The chains hanging from the ceiling collided with each other with a clanging sound, and sticky droplets of blood dripped from the ends of the chains, blooming scarlet flowers on the wooden floor.

The girl with a lot of bandages on her body sat in the middle of the blood-drenched torture room, and the metal chair under her body kept creaking.

There was a knock on the door of the torture chamber, followed by Andrea's concerned voice:

"Master, are you alright?"

"Leave me alone." Bloody Blade's dark red eyes seemed to be bleeding at any moment: "I'm waiting for someone." ”

Recruit Grez. Du Pang's failure already affected her mood very much, and the situation of being ruthlessly killed by the "Hellhorn" was even more difficult for her to accept, and the blood blade at this time seemed to have entered menopause in advance, and her mood was so bad that it exploded.

However, forcibly suppressing the urge to kill, she chose to accept another player's request to meet, and waited for the visitor in the reception room in her private house area.

Knock, knock, knock.

There was a dull knock on the door again, followed by a male voice that sounded like a drugged voice:

"Is it there? Is this the room......"

"Come in." Bloodblade said in a hoarse voice.

The metal door of the torture chamber was pushed open, and an elegant man with gold-rimmed glasses walked into the room, reached out and patted the dust on his shirt, and stretched out his bony right hand against the bloody blade:

"See you again, beauty."

Although the other party was very friendly, the blood blade did not mean to shake hands, but just stood up, looked up at the other party's smiling face, and said bluntly:

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, let's get straight to the point."

"Don't be impatient, I'm not here to declare war, but to discuss cooperation." The man still had an annoying smile on his face: "Although we had a bit of an unpleasant quarrel before, I plan to cooperate with you this time, as long as we join forces, it will be a piece of cake to win this invitational game...... You're right? ”

"I don't trust you." With only two people present, Bloodblade's statement was very straightforward.

If someone else came to discuss cooperation, it would be fine, this time Bloodblade really wanted to use all means to kill the "Hellhorn", but this time it was no one else who proposed cooperation, it was the "fanatic" who was still bitter and hateful during the first invitational tournament and had been chasing her.

According to the last words of the Zealot, this person has been tortured by Bloodblade in other games, and has been bent on revenge ever since.

But this time, the fanatic is like a different person, completely free of the previous hatred, but a serious discussion of cooperation.

"I know, you're worried about me stabbing me in the back." The fanatic explains: "Those things are in the ...... of the past"

"Less nonsense." Bloodblade stared at the other man's face.

Because it is directly connected to consciousness, emotions are expressed more strongly in brain imaging games than in the real world. Even people who are very good at disguising in reality can find it difficult to completely hide their true emotions in this kind of game.

And now, the blood blade was already on the other party, and he felt a trace of suppressed hatred.

The so-called "cooperation" of the fanatics is nothing but a lie, and if this man is trusted, the probability of being stabbed in the back by him is almost 100%.

Faced with this kind of bastard with impure motives, Bloodblade naturally chose to refuse.

But...... Maybe you can take advantage of this guy?

"Are you really not going to work with me? Everyone else is looking for a partner. The fanatic reminded: "With your reputation is absolutely shouted at by everyone, do you think that there will be anyone other than me who will form an alliance with you?" They'll just keep cheating you until you get out. ”

“……”

Bloodblade lowered his head, thinking about how to use the Zealots to help deal with Hellhorn.

In fact, she accepted the other party's invitation to talk in order to find a way to use this man. After pretending to think for a while, she finally raised her head slowly and fixed her blood-red gaze on the other party's face:

"When the time comes, I will act depending on the situation, and once the map borders, I will accept your alliance."

"Well, that's right." The Zealot reached out to rub Bloodblade's hair, but she dodged it with a backjump.

"Don't see outside, you're usually pretty cute." The fanatic laughed.

"Get out." Bloody Blade coldly gave the order to evict the guest.

"Now that we've got an agreement, we'll be in touch by email, and we'll have a few days to work out our tactics before the game starts." The fanatic said as he returned to the door, and stretched out his hand to open the main door of the torture chamber:

"Goodbye, little beauty~"

With a pretended frivolous voice, the figure of the fanatic disappeared. Bloodblade sat back in the metal chair, reaching for the chain hanging from beside him.

Although the other party's disguise is not bad, it still can't hide from her eyes. Now the Blood Blade is sure that once he forms an alliance with the Zeatic, the other party will definitely plot against him at that time.

Then, as long as you can use that bastard, you can plot against the other party in advance.

"You chose to form an alliance with me, little brother......"

Bloody Blade gritted at its shark-like sharp teeth and sneered, "Don't you regret it then?" ”

At midnight, Lin Chi, who had ended a game of deathmatch, returned to the private house area.

As he had predicted before the start, his combat power did not drop and he quickly got into the groove shortly after the start. It can be regarded as a very easy victory in the passerby game.

"It's time to sleep...... Not. ”

Lin Chi yawned and prepared to leave the line. I saw that the friend information bar lit up.

"I'm looking for you." The message from Bloodblade was succinct.

"What?" Lin Chi sent a message back.

"If you help me, I can provide more information about Methuselah."

"Oh, that's not necessary." Lin Chi smiled: "I understand the specific situation." ”

Having already met Methuselah himself, he had much more information than Bloodblade, and there was no need to get any more information from the other party.

"I'm here to work with you anyway." Bloodblade seemed to be a little irritated: "Cooperate with me, right?" It won't hurt you. ”

"Oh?"

Seeing this information, Lin Chi had already understood what the other party wanted to do, but he still asked knowingly: "What do you want to do?" ”

"I want to work with you to get rid of Hellhorn." Bloodblade quickly sent a message: "Join in?" ”

"What's the matter, you have a grudge against him?" Lin Chi asked.

"I was killed by him once." This time, Bloodblade sent a voice message: "There's definitely something wrong with this person. ”

"Oh?"

Realizing that the other party was a "victim" who died at the hands of the Horn of Hell, Lin Chi immediately became interested and asked, "What the hell is going on, can you describe it specifically?" ”