Dominate the Treacherous Realm

Section 1344 Chapter 1321 Writer's departure and admission (5/11)

"Whatever you think, but since you decided to stay underground, I, as the storyteller, have no right to stop. The other four people started to flee the morgue. Please throw [Lucky] to decide whether you will be leaving Before encountering danger, of course, before that, the writer must first throw a round to judge whether this accident will kill him..."

　　 The other four explorers successfully started three rounds of escape. Jenkins did not panic and asked to use his ability to investigate the morgue. The clues he got during the first round of investigation were:

　　 "The writer inspected the cabinet in the morgue on the verge of collapse. It was difficult for him to observe with the naked eye because the fire was dim, but the touch of his palm made him discover some strange lines on the inside of the cabinet."

　　 "I want to know what those lines are. Now that the writer has touched it, it must be an important clue."

　　 Jenkins said.

　　 "Yes."

　　 Mr. Corpse nodded, then tapped on the table with his fingers, and the hidden compartment on Jenkins's left hand rose again, and inside was a roll of parchment. After opening it, he quickly remembered those lines in his heart, knowing that this adventure was not in vain.

　　 "The first round of action is over, and the writer throws extra to determine if he can survive the accident...pass, and proceed to the second round."

In the second round of the escape action, the four explorers who were running wild had returned from the iron door to the first floor. Jenkins controlled the writer and was still investigating the morgue, even though Mr. Hood had reminded him that it would be too late if he did not leave. .

　　 "I promised Miss Bailing that I will return her a complete Mr. Writer, don't worry."

　　 Jenkins emphasized it again, and then pretended not to hear Hathaway whispered "That's not my writer", and manipulated himself to start the second round of action.

　　 "The writer lay down in that morgue."

"I must warn you. Without the presence of a second person, the writer can only lie in and cannot push himself forward. Moreover, even if pushed forward, this row of cabinets cannot guarantee that the writer will survive the collapse. He is still facing the collapse. It's buried alive."

　　 "I understand that I don't want to keep the writer alive in this way. I just want to determine whether the cabinet is abnormal. Now the writer is going to lie in, and then I will throw an investigation again."

　　 Jenkins said, and then picked up two heavy dice and tossed them without looking at the numbers on them:

　　 "Tell me the result quickly."

　　 "The writer lay in the morgue, and he... he felt his head immediately become groggy, as if connected to something abnormal."

"This is enough."

　　 Jenkins spoke quickly, and then urged:

　　 "So what accident did the writer encounter next? What value do I need to throw?"

　　 Next is the third round. The four who escaped were pretty lucky. Although the sailor accidentally injured his right arm in the middle, it was not a major problem. Now it’s the last round. If you don’t leave now, I’m afraid it will really trigger the ending of the story [Buried alive].

　　 "The writer used his ability to cooperate with the ceremony and left the abandoned hospital directly!"

　　 Jenkins announced, then knocked on the table impatiently and urged:

　　 "Update the character card for me soon."

　　 The hidden grid on the desktop rose again, and Jenkins picked up the new character card without looking at it, and said directly:

　　 "Throwing occult, throwing the ability I just mentioned."

　　 There is a phantom of him in his closet, leaving the underground is not a problem at all.

"The writer used a mysterious ability and the judgment passed. The writer left the hospital with the curse on him. The writer’s story ends and enters the ending [cursed]. Reward settlement-a blank bubble. Sorry, Mr. Candle, although it is not The worst ending, but the result is bad enough for the story. Because you and Mr. Bailing exchange character cards, the basic rewards have shrunk further, you can only get these."

　　 "It doesn't matter."

　　 He slapped the table and stood up, and then felt the agitation in his body for a few seconds. Around his various abilities, brand new bubbles appeared.

　　 quickly picked up the complaining cat and put it on his shoulder:

　　 "I should leave, Miss Bailing. I will immediately contact William of Ruen and go to the church to heal the curse. He won't have any problems. See you again, I had a great time today."

　　 After finishing talking in small steps, he ran to the door and turned the door handle. Because his story was over, he got the right to leave and the door opened. He raised his leg and walked out of the house, the door closed heavily behind him. The few people in the room could not hear his footsteps, which meant that Mr. Candle had really left the space.

　　 "What does Mr. Candle want to do?"

　　 Mr. White Cat did not expect that he left in such a hurry, and he didn't even care about the shrinking of his reward.

　　 "I guessed what he was going to do...but the focus is not on this now, what are we going to do next?"

　　 asked Miss Magic.

　　 Jenkins, who left the game room, took the chocolate and came directly to the stairwell in a quick trot gesture, but he just walked out of the room and felt something wrong with his body. After two steps, I couldn't help but cough, which is incredible for this body.

　　 "Oops, it's a curse!"

　　 is not only the last curse he bears, because he left the unusually spaced game room and entered Nolan City directly. This caused the fifth curse that he carried on his body to resonate with the four curses lingering in Nolan City. The power of the complete curse made Jenkins somewhat uncontrollable.

　　 "Damn, forget this. What a coincidence...vanilla!"

　　 He bends down to support the wall, and feels suddenly turning around:

　　 "Sorry, I want to return to Luen for the time being. You stay here, and I will come back to find you later. If you can't wait, I will go home first. Remember, you must not run around, and you must not run around."

　　 He felt his headache and vomiting, resisting the discomfort and almost slumped on the steps. But even so, I still use the last spirit to write a note with the address of the church of the sages risky written on it, and add a note that must be sent to it, and then stuff it into the chocolate cat Under the claws.

　　 "If you really want to run around, you must remember to bring this piece of paper. This way, even if you get lost, others can send you back."

　　 After speaking, he smiled barely at his cat, then leaned back, but before the back of his head touched the steps, the whole person disappeared as a shadow.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The cat took a lonely look at the place where Jenkins disappeared, then lowered his head and sniffed on the note left by Jenkins. It meowed again, and the black hand stretched out from the shadow and threw the note into the shadow world. The cat gracefully jumped down the stairs to the stairwell window, and then looked at the dark Nolan outside.

Chapter 1345 Chapter 1322 Thinking Device (6/11)

　　 "Oh, sage~"

　　 After returning to Luen using the spiritual magnet and [Real Phantom], Jenkins groaned/groaned and collapsed on the sofa. This shocked Alexia who was waiting for his news. Fortunately, after a few seconds, Jenkins sat up again with his forehead.

　　 "It's almost done, what kind of curse is this, it's really so powerful."

　　 He couldn't help coughing a few more times, but this time he was choked by his saliva when he sat up. Leaving Nolan, there is no other four curses that resonate with the curses on him, and he can bear one-fifth of the weight.

　　 "What happened?"

　　 Alexia couldn't help asking, and took his hand and sat beside Jenkins.

　　 "Things are very complicated, yes, very, very complicated. It is difficult for me to explain now, but can you help me see what is this?"

　　 He used the Book of Memories to show the lines the writer had touched in Mr. Corpse's morgue not long ago.

"You don't even know this. It seems that Mr. Oliver's course is a bit lagging behind. After you return to Nolan, you should hurry up and make up lessons... Okay, no kidding, this is obviously [Sineng Device] Although this part has been optimized, it is absolutely correct."

　　 "Sineng device?"

　　 Jenkins asked rhetorically, he had never heard of such a thing.

"This is a technology handed down from the super ancient times. It is said to have been created based on the **** descending ritual and a weird interlocking ability called [My God is here]. Specifically, this is a race with strange talents, used to transfer The device of mind and control of the clone, the soul and mind in the two bodies connected by the si-neng device can be exchanged with each other. But although this set of technology has been passed down, no one can use it, only the real ones exist only in legends Only the ultra-ancient races in China can survive the painful transfer process without dying."

　　 Alexia explained patiently, seeing Jenkins puzzled and added:

"This is not something that elves and dwarves can do. Although those races have disappeared in the material world, at least we can be sure that they really exist. The ultra-ancient races I mean are those that only have mythology, and they almost have traces of existence. No race. Jenkins, I think you might be in serious trouble this time."

After asking Alexia to help temporarily suppress the curse on her body, at least not to resonate with the other four curses by returning to Nolan again, Jenkins did not ask Alexia to follow him back to Nolan, but The large batch of bone meal that Dolores helped to collect was entrusted to Protoss to Nolan, and then asked whether Protoss Rakul knew about the Sneng device.

　　 Because this is not a secret related to the end of the era, the Protoss holding the book quickly gave Jenkins the answer. Her answer is almost the same as that of Alexia, but the details are much richer. When Jenkins asked if she knew the patterns he showed and which family they belonged to in common use, Lacour said a term that surprised Jenkins, which made Jenkins think he had returned to the ancient mythical age.

　　 While Jenkins was rushing around, the game in the room continued. Although the writer has reached the end of [cursed], the stories of others are not over yet.

　　 The main question now is whether the letter found in the morgue should be trusted, and whether the sixth bone should be taken out of the hospital. The four people have two different opinions, and it happens to form a result of two to two. This is the drawback of even-numbered voting.

　　 At the same time, because it was learned from the end of the writer's story that leaving the hospital is the end, Hathaway strongly advocates leaving here as soon as possible. She was tired of this game. Although the middle process was still interesting, she really frightened Jenkins and Britney for two hours.

　　 If she knew that this kind of thing would happen, if she knew that the things in the story would map to reality, she would never step into this room.

"Mr. Bailing, if you want the noble lady to leave, we are not against it, but the curse released by the few of us has not been resolved. I have already decided. I will take the letter and the skeleton and explore the underground boiler behind the main building. Room, look for the entrance to the mine."

　　 Mr. Hood said righteously, Hathaway always thought his words were a little weird.

　　 "This idea is very good, but dear Mr. Hood, have you ever thought that if the underground boiler room is really a deadly trap, as Mr. Candle said, what should we do?"

　　 asked Miss Magic.

In the same way, Hathaway also felt that her words were weird. When the two people chatted, they seemed to be deliberately adding extra affixes, and the words that could be omitted were never omitted, as if they were deliberately delaying time... ..

　　 "What are they waiting for... well, I see."

　　 Not only Hathaway understood, but also Mr. White Cat and Mr. Corpse. The latter was just about to announce the start of the next round of action, and a new sculpture in a cloak appeared on the edge of the set.

　　 "Look, our friend is here."

　　 Mr. Hood smiled happily:

　　 "I knew that Mr. Candle would not do useless things for no reason. He moved faster than I thought."

　　 "Is he enough alone? I thought he would call his'friends' over."

　　 Miss Magic said suspiciously.

　　 "A stranger broke into the abandoned hospital. Because of the invasion, the resentment and power remaining in this hospital have revived. From now on..."

　　 At this point, Mr. Corpse suddenly stopped and looked at the setting on the table with the others. Around the wood sculpture that is lifelike representing Mr. Candle, some spiritual metal statues representing resentment appeared. The statue of Mr. Candle didn't even use weapons, just stomped his feet, and the golden light bursting out of his body melted away the surrounding spirits.

　　 Even the thin white mist around him seemed to be lined up by an invisible force field. This was a phenomenon that had never happened before.

　　 "Although I have known that Mr. Candle is very strong, I never thought that he was so strong."

　　 Mr. White Cat watched this scene with great interest. So far only Miss Magic and Mr. Hood knew that Mr. Candle is a believer in the **** of lies.

　　 "Gentlemen, please announce the next action."

　　 Mr. Corpse urged, because there was no voice in the tone, so everyone couldn't hear the feelings in it.

　　 "If there is no danger around, then we choose to do nothing and wait for Mr. Candle to find it."

　　 Mr. Hood nodded and said.

Chapter 1346 The first thousand three hundred and twenty-three chapters of the monsters in the hospital (7/11)

　　 "It's a good idea to stay where you are."

　　Miss Magic immediately agreed with Mr. Hood's opinion.

　　 After Mr. Candle broke in, the tabletop set really came alive, not just showing activity around the explorers. The white mist floating on the table top rolled, the small gravel and weeds danced gently, and at the same time, more monsters came out of the wreckage of the building.

　　 They did not embarrass the explorers, but rushed towards Mr. Candle with the same goal.

　　 "I agree with Mr. Candle now. In this case, Mr. Corpse is definitely behind the scenes. He used [Story in the Story] and the five of us."

　　 Mr. White Cat sighed, and then asked Hathaway:

　　 "Mr. Braun, I found out that you haven't spoken since Mr. Candle appeared there. Could something strange happen?"

　　 "No, I'm fine... but he is alone, is there really no problem?"

　　 Hathaway is still worried.

　　 In the real Nolan suburban cemetery, just after jumping off the low wall, Jenkins saw seven or eight ugly spirits rising from the ground. He didn't even move, those grievances dissipated automatically after approaching him, even he didn't know whether this was his own power or the power of the sage was working.

　　 After the spirit body disappeared, I used the [True Eye] to observe the hospital half-destroyed by the earthquake in front of him. Before he could find the explorers, he saw black and blue auras rushing towards him.

　　 After the thin mist, I can barely see the monster closest to me. It was a centipede, a centipede made up of a large number of human bodies. Corrupted human corpses that are connected together have their heads removed and connected end to end, and only the foremost corpse has a head.

　　 Their hands and feet are not standing upright under the body like cows and horses. Instead, their bodies are opened in a large font, their arms and legs are close to the ground, and they crawl on the ground with their fingers and toes.

　　 Because of this, when the fingers and toes touch the ground, they will make a dense sound. Jenkins, who heard this sound, shivered steadily.

"what is this?"

He was so disgusted that he stretched out his hand and drew his sword to slash forward. Unexpectedly, the giant human centipede actually circled and climbed up the side wall of the nearby building. Most of the torso was hidden behind the white mist and the building. , Leaving only the head of a handsome woman peering at Jenkins.

　　 At the same time, more monsters appeared from the white mist. Most of them are spirit bodies, and a few creatures with entities are monsters made up of various wild animal corpses and human corpses.

　　 "Mr. Candle is all right?"

　　 Hathaway at the table saw this scene and asked with some worry.

　　 "No problem...probably."

　　 Mr. Hood is not sure.

　　 They looked at the woodcarving on the table, and then they found a sword appeared out of thin air in the woodcarver's hand. Although it was also a woodcarving model, the moment the sword appeared, it seemed that the light of the entire set had gathered there, letting the players know that the sword was unusual.