There's definitely something wrong with this script.

Chapter 426 The Butler Is Brave
When the fight was raging outside, Xu Shuo was drinking grape juice and watching a play.

So far, the play has been predictable.

The only thing Xu Shuo didn't expect was that there was something wrong with Armand Lei, the housekeeper who signed a soul contract with Qi Lisi and handed over his body and mind to Prague Castle.

When he checked out the shell characters that might be corroded by the abyss, he naturally didn't let Armand Ray go, but the power of the other party came from Qi Lisi, and the two had an inseparable soul contract.

So Xu Shuo could know the state of Armand Ray with a little thought.

Well, no problem.

The "hunter" was indeed his mistake.

Because according to the example of "Five Star Hotel", after the shell character loses the player's guidance, during the period of script interpretation, the character will go through the program according to the rules set before the script space.

Perhaps the abyss will not take the opportunity to erupt until the players have all exited the subspace, and then devour the bait thrown out of the subspace!

In short, the incubation period is long.

It is not impossible to find out.

After all, the abyss is the abyss, even if the appearance is covered with a shell, as long as the disguise is removed, the madness and tyranny will be invisible!

Then, while it was still subject to the rules of the script's performance time period, it was directly strangled in its infancy!

It's just that Armand Ray didn't expect to discover the hunter's anomaly before him.

And this butler is very thoughtful, perhaps because he sensed his desire to replace the contracted soul, so he acted first, and he actually absorbed the power of the abyss!

This move Xu Shuo has to say is wonderful!

It's no wonder that Armand Thunder Housekeeper has the confidence to overthrow Qi Lisi's control and directly turn himself into the master.

However, the power of the abyss is not so easy to control, it is a twisted, chaotic, and completely disordered thing.

It confuses not only the objects it touches, but more frighteningly, it will affect people's thinking and rationality, and directly change your cognition!
Xu Shuo propped his chin, staring at the scene outside the palace in every possible way.

Facing the endless tricks of the three players, Armand Ray Steward has let go of himself and been eroded by the abyss.

Countless weird tentacles protruded from his body, and fleshy tumors swelled in his skin. The butler's dignified and elegant posture was extremely distorted at this moment, and he looked like an extremely ugly monster at a glance!

And behind him is the thick abyss darkness, in which countless evil spirits are biting and howling!

Therefore, even if Armand Thunder Steward finally defeats the players, in his current state, it is estimated that his sanity will not last long.

But one thing can be confirmed - Armand Ray Steward, should have been a player before.

After all, this script is quite special.

In order to successfully extract the high-level metamorphosis, first of all, the "director" in this world needs to subdue or directly eliminate the metamorphic elements inside, so the night witch should have gone through this process at the beginning.

When facing outsiders, the Night Witch usually drains their flesh and soul and uses them dry.

Therefore, in the entire subspace script, there should be no other existence except Qi Lisi, a self-aware soul.

In the end, the only ones who can enter this world are players.

Therefore, the object of contracting souls can only be players!

Xu Shuo didn't quite know how Armand Ray's housekeeper was retained in the first place. Anyway, in Qi Lisi's memory, after she bewitched Armand Ray and made a contract, there was another member in Prague Castle~
Subspace is equivalent to reincarnation. After a script is performed, the scene props and NPCs in it will be restored to factory settings and continue to be used.

When Xu Shuo searched his memories, he discovered that there was actually another butler in Prague Castle before the butler Armand Ray appeared.

According to the characteristics of this subspace, the identity of the former housekeeper can basically be guessed.

Unexpectedly, even if she lost her memory, Qi Lisi still insisted on her habit of exchanging a script for a housekeeper. Apart from her love for the Green Knight, she really likes the new and dislikes the old.

Xu Shuo: "..." He suddenly lost his mind.

However, it is clear that Armand Detonator is not a traditional bewitched person.

Qi Lisi is too lazy to take care of the castle by herself, but the soul contract is quite exhausting, so when a new butler appears, the old butler will be thrown into the blood pool without hesitation to become nutrients for Prague Castle in order to save effort.

Thinking about it this way, it's quite understandable for Armand Ray Steward to start the uprising.

He is much braver than the previous butlers!
Although if it weren't for the appearance of the abyss, he probably wouldn't be able to find a way to shield the soul contract.

And the reason why the abyss appears...

When Xu Shuo thought of this, he stopped his active thinking in time.

The abyss appears, what does it matter to him?
It's all the fault of the spicy chicken script space!

……

Seeing the fierce battle outside, Xu Shuo stood up from the seat that restrained him. The dark red dress on his body changed instantly, and he wore a short skirt with a white top and a black bottom.

The girl's face didn't change much, but it was less gorgeous and delicate, and more delicate and beautiful.

Qiuzi should be regarded as Xiaojiabiyu type, between pure and mature, with occasional surprises in her eyes, but not as aggressive as Qi Lisi.

Xu Shuo's figure disappeared into the darkness, but he quickly came out again after a while.

Xu Shuo: "..." The darkness of the abyss with monsters dormant, and the darkness of the abyss without monsters seem to have two flavors.

He felt as if he hated sneaking into the darkness of the abyss more and more. The chaotic elements, intertwined violence and depravity in it were particularly disgusting.

Forget it, let's directly control it remotely.

……

So, on the promenade outside the tower palace.

When the overwhelming darkness was about to overwhelm the traveling poet, the darkness seemed to be restrained by something, and suddenly stopped, and began to fluctuate strangely and violently.

The ferocious Armand Ray was bound to win, but at this moment, his expression was a little stunned.

what happened?

Why is his power out of control? !
Seeing this, the traveling poet seized the opportunity to quickly retreat, and retreated tens of meters to the entrance of the corridor stairs.

He shook his hand, and suddenly a pool of sticky black matter fell off his body and landed on the ground, looking disgusting.

"What happened to him?" The archaeologist looked at Armand Ray who was struggling not far away in doubt.

The current housekeeper can barely see the shape and appearance of a person.

"The power of the abyss is uncontrollable, and he probably couldn't control it for too long. You can see that none of the monsters have been summoned." The traveling poet said calmly, looking at the movement on the surrounding walls.

Fortunately, the monster behind the dark film is also used as a terrifying background, and there is no sign of breaking free and crawling out for the time being.

Otherwise it would be a catastrophe!

The archaeologist still has a bad face: "She is basically out of combat power now, and my attack won't work against that guy, you'd better think of a way."

The female student she was talking about earlier, An Lin is completely weak now and can't get up.

When the traveling poet heard the words, he suddenly looked at the archaeologist seriously and said, "Your explosion, there is a problem with the way of cultivation. Why is it all the impact of the accumulation surface, not the damage of the cultivation ability?"

Archaeologist: "..." You tm still started the class here, right? !
"How about we go to hell to study together?"

"..."

In the end, under the gnashing of teeth of the archaeologist, the traveling poet looked away embarrassingly, and put his eyes on the crossed epee in his hand.

……

(End of this chapter)