You let go of the biggest boss

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the hairs stood upright for a moment, and the trembling feeling on the soles of his feet was too real. For a second, he almost thought that the high platform had collapsed, otherwise why would he be trembling all over.

Looking back slowly, Sheng Yu's voice was hoarse and tight, and after looking around, he asked, "Where is Sheng Dongli?"

"Two 10 minutes ago, I went back under the vine to get the gauze."

Fu Liye didn't understand what was wrong with him, so he moved closer worriedly, and his figure completely enveloped him.

It has to be said that this gave Sheng Yu a great sense of security. He tried his best to calm himself down and said, "It's nothing, maybe I didn't sleep well, and I feel a little depressed."

Is it his delusion?

Or was it that the 21st floor was too ferocious and forced him, a normal person, out of mental illness?

There was a gust of cold wind on the high platform, Sheng Yu couldn't help but shrink back a little, and raised his eyes to look around.Zuo Zicheng was talking with Bian Yixing in a low voice with his back turned to him. The two of them didn't know what they were talking about, but they seemed very focused.The gods were still the same, from the moment they climbed onto the high platform, they knelt on the edge and remained motionless.Xu Cha, who was the most guarded by everyone, leaned on the god with half-closed eyes.

And Fatty...Wait, where is Fatty?

Sheng Yu straightened up suddenly, and his movements of looking around became bigger, "Quick, find out where the fat man is!"

He didn't soften the sound, but deliberately amplified it.The gods stood up from the prostrate position "Ceng Ceng Ceng" and looked up blankly.The player group suddenly woke up from a nightmare.

The quiet atmosphere on the high platform completely disappeared, replaced by vigilance and full of horror.

——The fat man has moved to Weng Bushun's side!

No, to be more precise, he took advantage of the darkness of the night, when Zuo Zicheng and Sheng Dongli left temporarily, and when everyone on the high platform was negligent, he moved Weng Bushun away silently. How did he get to the edge of the high platform?

Sheng Yu never doubted Fatty's strength, this person used to be able to carry himself around in the dungeon.Now carrying Weng Bushun and walking for a few meters is nothing more than a trivial matter to him.But he can actually ask Weng Bushun to cooperate obediently without making a sound, which is really unbelievable.

Even children know that if there is a big hole in the front of the chest, not to mention being lifted up and moved, even a slight strong wind blows into the wound, it will be poured in like molten iron. In front of them, they all seemed insignificant.

This time it was Zuo Zicheng's turn to shout, "Calm down!"

His voice was already very hoarse, and his voice was terrifying like weeping blood.The listeners were all moved, but the fat man didn't react at all. His back looked resolute and looked a little cold.

From the place where Weng Bushun was lying down to the place where the fat man is standing now, the distance between the two places is only three or four meters, and there is a golden line running through these three or four meters.At first glance, I thought the golden talisman was a curse, but I realized after looking at it again that it was Weng Bushun's blood that flowed all the way.

Only then did the fishy smell slowly come with the wind, Sheng Yu could barely move, he wanted to step forward, but from the corner of his eye he saw Zuo Zicheng step forward before him.Before he could take any action in the future, an accident happened.

The fat man suddenly let go.

"No!!!!" This time, Sheng Yu finally roared out, which was exactly the same as that creepy nightmare.

Boom, boom, boom...

Under the stiff and dull gaze of the crowd, Weng Bushun suddenly disappeared on the edge of the high platform.

The eardrums continued to hear impacting sounds, and at the beginning there were a few impacts. Maybe it hit the protruding rock formation, and there was a long gap in the middle. Maybe the fat man controlled the falling line to relieve his pain.In the end, there was a sound of "噗呲", and a voice that made people feel numb all over——

Sheng Yu had a sudden cardiac arrest. He saw many people, ghost kings, gods, and human beings all swarming up, occupying his entire field of vision, scattered in a patchwork pattern on every possible route he could take.Within a few breaths, more than 20 people scrambled and crawled to the edge of the high platform, and looked down dumbstruck.

The fat man had already been pushed aside by Zuo Zicheng, all the blood on his face was gone, "Yes, I'm sorry." He murmured.

sorry for what?Who is the fat man apologizing to?

After walking a few steps forward, Sheng Yu pushed away the crowd in front of him and squeezed to the front.His heartbeat was getting faster and faster, so fast that his heart seemed to want to jump out of his throat impatiently, and his brain was also blank, and the stiff probe movement had become instinctive.

With just one glance, he lost all his strength in an instant.

The sound of the wind, the rolling of stones, the mournful roar of the gods, and the surprised sound of human players gasping for air, all these sounds seemed to be pressed by the pause button in the air, becoming a stiff note that stopped in the ear .At the end, the beating of his heart seemed to have stopped, and he looked down like a living dead.

Weng Bushun lay quietly on his back, motionless.

A pale green stone thorn cruelly pierced through his chest, mercilessly replacing Qu Chengjian's original position.He was suspended in the air like this, his arms were hanging powerlessly behind his back, his fragile neck was exposed to the air, and the raised Adam's apple was coated with a layer of silver by the moonlight.

The continuous and boundless sharp stone thorns may not be sharp, but under a large enough impact, these sharp thorns can easily penetrate a person's chest, even if the person has a god The body is no exception.

The gods swarmed down along the rock wall of the high platform, and they stretched out their hands to grab the sunken ditches, causing countless stones to roll down.Not long after they jumped down, Sheng Dongli grabbed the rope and climbed up. As soon as he hit the ground, he rushed towards the fat man angrily.

"Die to me!" he yelled hysterically.

The fat man sat motionless, holding his head as he let Sheng Dongli kick and beat him, his face sullen and silent.

After several muffled sounds, Sheng Dongli was finally tired. He collapsed on one side panting, gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "I left for half an hour, looking for bandages and supplies. If you don't watch for a while, you have to Killing people in vain. It seems that you have long been on the sidelines, deliberately waiting for the opportunity."

"Your skills don't work." The fat man let go of his hand holding his head, his lips were chapped and bleeding, "Why?"

Sheng Dongli was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized, his pupils were full of surprise, "No, you just killed someone, why are you doubting my position now?!"

"I'm not doubting you, I'm just raising the question in my heart reasonably. You said it yourself, you can heal the trauma, this is the second time, you can't save Tang Douzi, and you can't save Weng Bushun... Well, assuming that your skills are useless, how can you explain the scratches on your hands from pulling the climbing rope."

The fat man turned his head inch by inch, and looked straight at him, "Could it be that your palms are self-healing for no reason?"

"I, I..." Sheng Dongli was really surrounded by him. He panicked, and his first reaction was to look at Sheng Yu and explain, "I don't know what's going on. These are obviously traumatic injuries. Treatment should It's effortless. But Tang Douzi and Weng Bushun give me exactly the same feeling, the wounds on their bodies cannot be healed, just like the wounds they suffered are beyond the scope of my treatment."

The fat man was furious: "Not in your treatment range? You might as well say that Weng Bushun is not on the list of people you want to save."

"After all, you just doubt me!"

"That's right, I was just doubting you."

Sheng Dongli took a deep breath, stood up again with his knees propped up, and suddenly sneered, "If you do this and frame me like this, can you offset a point of guilt on your body? Or will you drag me into the abyss of self-ashamedness?" , can you feel better?"

"..."

The fat man opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

The wind, which had been resting for a long time, seemed to have just come back to its senses, and began to hula-la-la blindly move again.The sharp cold wind blew past the ears of the two of them, and then, there was the sound of heavy footsteps.

Zuo Zicheng looked down at the fat man expressionlessly, and his voice was so hoarse that it was frightening, "Since you have already attacked Weng Bushuo, don't pay attention to the mechanism of eliminating harm, and don't let go of the lives of hundreds of millions of vassals." In my heart, I want to attack Xu Cha now, do you have any objections?"

"..."

Quiet.

There was a dead silence on the high platform, and the drop of a needle could be heard.

In the silence, Bian Yixing didn't dare to move, he secretly looked away to look at Xu Cha.

Xu Cha is such a fine person, as early as Sheng Yu's first call to find the fat man, he got up early, retreated to the edge of the high platform, and was ready to run at any time to observe the movement.

Nobody cared about him.

The fat man let out a foul breath, got up unsteadily from the ground, and said, "Do you think everyone is like you, and personal hatred is more important than the lives of hundreds of millions of people? I never said that I don't care about angry vassals."

"What do you mean?" Zuo Zicheng frowned at him.

Not only Zuo Zicheng was at a loss, but everyone on the high platform didn't understand what the fat man meant.Until the moonlight shifted away from the original direction, the dark high platform was finally noticed by the moon.Only then did everyone realize that there was a blue and white severed palm full of golden blood on the ground.

Seeing that lonely severed palm, Sheng Yu's heart went cold, and the back of his head seemed to be hit from the air, making him dizzy.

He had a guess in his mind, but he would rather be clever and make a mistake than make this guess come true.

In another round of dead silence, the fat man's eyes were red, and his neck was also red: "When I cut off Weng Bushun's hand, he insisted on keeping silent, unwilling to let you hear me. Isn't that obvious enough? Disobedience to him The will is obviously yours, why now one or two share the same hatred, but treat me as a villain?!"

"You just keep silent..." Sheng Yu's heart trembled, and only then did he understand what was unbelievable a few minutes ago, how the fat man asked Weng Bushun to cooperate obediently and not make any sound:

"Because he resisted, and would not let us hear."

The cold wind pouring into the wound is like pouring molten iron into the meridians. It is beyond the reach of ordinary people to be moved in a seriously injured state. Weng Bushun was cut off with a hand in a conscious state, and ended the card with anger forcefully. contact.Only in this way, the vassals who choose the Wrath King will not be implicated, because the current Weng Bushun is no longer the Wrath King, he has been ripped off the throne alive!

What a pain this must be.

Just a little bit of imagination, many people present felt that the pain was acting on themselves, as if they had also had a hand cut off.

Sheng Dongli kept shaking his head, not daring to look at Duanzhang, "I can save him obviously."

He kept repeating this sentence, as if if he said it enough times, it would become true and become a fact.

Fatty saw that his gaze was gradually stained with sadness, he shook his head, and then shook his head again: "You can't save anyone."

At this time, a distressed cry suddenly came from under the high platform:

"Master Angry!"

Immediately afterwards, the gods became a mess, surrounded by the green spikes, "still alive", "don't move"...

Fatty's expression froze, he rushed to the edge of the platform and looked down in disbelief, "Weng Bushun, you..."

"He's not dead!" A few more people rushed to the edge of the high platform, before the expressions of surprise on the faces of Sheng Yu and the others faded away, the extreme absurdity had already spread in the pupils.

There was a painful wheezing upwind, carried all the way to everyone's ears, and it sounded like an old blower.But at this time, how could there be a blower on this occasion?Looking again, his eyes were astonishingly bright, like a lone wolf treading ice on a frozen lake, which was a sign of returning light.

The dawn of the dawn casts waves of haze on the high platform, and a large deep area is circled under the high platform. Only where Weng Bushun is, there is a cold moonlight spreading like silk and satin.

Golden blood flowed down the corners of his lips, flowed across his cheeks, flowed into his temples, and finally disappeared into the black hair.

There are rapid breathing sounds all around, everyone is on the edge of the high platform, and everyone is motionless.

Sheng Yu maintained a half-kneeling posture, his fingertips and fingertips tremblingly touching the ground.After closing his eyes for a long time, the signs of dizziness gradually faded away.The fat man's condition was even worse than him, he couldn't even stand up, he just knelt down on his knees, his expression collapsed.

"That's what you said, you want to help him relieve the pain!" Sheng Dongli was furious, without saying a word, he went up and punched the fat man, knocking him to the ground, he couldn't help it, he spat and cursed : "Not only did he not fall to his death, but the fall was even more painful. Are you helping him? You are harming him nakedly. Killing your parents is just revenge. How did he offend you in his previous life?! "

The fat man was still looking down in a daze, nosebleeds trickling down.

"I, I had a dream."

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.

Nosebleeds hit the ground drop by drop, and the fat man's voice seemed to be coming from the far end, covered with a layer of gray veil, it was not very clear: "I dreamed that Weng Bushun waved to me, let me lift my hand." Killed him with a knife. I also dreamed that he said to me..."

Every single word weighed a thousand gold, and after he finished speaking, the fat man seemed to have lifted a load of billions of tons out of thin air. He was so pressed by this weight that he couldn't straighten his waist, and his heart was full of three words, a sense of guilt.

After he finished speaking, the astonishment in Sheng Yu's heart could no longer be described in words, because he found that the dream that the fat man said was exactly the same as the dream he had.

The details, words, facial expressions and movements are like a rehearsed play, but this time the protagonist of the play is not him, but the real master of Shi Wei Tian - Fatty.

"I also had this dream." A deep voice sounded from another direction, "Someone entrusted us with a dream."

For a moment, Sheng Yu thought he was talking.He quickly reacted and looked at the person walking slowly behind.

Fu Liye held the bow in one hand, and the bowstring of Judgment Day glowed coldly in the moonlight, making a faint buzzing sound.

There was a light click, and a black arrow appeared out of thin air, and it was placed firmly on the string, "He is urging us to do it."

"Who is urging?" The fat man was confused.

Fu Liye didn't speak, just looked at a place in silence.The fat man didn't understand what was going on, but Sheng Yu understood it like Fu Zhi's heart, and turned his head to look in the direction of his line of sight in a daze.

"Cough, cough cough..." Weng Bushun slowly opened his eyes.

More golden blood flowed from the corners of his lips, and soon half of his face was covered with golden blood, and the black and red pupils that were originally like burning clouds began to glow with a light golden color 』, every time he closes his eyelashes and closes his eyes, it seems that all his strength has been exhausted.

Maybe next time, he won't be able to open his eyes again.

But now, he still struggled to open his eyes, and opened his mouth to Sheng Yu, but no sound came out of it.

"What is he talking about?" the fat man asked in a daze.When the players around saw him looking over, they hurriedly shook their heads to express their ignorance.

Sheng Dongli looked at Fu Liye with a complicated face, and said in disbelief: "You mean Weng Bushun is giving you dreams, why are you sure it's him and not someone else?"

"It's him." Fatty said suddenly, his eyes full of desolation.

"?" Sheng Dongli was at a loss.

Soon, Sheng Yu also said, "It's him."

This time, Sheng Yu finally understood the shape of Weng Bushun's mouth, he was saying - you have one thing left to do.

Just like in a dream:

[Weng Bushun's panting gradually calmed down, he had already reached the point where his fuel was exhausted, and the smile on his lips looked particularly sad:

"You have one thing left to do."

He slowly raised his finger and pointed to himself.

Sheng Yu raised the knife high and swung it down—]

Weng Bushun knew that he would die for a long time, and he urged the three of them to act as soon as possible, lest the anger king card be transferred to other people, causing the invariable to reappear.His eyes are already very clear, if this is the case, he may not die in peace.

This is through the dream, to say the unspeakable words!

It was precisely because of knowing this that Sheng Yu's mood became even more chaotic.Tens of thousands of years ago, did he also have this kind of mood to imprison Weng Bushun by the sword casting pool?

These things that have passed 1 years have already been completely buried by the long river of time, and even Sheng Yu himself does not know what he thought about 1 years ago.

Saved him ten thousand years ago, but still watched him die ten thousand years later.

I saw Fu Liye pulling the bow and loosening the string, with a sound of 'clang', the black arrow left the string and shot at the broken palm not far away.

The Wrath King card whose arrow tip had sunk into his palm shot into the ground like a shattered one, and half of the arrow went down.The broken palm was like Weng Bushun under the high platform, it was firmly nailed to the ground and could not move, golden blood flowed all over the ground.

With just one blow, the anger card turned into powder.

The dust was blown up by the force of the arrow, and the high platform was covered with fine dust, confusing the eyes and stinging the nose.The dust seemed to fall on the vibrating drum surface, floating in mid-air and vibrating non-stop.

With less tilting, the wind became louder and wilder. From the small to the big, the gods under the high platform screamed, and the ghosts on the 21st floor of the [-]-world knelt down, terrified and afraid to move.After the strong wind, there was a sudden shower, and the bean-heavy rain washed everything, melting the golden coagulated blood, and fell into Weng Bushun's half-opened eyes.

Suddenly, a huge throne appeared slowly in the sky.

The four ends of the throne are thin and terrifying, with spikes sticking out everywhere.There is a pattern drawn on it, which is a creature burned in a raging fire. It is angry, and its arms are stretched out, turning into a knife and a sword. The knife is dripping with blood, and a black heart is worn on the sword.

It is really too big, the heart worn on the sword alone seems to be able to cover the sky on this side.Not to mention the size of the throne itself, which cannot be seen across thousands of miles and vertically. The size of the Kun that I learned in my childhood seems to have come to life from the book. It has become a throne and occupies the entire sky, 'flying' in the sky unscrupulously.

Before such a huge monster, no matter whether it is human beings, ghosts, or gods, they all seem so small.However, before everyone was amazed at the majestic throne, something even more surprising happened:

——The throne has collapsed!

In an instant, the bright moon might lose a little bit of its brilliance, as if a huge black cloth was pulled from one end of the field of vision to the other end of the field of vision, and darkness enveloped the earth inadvertently.

Boom, boom, the sound of the throne collapsing is so real, even though they knew the hallucination accompanied by the shattering of the cards in mid-air, everyone couldn't help squatting down, lest the collapsed wreckage fall from the mid-air and hit themselves .

"Run away—"

I don't know who yelled this in horror.

Everyone didn't move, because people found that the high platform didn't even shake at all.Some are just the pouring rain, and the darkness where you can't see your fingers.

During these half a minute, Sheng Yu could always hear a voice, which kept repeating in his ear:

"You have one thing left to do."

Repeating, repeating, bombarding his eardrums over and over again, his temples felt as if they were being pricked by needles.

The gods cried out in tears, but they couldn't cover the voice: "You still have one thing to do."

The panicked whispers of the players couldn't cover up the voice: "You have one thing left to do."

Time also lost its meaning of measurement. Sheng Yu didn't know how long it had passed. At the moment when the moonlight first appeared, his eyes were stabbed by the faint moonlight so that he couldn't open it.

It was also at this time that Fu Liye shot out his second arrow.

The cries of the ghosts seemed to come from the far shore, accompanied by that life-threatening urging.

——You have one thing left to do.

The black arrow pierced the sky, piercing the skull with one arrow.In an instant, the sound of the dilapidated blower stopped, the sound of panting on the high platform also stopped, the illusion of the ghosts crying disappeared, and the urgent urging sound came to an abrupt end as if someone had stuck their throats .

Finally, Weng Bushun dozed his eyes in the dead silence.

There are only enough real things left in the whole world, only the sound of pattering rain, and the electronic sound that resounds through the entire 21st floor and the real world.

It sounds more aloof than ever:

[The angry king died, and the new king has not yet appeared. 】

[The throne has not changed. 】

"The King of Wrath is dead?!"

In the real world, people raised their eyes in panic, and were startled by the simple words of the electronic voice.

There were many people gathered in the square, and some people who couldn't bear it were crying loudly, their legs were so weak that they couldn't stand up.The people around him went to pull them, and their hearts were filled with astonishment.

Counting it, this should be the first time a ghost king died, the first time in the eyes of the public.Prior to this, even if there was a change of throne, most normal people had no way to know about it.

This is also the first time they really feel how close death is to them.

How could the Ghost King die——

But now, the ghost king is dead.

Just when everyone's faces were gloomy and they could only wait for death in despair, the electronic sound sounded again.

[The wrath king's soul imprint is destroyed, and the card is damaged. 】

[The throne collapsed, anger...]

This time even the electronic sound paused slightly:

[...The name will be removed from now on. 】

After the sound passed, people in the real world were no longer stunned, but stunned.They don't understand what's going on, and they can't comprehend the meaning of the electronic voice utterances.

What does crumbling throne mean?What is the delisting for?Why was King of Wrath removed?

At this time, someone shouted in surprise: "Look at the card in our palm, it has changed!"

On the square, those who chose to be angry hastily wiped away their tears and looked down hastily.The other ghost king's vassals approached impatiently, leaning over to look at the cards in their hands.

At a glance, everyone stayed where they were.

The words on their cards are changing automatically.

Some turned into jealousy, some into gluttony, after which people reported different original sins.They were unexpectedly assigned to other ghost kings and became new vassals!

"Strange, doesn't it mean that the choice won't change this time?" On a tall building somewhere, the manager looked blankly at the palm of his hand. The card with the word 'anger' originally written on it twitched for a while, covered by a new font. On the way, he was stunned for a moment: "...The arrogant king?"

Just when everyone was "perplexed" and "perplexed", the electronic voice gave an explanation: [Because the imprint of the angry soul has been destroyed, the ghost card that symbolizes identity can be destroyed.Since then, the Wrath King has been removed from the Seven Ghost Kings, depriving the Wrath King of all rights and interests. From now on, there are only six original sins left on the 21st floor, and their vassals are randomly assigned to other ghost kings. 】

I don't know if it's his own illusion, Sheng Yu always felt that the electronic sound was extraordinarily indifferent this time, and there seemed to be some faint anger in the indifference, every word seemed to be uttered through gritted teeth.

Before he could listen carefully, there was another voice:

[The second district opens a layer of pest control mechanism. 】

Bian Yixing hurriedly stood up, "The pest control mechanism is activated! The second district is an urban geological disaster. What are the urban geological disasters?"

"I don't know..." At this time, the players always complained that they didn't learn geography well in high school. "Anyway, let's get off the high platform first. Otherwise, the high platform will fall in the middle, and I will die." know how he died."

Feeling that the vibration under their feet is getting stronger and stronger, everyone's movements of pulling the climbing rope are getting faster and faster.

The heavy rain wet the eye sockets, and in the chaos, a sword trembled and floated up in the air, rushing forward.

Clang—it fell in front of Sheng Yu's eyes.

Sheng Yu opened his palm, and a small black and red acacia appeared, and Qu Chengjian's sword light in front of him jumped even more joyfully.

He stretched out his hand to hold the sword, and his heart was as complicated as an overwhelming river, and he didn't fall into the storm in front of him at all.

In the beginning, it was also because of Acacia, Tang Douzi recognized him as his mother, Yinniang.Now because of Xiangsizi again, Tang Qucheng's sword actually recognized him as Tang Qucheng again.

This family... What kind of relationship do they have with him?

Sheng Yu closed his eyes, and rainwater flowed down the corners of his eyes.It seemed as if a torrent of water was pouring down from the sky, rushing Fatty and Sheng Dongli in different directions. They struggled to walk in the flooding water, trying to get together again, but they were bumped back by the rain.

In this way, they retreated farther and farther until they could not see each other. They finally gave up and decided to turn around and part ways.

"Sheng Yu, lend me Qu Chengjian!" Zuo Zicheng shouted.

Sheng Yu turned to look at him, "What?"

Zuo Zicheng finally learned to be smart this time, he didn't take part in the dispute just now, and concentrated on doing one thing, which was to catch Xu Cha while he wasn't paying attention.

Obviously, he succeeded.

At this moment, he firmly stepped on Xu Cha's back, folded his hands back, and pressed them heavily under his knees, making the latter unable to move.

"If the Wrath King's soul imprint is destroyed, his Ghost King card can also be destroyed. This is according to the dungeon rules, and there is no possibility of mistakes. In this case, then I will destroy the envy king's soul imprint, and directly send Xu Cha together with him." Removed from the seven deadly sins."

"If I do this, I won't have to bear the grievances of hundreds of millions of vassals." Zuo Zicheng had never been so happy. He looked at Xu Cha angrily, "Today you will send me to hell!"

Sheng Yu immediately understood, raised his hand and threw it vigorously——

"Zuo Zicheng, take the sword!!!"