Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 453 Giant Prison Guard
The little black boy's words left Baili Dao and Beilang somewhat bewildered.

What does it mean that it intends to become a serious criminal?
"Wow, I can't move." Wu Wang said this exaggerated statement with a calm expression and tone.

Then, veins bulged slightly on his forehead and arms, showing that he was indeed mobilizing all his strength.

However, he remained seated on the bed without moving.

The shadow cast on the wall by the reddish lamplight slowly raised its hand and yawned.

This scene looks quite bizarre—

The person did not move, but the shadow moved.

They are like two independent individuals who influence each other.

"Don't waste your energy, your shadow has been temporarily replaced by mine." The little black boy slowly stood up, grinned, and said, "And soon it won't just be a shadow anymore."

Only then did everyone realize that it seemed to be even taller than before.

He should have been at everyone's chin level, but now when he stands up, he is as tall as Wu Wang.

As someone who once held the title of "Eagle Eye," Baili Dao's observational skills are naturally quite outstanding.

He discovered that not only in height, but also in build and even the contours of the face, the other person had become exactly the same as the seated convict.

I didn't notice this problem during the card game.

The main reason is that the little black boy was lying in a slouch, and the reddish lighting made everything look a bit blurry, making it hard to notice that it was changing little by little.

"Hmm, I can see that you have some ulterior motives for gradually replacing him." Wu Wang said calmly, "Replacing the shadow first is because this thing only needs to change its body shape, not its appearance, so it won't arouse my suspicion."

"Now that they're preparing to replace me, shouldn't their faces change too?"

Upon hearing Wu Wang say this...

Under the gaze of the three, the little black boy's facial features began to gradually distort and adjust, and his skin color changed from dark to wheat-colored, and finally gradually became pale.

Not only that, even its messy hair seemed to come alive, growing longer and curlier into a textured perm that looked like it had just stepped out of a hairdresser's shop.

"You know what? I would never replace someone this early."

"I just want to go out and get some exercise when I replace those guys."

"Only you have ever made me feel a strong sense of possessiveness."

"I don't know where this possessiveness comes from, but now I want to dissect you and see you clearly."

The little black boy's voice changed from childish to mature, and even the first two sentences of this sentence had a slightly hoarse quality as he was changing, but by the end, it was completely the same as Wu Wang's.

"Where did this sliding rheostat come from?" Wu Wang quipped, finding it comical that the other person was changing their voice as they spoke.

However, when the other person's facial features completely stop changing.

Wu Wang's expression became serious for the first time in this instance.

Even Baili Dao couldn't help but tremble as he exclaimed, "A... a widow? How could it have become like this?!"

The wolf beside him also observed the appearance that the little black boy had transformed into with some surprise.

It was clearly the face of a handsome Chinese person.

But serious criminals have always been seen in a way that is closer to the image of those in Europe and America!

Yes, that's why Baili Dao and Beilang didn't recognize Wu Wang at first.

Aside from not displaying his ID, even his face resembled that of a character in the instance, completely different from his real appearance.

But now, the familiar face of a player from the Calamity appears on someone who should be a dungeon NPC.

Baili Dao felt like his head was about to explode.

What the hell is going on?
The dungeon description says it's a five-player raid dungeon, right?
Where did the sixth player come from?

“Your face has layers of nested features, and like these two loaves of bread next to you, it comes from the outside, right?” Wu Wang looked at this complete replica of himself, and the other party laughed: “Unfortunately, I can see the real you, and all of you.”

The Vision of Truth!
This was the first thought that flashed through Wu Wang's mind.

How is that possible? How could the monsters in the dungeon possess such a bugged skill?
It saw through not only the disguise of the "fake smile mask," but also the dungeon identity given to players by the Spirit Disaster game.

Even William, the former captain of the Mary who once knew of the existence of the players of the Calamity and called them the "Descendants," and the troupe leader in "Anecdotes of the Pear Garden."

They all used their long-term experience to figure out who the players of the Necropolis would be.

In reality, from an appearance standpoint alone, the players of the Calamity still appear to these people as characters from the dungeon.

But the demon in this special room is clearly different.

It can directly see that the players in the Spirit Disaster are not from this instance world!

In other words, Baili Dao and Beilang's true identities were also seen through when they first entered this place.

These words sent a chill down their spines.

Something's wrong! This dungeon is really weird!
"The one who has the most favor... is it because of this?" Wu Wang squinted at his other self.

The only possibility he could think of was that the little black boy was like the group of mine ghosts who exploded with relics after being whipped to death by the Abyss God.

It is also associated with its enthusiasts.

It might even be the clearer part of the consciousness of the favored one, thus possessing powers that other ghosts do not have.

If that's the case, then everything makes sense.

After all, the skill [Vision of Truth] was provided by the Abyss God, and the condition for obtaining it is probably just being marked with the Abyss God's mark.

Although those predecessors who favored him did not live long, it was reasonable for them to obtain the [Sight of Truth].

Of course, Wu Wang would not regard the Niko in this room as a former favorite.

As the Lord of Desire said, those who are favored are scarce and their lives are pitifully short.

If He says He is dead, then it is most likely true.

After all, if it weren't for the "immortal" trait, wouldn't I have exploded just from that one glance back then?
The main question now is—where exactly is the connection between the Favorites and this demonic prison?
Why do prison mines produce fragments of each other's memories, and why do special rooms sometimes give birth to beings related to them, like little black children?

"What are you still thinking about? It's time to give me your body." The pirated Wu Wang smiled and took two steps forward.

Then he slowly lifted Wu Wang, who was unable to move, into his arms.

Just like the ghostly figure in the mine, it gradually burrowed into Wu Wang's body.

Seeing such a large person crawling into another person's body was so bizarre that it made them feel physically uncomfortable. At the same time, Baili Dao and Beilang, who were standing nearby, rushed to stop them.

Unfortunately, they couldn't do it.

The little black boy could clearly pick up playing cards, and he seemed to have a physical body.

The two of them could not touch each other no matter what they did.

He could only watch helplessly as the other party completely entered Wu Wang's body.

"Heh, take over my identity? Fine, consider it a cosplay session and I'll let you have it." Wu Wang's voice trailed off. "If you can't take it anymore, you can commit suicide and discuss it with me. We can take turns..."

click -

The instant his voice completely disappeared.

Wu Wang's neck suddenly tilted to the side, and his hands and feet began to twist as if he were a zombie in a movie.

He stood up from the bed onto the ground in an extremely ferocious posture.

He lowered his head and revealed a strange smile.

“Ha…hahaha…hahahaha!”

"I know... I know why I only feel this possessiveness towards you..."

At this moment, Wu Wang raised his hand and stroked his skin like a pervert.

Trembling, he continued, "Even when those guys had only reached the point of replacing the Shadow, their bodies would begin to decay."

"So replacing them is just a game for me."

"But you don't! My God... what a perfect body... what an amazing match..."

"This body was practically created for my escape!"

Upon hearing this, both Baili Dao and Beilang were stunned.

What does "for the purpose of escaping prison" mean?

Even the prison guards in the jail are terrified of you.

Who the hell can control you?!
Perhaps they saw through what the two were thinking.

"Wu Wang" revealed a crazed expression and said, "This demonic prison doesn't just imprison you!"

Boom--boom--

It's as if it's in response to what the other person said.

A muffled, strange sound came from outside the iron gate.

It's like the slow, deliberate movement of a colossal creature.

Hearing this strange noise...

He slowly walked toward the iron gate and said, word by word, "Of course, the prison guards aren't just those little brats outside."

"Breads, come and see the real prison guards of the Devil's Prison..."

Bang! The heavy iron door was suddenly flung open.

When Baili Dao and his companion looked outside, they saw nothing.

But the next second, under the glow of the red lights...

A strong, thick arm reached in along the wall.

Then a huge guy, nearly three meters tall, appeared out of nowhere and stood at the doorway like a wall.

This is also something that cannot be seen under normal lighting!

Wu Wang and the others played cards in the room for quite some time.

It's already nighttime outside.

The two prison guards, one fat and one thin, went back to rest after escorting Wu Wang to his room.

No one knew that a strange, invisible giant would be wandering the corridor in the dead of night.

Or rather... even if they knew, no one would dare to ask anything.

Because the first rule of the Devil's Prison is—

1. No noise is allowed after midnight, not even snoring.

So even if someone isn't asleep at this time, they'll pretend not to know if they hear any noise outside, let alone peek out to check the situation.

“He… was wearing a prison guard’s uniform,” North Wolf swallowed and said softly.

This immediately led him and Baili Dao to two other rules—

[2. Any problems can be reported to the prison guards, provided that the guards are dwarves in uniform.]

3. When encountering a creature of another species dressed in a prison guard uniform, do not believe anything it says. If necessary, even ignore it, pretend it doesn't exist even if it points a gun at you.

It's obvious that this three-meter-tall man couldn't possibly be a dwarf.

He's the kind of prison guard that the rules say you have to ignore!

Upon realizing this, the two quickly looked away.

Unexpectedly, Wu Wang strode towards the giant prison guard.

He then placed his hand on the other person's thigh and said lazily, "Don't be so nervous. This guy isn't here to arrest you; he's here to arrest me."

However, he doesn't seem afraid of being arrested at all.

Even out of the corner of his eye, Bei Lang didn't see that the giant prison guard intended to make a move.

"Did you know that the dwarves really do enjoy drinking, just like in the stories?"

“If you see a dwarf drinking something, whatever he says is in the cup, it is definitely wine.”

"Of course, if you see a dwarf drinking milk..."

"Don't worry, he's a dwarf too."

"He just wants to grow taller, hahaha! Maybe this guy is just a dwarf who grew taller?"

After saying that, Wu Wang laughed heartily and patted the other person's thigh.

Then he walked outside with a flourish.

His face beamed with uncontrollable joy.

This giant prison guard appears every time he replaces someone else.

As he had said before, those criminals would begin to decay simply by having their shadow bodies replaced.

This giant prison guard uses this mechanism to pinpoint his location.

He will attack the souls of those who are corrupting in a brutal way.

Until the other person completely breaks down mentally and commits suicide.

So, this guy was actually the direct cause of the suicide of the serious offender in the special room.

Of course, the root cause was that his replacement attracted the giant prison guards.

Who told me this room was a curse to me?

If I don't leave as someone else, I'll start to dissipate as soon as I step out of this room, let alone escape from this damned place!

Now my wish is finally about to come true!
The body showed no signs of decay, which meant the giant guards couldn't lock onto it!

"What a perfect replacement!" Wu Wang couldn't help but chuckle. "I've even picked up this kid's sense of humor, hahaha!"

call--

Suddenly, a strong whooshing sound came from behind.

Wu Wang subconsciously merged his entire body into his own shadow like liquid, thus dodging the attack that was aimed at his head.

"What's going on? The body isn't decaying, is it?"

Wu Wang, who had climbed out of the shadows again using the [Shadow Interaction Technique], frowned in confusion.

The one who attacked him just now was a giant prison guard.

If he had actually been hit on the head, his soul would probably have been completely shattered.

Yes, Wu's own soul was not erased with the replacement; the little black boy simply put it into a state of perpetual slumber, burying it deep in the corner of his consciousness.

Simply put, the kid stole the other person's account while they were offline.

But what if the account is cancelled?

The hacker had no way to recover the account.

Therefore, he couldn't let Wu Wang's soul be shattered by the giant prison guard, otherwise he would fall out of this body and return to the room.

huh-huh-

The giant remained silent, only throwing punches relentlessly.

The little black boy controlled Wu Wang's body, making him dodge and weave awkwardly.

The little black boy naturally had no idea why this was happening.

After all, he couldn't see anything like charm, and he couldn't understand how someone's charm could be so low that any NPC would feel disgusted at first sight.

This is especially true for NPCs like the Giant Prison Guard, who are inherently incapable of communication and whose sole purpose in patrolling the corridors is to shatter the souls of those attempting to escape.

There's only one kind of disgust he can produce—

That is an attack.

"Damn it! If I can't afford to mess with them, can't I at least avoid them?" Wu Wang cursed as he jumped up, preparing to dodge the punch.

Unexpectedly, the moment he jumped...

His head was firmly embedded in the special effects subtitle of the word "Whoosh—".

Just kidding. The effects of the set [for entertainment purposes] are starting to kick in.

Wu Wang's exaggerated movements will trigger various subtitle effects that can be instantly displayed.

These things appear very abruptly.

Even Wu Wang himself took some time to get used to the fact that the occasional flashing subtitle effects wouldn't affect his movements.

The little black boy who had just taken over his body was naturally unable to react.

The sudden impact jolted him and nearly hit him.

He rolled several times on the ground in a disheveled state to dodge the attack.

"What the hell?! Is this guy poisonous?"

However, just as the little black boy couldn't help but complain about Wu Wang's body, which seemed to attract bad luck like a virus.

He suddenly found his hand inexplicably heavy.

It seems that an invisible sphere has appeared.

This left the little black boy somewhat bewildered.

What the hell?

Clown hair accessory

[While wearing this equipment, the wearer will unconsciously perform acrobatic acts for two minutes, with the trigger time being random. Each time the act takes place, an invisible bomb will be generated in your hand. If you cannot pass the bomb to someone else through physical performance within two minutes, it will detonate in your hand. After passing it to someone else, the bomb will disappear, and the wearer will gain a temporary attribute bonus.]

This is also a side effect of the set.

The two-minute countdown to the bomb detonation has begun.

The little black boy was completely unaware of this.

He was still pondering what exactly was wrong with this body.

"Damn it! How did this kid even survive until now?"

"Is he some kind of jinx reincarnated?"

(End of this chapter)