Chapter 1083 One Thousand and Eighty-One "Dance of the Starry Sky."
Chapter 1083 Chapter One Thousand and Eighty-One·"Dance in the Starry Sky."
Dieying stared at Su Ming'an on the throne in boredom, and suddenly said: "...But you can still hear me."
Su Mingan lowered his head and remained motionless.
Dieying smiled, like a naughty child, and grabbed Su Ming'an's arm. Su Ming'an's whole body temperature was extremely low and covered with frost. It only took a little effort to break his arm.
At this time, Su Mingan suddenly opened his eyes.
Dieying let go of his hand and sat back: "Sure enough, you can feel it. Then we can have fun next time."
Su Mingan had already thought of this situation. There were only Die Ying and him in Jiuyou. Since he left his body here, it would be easy for Die Ying to do whatever he wanted. Although Su Ming'an's body was very important to Dieying, it was painful for him to break his arm like he just did, and Dieying could do it. So when he decided to activate this trump card, he was mentally prepared.
"...But do you think I'm bad?" Dieying stared at him: "Maybe you have met bad people before, but I am not. Since the old world is destined to be destroyed, why not use the only ten days left to Can we resolve some misunderstandings and try to be friends? "
"I am indeed very interested in your authority, but I am also very interested in you. There is a very elegant dance in my memory. I have practiced it alone in the starry sky hundreds of millions of times, but no one has ever been able to do it. Be my audience..."
Duying moved his fingers slightly, and the surrounding starlight lingered and gathered, and the figures formed by stars swirled onto the dance floor. They were wearing suits and long skirts embroidered by the sea of stars.
There was no music and no scent of dessert. The dancer is not even a living being, just a figure made of manipulated starlight. They silently looked at each other, touched each other, rubbed shoulders, walked in circles, stepped on the silently counted drumbeats, held each other's hands, and danced.
Dieying controls all this. Whether it is the rotating lights on the dance floor, the silent drum beats, every inch of the dance skirt, or every subtle dance step of the figure, it is all shaped by Him.
That non-human face actually looked a bit lonely in this huge and empty space.
That is the loneliness of high-dimensional people.
It reminds people of the far-reaching and vast universe.
Thick snow fell, staining his pale eyebrows. He covered the right half of his face with his hand, as if he was doing it casually. His eyebrows were lowered, as if he was immersed in a state of half-dream and half-awake, surrounded by bone-chilling loneliness.
However, Su Mingan will not sympathize with the invaders.
He decisively removed his consciousness, and in an instant, Su Mingan's body slumped on the throne again, with his head drooping and his limbs weak, like a puppet that had lost its control strings.
Dieying's hands hovered, still maintaining the action of controlling the starlight. But the audience is no longer here, so what’s the point of practicing it for the 100,000,000th time?
"Okay, okay." Dieying said to himself:
"It doesn't matter, it's still a long time. Once you waver at all..."
What he didn't see was that Chang Ge was panicking in Su Ming'an's body.
...Su Mingan, where have you been?
Su Mingan's soul can be located in the clone, but he can't! He was not Su Ming'an's clone. Once Su Ming'an lost consciousness, he didn't dare to move at all, for fear that the clone would stare at him.
…It’s so hard to follow the first player.
Changge could only pretend to be dead. He felt like a resentful woman waiting for her relatives to return home.
So cold...so cold...
Jiuyou is really cold, Su Mingan...
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Su Mingan's consciousness returned.
Only then did he realize that everyone was staring at him. In the dim candlelight, a pair of eyes have different expressions.
"...Are you okay?" Yueyue next to her asked with concern.
"You suddenly seemed to have lost your soul just now. You were motionless. What happened?" Noel said.
"It's okay." Su Mingan spread out the parchment in his hand. This is the rule of the third tower.
He read to everyone:
"The third tower is divided into a night session and a day session. In the night session, everyone sits together to participate in the game and obtain props that can be used in the day session. We are now in the night session."
"After the night session, everyone will enter the passage around the church for the day session. After the day session ends, there will be another night session until the winner is determined."
"The contents of the night session will be announced below."
"Identity battle. The identities include: [Witch] from the dark camp, [Angel of Judgment], [Angel of Order], [Angel of Killing] from the light camp, and the third party [Puppet Master]."
"There are three [witches] among the twelve people present. The witch's task is to kill everyone. But currently only one witch knows her identity. When this witch dies, the second witch will know who she is. Witches, and so on. Witches have special skills that only the witch knows."
"At the same time, there is a [Judgment Angel], an [Order Angel], and a [Killing Angel]. The ability of the Judgment Angel is to have the opportunity to judge others. If the other person is a witch, the Judgment Angel survives and the witch dies. If Others are not witches, and the angels of judgment must be punished.”
Su Mingan read this and realized what kind of game this was.
"The ability of the Angel of Order is that each round you can choose one person to be 'exempt from sin'. If that player suffers a fatal attack this round, he will be protected from death. This ability cannot be used on yourself."
"The killing angel's ability is not affected by the witch's skills."
"In addition, there is an identity [Puppet Master], who can select any two players to form a third party with himself. No matter which camp the selected players belong to, they will immediately leave the original camp."
"Except for the above special identities, everyone else is a [Saint] without any special abilities."
"The night session does not allow armed struggle, and there is no fixed voting exile. If you want to get a player out, you can get a voting opportunity through the next 'Word Spirit Session'. The rules of the 'Word Spirit Session' will be announced later."
Everyone digested it for a while.
There are six doors on the surrounding walls. It seems that after the night session is over, they have to choose a door to enter and arrive at the day session.
"What do you think?" Yueyue came over and asked.
"Although it is a bit like Werewolf, there is a big difference. It should be said to be a 'spy game'." Su Mingan said: "Any game with opposing camp identities and relying on lies and deception to win is considered a 'spy game'."
Yueyue nodded, looking like she understood, but her eyes were still a little confused.
Su Mingan smiled: "We will win."
Yueyue curved her eyebrows and smiled and replied: "Okay."
She always believed in him.
At the same time, Noel and Lu Shu were also discussing.
"Use games to trace history, use games to accelerate integration, and use games to guide destiny - both Die Ying and the gods are good at it." Noel said lightly: "The tower and dream patrol game should be similar to the world game."
Lu Shu said: "Yes."
Noel thought: "Since Su Mingan came to participate in the third tower, it means that he is ready to take the "Die Ying Line" route first and raise his status first. In other words, this game is equivalent to the last game."
Lu Shu nodded, looking like he didn't want to say anything at all.
Noel was silent.
In fact, Noel didn't want to analyze with Lu Shu. But he was on Lu Shu's right and Mizushima Kawase on his left, so he was really in a dilemma.
He thought the situation was clear now. The factions were divided into four categories. The first category was No. 1 Su Ming'an, No. 2 Yueyue, No. 3 Lu Shu, No. 4 Noel, and No. 12 Lu Meng. These five people were obviously tied together. The second category was the alliance relationship of No. 5 Mizushima Kawano, No. 6 Xue Qixia, and No. 9 Zhang Daoxuan. The third category was lone rangers like No. 7 Eli and No. 8 Agnes, who only cared about their own wins and losses. Then there were No. 10 Alger and No. 11 Boris, two people with uncertain positions. No one knew which side they would help. Although Alger was a member of the Peak Alliance, he had never taken the initiative to communicate with Su Ming'an.
The situation was confusing, and identity and camp were crucial.
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[The identities are issued to everyone present below. ]
[Please note that even if you are a "witch", you will not know that you are a witch before the previous witch dies, and your identity will only be displayed as other identities. After the current witch dies, you will immediately be assigned to the witch camp, have the witch's killing skills, and the victory condition will be changed to killing everyone. 】
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Twelve cards appeared in the hands of twelve people, shining with the color of the stars.
Su Mingan stroked the cards and looked down.