Chapter 872: Still trouble

Still trouble

Reality, a large flat floor in an unknown province or city.

The trial ended. Watching Ai Si opened her eyes quietly in the bathtub. This was her way of relaxing her body and mind, but this time her body and mind were not relaxed at all.

Her brain kept recalling the message of Lord Envoy Envoy Yu Xi brought by Cheng Shi, thinking that if she was really accepted by 【Death】, then as a gravekeeper, she might have hope of guarding her own life.

As for the price of guarding the grave... Heh, just killing a few people, for a believer of 【War】, this is not difficult.

She was finally going to get rid of this sea of bitterness of 【War】. Thinking of this, Watching Ai Si got up from the bathtub, put on a bath towel, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the silent city outside the window, feeling infinite emotion.

In fact, on the day 【Faith Game】 descended, her first choice was not 【War】 of 【Civilization】, but she tended more toward 【Truth】 of the same path. But still, Watching Ai Si was a person with a little cleverness. She knew that offense and defense were one, so that she could go further in the upheaval. So in order to be compatible with the priest profession that could save her life, she had to make the optimal solution she thought at the time, which was to become a priest of 【War】, a player who could fight and heal.

But the idea was beautiful, and the reality was skinny. Although 【War】 did have various violent output talents, for a priest, the professional foundation was there, and even if the output was strong, it was limited.

So helplessly, in the process of constantly climbing the points, Watching Ai Si had been trying to change this predicament, until she found a contract in a battlefield, a contract that sold her life to 【War】.

This contract gave her combat power not inferior to ordinary soldiers. In this way, with the blessing of 【War】 talent, she did achieve both offense and defense, but...

All gifts have a price, and the price of the contract is... her life.

Other players were wasting time and wasting the future, but Watching Ai Si was burning time and burning the future. She was overdrawing her lifespan to exchange for current strength. This choice could not be said to be wrong in the current situation where the trial was becoming more and more difficult, but it just made her future more and more chaotic.

But Watching Ai Si had no choice. She could only carry the price of her choice and kill her way out of the siege to survive.

But whether her lifespan was enough to support the day when 【Faith Game】 was passed was indeed a huge question mark for her.

That's why she cherished her life, and that's why she kept looking for everything that could hang her life. This feeling of pain without a future was very maddening. For a long time, Watching Ai Si almost gave up on the so-called future.

After all, in this game, those without a future are the majority.

But this world is not always desperate, until one day she suddenly learned about the second faith, knowing that this game could be compatible with another faith. This time she immediately aimed at 【Death】 that could hang her life, and began to move crazily toward the direction of faith fusion.

Not bad, Watching Ai Si went to Sandres originally to find an opportunity to fuse 【Death】, and now, she got this opportunity.

Even if the Road to Godhood score was 0, even if the Ladder of Audience score was deducted, it didn't matter. A Lord had already pointed out a clear path for her!

As long as she recited the prayer of 【Death】, perhaps, the future of the supervisor would be today!

So Watching Ai Si knelt on the ground without hesitation, praying with an incomparably pious heart:

"Soul sleeps, life..."

Before she finished speaking, a terrifying void fluctuation pulled her out of reality.

I saw a snow-white bathrobe fall on the spot, and then a confused small skull was rolled into the endless void.

Void, see the Fish Bone Hall again.

This was Watching Ai Si's first audience with a god. Although she had imagined the appearance of Them countless times in her mind, when she saw this huge skull for the first time, Watching Ai Si was still shocked.

She didn't dare to move, but she was trembling all over on the spot.

The poor small skull was like being installed with a motor, constantly colliding with the white ground of the Fish Bone Hall, making a clicking sound.

Of course, the fear did not come from the visible giant object, but from the pressure of the god. Thinking that in front of her was one of the true gods who controlled the power of death in the universe, Watching Ai Si's brain went blank, her consciousness buzzed, and she couldn't speak.

When the small skull was trembling, the huge skull was also observing her.

This was undoubtedly a very ordinary player, so ordinary that even if the other party really had some mixed desire for 【Death】 faith in her heart, placed in the crowd, it would still not attract the attention of that Lord.

However, the huge skull also thought a lot after Zhang Jizu left. He vaguely felt 【Deception】's intention, but was not sure if the other party had done anything to this player. So He sat on the bone throne and asked with an absolutely majestic posture:

"What is, 【Death】?"

Watching Ai Si was scared stupid by this sudden question. Only then did she remember that she had lost her etiquette and didn't greet one of the sixteen true gods, 【Death】, in front of her. So she forcibly suppressed the fear in her heart and said with a trembling voice:

"Praise..."

"What is, 【Death】?" The huge skull didn't even ignite green flames in his eyes, just looked at the mortal in front of him quietly with those empty eye sockets, and repeated his question.

Watching Ai Si was even more panicked. Being urged by a god was not a good state, but her brain was a mess at this moment, and the shrewdness and calmness of the past were gone. She didn't know what to say, but fortunately, she was not stupid, so she "flashed" and dismantled the prayer of this Lord and returned it to Him.

"True God, please forgive me, 【Death】 is the sleeping place of the soul, the final chapter of life."

The huge skull was silent for a moment, without comment, and then asked again:

"What is, 【War】?"

【War】?

Watching Ai Si's thoughts began to clear up slowly with the stability of the situation on the field. Seeing that this Lord had no objection to her perception, she played it safe and dismantled the prayer of 【War】 and said it out.

Now in the eyes of this supervisor, as long as she didn't make mistakes or lose etiquette, everything else was ignored first.

"True God, please forgive me, 【War】 is the song woven by blood and flames, the only way for 【Civilization】 to continue."

After the answer, the small skull looked up at that Him on the bone throne tentatively, however, He...

"..."

Too ordinary...

Shining question marks seemed to rise in the huge skull's eye sockets. This player was too ordinary, so ordinary that it didn't look like a backhand was hidden at all.

So 【Deception】 sent her over just to let Himself try 【War】?

What was He planning again?

Was He still thinking about the battle where 【Order】 took 【War】 into the sea of desire?

Did He think 【Order】 had a problem, or 【War】 had a problem?

But no matter who had a problem, in short, 【Death】 understood now that it must have nothing to do with the ordinary player in front of him. She was just a message sent by 【Deception】, ordinary and insignificant.

So the huge skull nodded and hummed:

"Step down."

Immediately after, the whole white bone hall turned into two torrents, one flushed the confused Watching Ai Si into the void, and the other wrapped in endless 【Death】 aura and swept toward the unknown depths of the void.

He was ready to go and see 【War】 himself, even if it was just to do a superficial job and say hello, it could be considered a response to 【Deception】.

But what He didn't expect was that this path to 【War】 really seemed to lead to war.

Not long after, in the incomparably silent depths of the void, two voices sounded one after another.

"You are, looking for death!?"

"Looking for 【Death】 is not necessarily looking for death, but unfortunately, the one who is going to die today might be you. Are you ready to welcome your own silence, great 【Death】 monarch?"

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At the same time, on the other side.

Cheng Shi opened his eyes and found that he didn't return to the rest area but appeared in a dimly lit space.

Looking at this environment, it seemed... still in Sandres?

And it was still on the stage of the Joyful Theater, right behind that blood-red curtain!

Cheng Shi was stunned. He frowned and looked around cautiously. When he heard the noisy noise outside the curtain, his heart skipped a beat, thinking where did this dilapidated stage get "audience"?

He stood on the spot and listened for a while, but apart from the urging sound in front of the curtain, there seemed to be no other movement. So after weighing for a long time, the clown decided to find out, and he walked carefully toward the curtain.

Until he stood at the edge of the curtain, ears pressed tightly against the blood-red curtain to confirm again that all the noise was under the stage and there was no other sound on the stage, a strange idea popped out of his head:

These "audience" were waiting for the clown to go on stage?

"..."

Yes, although he was indeed a clown, the problem was whose script this was, why wasn't he notified in advance?

Facing the unknown "audience," how dare you let me go on stage directly?

So Cheng Steady stabilized again. He didn't rush to pull the curtain, but nervously tore a gap between the two curtains and looked out secretly, but this look...

Met countless expectant eyes!

The dense audience filled the Joyful Theater, even the aisles were crowded. Everyone was waiting for the performance to start, especially when everyone noticed the moment the curtain shook, the whole theater became quiet instantly.

The audience looked at the stage with bated breath, looking at the slightly embarrassed eye exposed between the curtains in the middle of the stage. They were all looking forward to what kind of amazing appearance this would be, and the next second, the clown behind the curtain pulled the curtain directly to reveal his true face, stood on the spot and laughed loudly:

"Hee~

You don't really think there is a performance here, do you?"

April 1st, cloudy, heart sunny.

Today is really happy.

——Excerpt from "Whose Zhen Yi writes a diary"

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