[HP dog deer] Strain dog

When it's all over, we'll be free...

The moment he stepped out of the room, Yarlin seemed to have heard such a sentence. He turned his head and looked at Sirius, with the usual indifferent expression on the other side's face. Peter and Alisa didn't seem like they would say this either. He bit his lips, feeling a little sad in his heart.

It's not going to end, so there's no freedom.

"Warning, setter failed once to achieve main character death!"

James' body huddled tightly, the excessive pain equaled a Cruciatus made him sweat profusely, his lips were bitten fiercely by his teeth, his brows were tightly frowned, and his hair, which was finally docile after being wet with sweat, stuck to his face Above the glorious eyes, there were bursts of stinging pain.

Finally, he couldn't help crying out in pain, and physiological tears flooded his eyes. James thought he would be tortured for a longer time, but the pain gradually subsided, and the cold mechanical sound sounded again. It was not so much advice as a warning. Order: "You have no choice, don't feel guilty about the cruelty of fate, the second setup begins."

The body suddenly relaxed, and James let out a soft cry, the surging blood flooded his entire face, and then turned pale a little bit, he gasped for breath, and smiled softly: "You can't blame me, I can't think of a strong enemy, Because I've never been killed, I don't see anything as a threat."

If you have never experienced horror, all horror stories are just idle brain supplements. If you have never encountered danger to your life, all threats are just empty talk.

"I never thought that my delusion could kill a few people." James laughed loudly, as if he had heard the funniest joke. It was as if they had returned to the scorching light in an instant.

The system does not speak, it is only responsible for giving orders and punishments, there is no chatting procedure.

James gasped in pain and let out a staccato stiff laugh.

"It's a bit boring, let's play something." The cigarette man put his hands on the back of his head and yawned slowly while walking.

"How about burying you?" Sirius said casually.

"Let's talk about something about ourselves. If only the one who said it did it, then the others who didn't do it will be punished." Yarlin is still interested.

"Your daughter has eaten people, have we?" Sirius expressed disdain for the proposal: "Then her punishment may be to have each of us cut a large piece of meat and contribute it to her."

Yarlin laughed loudly and patted Peter heavily, making him stagger: "It's your turn, tell a horror story."

"I, I, I..." Peter shuddered, and could barely finish a sentence.

"The horror story told by a coward can only be a joke." Sirius saw through Yarlin's evil taste at a glance.

"I'm not a coward!" Peter finally put down his hand and roared angrily. The sudden change surprised Alisa. Her two heads could not be turned, and she could only aim at Peter with the lizard's slender eyes. The frightening gaze flowed with.

"Then say you two have done something we haven't done." Arlin narrowed his eyes and smiled, squinting at Sirius, and suddenly reached out to hook his shoulder. Sirius sneered and almost broke him Yarlin withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and while rubbing it, smiled as if a prank hadn't succeeded.

Peter's expression darkened, becoming horribly distorted, and he lowered his voice to intimidate them, saying clearly: "I work for the Duke of Darkness."

"I killed a man."

"I just found out he wasn't dead, only things they knew happened here."

"His name is James, James Potter."

Sirius stopped abruptly, and he turned to look at Peter, the first time he had looked at this man since they met.If he was concerned about other aspects, he would find that Yarlin stopped suddenly like him and looked at Peter coldly.But Peter didn't notice it at all, and continued to chatter, as if a certain line of rationality in his mind had finally collapsed.

"I must kill him, I long for the power of the Duke of Darkness."

"It seems that he didn't make you strong." It took Sirius a while to shift his attention away from Peter, only to realize that this sentence was said by Yarlin, which was full of hostility and didn't seem to come from this playful smile words from man's mouth.

"Because I haven't passed the final test of the Duke of Darkness. If I get out of here, I will become very strong." Peter said firmly, never finding such firm words from such a cowardly guy.

Sirius put his hand on the gun, casually wondering how many shots such a weak guy could survive.

He killed James, interesting.

"It's my turn." Yarlin said suddenly, still with a strange sneer: "Since you have all spoken, it is my turn to speak

up. He paused: "Actually, I am a reformer..."

It all started that summer vacation.It can't be called summer vacation, after all, the whole world is ruined, human survival has become a problem, how can we open schools, technology has destroyed the world, who will go to school, it is called summer vacation, but it is to let children live There is a relaxed feeling when it is the hottest time. After all, it is a holiday set for summer, and it doesn’t matter if there is no school as an add-on.

"Eden! Eden!" The girl gathered her hands into a loudspeaker, amplified her voice, and shouted not at all hot.

"It's so annoying!" The short-haired boy who was eating watermelon carelessly opened the curtains with his dripping hands, and yelled at the girl unceremoniously. He obviously liked each other, but he didn't want to be gentle at all after meeting. When dealing with each other, they do everything possible to bully, yell at each other impatiently, and even a little bit of compromise feels nasty.

"You're so annoying, I'll marry you when I grow up." Even when Eden said this kind of confession that should have been full of warmth, he looked extremely annoying.

Because of the scattered population, people of the same age rarely get together to get to know each other. Eden, who can barely take the girl, feels that it is just because he can't find a second companion.

Besides, at that time, Eden was more interested in computers than girls and playmates.He never understood why computers were banned, why the development of technology stopped in such an embarrassing way.

People are too stingy, so what if they die, if 5000 million deaths can be exchanged for one year of technological progress, it is also very cost-effective.The boy who casually watches the TV reports of fatalities and accidents always thinks very casually.

Of course, it also has something to do with the fact that the boy's father is a scientist. There are even many research results hidden in his room. One day he will use these high technologies to do incredible things.

"You are more talented than me." After seeing his achievements and inventions, his father would often touch his head and say with relief.What annoys the boy is that he can never publish these inventions to the public because he will be killed together as a monster.

Not reconciled, really not reconciled.If only these inventions could be published, if only girls would stop bugging him all the time, if only the world would give him a chance.

Then just this summer, the opportunity came.

The "Computer Party Murder Incident" broke out.

It was indeed a party. This was a popular online party game at the time. No ID or age code was required. As long as you had a computer, you could choose a name and set a character to jump in. You didn’t have to go out or think about the future of the virtual party. Games are passed around in every home with a computer. After all, this way of playing is much safer than going out.

At this moment, the death incident broke out.

Eden once saw a photo from his uncle who was a policeman. A person who was playing this game sat in front of the computer, his eyes popped out, his body turned into a strip, his mouth was open, and he died with a horrified expression that almost tore his cheeks. It fell, and maggots kept crawling out of the eye sockets,

Very disgusting.

Ah, I forgot to mention just now, the producer of this game calls himself "Dark Duke".

"It seems that this duke of darkness is using the game to kill people. Really, these scientists will die of loneliness if they don't make trouble!" Eden's uncle complained angrily while biting a cigarette. Can not do without cigarettes.

"Modify the program, stop the game from continuing to kill people, and challenge the Duke of Darkness. Isn't this the best opportunity to prove yourself?" Eden thought excitedly, yes, although rashly releasing powerful technological inventions will be regarded as 100% monster, but in order not to let

More people die, and less access to technology is not the same, self-sacrifice is always great in the eyes of others.

So I started to do it, so I really did it.

Eden, who uncovered the operation of the game's killing system, waved his hands to celebrate himself.

"It's really good." A voice whispered in his ear.

Eden's body was stiff, because he was the only one in the house now, and who was the voice that suddenly appeared.who is it?

"I am the Duke of Darkness." The mysterious man behind is wearing a mask with a pure white background and a mask with a terrifying smile painted on it. The white robe and mask match together to form a terrifying feeling.

Eden ran away immediately, jumped from the window onto the street, and ran non-stop, but the Dark Duke seemed to be able to move forward without moving his legs, and always followed behind him not too close or far away. Under the weird smile was Sticky, nauseating laughter.

My legs were numb from running, my chest was about to explode, I was suppressed by the invisible pressure and the huge fear until my tears were about to come out, I just wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, I just wanted to cry and say that I would never die again. Dare, never dare to touch the computer again, please let me go.

At this time, the boy named Eden finally understood that even though he had a clever mind, he was not a hero in the first place, but just an ordinary person who wanted to live an honest life.

He knew it was useless. When his leg was firmly nailed to the ground with a knife, even though he knew it was useless, he still took chances, hoping that he could be spared his life by begging for mercy. It didn't matter if he was laughed at. I want to live.

The author has something to say: I really want to bind with the electric blanket... Isn't the skill of being able to pull out the electric blanket at any time in winter very cool?