Whoever can win the game will naturally have more lives.
But until now, no one knows who will win the final result of this game.
There are too many variables in the process.
boom!
Suddenly, the rain began to get even more violent. If it was considered a heavy rain before, it was now a complete torrential rain.
Judging from a leaky roof the size of a pot, it only takes a little time for a large amount of blood to rain in.
The house is no longer a safe house from heavy rains; it is now, to some extent, more like a fatal box.
Basically everyone is locked in here, trampling and pushing each other, and then witnessing the pain and even slow death of the people next to them.
This is really not only a physical torture, but also a fatal psychological torture.
Everyone's emotions had reached a critical point and they fled. Some even opened the door directly and rushed into the heavy rain.
In fact, do they know that rushing out will only make them die faster? Maybe they don't know. After all, fear has overwhelmed all their rationality at this time, so some people will be desperate and just instinctively move toward a place where they think they can escape. Go somewhere.
Maybe some people know, but they also know better that they will die just as well if they stay here, but at least the outside is a little more open.
Outside, there is no need to just watch others die in pain in front of you, and then die in the same way.
Therefore, when someone opened the door, more people rushed out.
Although there are many sensible people in the house, they still use all available places in the house to block the blood rain, and while protecting themselves as much as possible, try not to see how their compatriots and companions died tragically.
Watching them die tragically is actually, in a certain sense, seeing how you died tragically.
Everyone's fate is the same.
But no matter what, one thing that is very certain is that the large force, which was finally maintained by the black wind and the white-clothed envoys to ensure a certain degree of safety and order, is now completely out of control.
It's chaos, everything is in chaos.
Heifeng looked at everything in front of him and stayed at the scene.
It was difficult for him to accept such a cruel fact, because it not only meant loss, but also meant that everything he and the white-clothed envoy had spent so much time and energy on was in vain.
It's a feeling of powerlessness that completely hits you from a spiritual level.
It's suffocating and extremely despairing.
"How...how could this happen?"
He raised his head and murmured at the sky, feeling helpless for a moment.
It’s difficult, it’s just too difficult.
When he was like this, the white-clothed envoy was actually feeling even more uncomfortable and desperate.
After all, from beginning to end, the special envoy in white was the absolute commander of all these actions.
Now, he was watching helplessly as the entire game was ruined by his own hands. How could he not feel angry? Compared to Heifeng's despair, he felt more of a sense of frustration or humiliation.
He felt that his plan was actually invincible in an absolute sense.
There is only one very small and detailed link that went wrong, that is, there was a lack of consideration for roof leakage. But he really didn't expect that just such a small mistake would cause him to lose everything, and now he has nothing.
He is really not willing to give in. Why...why the hell is this happening?
Just when he was extremely depressed, Konoe quickly ran in: "Special envoy, Black Wind sent someone over to ask, what should we do now that the situation is out of control?"
Without waiting for any reply from the white-clothed envoy, the man continued: "In addition, there is good news from the owner of the village."
"Good news?" The white-clothed envoy frowned slightly: "Read it first."
"The owner of the village has ordered people to clean the cellar. Let us hold on outside for a while. After the cellar is cleared and quiet later, we can go there together to take shelter from the rain."
This is indeed good news.
However, this good news came a little late. If it had been more than ten minutes earlier, maybe everything would have changed.
But it was actually too late. The current situation was probably beyond his control.
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