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Chapter 17 The Third Party

In a sparsely-wooded pine forest, a thin young man sat sideways under a thick pine tree. His head tilted slightly, pressing against the trunk, as if someone who had been tired for a long time was resting on the pine tree for a while.

However, his face facing everyone showed a pale bloodless color, purple lips and dull eyes, all of which meant that the breath of life had left this young man.

"Carmen!" John knelt in front of his companion with a little sob. Compared to the handsome Allen, he had a better relationship with Carmen.

In fact, Carmen, who is easy-going and humorous, has a good relationship with each of them, and is the lubricant among the five of them. It is precisely because of Carmen that John, who is irritable, can spend so long with Alan, who is a bit arrogant, without going his own way.

Looking at Carmen's body, Allen and others fell into silence for a long time.

Although the death of the mother and daughter and the elderly couple had reminded them of their current situation all the time, they only felt the pain when death really came to the heads of the five people. In addition to the sadness of the rabbit and the fox, the deeper fear made them breathless.

Now it's Carmen, who will be the next one?

"Listen to you, monster, I will slaughter you, slaughter you like a chicken, do you know, wait for me!" John suddenly stood up and shouted excitedly around the pine forest.

"Bang bang bang!" He raised his hand and shot three shots with the Colt python without any target.

"Crack!" A bullet from the Colt python shot a pine branch above Natasha's head, and the pine branch about two meters long smashed heavily.

"Hmm?!" As the pine branches fell down, Qin Lun's right eye opened and closed, the silver-white clock face flashed away. A rusty iron nail on the pine branches entered his perceptual vision.

The nail cap of this iron nail embedded in the branch has been rusted and broken. The current section of the section is probably not much blunt than the nail tip. When it falls down, it just aims at Natasha's sky spirit cover.

It was probably left by a forest ranger in the past, perhaps for a banner, or for other unknown purposes. Anyway, after the work was over, he did not pull out the iron nail.

Qin Lun's hamstrings jumped hard, but when he observed the fat man three meters behind Natasha, he forced himself to endure his instinct and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Be careful!" Natasha only heard a loud shout behind her, and she felt her body soaring into the air.

The next moment, a huge black shadow blocked the sky above and pressed heavily on her.

"Ah~" Natasha couldn't help screaming, feeling that the bones on her body were crushed. The little biscuits and mineral water she had ate in the morning rushed to her throat from her stomach.

"What are you doing, a bastard? It's just a branch. Do you know that a branch?" John didn't feel like he was in trouble. He angrily grabbed the fat man's collar and picked him up from the ground, saying sarcastically, "It's not as much as one tenth of your weight..."

Donald lowered his head and didn't say anything. No one could see what his expression was on his face, so he just let John grab him.

"Natasha, are you okay?" When John scolded Donald, Allen checked Natasha's situation with concern.

However, the girl seemed to have no

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) I heard my boyfriend's greeting, just staring at the thick branch in a daze, and it seemed that she had discovered the rusty iron nails on it.

Natasha's face turned white in an instant, her lips trembled into Allen's arms, and she pointed to the iron nails on the branches.

"Nothing is there, just a small nail, your luck won't be..." Natasha's abnormality quickly attracted the attention of others. John also noticed the iron nail, and then his voice became smaller and smaller, his face slowly began to turn blue, and he unconsciously let go of Donald's collar.

He may have a better muscle than his brain, but he is not a fool either. With that mysterious force keeping his eyes on it, they obviously have no luck. It can even be said that the probability of unlucky being the first one in a billion will become one hundred percent on them.

If the fat man hadn't pushed Natasha away, they would have another companion who died in an extremely unexpected situation, and he killed it with his own hands.

"I...I didn't mean it..." John squatted down slowly, covering his head. For the first time in his life, he felt chills all over his body, and a chill rushed straight from his tail spine. He had never felt this way before, even when he saw Carmen's body just now, the first feeling that surged in his heart was just anger.

Alan was also staring at the nails on the branches in a daze. He suddenly realized that when Natasha was in danger, he did not have the previous precognitive hallucinations...

Qin Lun silently swept the expressions on everyone's faces, and felt the pleasure of taking drugs in his heart.

Their fear, confusion, regret, depression... all fell into his eyes, making him feel that the human heart was so novel and interesting.

At the same time, Qin Lun's thinking was also moving rapidly under the influence of adrenal hormones. The more frequently the mysterious power appeared, the deeper his understanding of it.

At least, Natasha's distress this time gave him another piece of information...

Originally he believed that the mysterious force could not manipulate intelligent creatures in any form, but now it seems that this idea is biased.

John's three shots just now were too coincidental. If he was really not affected by mysterious power, he would never have shot the branches. At the same time, this accident could not be calculated in advance, so the big guy must have been affected just now.

This shows that the mysterious power can indirectly affect intelligent creatures' behavior when their emotions are almost out of control. As for why it is indirect, it is very simple. John did not shoot Natasha directly.

"Allen, you just..." Suddenly, Qin Lun remembered something again and turned to Allen and asked.

"I didn't have any precognitive hallucinations just now!" Before Qin Lun finished speaking, Allen knew what he wanted to ask, and replied with a dark face, letting everyone hear it, and their hearts sank again.

As expected, I think I know why that mysterious force attracted all the targets to Arcadia.

Qin Lun lowered his head slightly, and showed a cold smile from an angle that everyone could not observe.

Every time that mysterious power appears, it is always accompanied by death, and it is regarded as a game of death for the time being.

If the Reincarnation and the Apostle did not intervene in this world, then for ordinary people, even those with talented and premonitional illusions like Alan, it would be difficult for them to truly escape the game of the Death God in the end.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) However, the Reincarnation and the Apostles are here after all, and there are still a lot of them, which is beyond the control of the Death Game. The Reincarnation and the Apostles are far beyond the physical qualities of ordinary people and can allow them to escape their lives in many desperate situations.

If you don’t want to really attract the attention of the world, the god of death will not be able to target these people again and again. After all, no matter how many coincidental incidents are, they will inevitably attract the attention of those who are interested if they are too many times.

Since the number of accidents and damage can no longer be increased, we can only strengthen the design from a technical perspective to make the trap more exquisite and difficult to detect.

But before doing this, someone in Allen's team must first be marginalized, that is Allen himself, and no matter how exquisite the design is, it cannot stop the illusion of premonition.

Before Natasha was in danger, Qin Lun didn't know what the God of Death would do. Now he roughly guessed how the God of Death invalidated Allen's foresight, which was also the main purpose of the God of Death to attract them to Arcadia.

Qin Lun speculated that Allen's prediction only targets some causal laws that are distorted by death, but cannot see the normal causal laws. Otherwise, he would not only foresee the process of the death game, but should foresee all types of future scenes.

Since Allen can only foresee the distorted law of cause and effect of death, what will happen if the cause and effect of some other mysterious powers are mixed in it?

That's what Death did. The attack on Natasha just now might be a test. It turns out that He succeeded!

Carmen's death and John's anger had nothing to do with the game of death, and it would have interfered with Allen's foreseeable hallucinations. If Donald hadn't taken action in time, Natasha would have died just now.

"Everyone cheer up, isn't Natasha okay?" Just as Qin Lun was thinking, the fat man who was just hero suddenly clapped his hands and smiled reluctantly, "What's more, we have other things to do, at least don't leave Carmen alone."

John, who was squatting on the ground, stood up slowly, took off his coat, and walked towards Carmen with a blank expression. The fat man's words touched him, and no matter what, he didn't want to see his friend die with his eyes closed.

"Boom!" However, just as John reached out to close Carmen's eyes, the corpse's head rolled off his neck, scaring John suddenly stood up and widened his eyes.

When Allen and others saw Carmen before, there was a hole in front of his chest as big as a bowl, and some of his ribs were shattered, and some of his internal organs were taken out, as if he was dug up by some powerful monster, which was in line with the characteristics of the fjord monster.

But Carmen, who was leaning against the tree trunk, vomited a lot of blood in his mouth, covering his chin, his neck to the upper body of his chest, and no wounds on his neck were noticed.

But now John pulled the body and fell off his head, everyone realized that his real cause of death was probably not because of the wound on his chest, but because of the sharp knife and axe.

"What happened to him? Did the fjord monster really kill him?" Everyone looked at Carmen's smooth and neat cross section of his neck, and they were confused for a moment.

"It's very interesting, it's getting more and more interesting!" Qin Lun's eyes became more and more powerful, and he almost suppressed himself, so he controlled himself not to laugh excitedly. "The Reincarnation and the Apostle obviously would not do such things, so that is to say... there is still a third mysterious power in Arcadia..."
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