The Halloween Battle Royale finally ended in front of everyone's eyes.
There were more than two thousand participants. Although less than half of them survived, the number was still considerable.
Other than the S and A level people, most of the B level people also participated. Then there were a few newcomers and the C level senior trainees who followed the organization.
The C level was the weakest among the seniors, but compared to the other newcomers, they had the organization and the tools, so they would help out when the organization acted together.
Many trainees who did not dare to participate in the special event were envious that so many people had obtained the A level blind box. Among them, there was no lack of brave and resourceful newcomers who appeared in this event and shot up like a rocket.
Those who did not dare to participate were newcomers who did not have the ability to protect themselves and did not know how to team up. Unfortunately, it was useless no matter how envious they were. This was the endless cycle of the world. You could only reap the rewards if you put in the effort.
What followed was joy for some and sorrow for others.
After all, it was a blind box, and the items from the blind box were random. It was possible to get an item of the same level, or an item of a lower level. It was also possible to get survival points, or all kinds of strange rewards.
The strange rewards referred to: increase a level, which Zong Jiu had obtained before; obtain the permanent use of the high-level trainee dormitory. Usually, the dormitory configuration for this reward was similar to that of the S level; permanent free treatment rights, no need to pay 500 survival points after returning from the dungeon world … and so on. There were all kinds of rewards.
Of course, the proportion of the strange rewards was not large. The most likely reward was survival points, followed by the reward of a lower level. The most difficult reward was an item of the same level.
For example, an A level blind box. The possibility of getting a B level item was very high, but the possibility of getting an A level item was very small.
To put it bluntly, the blind box was the same as gambling.
Therefore, after the blind box rewards were distributed, many trainees ran to the indoor city on the first floor of the trainee dormitory to burn incense and pray.
Fortunately, the trainee dormitory's facilities were very complete. No matter what religion they believed in, they could find their own church, temple, or Taoist temple in the religious area on the first floor.
After burning incense and praying, it was time to rub their hands and prepare to draw the blind box.
Some people were wild with joy and soared into the sky. Naturally, there were also people who were ordinary and mediocre, but it was better than nothing. There were also people who beat their chests and stamped their feet in anger.
For example, Tokumon, who was widely recognized as the unlucky leader, had drawn out a permanent use right that was no less than the number one luxury house.
Fortunately, he was an S-level. Not only did he have a good attitude, but he also had a rich family background. He did not have much expectations for an A-level blind box. Instead, he said bitterly, "I've already upgraded my room once. If I upgrade it again, I'm afraid the main system will add another layer to the top of the trainee dormitory."
However, these were secondary. The most important thing was the discussion after the Halloween event.
The exorcist confirmed that the black-clothed Azan was being controlled, and Fan Zhuo removed a layer of control.
Zong Jiu used the tarot cards to confirm that three out of the nine Grade-S could not be saved, not including No.1 himself.
However, after the Halloween event, No. 6 Poseidon also received bad news. It was said that there were signs of him being controlled.
Therefore, the trainees who were not being controlled needed to have a meeting.
After the Halloween event, all the participating Grade-S arrived at the quiet room in the bar on the top floor on time.
It was still seven in the morning, but no one was willing to waste time in front of such an important event.
Not all the Grade-S knew about the devil's abilities. Only a small number, such as the leader of the Night people and Zhuge An, knew about the devil's abilities. But among them, Zhuge An knew the most complete information, while Fan Zhuo only knew part of it based on hearsay.
Even the Night people, who were widely recognized as the number one organization in the Infinite Loop, were like this, not to mention the exorcist and the onmyoji who were free. Although they had more freedom if they did not belong to any organization, they were still far behind the trainees in terms of intelligence work.
The devil's abilities were a threat to everyone.
When Zhuge An arrived at the quiet room, the other three Grade-S were already there. Only the magician was not present.
When he saw him enter, the leader of the Night people's eyes darkened and he cut to the chase.
"Has No. 1's ability been enhanced?"
"Yes." Zhuge An answered without the slightest hesitation.
Hearing this, the exorcist and Tokumon both frowned.
Abilities could be enhanced? This was simply unheard of.
Generally speaking, an ability user's abilities were fixed the moment they were obtained. For example, Fan Zhuo's vampire bloodline could not be changed or purified, and Poseidon's water control could not be enhanced. In the end, it was because they had lost the way to enhance their abilities.
Before this, the devil had indeed displayed his ability to control puppets with puppet strings, but it was definitely not at such a level. At least in the exorcist's eyes, it was already unbelievable that Azan in black could be completely controlled, not to mention The Dark Wizard and the Son of God.
"Even if it's enhanced, it shouldn't be enhanced like this. Is there no flaw in that person's ability? There are four Grade-S! Four! "
There was no doubt about the ability of a Grade-S. Being able to stand at the top of tens of thousands of people back then was a symbol of the entire Infinite Loop's strength. How could the existence at the top of the pyramid be so easily controlled?
Under the gaze of the others, Zhuge An said calmly, "He made a deal with the main system to patch up the loopholes in his ability."
For example, originally, there was a limit to the number of people that No. 1 could control.
However, after the deal with the main system, this limit seemed to have disappeared. Another example was that the devil's puppet strings could not be inserted just by touching them … All of this originated from that unknown deal.
The exorcist's brows were tightly knitted. "What was the deal about?"
Zhuge An shook his head hesitantly. "I'm not sure, but from the looks of it, controlling all the Grade-S is his mission."
Since controlling all the Grade-S was his mission, his goal was obvious.
Tokumon frowned. "The Universal Wishing Ticket?"
The Universal Wishing Ticket was a reward given by the main system for the thriller trainees. Now, the main system's collaborator wanted to seize this Universal Wishing Ticket.
All the S-class present could feel an unusual, conspiratorial aura brewing before the storm.
"What about the Magician?"
Fan Zhuo, who had remained silent since the first sentence, spoke again. "What role does he play in all of this?"
"Prophecy, Guiguzi's prophecy. I'm Guiguzi's disciple. "
Zhuge An narrowed his eyes and looked at his crossed hands. "He's the savior."
The room was dead silent.
Naturally, everyone present had heard of Guiguzi's prophecy. However, they had only heard about it and did not expect it to be true.
It was only now that Zhuge An had revealed his identity that everyone realized that the old camper who seemed to have suddenly appeared in the Infinite Loop was Guiguzi's disciple.
However, the prophecy was beyond everyone's expectations.
Except for Fan Zhuo.
He remembered that in the No.1 Middle School instance, Zong Jiu had specifically asked him about Guiguzi's prophecy. A flash of understanding appeared in his dark red eyes.
After a long pause, the exorcist spoke after some deliberation.
"We have a general understanding of the situation. Since the balance has been broken, we naturally will not sit around and wait for our deaths."
Zhuge An understood the unspoken meaning behind No.4's words.
This level of negotiation was not enough to make him frown. Instead, he patted his lapel very calmly. "How to prove it is his business. Whether to listen to him or help him is your business. None of this has anything to do with me."
In this relatively silent environment, the white-haired young man walked in.
His expression was not good. Not only were his clothes disheveled, but there was also a loose scarf around his neck. It looked very strange.
However, at this moment, no one in the quiet room was looking at his Weibo.
The moment Zong Jiu walked in, he received the attention of the four Grade S's.
He paused for a moment before speaking. "No.6 is being controlled."
The answer was within his expectations. All he needed was a confirmation.
Everyone's expression did not change. Zong Jiu continued.
"I've declared war on No.1."
Just an hour ago in the sky, he had a hearty battle with the devil.
Zong Jiu had won the bet, but he had also been bitten by No.1 on his neck.
Not only had he bled, but the despicable and shameless tutor had also used his authority to prevent him from using the main system. He would have to wait for at least three days before he could recover.
Magician was stunned. He was instantly enraged.
Instead, it was the devil himself who lowered his head and asked in a playful tone, "So, this is the answer you gave me?"
Zong Jiu sneered. "I thought you already knew my answer when I pulled out the string on No.2's head."
That was right, it was the best way to declare war.
The man's cold fingers slid down the youth's nose to his chin. His tone was full of regret. "What a pity."
"We were so compatible, but you chose to run in the opposite direction from me."
His deep gaze landed on the blood stain on the youth's slender neck. He licked his lips. While he was thirsty, he smiled dangerously and ambiguously.
A slimy murderous intent surged.
This murderous intent was completely different from when he had sent her flowers in Las Vegas.
At that time, the murderous intent had been cold, like a small knife cutting through one's heart. It had been suffocating and there had been nowhere to hide.
But now, the murderous intent was sticky. It was as though there was an unknown desire hidden under this frivolous murderous intent. It was like wild grass growing wildly.
For the time being, the demon could not figure out what this desire was that was more urgent than killing intent, but he had always been a guy who was willing to comply with his desires.
There would be a day when he would figure it out.
The man lowered his head and stared intently at the pair of beautiful pink eyes. Dark flames intertwined in the gold.
His cold fingers slid down the youth's taut waistline greedily. Under the two different bodies, the same blood and fire boiled.
"Then, from today onwards, please take care of me."
His tone was light, and his voice was low. "My dearest … mortal enemy."