Infinite weird games

Chapter 89 Hopeless Sea (Twenty) Trick-Trick

Angela blinked: "Si Qi, didn't you say before..."

"He's lying to fools." Chiss said bluntly, "He's not good at rule-based dungeons and can easily be held back."

So you just sent him away, right? Angela just felt that there were too many things to say.

But the current situation is just what she wants. Two people are difficult to deal with and things can easily change, but one person is just fine.

She smiled and said: "Then let's set off. As far as I know, the altar is quite far away."

Qisi nodded obediently: "Well, you lead the way."

Angela: "As a grown man, it's not good for me, a girl, to lead the way, right? I can show you the way from behind."

Zeiss: "I am weak."

Angela: ...6.

The coconut grove is lush, but with the clock tower and the hotel as reference points, the location of the altar is not difficult to find.

Neither Angela nor Keith wanted to give their backs to the other, so they quickly formed a tacit understanding and walked forward side by side.

The two of them were silent for a long distance, and they could only hear the "rustling" sound of stepping on the sand.

As if feeling embarrassed, Angela started to look for words: "Si Qi, how did you get into the weird game?"

Qiss pretended not to understand: "Didn't each of us pick up the invitation card and then come in out of nowhere?"

"I'm asking, what wish did you make? Those ignorant and ignorant consumables that were pulled into the game to fill up their accounts will not survive now." Angela smiled cruelly, "Like me, the first wish I made was to have my family Everyone died."

Chiss was not interested in other people's unsolicited revelations of their life experiences, which were little more real than fiction.

But he still asked politely: "Do your family members treat you badly?"

Angela sneered: "You ignored me when you were a child, and later you asked me for this and that, and even wanted to put me in a mental hospital. These disgusting guys are like bedbugs and can't be shaken off. In addition to considerable property, I want There is no value in their existence.”

Qisi raised his eyelids to express his understanding: "My cousin thought so too back then."

"So how is she doing now?"

Chiss didn't answer, and looked up ahead.

The coconut grove had become sparse at some point, and a white arc could be seen in the distance, which seemed to be made of marble.

Huge fish bones are hidden in the forest, crisscrossing each other, with different canine teeth. They surround the central stone platform like petals, casting alternating light and shadow.

The altar has arrived.

The huge ground building is lonely and solemn, as if it has long been integrated with the longest life between heaven and earth. It no longer cares about time and space, and it has sunk into a death-like sleep alone.

No one has been here for a long time, but no one will think that it has been idle for too long. It is like an ancient huge creature, waiting patiently and kindly for its people to wake it up.

Qisi felt that his mind became calm in an instant, and it was difficult for him to make any ripples.

There seemed to be some kind of call that echoed throughout the entire life, and unexplainable whispers came from behind his ears. He walked step by step towards the center of the altar.

A sudden chill hit his neck. Qisi lowered his head and saw a dagger lying across the side of his neck.

Angela was half a step behind him at some point, holding the dagger firmly on his shoulder.

The girl is no longer as playful and cute as she was before, and her voice is as cold as ice: "If you don't want to die, tell me all the clues you know. What is in the bell tower? What happened to Yuna's lost statue?"

Qisi tilted his head and asked, "If I don't agree, you will kill me with this dagger, right?"

"I don't want you to dirty my knife." Angela sneered, "You have entered the scope of the altar. Without my help, you will die here as a sacrifice soon."

Zeiss asked, "You have more than a thousand dollars on you, don't you?"

"Bingo!" Angela snapped her fingers, "Congratulations, you guessed it right, but unfortunately there is no reward."

"You dare to enter the altar because you are sure that the power of the copy cannot kill you if you have enough money, right?"

"Yes." Angela said, "I don't believe you have enough money. After all, your life is more valuable than mine, Mr. Noble."

Qisi sighed leisurely: "Yes, I am a poor man. I followed you here just to grab some money."

He said it matter-of-factly, and his tone seemed to be repeating common sense such as "people need to eat and sleep."

Angela was amused, raised the dagger in her hand, and drew a bloody mark on Qisi's neck: "Who do you think robbed whom in this situation?"

Qisi was silent, Angela smiled wildly.

However, the next second, her smile froze on her face.

Countless streaks of black smoke flew out from under the stone platform of the altar, converging into ghosts with fish heads and human bodies, surrounding her and Qiss.

She quickly turned her wrist and was about to plunge the dagger in, but two lines of prompts popped up in front of her eyes:

[In this copy, you cannot kill players with the identity of "Businessman\