Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Chapter 197

Mo Yi stared at the scattered paint fragments in the palm of his hand, twisting with his fingers involuntarily.

The dim and dry gray irregular pieces scattered into even more finely divided powder at the moment they were touched, and slowly slipped from his fingers, floating on the ground in countless colors. No trace can be found in the pigment ocean.

Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil.

Mo Yi frowned slightly, patted his palm quietly, then stood up on the ground.

He slowly looked around the environment around him, his gaze glided gently over the steward who was still standing not far away.

The sound of a familiar mechanical girl sounded in my ears:

"Dangdang Dangdang, congratulations to No. 13 player Mo Yi for unlocking this escape game to hide the plot

The side mission is open, and completing the side mission will reward you with rich points. Please continue to work hard! "

Mo Yi receded his gaze indifferently, thinking a little inscrutablely--

It turned out that the nature of the copy was also uttered from the mouth of the inherent characters in the game ... but maybe this is why the system's announcement did not appear when Claus's voice first fell, but only in his ears after he died. Let it ring.

The rush of paint under the feet is even more urgent, making a wet and sticky flowing sound in the deep and dark caves.

Mo Yi's gaze swept lightly from his wrist-I saw light blue marks on the skin of the skinny wrist bones, and the pale color was particularly conspicuous on the pale skin. If I look closely, I can see Vaguely floating fuzzy numbers, like a chic chain around the wrist.

But only he knew the dangerous nature of it.

That ring is a vicious item similar to Monkey Claw (Themonkey \ 'spaw). It will satisfy the user ’s wishes, but at the same time it will allow the user to pay for their greed.

Like Sisyphus, who prays for eternal life, is trapped in eternal Purgatory forever.

And the emotion that this ring uses is not just "greedy."

And "love."

Although Klaus got the dreaming ability he dreamed of, he fell in love with the beauty painted at an extraordinary level, and eventually fell into the madness of love and obsession in order to make the people in the painting come true. But he slaughtered his servants, and ultimately killed himself, and still cannot escape after his death. Just like Sisyphus, never imprisoned in endless reincarnation. And his father, although Claus did not reveal much, but can think that the marriage of a gentleman and a beautiful girl with a beautiful family and a painter is very rare, so it is very likely that their marriage is also It was made possible by this ring-and of course he paid the same price.

The punishment of falling into reincarnation should not take effect until the party dies, and the reincarnation will end when the ring is passed on to the next deceived victim. It is ashes as Claus and finally gets the long-awaited death.

Mo Yi slowly rubbed the ring that was fastened on the root of his finger, and the cut-off corners of the pigeon's blood-red gem felt hard and sharp, and his aching finger hurt.

According to the information provided by Klaus, the existence of the ring will be hallucinogenic, and the more affectionate the person will be more deeply deceived and affected by it ... then the more abnormal state that Wen Yan has shown since entering the copy, his Observation and perceptual insensitivity, emotional instability, and inability to process information are inadequate, which is likely to be affected by the ring.

And ... more importantly ...

Mo Yi looked down at the shimmering ring, slowly narrowing his eyes, and the words Klaus said appeared in his mind:

[You are the one it chooses. 】

Under the blessing of the escape game, the negative effects and abilities of the ring will be multiplied by hundreds of times-once it could only affect Claus's father alone, but now he can realize his influence into one A huge mansion. The ring previously could not choose its own host. It could only satisfy the desires and greed of everyone who brought it, but now it can choose itself from a group of players, and it can even mislead and step by step. Design your own ring.

But Mo Yi couldn't figure out that he didn't madly try to catch what was in his hand, nor was he obsessed with what he wanted even if he paid everything.

... Why did the ring choose itself?

Until now he used the ring a total of two times, but now he has basically not shown any major side effects except that the ring cannot be taken off, which makes Mo Yiba affirmed his guess-only to achieve the real execution of the host The idea is that the ring can collect the so-called "remuneration" from the host, and the two times he used before were just the means by which the ring enticed himself to complete its binding, and the real threat has not yet appeared.

Mo Yi stretched out her finger and gently touched the light blue mark on her wrist.

It feels soft and smooth to the touch, and there is no difference at all from the skin, but the deeper the color above, the more fluid the code looks.

Mo Yi raised his head, and looked carefully at the hall in front of him-the scarlet wall in front of him looked like **** tears, and the thick and thick paint slowly flowed down, the air was filled with heavy The pungent paint taste, under the feet, is also almost colloidal asphalt paint, slowly flowing outward along the inclined angle of the ground, slowly and clearly across the feet of Mo Yi.

Suddenly he suddenly--

The form of this copy will change according to the owner of the ring. Previously Klaus was a failed painter, so the house was constructed from the most familiar material of Klaus-paint, and the entity built was his life from an early age. The old house where Claus grew up, even the chain symbolizing **** on the wrist was made of paint.

Now that the owner of the ring has been replaced by Mo Yi, naturally everything needs to be rebuilt.

The new unit structure it chooses is naturally the most familiar to Mo Yi—code.

Mo Yi turned his wrist and watched the pale blue numbers on the pale wrist slowly flow, could not help but get a little distracted:

Not to mention, it looks pretty good.

Just then, a crackling sound came from behind Karakora. Mo Yi was startled, pulled away from his thinking, turned his head and looked behind him, and saw the brass door. The top slowly cracked the gap like a spider's web, as if being hit forward with some great force, the high top of the gate slowly fell in the fine dust, numerous inlaid in the deep black heavy frame The oil painting fell down, and smashed into the ground hard and miserably, making a sound followed by a deafening sound.

Mo Yi watched with vigilance that the gate was spreading at an extremely violent speed, and even the cracks that had spread to the large surrounding wall could not help but tighten his nerves.

In the next second, the crack on the door was instantly overwhelmed by violent force. In the blink of an eye, it shattered into crumbling fragments, crashed to the ground, the rising dust and paint fragments swelled into the sky and merged into the door. Among the massive mist that burst into the cracked opening instantly, the raging and frantic mist poured in like the waves of the sea, which instantly reduced the visibility around him to an extremely low level, almost reaching the point where he could not see his fingers. .

But Mo Yi relaxed, he exhaled slowly, feeling that his waist was caught by a huge force.

The fog around him seemed to be swept away by the wind, and it instantly cleared up, gathered in front of Mo Yi's eyes at a speed that was almost impossible to capture by the naked eye, and outlined the familiar humanoid outline.

Wen Yan's eyes were red, and the light-colored eyes flashed a violent and fierce look, as if the injured beast became more dangerous. At this moment, Wen Yan's face was shockingly violent, as if to see The blood-knife-like breath is sharp and can almost scratch the surrounding people, and the heavy and rolling coercion with a cold killing intention——

Mo Yi has never seen him so angry.

Wen Yan's gloomy and cold eyes softened consciously when he touched Mo Yi, and seemed to be afraid that the suffocation on his body would hurt him, but the uncontrollable violent breath still escaped from him, Mo Yi Involuntarily came up with a non-marginal idea: Compared to myself, smelling more like a ring is controlled by it! The ring is tied to the wrong person.

Just when he was a little bit fascinated, he felt the shadow in front of him suddenly pressed forward--

Wen Yan's action came a bit fiercely, but when he touched Mo Yi, he suddenly became gentle. His arms tightened slowly, as if to push Mo Yi into his chest and fit into his arms. With the almost ferocious tenderness, let Moi envelop himself in his breath, his cold breath quickly and chaotically sprayed Moi's side face, making him feel a little itchy.

"Well, am I okay?"

Mo Yi patted his back a little helplessly and said softly.

Wen Yan slowly released Mo Yi, and took a two-step step back. His eyes were still red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "... I'm sorry."

Thin lines of blood flowed down the corners of his lips, dyed his pale chin into a bright red, and then dripped down the lines of the jaw, looking shocking, but Wen Mi was just absent. With a light touch, a pair of light-colored eyes stared at Mo Yi tightly, his voice hoarse:

"……Sorry."

Mo Yi froze for half a second and suddenly realized something.

Wen Ye had lost too much power due to bleeding and the negative guidance of the ring itself, which reduced his defense and alertness and took him away, but Wen Ye regarded this as his own mistake, so Regardless of the suppression of his ability by the copy, he began to look for himself in a frenzied manner-resulting in punishment and backlash from the game.

Mo Yi felt that his heart was a little blocked. He raised his hand to wipe off the blood on Wen Yi's chin, but when he raised it halfway, Wen Yi caught his wrist, and his eyes fell on Mo Yi's hand in shock. The sound trembled, and only a simple syllable was issued:

"……This……?"

Mo Yi followed Wen Yan's eyes and saw the ring on his finger, and suddenly realized that the position of the ring was very embarrassing.

Wen Yanqi's eyes turned black, and she said upside down:

"Who ...! Who, dare ... not even me, even me ..."

Mo Yi: "... ????"

what?

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