The Fool of the Gods

The prisoner took another step forward.

He just snapped his fingers lightly, and on a branch above the three people's heads, a man with a broken arm who was imprisoned and unable to move appeared and fell down, falling directly in front of Bailing.

The huge movement made Cheng Shi and Bailing's pupils shrink, and their faces became even uglier.

Mo Wu!

This mantis watching the show has been defeated by the yellow bird.

He rolled to the ground, his eyes rolling around, his hands and feet twitching constantly, obviously "seeing" something terrible!

"The torture song of the Nightmare Demon.

He saw the most terrifying image in his heart and can no longer pose a threat to you.

Are you curious?

How did a source of disaster with insufficient fire follow you into the void and come here through His creation?

The answer is obvious, isn't it?

Of course, it was through my hand.

He thought his performance was flawless. The moment he escaped, he immediately turned back and found a parasite host who could carry him without falling behind.

But unfortunately, there were so many people present at the time, but he chose me.

Interesting.

He is unfortunate, but also lucky.

Because only I can hide from your cognition better than him and bring him here...

And so I guess [Fraud] won't refuse fun things.

As it turns out, I guessed right, haha.

Well, the story has been told for long enough, so why don't you give up?

What are you waiting for?

Waiting for the cute and silly Knight of Order, or the enthusiastic and knowledgeable poet?

Or the knowledgeable scholar who really impressed me...?

No need to wait, they won't come back.

Everyone will just think that we are making a battle plan in a 'friendly and urgent' way.

Since nothing happened in the laboratory, they will naturally do what they should do. "

Cheng Shi's face darkened when he heard the voice, and he looked out of the corner of his eye and saw Fang Shiqing and Cui Qiushi, who had joined Ji Yue's battlefield.

They seemed to ignore this place and were unaware of everything that happened here.

"Okay, my patience is limited.

Little bird, tell me how you saw through me. If you tell me, I can let you go...

Well, let the person behind you go.

You probably don't care about your own life.

But, you care about his."

Bai Ling was concentrating on defending, but after hearing this, she paused and pursed her lips tightly.

Cheng Shi was about to ask her to ignore it, but Bai Ling told him the reason before him.

"Covet, I can quantify other people's covetousness.

The moment you turned around, you...

wanted my life."

The prisoner raised his eyebrows and suddenly realized.

"Interesting, I miscalculated, well, everyone miscalculates, and I am no exception.

Who would have thought that a sensory hunter with 1400 points would actually have an S-level talent.

Not bad, not bad, you are worthy of them.

Very good, the last fun is over, now it's time to harvest."

Speaking, the prisoner raised his hand again, ready to snap his fingers for the second time.

But at this moment, Cheng Shi broke the silence that had been going on for a long time, shed his solemn face, and suddenly laughed.

He laughed wantonly, he laughed crazily.

He smiled and looked at the prisoner in front of him who looked a little stunned, with a playful look on his face:

"I say, you high-level players, why are you so...

No, want, to, force, face?

Harvest?

Where do you want to gain?

Do you think you have planned everything and are about to win?

Hahaha, hahahaha.

How dare you say this in front of His followers?"

Cheng Shi suddenly stopped smiling, his face darkened, and his sharp eyes stared at the prisoner's eyes, emitting a cold light like the Nine Nether Abyss.

"Did I say I let you win?"

After saying that, he snapped his fingers before the prisoner.

"Snap."

A crisp sound.

Bai Ling turned back suddenly, and the prisoner frowned.

In the two people's suspicious and gloomy eyes...

[Existence] was reversed, [Memory] dissipated.

[Sea Dream's Foam] ended its effect at this moment. In this instant, the image of Cheng Shi in everyone's mind disappeared.

It was as if he had never been here.

...

Cheng Shi never trusted anyone.

When he was summoned by Fang Shiqing and jumped into the light in the void, he had heard some fragments about the Firebringer's crisis.

From that moment on, he decided to play a behind-the-scenes hero in this crisis.

Yes, a behind-the-scenes hero.

He is notRejection to help them casually, but this confidence is not given by [fraud], but by [memory].

Memory of the Sea of ​​Floating Dreams!

This SSS-level artifact from the God is the confidence that Cheng Shi believes he can stay behind the scenes.

So!

The moment he got up from the corpse, when his arms shook off the blood, he had already activated the first effect of the Memory of the Sea of ​​Floating Dreams: the floating foam of the sea of ​​dreams.

In this way, within 24 hours, he will not leave any memory of this trial.

And it happened that the fire transmitters only had 24 hours left.

So!

He dared to ask about Zhao Qian in front of Fang Shiqing and the other two, confessed that he was a clown in front of everyone, and talked about himself in the void and claimed to be a fire transmitter!

He did not trust them, but had already kept a backup for this trust.

So!

At this moment, when Cheng Shi snapped his fingers to end the countdown, all the traces he had painted in everyone's minds today disappeared.

I said that I can only give 50% trust at most.

When I trust you unconditionally, I'm sorry, you have been deceived by me.

Bailing's face changed from suspicion to confusion, and the prisoner's expression changed from gloomy to astonishment.

And at the moment when "forgetfulness" just took effect, Cheng Shi did not waste the opportunity!

He immediately covered himself with a mask, and then took out a scalpel, without saying a word, he strode forward, slashed up with a knife, and slashed at the front...

Bailing!

Bailing saw the silver light rushing in her face, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

But this time she did not let others slaughter her.

Although she didn't know who the "enemy" with a mask in front of her was, she still evaded the attack quickly and shot an arrow at Cheng Shi's thigh with a backhand!

The long arrow pierced the flesh, pulling the emotions, Cheng Shi's eyes instantly turned red, and he gasped.

However, he reacted quickly. Although he was hit by the arrow in time, he still punched Bai Ling's waist, and then rolled out while enduring the severe pain in his leg, and happened to roll to the prisoner's feet.

He half-knelt on the ground, his eyes gloomy and panting.

"Musician, what are you still doing? Do it!

She took all the petals of the Whispering Tree. If we don't take them back, how can we explain to Master Ultraman!"

"Buzz——"

The prisoner, who was still carefully recalling the current situation, heard this name and his head buzzed.

This masked man actually knew that master.

He was one of us?

Was it... that master who sent him to assist him?

Seeing that the prisoner didn't take action, Cheng Shi cursed angrily.

"Damn it, I can't count on anyone, I'll do it myself!"

He moved quickly, ignoring his bleeding thigh, and suddenly kicked the ground and jumped up, stabbing at Bai Ling again with the scalpel in his hand.

This time, Bai Ling, who was still confused, didn't dodge it after all. She was stabbed in the left arm, and a bright red blood line was thrown out.

She cried out in pain, and at the same time, she bowed back and pulled Cheng Shi back.

This time, she hit Cheng Shi's neck hard. If Cheng Shi's action was a little slower, his neck would be directly cut by Bai Ling's bowstring.

Cheng Shi took a breath of cold air, and while retreating, he secretly stabbed himself in the chest.

Bai Ling staggered back, covering her arm, and retreated to the curtain wall of the laboratory with a solemn face.

Two attacks were blocked, and two escapes from death. This confrontation that was not fake finally won a little trust from the prisoner. He took a half step forward and carefully used his fingers to hold Cheng Shi, who was about to fall to the ground.

Cheng Shi felt that his back was suddenly supported by a strong big hand. His body suddenly stiffened, and he instinctively stabbed back.

"Ding——"

The tip of the scalpel was firmly clamped by two metal-like fingers again. The prisoner sneered and looked at his "companion" who had turned half of his body with a scrutinizing look, and said disdainfully:

"Are you crazy?

You have the nerve to shout with such little strength?

Why would that master send a weak chicken like you to help me..."

But before he finished speaking, he saw the "own man" in front of him curled his lips.

Bad, it's going to be bad!

He suddenly withdrew his hand and was about to retreat, but... it was too late.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

Cheng Shi did not hesitate to charge his ring. The thunder filled with the dead city guard knights on the ruins roared and hit the prisoner one after another.

The distance between the two was too close, so close that the plasma had not accelerated before it reached the end.

"......"

The prisoner saw a purple arc of light coming towards him, and he didn't even have the chance to utter a word "no". He was completely submerged in the sea of ​​thunder.

In an instant, he turned into a charred corpse.

He didn't evenThe whole body was annihilated into ashes by the second and third shots that followed.

At the moment when the prisoner was scattered into ashes, Cheng Shi rushed forward again, raised his hand again and threw a thunder bomb, blasting towards...

Mo Wu on the ground.

The source of disaster who had been controlled by the prisoner for a long time and woke up because of his death, saw a familiar purple arc light explode on his forehead before he could sort out his consciousness.

"Boom--"

The charred corpse came back to life as soon as the thunder light disappeared.

Two of the four living people in the laboratory were killed in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Shi looked at the charred corpse in front of him, and his tense heartstrings finally relaxed by one tenth.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he muttered softly:

"Tsk, villains die because they talk too much.

This truth has been passed down for so many years, why don't you understand it?

Fortunately, I am a villain who doesn't talk much.

Uh...

Not really.

But I usually talk after you die.

Beep."

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