Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 301

The air was dead, and the damp and rancid smell floated.

Across the gap under the door, you can clearly see a shadow standing motionless at the door, dark and dull, bringing a sense of cold and terrifying oppression, making your scalp numb and almost breathless. .

Everyone knows...

Between them and the danger, there is only a thin and fragile door that opens with a push.

And then, the sound of the door opening from the next door made everyone's nerves instantly tense to the extreme.

The blood faded from everyone's faces, and intense panic appeared in their eyes.

Like Wen Jianyan, they were also aware of the current situation.

Now, the ghosts in this area are not only the one in 408, but also a "guest" who has just been invited to the first floor...

To make matters worse, the area is narrow and closed, with nowhere to escape.

Stairs, elevators, all were blocked, and the two ends of the corridor were cut off by darkness, and as long as you approached, you would be dragged into it.

In such extreme circumstances, they have almost no way out.

Wen Jianyan stared in the direction of the door, her lips pursed so tightly that she almost lost her blood.

His eyes flickered, and his brain was running fast.

Are you running out of time?

Pointless.

Although the second guest appeared after the lights were turned off, Xingwang Hotel had not turned off the lights when the guests in 408 appeared.

Of course, the two are not necessarily completely unrelated.

But the specific rules still need more factual support.

However, this at least shows that whether the lights are turned off in the hotel does not restrict the movement of guests in the sense of rules.

That is to say, even if they do find a way to stay in this room for an hour and wait until the hotel turns on the lights again... I'm afraid it won't help.

Turning on the light does not mean that the guest will return to the room.

By then, the dangers they face may be even more severe.

Escape and can't escape, boil and useless.

So……

If they wanted to leave this area, they would have to deal with the "guests" first.

"Tick...tick..."

Through the thin door panel, there was a vague sound of dripping water.

The voice continued to sound, and it was like a countdown to death in the ears of everyone.

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan felt that his sleeve was being pulled.

He turned to look.

It's yellow hair.

I saw him staring at the crack of the door, his voice trembling slightly: "...you, look."

Wen Jianyan was startled and looked towards the end of Huang Mao's line of sight.

Under the crack of the door, a pool of liquid seemed to be slowly flowing in.

Unlike water, the liquid was extra viscous.

In the air, there is a faint smell of rust that is hard to detect.

is blood.

Wen Jianyan's heart sank.

You know, when the resident of 408 left the room just now, it was still dripping with cold rain, but now it has turned into blood...

In other words, the other Black team should have been killed.

At the moment of realizing this, everyone felt a chill run up from their backs.

The residents in 408 were able to completely wipe out a senior team of Black in such a short period of time, which meant that it was probably even more terrifying than they had imagined before.

Of course, if there is only one "guest" outside, you might have a chance of winning if you pull the Black team to go out together, but at the moment the sound of the doorknob turning sounds, this option will be changed from their choose

removed from the list.

But now, there are two "guests" wandering in the corridor outside.

If one team can destroy a team, their actions are tantamount to suicide.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Wow wow wow, this mechanism, Chunchun is to send people to death!"

"[Xingwang Hotel] After the revision of this dungeon, the difficulty is really outrageous... I feel it can be regarded as a dead end."

"Yes! As long as you are stared at by the guests in the room, you can't escape from this area. It's useless to stay up until the lights are on. If you're lucky and there's only one guest here, it's not impossible to join forces to rush forward, but The anchor is so unlucky that there are just two in this area, so it's just finished!"

"Wuwu, my unlucky wife almost thought she had a chance to turn over at first, but in the end she found out that she was still unlucky... This is too miserable!"

Tick, tick.

The faint sound of falling water drops came from outside the door.

The viscous scarlet blood flowed in along the crack of the door, and in just a few moments, the long hair on the carpet was wet, and it flashed a strange luster under the light of the guest room.

The surface of the blood is as smooth as a mirror, and it looks very calm, but it exudes a strange, scalp-tingling aura.

"...!"

Seeing this, everyone was shocked, and hurried back, moving backwards in the direction away from the pool of blood.

Although the blood pool spreads slowly, the guest room is so big, where can they hide...?

"We have to decide quickly! What will we do next!"

The leader of the black team lowered his voice and said hurriedly.

"Let's fight, captain! Although there are two ghosts outside, don't we also have two teams here? I don't think there is a chance of winning!"

"No, the danger is too great! If you want me to say, let's go into oil painting..."

"Painting? I think you're trying to court death! It's even more dangerous inside, even if we can really invite another guest in after we go in, what's the use!"

"And what if they can chase in?"

"!"

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan's eyes widened slightly, as if she suddenly thought of something.

The girl who was pale and weak just now suddenly turned around suddenly, her slender body seemed to contain strength that did not match her body shape, rudely separated the people who were arguing, and then rushed straight to the position of the oil painting in the guest room.

"?!"

Everyone was startled by his sudden action, subconsciously stopped the sound, and looked at Wen Jianyan in astonishment.

Like the fourth floor, there is also a disproportionately large oil painting hanging in the center of the guest room on the first floor.

Inside the gray Chinese frame, there is a gloomy portrait.

In the portrait, it is a gloomy and rainy town. However, unlike the slumped hut in the 408 portrait, this one shows a low two-story building that looks new. There are many, the door is wide open, and you can vaguely see the tables and chairs placed in the room inside, as well as the dishes on the table.

"What's wrong?"

Yun Bilan seemed to realize something, she stepped forward: "What did you find?"

Wen Jianyan didn't answer, but got closer to the points again.

However, he did not carefully observe the only clear building in the picture, but leaned closer to the side and carefully looked at the blurry vision outside the building.

Not far away, the pool of blood under the door had spread across the entrance and the bathroom, extending towards the interior.

"No way, Captain! We must decide now!"

"What to do! Fight or escape!"

Captain Heifang turned his head and stopped focusing on Wen Jianyan. He gritted his teeth, and his voice seemed to be squeezed from between his teeth: "... confrontation head-on."

After all, although they had just heard the second guest open

The sound of the door, but they never heard it move, perhaps, the second occupant was not ready to attack them, or maybe it had left the vicinity?

If that's the case, then they only have to deal with one guest.

While still dangerous, the success rate will never be as low as it once was.

While the other team failed, they wouldn't necessarily follow in their footsteps.

So, the captain of the black team took a deep breath slowly with this faint hope:

"Get ready, let's wait-"

However, before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a voice next to him:

"no."

Everyone was startled and turned to look.

The girl stood firmly in front of the oil painting, the bright light fell on her slender shoulders, and a pair of amber eyes stared at the crowd. The previous paleness and fragility had completely disappeared. Terrible willpower.

She said, "We go into the oil painting."

"what?"

Everyone was surprised.

Captain Black frowned: "What's the use of going inside, in case they can chase inside..."

"Not in case."

Wen Jianyan interrupted him and said decisively.

"They certainly will."

His voice was calm, even with a bit of icy coldness, as if he was quite sure of the correctness of his conclusions.

After listening to his words, the others frowned and seemed to be even more puzzled.

"Wait a minute, what's the use after entering?"

The ghosts outside the picture will chase them in. If they bring new guests, they will attract new ghosts, and they still cannot leave this area completely blocked by darkness, and they will only encounter more dangers.

"Have you never thought about the copy mechanism?"

Wen Jianyan sighed, her voice was still gentle and soft, but it was inexplicably very annoying.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Hahahahaha, this is a mockery, it made me laugh to death!"

"Among the nightmares, the anchor who can touch the mechanism the most expresses doubts: Have you never used your brains?"

"But I'm also curious. Why does the anchor think that entering the oil painting is the most suitable option? If the guests in the Xingwang Hotel can really catch up, then this way is the most dangerous, right?"

One of the Black players frowned, with an irritated expression on his face: "Hey, what do you mean—"

Before he could finish speaking, Captain Black raised his hand to stop him.

Although the man was still very angry, he still swallowed the rest of his words.

"..." The black team leader looked at Wen Jianyan thoughtfully: "Go ahead."

"First of all, Nightmare never sets an unsolvable dead end. As long as you start from this point and reverse the rules in the [Xingwang Hotel] dungeon, you can find the real way to survive."

Wen Jianyan looked around and continued:

"These 'guests' can leave their rooms and move freely, while those anchors who are targeted by the 'guests' in the room will be trapped in a small area and cannot leave, and are forced to stay in this closed space Survival——If there is only one guest, you may be able to get out alive, but if the number of guests in this area exceeds 2, the difficulty will increase exponentially, and the probability of surviving is extremely low.

That's it, right? "

Everyone was startled and nodded.

"But don't forget, the requirement of this copy is that the anchor goes in to paint and invite more guests for [Xingwang Hotel], that is to say, as time goes by, the number of 'guests' in the copy will only increase. The chances of a single 'guest' in an enclosed area are getting smaller and smaller..."

Hearing this, everyone froze behind their backs.

yes.

What the other party said was right.

As the hotel rooms are filled one by one, the possibility of other "guests" in the area where the targeted anchor is trapped will greatly increase.

This time they met two, and in the future they will meet three, four...

And as the time to enter the copy increases, the number of anchors will only decrease.

It was a hopeless sight.

If they fight recklessly, they will die to the last person.

When he thought that he might be trapped in a closed space with three, four, or even more "guests" in the future, a strong sense of fear could not help but hit his heart, making everyone's eyes black.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Grass... it seems to be true."

"Wow, this copy is so poisonous, really poisonous!"

"Not only does the anchor invite more and more ghosts to the Xingwang Hotel as guests, but it also prevents the anchored anchor from escaping from its vicinity, but the nearby ghosts can still continue to join... Raising Gu Is this!"

"I seem to have seen how terrifying the last day of this copy is."

"Dead end, right?"

Seeing other people's expressions, Wen Jianyan suddenly smiled.

"So confrontation is definitely not the way out. Even if you survive this time, you will die next time sooner or later."

After speaking, he turned slightly sideways, revealing the oil painting behind him:

"In this hotel, every oil painting in every room is a cloudy and rainy scene, and even the architectural style is very unified..."

The girl tilted her head, her eyes almost innocent:

"...It's almost like the same town."

"!!!"

After hearing this sentence, a layer of goosebumps suddenly appeared behind everyone's back.

The black team leader suddenly widened his eyes: "Wait, do you mean..."

"That's right."

Wen Jianyan nodded: "I guess the places we entered before are not really fragments in an oil painting, but a real town. To be precise, these oil paintings are just [doors]. The doors all connect different areas of that world."

"So, that's why, after the anchor is targeted by the 'guests', all the ways to leave will be blocked," Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes and said slowly, "because it will force us to leave on another road. ."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and fumbled skillfully behind the oil painting frame.

Just listening to the "click", the oil painting frame slowly opened in front of everyone, and a gloomy moisture instantly rushed towards them.

If they are trapped by the residents, they must enter the town through the oil painting, and then find another [door] in the town.

Only by re-entering the Thrive Hotel from that door, so as to escape this area blocked by the guests.

And all of this has to be done within an hour.

This is the insidious part of the copy.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Suddenly, a second footstep sounded outside the door.

Everyone was startled and turned to look in the direction of the door.

Under the crack of the door, the shadow remained motionless.

This footstep sound was much duller than the previous one, slow but heavy, and every time it felt like it was hitting the heart of a person, one could not help but suffocate.

Although they are separated by a wall, they can still clearly realize one thing:

... the visitor is not good.

The second guest did not disappear, nor did he go to other places, but approached them in a very targeted direction.

At this moment, their expectation that they only had to deal with one guest was completely shattered.

Wen Jianyan and his team have already stood

Entering the oil painting, he looked at the Black team and asked, "Do you want to leave?"

The pool of blood has spread into the guest room, and there seems to be an unknown terror threat hidden beneath the calm scarlet surface.

The door handle was suddenly pressed down slowly, making a "squeak" sound.

The ominous voice made people tremble.

... something outside is coming in.

Black team captain gritted his teeth, raised his hand and waved:

"Walk!"