The end game [Zhongyingmei]

The melodious sound of bagpipes sounded in the square.

It was evening, and the golden red of the setting sun reflected and rippled on the floor tiles, and was refracted by the water column thrown by the fountain to reflect thousands of brilliance.

Crowds of twos and threes walked by, dropping coins in front of performers in plaid skirts.

Although Mephisto was among the people who were benefited by the sound of the bagpipes, he was not one of them who put down the coins.

On the contrary, the big beauty Rose is now wearing a black hooded sweater, her purple hair is carefully pulled back, the hood covers most of her face, her hands are in her pockets and she never took them out.

"........."

If the beauty Rose was still at a loss for such a situation when she first appeared in the cemetery, then she was already familiar with it the second time, even before the traffic increased, she went to the women's bathroom and replaced it with an empty pocket Spare uniforms in .

Sitting on a bench for pedestrians to rest, looking up at the slowly falling leaves of the giant ginkgo tree behind him, Mephisto is no different from any tourist on the square in terms of clothing and posture.

The difference is that on the wrists of both hands in her pockets, there is a ribbon of desire hovering weakly like a small snake, shaking left and right, enough to scare any ordinary person half to death, screaming and fleeing the scene.

And the pockets on both sides, one on the left and the other on the right, happened to be lying in two little fairies and pocket clowns.

The little fairy was asleep, and the clown was awake.

He cried for three days in a row, and there were no tears in his eyes. He just held Mephistopheles' finger in his pocket sleepily, put his head on it, and knocked it like a wimpy little chick. .

————It’s just a little chicken with a green head.

Mephisto leaned over to listen quietly with a ribbon of desire, and found that the clown was muttering something again.

Ever since he broke his brain, he had developed a strong fledgling plot towards Mephisto, but Mephisto... Mephisto didn't get rid of him because of her kindness.

Every time she saw him, Sisley in rose skin couldn't help thinking, how did the clown manage to open his brain and still be alive?

Mephisto cast her eyes on a certain place in the void, recalling the biological knowledge she had learned from reading, until the light screen floating in front of her flickered slightly.

Abaddon sent a message.

[She is safe. 】

He said.

This "she" needn't be said out loud, because everyone in Sisley knows that the person who will appear in the text message must be the main body.

【What are those? 】

Mephisto thought for a while, and quickly replied.

【forward. 】The monarch of hell can’t type much faster, 【I don’t even have an IQ, this is just a small fight before the start. 】

Mephisto sent another self six ellipses, signaling him to start talking.

[Last time, they probed something closer to the core. 】

Abaddon crackled and sent a long paragraph, obviously thinking a lot and reaching an excessive level, [Sisley's location has been located by them, the blood sample and other evidences have probably been sent back as well, they are probing step by step us. 】

[Do you need me to do something? 】

Mephisto read the message from Abaddon word by word, paused for a while, and then replied.

The light screen was bright, and for a moment, it reflected her eyes that suddenly became creepy.

The whites of the eyes are pitch-black, the pupils are blood-red, beautiful and paradoxical, out of the scope of human beings, like black dahlias blooming on the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

[No need. 】

Abaddon seemed to know her reaction, 【Do what you should do.We will all do our part]

After a while, he sent a photo.

It was obviously a candid shot, the photo was slightly blurred, and the angle looked too high, but the person captured inside was Sisley who was already curled up in the quilt.

The girl is small, with black hair hanging down to her waist, like a fairy in the forest. When this photo was taken, she seemed to hear some voice, and she was raising her head defenselessly, with ice blue eyes, Like a child in the sun.

But the beauty Rose couldn't help noticing that Sisley had a strange blush on her face, obviously suffering from illness.

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Sisley in rose skin: Why did the main body lose so much weight?

【Ken said he would come to Sisley when he was done. 】

The lord of hell sent her a message of comfort before her, [Things on his side are much simpler than ours, so don't worry. 】

Mephisto returned a full stop and closed the light screen.

The setting sun is gradually engulfed by the horizon, leaving behind the shivering smoke and dust burning in the distance.

———— In the past day, Mephisto has been thinking about a question.

If the premise of "multiplayer game" is adopted, when returning to the previous situation again, how should she lead many superheroes to find a way out from the flames?

And in the process of continuous analysis and construction, Mephisto has probably found a way to deal with it.

The last ray of light faded, and nothingness engulfed her vision.

The beauty Rose sat quietly until the darkness quickly faded at that moment, and she saw her clasped hands again, and heard the groans and complaints of the temporary Chaoying teammates in her ears.

"so cold."

Hawkeye grinned, and greeted her by the way, "Hi, we meet again."

Mephisto glanced at his bulging princess dress, and nodded slightly to him.

Compared with Iron Man, Captain America has forgotten the shackles of corsets and corsets after spending the day's relaxed and happy days, and now everyone has a painful mask.

Under the light, a deep crease appeared between the eyebrows of the blond man. He pursed his lips trying to overcome the discomfort in his body, and it took a long time to gradually get used to the terrifying equipment.

The iron man over there couldn't help being strangled, a golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and his face turned pale.

Mephistopheles was right next to him, so she reached out and kindly helped Tony adjust the position of the corset so that it went from wrapping his upper body to wrapping his lower half.

There would be a lot of skin-to-skin contact when adjusting the corset, and Iron Man couldn't care less about it now. While gasping for air, he thanked Mephisto in a low voice for saving his normal ribs.

"You're welcome."

Mephisto said.

The facial features of the blond girl are full of gorgeousness, like an oil painting painted with light and shadow, which is shockingly beautiful.

Iron Man, who had just been popularized about "the beautiful love between this woman and the Wayne's bat cub" during the day, couldn't help but look at her curiously, because of the "old popsicle and beautiful girl" that once appeared in his mind. Yan Bingshan" the CP mourned for two seconds and then ruthlessly abandoned it.

Naturally, Mephisto didn't know what he was thinking. If she knew, Sisley in rose skin and Sisley's body wouldn't mind playing a bad joke—an old traditional art.

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"We discussed the countermeasures here." Captain America adjusted the corset alone, then leaned over, and said in a low voice, "It should be impossible to go underwater. Our only way out is the shore."

"Why do you say that?"

Mephisto asked him.

"look."

The blond man showed a calm and slightly worried expression. He raised his finger and pointed to the lake not far away, where a section of milky white like a sea snake floated quietly, just in the shadow where the light could not find it, so it was difficult for people to recognize what is that.

But Mephisto's eyesight was naturally extraordinary.

She stared at the white blob for a moment and realized it was a human leg.

"…………"

Mephisto, who swam across the lake yesterday, suddenly remembered the fear of being dominated by the female ghost in the lake.

The matter has become quite obvious here. This lake is the burial place for all the sacrifices. There are wreckages of sunken ships under the lake, as well as the resentful souls of the past who are trapped here and cannot leave. It is to push the sacrifice to its climax.

If the "princess" is the so-called sacrificial offering, then the remaining people who were invited are the funeral offerings of the "princess".

And Mephisto didn't believe that in past experience, there was no princess who was so frightened that she couldn't move.

The residents on the other side only set fire to the shore, but did not come to burn the boat or damage the boat with utensils, which illustrates a fact.

————They are not worried that the sacrifice will not die.

That is to say, when the time reaches a certain level, the sacrifice is destined to fall into the lake.

"I see, she moves."

Mephisto's mind wandered, but she watched for a while, answering Captain America as calmly as she could.

"We're going to row to the other side."

The voice of the blond man and Mephistopheles sounded almost at the same time, and they said the same words. The beauty Rose was not surprised, but nodded slightly at him, and lifted the low table of the boat in the center of the lake.

The table itself is a square board, but the support for the base is a pretty good rowing stick.Natasha took the table from Mephisto, broke it on her knee with a "click", and handed back the section she needed to Mephisto.

The red-haired and blue-eyed female agent's movements are very chic, and her gestures have a strong charm. Such movements are elegant and beautiful without losing a sense of absolute power.

Mephisto couldn't help but take another look at her, and there was an imperceptible gleam in his blue eyes.

Mephisto: *Secretly archive this frame in my mind and plan to share it with Sisley when I see her*

Every Sisley is an old fan of Black Widow.

Before Natasha noticed her too long gaze, Mephisto turned back one step, submerged the broken wooden table into the water, and made a tentative stroke.

The boat really moved, turning a small half circle around the spot.

Natasha split the table into two and supported the blonde from the other side. The two rowed together, and the small wooden boat began to move forward at a turtle speed.

The calm lake surface was gradually broken, Mephisto lowered his head, and saw dense faces from under the dark water.

They emerged one by one, their hair tangled like seaweed, their eyes closed, their expressions calm, their mouths full of long teeth.

"Don't let any part of yourself get in the water of the lake."

Captain America said decisively.

"no problem."

Both Iron Man and Hawkeye moved closer to the inside of the boat, giving the two ladies more room to row.

Seeing that their boat was about to reach the pier, the hull suddenly shook violently, as if something was grabbing the hull and trying to climb up.Captain America suddenly stood up, and Natasha and Mephisto also stopped rowing, waiting for the monster that was about to climb up.

A wet, snow-white hand touched the eaves of the boat in a dark place where the light could not reach.

Mephisto raised the rowing table in his hands high, and was about to fall heavily, when a familiar blond head popped out dripping with water.

At this moment, the hand of the big beauty Rose suddenly lost the strength to hold it high.

—————The girl has blond hair and purple eyes. Under the light, her two frightened and nervous eyes are like sparkling purple gemstones.

"A child?"

Mephisto heard Hawkeye mumble inexplicably.

"Come on!"

The first thing the girls did when they climbed up was to urge them, "Hurry up, the ceremony is about to begin!"

And Mephisto knew her.

The girl is the one that appeared in the single player game, the "rebel" who desperately tried to get her out.