Who is the devil?
A window appeared on the wall of the second-floor tower right on time, revealing the same fierce-looking face of the Divine Beast King.
In this game, angels and demons clash.
— Participants sit in a circle. The person who draws the Death card becomes the Demon. Each round, the Demon can randomly kill one person. The person who is hit on the left shoulder by the Demon becomes the new Demon if they can guess the identity of the Demon behind them; otherwise, they die.
The person who draws the Divine Messenger card has one chance to verify the Demon each round, but revealing their identity will attract the Demon's attention, and the Divine Messenger will die after being patted on the shoulder twice.
Mortals possess the power of judgment and can judge anyone; if half of the mortals vote, the person being judged dies.
The demon's identity is revealed, everyone except the demon wins, and the demon is punished.
If more than half of the gods or mortals die, the devil wins, and everyone except the devil will be punished.
After hearing the game rules, everyone was confused. It seemed like another one-to-many game.
This rule is very disadvantageous to demons.
I feel it's safer to be a divine messenger or a mortal.
After drawing their cards, and following the instructions of the Divine Beast King, everyone confirmed their identities and then closed their eyes.
Someone stood up, and slow footsteps echoed behind the crowd.
Suddenly, a hand patted Number Thirteen's left shoulder, and Number Thirteen felt a chill run down his spine.
Number 13 died, the first round ended, and everyone opened their eyes.
Has anyone died?
Number 13 raised his hand dejectedly: "I'm dead. I thought it was Number 11. I guessed wrong."
"Does the divine messenger want to reveal his identity?" Zhu Qinghe asked.
No one responded; it seems they're not planning to expose it.
Zhu Qinghe nodded: "Indeed, if we tell them, the devil will definitely come knocking."
"Then we won't be able to verify the person?" Mu Chengwen frowned.
"That's not necessarily true. The divine messenger can verify secretly on his own. If he is wrong, he doesn't need to say anything. If he is right, he can directly reveal his identity and kill the demon."
“Then we’ll know nothing at all,” Liang Youan sighed.
"Whether you know or not doesn't matter. The demon is just one person, and even though she's outnumbered, she has absolute freedom. It's unlikely that you can capture her without making any sacrifices."
In the second round, everyone closed their eyes again.
This time, the hand rested on Liang Youan's shoulder.
"Why is this round so quiet? Has anyone died?"
Liang Youan raised his hand.
Mu Chengwen clicked his tongue: "So tragic."
Liang Youan said in a sneer, "This devil is quite cunning; you might be next."
Mu Chengwen didn't care at all: "Let her come, I'm not afraid."
In the third round, when I opened my eyes again, Number Thirteen and Number Seven had disappeared.
"What's going on?" Mu Chengwen looked around. "Is this also part of the game?"
Number 10 was somewhat alarmed: "Prajna is right next to me, but I haven't heard a sound at all. This is terrifying."
In this round, they didn't sit according to their numbers; they sat randomly. So, number seven, Du Banruo, was indeed to the left of number ten.
Zhu Qinghe pressed her fist against the tip of her nose: "It seems that those chosen by the demons will disappear, and perhaps finding them is another condition for mortals to win."
"If those chosen by the demons disappear, then that means you, Number Nine...?" Number Ten looked at Liang Youan with suspicion in his eyes.
In the previous round, Liang Youan said she was dead, but she did not disappear in this round.
"You're a demon!" Number Six immediately concluded. "Where's the messenger? Quickly test Number Nine; there's definitely something wrong with her."
Liang Youan waved his hand: "No, I'm not a demon. I was indeed patted on the shoulder by a demon in the second round. It's possible that the demon only took away the people killed in the first round and the people killed in the third round, and forgot about me."
The person killed in the first round was number 13, the person killed in the second round was number 9, so the person killed in the third round will be number 7.
"You killed three people and took two with you, but you were the only one left alive. Do you think we'd believe what you're saying?" Number Six pressed aggressively.
Liang Youan blushed and looked at Zhu Qinghe for help: "Qinghe... I'm really not a demon."
Zhu Qinghe patted her shoulder reassuringly: "Everyone, let's calm down first. Maybe this is just a trick by the devil."
"Whether it is or not, we'll know once the divine messenger examines it."
Mu Chengwen: "How do you know the divine messenger didn't verify it? Since the divine messenger hasn't spoken yet, it means that Number Nine is fine."
Number Six sneered: "You're all in cahoots, so naturally you'll speak up for her. I don't care. I'm going to initiate a trial against Number Nine as a mortal."
Mu Chengwen was furious: "You've mastered the rules, have you? You're addicted to judging people, aren't you?"
Number Six was the first to raise his hand: "The facts are so obvious, the smart ones will vote with me and get out of this hellhole as soon as possible."
Mu Chengwen: "Now there are eight people, at least three of them need to vote with you. Do you have enough people?"
They were babbling on and on, acting like they were so great.
So what if her family is rich? Right now, she hates Number Six the most. Compared to her, Chen Fuying is much more pleasing to the eye.
She quickly dismissed the idea.
She glared at Chen Fuying, who was slowly raising her hand, and said, "Are you sick in the head? Have you forgotten that we were on the same team before?"
Chen Fuying: "That was before. Now, Number Nine is indeed the most suspicious. You should stop acting on your emotions and use your brain more, okay?"
Number Six looked around smugly. Number Two and Number One raised their hands, and then she turned her gaze to Number Ten.
"Number 10, you're not with them, there's no need for you to protect Number 9. Besides, don't you want to get out of here sooner?"
Number 10 hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised his hand.
Four people voted, and Liang Youan lowered her head in frustration.
Zhu Qinghe squeezed her hand: "Don't worry, we will come to save you."
Liang Youan paused, then said, "Okay."
When he opened his eyes again, there were only seven people left on the field.
"It seems that this round of demons did not kill anyone, or their identities were recognized."
"If we let the demons keep killing, we're going to lose." Mu Chengwen covered his forehead.
"What on earth is the divine messenger doing? This is the fourth round; they should have verified the identities of at least four people by now. Could it be that none of them are correct?"
"Number Six, you're not a demon, are you?" Mu Chengwen suddenly realized. "That's why you incited us to vote to kill Number Nine. Who but a demon would want more people to die?"
"You're talking nonsense! You're just trying to smear me because you're angry that I voted for number nine!"
Seeing that the two were about to start arguing again, Chen Fuying coldly said, "Stop arguing. If we keep going like this, we're going to lose."
Number Six was pulled by Number Two's arm, and he asked in a low voice, "Number Eleven, aren't you supposed to be smart? Why aren't you saying anything?"
"I'm waiting for you two to finish arguing," Zhu Qinghe said. "Then we can discuss how to rescue those three people?"
A series of progressively higher steps lay before her, and Bai Qiuru took the lead in climbing them.
Mu Chengwen was still a little unsure and asked, "Qinghe, are you sure this is really okay? What if we all break the rules if we go up to the third floor?"
Zhu Qinghe: "Did anyone disappear on the first floor?"
Mu Chengwen shook his head.
"Then why is it on the second floor?"
Mu Chengwen mumbled repeatedly, "Why?"
"Of course, it's because we can move around freely starting from the second floor, instead of being stuck on a certain floor. Otherwise, the three of them wouldn't have disappeared."
“Since they can move, we can definitely move too,” Number Ten said, stepping over to explain.
Mu Chengwen nodded in realization: "I see. Then let's hurry and save them."
Zhu Qinghe: "Don't worry, I gave You'an something before, I believe we will find her soon."
Everyone turned around in surprise, their eyes filled with admiration. The big boss was indeed a big boss; he had planned this all along!
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