The end of being favored by the gods [Infinite Stream]

After a while, the player disappeared into the depths of the corridor.

Although some believers noticed that they were leaving, and the space where the high hall of the church is located is connected with corridors in all directions, they disappeared quickly. .

Because when they came up, there was another blizzard.

It's an island again.

There are indeed two players who plan to leave first, and take a long-term view. After all, although the rewards are eye-catching, they may not be able to get them.

But when they opened the gate and were almost blown away by the blizzard, they knew it was probably impossible.

"This broken dungeon is only allowed to enter, not allowed to exit." One person cursed.

"It's okay, we can stay for a long time, it would be better if there are more players going up the mountain." Another person said, "I have another idea, we have five players now, we have to join forces to occupy thirteen? Five."

Otherwise, if the NPCs start to join forces with them, they will definitely die, so they have to join hands with the NPCs first.

The player who came in with them is okay, the other two...

At this time, one of them also had the same idea, but his attention was quickly attracted by the movement behind him.

The two of them suddenly realized that the quiet here was a bit scary.

Although Xue Quning also ran away, he did not go to the so-called safe place, but changed direction and walked directly to the restaurant.

I used to think that the church was not big, and it looked short from the outside. However, after entering, I found that the structure was quite complicated. Not only the rooms were repaired a lot, but the corridors were also very winding.

It is hard not to doubt the function of these rooms. After all, although it is called the main church, it is located in a remote area, and not many people seem to come here.

When he came to the door of the restaurant, unfortunately, a kerosene lamp was lit in front of him, and the nun's face appeared in the shadows, looking like a wet oil painting, with weird distortions.

Xue Quning: "..."

Was blocked directly?

However, he is confident that the nun will not do anything to him now, because it is meaningless. Once she tries to grab the seat, it will be easy for him to be targeted or even killed by the believers, and he does not need to do it himself. Come on, the nun is being assimilated by her disguised identity?

She would not kill herself again, nor would the priest.

However, the nun still regained her true nature for a moment. She sneered and looked Xue Quning up and down: "I'm not blind."

She took a step back, as if she didn't want to be sullied by his presence.

"You will pay for your lies." Her smile? It became more blurred at the junction of light and shadow, as if a mask was stuck on the rainy and foggy glass.

"Really?" Xue Quning was calmer than she imagined, and said lightly: "You are also a fake."

These words seemed to hit the nun's weak spot, causing the rain-soaked oil painting face to suddenly dry out and crack inch by inch.

"How did you see it?" She didn't ask him how he knew, but asked this specious sentence, as if referring to the first few priests who were killed by them.

"What's none of your business?" Xue Quning still had that easy-to-talk appearance, but the nun knew this was not the case.

At least he dared to deceive them for half a night with the appearance of a blind man, so he should know that this person has deep plans.

Careless, it is a disaster to involve him.

The two refused to budge at the door, and finally the nun said with a cold face, "What are you doing here?"

Xue Quning calmed down: "Come in early? Can't you take a look at the restaurant?" In fact, he wanted to see the kitchen, what is the sacrament.

Of course, the nun refused in a cold voice: "No, no one can go in until the meal is served!"

Xue Quning: "Oh, then you can't go in either."

"I..." the nun closed her mouth.

The kerosene lamp flickered for a while, and the nun smiled? Laughed?, with a strange accent: "You are wrong, I am a nun, a priest here."

Xue Quning frowned, and the nun continued, as if hypnotizing herself: "I came here as a substitute."

Then she took a deep look at Xue Quning, turned around and left.

Xue Quning felt a little uncomfortable at that glance, but his first thought was to go into the restaurant.He pulled the door and found that it couldn't be opened, and the door was locked.

……

Anyway, he's going in? If he doesn't go to the locked place, is there anything wrong with the nun spending so much time with him?

In? No, he began to think about the meaning of what the nun said just now.

She is so ordinary, yet so confident. To be honest, if he is a so-called god himself, he would definitely not want to talk to her.But? She let go of her defenses within two days and accepted her new setting.

It seems that these seven NPCs have received some kind of affirmation or hint.

Hint, this kind of trick? He's seen it before, especially in the copy of the train.These superstitious native NPCs are better at fooling around. The most direct way to fool them? Is...eating?

Xue Quning glanced back at the locked restaurant, did these seven people have had communion a long time ago, and then they became like this?

He was investigating and forgot his situation for a moment, until he wandered into the front hall just now and saw a pool of blood.

Xue Quning: ...

The blood was just sprinkled on it, and there were traces of dragging beside it. Looking along the traces, you can still see a torso, which is a believer.

Judging by his height, he seemed to be the one who talked to him before.

He didn't expect that there would be a murder so soon, and he retreated into the darkness without hesitation.Although I don't know how effective it is, but the darkness can bring a sense of security.

Another believer found the body. The man just screamed briefly, and then complained to the companion next to him: "It's so dirty, why no one came to clean it up."

The believer next to him just glanced at it and said seriously, "It's quite inappropriate."

Is this a question of fit or not?

Anyway, Xue Quning was watching from the side, and felt that the two believers might have sacks in their heads.

Forget it, NPCs cannot be judged by human standards.

He simply took another route, walking on the road now is like opening a blind box, no one knows whether the corpse, the murderer, or a teammate will be opened in the next second.

Fortunately, the player's body has not been seen.

What's even weirder than the current atmosphere is that most of the believers still dare to wander about openly, as if they can't see the corpse of their companions, and they care more about their illusory beliefs.

When it was almost dusk, a believer finally couldn't help it, and he stood up and made a suggestion: "Why don't we vote for the final [-]? Seats?"

Hearing these words, Xue Quning relaxed.

Believers are also NPCs. His words can at least confirm that the clergy are not among the thirteen seats, and the probability of all five players being selected is even greater.

After a while, people rushed over one after another.

"What you said seems to make sense." It was a female believer who spoke, "Other methods are a waste of time."

The players also came out in silence.

For them, this result is the most peaceful. They are going to fight against the berserk NPC, and they can't bear it.

"How to vote?"

The person who proposed took a look at the person who was educated. He was a boy who was not tall, with a fairly fair face, but his eyes were too calm, which didn't match here.

He turned his head as if nothing had happened, and said, "I haven't figured out a method yet, and I want to ask for a method that everyone thinks is fair."

Everyone talked a lot, and there were only two hours left before the eight o'clock meal.

"Let's select the most prestigious ten? Thirteen? people."

"No, many people are not familiar with each other."

"Then draw lots?"

"Leave everything to luck?" The speaker shook his head, "It's not good, it seems like we randomly stuffed ten or thirteen people to serve the Lord."

When everyone was arguing, Song Guanxue walked out with a snow-white complexion.

"I have a way?."

Xue Quning also wanted to speak, but as soon as Song Guanxue opened his mouth, he shut up, as if he knew what he was going to say.

Song Guanxue remained calm and unafraid in the eyes of forty? Dozen? NPCs, and talked eloquently: "I know a very magical room that can select some of the Lord's favorite believers."

The believer's eyes became eager, even the players looked over, but soon turned to whisper.

"How to say?" asked the believer who spoke first.

"What I said was absolutely not a lie, because this is a church, and the Lord is everywhere." Song Guanxue chirped again, "You will know when you arrive, what a fair plan this will be."

The believers and Song Guanxue made a lot of noise, but the remaining six priests seemed to have disappeared, and they were still acting, and they never appeared from the beginning to the end.

Song Guanxue led them to the hidden corridor.

Believers have begun to believe: "The air here is different."

"Yeah, I can even hear the faint Sanskrit in my ears."

A few players: ...crazy.

In short, the NPCs are not normal.

"There is a door here, you can find it by concentrating on it." Song Guanxue said, pointing at the wall at the same time, "Put your hand in here, and only those who are approved can open the door and go in."

A believer tried to question it, but was soon overwhelmed by other fanatics.

"I see, this is the sacred domain!"

"I believe it, this is definitely the fairest solution!"

Song Guanxue was the first to put her hand in, and the door opened with a click.

He didn't let the believers peek into the scenery inside, and immediately closed the door again, saying to them, "Come one by one."

The previous three players discussed together and decided to watch it coldly, and one of them felt that there was something wrong with Song Guanxue and should be vigilant.

The first and second believers went in, but after the third believer stretched his hand in, he suddenly screamed, then slowly slipped and fell to the ground, not moving.

His body was quickly and mercilessly removed.

One of the players approached Song Guanxue and remained vigilant: "Are there any other rules for this door?"

Song Guanxue said lightly: "No, it's purely luck."

Then he walked towards Xue Quning, who was fishing beside him, with a smile on his face, as if he didn't feel the slightest alienation from him: "Ask you a question."

Xue Quning stopped fishing: "What?"

He was thinking about screening people, and the next sentence he heard Song Guanxue asked casually: "How many people do you think this can screen out?"

Xue Quning didn't even think about it: "It's half of it anyway." It's powerful for the players.

He thought from the perspective of maximizing the interests of the players, and did not notice the relaxed emotion in Song Guanxue's eyes.

As a result, after everyone was tested, exactly half of the people were screened out.

Not a single player.