It happened too quickly, so quickly that no one had time to react. The dark yellow lasso suddenly descended from the night sky.
Not only Xu Su, but all the rookies who ran over with him were also caught in the lasso. Like an eagle catching a chick, they were pulled into the darkness behind them by brute force.
In just a few seconds, Xu Su's face turned red as he grabbed the lasso around his throat. He took out the talisman that Tokumon gave them from his pocket. The talisman burned in the air, but it was still useless. It was obvious that he had encountered a tough nut to crack.
"Xu Su!"
The man yelled anxiously. He no longer cared about the angry words he had said before that he would never pay attention to Xu Su in the amusement park. The witchcraft book in his hand moved even though there was no wind. He immediately mobilized the seawater in the Black Sea behind him and turned it into a dozen water arrows in the air, cutting toward the rope.
Behind him, several senior trainees from different organizations showed surprised expressions.
Many people knew that Xu Sen was only a C-level veteran. It was reasonable to say that if he was still a C-level after being in the Infinite Loop for a period of time, it was either due to his bad temperament or bad luck.
As a matter of fact, Xu Sen had soared to the A-level after drawing the famous medieval witchcraft book, "The Book of the Black Hen", from the A-level blind box. During this period, many large organizations had expressed their intention to rope him in. For example, the Witchcraft Association, which specialized in witchcraft. Unfortunately, they were all rejected by him.
Now, it seemed that Xu Sen's A-level was indeed worthy of his name.
There were many types of special items. Most of them were energy-type items, but the rarest of them were attack-type items. In the end, Xu Sen had obtained the rarest type of item. How could it not make people jealous?
Perhaps Xu Sen would be among the hundred people who debuted in the end.
No one expected that when the water arrows flew in the air, a rope would suddenly fly out from the darkness and accurately block the water arrows.
After all, the arrow was still condensed from water. After cutting a section of the rope, it became powerless and scattered in the air, turning back into water droplets that fell to the floor tiles.
Xu Sen closed his eyes and pointed at the Evil Book of Sorcery made of human skin with his other hand.
Without the cover of his sleeve, everyone could see the dried and charred fingers on his left hand.
[What's up with this new A-grade hand? Can anyone tell me more about it?]
[Wow, this hand is a little scary. I remember the dark witchcraft that the Witchcraft Association and the others practiced. It does seem to have the danger of a backlash, but this hand is really too terrifying. It directly turned into a mummy.]
[I know, I know. Previously, this Xu Sen was a Level C player. Wasn't the Level C Instance Dungeon Mount Olympus? His performance there was quite outstanding. He used his Level A Special Item, a Forbidden Black Witchcraft. It required the user to absorb the life force of the caster. Otherwise, why do you think he could get an A-level evaluation from the main system? He must have put in a lot of effort.]
[Yeah, so that's how he got to Level A. It wasn't easy. Sheep.jpg]
Xu Su also saw this scene. He suddenly stopped struggling and widened his eyes in disbelief.
After returning from Mount Olympus, Xu Sen changed into a set of loose clothes and deliberately made the sleeves very long.
Since Xu Sen was promoted to Level A, they hadn't had a good chat, let alone when Xu Su insisted on participating in the Halloween event. The two started to have a cold war.
So it was not until now that Xu Su knew that Xu Sen's hand had become like this.
It was no wonder that these days, Xu Sen was always secretive in front of him.
Unfortunately, he didn't have time to say anything. Because of this moment of relaxation, the rope mercilessly dragged him into the deep darkness.
The last thing he saw was Xu Sen's red eyes.
It was very quiet in the darkness. It was strangely quiet.
Another newcomer was crying. "Cough, cough, cough. It's over. We're probably going to die here."
"I'm still so young, and I've been dragged to this unlucky place. I don't want to die."
"If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have participated in this Halloween event. I'd rather look for Tokumon first."
Everyone was very depressed. They tried to talk trash to liven up the atmosphere, but unfortunately, their necks were tied.
Although the rope was no longer exerting force, the fear of being at the mercy of others still followed them like a shadow.
Not to mention, in the next second, there was a hair-raising creaking sound above their heads.
It sounded like something was crawling on the rope. A fishy and sticky unknown substance flowed down the straw rope. It was extremely unpleasant.
Through the dim moonlight, they saw a pale face.
Greasy black hair flowed down the face and stuck to the straw rope, sending chills down their spines.
The trainees were so scared that they wanted to scream, but the extremely cold air invaded their limbs and bones. It was so cold that their teeth were chattering.
Everyone was a newcomer. There weren't many special items that they could use. They had already used their amulets just now.
Xu Su thought, 'It's over. We probably won't be able to escape this calamity.'
The only regrettable thing was … it was still …
He clenched his fists. Xu Sen's anxious face flashed before his eyes. He painfully closed his eyes and waited for death to come.
The time that followed was very long.
It was so long that the pain didn't tighten their necks. Death didn't come as expected.
After five minutes of silence, the trainees all felt that something was wrong.
Everyone trembled and opened their eyes. They saw the female ghost floating in the air faintly open her mouth. The whites of her eyes were yellowed, and her red lips were as red as blood.
"Which one of you knows how to tell stories? It's the story about whether the prince and princess ended up together in the end. "
.....
Zong Jiu held the devil card in his hand. His eyes were dangerous.
No one would have thought that a trainee who was a mentor and a part-time NPC would become the Ghost King of the Battle Royale in the theme park.
While they were stunned, the distance between Death and the skateboard was greatly shortened.
Thick black fog rolled out of the hood. The hood was as tall as two people, and it floated above the ground like a small hill. Even the shadow cast from the back was so large that it would take three white-haired young men to wrap their arms around it.
The cold breath seemed to be right in front of them. A teasing chuckle floated in their ears.
Death didn't seem to mind that the magician had discovered his true identity.
Zong Jiu sneered and quickly squatted down on the skateboard. "Is the main system paying you three salaries?"
In a flash, the side of the skateboard skidded on the cement floor. It drew a beautiful arc in the curve and sped towards another narrow junction.
As he ran, Zong Jiu calculated the time in his mind.
There was a small train in the Rainbow Amusement Park. It would run every half an hour. It would tour around the park and its speed wouldn't be much slower than a normal train.
If he could get onto the train when No. 1 wasn't paying attention, the rest of the journey would be much easier.
Countless trainees in the park were stunned as they watched the magician and Death playing a game of tag in the dark night sky.
The young man jumped down from a high place. His tires created sparks on the steel plate. The terrifying shadow followed him like a shadow.
Now was the time!
Zong Jiu stepped on the front of the skateboard. He used his hand to lift the skateboard from the ground and pounced towards the side of the train track.
The old-fashioned green train was surrounded by rings of steel cables. He could climb to the top of the train by stepping on them.
His movements were clean and efficient. The wind lifted his shirt and spun it in the air. With a pull-up, he ran to the top of the train with the skateboard. Onlookers who didn't know what was going on would think that he was filming an action movie.
It wasn't just the trainees. There were ghosts in many areas who were watching the scene calmly. They let out sharp cheers.
The number of viewers in Zong Jiu's livestream increased exponentially. The bullet screen was filled with questions about why the Ghost King was chasing after him.
[Can any of you count how far we've run?]
[He has run through about eleven zones. Amazing. I just saw Death coming from the train track … What kind of grudge does he have? More than two thousand trainees are chasing after one person. That's too pitiful for Magician.]
[Pitiful, Magician is pitiful. But did he strengthen his body? His body feels so light and agile. I was dumbfounded when I saw the chase. I thought I was watching a movie …]
[I wanted to say the same thing. He's amazing. His body must have been strengthened in toughness, agility, and strength. I'm silently calculating the survival points needed. Sorry to disturbed.jpg]
They had been running around the park for more than three hours. Even when they were on the train, Magician didn't have much time to catch his breath.
All the trainees in the park, including the trainees who were watching from the outside, the survivors in the livestream … Everyone knew that Magician was unlucky enough to be targeted by the Ghost King. He was now running for his life.
Even though Zong Jiu had strengthened his body, he still couldn't take the high intensity running.
[The two of them have been running for three hours. If this continues, won't they run until dawn?]
The bullet screen was filled with worry.
At the same time, the main system announced the location of the fourth safe house.
Zong Jiu had thought about entering the safe house every time the safe house was announced. Unfortunately, the devil seemed to be toying with him and always blocked the way.
Zong Jiu flipped the cards in his hand and decided to head in the direction he remembered.
In order to enter the house with the red roof, Zong Jiu even abandoned his skateboard. He barely made it to the entrance.
The Mirror House was a large house made up of mirrors.
The white-haired young man dashed through the entrance.
Thousands of mirrors were spread out in all directions. Even the floor and ceiling were filled with reflections.
White and black chased each other in this place filled with mazes and forks.
Magician disappeared from the left side of the mirror in a flash while Grim Reaper slashed a mirror on the right.
It was about time.
The poker card in Zong Jiu's slender fingers flashed in the air. He rolled on the ground, turned around, and smashed a mirror. Like a magic trick, he appeared at the entrance of the mirror chamber where he had just entered.
There were several forks in the Mirror House. Zong Jiu investigated and found a way to turn back.
With that in mind, he turned around.
The inside of the mirror was pitch-black, and the black fog had covered everything.
Zong Jiu didn't know why, even though it was a path that he had carefully planned, it made him feel a little uneasy.
Soon, he knew why.
Magician stepped out of the exit and crashed into the Grim Reaper's hood.
The cold but powerful arms picked him up by the waist and the hood swallowed the young man.