Fifteen minutes later.

The secluded forest was silent, with no human habitation, and suddenly, chaotic footsteps sounded.

The pace was messy and hasty. Listening to the voice, there were a total of fifteen people up and down.

"You mean...God?"

A middle-aged woman showed suspicion: "How could the gods appear here? You haven't even finished the sacrifice."

Having said that, she still obediently followed——

The admiration for the gods is already beyond reason, but she will not hesitate to see him if there is a one in a million chance of seeing him.

"Can I use God as a cover to deliberately deceive you?"

The young man with a cropped head was leading the way, a little impatient: "God said that the reason why He came was to eradicate the blasphemers in that group of people."

"How could someone try to blaspheme the gods?"

The young man beside him looked gloomy: "They must be crazy."

"We've addressed two of them."

The inch-cut youth grinned: "Those people don't have the protection of the power of the gods, they are lame and blind, and they will definitely not be able to escape the woods."

He spoke leisurely, completely letting go of his guard.

The few surviving human beings are as small as ants, and they have no power to fight back when they are hunted and killed. What's more, there are five strong believers protecting the statue, so there is no possibility of problems.

Seeing that he was about to reach the destination in his memory, the smile on the corner of the young man's mouth deepened——

Suddenly, he felt a swift and ruthless wind coming from nowhere.

……Eh?

Consciousness froze for a second.

It's an illusion.

Why did he see...an arrow shot in the air?

The sharp arrow came unexpectedly, like a long snake spitting out a letter, piercing the heart of a man on the left.

Blinking again, the inch-cropped youth heard a terrified scream.

"what!!"

The middle-aged woman was full of panic, turned her head suddenly, and asked sharply: "What's going on?!"

The inch-cut youth was also scared pale: "I, I don't..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man hit by the arrow crashed down.

In the next second, the sharp arrow struck again.

This arrow was aimed at the direction of the inch-headed youth, but unfortunately it was slightly off, and it brushed past his right arm quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the difference between life and death.

Passing by with death, a creepy sense of fear emerged spontaneously. The young man shuddered, and immediately reacted: "Be careful, there is an ambush!"

This is impossible.

Could it be that group of weak and incompetent outsiders?They obviously didn't even dare to resist, and even pushed out their companions as bait...

With their temperament, shouldn't they give up the idea of fighting back and wander around in the woods like a headless chicken, trying to find an exit?

The ominous premonition gripped him tightly, and the young man raised his voice: "Run! Run back!"

Just as they finished speaking, another arrow shot from behind them.

This time, a boy was shot in the face.

Blood splattered, and the joy of meeting the gods all faded away, leaving only shock and fear in the young man's eyes.

Seeing him fall heavily, the middle-aged woman subconsciously reached out, trying to take out a bow and arrow or a knife from her waist.

Halfway through the action, she froze in a daze.

The reason why they came here was never to hunt, but to worship the gods.

On her... didn't have time to prepare any weapons.

There was a buzzing in her head, and she felt something in her heart, and the woman raised her eyes.

Riding the wind, the sharp arrow was as powerful as a broken bamboo, wrapped in awe-inspiring killing intent, and hit her heart.

What exactly is going on?!

There are endless murderous intentions hidden in the front, back, left, and right, and the young man with a cropped head backed away again and again, his mind was muddled.

His god, his gift...

Why did it become like this?!

As they had done to countless victims, the faithful fell one by one, left in the hunt like cornered livestock.

Sharp arrows kept coming, people hesitated and astonished, some roared sadly, some fled in embarrassment, and more were piously kneeling on the ground, begging the gods to come down over and over again.

It is a pity that the high god did not respond to them.

"These guys, go crazy."

On the tree trunk not far away, Shen Chan sincerely sighed: "I'm dying, yet I still don't forget to pray to the evil god?"

A few minutes ago, after discussing the plan, they took the bows and arrows they got from the believers, and most of them hid in the trees.

The treetops have a wide view, and the branches and leaves cover them, which can cover most of their bodies. It is their best hunting place.

—Yes, hunting.

As Bai Shuangxing said, the believers would definitely come from this road unprepared, and they, who had ambushed ahead of time, became the leaders of the killing in turn.

"In the hearts of believers, the evil god is probably the only motivation to support them to live."

Bai Shuangxing recognized her mouth shape and smiled softly: "For them, belief is more important than life."

When he spoke, Bai Shuangxing turned his gaze to the dense forest around him.

Except for Lu Guanchao, it was the first time for them to take up bows and arrows, and their accuracy was poor.

Thanks to Lu Guanchao's patience, he explained in detail how to use this weapon, so that they would not shoot their arrows into the air.

...However, it is also very difficult to use.

Not long ago, the main system launched the second lucky turntable, adding a new negative status to everyone.

Bai Shuangxing was lucky and won the "Sense of Smell" draw, while Shen Chan was transferred to "Severe Tinnitus".

The two of them get together and can go to the ear department for registration together.

Ji Fenglin suffered from "stretch in his right leg" and found it difficult to walk normally. At the moment, he was hiding in the grass on the ground with Lu Guanchao, who was fractured, and Zhong Jingyi, who was almost blind.

Zhong Jingyi was deprived of her sense of smell, Lu Guanchao lost half of her hearing, and Chen Tao, who was hiding in the tree on the right, continued the good luck of the previous round and got "slightly impaired hearing".

He Yu didn't know whether it was luck or misfortune, but he turned out "slow thinking" repeatedly, from half a beat in speaking and doing things to a full beat in slowness.

Although it has no effect on the body...

Bai Shuang pursed her lips and looked in the direction of He Yu.

None of the arrows shot from his hand hit a single one.

He Yu has been an outstanding elite since childhood, and He Yu has never experienced such a strong sense of frustration. His face was faintly red, and he continued to shoot wildly as if he was not convinced.

... All in all, this is a group of weak and sick people who are very easy to deal with. In terms of confrontation, five or six believers can solve them.

But sneak attack and ambush is also one of the strategies that have been passed down since ancient times.

A few more sharp arrows flew by, and within half a minute, the number of believers dropped sharply, leaving only nine people.

The eyes of the inch-cut young man were tearing apart, and his mind was thinking of the god statue made of blood in his memory. In order to see the god alive, he ran forward desperately: "Follow me! I know where the miracle is!"

These people must have blasphemed his god!

The gods have infinite power, as long as you find him, you can make them pay the price!

There is only one way to die if you stay where you are, the surviving people followed his footsteps, as if they were desperately holding on to the last straw, and rushed towards the "miracle" in his mouth.

Coming.

The familiar scenery came into view, and the young man with an inch head pushed aside a bunch of weeds, his eyes overflowing with light.

The idol is still here.

The blood condensed out of his shape, exuding a strange and mysterious aura. At this moment, he was floating soundlessly in the air, and a drop of round blood dropped from time to time.

"Look...you guys look!"

He was ecstatic and shouted loudly: "It is God! God is here, and He can save us!"

The young man turned his head as he said that, for some reason, in the eyes of other people, he didn't see the slightest bit of joy.

They just looked at him with complicated expressions, with puzzlement, confusion, and unstoppable anger in their eyes.

"Where is God...?"

He heard one of the men say, "Isn't there just an open space in this place?!"

The inch-cut youth was stunned.

"Nothing... nothing!"

The teenager behind realized the truth and cried, "Everyone is dead because of you! Liar!"

What are they... talking about?

The inch-headed youth was in a trance for a while.

Isn't the statue standing right there?

Before he could speak, the god suddenly smiled in mid-air.

This time, His laughter was immature and clear, almost the same as the childish sound effects in children's games, laughing and laughing, without the original supreme solemnity.

"Unfortunately, I am not a god."

The statue circled in mid-air: "The so-called god-given is just a hoax—if the god you believe in is so powerful, why didn't he come to save you? Maybe he is the liar."

The idol smiled lightly.

In an instant, it shattered into dust in front of him and fell into the mud.

What is he... talking about?

From hope to despair, faith collapses like a mountain falling.

The young man with an inch head couldn't help trembling, and took a few steps back tremblingly, unable to understand the words.

Or rather, he didn't want to understand.

……wrong.

all fake.

He wants to live, he wants to meet the real God, he—

His legs were faster than his thoughts, and the young man ran away in a panic. In the next second, his eyes widened in pain.

A burst of severe pain came from his feet, and when he looked down, it was actually a trap.

A bear trap made by worshipers.

Thanks to this tool, he has hunted many tourists who strayed into the forest, watching them screaming and screaming in the dark, struggling to survive like animals.

Why, there are bear traps here?

He will never know the answer.

Because at the same moment, a sharp arrow flew into his throat.

"……what!"

Seeing the tragic death of the inch-cut youth, the youngest boy burst into tears and trembled.

Among the survivors, the man with the strongest physique frowned intently, looked at the direction of the arrow, and silently took out the knife in his pocket.

——Without hesitation, he threw the knife into the grass!

Lu Guanchao clicked his tongue coldly, felt the danger and turned sideways to dodge, suddenly thought of something, and pulled Zhong Jingyi beside him.

In the nick of time, the two narrowly avoided the blade.

So far, there are eight living believers.

"Never mind those shooters in the trees."

The man gritted his teeth, full of hostility: "Anyway, I can't survive, so kill those few in the grass first! Don't let them blaspheme!"

This man intends to die together.

Lu Guanchao's right eye twitched heavily.

He and Ji Fenglin were handicapped, and Zhong Jingyi was half-blind. Once surrounded by eight believers, she would definitely die on the spot.

but……

Looking at Zhong Jingyi calmly, Lu Guanchao said in a low voice: "Get ready."

The woman met his eyes and nodded slightly.

The strong man's words were like a spark, igniting the murderous intent of the believers.

Almost desperately, the eight men and women walked forward with hideous expressions on their faces.

Even if they will die, they will bring one or two people to be buried with them.

On the treetop, Bai Shuangxing and Ji Fenglin under the tree drew their bows at the same time, stabbing the right leg and lower abdomen of two believers respectively.

Chen Tao concentrated his attention and held his breath. The arrow rushed out of his hand and hit one of the people in the back.

Affected by the sharp loss of eyesight, Shen Chan sees double images of people. After countless failed aiming, together with He Yu, who was unwilling to admit defeat, the corners of his eyes twitched at the same time.

And Zhong Jingyi clenched her right hand, concentrating on distinguishing every shadow in front of her, her long eyelashes trembling slightly——

A believer approached quickly, the dagger in his hand reflected a cold light, and several silk threads floated into the air in a blink of an eye.

"Twisted with blue silk".

Thousands of thin threads were intertwined like strands, and spread with lightning speed. In less than two seconds, a black oval cocoon was formed, completely enveloping the remaining five people who were unharmed.

The more people are restrained, the shorter the duration of the "blue silk winding" will be. At the moment, it lasts for five seconds at most.

It is impossible to deal with the seven semi-disabled challengers in such a short period of time.

Fortunately, the seven of them had already planned.

It's now.

Zhong Jingyi shuddered, and suddenly raised her voice: "Chen Tao!"

On the treetops, the red-haired young man smiled flamboyantly, showing his sharpness: "Understood!"

The wind passed by in an instant, and the first glaring red appeared in the deep forest filled with faint blue light.

That is fire.

The flames were raging, starting from the first silk thread, expanding and spreading, and quickly devouring all five cocoons along the thin threads.

As long as there are continuous combustibles, Chen Tao's fire will not go out.

And the "green thread winding" connecting five believers is the best medium.

The flames soared into the air, completely engulfing the human figure struggling in pain.

The black hair dissipated, and a burning corpse fell straight down. When it was about to hit Zhong Jingyi, a big hand stretched out and pulled her away.

In the blurred field of vision, the dancing fire can be vaguely seen.

With lingering fear in her heart, Zhong Jingyi whispered: "...Thank you."

"Let's talk first."

Lu Guanchao looked away coldly: "When the time comes to compete for the place to live, I will not show mercy."

Zhong Jingyi smiled: "Me neither."

"Is it almost done?"

Chen Tao jumped down from the tree: "Have we...passed the level?"

He always felt unreal, like a dream.

Looking at the believers around them, most of them lost a lot of blood, and most of them were dead. One or two were shot through their arms and thighs, and they were collapsing to the ground, their facial features twisted in pain.

Facing them lying down powerlessly, He Yu was finally able to play a belated role, pulling the bow and arrow with a blank expression.

This time, it finally hit the heart.

The corner of the young man's mouth moved slightly, and he pulled out a satisfied smile.

"Ok."

Shen Chan was exhausted, and when the dust settled, she leaned on Bai Shuangxing's shoulder: "Thank God, it's finally over... From now on, just go east and leave the moderately polluted area, right?"

"Precisely"

He Yu's tone was serious: "I have completed the second mainline challenge, and I am still far from clearing the level."

Shen Chan was stunned.

A second later, she realized that this person was answering Chen Tao's "Have we cleared the level?"

Ji Fenglin hesitated to speak, Lu Guanchao had a complicated expression, Chen Tao scratched his head, and agreed.

About five seconds passed.

He Yu: "Well, let's go east. You can rest here for a while to stop the bleeding and heal your wounds."

He Yu: "When we find Shenchen, we will be opponents."

Shen Chan: ...

How slow are you in the end!

Outside the white night.

The scenes from the beginning to the end are vivid in my mind, Xiang Zhao sat in front of the screen, his heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't hide his excitement.

From the first wheel of fortune, everything went beyond his expectation.

How should put it... as expected of Bai Shuangxing's behavior style.

In the illusion she constructed, someone was used as a bait to attract attention in exchange for the smooth escape of others.

To be able to create such an illusion, to explain the methods of intrigue, Bai Shuangxing knows everything.

Just didn't do it.

They abandoned the simplest method and turned to seek another possibility. At the very least, they kept the last bit of dignity and rationality that belonged to human beings.

The next thing we will face is the advanced pollution area.

Shenchen... is hidden there.

Looking across several screens in the corner, Xiang Zhaowang saw blood everywhere.

The areas that are progressing faster than them have launched endless scrambles and fights.

Everyone wants to live.

The door of the monitoring room behind him was knocked open, and Xue Zizhen walked in slowly, with a tired look on his face.

Ever since the real-time video of Bai Ye was leaked, she had held an emergency meeting with a group of high-level Supervision Bureau officials. Until now, she was struggling to escape.

"……how's it going?"

Xue Zizhen rubbed his brows lightly.

When discussing countermeasures, she saw a large number of national comments.

Shocked, cursed, desperate, and sincerely prayed for the challengers, all of them finally converged on the tragic situation in the moderately polluted area.

It's a mess.

In order to ensure that they can survive smoothly, people who are pulled into the White Night either fight with each other, or divide camps and form cliques.

In some white nights, there were even brutal acts of the strong snapping off the hands and feet of the weak, using them as bait.

Xue Zizhen was terrified when he saw it, and the comment section exploded.

"How many people died in Huaxia Region? Bai Shuang went to them..."

She sighed, although her tone was light, she unconsciously showed nervousness: "Are you still alive?"

Seeing Xiang Zhao nodded, Xue Zizhen's tense expression eased slightly: "What about the others? Among all the people in Huaxia Region, are there more than two casualties?"

The death of two people is her more optimistic estimate.

Xiang Zhao shook his head: "No."

He paused for a few seconds, his eyes were bright, there was a crystal light spot dancing silently, and he grinned at her: "Sister Xue, no one died."

This is an answer never thought of.

Even Xue Zizhen couldn't help being stunned, his eyes showed a puzzled look: "What?"

"Twenty-five believers were wiped out—"

Xiang Zhao took a deep breath, met her gaze directly, his tone trembled slightly, but he was absolutely sure: "The seven of them... all survived!"