Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 376 My Super Intelligence Tells Me It's Time to Use Super Power!
Fellow Daoist, please stay! Youying and I explored the most remote part of the haunted house, almost hugging the edge of the map.

Even the Shadow would occasionally use some kind of ability to probe the countless vengeful spirits outside.

Their current direction of exploration is slightly different from others.

It is an attempt to break or prove that this so-called "locked room mystery" is an unchangeable situation.

Otherwise, if the real culprit could be hiding outside the map.

They simply couldn't find it inside no matter what.

Unfortunately, it has been some time since they were separated.

They explored most of the map's edge but still couldn't find a way to break through.

However, this process was not entirely without its rewards.

Using its ability to ignore architectural structures, the shadowy figure found a strange secret room.

This place is extremely special.

The reason he was able to sense it was because he encountered resistance when trying to pass through the wall!

The entire secret room was enveloped by a strange force, which even spirits could not penetrate. They could only try to pry open the door and get in step by step.

Upon opening the door, a large number of coffins immediately came into view.

Furthermore, none of the coffins had lids, and each contained a highly decomposed corpse.

Even so, some clues could still be found on these corpses.

Because only the flesh and skin are rotting; the bare bones are not yet completely decayed.

“Their skulls all have very obvious cracks, and it seems that they all start from the center of their eyebrows and spread out.” Shadow reached out and pieced together the skull of one of the corpses.

A complete human head was restored in a short time.

There is a diamond-shaped notch between its eyebrows, which looks like it has been finely carved.

This scene also reminded Youying of the human contestant's reasoning earlier.

Clearly, all of these bodies were killed by the murder weapon in the hands of the real killer.

But it was definitely not the work of the current culprit.

Most of the time, the haunted house was inhabited by former residents who experienced the same things that the contestants are now going through.

It is estimated that among the vengeful spirits surrounding the haunted house, there are those whose souls were formed after their deaths.

Otherwise, there's no way to explain why so many vengeful ghosts outside harbor such deep resentment towards the haunted house, insisting on surrounding it completely.

Hmm? So it seems that way...

Was the guide also a part of the haunted house in his previous life, and was he also killed by the diamond-shaped prop and became a bound spirit, forever trapped in the haunted house and unable to escape?
The shadowy figure turned back and asked the guide who had been with them all the way.

The other person shook her head, indicating that she had no memory of her previous life.

Right now, all we know is to serve any guests who appear in the haunted house.

In response, Shadow could only focus on other speculations.

He was thinking—there were clearly far more offerings here than the contestants were facing now, so why hadn't they managed to awaken the building's life back then?
The Shadow tries to find out from these corpses why their ritual failed back then.

Perhaps we can piece together a way to stop the summoning ritual.

Just then, the announcement for the second vote rang out.

[Please vote for the culprit within one hour.]

[Voting will take place in individual rooms.]

Before parting ways, all the contestants made a promise—

If the real culprit commits the crime without anyone noticing and the voting begins, then everyone should return to the hall to discuss and deduce the truth.

Youying and Daoist, please wait, exchanged a glance, sighed, and temporarily put down their work.

After memorizing the exact location of this secret room.

The human and the ghost quickly approached the hall.

To avoid any accidents on the way there, and also to keep an eye on each other.

Instead of directly traversing the path in a straight line, Youying followed the fellow Daoist, Qing Liubu, and the guides they were responsible for, circling back along the corridor and various staircases.

However, strangely enough, they were clearly the group furthest from the hall.

However, when they arrived, the entire hall was empty.

Oh, but you can't say there's no one at all.

After all, there was still a guide sitting on the sofa in the lobby.

Next to it lay the body of another guide.

The guide sitting in front of the corpse didn't seem to feel any fear; his ever-present service-like smile was unsettling.

Upon seeing the arrival of the Shadow Squad, she slowly stood up to prepare tea for the two of them.

At this moment, Youying stepped forward and stopped her, asking, "Why didn't you notify us?"

The contestants clearly informed the two guides who were staying in the hall before they left.

If one of them encounters an accident, the other must do everything possible to send a signal to nearby players.

But she is now sitting comfortably on the sofa, showing no sign of notifying anyone.

Could it be... that she herself is the real culprit?

Thinking of this, Youying and Daoist Qing Liubu became wary.

But the guide simply smiled and replied, "It's almost time."

"What time?" Fellow Daoist, please stay, asked, frowning.

The other party said mysteriously, "Your life countdown is on."

As soon as she finished speaking, she disappeared from the spot.

He appeared behind the shadow in an instant, raised his hand, and delivered a horizontal chop.

Although the opponent's chop to the neck seemed unremarkable.

But just in case, the shadow floated directly upwards into the air to create some distance.

At the same time, seven identical-looking guides suddenly appeared out of nowhere above.

They swarmed forward, blocking the Shadow's escape route.

This forced him to find a way to deal with that hand chop head-on.

"Fellow Daoist! Aren't you coming to help..."

Just as Youying was about to call out to his fellow Daoist to stay and help, he was shocked to find that the other person had already disappeared.

The entire hall felt eerily quiet, as if I were the only person there.

He couldn't figure out how he did it.

But the situation is urgent now, so we have no choice but to grit our teeth and fight it out.

He instantly entered a spirit form, attempting to penetrate the opponent's hand strike.

Ultimately, this is the natural advantage that spirits have over the physical body.

He can pass through almost any physical attack from his opponent at will.

Unexpectedly, at the moment of contact between the two...

The guide's lips curled slightly upward, and the speed of his hand chop did not decrease at all.

When the ghostly spirit passed through his sleeve, it was inexplicably intercepted by something.

Just like when we encountered that impenetrable sealed room before.

It seemed that the guide's sleeve also concealed something that could connect with spirits.

"Ah!" The shadow suddenly let out a violent scream.

In that instant, he felt as if his soul was being torn apart by excruciating pain.

Damn it! What they have is a weapon specifically designed to target spirits!

He endured the excruciating pain throughout his body.

He grabbed the guide's wrist.

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and his entire spirit body, like melting liquid, flowed directly into the guide's body through his wrist.

If the other party were to use that strange weapon again under such circumstances, her own soul would also be attacked!
This is also what makes the Shadow race so difficult to deal with.

As a spirit, he can attach himself to the enemy and suffer the same fate!
However, the other party did not hesitate at all.

He pulled the object out of his sleeve, gripped it tightly in his hand, and immediately turned it around to face his thigh.

It was inserted straight in without any hesitation.

When the shadowy figure saw that eerie purple hue, the ghost's thoughts were immediately pulled back to the first game of "Death Match".

At that time, he encountered a contestant whose mental strength and spiritual resilience far surpassed that of a spirit.

In the Shadow's eyes, that guy couldn't even be called human.

It is a monster in human skin.

呲——

Before Youying could recover from her shock, the opponent's longsword had already pierced her thigh.

In an instant, the souls of both the human and the ghost began to tremble violently.

The guide himself couldn't help but kneel down on one knee, his eyes bloodshot and his teeth clenched.

Even so, she still held onto the longsword with unwavering determination.

It even kept shaking itself on its thigh, almost digging a bloody hole in it.

call out--

Just a dozen seconds later, a dark shadow emerged from behind. The shadowy figure fell to the ground in a disheveled state.

He rolled on the ground, screaming in agony, "Madman! Madman! Aren't you afraid of shattering your own soul?!"

Their actions just now were utterly self-destructive, causing them to suffer heavy losses themselves!
Since the main attacker is the Guide himself, the Shadow only suffers additional damage because it is attached to his soul.

In other words, this guy is practically gambling against the Shadow!
Let's bet on whose soul will break first!

How could Shadow possibly withstand such an absurd attack and gamble with the opponent?

After holding on for more than ten seconds to make sure that the guy really had no intention of letting go,

He could only escape from the other's body, wounded, as the other's soul departed.

"I never expected... the worst-case scenario still happened." Youying said breathlessly, "The contestant who was my best counter turned out to be the real culprit. This show is really trying to kill me..."

At this moment, his spirit flickered, as if it were about to collapse and disappear from this world at any moment.

At that time, he might turn into a charred mess, just like the vengeful ghost of the guide who died in the haunted house.

"Stop pretending, you little rascal!"

"From beginning to end, you've been leading us by the nose with seemingly reasonable reasoning, all in an effort to gain our trust and clear yourself of suspicion as the real culprit, right?"

"I just don't understand, shouldn't someone with your intelligence be able to reveal such obvious evidence?"

He looked defiantly at the purple-patterned longsword in the guide's hand.

This is practically a weapon associated with the contestant "The Widow". Isn't taking it out so blatantly confirming his identity?
Furthermore, Shadow was certain that this sword was not a replica to deceive people.

Because its powerful destructive force against spirits is something that ordinary weapons cannot possess.

Unless... the other party is absolutely certain that they have no way to escape.

The other party firmly believed that they could kill him here.

After all, dead people can't leak secrets.

Hearing the shadow's provocation, the guide shrugged and pulled his longsword from his thigh.

She gently pulled down some fabric from the hem of her skirt at the waist to bandage the wound.

The bones under the skin began to deform and adjust, and the curvaceous figure returned to its original symmetry. Even the facial features changed back to a familiar appearance.

Wu Wang rubbed his face and revealed a bright smile:

"Let's survive first, then we'll talk about evidence."

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot again.

One of the effects of the [Laughing River] sword—

[(The Destined One): Xiao Chuan locks onto a target and, within the next ten minutes, gains three instant teleportations that allow him to appear anywhere within two meters of the target at will. Each teleportation consumes 20% of his maximum mental energy. After all three teleportations, there is a 10-minute cooldown.]

As the shadow sensed a growing sense of crisis,

The entire ghost retreated frantically towards the far end of the hall.

His mind is now completely focused on finding a way to escape and notify the other players.

However, the moment Wu Wang reappeared from behind him.

The shadow beneath his feet transformed into five ghosts, sealing off all the entrances and exits.

Since ghosts are also spirits, the natural advantage of the shadowy spirits no longer exists; to get past them, you must first beat them all down.

However, Wu Wang's sword was no pushover.

For spirits, even a slight touch is an injury, and a stab is a critical hit.

With the addition of the new [Weakness] effect, if you're lucky, you might actually be able to kill your opponent with a single sword strike.

Even the shadowy figure had no way to express its suffering.

He shouldn't have played so passively.

It wasn't just because he was initially stabbed and seriously injured, but also because he lost a very important skill—

[Soul-Splitting Body Outside the Body]!
This is the Shadow's racial ability.

Compared to players, if he uses this skill himself, the effect will undergo a qualitative change.

It can split the entire soul into dozens of pieces. Although the power of each piece will be relatively reduced, the advantage is that they are not just clones.

As long as one piece of the split soul can escape.

The shadow can then use this as an anchor point to gradually fill in the gaps.

In other words, if Wu Wang had spared any of his soul fragments, he would not have been truly killed!
It's practically a life-saving skill!
But thanks to Wu Wang's explicit instruction, this thing was taken away by the Mongolian top laner in the first round of the game!

Many of the Shadow's versatile spirit skills rely on the soul fragments split by the [Soul Split Body].

He is now essentially half-crippled in spirit form, which is why he only dares to defend and escape, showing no signs of counterattack and dealing with the situation in such a sorry state.

In other words, the Shadow race's linguistic talent didn't develop into having so many swear words.

Otherwise, he would be cursing Wu Wang to death right now.

Finally, with seven clones of the [Seven Star Steps of Heaven], five ghosts of the [Five Ghosts Transporting Technique], and Wu Wang's unpredictable [100% Bare-Handed Blade Catching] effect, he was finally defeated.

The fierce, righteous brawl quickly brought down the Shadow.

The entire ghost lay on the ground, barely alive.

Looking at the corpse of the guide lying beside the sofa, he smiled bitterly and said, "Where are the other contestants..."

They, who were the furthest from the hall, had already arrived and had even been fighting here for so long.

But they heard no other footsteps approaching.

It's clear they weren't just the last to arrive.

It might be the last survivor.

Youying just couldn't understand it. No matter how powerful Wu Wang was, he shouldn't have been able to defeat all the contestants in such a short time!
This includes the spokesperson for the [Order] Venerable!
The human wearing the witch's robes, without any restrictions, must have been incredibly powerful, without any logic or reason.

Why did Wu Wang and her battle make absolutely no noise?
There are too many things that Youying can't understand right now.

So much so that he suddenly felt it was better to just let things end like this, so he would never have to worry about these issues again.

To this, Wu Wang grinned cruelly and said, "They're waiting for you to go and sleep forever."

Then he raised his hand and held [Laughing River] high, aiming it at Youying's forehead.

The other party collapsed to the ground, seemingly giving up all resistance.

However, Wu Wang did not make a move immediately.

Instead, he gestured over various parts of Youying's body, as if he wanted to torture him.

Finally, when his mentality was about to completely collapse.

Finally, the blade fell towards his throat.

brush--

With a single sword strike, the Shadow's consciousness was plunged into complete darkness.

At the same time, a beautiful figure walked out from the side door.

He casually waved the wooden staff.

Countless stars suddenly twinkled in the vast hall, as if to illuminate the entire castle.

They gathered together, clinging to the shadowy figure like fireflies.

Immediately afterwards, all the starlight twinkled together, and the motionless shadow lying on the ground disappeared along with it, and no one knew where the starlight had taken him.

The witch chuckled and said, "Is the meal finished? How does it feel? Does it meet your expectations?"

In response, Wu Wang gave a mysterious smile and teased, "You actually know better than anyone else, right? If you run away, you'd better accept the consequences of your bet."

Upon hearing his words, the witch also stopped smiling.

He pulled a [premium] item from his pocket and tossed it to Wu Wang.

She rolled her eyes and made an angry face, saying, "I didn't expect you to guess right, kid. How can you be so sure I won't catch the real culprit?"

At this point, her expression turned somewhat helpless: "Besides, if I use such a dirty trick, I'll definitely be condemned by the world. You have no idea what her expression was when I 'killed' her with the stars. If the Tarot Association's internal management suffers problems because of this, how are you going to compensate me?"

Wu Wang shrugged: "Do you think it's fun that I 'stabbed' the Mongolian top laner? My teacher is going to visit the headquarters of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs tonight. If word gets out about this, and they surround him at the home stadium, do you think I'll let him use your name to save his life?"

"Oh? Your teacher is going to the headquarters of the Bureau of Extraordinary Events?" The witch raised an eyebrow, revealing a malicious expression.

Isn't Yan Shuangying the widow's teacher?
It seems that I not only had a conversation with this Desire Saint in the dungeon, but I also have a chance to go and play with Yan Shuangying in real life.

That way, there's no need to pay Qin Shutong's friend a fee!
Wu Wang did not answer.

He just limped toward the witch.

He said, with a slightly serious tone, "Let's go, time to catch mice."

"Otherwise, if he finds the other people's 'hiding locations,' then we'll all really be wiped out."

"President, you wouldn't want your subordinates to be killed by you, would you?"

Hearing this, the witch sighed.

She certainly didn't want the world to actually die in the dungeon.

That's half a pillar of the Tarot Club!
If there were no world, she wouldn't even dare to imagine who would handle so much business in the organization.

He glared at Wu Wang again, then followed and yelled, "I don't know which bastard came up with this terrible idea, but is this what you call super wisdom? What's so super about it?"

Wu Wang's eyes shone brightly as he grinned:

"Do you know why Superman, despite possessing superhuman intelligence, never really shows it?"

"Because the superintelligence will tell him—just use your fucking superpowers and that's it!"

"With someone as powerful as you by my side, knowing some clues is enough to solve the problem. Why do I keep playing a murder mystery game with the real culprit?"

"Now, let's end this game!"

(End of this chapter)