Endless Debt.

Chapter 607 In the story [Thank you, thank you, the leader of the hammer, for adding more]

Hunting evil, exterminating the night journey.

The illusory and mixed information was connected in series at this moment. Burrog's eyes scanned the faces of each player in turn. The joyful garden captured them purposefully, and it brought all the people who had previously participated in the board game onto the train , and continue the game here.

Board games, yes, damn board games, Borrog thought no one would use such a ridiculous way to filter the list, but when he thought that the devil made it all, he didn't think it was strange.

Under the pouring of fresh blood, a delicate and vivid sand table map emerged, and Bologo could clearly see the breeze blowing over the terrain, driving the slender weeds like hair, and the scarlet blood began to become transparent, turning into endless waves , repeatedly invaded the coast, the sand and stone rolled, fell out of the chessboard, and turned into fine dust.

This is no longer a model, but more like a miniature seal of a real terrain on the round table.

The white gull opened his mouth, and a bloody, skinless arm stretched out from his throat. The palm was spread out, holding a small locomotive in it, and then the bloody hand extending from under the severed skull grabbed it. The train model, placed it on the starting station of the chessboard.

It was just a model, but the lights in front of the locomotive lit up, billowing thick smoke rose with sparks, and the humming of the engine came from the small size.

The bloody arm retracted into the white gull's throat, and then he coughed violently, as if his throat was leading to another space, he spat out one piece of blood-stained chess piece after another, and at the same time gathered Stacks of cards were condensed from his blood, and he placed them on the side of the chessboard.

The slender arms formed by blood condensed increased, and the white gull was like a nailed spider, and the slender blood limbs distributed the chess pieces.

The chess piece is placed in front of Bologo. It is different from the gray model chess piece he used to play before. Now this chess piece has been carefully painted, and its appearance is extremely vivid. There was blood oozing from below, and then they condensed into an identity card.

Fast wolf hunter, this is exactly the identity that Burlogo used before.

Others also received chess pieces, and their identities were exactly those they played in the previous game. As for Palmer, what he received was a crafty cat hunter. In the game settings, this is a character who uses Guns and daggers, an assassin-type hunter who is good at assassinating high-value targets.

White Gull seems to see through Palmer's heart, which is Palmer's most frequently played role.

The preliminary preparations for the game were over, and White Gull picked up the mask with white background and black branches and put it on his face. At this moment, he replaced Palmer and became the host of the game.

The slender and twisted arms stretched out towards Borrog, and he spread his palms, revealing a pitch-black twelve-sided dice, engraved with floodlight numbers, carrying some kind of strange power.

The white gull fell silent and remained motionless, as if waiting for Bologo to take the dice... Bologo didn't pick up the dice. He knew that once he picked up the dice, it would represent the beginning of the game.

Burlog didn't know what to expect when the game started, and he needed to be prepared before then.

In the silence, Canary said, "He's not a white gull...at least not now."

Canary is familiar with the crazy guy Bai Gull, but now Bai Gull has completely lost his will, and is more like a carrier, a tool, to serve as part of the game.

The others nodded in affirmation of Canary's thoughts. This kind of thing was obvious, and Burlogo looked away from the white gull and looked at the guy sitting opposite him.

"Irwin...can you explain, what's going on here?"

Burrog's words made many people confused about the situation. Irving was just an ordinary person, no matter before or after getting in the car. He should be the least threatening one, but from Burrog's tone Look, Irwin is the culprit of everything.

"I'm sorry to involve you in this."

Irving apologized sincerely, and from the moment he was awakened by the knock on the door and saw Cinderella in the hallway, Irwin realized that he had involved innocent people in horrific events.

Irwin apologized again, "I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize. The incident has already happened. What we have to do is to make up for it and do better."

This is what Burlogo once said to Amy, to comfort the immature child.Bologo didn't have time to question Irwin, he now wants to take everyone out of this ghost place.

"What do you know?" Bologo caught the clue and continued, "Is your pursuit of extraordinary knowledge just for this?"

Bologo suddenly understood. From Canary's mouth, it was not easy to get a ticket to the Paradise, but Irving had one on him, and judging from his attitude, it was him who entered the Paradise. the goal of.

Irwin was silent, as if hesitating, but also as if he was organizing his thoughts to explain his ups and downs to Burrog.

"what are you guys saying?"

Others were puzzled, and Canary didn't understand even more. She thought she had dragged other people into the happy garden, but she didn't realize that it was just a coincidence.

Cinderella sat next to Irving. Like Borrog and others, she was also led by the waiter and saw those weird and crazy scenes. She was deeply aware of the horror here.

The girl became quiet for a rare moment, her eyes fell on Irving, and she thought about her experience with Irving, those wonderful adventures, and Irving's self-report.

"eternal life."

Cinderella said, "You came here to find eternal life."

Irwin looked at the girl in surprise, he didn't deny it, but nodded, "That's right, I'm here to find eternal life."

Irving kept that dirty little secret.

"I originally planned to come alone, but I didn't expect to experience so much on the road, let alone bring you with me."

Irving felt guilty for other people, and it was an absolutely real emotion.

Irving has always longed to be a noble person, but now he has brought others into danger, which makes Irving painful.

"Is it just eternal life?"

Irwin's answer disappointed Bologo to the extreme, but also, Irwin's wish can only be like this. He has a huge wealth and a highly appreciated reputation, and now there are only endless things that can impress him. life.

The others also roughly understood the cause of the incident. Relying on their professionalism, everyone was calm. Rather than complaining to each other, the most important thing now is to find a way to leave alive.

The one with the biggest impact was Palmer, who was a real fan of Irving. Irving fell from the altar of worship. After his glory faded, he was just a mortal who was obsessed with immortality.

"Do you know?" Palmer said, "I know an undead, he is also your reader, and he has the ability to turn other people into undead like him."

"He once said that he wanted to turn you into an undead, and we thought you would refuse, so we argued for a while."

Irwin apologized again, "Sorry to disappoint everyone."

Palmer shook his head, "It's nothing, I just suddenly realized that we are all mortal... mortals with emotions and desires."

After the exchange, Burrog's gaze returned to the dice in the blood.

"It seems that no matter what, we have to play a game first."

Burrogo muttered to himself, and reached out to take the dice.

The moment the dice were handed over, everything changed dramatically.

The darkness climbed up Bologo's body, covering and restraining him layer by layer. The strange feeling was fleeting, and Bologo found that his standard black and white uniform disappeared and was replaced by a dark overcoat.

Under the placket is a chain mail close to the body, a dagger is stuck in the waist, and a heavy sword bag is hung behind the back, in which are inserted one after another silver-plated long swords without guards.

At this moment, Bologo's appearance is exactly the same as the chess piece he played, and so are the others, who have changed into the appearance of the corresponding chess pieces, and then the light suddenly dimmed.

Bologo was stunned, and the hand holding the dice threw it uncontrollably at this moment. The dice hit the chessboard, and a value jumped out, and the others rolled the dice one by one. value.

Vaguely, Bologo heard the whistle sound from the outside world, and at the same time, the same whistle sound sounded on the chessboard in front of him. The two voices overlapped and became high-pitched and sharp.

The Dawn on the chessboard started to move forward at a constant speed, reaching the predetermined position, and then the bloody arm picked up the pile of cards, and the players drew cards one by one.

Burrog heard a lot of relieved voices. It seems that everyone has drawn a benign event. Now only Burrog has no flop. Under the gaze of others, Burrog reveals the event card he has drawn.

The ferocious and deformed face filled the frame of the card. What it presented was not a flat effect, but a more three-dimensional one, as if it wanted to tear the two-dimensional boundary... It did it!
The terrifying face let out a piercing howl, half of the head squeezed out of the frame abruptly, and the fangs bit on Bologo's hand, tearing out wounds one after another.

Burrog threw the card away, and it landed on the chessboard, still biting and screaming.

Bai Gu picked up the event card, his tone was deep and old, like an old man telling a story.

"You have been attacked by monsters."

Ferocious monsters appeared out of thin air on the chessboard, and rushed towards the moving Dawn. Outside the chessboard, the wide space in the room was squeezed rapidly, and bursts of metal explosions sounded. The walls on both sides of the court room cracked, revealing a door. Through the open car window, the dark wilderness came into view.

Horrific and pale arms covered the windows of the car, countless monsters squeezed each other, grinding their teeth and sucking blood, evil howls came from all directions, deafening, dense footsteps came from above the head, through the monsters Looking at the wilderness in the distance, under the bright moonlight, more bloodthirsty figures followed the train like a pack of wolves.

Burrog's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and then he played the role, stood up suddenly and drew out the sharp sword, raised his hand and chopped off the head of a monster, splashing a large amount of blood.

Following Burrog's sword, the others also reacted. Hart swung his hammer to meet the devil on the other side. Palmer and Canary drew out their short knives and cut off the minions that came in with precision.

Even if they lost their extraordinary powers and acted as hunters in the story, the awareness of fighting still existed in their hearts.

Irving sat in his original position, and he still played the role of the previous poet, but this time there was an extra heavy book in his hand.Watching the battle of the hunters, Irving began to write a line of text.

They are not only players above the game, but also characters under the story. The boundaries between reality and reality are completely confused, leaving only the carnival train going straight forward, running through the night.

　Chapter 223 is blocked and is under application...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)