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Chapter 123 Chapter 120 "Next, I'll leave it to you."

...the clone died too many times.

The number of self-deaths is also too much.

Recently, his mental state has been getting worse and worse. Since the third world, he has felt a sense of dizziness that almost engulfed him. Although the discussion with Jasmine last night has eased, this discomfort has always been exist.

He leaned on the wall and stood up slowly.

...Maybe he is about to lose his mind, he must be firm soon.

Perhaps, in the next levels, he needs to find some props that can stabilize his mental state...

……

"Wow—"

The transmitted white light flashed.

Su Mingan returned to the long table, and the referendum session was over.

The voting information was completely hung on the long table, clearly showing everyone's voting object.

There was a flash in his eyes.

……

【（2）（5）（9）（11）（12）号玩家投票（3）号玩家】

[Player (3) votes for Player (5)]

【（1）（4）（6）（7）（10）号玩家弃票】

[Voting ends, player (3) has the most votes, and player (3) is out. 】

……

[Player (3) Edward, please post your last words, the last words should not exceed 90 seconds. 】

"!!"

Edward put his hands on the table and stood up.

The eyes of other players are also full of fear, only a few of them have a clear look on their faces.

It was clearly agreed to collectively abstain, but someone actually voted, and it seemed that there were quite a few of them.

... It was the werewolves who voted collectively.

They had also expected such a situation, but except for the exiled Andre, there were only three werewolves at most. Even if the tickets were redacted, they could buy one get one free at that time, and kill the exposed werewolves.

But... why, there are five votes?

On the long table, the voters had different expressions. Mizushima Chuanku tilted her head, her black hair covered her side face, Iris turned her eyes, her fingers bent unnaturally, Lin Jiang still lowered her head, but the shoulders No longer stirring up so frequently, Mizushima Chuanharu was all smiles, as if she had already expected this ending.

A clear puzzlement finally appeared on Edward's face. He looked at the people who voted and said angrily:
"It's not that you agreed to vote yourself, you, you actually--"

Edward is in the good guys camp.

Just yesterday during the day, he threatened Mizushima Chuanku and other werewolves with his background and asked them to disclose their identity information.He thought he was in control of the overall situation, knew the identities of the vast majority of people, and could dictate the vote.

The scene of a counterattack appeared vividly in front of him.

The werewolves did not promote him as he said.

Instead...without hesitation, they collectively voted Edward out.

"Edward, figure it out." Noel straightened his body, and his smile was very pure, as if he was happy for this interesting game: "This is no longer your Zhai Xing who is controlled by the group, this is--brand new Don’t think that your threats are still effective against us—the werewolf has already kidnapped us, my dear, you... have already lost.”

During the player's last words, other people were not allowed to intervene.

But the current situation is already obvious... Werewolves kidnapped people, and the number of werewolves was greater than or equal to good people, so no one stopped Noel's words.

The mayor stood at the very edge of the square, with his head lowered, and Jasmine's eyes also looked a bit sinister.

"Well...so that's it." Su Mingan looked at this scene and nodded: "So, the werewolves are, Noel, Mizushima Chuanku, Iris, Lin Jiang, and... Mizushima Chuanharu? Five werewolves? I Remember Mizushima Chuanharu is a good person I checked, you were coerced?"

"No—you're wrong, Su Mingan."

Mizushimagawa Haru suddenly interrupted him.

She bent her eyebrows, and her smile was extremely beautiful: "There has never been any coercion—in this game, in fact, there is an extremely beautiful love!"

"Love?" Su Mingan asked.

She spread her hands, looking a little crazy: "Even if I am a good person and my sister is a werewolf, wherever my sister is, I will follow no matter where!"

"...So you have to vote with her, doesn't it matter if you lose?" Su Mingan looked at her.

Mizushima Chuanharu's eyes were gloomy: "It doesn't matter, I just want my sister to win. You are really lucky, and you failed to die for two consecutive nights, but it doesn't matter, we have seen through your tricks long ago, even if you and Lu It doesn't matter if the tree swaps identities...the werewolf has already kidnapped the ticket, and that's all--a prophet that no one believes."

"Ah." Lu Shu finally spoke, his voice seemed a bit dull: "Su Ming'an... so you are really a prophet."

"I've said it a long time ago, I've always been." Su Mingan pointed at the desktop: "If it wasn't for that fellow Edward who sent me a killing scan on the first day, I wouldn't be so tired."

While the two of them were talking, Adolf on the side slowly clenched his fists.

"Andre... isn't a werewolf?"

He murmured, standing up like a mountain, as if he was about to punch Su Ming'an with a strong hatred in his eyes: "You, what kind of number one player are you! As a prophet, you have wronged Andre Jean He's out - damn you -!"

Lu Shu immediately stepped forward, blocked Adolf's fist, and elbowed the opponent's chest, forcing him back half a step.

The mantis bounced on his shoulders with a cold wind, and he stood firmly in front of Su Mingan like a solid city wall.

The swords are tense here, but Su Mingan still looks at Lin Jiang opposite: "I never thought that you are actually in the werewolf camp. You really don't show your face..."

Having said that, he smiled lightly: "Forget it, it's not important."

...His identity is actually not wrong much, Mizushima Kawasora, Iris and Noel are in his guess, but Lin Jiang is indeed something he did not expect, he thought that this timid looking girl would be a guard.

The red candle on the table is about to go out.

Edward recovers from the anger of being deceived, and he realizes that the time for the last words is coming to an end.

"Mizushima Chuanku, you are fine." He said through gritted teeth, "I think you don't care about your grandfather and father anymore."

"Stop talking." Mizushimagawa turned his head away: "In the game, this is my choice, and I only respect the winning or losing of the game."

"Very good... what about you, Lin Jiang?" Edward turned his head and looked at the girl who looked like a bunny.

Faced with such a situation, Edward did not lose his composure like Andre.His back was still straight, and there was only hatred and anger in his eyes: "Pretend to be innocent, pretend to be pretty, huh? When this dungeon is over-you all wait for me."

Lin Jiang shrunk even harder. She almost squeezed her whole head on the table, not daring to raise her gaze.

"Okay, Edward." Mizushima Chuanharu tilted her head, her strangely shaped earrings jingled, and she spread her hands: "To be honest, we can't beat you together—but luckily you are stupid, stupid enough to give you We have a chance to bust out... Now, five-on-five, don't think you guys have a chance... In the daytime segment, this game--will be over."

……

The werewolves wanted to kill all the good guys.

During the day.

Losing Edward's camp of good guys, losing Mizushima Kawaharu's camp of good guys... In their eyes, there is almost no threat.

Even if you can't fight, hide and hide until the next day's night session... The good camp will still lose.

In the night segment, werewolves are invincible, and good guys are not enough.

... What's more, they also have a backup.

"You, you wait for me, I remember you..." Edward moved his eyes, looked over one by one, and remembered the figure of each werewolf player in his heart.

"But don't think...you just won..."

Edward's voice was cold to the bone, as if he wanted to pull people back before he died, making everyone who met his gaze want to retreat.

That gaze was strong and cold, as if it wanted to penetrate people.

Like smoldering firewood, even with ashes attached, the residual heat still exists,

After he put down his words, everyone in the seat heard a cold reminder:

[The last words time is over. 】

There seemed to be an invisible wind, and there was a faint smell of blood in the square.

Su Mingan rubbed his bloodshot eyes, and his hands gradually approached his temples.

...Okay, who are the people who already know the identity of the werewolf.

Go back to the previous file... and take them out one by one.

He closed his eyes, ready to die.

"—Su Mingan."

Suddenly, he, who was about to go back to the file, heard Edward's low voice next to him.

He turned his head and saw those bright eyes.

"I now, temporarily believe that you are a good person." Edward said: "I have lost to these despicable existences for the time being, and I will leave it to you."

Su Mingan smiled: "Actually, you are no better than them—as long as it is a means of victory, there is no such thing as despicable or not."

Edward's eyes were slightly cold, but he did not refute.

"At least... I have something to do," Edward said.

The candles go out.

It was clear that it was time for exile, but Edward was not directly dragged away.

Behind him, a transparent figure gradually appeared. The figure was wearing a cowboy hat, a linen cape, a thick scarf wrapped around his body, and a shiny gun in his hand.

The black muzzle of the gun was as dangerous as a black hole, and Edward stretched out his hand and took the gun from the spirit body.

"Flop." He raised the muzzle of his gun, his voice cold.

[No. 3 traveler Edward turned over his identity as a hunter. 】

One of the four clergy, hunter.

His skill is to kill any player on the field before he dies.

This is a priesthood status that can only play its role before death.

TA is not like a prophet who checks out people's background, nor is he like a witch who controls life and death with only one hand, nor is he a guard who can guard innocent people who are about to be attacked at night.

The hunter's skills are strong, straightforward, and irresistible, with the aloofness that belongs only to the priesthood.

Even if the hunter is exiled, he can pull a back before he dies.

He will let the other party know... Letting the hunter out is not something that can be taken lightly.

— but at the cost of life.

【—Hunter, you are out, please choose the target to shoot. 】

Everyone on the field fell silent.

Mizushima Kawasora clenched his fists tightly, Lin Jiang huddled in his seat, Iris turned her head to avoid sight, and even Mizushima Kawaharu, who had been giggling all the time, restrained her smile.

Like facing a trial, no one can stop the bullet fired from the hunter's muzzle.

Like being in a Russian turntable, the person hit by that bullet...will definitely die.

There is no room to escape.

"I choose." Edward said, his eyes locked on a person who was also watching him:
"—Take Number Two, Noel."

Take away the most powerful player in the werewolf camp, and give the good guys a moment of breathing room... This is the path he chose.

The smile on Noel's face remained unchanged. Facing the turning, black muzzle of the gun, he sighed slightly, then turned his head and looked at Mizushima Kawasora.

"Next, leave it to you?" He tilted his head and smiled childishly.

"……I will."

Mizushimagawa Sora nodded with a dignified expression.

……

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The Fourth World·Currently confirmed status:
No. 3 Edward (Hunter)
No. 4 Lu Shu (Witch)

No. 5 Mizushima Chuankong (Werewolf)

(End of this chapter)