I Kill Gods in Escape Game

Chapter 45 Werewolf 8
Lin Yuan used his hands to push the stunned detective away, his eyebrows curved: "Fortunately, I just faked it."

This time, No. 4 had no way to retreat and could only watch Lin Yuan rush forward. She drank the bloody wine and golden light appeared in her palms.

Knife up and down.

The golden sword light filled the sight, and the world seemed to become golden.

Dark red liquid and golden light intertwined, crackling sounds of something being burned came from the flames, the high temperature made people unconscious, and everything in the fire was like a feast of money blooming in blood.

The moment number four turned into a puppet, a floating civilian card instantly shattered, and Lin Yuan seemed to hear the sound of gold coins falling to the ground.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding.

Crisp and pleasant, extremely beautiful.

[Title: Bounty Hunter]

[Feature: Soul Selling: You harvest four souls in this instance and receive 500*4 gold coins]

[Note: There is no high or low in souls, everyone’s soul has the same price]

As the last bounty target returned, the number of gold marks on the panel turned into three.

The game prompt sound rang in my ears.

[This Werewolf game is over, the final winner is...]

[——Bounty Hunter! ]

[The remaining players in the other camps will enter the death process later. You have one minute of buffer time to tidy up your appearance...]

[This is how competitive games work. One side is the winner and the rest are victims.]

*
At the same time, in the wine cellar of Darknight Castle.

The smell of high-purity alcohol filled the air. The neatly arranged barrels were now in disarray, with huge gaps cut into many of them.

The wine spilled all over the floor, covering up the bloody smell in the air.

The puppet of werewolf number five lay quietly on the ground, covered with wounds. It seemed that he had experienced a desperate fight before his death.

If the sheriff's knife had been sharper, the story might have been different.

Xue Qing curled up with a knife stuck in her waist. She pressed her whole body weight against the wall and could barely stand.

Xue Qing was a little dazed when she heard the announcement about the winner of the game.

Number 7 Lin Yuan is actually a bounty hunter...

Xue Qing breathed hard and forced herself to concentrate.

No, it doesn't matter, it's all over.

She voluntarily became a player and was about to die.

Tears actually fell from that stern face. Xue Qing turned over her stiff arms. The back of her hands were covered with a mixture of blood and tears, and were icy cold.

...Players are all going to die.

This thought suddenly popped up in Xue Qing's mind.

Like her father, as one of the earliest players, even if he became one of the most advanced adventurers, even if he had the ability to marry and have children in the territory of the indigenous people.

You will die too, in any copy, no matter how glorious your life was.

The descendants of players and indigenous people are an awkward existence in the sailing world. Players are scheming among themselves and cannot even tolerate their own people, let alone the illegitimate offspring of other players.

The indigenous people were also unwilling to accept such "mixed-race children" because they considered it a racial invasion.

Xue Qing's family was driven out of their original residence.

——In the end, it was the Inquisition that was willing to accept her.

The Inquisition raised her and her brother, but the price was that they had to choose to become "special players" when they came of age.

The special players active in the dungeon are making profits for the indigenous people of the sailing world.

Even though she had known that the day would come when she would die, Xue Qing couldn't help but think that this day had come too early.

She didn't care much about her own life and death, but she was worried about her relatives who were still alive.

The hand wrapped in black gloves moved slightly, and a chain with a cold glow gradually appeared. [Props: Soul Chain]

[Feature: You can specify one person in the copy and briefly appear in front of him/her as a soul]

[Note: The Tribunal is a special configuration for players, and is necessary for leaving last words]

"Designate...the only winner of this game, Lin Yuan."

*
The one-minute countdown hasn't even ended yet, and the showroom is in a mess.

Lin Yuan pulled a chair over. She felt uncomfortable sitting there. She looked at the detective who was barely alive. "You are actually quite capable. It's a pity..."

"Under the powerful slaughter of three swords, the game is over before you, as a detective, have a chance to play a role."

Fortunately, she played it safe and did not activate the bounty skill directly, otherwise she would have hit the wrong person and would have been really doomed.

Number Six forced himself to raise the corner of his mouth, gave a wry smile, and said nothing.

Lin Yuan rested his chin on his palm out of boredom. At this moment, a shadow flashed twice, and Xue Qing's image gradually became clear.

She blinked, and information about soul chains automatically appeared on the panel.

"Lin Yuan." Xue Qing said.

As the person who indirectly killed the other party, Lin Yuan's eyes turned cold and he didn't know what to say.

According to normal interpersonal communication, she should say sorry now and show full remorse and apology.

But Lin Yuan couldn't imagine himself doing that kind of thing.

Moreover, she felt that she had neither the qualifications nor the position to say "sorry".

In the end, the light in Lin Yuan's eyes turned again and again, but he didn't say a word to express his sadness.

He caught a glimpse of Xue Qing's pitiful look and his lips moved.

"You are going to die, don't you feel sad?"

Xue Qing asked back: "I know there will always be a day when I become a player. Isn't it the same for all you players?"

Lin Yuan raised his eyelids: "You...players?"

Xue Qing revealed her entire history.

It turns out that there is a group of special players in the Tribunal. Like ordinary players, they all have to enter the dungeon, but the resources and intelligence they finally obtain have to be handed over to the Tribunal.

“Lin Yuan, if we hadn’t entered a dungeon where we had to decide who would win or lose, the identities we obtained in the dungeon would most likely be able to influence the life and death of other players.”

"For example, if a regular player plays the criminal, we usually play the sheriff who arrests the criminal."

Xue Qing openly stated the characteristics of the player team formed by the Inquisition because she still needed Lin Yuan's help.

"You can also... call these players who are even rarer than the Kill Line players the Judgment Line players."

The time was limited to one minute, and Xue Qing did not have time to explain in detail, so she put forward her request first.

A strangely shaped crescent-shaped key appeared in the phantom's hand. Lin Yuan took a glance at it and took it.

[Item: The Original Key]

[With this token, you can freely go to the South City of Star City]

"Lin Yuan, this is the token to enter the South City District. Go to the court over there, take my belongings and bring them to my family."

"The reward is this token..."

"please……"

Xue Qing's shadow became more and more vague, and her voice became smaller and smaller, almost inaudible.

The effort to make a sound nearly cost her her life.

But she waited for Lin Yuan's response for a long time and her consciousness was about to fade away.

The usually cold man, with his elbow on the table, tilted his head, and supported his head with one hand, finally spoke:
"it is good."

(End of this chapter)