Chapter 237: Final battle (1/2)
The studio hall and live room outside were still noisy, and discussions continued.
At this point, except for the magician and Zhuge An, all the other S-level trainees chose to abstain and return to the studio.
These changes also left the audience watching the monk Erzhang puzzled.
【what happened? I remember that Zhuge was in the magician camp? 】
[I also just wanted to say this. Wasn't it the first to support the magician in no.3, then set up an alliance and said that you would take everyone out of the infinite loop? 】
[Gosh...Looking at this look, maybe they are really inflicted]
[I am also skeptical about this. If the magician passes the mentor assessment, then there will only be two of them... two 1v1 copies, if there is no abstention, then one will definitely die]
[No, I like both the magician and Zhuge, I don’t want any of them to die.
Many trainees who are familiar with the good relationship between no.3 and no.9 quickly raised their heads and looked at the top of the studio hall.
Up there, the faces of all the S-classes are not much better.
There is no doubt that Zhuge An didn't come out with them, this move was enough to show his attitude.
But soon, the exorcist took the lead to break the silence and anxiety of the crowd.
He laughed a few times and turned to look at Azan in black on the throne.
”Old ghost, awake?”
The latter, along with Messiah, Poseidon, and the Dark Wizard, all suddenly struck from the throne as if they were waking up from a dream.
Over their heads, those puppet threads that could not be easily observed with the naked eye began to evacuate one by one, allowing all the deeply manipulated puppets to recover from the hazy state of half-dream and half-awake.
It stands to reason that the demon's deep manipulation cannot be broken unless he is willing to remove the puppet line.
But at this moment he seemed to be in a good mood, so he took the puppet line compassionately according to the agreement, leaving a few trainees who had just awakened from the deep manipulation staring at each other.
”......Ok.”
After a long while, after hearing the words of the exorcist, Azan in black raised his hand to hold his forehead and let out a long sigh.
In terms of his usual calm and unspoken character, this is already a very annoying performance.
Although they were manipulated by the puppet silk, their memory was actually retained, but they couldn't think or control their bodies. Now when I recalled the scene of the death of the society, I had no place to show myself, and I wished to carry the train to leave the planet overnight.
Especially Messiah, staying in the same place for a long time, even the smile that had been on his face dimmed.
With this little episode, the atmosphere on the throne is not said to be active, anyhow it is not so stalemate.
After all, everyone has reached the level of S strength. Although Azan in Black used to see Messiah upset, but now, after being exposed to manipulation, it is inevitable that there will be more sorrow and sympathy for each other.
Just when everyone wanted to express their feelings about how they were careless, Tu Yumen suddenly exclaimed.
”Look at it!”
His voice was completely incredulous, like seeing something extremely surprising.
All the S-Class looked up, and even Fan Zhuo, who had been silent and thinking, and Messiah, who was immersed in sadness, opened their eyes wide.
On the dark screen of the live broadcast room, the gray-black hexagram representing Zhuge's darkness quietly dimmed.
As we all know, if it is abstaining, a small black mark will be printed. But bleak words... it means death.
”How is it possible?! Big Zhuge is dead?”
In the dead silence, a trainee finally exclaimed.
how can that be possible? The one who was once recognized as ”the murderer is definitely him”, ”the cruel and cruel legendary three-faced spy”, ”I'm sorry to wait until the horror trainee competition to find out that he is a good man with no deception”. No. 3 Zhuge An, could he die?
[This is not true...I don't believe that how can a smart person like Zhuge Dalu die? 】
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
[What happened? Is it true that no.3 is temporarily skipped, but how is this possible? He is good at predicting. Didn’t he predict his death?]
The studio hall was also silent.
Nearly half of the people here have received the no.3 favor, and now I see this scene in my heart, I don't know what to say.
It took a long time for a trainee to mutter to himself: ”...I thought, in fact, I thought that maybe other S-levels would die, but I never really thought that Zhuge would die.”
Countless people agreed in silence.
”Could it be that we guessed wrong, but he is not Guiguzi?”
Tu Yumen's voice hesitated, ”So many years ago, how difficult it would be to survive. If he was Guiguzi, he was so smart and could predict the secrets of heaven, how could he not count his own death?”
Yes, how could Zhugean not count?
If Zhuge can figure it out, why doesn't he abstain? Why stay there?
No one knows why.
......
On the other side, after the last bit of black disappeared into the air, the entire space once again recovered the silence of the clouds and mists.
It's as if no one has ever existed.
Zong Jiu stood there, silent for a long time, then suddenly bowed his head without saying a word.
He slowly let go of his hand.
I don't know when, the palm of this hand is covered with five crescent marks, and some even see blood, revealing some unclear dark red.
For a magician, there is no need to say how important the hands are.
Especially for Zong Jiu, a magician who once tasted handicapped hands. Even when he had just entered the infinite loop, he dreamed back at midnight and suddenly woke up. The first thing was to make sure that there was nothing wrong with his hand. Only when he realizes that his fingers can apply force freely, he can sink into the black sweet dream again.