I lay on the chair, closed my eyes, stopped looking at the stage, love will end when it ends, I can only wait here to die anyway.

Hot blood flowed down the wound on my waist, and the coldness began to spread over me.

I was trying to lift my arm, but it was so heavy that it almost crushed me to death.

In the end, I had to give up and open my eyes to see how many of us could survive.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the familiar candlelight of the Scarlet Round Table.

"You lied to me......"

A furious roar rang out, as if it came from all over the heavens and the earth.

"Brush"

The scarlet spread, covering everything as if a sea of blood had suddenly descended.

"You, lie to me......"

When the first word is spoken, it is still very loud, but when it comes to the last two words, the sound becomes extremely weak.

If it weren't for the silence in the theater, I probably wouldn't have heard those two words.

The scene in front of us quickly shifts, and we finally return to the Scarlet Round Table Secret Room.

The injuries on my body recovered quickly, and I was finally able to lift my arms as if something was in my hand.

I looked down and was shocked in my heart, the black and white double knife, I don't know when it fell on my hand, as if it was tied, clinging to my palm.

"None of the people who opened the angel box came back."

Uncle Picker, who was not very far away from me, muttered in an extremely low tone.

I looked around and saw that there were only people around us who were fighting with us, and most of them had their chests and abdomen cut open.

Their split chest and abdomen were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, but no one was seen who had opened the angel box.

The demon box is an equivalent exchange, at the same price, in exchange for the elimination of problems and obsessions.

The rules of the Angel Box should not be too bad, and it may be one level higher than the Demon Box.

It could be death, or it could be a legacy.

If it was just death, those people should have returned to the Scarlet Round Table Chamber after death, I don't believe that so many people have not had a chance of resurrection or two.

The fact that they did not come back means that it is not death, it may be another, and it is highly likely that they were left in the theater.

I think it's more likely to stay in the theater, after all, the Scarlet Round Table designed the obsession in the theater and got what I wanted.

But the theater is an extremely precious habitat that can accommodate multiple obsessions, and the Scarlet Round Table is unlikely to give up such a place.

Those of us who he sees as tools have become the best ones to stay.

Thinking about this, I can only silently mourn in my heart for those who open the angel box, after all, being locked in the theater is not a day or two, not a few years, it is very likely to be permanent.

At the same time, I felt a slight pity in my heart, I didn't seize the opportunity, fooled the little fat man to open the angel box, and trapped him to death in the theater, which can be regarded as clearing a big trouble.

I turned my head to look at the people being treated in the chamber, and I guess my injuries were relatively minor compared to theirs.

However, the speed of treatment is the slowest, most of them are killed with a single knife, they only need to heal the wound.

And I have a whole body, whether it is a broken bone or a burst wound on my body, I need to be treated.

I watched as the little fat man smiled at me and turned away.

This thing really has a chance to be resurrected, and it doesn't matter, the war between us has just begun.

Wait, I'll get you and Eight where you need to go.

By the time my body was fully recovered, there were few people left in the secret room of the Scarlet Round Table.

Most of them have already gone back, after all, they are not familiar with each other, and they have not killed each other in the game, which can be regarded as more face-saving.

Look at the black and white knives in his hand, the two blades, one black and one white, are shining in the candlelight, shining with an inexplicable cold light.

Cursed things? Or is it an ordinary sword?

I wasn't sure, so I walked out of the Scarlet Round Table Chamber with black and white knives.

The town was still as quiet as ever, and Wu teased several of them to participate in a new game.

I walked along the bluestone path to the town and found two people sitting in front of the movie curtain I had set up.

Yu Shanshan and Ning Le, the two of them have returned from the game.

I don't know if the curse on their bodies has been lifted, Ning Le is fine, and he usually has no heart and lungs.

It's Yu Shanshan, a woman with a high IQ, I don't know what her laughter is.

If the laughter is relatively high, it is estimated that it will be more troublesome.

I was about to walk over to the two girls when I suddenly heard a weird smile full of amusement.

"Hey...... I didn't expect that there would be such a beautiful woman in the world. ”

The voice was very familiar, and I couldn't help but shudder with the familiarity.

The clown, the voice just now, is the clown from the stage, hasn't he already been killed by us?

I raised my hand to give myself a slap, how could obsession die?

On the stage, it is only for the sake of the dramatic effect that the clown dies in our hands, otherwise relying on us alone will definitely not be able to kill the obsession.

The obsessive command is swallowed by the obsession and will never be killed and cannot be killed.

The black and white double knife, is it the knife prompted by the Scarlet Round Table?

It's a pity that I couldn't bring out the Daguan knife, and the obsession that exists in that knife should be Zheng Tianyu without accident.

"Chen Yan, teach him how to be a qualified cursed thing."

When I arrived in the town, I was now able to use bookmarks, and in my eyes, there was really only one clown.

"Woman, beautiful woman, woman ......"

The clown jumped out of the knife, disgusting mucus flowing from the corner of his mouth, and rushed towards Yu Shanshan and Ning Le.

"Wow"

Chen Yan appeared between the clown and Yu Shanshan, under the purple and red school uniform, with a hideous face.

The clown stopped abruptly and stared at Chen Yan.

The black and white knives appeared in his hands, and the black and white costume on his body gradually transformed into a blinding scarlet.

I can't help but take a few steps back, blood obsession?

The black and white clown turned out to be a blood obsession?

Speaking of which, I have seen a lot of blood obsessions, the people who showed Li Yuan the door, the office workers and migrant workers I saw on the last train, etc., should all be blood obsessions.

Chen Yan is a blood obsession, and in order for Chen Yan to leave from the last train, a male classmate who is willing to be torn apart by the knife on the last train.

But it's the first time I've encountered such a tyrannical blood obsession as a clown.

The clown roared angrily, and the blood on his body surged wildly, forming a blood-colored and piercing knife.

The appearance of the knife is the same as the black and white knife in my hand, and the blade is dripping with thick blood, which looks extremely terrifying.

"Whoa"

A textbook appeared in Chen Yan's hand, and the textbook was full of bloodstains, and blood was tumbling on it.