when god comes

Qianye clearly remembered that he went in with Cang Jie, but the moment he stepped into the mirror, he was the only one left.

There was no light in the dark passage. After walking for a long time, Qianye finally touched a door.

Opening the door, Qianye found himself in a room with only one table and one chair. A candle was burning on the table, illuminating a small area.

Before he could see the contents of the room clearly, the door closed with a slam.He pulled it hard, but didn't pull it away.

"What is this for?" Qianye was a little impatient, and sat down on the stool.

Fortunately, there was at least one candle. Qianye was immersed in darkness, and there was not even a window in the room, giving him a feeling of being isolated from the world.

It is easy for a person to lose the concept of time in a closed space. He opened the bracelet and wanted to send a message to Cangjie, but found that he couldn't send it at all.

After an unknown amount of time, the voice of God finally sounded.

"Welcome all players to the large role-playing game - Werewolf Killer, let me announce the rules of the game.

"Players need to find out all werewolves and eliminate them. The way of elimination is limited to voting during the day, and you cannot counter-kill werewolves at night."

"As for other aspects," God paused at this point, "The rules of the game will be sent to your bracelets, and God will randomly delete some of the rules as a difficulty upgrade."

"In addition, except during the round table discussions during the day, players can speak, and players are not allowed to make comments about the game during the rest of the time."

"This game is a personal battle. Players need to survive and stay until the end of the game. But if all the gods or all the villagers are eliminated, the werewolf wins."

"The role cards will be issued below."

A shiny card spun down from the sky, floating in the air, Qianye didn't bother to take it, just turned the card over.

The word "idiot" was written on it impressively.

Qianye remained expressionless and continued to read the following text. "Be able to activate skills when you die, and stay on the field to speak freely."

Although he has never played Werewolf, even he knows that this game is very popular in Japan.

He carefully read the rules of the game, and felt that God was a little disgusted, but this was not good for werewolves.That is, the identity card was not introduced, and this was the part that was randomly deleted. Qianye didn't know the functions of other priesthoods.

He felt that there was one rule that was special.

The real werewolf is hidden among the players, and a person's identity can be verified every night, but the werewolf played by the player does not know his identity, until all werewolf players are eliminated, the real werewolf will kill people.

Real werewolves can be killed by player werewolves.

Time passed minute by minute, quiet enough to hear his own heartbeat, Qianye frowned, this familiar, disgusting feeling surged up again.

The feeling of being imprisoned.

But he still remembered that after someone stabbed Socrates in Athens, the wound appeared on the man himself.The game still has to follow its rules.

After a long time, God's voice sounded again, "The game is about to start, please close your eyes when it gets dark."

The candle on the table was extinguished immediately, and the whole environment was dark. Even if the players kept their eyes open, they couldn't see anything.

Really hardcore eyes closed.

"Wolfman, please open your eyes."

"Werewolf, please kill." In the silence, Qianye heard the sound of a door opening in the distance.

It was another house. After a while, he heard the sound of something heavy hitting the ground, followed by a piercing scream, and the sound of someone wrestling together.

He turned the cards in his hand without even frowning.

When the air became quiet again, God's voice sounded again, "Witch, please open your eyes, he died last night, you have a bottle of antidote, do you want to save it?"

God paused, "You have a bottle of poison/medicine, do you want to use it?"

"Witch, please close your eyes."

"Prophet please open your eyes."

Prophet?Qianye's turn hand paused, these two identities looked much better than his.

Hope it's not two idiots.

"Prophet, please choose a player to check your identity."

"Prophet, please close your eyes."

"The following is the sheriff election. The sheriff can speak after each round of speeches. With 1.5 votes, please make a choice."

Qianye opened his eyes.

Two buttons popped up in front of me again, the red one is "run for election" and the gray one is "don't run for election".He clicked gray without hesitation.

"Its daybreak."

The door flicked open, the darkness swept away, and the sun outside rose high.Qianye walked along the only small gravel road, and found a large round table in the open air, and there were already many people there.

His eyes passed through the crowd, and he saw Cang Jie who was already sitting at the table. Cang Jie greeted him with a smile.

A group of people at the table chattered about something and gathered together.

"What did you draw..." Before finishing this sentence, a woman was struck by a bolt of lightning that fell from the sky and fell silent.It was a sunny day, and it thundered like this.

She was forcibly muted.

Qianye glanced at it from the corner of his eye, pulled the stool and sat down beside Cang Jie.

There was a young couple on the field getting bored, and everyone else was busy with their own affairs.A loli with a golden ponytail looks rather strange, holding some needles, I don't know what to do with it.

"I was a little worried about you young master when I was locked in the wooden house at first." Cang Jie picked up the cup, poured a full cup and placed it in front of Qianye.

"There's nothing to worry about, I'm not a child anymore." Qianye picked it up and took a sip.

Cangsuke smiled and nodded, but said nothing.

As the last person in a black robe who didn't even show his face took his seat, everyone was present.

"The following is the sheriff's election, please players vote for those who participate in the election."

There were fourteen people sitting there, and four of them were running for sheriff, namely Luoli and three other men.

"The following players are invited to run for the sheriff to publish their election manifestos, and they will speak in sequence according to the order of the players' numbers."

Qianye and the others sat in the middle, and people on both sides were running for sheriff.

If they come in order, they are No. 3 Lolita, No. 11 Man and No. 12 Woman.

Little Lolita was still fiddling with the syringe in her hand, she stood up only after being reminded by the person next to her, she lowered her head and said nothing.

"Girl, election manifesto." The player next to her kindly reminded her.

"Emile doesn't know," she shook her head blankly.

"Player No. 3 please publish the election manifesto." Although God said it again in a calm tone, it could be seen that he was a little anxious.

"Emile likes red, so Emile chose red." Little Lolita was quite serious.

The players burst into laughter.

Qianye was player number 7. He took a sip of tea and looked down under the table.One of Little Lolita's bottles was knocked??????????q? The liquid inside dripped down the table, and the grass on the ground instantly turned black.

Player No. 11 stood up, and he touched his head a little embarrassedly, "Guys, I actually wanted to say that I am a prophet, but..."

"But I'm not actually," the man said naively, "I'm a magic card, but I still want to run for sheriff because I played Werewolf before."

"Anyone who has played Werewolf will know that the prophet usually wants to run for sheriff, but for some reason, the prophet doesn't seem to jump out."

"Of course it could be Miss No. 12," he nodded to No. 12.

"I don't know what to say anymore, that's all." After speaking, he sat down.

"Finally it's my turn." The woman stood up and teased her confidently. "I'm a prophet. Last night I tested player number 6. He is my golden water, that is, he is a good guy."

Player No. 6 is a middle-aged uncle. He was a little stunned, but he still nodded.

"Next night, if it were me, I would test player No. 5." She spoke quickly, and turned to look at No. 5. "If you can, please take off your mask."

Player No. 5, the one who came last and wore an exaggerated black robe, remained motionless.

"Now players are asked to vote."

Most people voted for player number 12, but Qianye chose to abstain.

"The sheriff's election is over, and the sheriff was elected on the 12th."

"The one who died last night was No. 4, please give your last words." The man No. 4 had been fidgeting since the beginning, and now he was even more stunned on the spot.

"Last words, what last words?" The man suddenly found that his feet were disappearing, turning into sand and falling to the ground.The scar on the neck appeared, and the piece of flesh became bloody.

"I don't want to die!" The man broke down, crying heartbreakingly, "I don't want to die yet!"

His brain seemed to shut down early, and he could only say this sentence after tossing and turning.But it's hard for him, no matter how calm he is now, he can't say any effective information.

Everyone just watched a living person turn into sand and be blown away by a gust of wind.No one panicked. After all, I had been in this forest for a week and hadn't seen anything.

Since player No. 12 said that he did not detect a werewolf, no one gave any valid information in the first round of discussions.So no one was voted out in the first round of discussion.

Qianye just watched and rarely spoke.

It was almost the second night, and the players got up one after another and returned to the previous wooden house.

Qianye sat on a chair, thinking about what the players had said during the day.He put his hands on the table and knocked on the table one after another.

The candles on the table are already dark, and the game begins.

After God announced "Werewolves please kill", he suddenly heard a voice approaching his house.

By such a coincidence, he got up quietly, stood at the corner beside the door, and pulled out his sword from his bracelet. The ten colorless stones on the hilt were dyed purple.

The door opened quietly, and Qianye clenched the sword in his hand.There was a flash of golden light, and then he heard someone fall on the grass.

Although it was only a second, Qianye, who quickly looked out, still saw the situation outside.

Three groups of mosaics twisted into a ball on the ground.

This is quite strict. I don't know if it is stipulated by God that werewolves can only be mosaics at night, or that players can only see mosaics at night.Anyway the result made no difference.

After the door closed, Qianye sat back on the chair and raised the corners of his mouth. Although there was a certain probability, it was really such a coincidence.

The process went through once, and soon came the second day, the door opened, and Qianye stood up.

[The author has something to say: The walnut that is crumbs is here to apologize to everyone, because the chapter needs to be revised for some reasons.Please forgive me.

Here is a supplementary setting for readers who have never played Werewolf Killer.

The priesthoods that will appear in this story are prophets, guards, idiots, and witches.

Prophet: You can check the identity of a person every night, and you can only know whether it is a good person or a bad person.

Guard: You can choose to protect one player every night, but you cannot protect one person continuously, that is, you must protect others on the second night.

Witch: Possesses a vial of antidote and a vial of poison.Antidote and poison cannot be used at the same time.

If the guard and the witch protect a player at the same time overnight, the effects of the antidote and the guard will cancel each other out, and the attacked player will die.

Idiot: Can stay on the field to talk after death.

The werewolf setting is based on the relationship between gargoyles and werewolves.Commonly known as the big wolf and the little wolf, the relationship between this article has already been said.Not much to elaborate on.

The criteria for judging the outcome of the game also refer to the rules of slaughter, that is, killing all the gods or all the werewolves wins, and the good guy wins if all the wolves are voted out.

Players can vote every day, and those voted for will be eliminated, that is, voted out.

At night, the villagers close their eyes all the time, and only gods and wolves can work.

If the guard is killed, he can choose to tear off the police badge, that is, there will be no sheriff in the following games.But you can also choose to give it to another player.

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