MTL - Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!-Chapter 60 Trial card

The third round of the knockout match, at the end of the corridor.

The footsteps echoed in the empty promenade, and the sorcerer stopped at the door of the first door and bent over to pick up the envelope.

The clues of the parchment-like road envelopes are sealed with lacquer, and after opening, there is only one line of small characters -

"Use your cards to exchange fate."

Three teammates talked in the communication device. The message you got was exactly the same. Obviously this is a unified clue that the program group posted to each player.

The witches bowed slightly and their thoughts turned quickly.

In the game, the player's "destiny" is determined by the difficulty of copying, materials, and opponents. Among the three elements, only "materials" have the same attribution as cards.

In other words, the most likely card to exchange is the supplies.

At the beginning of the game, the card drawing mechanism made the players in an unfair state. As the course of the game progressed, the balance would inevitably gradually tilt from the “card pumping” to the powerful players –

According to the clue, it is the card that triggers the "exchange" rather than the player.

In other words, the card can be robbed.

The sound of the rotation of the organ suddenly sounded, and the sorcerer quickly raised his eyes.

After the first door in front of it, there seems to be metal impact, gear fastening, from the beginning of the piecemeal reverberation gradually gathered, and finally the entire door fan is swaying, the closed door gradually reveals the gap, strong light from the room Penetrating outwards -

It indicates that the first copy is about to open.

In the squad communication, everyone found the difference in front of them.

The heartbeat of the sorcerer is constantly accelerating, and it is not as stressful or exciting. He blinked a little and tried to distinguish the clues from small to imaginary in the sound of the rumbling organs.

"The place where I stand can hear the horns - and the top of the head, as if there are stones rolling." The sorcerer quickly reported: "The light penetrates from the right side of the corridor."

Followed by Wen Lin: "There is a stone rolling, I can't hear the horn. The light is on the right side."

Zoe and Caesar could also hear the sound of the stones, but neither of them mentioned the horn, but Zoe heard the singing of the choir.

The witches are slightly beheaded.

The possibility that the four people are divided into one copy is extremely low, and the desire to merge can only rely on the follow-up to find out the map. Exchange of information provides another important clue -

Above the Gothic altar, there are stones rolling in the air, or some kind of constantly operating organ that makes a similar sound.

In front of the witches, the roaring sound gradually stopped and the first door finally opened.

Before entering the copy, Wu Yi finally communicated with his teammates: "Protect the card, and try to grab another one."

Opposite the communication, Zoe made a slight attack and expressed his knowledge, and then issued the final order: "Keep the channel clear, and fight cautiously. Now - Guanmai."

The sorcerer took a deep breath and carefully stepped into the copy.

Even if he was fully prepared, the moment when he saw the light source was still a heartbeat, and the light was burning to the glare, but he couldn’t help but raise his gaze and look at the spectacular scene in front of him.

The copy is several times larger than he imagined.

The dome is wide and bright.

The light is the ultimate pure white, thrown into the room by the spires and flower windows, like the gift of the gods, illuminating a sculpture about six people.

It was a blond angel with a horn.

It has a nearly red-colored wings, the statue is suspended in the air and suspended by invisible silk, and the white light hits its marble-cast face, which is extraordinarily solemn and majestic. The horn sound just now sounded.

This is almost a sacred picture - the lower half is particularly strange. More than a dozen open coffins were empty and scattered on the ground, far apart from each other.

The witches instantly recognized this image.

78 tarot cards, he carried a full two weeks, each pattern is very familiar.

Angels, horns, coffins, and together are the penultimate cards in the big Akana - trial.

In the mind, the words of the trial card reappeared.

"An angel blows up the horn, and the dead man stands up from the coffin. Let the dead who hears the horn be redeemed, let the horn evoke the rotten **, and evoke the feeling of disappearance. Even the repentant sinner has reached heaven. Hope. The order of the native world is disrupted, and all sins are judged - the dead will eventually be born again."

It's just that there is one less important element in the scene before the real board.

There are angels, horns, and coffins—but there is no dead in the coffin waiting for redemption.

At this time, behind the sorcerer, the door was closed with a bang.

The violent sound echoed in the closed copy, and at the same time there were another twenty more doors closed. The entrances that were originally hidden in the copy were exposed in turn due to the loud sound.

Including the sorcerer, experienced players have long been hidden in the door. At this time, countless lines of sight follow the sound source, and some of the doors are empty, while others are blurred.

A number of steps/guns have quickly taken the opportunity to rush to the unfortunately exposed players.

The streamer flies and flies, and the sorcerer has long been hidden behind the bunker, but the situation is far more difficult than he imagined.

His luck seems to have never been better in the knockout.

The copy is about 100 meters long and wide, and more than twenty entrances are distributed on all sides. Judging from the sound of the previous sound, every two doors are at least a dozen meters away, except for oneself -

The nearest big brother, the entrance is less than ten meters away from him.

There is only one wall that can barely be called a bunker nearby. They can't see each other, there is only one possibility -

The first opponent after entering each other's game was lurking on the other side of the wall.

The sorcerer squats slightly, and the back is silently attached to the wall. He quickly pulled down the insurance and checked the loaded bombs. He could even hear the violent heartbeat sound across the wall.

Low wall, light, ambush.

The memory is like a tidal wave, and everything and the underground escape flight in the deep blue sky are vaguely coincident.

The teenager in the lens paused slightly, his eyes were blocked by soft curls, and the pupils were cold and reflective when he looked up. The old step/gun was initially placed between the arms. The gun seat was against the collarbone and hesitantly The other end of the wall went - and then stopped a second before the encounter was triggered.

Closson show guide room.

The director of the monitoring office suddenly made a gesture. The blood pigeon just explained the violent clearance of Qin Jinbao, and the camera switched to the moment of the witch, and was surprised.

In the live broadcast room, the barrage was suddenly excited -

"Little sorrow is coming again!! Ma Ma to the kindergarten to see the little witch and the children play!!!! When is the grass sorcerer? When did you secretly become handsome?!"

"Wait--when, encountering a war? Asking for a God's perspective, refusing the perspective of the players, the heart of the elderly is not good!"

The show pd is happy: "Quickly, let's put out the advertisement for the sponsor of the elderly health care product -"

"..." The blood pigeon is silent and opens the advertisement to continue the explanation.

In the live broadcast, the teenager stood against the wall with an indifferent sniper gesture, and the body stood straight but did not fit the wall.

Station 狙 is the most difficult to control in all shooting postures, and the center of gravity is almost unsupported. It is necessary to restrain the shaking of the whole body, and the aiming requirements are extremely high. Even the blood pigeons did not think that the witches could control the stability of the station.

The **** is on his shoulder, and even the ups and downs of the breath do not affect the half.

The audience watching this scene even had a strange illusion that the sorcerer’s consciousness was not in the mind, but was completely immersed in the cold metal components of the firearm.

Ying Xiangxiang: "His position -"

"Shadow." The blood pigeon explained: "A very beautiful pre-judgment. If you go further, you will expose the shadow to the other side."

At this moment, the screen on the screen suddenly turns!

Under the blazing white light, the shadows are fleeting. At the same time, the two men sideways, aiming at the same time, and shooting at the same time, almost every frame is stepped on the limit reaction time.

The bullets rubbed past.

In the moment of seeing the witches, the face is stunned. He guessed that the opposite side of the low wall was a thin fire, and guessed it was Zoe of the White Moonlight. He did not guess that the dynamic target had only seven rings.

How can this be? !

When the line of sight is opposite, the witch also recognizes each other. Jingyi entertainment a-level practice students Ming Hao.

The witches are slightly shorter than the other, but they are not inferior in the momentum, and even higher. In the stall of the other side's strength, he did not hesitate and was a shot -

The opponent's precise avoidance, but has completely let the low wall out.

"Clear the field!" Ying Xiang Xiang blurted out, presided over several sessions of Crowson show, her eyes are also very old-fashioned: "Positive guns, the two should not be much different - but, the little witch came up."

Step by step, step by step first.

Xiang Xiang suddenly found out that it is difficult to pick out an adjective to describe the current witch. In just two weeks, he seems to be completely different from the last knockout.

There were only 40 rounds of bullets in the initial gun. It was not like a single shot/gun in the hands of the witch, but it was like a connection/hair/machine/gun with a frequency. The boy still leans on his starting position, with a copy edge on one side and a bunker on the other. He is like a beast guarding a narrow territory, and he has swallowed the other's territory.

The blood pigeon suddenly said: "Give him a main perspective."

The camera turns into a sorcerer's perspective.

The picture swayed and the attention of the sorcerer continued to move around in three places. The well-removed well-being entertainment alum, the angel sculpture holding the horn, and the other side of the low wall.

The audience suddenly became stunned - if there were still people who suspected that the witch's clearance was meaningless, it was already loud. On the other side of the low wall, there is a trainee who is exposing his body and is fleeing in the stray bullet.

The sorcerer is waiting for the rabbit!

The young man who grabbed the bunker was dark and his shoulders were slightly ups and downs due to the eruption. The hand of the end gun was steady. In the copy, the light that was slightly darker than the one just escaped from the top of the angel's sculpture, and cast a thick shadow behind the low wall, like heaven and hell.

Half step to heaven, and I am **** - the sorcerer is always lurking in the shadow of the bunker.

His dangerous guns lock the trajectory of the prey, preview, adjust, and re-pick--the thin protective suit is attached to the waist and shoulders because it is wet with sweat.

Single shot □ No trigger to trigger!

The unpredictable prey did not expect that the sorcerer would hide behind the low wall, but the two were too close and retreat.

The silver-white rescue capsule suddenly popped up.

"No. 300012 player Witch, kill: 1."

A chapter card pops up with the cabin. Almost everyone noticed this, the muscles of the sorcerer's tightening suddenly broke out, stepping out of the shadows -

The holy, flying light in the altar finally embraced the sorcerer, and the outline of the juvenile was gently traced in the gaps of light, as opposed to the horn angels suspended in the air.

Crowson show a guide: "Location, position!"

Numerous bullets suddenly came to the witch, and the youngsters did not fight after picking up the cards, and turned over to hide in the bunker. The left foot hook has already robbed the step/gun of the eliminated player, quickly removed the magazine and threw it into the backpack, and then sneaked back in a hidden posture.

The barrage boils again.

"Little witch, are you an angel!! Ah, you are a little angel, yes, yes!"

"This is the dynamic target seven rings? Little witch, don't lie to Ma Ma!!! Little witch ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

"The card is in hand, the bullet is also grabbed - but why I have to suffocate! The straight man said that the lens was a little handsome..."

The blood pigeon automatically filters the barrage and sweeps to the dynamic target seven rings mentioned by the audience: "Two and a half months, I have to say that the Witch players are making great progress," he said: "What should the teacher think?"

Xiang Xiangxiang smiled: "The road is very wild - although it is not obvious now, but I think, as long as he gives him time, he will become a very escaping player with personal combat characteristics. You see, he is using himself. The momentum to drive the lens."

If Witch is in the studio, he will definitely notice this sentence.

Two months ago, after the lens expressive course, the first thing that Wei Shi taught him was to use his own to drive the lens instead of being constrained by the lens.

Xiang Xiangxiang encouraged: "I think that Wu Wu can hit the champion again."

The blood pigeon smiles. This time, the card was more than five minutes, and he was very fascinating. He guided the gesture and turned the camera to the well.

Crowson show, "trial" card copy.

Behind the bunker, the sorcerer quickly looked at the cards in his hand.

Two small Akana, one is the "Holy Grail 6" that I have drawn, and the other is the "Sword a" that I just grabbed.

In the Tarot system, the small Akana is divided into four colors: the holy cup symbolizes gentleness and love, the sword is heroic and conflict, the scepter represents energy and opportunity, and the star is material and money.

The two cards are smooth and the same as the ones two weeks ago. Witches think about it, but still can't see the opportunity to use the card to "exchange fate."

He didn't spend too much time speculating, and he changed his hand to hide the card in the lining of the battle suit. The most important thing to put in front of him is the first copy of customs clearance, rather than the rules that can't touch the clues, the lengthy tips of witchcraft singing, and the gothic altar.

The sorcerer looked up from the bunker and suddenly had a stature.

The strenuous exercise just forced a thin layer of sweat, and it was slightly cool after drying. I wonder if it was his illusion. The temperature inside the copy was much lower than just before, just like suddenly entering the autumn.

Even the otherwise hot light is darker than it was just now, and the air is filled with a damp, rotten smell, like expressing a certain state -

death.

The witch's eyes suddenly changed.

There is something wrong with the copy environment.

In midair, the angel with the horn of the hand is cold and solemn, and no longer makes a sound after the player enters the door. On top of its head, the light source is almost annihilated at a speed visible to the naked eye. The view of the two-minute martial arts is dull. The air that could only be counted as "cold" is almost sturdy and sturdy.

The copy is cooling down sharply, and no one can support it for 10 minutes in an environment where the temperature drops to minus 20 degrees!

This is described in the Grand Akana Trial Card: "The day the horn is blown, the deceased will be redeemed and reborn."

But if the angel chooses to silence, the horn does not ring -

There is no rebirth, only death.

The witch's heartbeat suddenly increased.

At this time, the light was dimmed to the extreme, and the sorcerer subconsciously hugged the gun. When he exhaled, he quickly smouldered, and his arm even raised the goose bumps due to the sudden cooling, and the body gradually became stiff in the cold.

The hidden players in the field obviously have the same experience. The gunshots that originally belonged to the silence sounded again. Unlike the orderly point in a quarter of an hour, the bullet consumption speed increased sharply.

If there is no solution to cool down, the only way to crack the copy is to eliminate all other players -

At the moment before the outbreak of the melee, almost in the center of the dark copy, twenty lights suddenly lit up!

The lamp is long and narrow, standing still on the ground.

A moment of silence, followed by the players reacted. This is not a lamp, but a coffin that was originally ignored, shining in Yingying!

The eyes of the witch are suddenly bright.

The "judgment" board constantly reverberates in the mind, and all the drawing elements are finally snapped together.

"An angel blows the horn, and the dead man stands up from the coffin. All the sins are judged - the dead are reborn."

Death, corresponding to the indiscriminate attack caused by the rapid cooling in the copy;

The horn is redemption - when the horn sounds again, the indiscriminate attack ends, the player warms up from the coffin, "resurrection";

When the horn stops, the temperature drops again, the light dims, and the last cycle repeats – until the next horn sounds.

Then there is only one safe area to avoid indiscriminate attacks.

A limited number of "coffins" used to accommodate the "dead".

In the icy thorns, the sorcerer ran fast, and his gaze looked at the coffin closest to him from beginning to end.

At a moment close to the target, the warm heat rushed in, and the sorcerer finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He bet on it.

The sorcerer turned over and the coffin was about 28 degrees Celsius, and he was thawed almost instantly. At the same time, there was a buzzing sound from the right side of the 20 meters.

Obviously, he is not only one of the first to seize the opportunity.

The sorcerer had no time to take care of it and quickly set off the gun/gun to shoot out.

In the darkness, the juvenile eyes sharply picked up.

If the lens is cut on his body at this time, Xiang Xiang will once again think of the performance of the scorpion ambush. First step, step by step, his physical strength, shooting skills are not the most outstanding among the trainees, but they are absolute opportunists.

With only three seconds more warm-up advantage than the rest of the players, the sorcerer has quickly spread firepower. There are no two people who dare to approach the two coffins around the safe area.

The silver light flickers and the safe compartment pops up inside the copy.

Followed by the second and third...

The witch's face suddenly changed.

In the melee, 6 people were eliminated, only one was hit by him, and the rest were smashed by the owner of the coffin 20 meters away.

The same is the first opportunity to seize the opportunity, the two people's firepower area from the beginning of the potential power has been pulled to a great gap, the witch can almost conclude that the other party is not the same order of magnitude.

The level of firearms on the opposite side is at least above Zoe, and it may even be Wei Yan.

At this time, the horn finally sounded.

As the darkness recedes, the copy quickly picks up and the temperature rises to within acceptable limits.

The players climbed up from the coffin one by one, subconsciously looking at the sculpture suspended in midair, and the light poured down from the dome -

The scene in the copy finally coincides with the "trial" card.

Horn, redemption, new life.

At the same time, the vision of the witch is suddenly blurred because of the sudden brightening. Before seeing the opposite, the intuition is earlier. The biggest enemy in the copy is not cold, not indiscriminate attack, but 20 degrees away from him. The dangerous molecule of rice.

Witch did not hesitate to shoot, in the direction of memory!

When he was 20 meters away, Wei Wei made a slight meal and turned around.

In the headset, the red hair that is separated by seven or eight copies is still noisy: "Wang brother, defending the brother, can I lick this silver silk?" This person called me Crowson II. Stupid, I also said that my brother is a big stupid. I will secretly sneak a sneak peek, and I will never be discovered by the camera - you can't talk to you, defend your brother? Is your brother? Feeding?"

When Wei Wei closed the headset, the eyelids were slightly lifted.

He slid the top of the bomb, aiming at the opposite wing and daring to dare to slap the bunny with his own gun, and the metal parts made a crisp impact.

The author has something to say: Ah, haha, don’t want money, note to release here~

[Note] Tarot Card - Trial

In the trial card, the angels played the horn at the final judgment, and the people stood up and celebrated from their graves. A flag with a red cross on the white background is flying. Every man, woman, and child looks up at the spirit, because this is the way they return to God or the home of the Creator.

It can be seen that this is the idea of ​​Judgment Day in the Bible. The original procedure of the world is completely destroyed, and the angel rings his horn. The deceased is born again from the ground. It is necessary to understand that the card of judgment is the self-acceptance of the original acceptance of the error. Only a new life will come again.

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