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Chapter two hundred dead

Wei Huo carefully sensed the surroundings that all the chips behind the prisoners on the platform had been removed. At this moment, several cameras located in this huge space were monitored.

The camera is just what Wei Hu and others call it. In fact, this thing like a camera is not like a camera at all. They are invisible and physically hidden in the air, can appear in any corner, can move around, and are more like an invisible eyeball.

At this moment, it seemed that I saw the prisoners on the platform through this magical camera. The voice suddenly became a little puzzled: "Why are there thirteen people? Those guys made such low-level mistakes again? Forget it, it's all the same anyway."

A group of prisoners frowned. In fact, since they saw the twelve roads connecting this platform, they had already guessed something. The twelve roads correspond to the twelve people, but at this time there was one more person, which meant that one person was not qualified to "get on the road"!

The voice came out: "Now the rules of the game are announced. You have seen that there are twelve roads connecting the platform, but only six of these twelve roads are real roads, and six are fake roads. If anyone chooses a fake road, the fake road will collapse, and that person will also fall into the magma. Although the real road can lead to the next level, it can only be passed by one person."

A prisoner shouted out loud: "But we have thirteen people! So was there something wrong?"

The cold voice came out: "So what if you make a mistake? Which of you is not a scum who deserves to die? It is the greatest forgiveness to make you live, not to mention that if you pass the final level, you will not only be free, but also receive 1 billion magma coins and a new identity."

The voice said here, and the other prisoners were silent, but some were sneering, as if they had thought of some solutions to the current level.

Wei Huo had already understood this. This is a death game. He concentrated all the death row prisoners here, gave them a huge temptation, and then let them pass the levels continuously. The camera will spread the situation here to another place in real time and let those people watch it. The people who watched these death games must be the top leaders in the volcano and the real controllers of this city.

The three views of underwater people in this underwater world are completely different from those of land people. Here, if you have no money, just take one more step, take one more breath of air, and say one more word, you will be arrested.

These unforgivable prisoners can gain freedom and money through this method. After all, no matter what world, era, or population, they are based on the precepts of the weak.

It just turns the pursuit of strength into the pursuit of money and power, and there is no difference in essence.

Wei Huo remembered the momentum field he sensed before. It seemed that someone had burst out potential under this threat of life and death and had made an epic!

In this way, the game cage under the magma can continue to increase the number of strong men under the sea.

But why did the undersea people gather like this? Could it be that they are preparing troops and then challenging a stronger enemy?

This information cannot be bought with money, and the undersea people will not be so stupid. Put all the knowledge in the knowledge sales center. If you look at it this way, the so-called refining water is not considered the biggest secret of the undersea people.

Wei Huo continued to hide himself, and his intuition told him that the people under the sea were preparing for the more powerful enemies. Even though they had more than 300 legendary levels, they still felt that it was not enough, so they used various methods to cultivate new strong men.

At this time, the strong prisoner asked before: "I said, the game can start, right? I can't wait!"

A cold voice came out: "The game has begun, start your escape, scumbags!"

This man seemed to be very dissatisfied with the prisoners and kept talking about scumbags, but even he had to admit that these scumbags can often burst out with powerful potential.

At this time, the strong prisoner suddenly grabbed the neck of a thin prisoner, and he said coldly: "You seemed to have a resentful expression to me before. Do you think I still hold back on you and wait for you to stab me in the back?"

The captured prisoner struggled and said, "Tangke, you can't kill me. If you kill me, you will die!"

Tang Ke grabbed the thin prisoner and walked to one of the roads connecting the cube platform. He said, "Of course I won't kill you, but if you want to survive, you must help me find out the way."

These twelve roads were paved on the magma, and the scorching temperature kept baking everyone. They only had one prisoner's uniform. Although they were all rare and very heat-resistant undersea people, they would die of dehydration if they continued.

Six of these twelve roads are true and six are false. If you go wrong, you will fall into the magma. The real road can only accommodate one person.

After the prisoners heard the rules clearly, most of the people present immediately came up with a solution to let other prisoners explore the way, give up the fake way, and walk by themselves.

"This is a great opportunity." Tang Ke said, "If you are lucky enough to find out the real path, then I will let you go. In this way, you have at least five-in-one chance to choose the real path, and then you will survive."

The prisoner who was caught could not break free. Although he was both rare, he was also divided into strength and weakness. He was obviously the weaker type of person. After struggling for a while, he suddenly stopped struggling. He said, "Since that's the case, can I let myself choose? I am still very confident in my luck."

Tang Ke grabbed his neck but didn't pinch it hard. He said, "I want to play tricks? It's okay to let you choose, but I won't let it go. You choose, and I'll take you on that road if you choose!"

The thin prisoner did not struggle, and pointed to a road to the left: "Just that!"

Tang Ke sneered: "This is just a delay in time!"

He walked over, held the thin prisoner in front, and placed the prisoner on the road covered with magma, but at this moment, the thin prisoner's neck suddenly became extremely soft and his head became as small as his fist. Then, he slid down from Donk's hand and stepped on the road. At the same time, he shouted: "A half probability, bet!"

After saying that, the thin prisoner rushed forward again and escaped Tangke's attack range at a speed that was impossible to achieve at a rare level.

Tang Ke seemed to want to chase him, but the thin prisoner sneered: "Tang Ke, do you want to die with me? Only one person is allowed to set foot on this road!"

Tang Ke's face became extremely ugly. He could not have thought that the thin prisoner would have the trick of shrinking his bones, and even his skull could shrink. Could it be that his brain was only as small as his fist?

However, at this moment, the thin prisoner's head suddenly separated from his body and fell into the magma. The corpse had no head control and finally fell into the magma.

Accompanied by the sound of "Ziz", a burnt smell came over.

Everyone was extremely surprised: "Die? Who made the move?"

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