I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages Chapter 310: One bigger, one bigger!
September 30 at 10 am.
Lakeside Village Plaza.
In the crowd.
The elderly butler is explaining the game:
"Everyone is here to pursue the treasure left by Lord Weilan."
"May want to inherit the treasure."
"It takes courage, wisdom, insight, perseverance and a little luck."
"I can tell you that."
"This game of heirs has been played for decades, and so far only 3 people have become disciples of Lord Veran and have been able to march towards the monument left by the ancients."
"And for those who are eliminated during the game, I don't need to say more about the consequences, you should be clear in your hearts."
"I want to reiterate:"
"Before entering the game, most people have the right to quit the game, please bear this in mind, sometimes it is rational to do what is within your means."
Speak all of this in one breath.
Medog waited for a while.
He should be a psychic waiting to exit.
But the 36 looked determined.
No one wants to quit.
10 minutes later.
Mo Tuo snorted softly and announced in a calm voice:
"Then..."
"Everyone stepped forward to draw lots."
"A group of four, a total of nine groups."
"Members of the same group can get to know each other. At least in the first round of the game, you have common interests and do not conflict with each other."
Speaking.
He conjured up a fortune-teller.
36 people stepped forward one by one.
The lottery moves quickly.
No one is sloppy.
After the lottery was drawn, Roger looked down and saw that he was No. 11, a member of the third group in order.
He looks around.
Good guy.
The other members of the third group are quite personal:
……
The first is a young woman in a nurse's uniform, white fishnet stockings, and bright red lip gloss.
Her waist is exaggeratedly thin, and there is a madness between her frowns.
Roger swears.
I have never seen a similar outfit in a church hospital.
And from the breath of spiritism.
She's supposed to be from the Furnace Cult.
Same genre as my colleague at the original cup of evil.
……
The second is a young man with a dull expression.
He is carrying a giant doll.
Young people don't speak for themselves.
His doll kept making a loud taunting noise.
But most of the time.
The doll is mocking its owner:
"Oh, your hair is too long! I suspect you bought a wig to hide your tiny eyes with single eyelids!"
"You have such a flat chest, isn't it an honorable thing for people not to recognize your gender from your appearance?"
"What? Are you a man? Sorry, I think I'm a little more manly than you as a doll!"
Young people turn a blind eye to the sarcasm.
I guess I'm used to it.
On the other hand, other people often can't help but take a few more glances.
……
The third in the group is a confident muscular guy.
He looks sunny and cheerful.
It doesn't feel like a profession like a psychic who is active at night all the year round.
"Let's get to know each other, shall we?"
The muscular man smiled brightly, showing his white teeth.
"Not necessary."
The female nurse said with a smile:
"Your **** are too big, I don't like chatting with people bigger than mine."
Speaking.
She looked at the young man with the puppet:
"I'd like to have more conversations with this kid."
The young man did not speak.
Instead, the puppet sneered:
"As long as you eat fewer people, your bad breath will not be so bad."
The face of the female nurse suddenly changed.
The muscular man also showed a playful look.
Young people remain unmoved.
The three stood still for a while.
Suddenly.
The young man raised his head thoughtfully.
There is a look of doubt on his face:
"Shouldn't a group be 4 people?"
"Where's another team member?"
……
"How can a group of scumbags with less than 3 stars in combat be so embarrassed to pretend to be masters there?"
In the corner of the square.
Roger shook his head inwardly.
After a preliminary look.
He directly put an end to the three teammates' plans to greet each other.
The psychic is mostly nasty in character.
It's a hassle to communicate.
And a guy as easy to get along with as Ramwell is basically one in a million.
So now he's grabbing Lanwell and talking-
In fact, it can also be regarded as a cliché.
After all, he was wary of Lanwell.
"So..."
"Are you still not ready to quit?"
Roger asked.
"Have a try."
Lanwell said with a wry smile:
"I gave up without doing anything, I always felt a little unwilling."
Roger nodded, and now he talked about some irrelevant topics, and then the conversation changed:
"Mr. Medog just said that there were three people who stood out from the game in Lakeside Village and became Lord Weilan's disciples, so where are those three people now?"
Lanwell also showed confusion:
"I'm also puzzled by this."
"This is not mentioned in the historical sources I have read."
"But according to common sense, they may be repairing the sixth plank road?"
There is uncertainty in his tone.
Roger nodded thoughtfully.
He was about to ask one more question.
Lanwell said his goodbyes abruptly—Roger looked sideways and saw that it was his teammates who had come looking for him.
The two are now separated.
Roger also reluctantly met his teammates in the past.
It's been a while.
Medog in the center of the square said loudly:
"Let's go after the team is confirmed."
"The location of the first round of the game is north of Lakeside Village."
"At 5 o'clock in the evening, I will wait for you at the north of the Anxi Lake. Be careful, there may be impostors near the Anxi Lake. Try to travel with as many people as possible. ."
Say that.
The old man walked away with a cane.
Everyone is confused.
He hasn't revealed the content of the game yet, so he just left?
But for the mysterious undead.
People are still in awe.
People in the square begin to disperse.
Roger was one of the first to leave.
Different from other people looking for teammates with each other, or returning to makeshift huts.
After leaving the plaza.
Roger went directly to Hubei.
……
A moment later.
Roger arrived at the position that the old man said - the reason why it was so certain, because Medog himself was already guarding here.
Saw Roger appear.
The old man didn't look surprised either.
He just stood there quietly.
Like a statue.
Roger followed his gaze to the north.
In the thick fog.
The outline of a miniature castle can be roughly seen.
Nursery songs and nursery rhymes can be heard faintly from among the castles.
Not far away are sections of guardrails.
Inside the guardrail.
A small half-carousel facility is exposed.
A series of flickering lights looks so eerie even in the White Tower.
"Playground?"
"This is the first level of the game?"
Roger couldn't help asking.
Medog didn't answer him.
On the contrary, there was a laughter from the fog:
"Yeah..."
"Are you here to play games with me?"
On top of the carousel.
I don't know when there is a clown with a painted face.
The joker's mouth was about to split open.
His tone sounded very sincere and innocent.
It's just the giant chainsaw dragging my eyelids!
……
"Hint: You encountered a demon clown"
……
"Your inspiration has been suppressed, and your mood has become restless"
……
"Your fear value +1 (currently 2, base value 1 (from unknown))"
……
"Warning: When your fear value exceeds 3, your body and mind will be destroyed, and all major attributes will be weakened;
If the fear value exceeds 5, you will lose most of your fighting spirit, leaving only the instinct to survive or escape;
Fear over 7 and you'll be completely insane.
……
Note: You can reduce fear by watching striptease or taking addictive drugs"
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"Gan!"
"I am a man who is 100% fear-resistant and scared by a clown!"
"What a shame!"
"Can't you give me two more months!"
Roger looked at the unsealing date of the first layer of the seal, and couldn't help itching his teeth, feeling that he couldn't make it out.
Fortunately, the clown soon disappeared above the carousel.
Muffled laughter came from the thick fog.
Roger has an idea.
Then turned away from looking at the playground.
Most of the day passed by Roger's blank stare at the lake.
……
Evening hours.
The crowd gathered outside the playground.
When they saw the broken guardrail and the merry-go-round showing the tip of the iceberg.
Everyone knows the real location of the first level!
Sure enough.
But I heard Mo Tuo say:
"After a while, the group will take turns entering the playground enclosed by the barrier and fog."
"In the playground, there are undead aliens lingering."
"It can be revealed that these undead aliens are very powerful, and any attempt to confront them head-on would be foolish!"
"You must find a way to survive the hunt of undead foreign objects, and find a way to find clues hidden inside the playground. After deciphering the relevant clues, you will get the coordinates of the portal."
"After 1 hour, the portal to the outside of the playground will open, and the one who leaves alive is the winner."
"The winner moves on to the next round."
"Now."
"The first group, come in!"
The voice falls.
The cane in Mo Tuo's hand tapped the ground hard.
Silently.
An emerald green light illuminates the lakeside.
A small teleportation formation appeared in front of everyone.
The first group of four looked at each other.
In the end, it took turns to rush in with gritted teeth!
The rest are separated by guardrails and fog.
I did my best to observe the movement inside.
……
So did three other members of Roger's group.
They cling to the guardrail.
I can't wait to get my head in.
The female nurse turned over and sat on the guardrail recklessly. Seeing that Mo Tuo didn't stop her, her thighs swayed and caught the eyes of the men present.
"I said..."
She just said it here.
The harsh sound of a chainsaw suddenly sounded—
"I got you!"
Sharp laughter broke out.
A clown with a painted face and a padded coat suddenly rushes out of the fog!
The female nurse screamed.
Before she could get out, the sound of the chainsaw sounded—
When everyone pulled her body away from the guardrail.
Her thighs have been sawed off below the knee!
In the guardrail.
The clown held the two legs wrapped in stockings and showed a happy smile:
"Oops, I caught the wrong person, I'm so sorry."
"But..."
"It's only a matter of time, isn't it? Welcome to my playground, beautiful lady, it's your turn soon, and I'll be sure to give you a special treat..."
Speaking.
The smile on his face suddenly disappeared:
"So soon someone found a clue?"
"Damn it!"
Speaking.
He drags the chainsaw into the thick fog.
……
Outside the guardrail.
Everyone was in shock.
The female nurse looked at her blood-stained knee with a pained, pale face.
There are many malicious eyes floating around.
"It's too late to apply for opt-out."
Motuo reminded me rarely.
"No!"
Unexpectedly.
The female nurse simply used psychic magic to bandage the wound.
She whispered something to the muscular man.
There should be some kind of agreement between the two parties.
Final.
The muscular man carries the female nurse on his back.
It looks like the two of them plan to enter the playground just like that.
The rest showed a playful look.
It didn't take long for them to gossip.
A series of screams came from the playground where the lights were on and off!
Then a 'bang bang bang' explosion.
The strong smell of blood irritated everyone's nose and mouth.
Demon-like laughter looms.
Outside the guardrail.
Medog announced calmly:
"Second group."
The crowd looked at him in disbelief.
The expression on the old butler's face did not change.
"Quick!"
"Second Team!"
Mo Tuo urged.
The four people in the second group looked at each other for a while, and one of them said:
"I abstain!"
Roger looked at him with some surprise.
That man is Ranwell!
Lanwell looked as white as a piece of paper, and didn't know if he was explaining his cowardice or talking to himself:
"I didn't know this was going to happen."
"I'm not ready to..."
"Yes." Mo Tuo said blankly: "Where are the rest?"
With Ramwell taking the lead.
In the second group, another little girl chose to give up.
As such.
There are only two people left in this group.
Looking at the second group of two people who gritted their teeth and insisted, Motuo said naturally:
"You two join the third group."
"Let's go in together."
"But don't be too careless. The more people there are, the higher the number and level of undead foreign objects."
This statement comes out.
The third group seemed a little caught off guard.
Especially the muscular male and female nurses.
The expressions on their faces are full of surprise.
But no matter how unexpected they are.
At the urging of Motuo.
Or abstain.
Or go in.
In the end, a group of six people walked to the portal at the same time.
Whoosh!
White light flashes.
The scene before the six people changed slightly.
The sweet sound of nursery rhymes comes from a distant merry-go-round.
Roger notices.
On his left is a roller coaster platform.
On the right is a circus-like tent.
Ahead is an arch bridge.
In the back is the playground guardrail.
A powerful psychic enchantment is attached to it.
I haven't waited for everyone to get used to the changing scene.
In the mist.
The clown with the chainsaw has already walked over with heavy footsteps!
Everyone is on guard.
And just about 20 meters away from the crowd.
The Joker suddenly puts down the chainsaw.
He covered his eyes with his hands and began to count:
"30, 29, 28..."
See this scene.
Everyone was stunned.
A middle-aged man in the second group took the lead:
"He's going to play hide-and-seek with us!"
"Let's hide!"
Heard this.
The rest nodded in unison.
They begin to run away.
Only on the run.
They suddenly noticed someone standing still!
"Nervous!"
"What are you wearing?"
"A free life!"
Look at Roger standing there.
The other five sneered disdainfully in their hearts.
At the moment they speed up their escape.
Don't go to see that arrogant young man again.
……
The center of the playground, the origin of the teleportation.
"10.9.8..."
The clown is still counting.
Suddenly.
A gust of wind blows.
Joker released his hands in dismay and raised his head——
That moment.
He was astonished to see a giant chainsaw stabbed into his body!
He stole my chainsaw?
The Joker thought blankly.
But soon.
He realized that wasn't the case.
The size of the chainsaw in Roger's hand is much bigger than the one in his hand!
What's going on here?
Joker's head is full of doubts.
Right now.
"Zizz!"
The giant chainsaw made a terrifying sound.
In the crumbling gaze of the Joker.
Roger sawed him in half with the Sandy in his hand!
"I don't like you so much."
He couldn't help but snort at the corpse on the ground.
……
"You killed a demon clown"
……
"History panel: Your health has received a slight boost"
……
"The World Panel: Your Digestive Power Has Been Slightly Improved"
……
"Huh? Attributes are okay."
Roger remembers it well.
He now has 700 chewing ability.
If you add the "digestion + absorption" ability.
Then there will be nothing in the world that he can't eat!
For now, though, he's focused on the playground.
Intuition tells him.
There can't be only one undead alien in this place.
So he swaggered into the fog with an oversized chainsaw.
……
Outside the playground.
A scream came from the depths of the thick fog.
The fourth group looked uneasy.
They took a step forward, puffing up at each other.
Who knew it was stopped by Mo Tuo with a look of disgust.
"Not dead yet."
Mo Tuo said coldly.
The fourth group was slightly taken aback:
"The voice just now was...?"
Motuo was silent.
After a while.
He said with a sneer:
"Someone opened the demon gate."
"Difficulty increased."
"Hehe..."
"I'm going to see who the hapless one is!"
Speaking.
He walks to an abandoned street sign outside the guardrail.
Medog touched the street sign lightly with the tip of his cane.
dududu~
The surface of the street sign trembled like a ripple.
Not long.
A terrifying picture appeared in front of everyone!
But see a corner of the playground.
Hundreds of demon clowns with chainsaws are there!
And surrounded by them.
A really lonely guy!
"Can you zoom in a bit?"
Someone suggested ~IndoMTL.com~ Yeah, how do I see that guy also has a chainsaw in his hand? "
Someone else said that.
Mo Tuo gave them a bad look.
Still he complied with their advice.
After a light touch of the cane.
The screen starts zooming in and zooming in again.
And along with this process.
The expressions of the onlookers began to stiffen and stiffen again!
……
"Bigger!"
"Bigger!"
"Aren't you a universal soap? My brother has no other requirements for you, just be big!"
In the playground.
Confront the hundreds of demonic clowns.
Roger said excitedly to Sandy in his hand.
"Does it get any bigger, Master?"
"Woooooooo."
"I'm afraid."
Sandy's voice was full of trembling.
Roger looked down at the two-meter-long chainsaw in his hand, and said rightly:
"Of course it's big!"
"It's even bigger!"
"Who said they were the only ones who could bluff with chainsaws?"
"The only way to deal with fear is to become fear!"
"Come on, Sandy!"
"Grow me up fast!"
The voice falls.
Roger swung the three-meter chainsaw into the crowd of clowns!
For a while.
Blood and blood.
Screams aloud.
……
"Hint: Your Fear Score -1"
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"Intimidating Feedback: You perceive a demon clown's fear score +1"
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"You perceive the undead Medog's fear value +1"
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"You perceive Psychic XXX's fear value +1"
……
"Huh? Someone peeping?"
Roger, who was stabbing people wildly with an oversized chainsaw, frowned slightly.
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