It wasn't just his tone, the young man's face also had an evil, almost human, but also ghostly look when he sent out the wedding invitation.
After saying that, he supported himself on the edge of the coffin and jumped directly. The arc of the corners of his clothes lifted by the wind during the fall looked particularly cold.
A-Sang and Scarecrow followed suit and jumped down. The only remaining camera crew member at the back was in tears and asked the player, "What should we do?"
Tian Wanling's mouth twitched: "Shouldn't we be asking you this?"
Wen Shi jumped without thinking, and the staff looked at Ji Yuanzhi again, after all, it was he who brought the best man.
The latter looked at his paired guest calmly and said two words: "Go away."
In order to prevent accidentally violating the rules of death, Wen Shi used ghost marriage as an excuse, which was the first line of insurance.
Ji Yuanzhi now has to put on the second safety pin. The paired guests certainly do not meet the conditions to enter the ghost gate, but they have to go because they are forced to sign a contract with the program team. This creates a paradox.
The law does not punish everyone, so if we all violate the rules, we should all do so together.
The paired guests wanted to retreat, but the ending was similar to that of the previous ones, and they were thrown directly into the abyss.
After throwing the man away, Ji Yuanzhi jumped down directly.
Entering the Ghost Gate or not is not an option at all. Fengguan Village is surrounded by ghosts. If they continue to spend another night there, they will be seriously injured if they don't die.
Liu Yun followed closely behind, not forgetting to remind the rest of the group: "Hurry up."
If we lose the protection of the [Eternal Lamp] and a ghost comes out at this time, it will be a real trouble.
The others had obviously taken this into consideration as well, and they were no longer timid and jumped down one after another.
The cemetery, which had been somewhat noisy before, fell into silence again.
One comment broke the silence in the comments: "I've never seen this before. Someone actually jumped through the ghost gate on their own initiative. The last time I was so surprised was more than a decade ago when someone forced their way through the gate..."
A single stone caused a thousand ripples, and soon a ghost replied:
"Oh my god, stop talking, it's a nightmare!"
"Actually, for a moment, did you feel that this guest named Aaron looked a little bit like that person?"
"Let's end this topic! If he doesn't die after entering the ghost gate, he will go half crazy. Let him die quickly."
At this moment, Wen Shi, who was carrying the curse of countless evil spirits, was still falling endlessly. The advantage of his body's sense of balance broke out, and the feelings of weightlessness and dizziness were all within a controllable range.
It's so deep, will I fall to death if I go down?
As Wen Shi was seriously considering this problem, he saw countless scarlet spider webs with his enhanced night vision. In the center of the spider web stood something like a ruler. He was now falling to the position where [5000] was written.
His body hit the spider web and slowed down. A big hole suddenly appeared on the web, and then there was a new round of falling and deceleration. This cycle went on for a while. Wen Shi tried to touch the broken spider silk with his hand, but touched nothing.
He had a vague premonition that these ethereal threads were inextricably linked to him. The further he went, the darker the red thread became, until it was thick enough to become black. It was as if the howling of countless evil spirits was screaming in his ears. The scale kept decreasing, four thousand, three thousand, two thousand...
Until it finally dropped to zero, the whole world turned upside down.
The system's cold prompt sound came to my ears:
"It has been detected that the program team does not have the qualifications to enter the Ghost Gate."
"It has been detected that several NPCs do not have the qualifications to enter the Ghost Gate."
"It has been detected that all players do not have the qualifications to enter the Ghost Gate."
"It has been detected that some players have requested to get married, and the program team needs to record it; it has been detected that the best man is responsible for presiding over the wedding; it has been detected that the remaining players and NPCs are wedding guests."
After a series of system announcements ended, an even colder voice rang out beside Wen Shi's ears:
"Player 460872, where are your nesting dolls?"
"…"
All around was darkness, and this endless fall finally came to an end.
Stop, Wen Shi smiled guiltily after landing.
The broken spider silk above suddenly emitted a dark luster and condensed into the shape of a door in front of him.
There was a ridiculous couplet on the door: Those who enter this door on the left will die, those who exit this door on the right will live, with the horizontal banner reading "Live towards death."
Wen Shi hesitated for a moment and tried to push the door open.
The door was bone-chillingly cold, almost weightless, and he opened it without even trying. A flash of light appeared ahead, and Wen Shi half-shielded his eyes with his hands. When the red mist dissipated, he finally saw the world before him clearly, and he was instantly stunned.
"This is..."
Countless skyscrapers rise from the ground. The tallest one among them has a unique shape. It is a blue structure all over, and a faint statue of a beauty is embedded on the top, like a mermaid peeking out of the sea.
This is the Mermaid Tower, the iconic building of Tianhai City. When it was first built, many residents criticized and complained that it was scary, but decades later, it unexpectedly became the city's most iconic landmark.
"The real world?" He didn't finish his words and shook his head in self-denial.
Tianhai City, despite being the most prosperous city, was far from deserted. Looking around, there wasn't a single car on the streets, let alone pedestrians. The entire city was silent, and dark clouds covered almost every corner of the sky.
After a while, as the beams of white light disappeared, Ji Yuanzhi and others appeared one after another. However, the paired guests were gone, but the program team and the best man were still there.
"A'sang?" Wen Shi was looking for the child when he suddenly heard a rustling sound in his ears.
Thinking it was a mosquito, he reflexively raised his hand to slap it to death. In mid-air, the scarecrow, which was no bigger than a palm, made a sharp turn and came closer to him, almost touching Wen Shi's nose.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Wen Shihe's eyes met hers and she blinked: "Jane..."
He swallowed the word "Qingrong" because he was too surprised.
The rustling sound was the scarecrow flying up. For some reason, he had grown bat wings.
Two small black wings sprouted from the gaps in the straw, and its single eye held a dazed look. This straw shell wasn't its true form. As Tian Wanling had said, there was a vast gap between the soul and the torso. After returning to the door, the straw demon would reveal its full form, but Jian Qingrong's inability to achieve the unity of soul and body had led to this state.
He accurately caught the word "Jian" from Wen Shi's mouth and realized that his identity might be exposed. He immediately understood why the other party was not afraid of being rejected by the Straw Devil and dared to propose marriage.
Wen Shi stretched out his hand, and the winged scarecrow tried to land on the soft palm of his hand, but ended up sitting down with a plop, and his big eyeballs trembled.
He was like a hummingbird that couldn't land and could only hover.
When their eyes met, Wen Shi decided to maintain the dignity of the Scarecrow and tried his best not to laugh out loud.
"Is the equipment damaged?" The host not far away was anxiously urging the staff to check the equipment.
Wen Shi just glanced at it when the system prompt sounded:
"Reminder: The player has triggered the special map: Mirage."
"The mirage is located at the intersection of the passage between the Ghost Realm and the Ghost Gate. There are still twenty-one hours and thirty minutes until the Ghost Gate closes again. Please return to the outside world through the Ghost Gate before then."
The game has obviously been balanced and adjusted so that this group of unqualified people are not allowed to completely enter the ghost world.
Tian Wanling suddenly said, "Quick, retreat!"
The sense of crisis developed in the copy makes the players instinctively step back before looking up to see what is happening. They see a white unidentified object falling from the sky. Their sight follows the trajectory of its fall. When it is about to land, everyone can see that it is a dice.
The dice was as bouncy as jelly, and it bounced several times after landing on the ground before stopping.
"What the hell?" Liu Yun carefully leaned over to take a look, poked it with his fingertips, and confirmed that it was just a soft dice.
Its edge is about one meter long, and each point is composed of skulls and hearts alternating.
Looking down, I found a pink number plate on my chest with [3] marked on it.
Other players also have it, Wen Shi is [1 Ji Yuan Zhi is [2].
Seeing the numbers of these three people, everyone quickly guessed that they were arranged according to the order in which they jumped out of the coffins.
Liu Yun said, "Later we should roll the dice according to the numbers."
This is an uncertain event, and the first person to throw the dice must bear the risk.
Wen Shi showed no sign of nervousness as he asked the host, who looked resentful, "Don't you find it strange?"
Behind the Ghost Gate is not a mass grave or a smoky area, but a modern world.
The host, always very image-conscious, had his tie askew. He fixed it and forced a smile at the camera: "Dear audience, we've now arrived at Mirage. As the saying goes, you can only know a person's face but not their heart. Here, the guests finally have the opportunity to truly get to know each other."
The host's professionalism exceeded everyone's imagination.
Wen Shi locked his eyes on him, as if pondering something. When he turned around, he put away the thought in his eyes and said gently, "Honey, you haven't answered me yet."
Kiss your uncle!
The host wanted to grind him to dust on the spot.
After a while, his tone was unfathomable: "The scenes in the mirage are ever-changing. Any place in the world could become the scenery here that day."
Wen Shi humbly asked, "Where is my son?"
The host smiled but said nothing.
The cameraman adjusted the angle and started filming again.
The fact that they didn't go directly to the ghost world put the program crew in a good mood. The host smiled and continued his hosting speech: "Remember the words in your wedding vows? Whether it's birth, old age, sickness or death, everything that happens here today is related to life and death."
He walked over to the dice and said, "Friendly reminder, it's not easy to hit a big number. Please consider carefully whether to use it or not. Remember, gambling is risky..."
Before he could finish his words, the dice was kicked into the air like a football. After somersaulting several times on the ground, it landed steadily on the number [6].
Wen Shi asked, "Is this difficult?"
host:"..."
The players looked at each other in confusion.
Being in an unfamiliar environment, no one expected him to throw it away so decisively. If it were them, they would definitely hesitate for a moment.
A ding sound rang in everyone's ears.
[Collective Task: Crazy Dice
Players roll the dice in turn and need to go to the corresponding position collectively according to the number of points rolled. Each time they arrive at a position, they have the opportunity to receive corresponding rewards or punishments.
Go around the city and the door you encountered when you came in will appear again. Please use your good luck and quickly push open the door to life!
Mission Reward: Advanced Ever-Bright Lamp, which can obscure your aura for a long time after being lit, helping you hide from ghosts and monsters (only for use in this instance)
After the dice lands, all players stand still without any reaction.
A full circle would take about 7,100 kilometers, which is simply impractical to do on foot. There must be some other arrangement.
At this moment, the scarecrow suddenly flew down and pulled Wen Shi's sleeve.
Wen Shi moved two steps to the side due to inertia. An unmanned hearse was driving madly from behind and suddenly braked where he had just stood.
Oh shit!
Do you want to kill me?
Unfortunately, there was no one driving the car, so he had no way to complain.
The front door opened automatically, Wen Shi spat lightly at the driver's seat, and other players and the program crew followed up.
The game time is limited, and they must ensure that they can leave in less than a day. Wen Shi said as he sat down, "I hope that after we pick up the other people, the speed of this car won't suddenly become as slow as a bicycle."
Everyone is on board and the car sets off immediately.
Wen Shi leaned back heavily, and the hearse was in the city.
Drifting began. The player had barely eaten anything yesterday, and being jolted like that nearly made him vomit bile. Without seatbelts, no one dared to open the windows; at this speed, they'd definitely be thrown out. Wen Shi gripped the front seat tightly, hooking his tail onto the nearby pole, barely maintaining his balance.
He stared out the window, briefly seeing tick marks on the ground. Then, a sudden brake came, and a male player in the front row was thrown toward the door. After a hard impact, he scrambled to his feet in agony: "My waist."
The car stopped and Tian Wanling, who already had a head injury, got out of the car and leaned against a tree to vomit violently.
Wen Shi's steps also became unsteady.
In comparison, the hosts are much more stable, and the staff can keep their bodies steady even when carrying cameras.
After getting off the car, he took a few deep breaths. Wen Shi fell to the left, and the little scarecrow tried to pull him to the right. He swayed a few times like a tumbler, and the dizziness was finally relieved.
He rubbed his eyes. Right in front of the wheel was a thick line with the number 1,200 engraved on it.
Calculating it this way, it was similar to playing a grid game, with one grid equaling 200. Plus, he still had six players left, so with luck, he could finish the round in one go.
Two words were written in large letters next to the tick mark: Wedding.
[Please complete a wedding within half an hour. The number of steps exceeding the time limit will be reduced by one].
This is neither a punishment nor a reward. Wen Shi came here under the pretext of holding a wedding.
The best man couldn't wait to push past the staff and come over. He had to finish the wedding quickly and leave this place. After calming down, the best man looked at the shrunken scarecrow with a conscientious look and said, "The basic procedures can't go wrong. Go and invite the elders first."
The scarecrow stood there in silence.
The best man realized that this thing probably had no parents. He turned to look at Wen Shi, who shook his head: "I am an orphan."
The best man almost wanted to kneel down before them. He said to the scarecrow devil, "Then go to your territory. We need a wedding venue."
The scarecrow shook his head, and the straw rustled dryly, indicating that he had no territory.
According to Fengguan Village's customs, a wedding is nothing more than paying respects to the parents and guests and entering the bridal chamber. The best man asks with a forced smile, "What do you have?"
The Orphan duo faced the wind in silence.
Ji Yuanzhi glanced in the direction of the scarecrow and suddenly said to the prime minister, "His territory is in the real ghost world."
Rather than this so-called intersection.
The best man also realized that this was an impossible task, and after a moment's hesitation, he said, "Then I'm afraid your marriage won't be possible."
A short sentence can be like a bolt from the blue to someone.
The scarecrow's bat wings began to flutter furiously, vibrating at an excessively fast rate, revealing a ferocious, savage look. Finally, just as it was about to lunge at the best man's eyes, ready to make him pay in blood for his inaction, it felt a sudden tingling sensation on its back.
The cat's slender tail gently brushed the membrane where the scarecrow's wings grew, a soothing gesture. This area was somehow extra sensitive. Its large eyes, as if drunk, became blurred, their previously ferocious gazes becoming blurry. The blood vessels in its wings tightened, and it felt as if it were about to pass out.
Unlike the dizzy little scarecrow, the cat-eared young man had a serious expression. He gently touched his fair chin and pondered whether there were other ways to complete the task.
About two minutes later, Wen Shi turned around and got into the car, decisively choosing to give up.
The Scarecrow chased the nimble tail, flapping his wings as he followed.
The hearse didn't turn around, but actually retreated backwards. Tian Wanling suppressed the urge to vomit and said intermittently, "Sooner or later, sooner or later, I will die in this car."
He caught a glimpse of Ji Yuanzhi sitting opposite him, and from his expression it seemed that he was still thinking about something.
Is this the world of the big guys?
Ji Yuanzhi had only one issue in mind: the punishment was too light.
Simply retreating a certain distance really doesn't fit in with the game's evil nature.
Everything in the mirage flashed by like smoke, almost disappearing into a
At the speed of Dao Afterimage, they quickly retreated to the position of one thousand.
The host asked the camera to give a close-up, especially to zoom in on Wen's facial expression.
"Quick, a few more close-ups."
The barrage of comments was full of praise and made me feel a little sweetness in life.
The host said to Wen Shi happily, "Everyone likes to see Mr. Aaron suffer."
Ji Yuanzhi, who was getting off the bus ahead, turned around and asked, "A car sickness makes you so happy?"
The expressions of the other players were also indescribable.
Shouldn't the spectacle that demons and monsters like to see be the death scene, or at the very least, the player being seriously injured and bleeding?
How could Pei Wenwei's motion sickness make them so excited? And a close-up.
"…"
The host and the audience who were watching the show fell into silence. They had suffered one blow after another in the past two days, and they really felt that it was amazing to see motion sickness.
The male player rubbed his waist and whispered, "Even though the NPCs are nothing, I actually feel a bit sorry for them."
Wen Shi: "…"
Is it my fault?
Ji Yuanzhi had already thrown the dice, and he added the lucky bonus items and finally threw a [5].
After the dice landed, Ji Yuanzhi looked at Wen Shi with a complicated look. How could someone get a six with just a kick without using any props?
The hearse moved forward to the 2,000-meter position, which was a safe area with no rewards or punishments.
After arriving at the station, Liu Yun took a deep breath. It was her turn.
Liu Yun took out the lucky items and used three in a row.
"Pray." She put her hands together and prayed for ten seconds, then she threw the dice devoutly with both hands.
The soft and bouncy dice rolled around on the ground and stopped at the number four.
Liu Yun's faint gaze swept towards Wen Shi.
Everyone's fate is indeed different.
Fortunately, although the moving location is not large, it is still a safe area after arrival.
Learning from the experience of the people before her, when it was Tian Wanling's turn, she ate a lucky candy.
Because he threw the dice too hard, it bounced twice after falling to the ground. One of the bounces hit his face directly, leaving a deep red mark, showing the number two.
Everyone walked onto the hearse in silence.
The hearse sped away, and this time the production crew got off before the players, with the only three remaining cameras all pointed towards the door.
It doesn't look like a good result at first glance.
Tian Wanling stole a glance at Wen Shi, feeling melancholy.
The saddest thing for a non-African is not that he is a non-African, but that he has met a European emperor.
Wen Shi: "?"
What are you all looking at me for?
He jumped directly down the last step. The huge skull pattern in front of him was right in front of his eyes. It was obviously the punishment area.
The host could no longer control his expression, and the corners of his mouth curled up wildly.
The players' anxiety grew.
"Remember what I just reminded you?" the host winked cutely. "Everything here is about life and death."
The players had all seen that couplet before, and the four words "Live towards death" appeared in their minds uncontrollably, and they couldn't help but swallow.
They had no choice but to calm themselves down and walk up to the skull to observe it closely.
The three-dimensional 3D ground painting has a sharp contrast between the black skull and its exposed white teeth. In the empty eye sockets, there are countless long scarlet lines, shaking in the wind.
Wen Shi narrowed his eyes. These lines were exactly the same as the ones he saw during the previous fall.
The ratings started to pick up again. The host's eyes lit up. He looked at the slightly confused players and whispered, "These lines are called..."
Wen Shi quickly answered: "Red line?"
"Shut up, you're in love." The host said unhappily.
The moment he scolded Wen, Scarecrow hid in the dark and studied how to assassinate the host.
Wen Shi curled his lips, thinking that he was just considering it from the perspective of a love game.
"They're the most interesting things in the mirage, called death lines," the host said. "As the saying goes, you reap what you sow. The death lines represent the causes of death. If you've ever killed anyone, whether directly or indirectly, they will all follow the death lines to the mirage and seek revenge on you."
The host even managed to tie it back to the show's theme: "This segment can be a good way to detect whether someone has a criminal past and protect your partner's right to know."
Tian Wanling's first reaction was: "So people really do become ghosts after they die?"
Ji Yuanzhi shook his head: "The Tianhai City we are in is fake, so the things we see are naturally not real."
It's nothing more than data created by the game based on the personality and background of the dead.
Everyone's expressions changed subtly. Even if it was just data, the damage it caused was definitely real.
Among all the people, Wen Shi had the ugliest expression.
Liu Yun noticed this and consoled him, "We're the ones who should be worried. You're only on your third dungeon."
He rubbed his brow as he spoke. Which player hasn't harmed someone in the game? Forced counterattacks and team fights all count as indirect killings.
The system prompt sounded again——
[Side Quest: Life and Soul
In the next three minutes, all the evil spirits in this city will be resurrected, returning to the state they were in half an hour before their death, and will do everything they can to take your life.
Mission requirements: Survive for thirty minutes
In addition, the greater the power of the deceased in life, the shorter the resurrection time, ranging from three seconds to one thousand eight hundred seconds.
"That is to say, although some people are resurrected, they will disappear after three seconds." Tian Wanling breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, otherwise, if some high-level players were resurrected, thirty minutes would definitely be enough to make them suffer.
The prompt ended, and the scarlet threads drifted away in the wind, melting into the city's mud and forming a bloody mud. Then, more threads began to wriggle and flow into the bloody mud, forming a complete bloody man. Within a minute, more and more bloody men appeared. Their skin began to smoothen, their facial features became clearer, and they gradually became indistinguishable from living people.
These people were in different conditions. Some wore prison uniforms, some wore chains, and some held sharp blades... The only thing they had in common was that after being resurrected, there was a strong hatred flashing in their eyes.
The bloody wind was blowing from all directions, and the player had a premonition that a huge disaster was approaching.
Ji Yuanzhi: "The red line is mostly drifting southeast, we have to go north."
Before he could finish his words, a car sped towards him.
Zhou Lulu's expression changed: "Does real-life enemies count?"
She will never forget this car. Once, after an argument with her ex-boyfriend, she got out of the car in anger. He actually stepped on the accelerator and tried to hit her. Inflicting harm on others ultimately harmed herself. The car crashed into a telephone pole, and her ex-boyfriend died on the spot.
Now the scene was repeated, the car was crashing around like crazy, but Zhou Lulu was no longer as panicked as she was that day.
Having been through many battles in the game, she glanced at the surrounding environment and immediately ran towards the narrow place to guide the movement of the crazy car.
On the way, the car almost wanted to crush indiscriminately, and other players were also desperately fleeing. Wen Shi relied on the agility of a cat to dodge with ease. He even found time to search for useful things in the game mall.
Shortly after the car appeared, a man with a knife ran out of the alley, and dozens of figures appeared in the distance, all with ill intentions.
The camera crew sent out a drone to follow the scene, and the host excitedly stood there and said to the camera: "It seems that our guests' records are not so clean."
Zhou Lulu suddenly jumped up, and the car behind her overturned and fell into the ditch. She had a fierce look in her eyes and wanted to kick open the car door and break the other person's neck with her own hands.
"Run—"
How familiar
The cry.
The last time I heard such a heart-wrenching sound was... No, it was just a few hours ago when Pei Wenwei was holding a competition to find a husband.
Wen Shi shouted as he ran frantically, "Don't waste time!"
Only then did everyone realize that he had armed himself almost from head to toe, with defensive props hanging on every corner of his body, even wearing an explosion-proof suit.
Liu Yun, who was closest to him, looked confused: "How can you run with so much on?"
After a pause, he continued, "We need to survive for half an hour. Running all the time is not a solution. We should find a place to hide now."
Wen Shi had an expression that said, "Are you kidding me?", but before he could say anything, he suddenly heard the sound of a propeller.
Liu Yun was surprised: "Why is there a helicopter?"
Players definitely cannot use this thing in the game. It must be a cause and effect created in reality.
Before she could think too much, the cabin door opened, and with a series of "da da da" sounds, the visitor from high in the sky fired madly at the area below.
Several holes were shot out of the overpass not far away, and the air was filled with the thick smell of gunpowder.
After the initial shock, the player leaned over and looked for cover nearby.
Tian Wanling's head was buzzing: "Who the hell is this enemy?"
Looking closely, I saw that Wen Shi in front was actually crawling forward while looking for cover in this environment.
Realizing that something might be out of the ordinary, Tian Wanling covered her ears and growled, "Where are you going?"
Wen Shi pointed ahead, suggesting that they hurry up.
"The game has to at least give you a way to survive."
This sentence sounds very strange.
The machine gunner's resurrection time is only thirty seconds. After he disappears, Wen Shi gets up without delay, and the cat's speed is brought to the extreme.
Liu Yun and Ji Yuanzhi also realized that something was wrong. They had participated in interviews at large companies together. You know, Pei Wenwei's resume showed that he had helped the police to crack down on criminal dens several times.
Running against the wind, the strong wind slapped his face. Wen Shi looked up and wanted to cry but couldn't: "Dad, what are you going to give me to pay me back?"
The uncle who adopted him had taken him on trips to several dangerous countries, under the pretext of strengthening his mental strength and claiming it would be beneficial for his future. He also insisted on practicing one good deed every day during the trips. In particular, during the year when his health was at its worst, instead of recuperating, he seized every opportunity to travel recklessly.
When he was young, Wen Shi once tried to resist, but all he got was a light-hearted remark: "You cky boy, what are you afraid of?"
"No matter how lucky you are, you can't stand this!"
The handsome uncle was indifferent, blowing smoke rings and said:
"Don't worry, when you're in big enough debt, the bank will even hold a cushion to catch you if you jump off a building."
Wen Shi woke up from his memories, cold sweat on his forehead. According to the mission, indirect deaths should also be counted, which is very terrifying.
...Game, you are not human!
He cursed in his heart, why couldn't it be back to the five minutes before death? Those vicious criminals were basically at their most crazy half an hour before death.
At the same time, the ratings have reached new highs!
The guests' previous arrogance in calculating others was fully repaid in this mirage that claimed to be living towards death.
The host watched Wen Shi, who had left a trail of shadows and turned into a small black dot disappearing at the end of the street, and said with a smile, "Guest Aaron seems to have some formidable enemy. I wonder if he..."
The voice stopped abruptly.
The surrounding air vibrated violently, accompanied by a buzzing sound, and a beautiful arc appeared on the horizon.
There was a loud bang, and a terrifying mushroom cloud exploded on the dome. An extremely powerful shock wave swept through, and thousands of high-rise buildings below were instantly reduced to rubble.
The Mermaid Tower, the landmark building of Tianhai City, collapsed, and the beautiful mermaid was torn into pieces and fell into the blazing sea of fire. However, the scene was so horrifying that this murder
The device did not actually demonstrate half of its power and fell abnormally after a malfunction.
The hearse was blown into the sky by the aftermath. The smiling host was thrown dozens of meters away by the air wave the next second. His brand new pink suit was burnt, and his pretty face, which was covered with powder, turned pitch black.
He moved his fingers and struggled to get up from the ground. He wanted to take a deep breath, but when he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of black ash.
"Who..." The host's voice was as hoarse and unpleasant as a crow's: "Who is it——"
The muscles in his throat were strained, and he roared with almost all his strength:
"Whose enemy is the missile maker?!"