The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 382 Ch381 Domino Game

Chapter 382 Ch.381 Dominoes Game

A bizarre dreamland, six unlucky guys with their own positions.

When it comes to dreams, only Madeleine and James Shelley are experienced:

One of these two people is a cultist with a high level, and the other is an experienced alliance member. They have had some experience of dreaming and have stepped into the unknown and dangerous waters of the Black Lake.

Old Shelley looked at Madeleine and saw that she had no intention of speaking, so he stood up from the table, caressed his chest and bowed towards the child-like girl.

"Good day, or good night, unknown master of dreams."

The girl holding her head raised her arms high, moved her head forward, looked at him for a while, and suddenly said: "Your soul is really mottled... It would be better if you die here, you don't have to suffer torture."

James Shelley shook his head slightly: "I still can't give up on the waking world, the lord of dreams."

He is very candid.

At the same time, I was careful not to use ‘Mr.’ or ‘Ms.’ or ‘Miss.’ For some creatures in dreams, it is difficult to figure out what they hate and what they like - but old Shelley knew that if they like them, the dreamer may not get any benefits.

But if they are annoying, the fate of the dreamer will definitely not be good.

He had to test it bit by bit, going in circles, like walking in the dark with a lantern: leaning against the wall, drawing a map in his head bit by bit.

——Since the last time, he had sworn that he would never fall asleep again.

Unexpectedly…

The girl holding her head licked her scarlet lips and said jokingly: "You have nothing to burn, and your heart has become cold."

‘Heart coal? ’

Rose covered her face with her hands, quietly tilted her head and asked Roland what it was.

"It's 'qualification', it's a different name, girl. Just like I can call you the sea of fire, I can also call you the mountain of coal. "She heard someone's muttering, smiling and holding her head in her hands, circling around the hexagonal table.

The sound is sometimes near my ears, and sometimes it is far away quickly.

The firelight in the room gradually dimmed.

"So, do we still have a chance to leave? Master of the dream, what do you want? Or, what kind of rules should we abide by?"

James Shelley sounded tentatively.

"Please allow me to be disrespectful to you, the Lord of Dreams, the unknown and great existence. I just want me and my children to live - I am very happy to serve you in whatever way I can... use my body to express my disrespect. Dead, stinking flesh."

Roland clearly saw that when the old man said these words, John Shelley next to him glanced at his mouth.

oh.

Boring dignity.

In this situation, he, as his son, should have spoken, even if he was kneeling on the ground and licking the mud.

If you can get a glimmer of hope of life and save your loved ones...

Dignity is sometimes more important than a crown, sometimes it is worse than a worn out sock.

"I want you to do me a favor."

The little girl's voice was crisp and clear, finally breaking out of her gloomy tone. She raised her arms and dragged her head to the highest point, then her eyes began to scan the people on the hexagonal table.

Rebecca was particularly frightened.

That's a headless monster... benefactor...

This is terrible.

If she had the chance to leave, she vowed to return to her faith in the All-Father.

"But I don't need so many helpers."

said the girl.

"I don't know how you invited us, Lord of Dreams. But I guess, it was probably through me and my friends -" Madeline suddenly spoke, tapping Rebecca and John respectively with her index finger: "Maybe you... You are familiar with our "mother", aren't you? "

This was not a risky statement, at least for Madeline, the surrounding environment and the upside-down cross obviously meant something.

"Correct, but no reward, Miss Human Skin."

The girl smiled and said:

"That's your mother, not mine."

When she mentions "mother", she doesn't look down upon her like an executive, doesn't respect like a cultist, and is even different from other ritualists - that kind of caution towards "gods" and gods, even when she mentions them, she has to be cautious.

"I want to play a game to decide who can help..."

she said.

"A game of dominoes."

"I see that everyone here has the ambition to get ahead, so they should all be willing to participate...right?"

"The winner will be rewarded."

She smiled sweetly and walked towards the hexagonal table.

The oak-colored branches instantly split into six regular horns. When she came to the center, they spread and grew, connected to each other, and connected into a ring without openings.

"I don't want to close it, but I have to open it first."

The red blood threads rising from the floor formed a high-backed chair.

"bring it on."

"Let me see who among you is more courageous and wiser."

She put her head on her lap and waved her snake-wrapped arm.

Suddenly, two bone-colored cards appeared in front of everyone.

It is thicker than ordinary cards and feels cold to the touch.

Two sheets.

One says "life" and the other says "death".

It's the same for everyone.

"Life... or death?"

Roland looked at the heavy bones, which looked like thinned leg bones or a certain part of the skull. The corners were irregular and even had obvious curvatures.

One for life and one for death.

Branded red.

"So."

"The rules are."

she said.

Throw out two bones, except yourself.

It's that simple.

Some people were stunned.

This...

What kind of rules are these?

Roland and Rose didn't quite understand, but James Shelley immediately realized: voting.

This old man who has been immersed in votes and proposals for many years knows this kind of "game" too well - a game for big kids.

Raise your hand, or some anonymous tickets.

The rules of the game are basically the same.

"As you can see... Oh, there is no one here who can't read, right?" The girl adjusted the angle of her head and faced one of the six corners directly -

Rose: ...

She is not afraid now, and even hates this dream master a little.

"I didn't consider that there are still illiterate people here." She shook her fingers at Rose twice, and soon, two more marks appeared on the sign in front of the girl.

One square has a ring squeezed in it, and the other is a key.

"The key is "life", and the one next to it is "death" - do you recognize the pattern? "

Rose nodded with a dark face.

The girl was surprised: "That's really good."

What's good about this?

'Why do I feel that you are a bit like it...' Rose tilted her upper body and moved closer to Roland, 'You are both so attractive--'

Roland tilted his head: "... Attractive?"

Rose frowned: "You know it."

"Come on!"

"The pilgrim covered with wounds!"

"The person who gets the most "life" cards will get my reward!"

The girl clapped her hands twice, and the head on her legs also made a happy expression.