After hearing Ji Yan, Zuo Yang's mouth twitched twice, and he couldn't help saying, "You're even more ruthless than White Chess."
"So you tricked us into coming here just to set us up?"
Ji Yan gave a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "In the Eerie Game, there have never been any teammates."
"I just wanted to survive myself. That's perfectly reasonable."
"Besides... if I survive, aside from my Term Talent, I'll also obtain this [Nightmare]. For the Black Chess lineup, that will be an absolute core trump card."
"Helping me is the task [Night Burial Maitreya] gave you in the first place, isn't it?"
Hao Xiao flicked off some ash and said calmly, "The three of us can't outtalk you."
"Just tell us. Where is [S]?"
Just as they brought up [S] here, Yan Ze and Ruan Xintang found Su He on the other side.
In the same dim office, Su He was in a corner, her body pierced by black, thin, pointed rods.
The rods had penetrated her body, but no blood flowed. Instead, horrifying black cracks spread across her.
"My signal should have been sent out nearly an hour ago..."
Su He raised her only intact eye and looked at them gloomily. "Are your feet really that useless?"
Yan Ze adjusted the frame of his gold-rimmed glasses. "You should be glad we managed to get in, rather than complaining."
"We don't know what happened in here, but you don't know what happened outside either."
Su He shifted her body slightly, and fragments of flesh fell from the cracked wounds. "For example?"
Ruan Xintang bit down on her lollipop and tugged at the pink backpack on her back. "A lot happened. In short, Balen died."
Su He replied indifferently, "Really? That's wonderful news."
Ruan Xintang had clearly