The Earth is Online - Chapter 221

[Chapter 221]

In the darkness, a shriveled, gloomy-looking young man slowly walked up the stairs. It was the Southeast Asian player Abdullah.

The old white man looked at the two of them and said frankly: “I was the first to come here. I just came here for half a minute, and this Tang also came. This is the attic, and I think you are here for the same reason as me.” As soon as he opened his mouth, he cleared his relationship and explained his purpose: “I came to see, the corpse is still there.”

Tang Mo: “Me too.”

Abdullah glanced at the two: “The same.”

The old man George was silent and asked, “Come in together?”

“Okay.”

The old man’s hand was on the doorknob of the attic, and he gently twisted it open. Dim light filtered through the windows and into the attic. The gap in the door opened wider and wider, and Tang Mo’s gaze became more focused. But when he saw the corpse still parked in the attic, he was slightly relieved.

Abdullah: “He’s still there.”

Old white man: “I have no interest in this corpse.”

Tang Mo: “Go out and have a look?”

The crowd agreed with his suggestion: “Okay.”

There are a total of two hours in the evening, but this does not mean that the player must be outside the house for two full hours. Not going out is allowed by the black tower, and going out and coming back soon is also allowed by the black tower. During the day, they have to face a dozen players, and at night there are only three players, making it easier to observe each other.

However, the three of them didn’t plan to act together. They went down from the attic and walked to the stairs on the second floor, and they separated.

This is a rare opportunity to investigate the castle alone.

During the day, all the conversations between everyone takes place at the long table. Even to search for clues, everyone must act together. One is to ensure fairness, and the other is to prevent monsters from mixing in players and sneakily clear clues.

Tang Mo chose to go to the lobby on the first floor, while the old man and Abdullah chose to stroll around on the second floor.

When the three parted, Tang Mo quietly raised his head and glanced at the backs of the two. The old white man chose to go left, and Abdullah chose to go right. The two didn’t have any intersection, and they were just looking for clues on their own, as if they really didn’t want to waste any time and cautiously wanted to find out the truth.

Tang Mo walked down the stairs and came to the long table.

In the center of the long and narrow wooden table, there are thirteen small puppets. On the back of the wooden chair, the names of Lena, David, Anatoly and Bai Ruoyao were all crossed out. When night falls, players cast their votes upside down and put them on the table, and no one cares about the whereabouts of these votes. Tang Mo looked at the table carefully and found that there was neither a white ticket nor a red ticket.

He walked past the chairs that each player sat on.

Then he went to the fireplace and turned over the thick ashes. Went to the kitchen again and looked carefully in the cupboards.

Half an hour later, da da footsteps sounded on the stairs. Tang Mo was holding a candlestick, and the dim candlelight reflected on his face, making him look rather gloomy. He walked up the stairs with a blank expression, past the second floor, and into the third attic. At the door of the attic, he stopped, turned his head, and looked down the stairs.

A gloomy face was dimly illuminated by candlelight.

Tang Mo was silent for a moment: “Your footsteps are very light.”

Abdullah: “I’ve been walking very lightly.” After a while, “Hehe, do you think I’m a monster because of this?”

The ironic laughter caused Tang Mo’s brows to wrinkle. He didn’t answer and turned to open the door of the attic.

Looking at the scene inside the door, Tang Mo turned his head the next moment, his voice calm: “You said, who stole the body?”

I saw that the narrow and dim attic was completely empty.

Bai Ruoyao’s body is gone!

Abdullah raised his head suddenly: “What are you trying to say? I didn’t steal it.”

Tang Mo held the candlestick: “It’s not me either.”

Abdullah: “Oh, that old guy.”

Tang Mo took a breath and sniffed the smell in the air. There is only the smell of dust that has been covered for a long time, and there is no other smell. Holding the candlestick, he leaned down slightly, letting the light of the candle shine on the corner of the attic door. Looking at a brown mark on the corner of the wooden door, Tang Mo stretched out his hand and wiped it lightly.

Nothing could be wiped, but it was wet.

Tang Mo: “Where did George go, that old man.”

The dim candlelight reflected in Abdullah’s dark eyes: “I didn’t see him.”

Tang Mo held the candlestick and raised the corners of his lips slightly: “This is your blood, or his…” Before he could finish speaking, a harsh wind sounded from behind Tang Mo, and Tang Mo threw the candlestick directly to his face. . Abdullah shattered the candlestick with a punch, stood at the bottom of the stairs, and looked at Tang Mo with a snake-like gaze.

This was the first time Tang Mo saw him smile. His smile was gloomy and infiltrating, and it was especially weird in the dark.

“Anyway, you are going to die, so what are you asking for?”

After the last word was spoken, the fist arrived as scheduled. Just as the punch was about to hit Tang Mo, Abdullah’s five fingers turned into claws, and it went straight to Tang Mo’s heart. Tang Mo ducked sideways, holding down the handrail of the stairs with one hand. Abdullah’s claws were shaped like eagles, his attack was like a shadow, and he densely attacked Tang Mo.

At some point, his nails turned black, and he grabbed the handrail of the stairs with one claw, and actually picked out the fingerprints of five fingers. Where his fingernails touched, the wood sizzled and quickly rotted and melted.

Tang Mo didn’t dare to be careless when he saw this, he propped it up with his hands and rolled along the handrail of the stairs to the second floor.

Abdullah directly chased after him.

After the terrain became more open, Tang Mo was no longer passive, and he started to attack.

Abdullah is not strong, even a little thin, but his movements are extremely fast. His body was soft and he attacked Tang Mo from all angles. Whenever Tang Mo wanted to touch him, he would bend his body to avoid him, sliding like a swimming fish.

Another blow, Abdullah’s five fingers deeply embedded in the wall.

This is the opportunity!

Tang Mo’s eyes lit up, he shouted angrily, pulled out a metal handrail of the castle stairs, and stabbed Abdullah with his sharp end. Who knew that in the next second, Abdullah quickly pulled out his five fingers. A scheming smile appeared on his gloomy face, and Tang Mo’s eyes widened, only to realize that he had been tricked.

Abdullah roared at Tang Mo and stabbed him in the heart. Tang Mo quickly avoided, but he still cut out a large piece of meat from his waist. Where the black nails touched, the flesh and blood began to rot and melt. Tang Mo cut off a large piece of meat without hesitation, and kicked him at the same time.

The two took three steps back each.

Tang Mo: “The place you attacked is a bit of a coincidence, so I had to gouge out this piece of meat.”

Abdullah sneered: “You are still smart, if you dig meat for a second later, my supernatural poison will definitely have penetrated into your heart.”

Tang Mo chuckled lightly, “You don’t understand what I mean.”

Abdullah ignored him: “Give me death!”

This time, Abdullah’s attack was more intensive and rapid. He doesn’t seem to have time to entangle with Tang Mo anymore, seize every minute and every second and attack frantically. Tang Mo was forced to step back by him. Abdullah smashed the fireplace with one foot, and the waste bricks blocked Tang Mo’s sight. At this moment, he quickly attacked. His claws were about to pierce through Tang Mo, but Tang Mo’s body suddenly bent in an incredible shape, dodging the blow.

Abdullah immediately understood: “So this is your ability?” After finding out Tang Mo’s trump card, Abdullah showed an expression of impending victory. “No wonder that guy said that if you don’t have powers, you will die easily. Your fighting strength is not that good at all.”

Tang Mo didn’t have time to speak, and he was forced to back up again and again by the other party.

In the castle, Abdullah’s claws left paw prints on the walls. The crazier he became, it seemed that if he didn’t kill Tang Mo quickly, his abilities would be invalid. With great difficulty, he forced Tang Mo to the dead end of the stairs. Tang Mo couldn’t avoid it, and the black poisonous claws were digging straight towards his chest.

However, at this moment, a metal crash sounded.

Abdullah opened his eyes wide, lowered his head in disbelief, and looked at his right hand. I saw that the black nails clearly caught Tang Mo’s chest, but he couldn’t take a step in. Not only that, his fingers trembled slightly, and the black nails made a crisp clicking sound, and the three nails even broke!

“Impossible, you can’t use props, unless it’s a rare-level prop, there’s no way something can block my nails…”

The voice stopped abruptly, and Abdullah slowly lowered his head and looked at his abdomen.

Tang Mo leaned his back against the wall, panting awkwardly. Sweat wetted his cheeks, and his clothes were stained dark red with blood from his waist.

Abdullah’s pupils trembled slightly, looking at the sharp weapon that was poked into his body.

I saw Tang Mo stretched out his hand, and in the same posture as him, his right hand moved forward and pierced his stomach. The only difference is that when his claws touched Tang Mo’s chest, it was cracked by something as hard as iron; Tang Mo’s right arm was transformed into a dark, triangular-shaped weapon, and the icy weapon was straight. Pierce Abdullah’s body.

There was a strong bloody smell in his mouth, and Abdullah’s eyes were red, and he wanted to attack again. Tang Mo didn’t give him a chance, he pulled out a black weapon, and the next blow directly pierced Abdullah’s head.

The Southeast Asian player opened his mouth wide, and there was a dark blood hole on his forehead. With a hoarse voice, he wanted to say “You actually have two abilities”, but the blood blocked his throat. Without a word, he fell to the ground, breathless.

Tang Mo pulled off his clothes with trembling fingers and looked at his chest.

[Ability: Genetic Recombination]

[Owner: Fu Wenduo (reserve)]

【Type: Genotype】

[Function: Any cell in the body can be ironed, and the formed iron body has the hardness of rare props; the recovery ability is accelerated, 100 times that of ordinary humans; the cells can be regenerated. 】

[Level: Level 9]

[Restriction: Evolution is extremely difficult. 】

[Note: The last player with this ability became Eve. 】

[Tang Mo version instructions: can only be used once a day, each use time is 30 seconds. Cells regenerate 50 times faster than normal humans and last for 5 minutes. When I wrote this line of words, Tang Mo had already eaten Fu Wenduo’s beep—and still didn’t give the money! 】

Tang Mo’s heart was covered with black steel skin. Slowly, the skin became the same, but there were still five black fingerprints on it. The black toxin slowly penetrated the body along the skin, Tang Mo raised his right hand without blinking, and used a black sharp tool to gouge out the flesh in his chest.

He groaned and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

After resting for a minute, Tang Mo walked up to the attic and opened the door.

In the quiet and empty attic, there are bloodstains left on the floor from the hundreds of pieces of meat left by American player David two days ago.

There is no body of Bai Ruoyao.