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Chapter 139 The Dorm Friendship League Ranking Settlement
But, how is it possible?
Guo Liang quickly got rid of the thoughts in his mind and told himself that this was too magical.
When the blood-red eyeballs appeared, the terrifying pressure that covered the sky and the earth, no one candidate could stop it. It's a boss, it's better to be like an obliteration level for candidates.
There are only fierce people who survive in front of the obliteration mechanism, and no one who persecutes the obliteration mechanism in turn!
Can someone who can do this count as a person?
"Damn, I got it." Guo Liang slapped his thigh and suddenly realized: "This is an illusion made by the elves, just like the mental power boss used fireworks to disguise the elves before, believe me and it's over!"
"..." The curly boy looked at him speechlessly for a second, then wrapped his fingers, and the white porcelain bowl flew into his hand. As soon as he splashed the bowl down, hundreds of crystal clear water droplets rolled down from the white steam, about half of which solidified into crystals, and the rest shattered and dissipated as soon as they hit the ground, disappearing in a blink of an eye. .
"There are 185 people left."
The boy bent over to pick up the ice beads, and his eyebrows flashed a trace of sadness: "This game is too ruthless, I basically have no chance to save people, and I won't be able to eat again."
Guo Liang hadn't reacted yet: "?? Wait, a big mental power guy, is it really okay?"
He looked at the porcelain bowl in disbelief, and then looked out of the glass window with his head. He didn't expect to stretch his head out. It happened that the blood-red flesh balls in the distance looked at each other, and the remaining pupils of the other party stuck to him. Come.
Guo Liang: "..."
Grass.
The mental power boss didn't know, he should have it.
However, in the next second, the expected pain did not appear - just behind the residual eyeball, an orange-red toilet suddenly appeared without warning, and sucked it back!
The red eyeball struggled twice, and as the last trace of black energy disappeared, he finally lost his ability to resist, was swallowed by the slap-sized rubber head, and disappeared on the balcony of 606.
Guo Liang: ? ? ?
Guo Liang: ! ! !
What did he see just now? ?
The blood-red eyeball was eaten by a toilet stick, right?
Before he could take his breath back in a stunned mouth, he saw the rubber head of the toilet wiggled a few times and spit out a small red polyp, which fell diagonally along the edge of the guardrail, and fell just right. In front of the 307 balcony window.
Yue Qiong, who was almost hit in the head: "..."
The corners of his mouth twitched twice, and before he had time to respond, the red flesh slammed as if he had finally escaped the danger zone—
The jet-black pupils quickly spread out from the red-colored organization of the qiu knot, making a resentful and cold voice:
"The third punished bedroom is a despicable informer!"
Even if there is only a tiny bit of minced meat left, under the constraints of the established rules, it must complete the final punishment link.
Obviously, this resentment was poured out on the first candidate it saw.
Yue Qiong never thought that the third target of the attack turned out to be himself.
When he quickly mobilized the curse ability to try to defend, it was too late. Although the blood-red eyes could no longer squeeze the black air, the black vortex on the ground seemed to have life, and quietly climbed up, the balcony of 307 slowed down. Swallow slowly.
"It shouldn't be like this, what went wrong..."
Yue Qiong muttered to himself against his teeth, moved his eyes to Shishisheng who was standing by, and squeezed out a smile: "Da Shanren, why don't you come and save your poor neighbor?"
Li Jinhan walked around him with his eyes as if looking at people, raised his lips sarcastically, and turned back to the house.
Just as she turned around, a black mist rushed up like a poisonous snake, as if to pull her into the water.
However, this time, the Cursed Black Mist failed to capture the prey. The vortex of blood-red eyeballs smashed the balcony and fell into the gap in the ground.
The smoke and fire dissipated under the dust scattered by the bricks and stones, and everything returned to silence.
The wind and the rain stopped, and the sky brightened. Most people haven't even reacted, and the accident is over.
The menacing elf house vanished in embarrassment, and the most arrogant and terrifying informer was taken away in a wave. Looking around, the one who survived was the one that everyone thought was certain... the dormitory where the mental power tycoon was?
Many people subconsciously moved their eyes upwards to the place where all the turning points began, which has almost become the 606 balcony in ruins.
The balcony window was quiet and dark, and couldn't see the scene inside, and couldn't imagine the situation of the four people in the bedroom.
No one knows what just happened inside.
There are good believers who can't hold back their curiosity and boldly use the detectors. Before seeing the scene inside, he suddenly rolled his eyes, covered his head and fell backwards in pain.
Can't peep, can't see...
【Ding! Congratulations, you successfully escaped the punishment of the Elf House! 】
The game prompt that sounded again interrupted someone's thoughts, and only a crisp mechanical sound remained in the air:
[Activate the competition compensation, the good student camp will open the resurrection pass after the ranking is settled, and the competition compensation can be exchanged for 1 random item or 30% of the dead candidates' resurrection chance]
[Now, the settlement of the competition rankings begins! 】
[There are 289 candidates in this competition, 99 candidates died during the competition, 5 additional candidates died, and 184 candidates survived in the end]
【Your ranking in this competition is: 1】
【Your reward is... 】
Yingyingchaochuo's voice sounded in his ears, as if it was not very clear from a distance.
Tang Xinjue wanted to open his eyes, but his eye sockets were filled with hot and sharp pain, as if it had been scorched by fire for three days and three nights.
The feeling of the body is completely opposite to the eyes. Will be digested autonomously by the rubber head.
Yes, toilet flush!
Lingtai suddenly regained a sense of clarity, and the fragments of the flashbacks were sent into the sea of consciousness, outlining the last attack before the toilet.
At that time, she had just been awakened from the exile of consciousness at the bottom of the sea, and she rose to the surface to suppress the consciousness of the dark yellow eyeballs, and briefly regained control of her body.
It was also in an instant that the blood-red eyes who were about to leave also noticed the abnormality, and paused slightly—then she took this opportunity to lift the toilet and attack without hesitation.
The toilet held in the hands of candidate Tang Xinjue would definitely not be a threat to the blood-red eyeballs.
But what if, at the moment, the force shrouded in the toilet is rounded up, and it is another existence that is more powerful, terrifying, and just crushes the other side?
As it turns out, she was not wrong.
From the outside, it took only a few seconds at most for the blood-red eyeballs to break into 606 in a terrifying manner and come out weakly.
But only she knew how long the process was. The ghost mark can only be used once. As long as the blood-red eyes escape, her plan will fall short, so she must be killed.
It was not until the toilet sucked the last piece of the eyeball, the bedroom was confirmed to be safe, and the activated ghost mark was eager to burst out again, and she gave herself a sleep order, and her consciousness wrapped a few marks and fell back to the bottom of the sea of consciousness.
Memories gradually took shape, and the pressure around them began to weaken.
So now... in the sea of knowledge?
Tang Xinjue resisted the stinging pain and began to mobilize her mental power. The meager energy gradually washed away the pain, and she opened her eyes.
Four familiar ghost marks hovered in front of her.
A silver "color" ring, a tawny "color" eyeball, a roll of white "color" tape, and a transparent glass bottle.
The four figurative markers didn't seem to have changed much, but Tang Xinjue could feel that it was no longer satisfied with being an object at the bottom of the sea of consciousness, and the energy fluctuations were getting stronger and stronger.
These marks were only suppressed by her consciousness and were never activated. The appearance of the blood-red eyeball reminded her of the yellow-brown eyeball mark in the sea of knowledge.
If she looked closely, the first time she saw a ghost in reality was the yellow eyeball that suddenly flashed out of the window just before the game came.
At the time, she thought it was just a vision accompanying the advent of the game. However, after the counselor's visit, he saw the exact same shrinking eyeball mark in the sea of consciousness, and immediately realized that something was wrong.
At first, there were only yellow eyeballs, as if they were aimed at her.
——Like the blood-red eyeballs full of maliciousness and undisguised purpose today.