Chapter 114: first Middle school (2/2)
It turns out they are afraid of fire!
Although he was running for his life just now, Zong Jiu was also paying close attention to the reaction of the dungeon npc. He was smashed by the smoke, and now his face was so gray that he couldn't see it.
Fortunately, dual use of one mind is not without gain, on the contrary, it can be said that it is quite rewarding.
Around the flames, the movements of these faceless men became exceptionally slow.
Although they have no faces, everything else is no different from humans, and they are naturally afraid of fire.
The more gratifying harvest was that he discovered that if the faceless man died in a raging fire, the flesh on his face would be distorted, as if re-turned into a distorted and pale grimace, scorched in the blazing fire.
Zong Jiu told everyone about his discovery.
The leader of the Ye Clan nodded, his red eyes darkened, and he drew his saber from the system backpack.
”We must take the initiative. If we don't guess wrong, we will not only destroy the scene, but at least we must clear these NPCs before it can be regarded as truly destroying the copy of No.1 Middle School.”
After the props expired, this fiercely famous ”Caligula” also lost the blood light that came with it when it was unsheathed.
Caligula was the third emperor of the Roman Empire in history. Ancient Rome was rich in tyrants, and this was naturally famous. The same is true for this saber named after the emperor. As long as it causes a wound on the enemy, the blade will be like a blood-thirsty monster, continuously sucking the opponent's blood.
Sabre Caligula is the weapon that Vandro was bestowed by the knighthood of the blood family when he got the blood of vampire in the S-level instance, and it was also a serious A-level prop. Later, he got adventures in other dungeons and was strengthened to S-level, which greatly improved Fan Zhuo's personal strength and was also one of his confidence to sit firmly in No.2.
However, even without the blessing of special props, this did not harm Caligula's fame.
At least when it stirred up a piece of burning paper and sent the latter to the chest of the Faceless Man, there was no lag in the slightest.
no.2 Since that is said, naturally there will be no trainees doubting.
”No need to do it! They are afraid of fire, they just have to let the torch burn all over here.”
Now that everyone's strength has been reduced to the lowest level, this is the only way to be used as a last resort.
In order to save paper, everyone followed the example of Zong Jiu, kneading the pages of the book for burning/burning/bombing, and tossed them everywhere.
The effect was gratifying, and the raging fire that was already coming became one piece, enclosing the entire playground.
Countless faceless men wailed and disappeared into the flames, their faces twisted together ugly, turning into scorched black bodies.
”Rumble—”
I don't know how long it took, and there was another toothless sound of houses collapsing.
So far, the entire No.1 Middle School has so many teaching buildings, none of which is intact, all collapsed, blown up and blown up, is extremely miserable.
Everyone is anxious, because they still have four faceless men left to resolve.
The principal of the No. 1 Middle School was so embarrassed that he had been hiding behind the teaching assistants, pulling a few people and standing in another open area in the sea of fire, and tried to call out the phone for help.
Because the two sides are really far apart, there is no way to pass the fire. This distance between most of the basketball court and even Zong Jiu, who has lost the strengthening effect, can be described as anxious.
”What to do? Let's rush?”
”No way.”
Zong Jiu directly rejected this suggestion, ”Whether it can run over such a long distance and such a big fire is one thing, it is more likely that it will burn to death in the middle.”
As the ideas put forward one by one were rejected, everyone fell into a situation where they could do nothing.
The viewers in the live broadcast room were more anxious than them.
[I'm so anxious, I'm so anxious, can I break out]
[There are still ten minutes, come on, hold on! 】
[Chong Chong Chong, can this copy be destroyed? Just one fell swoop]
[This principal is really a chicken thief...has been hiding there as a tortoise, but there is a sea of flames so far apart, and it was really dead in the past. Alas, if you can use special items, it’s fine.]
When everyone was at a loss, things happened suddenly.
The 15th, who had been guarded by the trainees of Class Nine, suddenly moved.
He rushed straight up, knocked the previous trainees away, and rushed into the fire without looking back.
Those who were knocked away were confused, sitting on the ground scratching their heads.
”dorm manager!”
This incident was so shocking that no one reacted to it for a while, only the 98th roared like the first awakening of a big dream.
Tears ran down from the corners of his eyes, and he snarled at the sea of fire with all his strength, ”What are you going to do, do you understand our speech, come back!”
The fifteenth, who can become a faceless man, turns a deaf ear.
He ran forward, stepping on the soles of his shoes and trousers and was scorched in the fire, but he continued to rush forward as if he could not feel the pain, and rushed straight to the place where the principal and the two assistants were.
Even the barrage was shocked.
[Fuck, what's going on, this is the first time I heard that the Faceless Man can still be conscious? 】
[Can the Faceless Man be converted back? But I remember the clues I got from several classes, saying that the Faceless Man is absolutely impossible to convert back. Is this a bug in the main system? 】
[No, I did experiments on faceless trainees in several classes before, just to see if they really lost their sense of autonomy like the zombies of the Doomsday dungeon. As a result, everyone got the same conclusion, if not for loss. How can it not be received by the main system after the sense of autonomy?]
[Wait, sisters, don't worry, I suddenly remembered that the 15th of Class 9 is not right. Those faceless people in other classes are all turned into faceless people by the oppression of the environment and despair. The fifteenth of the 9th class is not. He is a faceless man who voluntarily turned into a faceless man out of the love of his companions. Even if there is something different from the faceless man who has been persecuted, that makes sense, right? 】
【what! Jimei upstairs makes a lot of sense! I second! 】
A second before reaching the destination, the 15th finally turned back.
Across the distant fire, for a moment, Class 9 seemed to re-see the quiet and gentle face that was always smiling on weekdays, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
But no.
The face on the other side of the flame was still flat, smooth, expressionless, and there was no sign that it was about to change back.
Only at the last moment did it split a long mouth gap, just like when all other faceless people talked and rinsed their mouths.
The lips murmured, trying to say something, but time was too late.
On the 15th, he had crossed the entire half of the basketball court, and at the cost of becoming a burning man, even his hair was in clusters, making it harder to see his face.
Of course, no one pays attention to these at this time.
All the trainees knew what they were going to do next on the 15th, and a group of people in Class 9 screamed dumb, one by one crying.
”On the fifteenth, you have a kind of **** understanding, why don't you come back! Come back!”
”Fuck you, you are obviously still conscious, isn't it fun to keep us in the dark like fools?!”
”You and Ninety-Nine are two idiots! Didn't you hear that! Big idiot!!”
Listening to the scolding behind her, No.15 smiled silently in her heart.
He didn't know why he laughed, because his thinking speed now seemed to have slowed down countless times. He stood in place for a long time, listening to the explosive noise of flying dogs jumping in the No. 1 Middle School. Afterwards, the body moves first.
Perhaps because of the voluntary transformation, he miraculously saved a trace of autonomy, but he couldn't control his body. Instead, his body moved forward and rushed forward.
Perhaps in his subconscious mind, he wants to protect this lovely and warm class collective with his life.
But as the diary said, the transformation of faceless people is irreversible, and it is impossible to return to the trainee dormitory regardless of whether there is consciousness or not. From the moment he chose to become the Faceless Man, this ending has been doomed and cannot be changed.
Since it has been irretrievable-
So, let him do the last thing for Class Nine.
On the fifteenth, he opened his arms and, in a tragic way of spreading fire, he rushed the principal and teaching assistants standing on the open ground into the dark methane tank behind them, and forcibly pulled them into the blazing fire.
Sad screams echoed over the playground, and no one heard the sound of falling into the water for a long time.
His back figure is decisive, like a flying butterfly, a bird with broken wings, and he has completed his final mission.
It's like saying silently to everyone--
Never regret it.