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Chapter 214

Like a fierce beast, the raging flood screamed with irresistible force as it broke down the walls of the labyrinth.

The walls, indestructible to players and monsters alike, were like papier-mâché, shattering at the touch of the flood. The walls slowed the flood slightly, but more and more floods came in from outside the maze, swallowing up half of it in the blink of an eye.

Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo ran at the front, followed by Mu Huixue, Bai Ruoyao and Andrei.

As they moved towards the centre of the maze, they saw many humans rushing towards it from all directions. In the distance, Tang Mo saw a large, magnificent ship. The ship was made of gold and gilded with gems set in its masts and jasper in its hold.

The ship sits firmly in the open space at the centre of the labyrinth, like the apple of a poisonous snake luring man to take a ride on it. If they took it, they would surely be able to leave the place and avoid the terrible flood.

At the sight of it, that name springs to mind for all -

Noah Ark.

But his heart sank when Tang Mo looked down and saw the dark circle of heads surrounding the ark.

The muscular wolf-grandmother, with her hungry green pupils, looks wistfully at the humans dashing towards her; the tall Father Christmas drives his sleigh in circles around the ark, blood and flesh still drying under his sleigh wheels.

There is also the head of the Strange Circus, Queen of Hearts, Peter Pan and Schrödinger.

There are six The black tower bosses surrounding Noah's ark, looking at the swarm of players with the eyes of ants.

Players stop in their tracks.

Behind them, the flood waters had already reached the core of the maze. Although all the players present were able to stay underwater for more than an hour, and some even had props to survive in the water, they did not dare to take the risk.

Mu Huixue: "The black tower's side quest is to get us out of the maze. Obviously, the exit to this maze is here." She pointed to the ark surrounded by monsters in the distance and said, "That water behind us can break down the maze walls that we can't even destroy, so what it is or isn't is up for debate. Tang Mo , Fu Wenduo , cooperate for a hand?"

Tang Mo turned his head and looked at the other man, "Out of all this, I think Granny Wolf is the strongest, and Santa never kills humans."

Fu Wenduo : "He just doesn't kill himself. He's stronger than the circus leader I judge."

Bai Ruoyao smiled cheekily: "What about Peter Pan and Schrödinger? I'd say Peter Pan is not as strong as Santa, but Schrödinger is definitely the weakest of them all. I've met Schrödinger before when I was in one of the subs. He's really, really weak."

Andrei said sullenly, "But la cat has a lot of very Lee harmful props."

Attacking towers with advanced players is that easy.

Of the six The black tower monsters, the only one Tang Mo has not come into contact with is Peter Pan, but Bai Ruoyao has fought him. Mu Huixue fought with the Queen of Hearts, and Andrei fought with Schrödinger. The five men combined their information and concluded, "The breakthrough is Schrödinger!"

Meanwhile, players in other districts have found their subjects.

Tang Mo glanced around, "Lian Yu Zheng, Ruan Wangshu and Ning Zheng are not here, they may have died or left the game." As soon as the words left his mouth, a wretched figure appeared to his left, Tang Mo stared, "Lian Yu Zheng?"

The man was covered in blood and had a gash across most of his cheek.

Practising Yu Zheng saw Tang Mo and came over quickly. She opened her mouth and said, "The head left the game. We ran into Queen of Hearts and she was so strong that Head and I together were no match for her. At that moment she saw the six The black tower bosses gathered underneath the ark and her eyes narrowed as she practiced Yu Zheng looking at Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo: "The head said that if I could meet you guys next, I should listen to you and hope to work together."

The six of them will be better equipped to deal with The black tower monsters.

By this time, a total of twenty-two players had all gathered in the centre of the maze. There may have been players still to come, but the flood was coming and the players had no more time to wait for the new arrivals.

Twenty-two players have vaguely divided themselves into groups. The dark-haired, dark-eyed Asians stood together self-consciously, and the Westerners formed a single group. They all seemed to have chosen who they were going to attack, and had no intention of joining forces with each other. But there was one thing they could all do -

"Go!"

Twenty-two players suddenly attacked together.

Six monsters, twenty-two people, and an average of three or four players against one monster. But everyone wanted to attack the weakest monster, so Peter Pan and Schrödinger became the breakthrough. As a result, the other The black tower bosses all attacked. The situation was so bad that it became a melee.

Schrödinger was held in the arms of the robot butler and kept throwing all sorts of props at the player. As he did so, the little black cat yelled angrily: "What kind of cat do you treat like that? Damn it, I don't even want to be here, who wants to be here if not The black tower, I want to go back to my fortress!"

Turning his head, the little black cat saw Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo. With big round eyes, Schrödinger snarled, "Santa, if you kill them for me, I'll make you a new solid gold toilet with automatic flushing, solid gold!"

Father Christmas, who was driving his sleigh and playing with the two Eurozone players, turned his car around and headed towards Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo, his eyes lighting up.

"Hahahahahahaha, Marry Christmas!"

Tang Mo raised his right hand and several steel needles appeared beside his hand. With a swipe of his right arm, the needles were fired at Father Christmas in unison. On the other hand, Fu Wenduo rushes straight at Schrödinger. The black weapon slashed at the black cat, but the butler raised his hand and blocked Fu Wenduo's blow with his elbow.

The sound of steel clashing resonates through the maze.

Fu Wenduo narrows his eyes and attacks Schrödinger and his machine butler again. He knows Tang Mo is no match for Santa and can't hold off for long, so he has to make it quick. On the other side, Queen of Hearts is pitted against Mu Huixue, Andrei and Bai Ruoyao, with two American players on their side. Together, Queen of Hearts are losing ground.

Mu Huixue found a moment to fling a whip at the ark and his whole body used the force to prepare to fly onto the big ship.

Queen of Hearts yelled back, "Damn you Grea, you keep kissing Noah's boat over there and not coming over to help, I'm definitely going to chop you up and use you as my flower fertilizer!"

Yes, there are only five The black tower monsters that get their hands dirty with the player from start to finish. There is also one The black tower monster - the head of the Strange Circus - who holds Noah's Ark with rapt attention, kissing the jasper cabin and fondling the gold used to carve it.

Queen of Hearts blocked Mu Huixue's path and turned her head to scold her again, before Grea gave Baby Ark a lost look, pressed her hand against her bowler hat and sighed, "Well, it's a very un-hatty thing to keep a lady waiting, though you're not exactly a lady."

As the words fell, the corner of his mouth curled up and the next moment, a small, delicate cane shot at the American player with incredible speed, piercing his arm. The American player let out a scream of pain.

The floods continue to erode the labyrinth and are about to reach the centre.

These The black tower monsters had no intention of leaving and fleeing as they slaughtered the players in a frenzy. Finally, one of the players was slaughtered in two by the Wolf Woman's claws. He was not dead yet, and he took out a golden coin in terror to leave the game before the wolf-woman killed him completely, but before he could say a word, the wolf-woman opened her mouth wide and ate his head into her stomach, belching.

"Hey hey hey, thanks for the gold coins."

The death of someone, coupled with the threat of a flood, made these players, who thought they were strong, no longer dare to slow down.

Originally they did have the idea of having these The black tower monsters kill the players to reduce their competition. But after someone really died quickly, they finally realized that they simply couldn't get through this side quest without cooperation.

A strong man with brown hair and blue eyes shouted in English, "Attack Schrödinger ."

The little black cat glared in shock, "Why is it always directed at me!"

Because you're the weakest!

All the players answered this question in their minds and turned in unison to attack Schrödinger. The combined attack of a dozen Tier 5 players broke Schrödinger before they had a chance to use any props. Once the defences were forced, it wasn't long before players were pulling out strange props and running into the air on Noah's ark.

By the time Wolf Grandmother and the others arrived, seven or eight players had already boarded the ark. As soon as they boarded, The black tower's emotionless prompting sounded in their ears -

"Dingdong! The side quest 'Leave Noah's Labyrinth' has been completed."

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In the darkness of the cabin, three thumps were heard and a light suddenly came on, illuminating the room.

It is a long, narrow wooden corridor, dimly lit by the old, dull yellow wood trim. Tang Mo, standing at the end of the line, reached for the door and pulled it open, turning his head to say, "It won't open."

Fu Wenduo and the others didn't object to his words, and Bai Ruoyao looked on with a smile. A few players from the other districts gave Tang Mo a cold look, and one by one they went up to check the door handle themselves.

It does not open.

None of the players thought of using props to open the door, but it was clear that The black tower had locked them in. The group watched the players around them warily and then moved forward down the corridor in turn. The corridor was silent, not a sound was heard, and Bai Ruoyao, feeling bored, suddenly gave a cheeky laugh.

Everyone immediately turned their heads in unison to look at him.

The baby-faced youth blinked, " Noah's dinner on the ark ... yah, what the hell is this dinner. That flood just now was obviously Noah's bath water, so Noah should be pretty tall." He gestured with his hands, "He's a giant? Then he wouldn't be eating people. My meat ain't good, Tangtang, how about yours?"

Several players frowned unhappily and a middle-aged, burly blond man said coldly, "Shut up."

If you can shut up at his word, you are not Bai Ruoyao.

Bai Ruoyao hummed a little tune, and the strong man was displeased, but did not dare to make a move.

Those who have made it here are some of the best players in the world. They don't know who Bai Ruoyao is, but this man is definitely very strong, that's clear to everyone.

Tang Mo's gaze swept over each of the sixteen men, and in addition to Fu Wenduo and Mu Huixue, whom he already knew, there were two young men with oriental faces, a strong black woman, and nine white men. The nine whites, apart from Andrei, were divided into five men and three women, and Tang Mo's gaze slowly stopped and settled on one of the white males.

Tang Mo averted his eyes immediately as the other man's sharp eyes swept towards him. He looks to Fu Wenduo, who shakes his head.

Fu Wenduo : I hadn't seen this guy before Earth came online.

Tang Mo is silent for a moment.

This man, an old man.

When Earth came online, two groups of people were almost unconditionally eliminated from The black tower. One is a child and the other is an old man. People like Chen Shanshan and Fu Wensheng are no longer children. Fu Wenduo is twelve years old and is capable of defending himself. It is the children under the age of seven or eight who are really hard hit, and they will probably all be dead within the first game of The black tower.

The second is the elderly.

The elderly are inherently less fit, in terms of physical strength, speed and brain power, than younger people. And although the elderly are experienced, they are quite out of touch with modern culture. They are generally inferior to younger people in this aspect of playing games.

Tang Mo has played so many games of The black tower that he has only seen one old man in the Monopoly game at the beginning, other than that he has not seen a single The black tower player over the age of 60.

But the white male with white, wrinkled hair in front of him is at least seventy years old.

"He could be very strong, stronger than anyone else." Tang Mo lowered his voice and said to Fu Wenduo.

Fu Wenduo slowly squinted his eyes and gave a soft "hmm".

He was born with inferior conditions to others, yet he has managed to survive until now and become the top player in the world. This old man is bound to be extremely strong.

The group was silent, walking with their heads down, each with their own thoughts in mind. Each was quietly watching the other players, trying to get more information and find the group hidden among them. After walking for about five minutes, the black woman standing at the front stopped and turned back to say in English, "There's a door."

The crowd did not say a word.

The black female said, "I'm opening the door."

There was no retort as she naturally took hold of the door handle and gently opened the door.

The moment the door opened, the black woman jumped back two steps, raising her own weapon defensively. The door creaked open and instead of any enemies, there was a strange smell coming from it.

Mu Huixue's nose twitched and she raised one eyebrow, "Bread?"

Bai Ruoyao's sniffling was much more of a problem, as he sucked in the air hard and then exhaled. Eyes glancing towards the door and seeing what was inside, Bai Ruoyao turned his eyes away and exclaimed, "Wow, and the smell of egg tarts, cheese and cream. Huh, what's that smell ... of my favourite wine? The smell of Château d'Haut-Brion?"

All spoke in English as a matter of course, without revealing their native language.

They entered the room cautiously, Tang Mo looked up and around and his eyes narrowed.

It is a two-storey castle.

From the exterior of Noah's Ark, there is no way that such an ancient fortress could have been hidden inside this large ship. Gothic stained fragmented glass, sharp black iron candelabra with a slender candle in it. Dozens of candles illuminate the lobby, the centre of which is a long table with gold-rimmed white porcelain cutlery, covered with an assortment of exquisite pastries and bread.

The fortress was completely out of place in the interior of a ship, but everyone knew that the corridor they had just walked down for five minutes was also far longer than the Noah ark should have been.

"Twelve chairs in all." A blonde foreign man said, "There are seventeen of us here."

The black female looked around for a moment and her eyes stopped in the middle of the table, "Instead, there are seventeen small dolls."

At the sound of her voice, everyone followed her line of sight.

At the sight of the seventeen little wooden dolls, many faces changed slightly, obviously remembering a famous story. It was at this moment that an ear-splitting thunderclap suddenly rang out outside the old castle. There was no bright flash of lightning, but a rumble of thunder descended suddenly. Andrei went to the window and looked out, "It's all darkness out there, there's nothing."

Just as he finished, there was another thunderclap.

At this point, The black tower tells a story in a clear, childlike voice -

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The thunder boomed and shook the castle slightly.

The black tower announced the rules of the game and seventeen players stood around the long table, none of them saying a word as the dim candlelight made dappled yellow shadows on the walls. After a long time, a white woman spoke up, "There are only twelve chairs, but there are seventeen of us."

Yes, there are seventeen dolls in the centre of the table, and The black tower also says that there are sixteen players and a The black tower monster in the castle. However, there are only twelve chairs.

Andrei said, "There are names on the chairs, and The black tower has divided us into groups."

Everyone immediately came to heel and looked at the chair.

By the dim light of candlelight, the backs of these antique chairs are carved with a sharpened instrument, with a distorted name. Everyone's name was in English, and The black tower was very humane in helping to hide the player's identity. Tang Mo looked around, and when he saw the name on the last chair, his eyes narrowed.

The only black woman sneered, "Is there any need to use English names, they'll be exposed anyway, what people are known to each other."

Four of the twelve chairs had more than one name engraved on them. Three chairs had two names engraved on them, and one chair had three names engraved in English -

Fu Wenduo , Tang Mo ... and Bai Ruoyao .

The baby-faced young man blinked in surprise, "Wow, Tangtang , Mr. Fu school, I'm actually in your group."

Tang Mo's heart sank, and he looked again at the chair next to him. It reads "Mu Huixue, Andrei" and there are two more chairs, belonging to two foreign men and a foreign woman and man.

It is clear that The black tower has revealed to all players that "each of the nine men is known to the other".

It's actually quite understandable, there are seventeen players in this game and rule number seven of the game: "At the last minute of each day, all may travel to vote for an object that they believe to be a monster. The object being voted on will be restricted and all powers and props will not be available."

If there are seventeen players, each with an equal vote, then Tang Mo, Mu Huixue and others know each other. Once they work together, it would be unfair to the other players to vote them out directly with a majority vote. So The black tower took the step of directly teaming them up and forcing them to reduce their votes.

The other players stared at the owners of the four chairs with measuring eyes. The nine men looked calm, completely lacking the embarrassment and nervousness of having their relationship torn apart.

Boom!

Another ear-splitting thunderclap strikes, and at this moment, all the candles in the castle shake. The shadows of the candles flickered and Tang Mo scanned the area warily, when suddenly an eerie gear-turning sound rang out. The crowd all gripped their weapons and looked towards the sound.

Only one of the seventeen small dolls in the middle of the long table clicked forward on the table as if someone had broken the gears. All the players stared coldly at the little puppet as it wobbled and slid while saying in an eerie ethereal voice, "Stephen Teslav looked at me and pulled out his dagger."

At the sound of the voice, the small puppet stopped abruptly and aimed at a blonde foreigner. The foreigner's face changed and he withdrew the dagger in his hand into his sleeve.

There was a sudden click-click-click sound in the room again and the crowd looked up and behind this little puppet. Only to see a second small puppet wobble and march forward and click, stopping in front of the black woman:" Lina Chocoru looked at me and got angry and tried to kill me."

At this point in time, how could the players not understand what was going on?

One small puppet after another wiggled and moved to each player, calling out the name of each player. Trying to disguise their names or swap names with their teammates was impossible, and the seventeen puppets that spoke each person's name also almost revealed the nationality of some of them.

Tang Mo was surprised to see a small puppet run up to a foreign woman and shout "Summer Lee" at her.

This is a China player?

The foreign woman with short blonde hair who was called out by name gave Tang Mo a cold glance and was silent.

Once all the puppets are in place, they pause in unison for a second and then sing a nursery rhyme in unison.

"Seventeen little puppets, caught in a great flood. They were swept away by the water and could not be saved, sixteen remain."

"Sixteen little puppets, all defending each other. The fire burned them to blackness, and fifteen remained."

...

"A little puppet, seven days scared out of his mind. No one asked to be scared to death, not a single one left."

"La la la la, la la la la ..."

"Shh, Noah's coming! Noah's coming!"

" Noah ate the puppets and they all died."

The sly song came to an abrupt end when the puppet in front of Tang Mo suddenly spoke: "There are only twelve guests at Noah's dinner table."

Fu Wenduo's little puppet said, "There is a white ticket in front of the chair, sit in the chair and write your name."

The puppet practising Yu Zheng said, "Each guest can vote once, not many votes."

The old foreigner's puppet said, "Twelve chairs, twelve tickets, no one is allowed more."

"The results of the vote are to be kept secret from everyone."

"Huh, there's a red ticket, what's that."

The crowd immediately looked to the table, and when the puppets had said these words in turn, twelve white tickets surfaced on the table, and soon, twelve more red ones appeared.

Andrei's little puppet said, "I know, I know. That's Rob Six, that's Rob Six."

"The white vote is endless, the red vote only comes once."

"There's only one ticket per person, only one ticket."

"White votes are cast daily and red votes are cast once. Who is the bad monster, do you think?"

Suddenly, the voice of the eleventh puppet became shrill: "Write him, write him! Write him and you win, write him and you win!"

"What if I write it wrong? What if I write it wrong?"

The thirteenth little puppet gave a strange laugh.

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When the old white man said this, the other players didn't take his word for it, but went up to examine the body for themselves. In Tang Mo's group, Fu Wenduo, who was more familiar with this sort of thing, went up and examined the body in detail, saying to Tang Mo, "Dead for about an hour, drowned."

There is no doubt that the woman is really dead, drowned by a "flood" as the nursery rhyme sung by The black tower suggests.

Everything went according to the words of the rhyme, and in the silence of the empty castle, there was just a crunching sound. Immediately everyone looked down the stairs to see a small puppet in the middle of the long table, wobbling up and down towards the edge of the table. When it reached the very edge, it suddenly turned back eerily, its wooden eyes staring deadly at the sixteen players on the stairs.

The next moment, the puppet fell off the edge of the table and hit the floor, splitting in pieces.

Bai Ruoyao smiled and said, "Wow, this is meant to die one by one?"

A young, white-skinned man said, "Let's get rid of the body, it's not a good idea to leave it here. When I came in yesterday, I saw that this castle has two floors and an attic above. Let's put her there."

Tang Mo remembers this man, one of two players in Europe called Donde Visek. He was the first player in Europe to clear the fourth floor of The black tower.

All had no objection to this proposal.

A strong man picks up the body of a black woman and puts her into the attic.

Sixteen people descended the stairs together.

The black woman was given a separate seat, so when she died, her chair was left empty, leaving only eleven chairs. Everyone took their seats and the old white man spoke up, "Her name was crossed out."

The crowd immediately looked at the black woman's chair. On the back of the long wooden chair, the black woman's name had been roughly scratched with a sharp instrument. Her name had been carved in a crooked manner with a knife, and now that it had been scratched, the original handwriting was completely unreadable.

Mu Huixue raised an eyebrow and said, "It doesn't have to be scratched, it could have been scratched off by The black tower. Like that little puppet just now." The puppet that had fallen off the table had been picked up by the player and examined with no abnormalities. "That puppet went off on its own and fell before all of our eyes. It's logical that the puppet representing the player fell to pieces and the name representing the player was crossed out."

Andrei stood behind Mu Huixue, his voice dull but strong: " Lina Chocoru was killed."

Lina Chocoru, the black woman who died, was the first player in the United States to clear all three levels of The black tower.

As soon as Andrei finished speaking, Bai Ruoyao gave a long, meaningful "oh" and everyone looked at him. The baby-faced young man said with a serious look on his face, "Then there is only one truth, she must have been one of the three players who could leave the room last night. So ... who killed her?"

There was silence at the long table.

Bai Ruoyao was bored: "Hey, hey, don't you all talk anymore. Three people can go out every night, two more besides that Lena."

The blonde woman called " Li Xia" said coldly, "They won't talk about it."

Bai Ruoyao looks over at her.

Li Xia said, "It's simple, the one who killed that woman must be one of those two players. There is even a 90% chance that he is the monster. If the players who qualified to go out last night were you and me ..."

"I didn't, don't you drag me on." Bai Ruoyao clutched his chest in a pretentious exaggeration, looking like he was protecting his innocence.

Li Xia frowned as she looked to Fu Wenduo, who was standing behind Bai Ruoyao: "Let's say that the three players who came out last night were Lina Chocoru, me, and China's most powerful player, Fu Wenduo. Fu Wenduo and I would never say anything. Firstly, if we did, you would know for sure that one of us killed her. Secondly, if I know I didn't kill anyone, then it must have been Fu Wenduo who did. But I can't prove it, you'll just accuse me and I won't be able to refute it."

After a pause, Li Xia lifted his blue eyes and looked at the sixteen players around the table: "Also, today I make a request. From today onwards, we will not only spend the two hours of daylight around this table to avoid the chance of players having private contact. Secondly, each of us must speak, and we must speak the same number of times."

Yu Zheng, a fellow China player, pondered for a moment and said, "You don't want to draw attention to yourself."

Li Xia asks rhetorically, "Do you want to?"

No one said a word, but everyone knew: no one wanted to.

Although no one said it or asked, everyone knew that there was no way anyone could have written their name on that white ballot in the first vote yesterday.

The white vote is renewed once a day and the person voted out does not die, but is blocked from all powers by The black tower.

Upon entering this game, players are restricted from using props and have some of their powers blocked. If you lose your powers completely, you will be less powerful (except for the crap powers of Bai Ruoyao). The black woman did not die at the hands of The black tower, she was most likely killed while her powers were blocked.

So why are her powers blocked?

Because she was so visible yesterday.

The first time you vote, everyone has to vote, but everyone doesn't know each other. So when they had to write out a name, many people would subconsciously write the name of the person who was more popular. Bai Ruoyao, for example, wrote the name of the old white man. But the one who spoke the most yesterday was the black woman.

The fact that everyone speaks the same number of times means that there are no longer extraordinarily awake people.

Tang Mo was the first to speak after a long silence, "I agree."

Bai Ruoyao raised his hand, "I agree too."

Li Xia sighed with relief when all sixteen people agreed with this view and stopped talking. The blond man sitting next to her was very self-conscious and said, "I don't need to tell you who I am, but I'm sure everyone here has their name by heart. I'm Bell-Fusco, a player from Zone 7, USA. The black woman I don't know, and exactly which two people went out with her last night, I don't know or care, and you wouldn't admit it if you did anyway."

It was the turn of the white woman beside him to speak, a cold, short-haired, powerful woman. She had her arms around her chest and when it was her turn to speak, she simply raised her head and looked icily at Mu Huixue, who was sitting across from her, and said those three words in one word: " Mu Huixue."

Mu Huixue looks up at her.

The short-haired woman's tone was icy: " Lena Chopehos , Europe 1, I have the same name as the woman who died."

Simply by calling out Mu Huixue's name, Lena didn't say another word, but the hostility and disdain was too strong to ignore. If this hadn't been The black tower game, it would seem that she would be able to take Mu Huixue on right now and kill her.

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Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo were teammates, and he was able to exchange information with Yu Zheng and Mu Huixue. Bai Ruoyao, however, could not be considered a real teammate to the two men, nor could he be fully trusted. So after the game started, Tang Mo did not ask Bai Ruoyao what limitations he had, and likewise, he did not tell Bai Ruoyao about his own limitations.

The game "Noah's Dinner on the Ark" starts with a ban on the use of props and limited powers.

Tang Mo's powers are limited to three powers, all of which become one-time powers.

Fu Wenduo is limited to three minutes per use and has a cooldown of three days and nights after use.

Now, Bai Ruoyao says, his power, Mortal Death, can only be used on one person. He chooses Tang Mo and then sees Tang Mo entangled in a strong aura of death.

The "Mortal Death" ability to see the death of the opponent.

Aura is the probability of death for each individual and is not constant. Some actions of the possessor can change the aura of the subject, but there is no certainty as to how and what the change will be.

At Bai Ruoyao's words, Tang Mo's face did not change as he said coldly, "Are you telling the truth or not?"

Bai Ruoyao was aggrieved: "Do I look like someone who would lie to you, Tangtang? I've been so good to you, and you doubt me. I've given you all the powers that can only be used on one person."

Fu Wenduo's low voice rang out, "And now what."

Bai Ruoyao looked at him, "It can only be used three times, and it has already been used once. Mr. Fu school, are you sure you want to use it a second time now."

Fu Wenduo : "Hmm."

Bai Ruoyao is perfectly fine with this, as his powers are really weak, and in this game he has used them on Tang Mo and will not be able to change them again. His eyes were fixed on Tang Mo, and there was a gleam in them. Three seconds later, he closes his eyes and spreads his hands helplessly, "What a pity, there seems to be much less dead energy. Tangtang , I must have done something to help you reduce your death qi, do you want to thank me properly?"

Tang Mo has no time for him.

Bai Ruoyao was only suspected because Tang Mo knew that the man was extremely capable of single combat and did not need psychic powers.

Of all the advanced players in the world, Bai Ruoyao is one of the few. Even Mu Huixue said that without her powers, she would not have been a match for Bai Ruoyao. As you can imagine, of the seventeen players in the castle, Bai Ruoyao is likely to be one of the strongest.

But after the conversation that had just taken place, Bai Ruoyao cleared himself of any suspicion for the moment.

Bai Ruoyao had no reason to kill the woman. He didn't know the other man, and he was a man who cherished his life. Whenever he had done anything to mess up, he had done so on the basis that he could leave the game and save his life. But this time, The black tower has banned the use of all props, and all the players in the game are terrifyingly powerful. Bai Ruoyao is desperate for a clue to the seventh level, and he wants the first three players to pass the game.

So he doesn't mess around.

As long as he's not The black tower monster, he won't just kill people.

Bai Ruoyao : " Tangtang , Mr. Fu School, do you have a suspect."

Fu Wenduo : "No."

Tang Mo was also very honest: "No. But I think Fu Wenduo has a point. But I think Fu Wenduo has a point when he says that the killer of the black woman is most likely an American player."

Bai Ruoyao smiled cheekily, "Did it ever occur to you that there could be someone other than an American player who could make her let her guard down?"

Tang Mo frowned, "Like what?"

Bai Ruoyao laughed: "The old man? An old man, how non-aggressive. How could he kill someone."

Fu Wenduo coldly corrects him: " George Ansonia is also an American player."

Bai Ruoyao's eyes widened in a pretentious manner, "Huh, is he an American player, I didn't even notice."

Tang Mo : "..."

This guy is a shit-stirrer, right?

The three of them walk over to the bed and pull up the covers. Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo gently discuss some of the information and doubts about the players that they have drawn up during the two hours of daylight, with Bai Ruoyao interjecting every now and then. His words are generally useless nonsense, but occasionally he manages to give a bit of useful information.

The minutes ticked by and there were five minutes left before the night was over.

Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo were eliminating their suspects one by one when Bai Ruoyao suddenly laughed, "Speaking of which, if we end up writing our names on the red ballot ... Tangtang , Mr. Fu School, we would be considered teammates? "

In Rush 6 mode, the first three players/teams to clear Level 6 will receive a clue about Level 7.

Originally Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo were not really teamed up with Bai Ruoyao, but this time, they were assigned to a team by The black tower. The three shared a red ticket, so even if Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo didn't want to be on Bai Ruoyao's team, they were all tied together. When the names of the red tickets were written, there was always a note -

Teammates: Tang Mo, Fu Wenduo, Bai Ruoyao.

Unless ...

Tang Mo said faintly, "What if you die?"

Bai Ruoyao shouted exaggeratedly, " Tangtang , do you want me to die so badly?"

Tang Mo did not speak again.

In the castle, the first rays of sunlight came into the house. Tang Mo pulled back the covers and began, "Last night, I didn't go out."

Fu Wenduo : "Neither did I."

Bai Ruoyao hugged the blanket and refused to let go: "Hee hee, neither do I."

The three men looked at each other and together they got up and walked to the door. As they pulled the door open, Yu Zheng and the two European players came out of the door. They looked at each other and walked together towards the stairs. Halfway up the stairs, the male European player twitched his nose: "What's that smell?"

Tang Mo's face changed: "Burnt smell!"

Fu Wenduo : "And the smell of blood!"

The crowd quickly made their way to the stairway and looked down. All they could see was a charred, blackened humanoid object lying on the floor beside the long table, limbs turned skyward, burned stiff. Tang Mo's eyes fluttered as he saw what was beside the man.

Lian Yuzheng exclaimed, "I can't believe two people are dead?!"

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Two days and three nights, with time flowing at six times the speed, leaves the player with only ten hours left.

When Mu Huixue finished saying this, there was silence at the long table.

Each of the twelve players here is an advanced player who has been through numerous The black tower games, life and death trials. Even George, an old white man who seems to be the underdog, has already cleared five levels of The black tower and is not to be underestimated.

The strength of these players should make them more accurate in finding the monsters hidden among the players, but it is also the strength that causes all players to hide from each other and be wary. Even now, Tang Mo doesn't dare to say that he knows the strength of everyone here. Everyone hides too well, which makes the game even more difficult.

The more you hide, the less you reveal.

The same is true of the black tower monster.

East Asian player Takao Yamamoto mused, "I don't have a pass in mind right now."

Lian Yuzheng looked straight at him, "You mean, you don't think of it now, you will think of it later?"

Takao Yamamoto gave her a deep look, lowered his eyes, and spoke in a calm tone, "That method, I think all the players here know about it."

Lena Chopehos gave a mocking laugh of uncertainty, and her companion Donde looked at Takao Yamamoto with a smile. Abdullah, the South-East Asian player, remained with his arms around his chest, not participating in the discussion. The older white man and the two American players frowned, seemingly displeased by Takao Yamamoto's words.

Before they could say anything, however, Mu Huixue's smiling voice rang out, "There is something that I think we can consider. It was Fu Wenduo who said it." She turned her head to look at Fu Wenduo for a moment.

Mu Huixue smiled and continued, "The two players who died the next day were so badly mutilated that it was impossible to ascertain whether they had fought with the murderer before they died. Bai Ruoyao, who died yesterday, was identifiable as having been in a fight. Other than that, only Lena, who died on the first day, remains." After a pause, she added: "I'm talking about Lina Chocoru."

There were no signs of struggle on Lina Chocoru's body," said Yu Zheng.

Mu Huixue nodded: "Yes, so in private, Fu Wenduo mentioned two possibilities, which I think are very correct. Firstly, the killer was so strong that Lena was unable to resist and was killed. Secondly, the other person was someone Lena knew well, or at least knew. So she didn't take any precautions and was killed outright."

Although all players agreed to spend the day at the long table, with every word spoken for all to hear. But in private, players can certainly find opportunities to communicate. The six Tang Mo players, for example, had a brief exchange with the six Chinese players. Mu Huixue knew about Fu Wenduo's speculation, and Tang Mo knew that none of the five surviving players had been given the opportunity to go out at night in the past three days.

Takao Yamamoto nodded gently, "I agree with this speculation."

Mu Huixue added: "I can't really say which of these two guesses is more likely if I just go by Lina Chocoru's death. But two people died the next day, and one of them was also an American player, David Angus."

As soon as the words left his mouth, the blonde American player narrowed his eyes directly, "What do you mean."

Mu Huixue looked up at him, "I'm just saying that an American player died the next day as well."

Bell-Fusco sneered, "Returner Mu Huixue , you don't have to act here, I think everyone here understands what you are trying to say. You are trying to tell us that Lena, who died on the first day, was either killed by a single blow from a powerful player who could not resist, or she met someone she knew. And the two people who died on the second day, they were two people, or two players who at a glance looked like they were physically very powerful. How difficult would it be to kill them both at the same time? The more likely method would be to team up and kill one of them first, then backtrack and kill their companion."

Andrei said lightly, "Bell-Fusco, you said yourself on the third day that you knew David Angus."

I'm just saying I've heard of him, and I've probably gotten some information about his powers from other people. Don't you China players ever gather information, you know each other, don't you? You even work together. It was you, Mu Huixue, who pulled the three players in that chair onto the Noah Ark."

Mu Huixue looked up, "So now you admit that you do know David Angus, not just have heard of him?"

Bell was irritated to the core: "You ...!"

"That's enough, that's the end of it. Mu Huixue, what the hell are you trying to say?" Bell's sidekick, his companion John Bruce, interrupted, "We did know David, not as a teammate, but not as an enemy either. But we didn't kill him. As for Lena, we've heard of the guy, she's in the western US, we're all eastern players, too far away to have had any contact with her."

Mu Huixue looked up slowly: " Did you kill Bai Ruoyao."

John furrowed his brow, "I said we didn't."

"I actually kinda hate this guy, but you may not know this, but I've known him for years. We are fellow members of the same organisation and see each other very rarely, but anyway ..." Mu Huixue brushed his head up and at the same time a black dark weapon pierced the air with a whoosh and shot at John , "He is my companion! "

John sidesteps the concealed weapon and when he looks back, he sees that it is a small puppet fragment.

Snap!

The red whip arrived in response to the sound.

The black tower prohibits the use of props, so the player's weapons cannot be used to their original effect, but it does not affect their use. John probably didn't expect Mu Huixue to strike out of nowhere, but he dodged the whip in a hurry, not fast enough, and still got hit on the back of his hand.

Bell immediately drew a pistol and shot it quickly at Mu Huixue.

The blond man and the brown-haired man worked in tandem to intertwine with Mu Huixue. The rest of the players remained in their seats, staring at their fight. The fight started abruptly, but it didn't last long, only two rounds before Mu Huixue's whip was caught by Andrei.

"Doesn't make sense." A hushed voice rang out as Andrei said, "They might not really be the ones who killed White."

Mu Huixue looks at her companion and after a moment she puts away her whip.

From the moment she entered the castle, Mu Huixue had been very friendly, even in the face of Lena Chopehos' provocations, and she had not been angry. Everyone forgets that she is in fact a returnee, and one with tens of thousands of lives and 260,000 hours of rest on her hands.

In the darkness, a young, shapely, shady-looking man slowly comes up the stairs, none other than Southeast Asian player Abdullah.

The old white man looked at the two men and confessed, "I'm the first one here, and I've only been here half a minute, and this Don is here too. This is the attic, so I assume you're here for the same reason I am." As soon as he opened his mouth, he cleared himself of any connection and explained his purpose: "I came to see if the body was still there."

Tang Mo : "Me too."

Abdullah gave the two men a look, "The same."

Old George was silent and asked, "Come in together?"

"Good."

The old man's hand pressed on the attic door handle and gently twisted it open. Dim light streamed through the window and into the attic. The doorway opened wider and wider, and Tang Mo's gaze became more and more focused. But he was slightly relieved to see the body still resting in the attic.

Abdullah : "He's still around."

Old white man: "I have little interest in this corpse."

Tang Mo : "Go out and see?"

The crowd agreed to his suggestion, "Good."

There are a total of two hours in the evening, but this does not mean that the player has to stay outside for the full two hours. Not going outside is allowed by The black tower, and going out and coming back in soon is also allowed by The black tower. During the day, they are faced with a dozen players, whereas at night there are only three, making it easier to observe each other.

However, the three did not intend to move together, and when they came down from the attic and walked to the stairway on the first floor, they separated.

This is a rare opportunity to investigate the castle on its own.

During the day, all conversations are held around the long table. Even when searching for clues, everyone must work together. This is to ensure fairness and also to prevent monsters from sneaking in and removing clues.

Tang Mo chose to go to the ground floor lobby, while the old man and Abdullah chose to wander around the first floor.

As the three men parted, Tang Mo quietly looked up at the backs of the two men. The old white man chose to go left and Abdullah chose to go right. The two men did not cross paths and were simply looking for clues on their own, as if they really did not want to waste any time and were cautiously trying to find out the truth.

Tang Mo walks down the stairs to the long table.

In the centre of the long, narrow wooden table are thirteen small puppets. On the backs of the wooden chairs, the names of Lena, David, Anatoly and Bai Ruoyao are all crossed out. When night falls, the players cast their votes and leave them upside down on the table, leaving no one to worry about their whereabouts. Tang Mo looked closely at the table and saw that there was not a single white vote, nor was there a single red vote.

One by one he walked past the chairs where each player had sat.

Then he went to the fireplace and turned over the thick ashes. Then he went to the kitchen and searched carefully in the cupboards.

Half an hour later, the sound of clattering footsteps sounded on the stairs. Tang Mo was carrying a candlestick, the dim light of which reflected on his face in a rather sombre manner. His face was expressionless as he walked up the stairs, past the first floor and up to the third loft. At the doorway to the attic, he stopped and brushed his head back, looking down the stairs.

A grim face is faintly illuminated by candlelight.

Tang Mo was silent for a moment: "You're light on your feet."

Abdullah : "I've always walked very lightly." After a moment, "Oh, you'd think I'm a monster because of that?"

The sarcastic laugh raised Tang Mo's eyebrows and, without replying, he turned and opened the door to the attic.

Looking steadily at the scene inside the door, the next moment Tang Mo turned back, his voice calm: "Who stole the body, do you think?"

The narrow, dimly lit attic was seen to be hugely empty.

Bai Ruoyao's body is missing!

Abdullah looked up abruptly, "What are you trying to say? I didn't steal it."

Tang Mo holds up the candlestick: "Not me either."

Abdullah : "Oh, it's the old guy."

Tang Mo inhales and sniffs the air. There was only the scent of dust that had been sealed for a long time, no other smell. He held up the candlestick and leaned down slightly, letting the light from the candle shine into the corner of the attic door. Looking at a brown mark on the corner of the wooden door, Tang Mo reached out and wiped it lightly.

It can no longer be smeared with anything, but it is wet.

Tang Mo : "Where did George go, the old man."

Abdullah's dark eyes reflected the dull candlelight: "I didn't see him."

Tang Mo held the candlestick and curled his lips slightly: "Is this your blood or his ..." Before he could finish his sentence, a harsh crack of wind sounded from behind Tang Mo, who threw the candlestick directly at him. Abdullah shattered the candlestick with a single punch and stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking at Tang Mo with a cold, snake-like gaze.

It was the first time Tang Mo had ever seen him smile, and his grin was eerie and ominous, especially in the darkness.

"You're going to die anyway, so what's the point of asking so many questions."

As the last word was spoken, the fist came as expected. As the punch was about to hit Tang Mo, Abdullah's five fingers opened up into a claw shape and punched Tang Mo right in the heart. Tang Mo sidestepped and pressed one hand against the stair rail. Abdullah's claws were in the shape of eagles, and his attacks came at Tang Mo like shadows.

His nails had turned black at some point, and as he grabbed the stair rail with one claw, he managed to gouge out five finger marks in a raw manner. Where his nails touched, the wood made a nuisance sound and quickly rotted and melted.

Tang Mo didn't dare to be careless when he saw this, he used his hands to brace himself and rolled down the stair rail to the first floor.

Abdullah came straight after him.

Once the terrain opened up a bit, Tang Mo was no longer passive and he started to attack.

Abdullah is not strong and is even a little thin, but he is fast. His body was soft and he attacked Tang Mo from all angles, and whenever Tang Mo tried to touch him, he was able to bend his body to avoid it, slipping like a fish.

With another blow, Abdullah's five fingers were embedded in the wall.

This is the opportunity!

Tang Mo's eyes lit up and with a cry of rage, he pulled out a metal handrail from the castle stairs and stabbed Abdullah with the sharp end. In the next instant, Abdullah pulled out his five fingers. The next thing he knew, Abdullah was pulling his five fingers out and a smile appeared on his grim face.

No, this time the death is not like the one sung in the nursery rhyme!"

When Mu Huixue and Andrei open the door, they hear a loud female voice. The two men looked at each other and walked downstairs together.

At the corner of the stairs on the ground floor, Li Xia, a female Chinese player, and two European players are gathered around the handrail, looking at something.

At this, Lena Chopehos sneered, "Is this killer so arrogant as to tell us that it is either The black tower, The black tower monster, or a human being who is killing people? He doesn't even bother to hide it."

Hearing their conversation, the rest of the players descended the stairs one by one.

Two male American players came down the stairs together, followed by Takao Yamamoto, an East Asian player, and then George, an older white man. After a few minutes, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo came downstairs.

When the old white man saw Tang Mo, he gave a slight pause, which he quickly concealed, as if he didn't know Tang Mo and hadn't left the room last night. Tang Mo's gaze remained fixed on his body and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Mu Huixue bent down to examine Abdullah's death: "Stabbed in the brain with a sharp object, must have been a long struggle, and there are a lot of marks on his body. Also, look around us at these walls and stairs."

The crowd followed Mu Huixue's line of sight.

Mu Huixue: "When Bai Ruoyao fought with his killers yesterday, he didn't leave these claw marks and round holes. So, these claw marks and small round holes must have been left by Abdullah and his killers last night. If I'm right," Mu Huixue grabbed Abdullah's fingers and saw that his nails were black on his ten fingers and three of the nails on his right hand were broken off at the base, dripping with blood. "The claw marks were left by Abdullah, the rest by the murderer."

Takao Yamamoto thought for a moment, "Abdullah's fingernails are clearly unusual, and it is highly likely that this is his ability."

Lena Chopehos looked around at everyone with disdainful eyes, "So, who killed him?"

Mu Huixue was about to speak when she suddenly looked at Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo as if she had remembered something.

The three men looked at each other.

Tang Mo nodded gently and Mu Huixue was surprised for a moment, then changed the subject, "Was this the only one who died last night?"

Abdullah's body was by the stairs, and the group then remembered to look for another body.

They went through the entire third floor of the castle, and when they reached the attic, everyone noticed that Bai Ruoyao's body was missing.

Li Xia clenched her fingers: "Sure enough, the killer is trying to take everyone's bodies. What was he trying to do?"

"Wait, I think I've found his body."

The crowd immediately looked towards the sounding place.

Takao Yamamoto was seen standing at the stairs outside the attic, looking down the direction of the stair rail. "Is that his body?"

All walked down the stairs again in unison.

As they reached the corner of the first flight of stairs, they walked further back, to the back of the stairs, where a body on the floor immediately came into view.

Tang Mo's lips opened and closed.

He did not expect the other side to hide Bai Ruoyao's body in such a place. At night, the back of the stairs were dimly lit and you couldn't see anything without taking a closer look with a lamp. Tang Mo had been here before, so after he killed Abdullah last night, he went to the second and third floors and searched for the body, but found none. He didn't think that Bai Ruoyao's body would be hidden here either.

John, the American player, furrowed his brow: "What does that mean. Last night's killer didn't take this body?"

Why didn't they take the bodies last night and all the bodies from the previous two days?

Did the murderer even pick the person?

Practising Yu Zheng was about to speak when a low chuckle sounded. European player Donde Visek hid his lips and smiled a little, seeing the crowd look at him strangely, he smiled gently and said: "There is something that actually concerns me very much. Before today, for three days in a row, these two China players ... also known as Don and Fu, you have always left the room early and even arrived at the scene of the crime first. But today, you guys stayed in the room for a really long time ..."

Donde looked at them curiously and laughed, "I'm a bit curious, what are you doing in the room?"

As soon as the words left their mouths, the players' faces paled.

A peachy-looking remark that, at this point in time, no one would have given any extra thought to.

Donde added, "Could it be that one of you is injured and wants to take some time to heal?"

Lian Yuzheng, she understood who Abdullah's killer was and immediately said, "If I remember correctly, you three American players also came out very late, right?"

The two young players retorted directly, "What do you mean? We came out a little later, but not much later at all. Our room was already at the far end, so what's wrong with moving slower than you?"

Practising Yu Zheng : "What about him?" She is referring to the old white man.

The old white man said, "I had some personal business to take care of and tried out my powers in my room to see if they would work properly, that's why I'm late."

Lena : "All good reasons, what about you?"

The cold, short-haired woman looks at Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo with a sneer, as if she had seen them kill someone.

The three Mu Huixue men looked displeased, yet to their surprise, Tang Mo smiled slightly, "Yes, I left the room last night."

What?

All the players looked at Tang Mo in disbelief.

The smile on Donde Visek's face disappears, as if he senses something is wrong.

And the next second, Tang Mo said in a calm tone, "By the way, I killed him."

Mu Huixue : " Tang Mo ?"

The two American players immediately drew their weapons and looked warily at Tang Mo. Lena and Donde were also serious.

Tang Mo walked up to Abdullah's body and said, "We started the fight from the attic. I jumped down from the stairs," he gestured, "and he came after me. Then we fought from the dining room table to the fireplace, where he kicked the fireplace, and later I stabbed him through the head with my weapon. You should be able to find a complete line to prove me right if you're looking for tracks."

Lena : "So you're admitting that you killed all the people? Where did you put the three bodies from before."

Tang Mo : "Did I say that I killed all the people before? Last night, he was the one who attacked me first and I fought back. At that time I thought he had already killed the other man and that's why I struck. But I soon learnt that I was wrong; Abdullah had not killed the other man and Bai Ruoyao's body had been hidden by that man. His intention was simple, to mislead me, or mislead Abdullah, so that we would suspect each other and thus have a big fight and end up with one dead."

Andrei : "Who is the other one."

Tang Mo pointed directly at the old white man, "Him."

The old white man looked calm: "I don't understand what you're talking about, I didn't go out last night."

Tang Mo laughed: "You got that blood stain on the attic door, didn't you?"

The old white man's gaze flashed and he asked rhetorically, "What blood."

Tang Mo led the group upstairs, where he knelt down and touched a completely dried reddish-brown bloodstain on the attic door panel. "You did a clever job of arranging the blood stain in such an inconspicuous place so that when it was discovered, it would be perfectly disguised as if the killer hadn't noticed before leaving the blood stain. But you knew deep down, or you believed in me and Abdullah's strength, and you knew that whichever of us went up to the attic first would surely find the blood stain and think you had been killed by the other side, who had also stolen Bai Ruoyao's body."

Old white man: "I do manage to do all that you say, and your reasoning seems seamless. But the fact is, I don't go out, and I don't have to do so much, and what good would that do me?"

Tang Mo : "The benefits are out, Abdullah is dead."

The old white man frowned, "What good is that, and what business is it of mine if he dies?"

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"No, this time the death is not like the one sung in the nursery rhyme!"