Chapter 218: Mortals die at last.

Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo are teammates, and he exchanges information with Yu Zheng and Mu Huixue. But Bai Ruoyao, for both of them, can't be considered as a real teammate and can't be fully trusted. So after the game started, Tang Mo didn't ask Bai Ruoyao about the limitations of his powers, and likewise, he didn't tell Bai Ruoyao about his own limitations.

The game "Noah's Supper on the Ark" begins with a ban on the use of props and a restriction on the player's powers.

Tang Mo's powers are limited to three powers, all of which become disposable.

Fu Wenduo's limitations are: each use of the ability lasts only three minutes, and after using it, there is a cooldown of three days and nights.

Now, Bai Ruoyao says that his power, "mortal death," can only be used on one person. He chose Tang Mo and then saw Tang Mo being haunted by a strong aura of death.

"Mortal death" ability. Seeing the other's death aura.

Deadliness is the probability of death for each individual, and is not constant. Some behaviors of the power possessor can change the death aura of the subject, but there is no certainty as to how and what to change.

Hearing Bai Ruoyao's words, Tang Mo did not change his color as he coldly said, "Are you telling the truth or not."

Bai Ruoyao aggrieved, "Do I look like someone who would lie to you, Tangtang? I've been so good to you, and you actually doubted me. I've been so good to you, and you're doubting me. I've given you all the powers that can only be used on one person."

Fu Wenduo's low voice rang out, "What about now."

Bai Ruoyao looked at him, "It can only be used three times, and it has already been used once. Major Fu, are you sure you want to use it a second time now."

Fu Wenduo: "Uh-huh."

Bai Ruoyao was very indifferent, anyway, his special ability was really useless, in this game, he used his special ability on Tang Mo, and he could not change it later. He stared at Tang Mo with his eyes, and there was a light flowing in the bottom of his eyes. After three seconds, he closed his eyes and helplessly spread his hands, ''What a pity, the death aura seems to be much less. Tangtang, it must be something I did to help you reduce your death qi, are you going to thank me properly?"

Tang Mo has no time for him.

Bai Ruoyao is suspected only because Tang Mo knows that the man is extremely capable of single combat and does not require psychic powers.

Of all the high-level players in the world, Bai Ruoyao was one of the few. Even Mu Huixue said that if she didn't have her powers, she wouldn't necessarily be a match for Bai Ruoyao. As you can imagine, among the seventeen players in the castle, Bai Ruoyao was probably one of the strongest players.

But after the conversation just now, Bai Ruoyao has temporarily cleared himself of any suspicion.

Bai Ruoyao had no reason to kill that woman. He and the other party never knew each other, and he is an extremely life-preserving person. Every time he tried to make a mess, he always stood on the basis that he was sure to leave the game and save his life. But this time, the Black Tower prohibits the use of all props, and the players in the same game are all terribly strong. Bai Ruoyao desperately needs clues to the seventh floor, and he wants the first three players to pass the game.

So he doesn't mess around.

As long as he wasn't the black tower monster, he wouldn't just kill anyone.

Bai Ruoyao: "Tangtang, Major Fu, do you have a suspect."

Fu Wenduo: "No."

Tang Mo was also very honest: "No. But I think what Fu Wenduo just said makes sense. But I think what Fu Wenduo just said makes sense, the murderer who killed that black woman is most likely an American player."

Bai Ruoyao gave a cheeky grin, "Didn't it ever occur to you guys that there could be someone other than an American player who could make her let her guard down?"

Tang Mo frowns, "Like what?"

Bai Ruoyao laughed, "That old man? An old man, how unaggressive. How could he kill someone."

Fu Wenduo coldly corrected him, "Qiao Zhi Ansoni is also an American player."

Bai Ruoyao made a show of widening his eyes, "Huh, is he an American player, I didn't even notice."

Tang Mo: "......"

This guy is simply a shit-stirrer, isn't he?

The three of them walked over to the bed and pulled up the covers. Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo softly discussed some of the player information and suspicions they had summarized during the two hours of daylight, with Bai Ruoyao interjecting from time to time. His words were usually useless nonsense, but occasionally he managed to come up with a bit of useful information.

Time passed, and there were five minutes left before the night was over.

Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo were eliminating suspects one by one when Bai Ruoyao suddenly laughed, "Speaking of which, if we end up writing our names on the red tickets ...... Tangtang, Major Fu, we'll be considered teammates too? "

In Rush Six mode, the first three player teams to clear the sixth level receive a clue about the seventh level.

Originally, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo did not really team up with Bai Ruoyao, but this time, they were assigned to a team by the Black Tower. The three of them shared a single red ticket, and even if Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo didn't want to be on Bai Ruoyao's team, they were all tied together. When writing the name of the red ticket, they also made sure to make a note--

Teammates: Tang Mo, Fu Wenduo, Bai Ruoyao.

Unless ......

Tang Mo faded, "What if you die?"

Bai Ruoyao exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Tangtang, do you want me to die so badly?"

Tang Mo didn't say another word.

In the castle, the first beam of sunlight shot into the room. Tang Mo pulled back the covers and began, "Last night, I didn't go out."

Fu Wenduo: "Me neither."

Bai Ruoyao hugged the quilt and refused to let go, "Hee hee, me neither."

The three of them exchanged glances and together they got up and walked towards the door. As they pulled the door open, Practicing Yu Zheng and the two European players happened to come out of the door. Several people looked at each other and walked towards the stairs together. Halfway there, the male European player's nose twitched, "What's that smell?"

Tang Mo's face changed: "Burnt odor!"

Fu Wenduo: "And the smell of blood!"

The crowd quickly made their way to the stairway and looked down. Only to see a charred, blackened humanoid object collapsed on the floor beside the long table, limbs pointed skyward, burned stiff. Tang Mo's eyes narrowed as he turned his sight and upon seeing what was beside the man.

Practicing Yu Zheng was shocked, "Surprisingly, two people died?!"

Sixteen little puppets, all on guard against each other. They were burned to death in the fire, but fifteen remained.

Fifteen little puppets, trying to escape in the night. Bloodied by a thousand cuts, fourteen remain.

Thick blood dyed the ground crimson, and when all the players came out of the room, they could not help but show a revolting expression when they saw this scene. They were all high-level players who had experienced many games, but this kind of death was a bit cruel. Even if they were returnees, most of them would not be cruel enough to split people into hundreds of pieces of meat, they would simply kill each other to save time.

Yes, there were a total of two deaths on the second night.

One of them was burned to black charcoal, and the other was cut up by a thousand cuts, so that it was impossible to tell what it had originally looked like.

On the long table, two small puppets wobbled and fell off the table, breaking into pieces. The crowd looked again at the back of each man's chair and found the names of the two dead men.

Mu Huixue: "Russian player, Anatoly Kurbsky."

Andre said the name of the player who was killed by a thousand cuts, "American player, David Anders."

This kind of corpse was very difficult to handle, the remaining fourteen players Qi cleaned up the pieces of meat on the ground before carrying the charred corpse of the Russian player to the third floor attic. As Fu Wenduo pushed the door open, he moved with a slight lurch, and Tang Mo, standing behind him, asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Wenduo remained silent for a moment, opening his body sideways to allow the rest of the players to see inside the attic.

"The woman's body is missing."

The attic was dead silent.

The players quickly stepped inside the attic and searched it. However, the attic was already small, and didn't hold anything but a broken chair, which was all that could be seen at a glance.

The body is indeed missing.

It could only have been at night, stolen by someone else.

Practicing Yu Zheng suggested, "Although we don't know why the other side stole the bodies, we might as well not put these two new bodies in the attic."

The European male player vetoed her suggestion, "Does it make a difference where you put it." He smiled slightly, his eyes scanning the area, "Anyway, wherever it's placed, that guy is sure to know about it too."

The crowd put the bodies of the Russian and American players into the attic and went downstairs together.

When Fu Wenduo closed the door, he tried, "It won't lock."

Tang Mo : "There's no point in locking it, you can't use the props, normal locks are useless to us players."

All of a sudden, two more people were missing.

Both the Russian player and the American player, David, had one chair each, and when their chairs were empty, only nine people remained at the long table to continue sitting.

Abdullah, a Southeast Asian player who had always seldom spoken, swept each player over with grim eyes, his gaze as moist and sinister as a viper's letter. His mouth opened and closed, still deciding not to speak.

Not only him, everyone got too much information today. This time, all the players pondered individually, and after a long time, Li Xia spoke first, "To confirm, is that black woman really dead?"

The old white man looked up at her, "If it's the same body from yesterday, I'm sure, dead. You all checked it too, she is indeed dead."

Li Xia: "But her body is missing."

Lena, the European female player, let out a laugh, "So? You are suspecting that the corpse ran away on its own long legs?" The short-haired woman disdainfully glanced at all the players present, her voice cold, "One of you stole that corpse. She is indeed dead, and even if she had a blindfold, it would be impossible to hide it from the Black Tower."

Tang Mo gave the woman a quiet look.

They thought about getting together.

Tang Mo's first reaction to the discovery that the black woman's body had disappeared was also a blindfold.

In the Stormhill mode of reasoning novels, the murderer was often allowed to fake his death and escape suspicion. The seventeen people present were some of the most powerful high-level players in the world, and no one knew what kind of psychic ability the other party possessed. It wouldn't be impossible if the black woman's psychic ability was to put herself into a state of fake death and hoodwink the others.

But as soon as the idea appeared, it was vetoed by Tang Mo.

"Her name on the back of the chair was scratched out by the Black Tower, and the puppet belonging to her fell to pieces. And the seventh rule of the game: at the last minute of each day, all may travel the right to vote." After a pause, Tang Mo continued, "If she hadn't died, the Black Tower would have updated her seat with a new white vote. But the Black Tower didn't, because she's dead."

With the possibility of faking death ruled out, that leaves only one possibility.

Bai Ruoyao : "It's not enough to kill two players, but you also stole a corpse. That's interesting."

Mu Huixue taps on the table, "So why did the monster steal the woman's body? Or rather, why did he have to steal the body the next night. After he killed the woman, he could have just hidden the body. What was the reason for stealing the body, and what did he want to get out of it."

It's a question that no one can answer.

Fu Wenduo : "You can wait until the next day to see if those two bodies will disappear today."

Bai Ruoyao smiled and tilted his head, "So the question comes ...... Last night, the three players who were qualified to go out had already died two, there is still one, who is it?"

By this time, every one of the only fourteen remaining men was under suspicion.

Tang Mo was certain that of the seven people from Huaxia, apart from Li Xia whom he was unfamiliar with, the remaining six were definitely not Black Tower monsters, while they had no reason to kill players. So the ones who killed were definitely the remaining eight.

The sly and grim Southeast Asian players, the silent East Asian players.

The two European players who seem to be teammates, the old white guy American player, and the two American male players who are teammates.

There's the Hwa Hsia player, Li Xia.

Of these eight people, every one of them is a suspect. Normally, the physical qualities of old people were inferior to young people, and the physical qualities of women were inferior to men. With their supernatural abilities restricted, trying to kill two powerful male players in one go was something that neither the women nor the old men could do.

Tang Mo's sights are set on five male players.

At this moment, an American player spoke up, "David Anders, I've actually heard of him. He's from the US Zone 2, a New Yorker. His powers are similar to Mirror Reflection, I'm not sure of the details, but his powers are combat-type powers, and even if he's restricted, it's impossible for him to be killed so simply. He's very strong."

Tang Mo looks over at him, he remembers that the player's name is Bale Fusco.

Another American player spoke up, "Well, and it's killing two players at once, the murderer is definitely extremely strong."

This is American player John Blues.

These two are teammates.

Fu Wenduo looks to Andre: "That Russian player, you know."

Andre shook his head, "Don't recognize it."

Although he didn't know the Russian player's psychic ability, it was obvious that he could tell just by the strong muscles of the other player that this was also a player with strong physical ability.

The old white man suddenly spoke, "Although we don't know each other's strengths as well as their powers, there is one thing that I think we all know. Fu Wenduo, the first Chinese player in the world to clear the Tower Attack game, Tang Mo, the first player to clear the Hard Mode, as well as Mu Huixue, the number one in the Time Ranking, and Lena Chopphouse and Dond Saivik, who were the first to clear the fifth floor." The old man's voice was calm, "There is also a difference between high and low strength amongst the advanced players, as being strong in combat does not mean that one can pass the game. The five of you are, arguably, the most powerful players in this castle."

Li Xia added, "And add him, he just seems like a player who relies more on force to attack towers." She pointed at Andre.

The Southeast Asian player spoke up, "Six in total."

Old white man: "Not bad, these six people, they are the ones with the most power to kill those two players at once."

"Snap-"

Applause erupted suddenly, and the crowd looked to the person clapping.

Bai Ruoyao laughed, "Wonderful, this reasoning is fine. Anyway, there must be no harm in excluding dissidents. But I'm not happy when you guys say that, can Tangtang be considered strong?"

Tang Mo suddenly realized what the other party was going to say and immediately rebuked, "Bai Ruoyao!"

Bai Ruoyao covered his mouth and snickered, "You guys don't know what his special ability is. If you know his special ability, you will know that in the case of the special ability is limited, he can kill a player is very laborious, kill two players, that is simply impossible ah."

Tang Mo directly attacked Bai Ruoyao, and even faster than him, Fu Wenduo pulled out a gun and put it against the back of Bai Ruoyao's head.

Bai Ruoyao raised his hands innocently, "Am I wrong."

Tang Mo narrowed his eyes and looked at the doll-faced youth. After a moment, he pressed Fu Wenduo's hand, and Fu Wenduo put away his gun. He turned his head and looked at the players with different expressions, his expression calm, ''So now you can guess whether my companion accidentally revealed the information that 'as long as my powers are blocked I'm a waste of time', or whether we're just putting on a show in the hope that you'll think that after blocking my powers, if another dead people appear, it will be certain that I didn't kill them, clearing my suspicion."

Tang Mo's mouth hooked up, "So, guess which one?"

At the end of the third day, Bai Ruoyao wrote on a piece of paper "Qiao Zhi Ansoni", the name of the old white man. The rest of the players also wrote their names on the paper.

The crowd returned to the room.

The moment the door closed, Tang Mo raised his hand and clenched his fist, ruthlessly smashing at Bai Ruoyao. Bai Ruoyao was prepared, as he said, without his powers, Tang Mo was no match for him at all. He easily blocked Tang Mo's attack, but with Fu Wenduo's horizontal sweep, Bai Ruoyao took two steps backward without any luck.

Not at all as calm and collected as before at the long table.

Tang Mo clenched his fingers as he looked up at Bai Ruoyao, his eyes icy cold, "Although they didn't vote to cast my powers, Bai Ruoyao, there will be a next time, you can try."

Bai Ruoyao leaned against the wall and looked at Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo: "Let me guess, on the first day, the one who was voted was the black woman because she talks too much. On the second day, it was Mu Huixue because she was too strong and was number one on the time charts. Then the one being voted out right now ......" He turned his head to look at Fu Wenduo, "Major Fu?"

Fu Wenduo glanced at him without denying it.

Bai Ruoyao laughed, "Tangtang, you see I'm simply doing this on purpose. No matter how strong you are, they won't vote for you. They will follow the order and block the strongest player's psychic abilities in turn. Guess who's next? I don't think it's going to be you yet oh, it's going to be that European woman, or Andre."

Tang Mo no longer had any opinion about Bai Ruoyao. He couldn't understand the psychopath's thought process. Sometimes he felt that Bai Ruoyao's behavior had a purpose, and other times he felt that he was simply making trouble.

The three of them pulled up the covers and Bai Ruoyao was about to speak when Tang Mo placed a pistol at the head of the bed and pointed it at Bai Ruoyao's head.

Bai Ruoyao winked helplessly, "Tangtang, Major Fu, perverts have their perversions, perverted brain circuits, sometimes they're very different oh."

Tang Mo raises an eyebrow, "You admit to being a pervert?"

Bai Ruoyao rarely showed a surprised expression, "Isn't that how you see me?"

Fu Wenduo : "He just thinks that you're a psycho." After a pause, added: "I feel the same way."

Bai Ruoyao was surprisingly moved, "You guys actually only think I'm a psychopath, but I didn't realize that in your hearts, I still have a bit of an image."

Tang Mo: "......"

Fu Wenduo: "......"

What a fucking psychopath with a broad mind and a retarded child with a lot of joy!

Although Bai Ruoyao's disruptions during the day have made the other players generally understand that Tang Mo is a player who relies on his psychic abilities to get through the game, at the same time they have lowered their suspicion of Tang Mo. Everyone's powers are now heavily restricted, which means that Tang Mo's ability to kill people has been drastically reduced.

At least for the next two or three days and nights, they won't be focusing on Tang Mo, but rather Fu Wenduo, Mu Huixue and others.

In the darkened room, Bai Ruoyao's tiresome voice rang out, "By the way, do you guys really think that it was the Black Tower Monster that killed those three people."

Tang Mo froze, a quick thought flashing through his mind, but he didn't catch the feeling.

Fu Wenduo: "What are you trying to say?"

Bai Ruoyao smiled cheekily, ''Major Fu, I already said earlier that perverts' brain circuits are sometimes very different. Of course, this is just my guess, maybe they weren't killed by the Black Tower monsters, they were killed by humans oh. For example, on the first day, let's say that you and I, and that black woman are the three players who can go out. I purposely kill the black woman to make you think I'm the Black Tower Monster. If you're stupid enough to write my name on the red ticket, then you lose your Rob Six qualification."

Tang Mo : "What about the two people on the second day, you killed two."

Bai Ruoyao corrected, "Tangtang you've wronged me again, I told you, I didn't go out at night, I didn't kill him."

Tang Mo doesn't change his face, "Just an example."

Bai Ruoyao helplessly said: "Okay, you say words can I say no, Major Fu is going to beat me. Kill those two people ......" The voice ended abruptly, Tang Mo subconsciously raised his head, looked at Bai Ruoyao. only to see the dark night, doll-faced youth bright eyes dipped in a layer of ethereal color, cold to the bottom of the heart chills.

Bai Ruoyao With a voice that carried a smile, he rightfully said, "Isn't it more convenient to kill other players and directly eliminate the enemy ......."

As the night wore on, Tang Mo pulled back the covers, made sure with Fu Wenduo that neither of them had gone out for the night, and then opened the door of his room together to leave. Just as Tang Mo was about to reach the corner of the stairs, he saw Mu Huixue standing at the top of the stairs, his head lowered, looking down the stairs.

Tang Mo had never seen this kind of expression on Mu Huixue's face before, she stood there quietly, didn't say anything, and just watched. Noticing Tang Mo's line of sight, she turned her head, her pupils moved slightly, her lips opened and closed.

Fu Wenduo frowned as a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Tang Mo had already walked to the front and came to Mu Huixue's side. He followed Mu Huixue's line of sight and looked down, his eyes instantly widening when he touched the corpse.

After a few seconds, Tang Mo walked down the stairs and examined the body. He turned his head to Fu Wenduo and said, ''Dead, just like the nursery rhyme said, he was killed by a knife through the heart. As expected, going out at night is simply undetectable, this might be a blindfold made by the Black Pagoda, none of us realized that he had gone out. Nor did we notice the fact until we went out just now."

Mu Huixue fingers tightened and sighed softly, "I didn't realize that Fly ......" voice stopped, she changed her words, "Fox would really die."

Tang Mo lowered his head and looked at Bai Ruoyao's wide-open eyes and the dark, bloody hole in his chest. His gaze paused for a moment on the other man's severed right arm.

After a long time, Tang Mo let out a laugh, "I still owe me a favor, and I can't believe I died like this ......"

"Well, I'm really losing out."