The trainees in the center of the roulette wheel were rather silent. Not many of them spoke.
No.8 The Dark Wizard stood where he was, his green eyes hidden under his hood looking at the white-haired magician.
Zong Jiu only glanced at him indifferently, as if he was looking at an insignificant stranger.
The door of the roulette wheel under the night sky was wide open. It was coated with a layer of faint fluorescent light, indicating its identity as a safe house.
"Hurry, the safe house is right in front of us. Victory is right in front of us. Run faster!"
Trainees ran over one after another. Some of the trainees even had Phantom Shadow behind them. There were even black shadows in hospital gowns and wielding large axes.
Unfortunately, after the trainees ran into the safe house, these ghosts could only glare at them a few times before leaving resentfully.
Under the night sky, only the music of a black man carrying a coffin could be heard from the amusement park's speakers. There was a trace of horror in the happy shaking of their legs.
Screams rose and fell. Occasionally, they could hear the strange sounds of various special items being used. Sometimes, fireworks would explode, and sometimes, a ghostly face would appear in the darkness. It was a chaotic scene.
Xu Su squatted down and rubbed his shoulders. He sat directly on the roulette wheel, opened a sports drink in his backpack, and took a big gulp. "I don't know where the next safe house will be. I hope it's not too far from here."
Of course, all the trainees were thinking the same thing.
The safe house was only effective for fifty minutes. After fifty minutes, they would have to wait another ten minutes to know the location of the next safe house.
Fortunately, the main system stipulated that ghosts could not guard the door. If all of these ghosts were guarding the door of the safe house, the trainees would be in trouble.
Zong Jiu stood where he was and looked into the distance.
Layers of houses were stacked behind the trees. They were like demons released from hell, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. They were wrapped in thick, sticky shadows.
He and Zhuge An acted separately. Zong Jiu and Tokumon led a team. The exorcist acted alone to avoid suspicion. According to the plan, Zhuge An should have gone to find No.6. Then, Zong Jiu should have led a team to find No.2 and remove the puppet strings from his head.
But now the question was, where was Fan Zhuo?
Logically speaking, the Night Clan should have chosen District One as their entry point, but Zong Jiu couldn't find them at the entrance. He couldn't even see their shadow, which was a bit strange.
While Zong Jiu was deep in thought, the soles of everyone's feet suddenly shook.
"What's going on?"
Tokumon almost fell down on the spot. It took him a lot of effort to grab the seat next to him.
"Everyone, hurry up and hold on, this stupid wheel is about to start!"
As if in response, a ringing sound came from the activation room of the central turntable below.
In the past two weeks, everyone had played in the amusement park. Naturally, they knew what this sound meant.
This was clearly the sound of the ride's activation!
"F * ck, hurry up and find a seat. When this gun is turned on, it can turn 90 degrees!"
"Motherf * cker! Motherf * cker! The safe house hasn't been activated yet. Is there something wrong with it? "
Suddenly, the sound of swearing filled the night sky.
All the trainees standing on the turntable rushed to the seats around the turntable like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey. They fastened their seat belts at the speed of light.
What a joke, many of them had played this ride before.
Compared to the other turntables, the central turntable was big enough. When it turned, it could not turn 360 degrees in the air like the other smaller turntables. But it also happened to be good news for the trainees.
Because there were clearly not enough seats.
Under the premise that there were not enough seats, if the ride really turned upside down in midair, the trainees would have to commit suicide on the spot.
"If you can't find a seat, find something to hold on to! Even a seat belt is fine! "
Fortunately, Zong Jiu was fast enough. After fastening his seat belt, he grabbed Xu Su, who did not have time to find a seat, and turned his head to instruct the other trainees who did not have time to react.
At this critical moment, the giant central turntable activated.
The trainees who did not manage to get a seat quickly grabbed something and tried to lock themselves to it.
Xu Su clung to the side of Zong Jiu's seat.
Some unlucky ones who did not have time to find a place to grab onto were directly thrown out by the centrifugal force of the turntable. They rolled out of the safe house's range. Not only did they suffer from the pain of falling from a high place, they also fell into the hunting range of some unknown monster. Shrill screams pierced the night sky.
Tokumon, who was sitting next to him, wanted to cry. "The seat belt on this seat is broken."
Zong Jiu: "…"
The bullet screen of the live stream was filled with hahahaha.
[F * ck, as expected of the unlucky ones. Even a random seat belt can break!]
[Earth Imperial Gate's boss has never disappointed me before. There's really no one who can be this unlucky!]
[My source of happiness, Ding Dong, go online.]
[Hahahaha, my god. Every time a Yin Yang Master appears, my understanding of the word 'unlucky' is refreshed.]
Since they were already seated, there was no way to salvage the situation. Zong Jiu could only hold his forehead and say, "Hold on tight!"
The turntable swayed higher and higher until it reached the highest point in an instant.
Under the violent shaking, more and more trainees could not withstand the impact and were suddenly thrown off. They fell heavily to the ground, their fate unknown. Fortunately, although Tokumon was unlucky, he could at least use his spiritual power to tie himself to the seat and did not need anyone's help.
On the other hand, Xu Su was seeing stars in the air. If not for Zong Jiu holding on to his backpack, he might have been thrown off as well.
Among this group of people, the sorcerer from the Witchcraft Association was the most outstanding.
The Dark Wizard condensed a cloud of black mist in his hand and lifted him into the air. He did not need to rely on any power and was able to easily walk on the ground. The other sorcerers were not as powerful as him, but they could also use the black mist to fix themselves to the turntable. They did not need to find a seat.
The few minutes of joy on the turntable had turned into a long torment that was worse than death.
When the turntable stopped in place, many trainees rushed to the edge and began to vomit. Their faces had turned purple.
"Ugh, my God, Yue-"
Xu Su was foaming at the mouth and could not regain his senses for a long time.
By the time he recovered, the safe house was about to lose its effect.
Tokumon called out to his team members. Everyone did not care about the discomfort of flipping in the air. They strapped on their skates and stepped on their skateboards. They quickly got ready to escape.
"Don't rush. There are still ten minutes before the new safe house is announced. Let's wait and see."
Zong Jiu took out a flashlight from his bag and stepped on the skateboard with his other foot. He even had the leisure to put on a pair of transparent goggles.
A minute later, the main system announced: [The first round of safe houses has lost its effect.]
In the darkness in the distance, the sound of rising and falling ghostly laughter rang out.
Just as everyone's faces were filled with vigilance as they lowered their bodies and prepared to find a good angle to escape, these sinister and cold laughs instantly ceased.
The sound disappeared abruptly, as if it had been cut off in the middle. There was no follow-up.
At the same time, the underlings hiding in the darkness also dispersed. The world suddenly became quiet. Other than the music from the underworld that was still playing from the amusement park's pumpkin speakers, not even the sound of falling leaves rustling in the wind could be heard.
It was a little strange.
The onmyoji was the first to show a serious expression.
"— —!"
Suddenly, an indescribable sound rang out. It sounded like something was cruising on the ground or floating in the air, slowly slicing through the air. It made one's teeth ache.
Further away, the jack-o '-lanterns floating in the air suddenly went out one by one. The golden-red flames turned into white smoke. A moment later, they reignited with ghostly blue flames.
Silence. An eerie silence.
In the sky above the shadows, a tattered fabric appeared in the void. Something even darker and gloomier had stepped onto the stage.
Soon, the trainees discovered in horror that it was not a fabric that hung down, but a wide black hood that was as tall as two people.
The hood floated in the air. The hem of the black robe was a few feet from the ground. The tattered fabric rolled with the thick black fog behind it. It was like a nightmare.
The hood was open. From the outside, one could only see the deep black fog emerging from within. It was like a plague spread by Satan. When one got closer, one could even see specks of unknown black ash. The flowers and plants in the surrounding flowerbeds withered without warning the moment they came into contact with the fog. They decayed and turned into brown pus.
The Bird of Death, the symbol of death, poked its head out from the top of the black fog and let out a hoarse howl.
In its skeletal hand was a huge black scythe. The edge of the scythe reflected the cold moonlight.
Grim Reaper, the image of the god of death originated from the Kate people and the ancient Middle Eastern religion. It eventually became a popular name for the god of death in folklore. The typical items were the black cloak and the scythe.
Xu Su swallowed. "This … this appearance, could … could it be the Ghost King that the main system said can ignore the hunting range?"
No one spoke. Everyone knew the answer in their hearts.
These days, everyone was familiar with the ghost dolls in the amusement park. Most of the dolls only had a head covering on their upper body. The one in front of them could ignore gravity and float in the air. Its appearance could even destroy the world. There was no record of it in the manuals and maps of the major organizations present.
The possibility of it being the Ghost King was ninety percent.
"What are you waiting for? Run!"
At Zong Jiu's command, he stomped his feet on the ground and quickly stepped on the skateboard to rush forward.
The trainees from the other organizations were so scared that they scattered like birds and beasts. No one wanted to personally experience the feeling of touching the black fog with their human skin.
The white-haired young man led the team from one street to another. They did not need to turn around to hear the sound of the robe rustling in the air.
Xu Su panted as he ran. "Brother Jiu, why do I feel like the Grim Reaper is chasing us?"
There were three or four teams of trainees in front of the roulette wheel. After they dispersed, the hooded Grim Reaper did not even look at them. It held the scythe and flew straight towards Magician's team. Its speed was like heaven and earth compared to the chainsaw maniac.
The bullet screen also noticed this.
[What's going on? Why is the Grim Reaper chasing after Magician's team?]
[I'm confused too. It chased them for three or four streets from Borough One to Borough Two. What's going on?]
[Does this team have something that attracted the Ghost King's attention?]
[Now I can confirm that the Grim Reaper is the Ghost King. It can lock onto its prey from such a long distance … If we want to escape, we have to wait for the next safe house announcement.]
[Not only that, it's too fast. If it keeps running like this, the trainees will be caught soon.]
After three streets, Tokumon gritted his teeth. "Let's split up! The Ghost King is probably coming for me! "
The Yin Yang Master knew himself well. His profession was dealing with ghosts. The spiritual power in his body was a great supplement for ghosts. Usually, he was the first person the ghosts would deal with in a horror dungeon.
It could be said that Tokumon was equivalent to a large supernatural attraction. Coupled with his unlucky nature, it was rare for him to encounter the Ghost King in the first safe house.
In a sense, he felt guilty for dragging his teammates down.
As a result, Tu Yumiemon didn't wait for a reply after he finished speaking. Instead, he turned and ran towards another fork in the road.
After running for about ten meters, the Yin Yang Master looked back.
There was no one behind him.
From afar, there seemed to be a sneer from under the hood. It was quickly covered by the sound of rustling clothes. The Yin Yang Master turned and continued to chase after Magician.