Thriller Game: Crazy Beauty Abducts Evil God Online

"Hey, what do you mean by this, Nanxi?"

Faced with these sudden words, Wu San's eyes widened, and he scratched the back of his head blankly, as if he couldn't understand the meaning of the words.

Others also had some doubts.

In fact, the first thing everyone does after entering this instance is to check out their fellow instance players.

They might be wary of others, but when facing Wu San, they would subconsciously ignore him.

Nanxi, second.

Sun Bai, fourth.

Song Miaomiao, ninth.

There are already three players in the top ten of the player leaderboard, so who would care about the player ranked ninety-eighth?

In Sun Bai's eyes, Wu San's entry into this instance was more like that of an unlucky spectator who was randomly selected to enter such a five-star instance.

Why would Nanxi mention Wu San, who has always seemed like a background character, at this moment?

"Sun Bai, when you got that wooden plaque just now, were the words on it really hard to read?" Nanxi didn't answer, but instead changed the subject and asked Sun Bai.

Sun Bai paused for a moment: "It is a bit complicated, but..."

"But it's not to the point of being unrecognizable, is it?"

Nanxi's light and airy words were like a sharp sword, piercing into Sun Bai's heart.

Yes.

So much had just happened that Sun Bai had forgotten this detail.

The small wooden plaque Wu San gave himself had rather complex characters engraved on it, but it wasn't so illegible that it was impossible for anyone to recognize it.

If it were really that complicated, then Sun Bai wouldn't have been able to finish a sentence in one breath, albeit intermittently.

If that's the case, then it means...

"puff."

That was the sound of a sharp dagger piercing Sun Bai's lower back.

Having just experienced what happened, Sun Bai was already weak all over, and at this moment he slowly turned his head in disbelief.

It was right beside me.

The terrified and innocent look on Wu San's face was gone. His youthful appearance seemed to carry a hint of annoyance. His eyelids drooped, and he slowly drew the dagger from his hand, then leaped away, widening the distance between himself and Sun Bai.

"Oh, so Nanxi, you only found me at this wooden sign?"

"Then there's really no way... I thought my acting was pretty good throughout, after all, it's tiring to play someone with such abundant energy."

He seemed like a completely different person, muttering something to himself.

What?! It really is Wu San?!

I thought Wu San was a really naive and unlucky guy, but it turns out the most naive person is actually me!

You're not the only one who's been scammed...

[Damn it, I was fooled too. I even genuinely felt sorry for Wu San.]

Wu San, you've done absolutely terrible things!

"Wu San? No, you're not Wu San!"

The passerby was also shocked, but soon another name appeared in her mind: "You are not Wu San at all, you are Su Cheng, ranked tenth on the leaderboard, skilled in disguise, cunning in your actions, frequently betraying your teammates, using someone else's identity every time you enter a dungeon, and very few people even know what you really look like..."

The more information the passerby revealed, the colder he felt.

This person is no good.

Also.

Why didn't she think of that at first? According to the matchmaking rules of horror games, even if low-level players are randomly selected to enter the dungeon, the difference wouldn't be this large.

How is it possible that all the other players in the dungeon are in the top 30 of the leaderboard, and then suddenly someone ranked 98th appears?!

Wu San, or rather, he should now be called by his real name, Su Cheng, showed a hint of surprise on his face: "I didn't expect you to be so capable, not knowing so much about me. Those who knew some of my information in the dungeon must have all died there, right?"

He was very puzzled by this.

That kind of doubt is even more chilling.

"Su Cheng, you!"

Sun Bai managed to utter only two or three words before coughing up a mouthful of blood. He lost control of himself and collapsed to his knees.

I felt the life force growing weaker and weaker.

Sun Bai never expected that with his formidable strength, he would ultimately fall to the hands of the dungeon players.

Those eyes bulged and bloodshot, staring intently at Su Cheng, before finally collapsing to the ground with a thud.

at the same time.

Sun Bai's live stream room was shut down at this moment, signifying that the owner of the live stream room had died.

Who is this guy, Su Cheng?

[They're all human, all players, why are they attacking their own people?!]

[Damn, I rushed over to check. A lot of people still thought this was really Wu San's livestream. Just two hours ago, another real Wu San entered the instance, and both Wu San's livestreams started, but nobody noticed anything was wrong. I only realized it when it happened just now.]

[This guy named Su Cheng definitely did it on purpose, deliberately choosing to impersonate Wu San while he was resting!]

[I'm so angry! I'm so angry! How can there be such an inhumane player? They're a player themselves, yet they still hurt other players!]

There are all sorts of people in this world, haven't you forgotten? Back in the mental hospital instance, there was also a depraved and inhumane character, but he was severely punished!

"Su Cheng, why did you do this?!"

Not only the viewers in the chat, but even a random player couldn't help but question, "According to the information I've gathered, many times it's not out of necessity, but rather you deliberately persecute other players!"

Why do some people, after entering a dungeon, not immediately complete the quest, but instead backstab their companions?

Despite the passerby's angry questioning, Su Cheng didn't look at him at all.

He looked towards Nanxi.

He was filled with a sense of dejection, but his gaze couldn't help but be fixed on Nanxi.

For Su Cheng, Nanxi's presence is also an extremely rare teammate.

It's just a pity that such a person is destined to die in this instance.

Why was she so unlucky as to end up in the same instance as me?

"It's not a small wooden sign."

The beautiful woman who had been watching suddenly spoke, causing Su Cheng to pause in surprise.

He quickly realized that Nanxi was responding to his initial question, asking if he had given himself away because of the small wooden sign.

"I already suspected you before the small wooden sign, but this incident has made me even more certain of your identity."

Nanxi raised her eyebrows, and as she spoke, a gentle breeze blew by, stirring the stray hairs at the ends of her hair.

Su Cheng couldn't help but ask, "Are there any other places?"

He didn't think he had any other flaws.

Nanxi said, "In this five-star dungeon, we've progressed to this point. Besides Xiaohua, do you see any other NPCs who have survived? And if you really are ranked ninety-eighth, what makes you think you could have survived?"

Sun Bai was injured, and Sun Meng died.

Only "Wu San" suffered negligible harm, almost as if it were to clear his name of suspicion.

If it's the real Wu San, he should be here.

These doubts, along with other doubts, enabled Nanxi to point out Wu San's name when the accident occurred.

"So that's why..."

Su Cheng suddenly realized that he had overacted and hadn't thought of these things.

His gaze toward Nanxi gradually changed, then he gave a cold laugh, "That's right, now I can admit it directly, it was indeed me who made a deal with the Evil Buddha, as long as all of you die here, that's enough."

It was because of this transaction.

Only then could he tamper with Song Miaomiao's actions, killing two birds with one stone by eliminating both Song Miaomiao and Sun Bai.

Unfortunately, Sun Bai was killed by his own hands, which will turn Sun Bai into an evil spirit that will soon come back to seek revenge.

"Why?" Nanxi asked.

After all, what good can come of someone who makes a deal with the devil?

Even killing other players wouldn't allow Su Cheng to survive in such a five-star dungeon.

The passerby also looked over again.

Su Cheng, still wearing Wu San's face, approached the window step by step, then chuckled and left a message.

"As you should know, many people are able to draw talents when they enter a dungeon."

"My innate ability is 'selfishness.' In any dungeon, as long as I am the only player left in the dungeon, I can complete the mission directly."

The words fell.

Su Cheng jumped out of the window and his figure quickly disappeared.

Only two people remained in the side hall.

There were five people who had just entered the side hall, but in the blink of an eye, only two remained.

"Selfish..." Passerby A muttered to himself, feeling a chill run through him.

No wonder...

No wonder Su Cheng performed so well in the dungeons along the way...

[This is insane! How can anyone possess such a talent?!]

[Ahem... Actually, when you say that, you can look at our Sister Nan; her talent is quite impressive too.]

What I mean is, how can someone have such a bizarre talent, specifically designed to kill their own kind?

[I remember, when we first entered the castle, there was a guy who seemed to have such a tool. I didn't even have a chance to attack him before he was killed. I never expected him to have such talent; it's practically cheating! I'd call him the chosen traitor!]

[...it's defying the heavens.]

[No wonder, so for Su Cheng, the more difficult the high-star dungeon, the more cost-effective it is to betray his companions...]

[Even if Su Cheng didn't do this in the five-star dungeon, wouldn't those players still die? They might as well be killed by Su Cheng.]

[You upstairs, do you have any conscience? You beast!]

Nanxi was unaware that the comments section was erupting in heated debate over this very issue.

This matter surprised her somewhat, but not that much.

"Hey passerby, let's get ready to go out."

Passerby A was stunned for a moment, "Nanxi, you accepted this so quickly..."

"unimportant."

Nanxi interrupted the passerby directly, a hint of coldness flashing in her beautiful eyes, and her lips curving slightly. "None of that matters. I only know one thing: if anyone stands in my way, I'll take care of getting rid of them."

others.

Regardless of whether they are ghosts or monsters, what kind of talent they possess, or even what kind of player they are.

None of that matters to Nanxi.

Those exceptionally firm words were like a sharp blade piercing the heart of the passerby. Stunned, he momentarily forgot what had just happened, and only after regaining his senses did he nod blankly, "Okay, then let's go out..."

"There will be another fierce battle after we get out."

Nanxi's words were quite understated.

Having been surprised by so many things, the passerby finally humbly asked again, "How so?"

Nanxi stepped forward and said, "Song Miaomiao and Sun Bai are dead, and Su Cheng has been exposed, so I think... the one in the main hall might not be able to continue acting?"

As they talked, the two walked out of the side hall.

Passerby A looked towards the door and understood what Nanxi meant by those words.

Outside.

Those were densely packed figures, all of them monks dressed in robes, their heads bald with six ordination scars on their heads.

They looked like monks, but everyone's eyes had lost their light, like stiff corpses, and they were just piled together staring at Nanxi in the side hall.

His eyes were gleaming green.

It was all the monks of the Jing Shui Ancient Temple gathered here, and the people standing at the very front were none other than the fat and thin monks and the abbot.

"I told you, it would be quite lively once we get out here."

Nanxi's eyelashes didn't even tremble; she just spoke with a smile.

[Damn, it's because the player's team has been dismantled, so that evil Buddha isn't afraid of them at all now.]

[Now that only Nanxi and Passerby A are left, there's really no need to act anymore.]

[They're planning to use sheer numbers!]

All the densely packed zombie monks suddenly spoke at the same time, uttering the same voice.

"Nanxi, I've come to find you."