash.
However, it is unclear whether it is due to the black mist, but Shen Shu was corroded very slowly. An ordinary person would have melted into a puddle long ago if treated like this, but he only showed a slight pain on his face.
After a moment of contemplation, Shi Jinzhe changed the golden array pattern, activating a comprehensive purification and rapidly absorbing Shen Shu's life force.
The formation, radiating golden light, was used to deal with only a wisp of black smoke; it seemed like a waste of its potential.
Jiang Ling watched with regret, but Shehe and Shi Jinzhe ignored it all, focusing on doing their best and avoiding any negligence.
Especially since this black mist has a connection with them, they cannot afford to be careless.
Once the black mist was completely purified, Shen Shu was left with only one breath left and could no longer expel any more black mist. Shehe pressed down on his chin and threw him to the ground.
"How did you lose the last game, and how did this black mist get into your body?"
"Lose?" Shen Shu, with his skeletal eyes bulging out, chuckled foolishly: "I didn't lose, I'm the final winner."
"Then why were you left in the instance?"
"Of course it's because I can't leave; the black mist has trapped me."
Shen Shuxiao's smile was chilling, his eyes darting back and forth between Shehe and Jiang Yinxue.
A ghost and a snake woman were actually just two props.
If he sacrifices them, he will definitely be able to summon something even more powerful to help him clear the level.
Especially this snake woman, a special creature capable of changing forms, must come from a world with "miracles" left behind, and she must possess even more abundant energy.
Seeing Shen Shu's undisguised greed for Shehe, Shi Jinzhe felt extreme disgust.
He controlled Shen Shu's life force, rapidly reclaiming it one second and suddenly surging it the next.
He's like a psychopath, even when he's being beaten, he'll stick to Shekh's fist. If he likes being tortured so much, why doesn't he just die?
The fluctuating vitality of life wears down the spirit, and Shen Shu repeatedly tumbles between life and death, experiencing the painful contrast between heaven and hell several times.
After venting his frustrations, Jin Zhe continued, "As the winners, why couldn't you leave? What happened during your run?"
Shen Shu shook his head in a daze, finally looking Shi Jinzhe in the eye: "...After the twelve crystals were collected, the thirteenth one was needed. But all the players fought each other to compete for the twelve survival spots. In the end, there was no one left."
He rolled over, from lying on his stomach to lying down: "Twelve zones, more than a hundred players, and in the end only four people are left. You think you can finally beat the game, but the game tells you that you still have to find the thirteenth one."
"Only you and three others survived. What about the others? Did you kill them all?"
“That’s right.” Shen Shu raised his hand, making a circle in the air with his arm as if making a gesture of praise, looking like an exaggerated clown.
“Everyone here is a high-level player, and they all want that black crystal, so I took care of them all.”
This unexpected move by the game temporarily halted the infighting among the remaining players, but suspicion and defensiveness arose as they distrusted each other.
Since we're already on guard day and night, we might as well wipe them all out.
Shi Jinzhe: "How many monsters did you kill? Did you hear any special hints, like hidden clues?"
"No." Shen Shu became much more honest and answered every question: "I haven't heard of any hidden clues, but there are many, many strange things, otherwise I wouldn't have lasted for ten years."
Actually, after I was left all alone, I thought about taking the black crystal, but when I first encountered it, I found that something had entered my body, which was the black mist you asked about.
The feeling was awful, filled with despair. Living alone in this awful place, I couldn't let despair consume me, otherwise I'd lose all will to live. So I never touched that black crystal again.
"Then what's wrong with your eyes?" Sheh scrutinized Shen Shu. "Your eyes are clearly damaged, yet you can still see."
Hearing her question about his eyes, Shen Shu's expression finally returned to normal.
"...The person using these eyes is not me."
Explain it more clearly.
Shen Shu abandoned her exaggerated physical performance and remained silent.
These sacrificed eyes cannot be repaired even after leaving the instance.
Each of his sacrifices is equivalent to voluntarily leaving what he gave in the instance world, to those who traded with him.
He was incredibly excited when he drew this two-word skill card in the beginner dungeon, but he was also incredibly frustrated when he tried to use it later.
But looking at his current situation, it turns out that this card is the only thing that can save him.
Shen Shu's gaze deepened as he scrutinized Shekh with his greyish-white eyes.
No one would suspect a few more incomprehensible actions from a crazy lunatic. He had just said so much, stalling for time perfectly, and the sacrificial gesture had already been made.
On the protruding eyeballs, the round pupils narrowed, as if the entire pupil had been raised vertically.
Shekh keenly noticed his change.
A completely different aura appeared on Shen Shu's face. Realizing something, Shekh transformed in an instant, raising its tail and slamming it down.
The moment it crashed down, the block city suddenly began to collapse a second time.
Shen Shu's body, which was locked by the formation, was forcibly severed from its connection by an external force, and he disappeared completely.
Staring at the empty ground beneath his feet, Shekh flicked his tail: "Something's attached to him, he's gone."
Jiang Ling, who was already dodging the building blocks, replied, "It's probably a summoning card like mine. Only this type of card can take him away without him noticing."
"Are there any restrictions on this type of card?" Shi Jinzhe grabbed Shehe and boarded the flying device [Paper Airplane].
Having learned from their first experience with the collapse, the group was much more composed this time, dodging and picking up items while chatting away.
"This is the category with the highest probability of backlash skills. If you use it well, you become its master; if you use it poorly, it becomes your ancestor. I estimate that Shen Shu is the latter, and those gray-white eyes are the price he paid."
"Most likely, yes." Jiang Yinxue, being the most qualified to speak as a humanoid prop, said, "Shen Shu's summons are probably different each time. He wants me because he thinks he can control me, which proves that he has had obedient props before. But he doesn't use this skill, probably because he can't control what he summons."
Jiang Yu: "The fact that he can't control himself means that he's summoning high-level bosses. Not just anyone can be a humanoid prop; even the weakest one has to be a boss from a small dungeon."
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