Chapter 497： Hyundai God Stick 25 ┃ Hero's End

This is an ancient castle with a vast area and an internal structure like a labyrinth. It would take at least half a day to walk around the whole place, not to mention that there are many ever-changing magic secret passages hidden in the castle. If this second mirror image person hid Ziwei in the secret passage, how should everyone find it?

And the possibility that the mirror image person hid Ziwei in the secret passage is as high as 99%!

In this way, let alone finding Ziwei within 24 hours, even if the Lord God gives everyone another ten days and a half month, it will be difficult to find Ziwei!

Zhao Feng walked outside the castle and looked at the giant beast hidden in the thick fog, and said with palpitations: "The second clearance condition only says to leave with your teammates, it doesn't say that you can't have any teammates. If We didn't find Ziwei, but controlled the score, can we still pass the level?"

Although he didn't say it clearly, everyone could understand what he meant.

If they really can't find Ziwei, they will give up their search. After all, one person's life is no better than everyone's life.

It is impossible for everyone to be buried with Ziwei.

In the end, Zi Wei would curl up somewhere in this old castle, and after the copy was sealed, he would slowly die in darkness, fear and despair.

Dalong couldn't imagine such a scene. He glared at Zhao Feng and gritted his teeth, but at the same time he understood that he could not change the minds of these people, nor could he control the outcome.

People are not what he wants to find.

Everyone still has to find a way to control the integral, so it is necessary to create a few more mirror people for experimentation, which is a labor-intensive and time-consuming project.

Two projects are carried out at the same time, and two groups of people need to be divided, and the large group of people must be tested. This means that fewer people will be looking for Ziwei, and the odds of finding him will be slimmer.

The dragon, who had just raised infinite hope in his heart, turned pale again in an instant.

Seeing everyone gathered to discuss the division of labor, he didn't go over to participate, but roamed the hall like a headless fly, pounding the wall when he saw it, flipping the portrait when he saw it, and frantically looking for the secret path. He doesn't care about the mirror experiment, he just wants to get the hedgehog back!

Zhuang Li told everyone how to do the experiment, and asked them to pick out the weakest ones, go to the basement, create a mirror image person, then tie the first mirror image person, throw it in front of the mirror, create a second mirror image person, three times Mirror people, even four times mirror people. Then trap the first mirror person and not kill them, find the second, third, and fourth mirror people, kill one each, and see how the addition and subtraction of the score will change.

Once you have mastered the basic rules of adding and subtracting points, you can calculate the points and pick out a few mirror people to get rid of.

This is actually a fairly simple math problem. The difficulty is to control many mirror people at the same time, so that they don't mess up.

Therefore, this task can only be handed over to Huang Mao, Xiaodao and Zhao Feng, who are extremely powerful. They are the weakest, and their mirrors are the easiest to deal with.

Only Li Xue, Xuan Ming, Zhuang Li and Dalong were left to find Ziwei.

It is obviously impossible for four people to find Ziwei hidden in the ever-changing magic secret passage in just 24 hours.

Dalong, who couldn't find any secret way, sat on the spiral staircase and burst into tears, then stared at Zhuang Li, begging: "Captain, think of a way! You are so smart, you must have a way! I beg you to save the hedgehog! As long as you save him, I will treat you as a cow and a horse for the rest of my life!"

He ran down the steps and gave Zhuang Li a few kowtows.

Hedgehog is his comrade-in-arms from birth to death, and his feelings are closer than that of a brother. Otherwise, he would not have known that Hedgehog was going to bring a rookie to play the dungeon, and he might be implicated to the point of death, and he would come over to help without hesitation.

Xuan Ming can fully understand Dalong's mood. If something happened to Huang Mao and Xiaodao, he would also give up all his dignity, just to save people.

He looked at Zhuang Li and asked, "Is there anything you can do?"

Zhuang Li pondered: "Is there any way for me to depend on the construction principle of the magic secret passage. When building the magic secret passage, should there be enough in the wall to allow one person to walk through it?"

Xu Yingying, who happened to understand the principle of this aspect, quickly raised her hand: "If you want to keep the width, you have to carve the magic pattern inside the wall!"

Zhuang Li slapped his palms and said, "Very good, then I have a solution."

Dalong raised his head quickly and looked at Zhuang Li in ecstasy. He knew that this man would definitely do something! He can do anything!

"What can you do?" Xuan Ming asked.

"You carry me behind your back, and quickly circle around the castle, let me calculate its volume based on the outline of the castle, and then you take me to quickly measure it inside the castle, according to the measured volume of each corridor and each room. Based on the differences, we can calculate the location of the secret passage. We smashed every wall that hides the secret passage, so that the secret passage cannot be hidden, and we can probably find Ziwei.”

It's the dumbest method, but it's better than taking chances.

Xuan Ming crouched down immediately: "Come up."

The two ran out of the gate and disappeared into the thick fog.

The dragon was sitting on the ground in a state of collapse. Great, the hedgehog is saved!

Huangmao and Xiaodao took a group of people to experiment.

Zhuang Li and Xuan Ming soon returned, ran around the castle again, figured out the direction of the secret passage, and then wrote a big word "demolition" on each wall that needed to be cut. By the way, they looked in every room, but they didn't find Ziwei.

Li Xue, who spat at his iron fist, sighed, "I don't think I'm here to make a copy, I'm here to be a demolition worker."

Dalong: "...Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard." Li Xue smashed a wall with one punch, then walked to the next wall with ease.

Dalong: "..." Let's kowtow a few more times. It seems that I have nothing to do but kowtow.

Xuan Ming was also a little expert at dismantling walls. He quickly dismantled all the secret passages on the first floor and turned to the second floor.

In the last hour of the last day, the points were firmly controlled at 15, and Xuan Ming also carried out the dying Ziwei from a secret passage.

His hands and feet were tied, his coat was stripped off, a rag was stuffed in his mouth, and Xuan Ming covered his eyes with a layer of gauze to avoid being stimulated by strong light.

Dalong rushed up, hugged Ziwei and cried. This time he was really frightened!

Zi Wei also screamed in excitement.

Zhuang Li looked at the countdown and urged, "Stop howling, and quickly carry him to the door."

Everyone hurriedly carried people to the door and stepped out of the iron gate together.

In an instant, the sky darkened, and the wooden sign hanging on the iron gate fell to the ground with a bang, breaking into two halves.

After a long time, a cold voice came from all directions, and the tone was very reluctant: "Congratulations, you have passed the customs, you can go to the basement and receive your rewards."

Back in the basement? Shouldn't it be a scam? Everyone looked at Zhuang Li, waiting for his decision.

"Go back." Zhuang Li waved his hand.

He was never afraid of taking risks.

Xuan Ming held his hand firmly.

So the group went back to the basement, but they all stood in the place where the magic mirror could not reflect, to prevent being copied.

At this moment, the dust on the magic mirror fell off in an instant, showing a clean and new mercury plane. Wave-like lines spread layer by layer on this plane, and then slowly formed some mottled images.

After a few seconds, the image went from blurry to clear, like a movie being played.

Everyone couldn't help but get closer and watch the movie intently.

On the mirror, a group of people stepped into the iron gate and looked up at the old castle. They should be players who have been to this instance. This magic mirror faithfully recorded their entire process towards the end.

Time went on and on, the teams that entered the iron gate changed one after another, and each team would be lured to the magic mirror, copied, assassinated, and replaced. They stared in horror at the ever-decreasing scores on the Task Manager, but couldn't figure out why.

One by one they were dragged into the darkness. The mirrored people first cut off their hands and feet, then put their palms over their heads, stealing their memories.

Having obtained all the memories of the deity, none of the mirror images showed any flaws.

As a result, no team can go out alive. They who trust their teammates are inevitably killed by their teammates.

Ziwei whispered, "My memory was stolen like this."

Everyone glanced at him with lingering fears, and then got closer, just to see this extremely desperate picture.

"Well, isn't this leader Fengshen Fengyang?" Ziwei pointed at a handsome man who suddenly appeared on the mirror, and said in horror.

Zhao Feng and the others all took a breath of cold air.

Even Xuan Ming was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "So he died here."

"Who is Feng Yang?" Zhuang Lifu asked in his ear.

"He is the only ordinary player who has risen to the SSS level, and his status in the human world is probably similar to that of a god." Xuan Ming explained in a low voice.

"He is our god!" Zi Wei said decisively, and then his eyes turned red.

Dalong also turned his head away and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. They covered their faces and couldn't bear to watch Feng Yang being killed, because he was the first person who stepped into the basement and was copied.

But his mirror man did not kill him first, but instead, he used the cover of secret passages to kill his teammates one by one, and let the mirror man who appeared later replace these teammates, lurking beside Feng Yang.

Feng Yang has been looking for the reason for the deduction of points, but he has never been able to do it. During these seven days, he did not encounter any danger, but felt the despair he had never felt before. Knowing that the doomsday is at hand, but finding no way to escape, feels like being suspended by a filament above the abyss.

He became impatient, anxious, and dazed.

When the last day came, his eyes were red, and he said to his brothers with great guilt: "I'm sorry, I promised to bring you out of every copy alive, but now, I may not be able to do it."

He bent down, bowed deeply to his teammates, and then stretched his arms in an attempt to hug everyone one last time.

But his teammates drew their weapons at the same time and stabbed him in the body.

There was blood flowing from his heart, abdomen, temples, and every vital part of his chest and back, and he slowly knelt down in the thick blood, trying his best to open his eyes wide and look at every one of them. The teammate's face, mournful and asked: "Why?"

Two lines of blood and tears slowly slid down his pale face. He never knew what tears were, and finally he couldn't suppress the pain in his heart.

He didn't understand why he was being betrayed like this. He has a clear conscience throughout his life and treats people with sincerity. He doesn't understand...

This scene, in his life, may be the most desperate.

More desperate than death.

He looked at the faces that were once very familiar, but now very unfamiliar, and asked again with difficulty: "Why?"

If he could not get an answer, he would die.

At this moment, his mirror image came out with a blood-stained sack and smiled wickedly.

Feng Yang's **** eyes shrank to the size of pinpoints in shock. Such a scene plunged him into unprecedented chaos.

Dying chaos, character chaos, truth chaos, everything is chaos.

He stared at the man exactly like him, and began to vomit blood.

His mirrored man threw the sack in his hand on the ground, and the mouth of the bag loosened to reveal the contents stacked inside. Those are blood-stained heads, and the faces of these heads can completely match the fourteen teammates standing in front of Feng Yang.

Feng Yang's expression changed in horror, and he spurted blood. He was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.

He doesn't understand!

He didn't even know what it was all about.

His eye sockets were split, blood and tears surged instantly, his hair was grabbed by his mirror image, his neck was slowly cut off, his head was thrown into a sack, his eyes were always wide open, and he looked at the sky extremely unwillingly.

This is how a generation of legends perished.

The mirror image people who worked together to kill him formed a circle and danced frantically, their faces slowly twisting into the shape of blue-faced fangs. They are a bunch of monsters!

Ziwei and Dalong cried while watching, their grief was unbearable. Zhao Feng and the others also had red eyes and trembling all over.

Xuan Ming covered the little devil's eyes and sighed in a low voice.

The end of the hero is so tragic.

Suddenly, the dancing demons heard the footsteps of another group of people and horses approaching, so they disappeared in an instant, leaving only the mirror image of Feng Yang to lift the heavy sack and slowly walk back to the castle.

He left a string of bright red footprints, extending little by little into the depths of the castle.

Seeing this, Zhao Feng and the others shivered in unison. They remembered the **** footprints they saw when they first entered the castle.

That's how they were made!

too terrifying!

No amount of imagination could make them feel the one in ten thousand despair and terror that Feng Yang felt when he was dying.

The group of people who appeared next made Ziwei scream again, "It's the brain god!"

Well, here's another guy who was once all-powerful.

Xuan Mingfu introduced in Zhuang Li's ear: "Bao Shen is also an ordinary player, with SS level, ranking second only to Feng Yang. He is extremely smart and has an excellent IQ, so he was named Brain God."

Zhuang Li nodded and guessed: "Then he should be able to find the flaws in this game."

Facts have proved that the brain **** is worthy of the brain god. He noticed that his girlfriend was replaced, so he led people into the dark, trying to force him to ask where his girlfriend's deity was.

Who knew that the mirror image man suddenly shot at him, and the two started fighting. Another mirror person brought over the team members who had not been replaced, slandering the brains and beings possessed by demons, and even wanted to kill his girlfriend.

Facts speak louder than words, and no matter how the brains explain it, everyone no longer believes him.

To make matters worse, the mirror-image man also dragged several corpses from the secret passage, and the corpses were covered with wounds that only a brain-god trick could create.

In reality, these wounds were made by his mirror image.

Naoshen discovered the abnormality of his girlfriend, but he failed to find the abnormality of others, and he was unable to clarify the truth for everyone in the shortest time, get rid of evil things, and cut off hidden dangers.

His indecision caused these evil beings to confuse the crowd in the team, creating disputes and causing melee.

The mind fell into a state of incomprehension. He was chased by his teammates, and then chased by the mirror people. He didn't know who else he could trust, and he didn't know who he was, and he was even a little confused about who he was.

He was so smart that he fell into extreme daze.

Losing the trust of his teammates, he has lost everything. He could only curl up in a dim corner, muttering his girlfriend's name.

In the end, he was also cut off by his own mirror image and raised to the sky as a sacrifice to the devil. His blood splattered on the mirror image, and the other party was bathed in the blood, creating another string of **** footprints.

Strings of **** footprints extend deep into the castle, tempting one team after another to death, like a cycle that can never be escaped.

The description of the wooden plaque is completely accurate. This is indeed a hell, and it is also the grave where countless players are buried.

Xuan Ming pointed to the **** killings one after another in the mirror, and asked, "Do you still think this dungeon is as simple as a company team building?"

Without little devils, this group of people can only use their own heads to participate in this team building!

Everyone: "..." What made them have such a ridiculous delusion?