Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 219: Corpse as a Sacrifice
"Is this person really okay?"

"He seems to have some kind of prop on him that blocks his 'human smell', but I don't smell any 'ghost smell' from him either, so it should be fine for now."

"What if something goes wrong again? Who will wear the mask?"

"..."

Wu Wang led the way in front.

The people behind were talking about it.

Their voices were not small, and they were basically not avoiding Wu Wang, but instead allowed him to hear the content of the conversation.

First, if the widow really has a problem at this moment, she might reveal something when she hears that everyone is starting to suspect her.

Secondly, I really want to discuss it in case something happens to the widow in the future.

Who will wear the human skin mask?

Because they don't have the ability of red vertical pupils to see through illusions.

Therefore, we can only speculate that someone must be wearing the human skin mask to lead others into the Nuo Opera House.

Otherwise, it would be better if they were driven out again because of the previous dilemma.

They were afraid that there would be a ghost wall that wouldn't let them leave.

Everyone is trapped in this hellhole, and more troubles are bound to arise out of nowhere.

"Well, since you don't trust my judgment, if something happens to him later, the next person wearing a mask will be me, okay?" The servant said with a sigh.

He spread his hands helplessly, as if saying, "If you don't believe it, why are you asking me?"

But there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

"People make mistakes, horses make errors, and you made a wrong judgment once. How can you expect them to trust you completely?" Wu Wang said happily in front.

When everyone heard this, they looked at Wu Wang with a little more approval.

This is more likely to be me.

Because Wu Wang should be referring to the previous performance of "Changbanpo" when the servant judged that he was not on the stage, but the next second Wu Wang jumped out of the prince's arms and slapped him in the face.

After hearing his words, the servant boy also responded with a smile: "Brother, it should be said that people make mistakes and horses stumble."

Unexpectedly, Wu Wang shook his head and denied it.

"I don't know if it's hands or not, but now we really have hooves."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Biluo exclaimed, "My hand! My hand!"

Everyone looked over in confusion.

It was discovered that Qiao Biluo only had one arm left, and the palm of her hand did not have the five fingers of a human.

Instead, it was the fatty pig's trotters that were swinging.

They quickly raised their hands.

I was shocked to find that my hands had grown some coarse hair and cuticles without me noticing, and it looked like they were about to stick together to become some animal's hoof.

"Is this some kind of curse?" Zi Jin frowned and stuck the talisman that he had just prepared to use against Wu Wang on his arm.

However, there was no reaction, and her palm continued to degenerate towards the hoof.

This made her very shocked.

"It's not a curse! What is this!?"

His talisman paper was considered the top-level item at the [Epic] level, and it was only a step away from being comparable to a [Legendary] level item.

After going through dozens of copies, large and small, any cursed existence, including ordinary ghosts, will be severely damaged or even dissipated the moment it touches the talisman paper.

That's why she was planning to stick to Wu Wang to determine whether this boy was possessed or cursed.

If there is no reaction now, then it can only be said that this is not a curse.

But it is some unknown power!
"This is a blessing, but we're not the ones being blessed." The servant narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "It seems we've become sacrifices."

"Although it's a bit strange, it's essentially the power of a [blessing], so you can't dispel it. After all, where can you find talismans to dispel a [blessing]?"

The others were stunned when they heard this.

Blessing? You call this kind of change a blessing?

Whose blessing is to turn human hands into pig’s trotters!
Ignore other people's strangeness.

The servant boy strode forward to Wu Wang and looked at him with a serious expression.

Then he said with certainty: "You saw where the body was, right? Only you can see it."

Wu Wang turned his head and looked at the feminine man who had been hiding his strength.

He said jokingly, "Do you mean 'corpse' or 'corpse'? I saw both."

This sentence sounds awkward and strange.

But the servant understood what he was saying.

He turned around and explained to everyone: "Nuo opera is a form of opera that originated from sacrificial culture."

"Although in a sense, most operas have the same origin, the performance of Nuo opera is more closely related to sacrificial rites, also known as the so-called shaman dance."

"In ancient sacrificial rituals, there was a method called 'using corpses as sacrifices'."

"The 'corpse' here does not refer to a corpse, but rather to the person who acts as a ghost or god during a sacrifice and accepts the sacrifice on their behalf."

"The 'corpse' with the word 'death' in it represents a corpse. Now that everyone has seen it, has the sacrifice begun?" After saying that, he looked at Wu Wang again.

The other party's words just now revealed that there was indeed something nearby that they could not see.

This also made the other players feel creepy.

I couldn't help but look around.

But apart from the tattered stage not far away, a few strange wooden pillars, and a few rags rustling in the cold wind, there was nothing else.

In addition, there were almost a hundred strange-looking ghost face masks scattered all over the floor.

They saw nothing.

Everything was so dead silent.

The corpses and sacrifices came from nowhere.

Xiao Xiao couldn't help but step forward and ask Wu Wang: "You... in your eyes, what is the situation in front of you?"

Wu Wang did not answer at first.

Instead, he carefully examined everything in front of him, trying to figure out what words to use to describe this bizarre scene.

In his eyes.

This was not a shabby stage, but a sacrificial platform as tall as a beacon tower. There were even flames shooting up into the sky from it, but the flames were a strange dark green color.

The strange wooden pillar looked like a torture device, with a man tied to the top.

The blue hair was very eye-catching, and it was obvious that he was the blue-haired executioner they were looking for.

There was naturally no movement when he was hung high up, after all, he was completely dead.

This is what Wu Wang called a "corpse", which means a dead body.

There was also a burly man with his upper body naked and a ghost-like mask on his face, who was dancing around the pillar in a strange way.

Many of his movements were beyond the reach of human limb flexibility, so much so that his ankles had been sprained multiple times and were showing signs of swelling and even necrosis.

But he didn't care.

He was holding a shield and a sword in his hands, striking and swinging them wildly, his movements equally exaggerated and wild.

He is the "corpse" mentioned by Wu Wang, that is, the person being sacrificed.

That's why I still think he might be a human.

Because even through the mask, Wu Wang could be seen from his burly figure and the injuries on the soles of his feet.

This guy was actually the [Li Wang] who was lying outside and had been carried away by the class owner!
At this time, there was a bold speculation that Wu would perish.

Li Wang is actually not completely dead yet!
Although his body remained outside, his soul had been stripped away and taken to the Nuo Opera House!

After all, the other players couldn't see him, which proved that Li Wang at the moment could not be said to belong to the world of the living.

But if we could take the soul out and put it back into the body.

Is there any hope for his resurrection?

When he thought of this, Wu Wang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Most likely it's too late.

The class leader has now had an in-depth and heartfelt conversation with Li Wang's corpse.

A body without a heart will be a tragedy if the soul returns and dissipates.

Of course, these two images alone are not considered weird.

The truly terrifying thing is—

Hundreds of ghost face masks seen by other players.

In Wu Wang's eyes, the whole place was filled with terrifying ghosts.

There are as many evil spirits as there are masks.

They have different shapes and are extremely strange.

They were surrounding the sacrificial altar and turned to look at the five uninvited guests who had accidentally entered this place.

Staring into the eyes of hundreds of pupils at the same time, even Wu Wang thought his San value was already very high.

I still feel a little tingling on my scalp.

My whole body felt stiff as if I had fallen into an ice cellar.

The eyes of the ghosts were filled with greed and ecstasy.

There was also a faint whisper coming from them.

"When people are in trouble...there is Nuo...Nuo dance begins...disasters and epidemics are averted!"

"Sacrifice..."

"arrive……"

"Let the show begin!"

　French fries wish you all a happy new year!
　　Please, don't let others step over you or over others to celebrate New Year's Eve tonight, okay?

　　Let’s just celebrate the New Year peacefully and don’t set off firecrackers.

　　Otherwise, damn it, I will call the police to arrest you!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)