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Chapter 455: Real Werewolf
"Am I wrong?" Yuni said to herself, slowing down her pace while thinking, and looking at Helot's back.

He was wearing a grey cloak with the hood covering his face, exuding a mysterious aura. Moreover, after the dungeon was reset, he did not show any panic due to the greatly increased difficulty. His calmness could be felt even without seeing his expression.

This state is either ignorance or confidence in one's own abilities.

Since the game world has increasingly influenced reality, there are indeed some players who have gained strong power through their own talents even without going through the dungeon. He can easily kill those ghosts outside, which seems to prove that he is that kind of person.

But no matter whether her guess was right or not, Yuni decided to follow closely this temporary teammate named Helot.

The sudden chill made Yuni shiver, and her back felt chilled to the bone, with whispers echoing in her ears.

"You are all weak and puny, and you will die. But if you are willing to follow my orders, I can let you leave here alive." Yuni felt a hand on her shoulder, and the coldness was instantly dispelled, and then a comfortable warmth spread throughout her body. The voice sounded again: "If you agree to this deal, find a chance to leave them, and I will find you.

Remember, your power cannot resist me, and that holy wizard cannot protect you. Using their lives to exchange for yours is your only choice."

The creepy tension receded.

Yuni turned her head and looked back, and the corridor behind her became dark.

Then Yuni, who was walking forward, bumped into someone's back.

"I'm sorry..." Yuni immediately apologized when she saw that it was Helot who she bumped into: "I was distracted!"

"It's irresponsible to be distracted at this time." Helot reminded Yuni and looked back. The nightmare was following in the darkness behind him, thinking that no one could see him. Helot let Yuni walk in front of him, he knew that the girl was being watched.

At this time, rapid gunfire was heard from the front.

A dozen zombies suddenly rushed out from the classroom next door.

Anderson, who was walking in front of the team, reacted very quickly. He raised his gun and fired at the nearest zombie, emptying a magazine of bullets. Facing other zombies, he threw the empty gun on the ground without having time to reload, grabbed a baseball bat and smashed a zombie's head with it.

There is a blue arc of light on the baseball bat, which should be the game skill Anderson obtained after awakening.

Although the others reacted a little slowly, they all fired in time.

It seems that the proliferation of guns in North America is not without benefits. These high school students are very skilled in using guns.

After dealing with a wave of zombies, the high school students replaced their magazines and continued to move forward carefully under the leadership of Anderson. They eliminated three more waves of attacking zombies on the way and finally reached the music room on the second floor.

Several people quickly rushed into the room, immediately closed the door, and moved a piano to block it behind the door.

Feeling unsafe, they piled some tables and chairs on top of the piano.

When they had done everything they could think of, several people brought chairs and sat together, with the ammunition boxes and the supplies they had prepared in the middle.

"Should we light a bonfire?" Yuni hugged her shoulders and curled up involuntarily. After the warmth in her body faded, she felt even colder, and her teeth chattered as she spoke.

A boy took off his jacket and handed it to Yuni: "Put on my clothes first, the fire will attract the evil spirits."

"Thank you..." Yuni quickly put on her jacket: "Are we going to die here?"

A question caused a long silence in the room.

Clyde kept holding the pistol, and his nervousness made him look a little neurotic: "Just now a voice said in my ear that one of us has become a slave of the evil spirit, and this traitor will help the evil spirit to kill us all!"

After saying that, Clyde looked at everyone fiercely, as if he would raise his gun and shoot at any time.

Anderson, the captain, immediately said, "This is the evil spirit dividing us, trying to make us doubt each other, or even kill each other. I summoned all of you here, and I trust every one of you."

"What about him?" Clyde turned his gun towards Helot.

Helot raised his hand faster and shot out a beam of light, knocking his gun off course: "Next time you point a gun at me, I will kill you."

Anderson angrily rebuked Clyde: "He is a holy wizard and will not be enslaved by evil spirits."

Clyde said excitedly: "Low-level evil spirits cannot enslave him, but will evil spirits that are much stronger than him enslave him? We don't understand this sudden copy, let alone what abilities the new evil spirit has.

Do you know who he is? Can you guarantee that he won't make any deal with evil spirits! "

Although most high school students didn't like Clyde, they had to admit at this moment that what he said made sense.

They didn't know this stranger who suddenly appeared, and they hadn't even seen his face yet. If this stranger had made a deal with the evil spirit, he would have no psychological burden to harm people.

Anderson knew that everyone was very nervous facing this almost certain death. Although a holy mage was very rare, sometimes you had to make a choice.

"Hey, man..." Anderson said to Helot, "We'll give you a chance to defend yourself. If you can't make us trust you, we'll have to let you go."

This scene made Helot laugh. "Playing Werewolf in such an environment is really atmospheric! I should be the only holy wizard here, able to resist the erosion of negative energy for you. Do you really want to expel me?"

Helot's rhetorical question made the high school students confused.

They didn't trust Helot, but they did need the holy wizard.

Helot sat there and watched these people perform.

He could have stood up, patted his butt and walked away, then went to talk to that nightmare about his "ideal". But he really liked the current game, and the real version of Werewolf would really kill people.

Yuni, whose body was a little warmer, said, "You all forgot! When we were hypnotized by the evil spirit, who woke you up! We need the holy wizard more than ever. If there is any hope that we can leave alive, it must be Helot.

If we drive him away, the evil spirit can easily kill us all!
Clyde, why are you the only one who heard the whispers of the evil spirit? Are you the one who is enslaved by the evil spirit? You drove away the Holy Mage so that the evil spirit could hypnotize us! "

"Eunice, what are you talking about!"

Clyde was about to raise his gun again, but Anderson held it down with his hand.

"Enough! Shut up now!" Anderson took a deep breath to calm himself down: "The way we are now is what the evil spirit wants to see. Suspicion and internal friction will accelerate our collapse!

We need unity to get out of this alive..."

However, Clyde's girlfriend said at this time: "Clyde didn't just say that it was an evil spirit whispering in his ear. Yuni, why did you say that voice was an evil spirit?"

Anderson's efforts to maintain unity were once again in vain.

Everyone looked at Yuni, waiting for her explanation.

Clyde excitedly added fuel to the fire: "Yes, yes, I didn't say that voice was an evil spirit. And...she lit a bonfire when she came in, wasn't it to attract those undead monsters?"

Yuni anxiously defended herself: "What else could that voice be but an evil spirit? Anderson, don't you believe me?"

Anderson said helplessly: "I believe in you, but you have to make them believe in you too."

Clyde's face was full of the pleasure of revenge: "Yes, Yuni. You falsely accused me of being enslaved by the evil spirit. Is it because you are the real enslaved evil spirit? Although we are also cold, we are not as cold as you!" "I, I..." Yuni had to say: "I admit that I heard the whisper of the evil spirit. It asked me to listen to its instructions, but I did not agree!"

"Bingo!" Clyde said excitedly, "I was right, someone here has become a slave of the evil spirit."

Yuni argued, "I didn't agree!"

"But you didn't tell us either." Anderson was very disappointed with Yuni: "This at least shows that you are wavering and you are still considering it."

"I don't!"

Yuni asks everyone for help.

But even the boy who had just given her the coat did not stand up to speak for her.

In such desperate situations, trust is very fragile.

"Anderson..." Yuni could only place her last hope on Anderson.

Anderson said, "You're not going to be kicked out. There's a utility room next to it and you're going to be locked up in there."

Being locked up alone in a closed room was tantamount to a death sentence.

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Yuni shouted, "Yes! I admit that I was shaken, but wouldn't you be shaken when faced with the temptation of living? I didn't do anything, you can't do this to me!"

Clyde and his girlfriend came forward and dragged Yuni: "Are we going to wait until you kill someone before locking you up? I've seen a lot of horror movies, and for a threat like you, killing you is the safest thing.

If you die tomorrow, it means you are not enslaved by evil spirits. If you live, you are definitely enslaved by evil spirits! "

Yuni was dragged towards the utility room. She looked back at everyone in panic. When she saw Helotte, she couldn't help but shout, "Mr. Helotte, please save me!"

Yuni didn't know why she asked this stranger for help.

What she didn't know yet was...it was because of this cry for help that she saved her life.

In the end, Yuni was knocked unconscious and thrown into the utility room.

After closing and locking the door, Clyde and his girlfriend came back and sat down: "Thanks to us for catching the evil spirit's slaves, you all owe me your lives."

"Yes, we all owe you." Anderson didn't want to provoke Clyde at this time, so he said, "We have to stay here for three days without sleep. Do you have any good ideas?"

For this group of young people, they can survive without sleep for one day, but they probably can’t do it for three days.

A boy took out his phone and shook it, saying, "If I were playing games, my highest record would be not sleeping for two days. But there is no signal here, I probably can't last a whole night."

Anderson asked Helot: "Do you have any good ideas?"

Helott withdrew his gaze from the direction of the utility room. "No! I think it's better to eat when you are supposed to eat and sleep when you are supposed to sleep than to force yourself to stay awake and end up not having the energy to resist the attacks of the undead. It would be your bad luck to die in a dream."

Anderson asked other people for their opinions, but none of them could persist in going without sleep for three days.

Clyde couldn't help but say, "There are eight of us now. We will work in groups of two at night. After one person sleeps for two hours, the other will be called up to take over. I will be in a group with Kerissa, and you guys can do whatever you want..."

After saying that, Clyde pulled his girlfriend to sit in a corner, and then they started kissing passionately, with his hands reaching inside her clothes.

Anderson could only express helplessness towards Clyde's reckless behavior.

"Since no one has a good idea, let's try our best to stay awake. If anyone can't help but want to sleep for a while, we will notify the others, and if we see anything unusual happening to the sleeping person, we will wake him up immediately."

The rest expressed no objection.

Next, Anderson started a new topic. He believed that conversation could help people concentrate and be less sleepy.

Time passed little by little.

The glimmer of daylight disappears from the window, and darkness creeps in.

Someone turned on a portable lamp, but the originally bright light became extremely dim, even weaker than candlelight.

The temperature seems to be getting colder.

There were footsteps coming from outside, and they were wandering in the corridor.

Anderson whispered, "We haven't been attacked by undead monsters since we entered the music room. The evil spirit must know we are here. What is it trying to do by wandering outside?"

A boy holding a gun said in extreme frustration: "I would rather it rush in with the undead. Every moment now is torture, and the footsteps outside are driving me crazy!"

The timid girl's spirit was already somewhat insane at this time: "Will we suffer less pain if we commit suicide?"

"There's a box of grenades here. If they were to go off, they would kill us all instantly."

"Hey, cheer up!" Anderson shouted, and then said to Helot: "Do something."

Helot said: "I have been using positive energy to help you resist the erosion of negative energy, but positive energy is not omnipotent. A fragile mind is full of loopholes that can be exploited. You'd better put away their guns and grenades in a safe place, and then let them sleep for a while. Otherwise, if they are always tense, something bad will definitely happen."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Anderson collected all the guns and grenades and placed them as close to him as possible.

Then arrange for people to take turns sleeping.

However, those who were assigned to keep watch couldn't help but fall asleep, including Anderson.

While everyone was fast asleep, a man got up and pulled out a dagger...

Helot, who was pretending to be asleep, saw everything that happened.

I didn’t expect that there really are “werewolves”. It looks like there will be another good show tomorrow.

The next day, light illuminated the music room.

The sudden shout woke everyone up from their sleep.

"Who killed Kolisa? Who killed Kolisa!"

The person shouting was Clyde, and his girlfriend, Kelly, was lying beside him with a knife stuck in her heart.

Clyde pulled out his gun and pointed it at the other men, tears streaming down his face, "There are still evil spirits enslaved among you!"

(End of this chapter)