Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 454 Defeat CG
"Damn it! Damn it! What is this thing? I can't shake it off!"

While desperately dodging the giant prison guards' attacks, Wu Wang frantically flung his arms, trying to throw the invisible sphere away.

However, no matter how he waved his hands.

That heavy feeling will always remain.

This discomfort further hampered his movements, and he nearly got punched several times.

This is no joke; the giant prison guard's fist, in addition to inflicting massive physical damage, can also strike the very soul within the body.

Moreover, during this process, he also discovered that he was unable to utter any sound when he opened his mouth.

After all, the side effect of the [Clown Hair Accessory] is that it requires the user to deliver the bomb to others through physical gestures.

If you just start talking, then it doesn't count as body language.

Therefore, Wu Wang was unable to speak for those two minutes.

Of course, the little black boy still didn't know why.

He had a vague sense of unease, and deep down he seemed to want to get rid of what he was holding as soon as possible.

"I need to create some distance between myself and this guy!" he thought to himself.

The steps beneath my feet gradually became unreal.

【Tiangang Seven Star Steps】!
Another skill that should have belonged to Wu Wang was used under the control of the little black boy.

This also proves that the little black boy is becoming more and more accustomed to controlling this body.

brush--

In an instant, several figures of Wu Wang appeared in the corridor.

They looked at each other and then ran off in different directions.

The Demon Prison is, after all, a super prison that houses criminals from different dungeon worlds. Its internal structure is so vast that even with a map, someone unfamiliar with it can easily get lost.

The corridor is not a straight path.

Instead, it's like a maze, intricately leading to various different areas.

The targets suddenly increased in number and moved to different locations.

The giant prison guard merely tilted his head.

The next second, his figure, still shrouded in the red glow of the special room, began to crack.

One is divided into two, two into four, four into sixteen.

In the blink of an eye, the number of giant prison guards even reached twice the number of Wu Wang's clones.

"His face... seems different?" Bei Lang frowned and whispered as he looked at the giant prison guard who was about to chase after Wu Wang.

Baili Dao also immediately noticed the problem.

The original giant prison guard had a face with no expression, covered by an iron mask.

However, the giant prison guards who have now split off are not.

Among them were burly men with fleshy, human-like faces and unshaven beards; monstrous faces that resembled a mixture of various animal features; bronze faces with blue faces and fangs, gleaming with a metallic sheen, like tomb guardian beasts; slime-like faces covered in a sticky substance that seemed to be made of some kind of liquid; and eerie prison guards whose heads were empty except for a wisp of will-o'-the-wisp floating in mid-air...

Sixteen giant prison guards, each unique and peculiar.

At that moment, Baili Dao and Beilang suddenly realized why the rules of the Demon Prison only described the giant prison guard as "a species of other races wearing prison guard uniforms," ​​rather than accurately describing a prison guard wearing an iron mask.

Because his species may truly be undefinable.

"Damn it! There are even non-carbon-based life forms among them!" Baili Dao cursed as he looked at the split giant prison guards, some of whom were even gaseous.

This thing, if placed in other dungeons, would probably be more than enough to be the final boss, right?
How come he's just a prison guard in this prison?
What kind of awful place is that Devil's Prison?!
Below them are dwarf prison guards who seem to have no fighting ability themselves and can only threaten criminals with weapons.

Above that, however, there exist giant prison guards, monsters so powerful that it's impossible to imagine how they could be defeated.

In their astonishment, they saw the giant prison guards move.

They ran in pairs, chasing after the eight Wu men who had fled in different directions.

What's even more despairing is that these giant prison guards disappeared again after leaving the red glow of the strange light bulb.

All that could be heard was the sound of their running echoing down the corridor.

In other words, Wu Wang is now facing not only giant prison guards of different shapes and abilities, but also the fact that he can't even see where they are.

"Is this instance... really designed to let people escape?" North Wolf couldn't help but swallow hard and sigh.

Although the little black boy just said that the giant prison guards were there to keep an eye on it, who knows if these things will come out to stop the players if they try to escape?

This difficulty level is impossible to play!
"So, can we get out or not?" Baili Dao placed his hand on the large iron gate that the giant prison guard had forcibly torn open, ready to walk out at any moment.

North Wolf took a deep breath and said with a firm gaze, "Let's go! Why not go out? This kind of opportunity to leave the cell temporarily as a free person is something you can't find in areas where criminals are normally detained! We can take this opportunity to explore more of the unknown areas of this prison."

"Besides, the widow is Yan Shuangying's student, and I still owe Boss Yan my life. How can I turn a blind eye? I have to find a way to save him."

It can only be said that these two are indeed worthy of being the team that Xie Zhi personally trained.

Faced with such a desperate situation, they were filled with emotion, but they still did not give up on saving their companions.

And so, the two of them secretly slipped out under the cover of night.

After they left.

The damaged bed in the room began to be restored to its original state, and the traces of blood on the floor gradually disappeared, with only the eerie red light still shining.

Until a palm-shaped shadow covered the light bulb, and it began to rotate as it slowly twisted.

Finally, the light bulb was removed.

It fell directly to the ground with a thud.

The room was plunged into darkness once more.

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Meanwhile, the little black boy had arrived at the detention area for normal criminals.

Even if there is any movement here after nightfall, it is at most the dull sound of footsteps.

Perhaps they are giant prison guards, or perhaps they are normal dwarf prison guards.

In short, criminals are used to the sound of footsteps.

But the little black boy made a huge commotion as he stumbled and rushed over.

This also led most criminals to hide behind the transparent door and secretly observe something.

They were also curious about what was happening outside.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, that arrogant figure rushed out from the end of the corridor.

"Haha! Let's all come out and have some fun!"

Strangely, the sound did not come from its mouth, but from a lower place, even close to the ground.

The one speaking is... this guy's shadow!?

The next second, as he ran, his hands reached out and touched the surrounding light bulbs one by one.

Each time it touched a lamp, it made a clicking sound as if it was struggling to keep up with the load.

In the blink of an eye, the little black boy, with Wu Wang's physical abilities, ran across the corridor that was over a thousand meters long.

Before the other criminals could even react, they realized what was happening.

Then the first cracking sound was heard.

boom--

The first light bulb that was touched exploded.

The light bursting forth at the moment of the explosion vaguely illuminated two blurry, enormous figures in the corridor.

"As expected, you're not willing to let me go so easily." The little black boy shook his head helplessly.

He spread his hands, then changed his tone, saying, "But in the event of a major riot, would you still be able to find me?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a series of explosions rang out.

bang-bang-bang-

In the blink of an eye, the entire corridor was plunged into darkness.

The criminals were terrified by this scene.

Yes, they were indeed extremely lawless and arrogant outside, and each of them was arrested here because they committed extremely serious crimes.

However, the years of confinement in the Devil's Prison have instilled an indelible psychological shadow on the word "rules" in the criminals.

9. Ensure your cell light is always on. If the light goes out, notify the dwarf guards as quickly as possible to come and repair it.

Everyone knew that something bad would happen if the lights were turned off.

They don't even dare to breathe loudly now.

Until one of the prisoners in the cell cried out in alarm, "The door...the door is gone?"

Everyone then turned to look.

Because the criminals come from different dungeon worlds, some species can see clearly even in the dark.

They clearly saw a criminal who had been lying on the transparent door suddenly fall to the ground.

The upper body of the person was already outside the door.

This scene stirred up the long-dormant unease within the criminals.

Finally, one of the criminals stepped towards the door.

Thump— There was no obstruction.

He successfully made it outside the cell.

The door is really gone!
The little black boy chuckled at the end of the corridor, "Actually, that thing isn't anything high-tech; it's just a form of observation."

"The light bulbs you're talking about are like the visual nerves of the devil's prison; it's under its gaze that every cell has a door."

"When the light goes out, the demon goes blind, and the door naturally ceases to exist."

"Now! My friends! Let's cheer!"

These words completely enraged the criminals.

They rushed out of the cell one after another.

They surged toward all that was knowable or unknowable.

A riot, never before seen in the Devil's Prison, is brewing.

This is just a small area of ​​the Devil's Prison where criminals are held; there are many more places where even more criminals reside.

The little black boy mingled into the crowd, intending to free all the criminals first.

After all, it's the only thing here that can break the light bulb.

Other criminals, let alone unarmed, or even armed, would be unable to destroy the light bulb.

This has nothing to do with power; it's simply the "rules" of the Demon Prison.

Of course, the little black boy was not the kind of kind person who intended to set criminals free.

It just wants to use these guys as scapegoats.

Although the giant prison guards cannot be seen, they truly exist inside this prison.

The more crowded and chaotic the crowd, the easier it is to spot the giant prison guard.

In response, the little black boy looked behind him.

Sure enough, two slightly empty areas inexplicably appeared in the middle of the group of criminals.

Furthermore, these two open areas were moving closer to them, and the criminals they encountered along the way inexplicably fell to the ground and remained motionless.

Clearly, the giant prison guard is attacking anyone who tries to stop him.

"Being busy is good," the little black boy laughed. "You'll have a lot to do next."

It seems to be in response to its words.

While the criminals were rampaging through other areas of the prison and causing destruction, the inmates were also making a rash move.

Screams could be heard from time to time.

In this chaotic environment, almost no one noticed that the screaming criminals were convulsing after they fell to the ground.

Then it crawled up, twisting its limbs like a zombie, and began to frantically attack all the creatures around it.

Only the little black child can see it—

A ghostly figure, identical to the one that had appeared before it replaced Wu, began to emerge from the darkness.

They roared and howled as they surged toward the criminals.

The penetration drove the victim insane.

Yes, this is also a means of substitution or possession.

The difference is that these ghostly figures do not possess the clear consciousness of the little black boy.

They had only one thought in their minds—

That is destruction.

Destroy everything you see, destroy everything you encounter, destroy them themselves.

Just like what Wu Wang heard in the mine.

These ghostly figures lurking in the darkness of the demon prison have a strong tendency toward self-destruction.

They crave something to kill them.

Therefore, after infiltrating and controlling someone else's body, it will destroy itself at any cost.

Pure suicide truck.

Of course, the most crucial point is that the body of the possessed being will also begin to decay.

The giant prison guard's target acquisition mechanism will then be transferred to the little black boy.

In this way, it can release more criminals and ghosts.

Create more scapegoats until you find an exit from the demon prison!
"Hahahaha! That's it! Die in my place..."

boom--

The little black boy's arrogant laughter was interrupted halfway through by a deafening explosion.

In the darkness, Wu Wang's face turned pitch black once more.

But this time it's not a matter of race or skin color.

Instead, they were blown to pieces, some even charred.

The side effects of the [Clown Hair Accessory] have hit their limit.

This thing won't actually kill the user.

Instead, it will blow the user to a state of severe injury.

The damage from this thing is unavoidable, and it's not just pure physical damage.

Instead, it's a noble percentage-based damage.

Anyone with basic gaming experience knows how valuable percentage-based damage is.

Not to mention Wu Wang's physical body has the passive ability of "copper skin and iron bones".

Even if he could become as solid as a city wall, he would still be severely injured by this explosion.

After all, that's how the code is written.

The little black boy, still not understanding the situation, struggled to crawl on the ground.

He staggered to his feet, panting heavily.

"Huff...huff...I thought I was going to die so inexplicably."

"I really didn't expect this guy's body to be so resilient."

He spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling the still relatively stable life force within his body, and Wu Wang's soul, which showed no signs of waking up.

The little black boy limped into a corner.

The plan is to connect this area to other areas where criminals are held.

Unexpectedly, they ran into two criminals as soon as they reached the stairs.

The man and woman looked at him with slight wariness.

The little black boy grinned instinctively and said, "Don't be nervous, friend. We're on the same side. How about we come with me to liberate more criminals?"

However, it had barely finished saying that sentence.

A hoarse voice rang out behind the man and woman: "Don't let him go! This is the prison guard spy hidden among you! Shoot!"

boom--

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a bullet was fired from the hand of the man closest to him.

Fortunately, the little black boy did not let his guard down even when he was still recovering from serious injuries.

The instant the bullet hits the forehead, use [Shadow Interaction] to create a hole so the bullet passes through and hits the wall.

This meticulous operation proves that it has completely taken control of Wu Wang's body.

Or rather, from this moment on.

It is the new Wu dynasty that has fallen.

"Don't kill him directly! I want to take him away for research! I must find out how this person so quickly extracted memory ore!" The hoarse voice continued.

Clearly, he was somewhat displeased with the man's initial action of shooting Wu Wang in the forehead.

The woman next to him clicked her tongue in response.

He said coldly, "Tian Can, what do you think?"

The man replied, "Control them first, take back the items in the storage room, and then kill them. Otherwise, even if we clear the level, the losses will be too great."

These two are none other than the Heavenly Cripple and the Earthly Flaw!
The thought of being controlled by them and having to let them conduct research and experiments on me was unbearable.

The little black boy, who had been trapped for his entire life, couldn't help but develop some PTSD.

Just then, a lazy voice sounded in his ear:

"Don't lose, or we'll get the defeat cutscene."

In response, the little black boy instinctively retorted, "Hmph! Of course I won't lose! How could I possibly give up this one-in-a-million perfect body!?"

The next second, it suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

I realized something very strange—

Who was speaking just now?

(End of this chapter)