On the round table, the remaining eight members met each other again. There was a hint of fear in many people's eyes.
"Last night … was Christmas Eve," the God's prompt said after a pause.
"The guard did a good job!" This was Bai Xiaowen's first reaction. He felt half of the heavy stone hanging in his heart fall off.
Bai Xiaowen's powerful observation skills came into play. After the Christmas Eve prompt sounded, he looked around the room and saw the changes in everyone's expression.
Most people couldn't hide their joy, except for two people … Number 4, Mr. Rabbit Ludwig, and Number 7, Miss Ma Leona. However, their expressions were also very obscure. After a moment of depression, they immediately turned to joy. If Bai Xiaowen hadn't been paying attention, he wouldn't have noticed it.
Of course, there was no need for such observation. After two consecutive nights of verification, Bai Xiaowen had already determined that these two people were the last two lackeys of the Blasphemers. He didn't show anything and patiently waited for the turn to speak.
"Since it was Christmas Eve, a member will be randomly selected to speak first. The process will be reversed."
The round table began to turn without warning. The speed went from fast to slow and finally stopped. The hourglass turned to Number 6, in front of Ahon.
The prompt said, "Number 6 will speak first."
This was Ahon's first speech. He said in a low voice, "I'm a guard. Last night, the target I guarded was Mr. Sheep Number 8. Since no one died last night, it means that my guarding was correct. The Blasphemers chose Number 8 as their target. "
After a pause, Ahon continued, "On the first night, in order to avoid conflict with the witch's resurrection, I didn't choose to guard the target. On the second night, I guarded myself. Last night, which was the third night, I couldn't continuously guard myself, so I could only guard others.
"I think the Blasphemers might have chosen Number 8 because Mr. Sheep Number 8 is the only one who is recognized as a good person among the surviving members. If the Blasphemers wanted to confuse and frame someone, they couldn't frame Number 8. They could only kill him at night."
Bai Xiaowen breathed a sigh of relief. Ahon was right. This was the normal way of thinking as a guard.
The Blasphemy Faction had a priority for killing at night. Generally speaking, witches with the ability to resurrect and curse were the first targets to be killed, followed by prophets. Once the Witch and the Prophet were killed, the remaining two Priestesses would have to be killed first. This was because the Blasphemy Faction would win once all the Priestesses were dead.
Of course, if the Good Faction's vision was muddled and they executed the ordinary believers during the voting during the day, resulting in a situation where the number of ordinary believers was less than the number of priests on the field, the Blasphemy Faction could choose to ignore the priests and directly kill the remaining ordinary believers to win in order to win.
And in the case of not being able to confirm the identity and not knowing whether to kill the priests or ordinary believers, the good people in the field were the priority targets. This was because if they kept Ming Qing alive and killed the other members of the Blasphemy Faction, it would be tantamount to reducing the survival space of the Blasphemy faction.
"Although the Prophet is dead, the Blasphemy Faction has also lost two members, and one of them is a Great Devil. Currently, there are only two Blasphemy Faction members left alive. I suggest that the witches report who they saved on the first night, to give everyone more information. If it really doesn't work, we can only reveal our identities and choose from the people with conflicting identities to execute. "
In a situation where there were no Prophets, and the Good Faction was in the lead, it was indeed a good choice to skip the identity fight.
No. 4 Mr. Rabbit, Ludwig, said, "Since No. 6 Mr. Snake says he's a guard and asks everyone to reveal their identities, I'll be the first to respond. My identity is a witch. On the first night, No. 7 Miss Ma was killed, and I used the resurrection ability to resurrect her. "
After a pause, Ludwig said apologetically, "I would like to apologize to everyone here. On the second night, I used the killing curse ability, and the target was No. 5 Mr. Dragon, Milo. As for the reason, everyone should be very clear, because No. 1 Miss Mouse, the True Prophet, was killed by the Great Devil's self-destruction, and No. 5 Milo was definitely a Blasphemer who pretended to be the Prophet. But what I didn't expect was that Blasphemer No. 5 would directly self-destruct during the leadership election the next day, which was tantamount to wasting the killing curse. This was my mistake, I didn't think it through.
"As for the remaining two Blasphemers, I think No. 9 Mr. Monkey is the most suspicious. No. 11 Queen Camelot was killed for no reason, and No. 9, who had a grudge with her, should be the most suspicious. In this round, I will vote to execute No. 9. "
After No. 4 Ludwig's speech, No. 3 Mr. Tiger and No. 2 Mr. Cow each reported their identities as ordinary believers, and then their speech was more inclined to follow the two Priests in front.
No. 10 Mr. Chicken shrunk his neck and looked at No. 9 Garter with resentment. "I … I agree to execute Garter, Her Highness Queen Camelot must have been killed by him."
When it was No. 9 Garter's turn to speak, he angrily slammed the table. "You idiots, I wanted to kill Queen Camelot, and I did it on the first night, how could I leave her alive until the second night? You dare to execute me? I'm a Hunter! Whoever dares to vote for me, I'll f * cking take them away! This piece of shit No. 10, you didn't report your identity, what the f * ck are you? Listen to me this round, all votes to execute No. 10! I didn't like him on the first day. "
No. 10 Mr. Chicken's face was ashen. He was so agitated just now that he forgot to report his identity, and it was too late for regrets.
Garter cursed for a full three minutes, but this executioner of the Camelot resistance army was very particular about his speech. The target of his curses was No. 10, and he didn't offend anyone else. He also didn't touch the three laws of obliteration of "God."
Finally, the hourglass of the round table turned to Bai Xiaowen's side.
"No. 4 and No. 7 are blasphemers, and I'm a prophet."
Bai Xiaowen was the first to speak, fast and clear.
If it was a normal game, Bai Xiaowen would be more relaxed, but now it was a life-and-death battle, and it was really a matter of life and death. Poise and manners were bullsh * t, and he had to report the most important information first.
After saying this, Bai Xiaowen breathed a long sigh of relief. Now, even if No. 4 or No. 7 self-destructed, it didn't matter. After he reported this information, the guardian camp was bound to win.
Everyone looked at Bai Xiaowen with surprise, but there was no doubt in their eyes.
This was the benefit of "Double Metal Water," the highest status in the field. Under other circumstances, a prophet who jumped on the third round would definitely not be believed by some people, and it was possible that he would be beaten into the ground.
However, from everyone's perspective, Bai Xiaowen was a good person.
Now that he jumped on the prophet, everyone had to believe him, whether they wanted to or not! Because he couldn't be a blasphemer.
Bai Xiaowen then slowly explained why he didn't jump on the first day, how Li Shuyi blocked a knife for him, and then analyzed that the Camelot Queen was a witch, and that No. 10 was a member who was attacked when she resurrected on the first night, and so on.
In fact, Bai Xiaowen didn't need to explain so much, and his first sentence was enough.
Ludwig, who was pretending to be a witch, and Leona, who hadn't spoken yet, suddenly changed their expressions. The highest status in the field jumped on the prophet, and pointed out their identities as the blasphemer's minions, and they had no ability to resist.
Bai Xiaowen concluded his speech. First, No. 4, then No. 7. After he finished speaking, No. 7 Leona's speech was intermittent and somewhat incoherent. She no longer had the frivolity she had on the first day when she teased Bai Xiaowen.
The voting segment was without any surprises or dangers. Ludwig was executed, and then night fell.
On the fourth night, Leona chose to kill Bai Xiaowen.
On the fourth day, God's prompt announced Bai Xiaowen's death.
"Is this the feeling of death? No, if my soul dissipates, I shouldn't be able to think … "Bai Xiaowen frowned. He was now looking down at the remaining six people at the round table. The others couldn't see him at all.
"The others can't see me. This feeling … is like invisibility? Sensory concealment? "Bai Xiaowen frowned and looked around.
There was nothing to write home about on the fourth day. Leona was like a criminal waiting to be executed, and she was voted out without much struggle.
God's prompt:
"The Extraordinaire Game is over. The Guardian Camp wins."
With this prompt, Bai Xiaowen felt his consciousness sink, and the next second, he was back in his seat. At the same time, Li Shuyi also appeared in Seat No. 1. The other members of the Guardian Camp who had "died" during the game, such as Queen Camelot, also appeared again.
The eight lucky survivors looked at each other, rejoicing at the fact that they had survived a calamity.
God's prompt: "This Extraordinaire Game was unexpectedly short, but it was still quite exciting. Congratulations, winners of the game, you have a chance to make a wish. Of course, before that, as the last segment of the game, you can restore your physical bodies and complete the sacred ritual of resurrecting the Guardian Dragon. "
With this voice, the vertical coffins behind the eight people opened automatically, and the bodies sleeping in them were revealed.
Bai Xiaowen and Li Shuyi looked at each other.
Bai Xiaowen turned and walked towards the coffin. When his fingers touched his body in the coffin, a gentle suction force surged. The scene before his eyes blurred, and when he came back to his senses, his soul had returned to his physical body. The feeling of powerlessness disappeared, and the familiar feeling of power returned to his body.
Bai Xiaowen immediately checked his attribute panel and checked his status. After checking that there were no abnormalities, he let out a sigh of relief.
The souls of the other members of the Guardian Camp also returned to their bodies.
"Now, the priests of the Guardian Camp, put the relics of the Guardian Dragon into the wishing pool, and the four ordinary believers will pray. During the resurrection ritual, you can say your wishes. However, the wishes must be moderate. Greedy people will only anger God. "
As soon as God's voice fell, the huge round table in the center slowly sank, and a small pool with colorful lights was revealed.
Everyone in the Guardian Camp smiled. They all felt that this mysterious "Master of the Latent Shadow Labyrinth" was quite interesting. Since it was the last part of the game, they just had to complete it.
Bai Xiaowen asked, "May I ask what 'moderate' means? What kind of wish can't be fulfilled? "
Everyone listened attentively.
God's voice came from the wishing pool. "Young priest, don't try to find the limit of my ability."
Bai Xiaowen could only shut up. However, he secretly used insight. His target was the wishing pool.
The spiritual world's rules prompted him:
"The target has been obscured by the illusion of light distortion. You can spend 1,000 Psionic Energy Points to see the true appearance of the illusion. "
Bai Xiaowen chose yes without hesitation. Without anyone noticing, his left eye flashed with a faint red light.
The image of the circular wishing pool in the center of the eight people quickly dissipated in Bai Xiaowen's eyes and was replaced by a wreckage.
[Amotava's Remains (Transformation Progress 60%): The remains of the God's descendant, Amotava.]
Bai Xiaowen paid attention to the transformation progress and received more detailed information.
[Transformation Progress: A mysterious foreign will has occupied Amotava's remains and is attempting to transform it.]
Bai Xiaowen shook his eyes, and a feeling of absurdity welled up in his heart.
At this time, the eight people at the round table had already started praying and making wishes.
Mr. Ox number two said, "I hope that my daughter, Agatha, can recover her health."
A loud prompt came from Amotava's remains. "This is easy."
Then, a beam of rainbow light shot out and turned into a mirror. The image displayed in the mirror was a bedridden little girl with a withered and yellow face who was coughing non-stop.
Mr. Ox pounced forward. "Agatha!" His hand brushed across the mirror, but it only brushed through the air.
The little girl with a withered and yellow face gradually stopped coughing. Finally, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
"Watch your actions, believer. Don't trample on the sacred wishing pool and interfere with the ritual. "God's prompt sounded again.
Mr. Ox number two hurriedly knelt down and bowed. "Yes, almighty God, almighty God, your words are everything. I worship you from the bottom of my heart."
Mr. Tiger number three said, "I hope to have a mountain of money."
The prompt said, "This is easy." The rainbow light once again projected onto the surface of the mirror, revealing a mountain of gold coins. The golden light was simply dazzling.
"After you leave the Latent Shadow Labyrinth, follow the direction on the invitation and you will find this mountain of money. Of course, the prerequisite is that you have to complete the sacred ritual, "the prompt said at the end.
Mr. Tiger agreed repeatedly, extremely excited.
It was Li Shuyi's turn to make a wish. She glanced at Bai Xiaowen and knelt on the ground. "I hope to have more power."
"This is easy."
It was still the same sentence. Then, Li Shuyi's expression changed slightly, and she shared a prompt with Bai Xiaowen.
"You are about to be affected by the Abyss Infusion. Your level will increase by one, and your elite template will be upgraded to hero template. The Abyss Infusion will take effect after the sacred resurrection ritual. "
Bai Xiaowen reacted quickly. "Quick, check the negative effects of the Abyss Infusion."
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