Gamers Are Fierce

It was late at night, and a crescent moon hung high in the sky, illuminating the continuous mansions below.

At the height of the tower, the glass windows of the secret room reflected the deserted moonlight. Through the heavy and dense black mosquito net, one could vaguely see a human figure lying on the bed.

A slight snoring sound came from the silk quilt. This peaceful and sound sound had not sounded in this room for several months.

The owner of the snorer can be so relaxed, perhaps thanks to the intricate geometric patterns painted on the ground around the wooden bed

The pattern is octagonal as a whole, consisting of several circles and diagonal lines. A slow-burning orange candle is placed in each of the eight corners, and some strange characters that have never been seen in this world are drawn around the candle.

Except for the snoring, the room was quiet, and no noisy mosquitoes could be heard. The cotton cushions pasted outside the walls acted as sound insulation, which could completely isolate the distant sounds transmitted along the walls of the ancient mansion.

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The human figure lying on the bed turned over comfortably, buried his head in the soft pillow,

He didn't notice at all that a pair of deep and dark eyes appeared outside the narrow glass window at some point.

Those eyes silently stared at the figure on the bed, and it took a long time to move away and focus on the candles around the wooden bed.

A breeze blew inexplicably from outside the window, and all the candles were extinguished, leaving only a wisp of misty smoke slowly rising from the wick.

The owner of the eyes waited quietly for a while, but the magic circle did not respond to the extinguishing of the candle at all, and there was no wave.

So it moved.

A palm as black as ink slowly approached the metal fence outside the glass window,

The moment it was about to come into contact with the fence, it melted into a pool of clear water and passed through it effortlessly.

A ball of water rolled over the fence, slid into the glass window, and descended along the cotton cushion. The whole process did not leave any water stains, as if there was some kind of isolation layer on the surface of the water polo.

Soon, the water polo landed on the wooden floor. It stretched out a tentacle, carefully rolled up a book that fell on the ground, and knocked down the extinguished candle on the magic circle.

Nothing happened.

The water polo took courage, directly touched the magic circle with its tentacles, and erased part of the pattern with the water source.

Still nothing happened.

The water polo was finally sure that it was safe. It rolled backwards for a certain distance, then shrank into a ball and began to tremble rapidly.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the water polo quickly evaporated, and finally disappeared completely, leaving no water stains.

then

A corner of the heavy mosquito net was slowly opened by an invisible force, or an invisible hand made up of water vapor.

Moisture invisible to the naked eye penetrated into the mosquito net, suspended in mid-air, staring at the silk quilt that protruded from the silhouette of a human.

ho ho ho ho

An extremely slight sound, like the humming of boiling water, sounded in mid-air,

Moisture slowly pulled back the quilt, as gently as a loving wife waking her husband up in the morning.

Then, it saw the Asian young man wearing Peter's pajamas lying on the bed with a malicious smirk on his mouth, and the exaggeratedly large scythe in his hand that was slashing towards it.

The outline made of water vapor clearly felt the terrifying aura attached to the sickle,

It was an unknown energy capable of hurting it, and even splitting it in two.

There was a shrill scream from the outline of the water vapor, and the frenzied wind tore the bracket mosquito net around the wooden bed and blown it away. The whole room was shaken, and many soundproof cotton pads fell to the ground.

It retreated rapidly, but the distance between the two sides was too close, and the sickle reflecting the deserted moonlight finally hit it.

suddenly

The sound of piercing the sky rose suddenly, then subsided suddenly,

The receding silhouette of water vapor hit the wall heavily, collapsing to the ground.

It first quickly transformed into a water polo form, and then transformed into a mermaid.

As Peter described earlier,

It, or she, has a long fish tail covered with dense fluorescent green scales, and a dark human upper body.

Compared with humans, her torso and arms are narrower and thinner. Between the five fingers, there is a green film like duck webs, and a layer of mucus is attached to the film like fish tail scales.

The mucus exudes a seaweed-like smell, but it is not the fresh and natural smell, but a salty, sticky smell similar to the rotten smell of sea creatures. Even if you hold your breath, you can't stop this horrible smell. Breath into the nasal cavity.

and her face

There were parts of the face that seemed strangely irregular, with a flattened nose and a receding forehead, but a high, narrow brow bone.

The same slender eyelids are distributed below the brow bone, and the pupils are dark and deep, revealing a disturbing feeling like the deep sea,

The most interesting thing is the exaggerated eye distance between the two eyeballs.

As Peter described, gods like anglerfish, flounder,

The appearance of this facial structure on fish can already cause discomfort, but when it is reproduced on humans, it induces an indescribable fear, just like a maliciously distorted humanoid doll. The uncanny valley effect is based on instinctual aversion.

On the whole, this mermaid is like a biologically degenerate sample, especially after Li Ang noticed the quivering pink fish gills growing on both sides of her neck,

Immediately linked it with the legendary deep diver.

Even with Li Ang's psychological quality, after examining the monster carefully, he couldn't help but gasp.

It's no wonder that Peter was so frightened that he lost his mind. If he was kissed by such a mermaid in the deep sea, a human being with a slightly unstable mind would probably go crazy and lose his mind on the spot, not to mention the faint radiance from his fangs. foul breath

The more he looked carefully, the deeper Li Ang's sympathy for Peter became.

He jumped off the bed, holding the sickle in both hands, and walked towards the collapsed mermaid step by step.

At this time, several players and mansion spellcasters who heard the sound of the secret room had rushed to John Joyce and Bob kicked open the door, Julia the smoker walked out from the hidden door in the room on the left,

Two casters hired by the consul walked out of the room on the right,

All eyes were on the mermaid.

The mermaid was hit in the chest by Li Ang's scythe just now, and a lot of fluorescent green blood was splashed on the floor beside him, but in just a few seconds, the wounds that could have been seen on the bones and internal organs had almost healed.

Facing the indifferent stares of the casters, the mermaid didn't panic, and said slowly, Where's my husband?