CHAPTER 307: CHAPTER 307: BLOODY NIGHT

Sumeru within a mustard seed.

This phrase comes from the Buddhist scripture, "The Unthinkable Chapter of the Vimalakirti Sutra," meaning that a vast Sumeru Mountain can be contained within a mustard seed as small as to be invisible to the naked eye.

Carved on this bracelet, it speaks volumes.

A storage bracelet?

Baiyu attempted to infuse it with Blood Qi.

At first, he encountered some resistance, but as he increased the intensity, the Blood Qi pierced through the bracelet’s inherent protective membrane easily, reaching inside the bracelet.

The small jade stones on the entire bracelet lit up one by one.

Inside were various shadows.

"Spirit Crystals, currency, and some miscellaneous items. Oh, it seems there are many medicinal pills as well."

Each jade stone on the bracelet seemed to be able to store one type of item. The area within the jade stone wasn’t large, squarish, with very limited storage space.

Also, it appeared that each jade stone could only store items of the same category.

The bracelet had nine jade stones, with five lit up. Baiyu continued to input Blood Qi, directing it through the bracelet towards the longbow on the ground.

Very soon.

A jade stone on the bracelet glowed with a hazy light, and the longbow on the ground gradually shrunk, being absorbed into it.

"Amazing!"

Baiyu couldn’t understand the operating principle behind it.

But he knew it definitely involved a high level of technology, something beyond his current comprehension.

And didn’t Erza mention that with the current technological capability, storage items couldn’t be made; all storage items were relics obtained from ruins, remnants of ancient civilization?

"Cang Yan, do you know the principle behind the construction of such storage items?"

"Hmm, it should be related to space. You see, can’t deities create a Divine Country of their own? This kind of small storage space might be..."

"Never mind, if you don’t know, don’t say. The moment this hamster opens its mouth, you know it’s full of bluff, unreliable."

Baiyu explored the space within the bracelet and, apart from the ordinary medicinal pills, there was actually a Longevity Pill.

Judging by the quality of this pill, it seemed similar to his own ten-year Longevity Pill.

This was indeed a pleasant surprise.

It appeared Mo Yue previously succeeded in hunting down other players, and this Longevity Pill was the reward.

However, what puzzled Baiyu was why, after killing Mo Yue, he hadn’t received a Longevity Pill like he did when he killed the last werewolf.

Could it be that Mo Yue wasn’t dead?

Baiyu kept this in mind, as the other party had mentioned possessing magical items that could leave the ancient castle, which might be true.

...

He put away the two medicinal pills.

Amidst the chaotic scene, Baiyu set his sights on the fountain in the distance.

A phantom of a little girl sat upon it, softly sobbing.

Having the experience from last time, Baiyu walked to the front of the fountain.

As long as he didn’t sit in the exact spot where the little girl sat, overlapping with her phantom, he wouldn’t enter her Illusion Realm.

No matter what, he should first get the key.

This time, the armored person was blue.

Clad in blue armor, it was swiftly slain by Baiyu. The opponent’s headless armored body groped about the ground, trying to reattach its head.

These armored figures were undead.

But they were quite weak.

Even a Tier Nine Martial Artist could handle them with care.

The blue key was obtained.

Now, in Baiyu’s possession, he had black, white, green, and blue keys. If opening the door required seven keys in total, there were still three left.

Presumably red, yellow, purple.

"This phantom..."

Baiyu hesitated.

He was debating whether to risk himself.

Already certain of the danger, continuing forward would be sheer stubbornness.

Even though there might be opportunities hidden inside.

But his life was clearly more important than any of those.

With a suave turn, Baiyu prepared to search for the whereabouts of the other keys, but after taking only a few steps, he felt a cold, clammy sensation tugging at his palm.

Turning to look.

The phantom of the little girl was holding his hand, with big tears rolling down her lively eyes. She uttered in a soft, weak voice, "Don’t go..."

Baiyu felt his Pollution Level jump up several points instantaneously.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Stay here, don’t move. I’ll go buy some oranges."

"Really?"

"Uh..."

Baiyu hadn’t answered when he felt a slight dizziness wash over his spirit, and then his surroundings rapidly shattered, with warm candlelight shining through.

Back in the hall!

This indicated that players from the good faction had died at the hands of the werewolf.

The previous night could truly be described as a bloody massacre, a night of nightmares for the werewolves.

The wolf team initially held a great advantage but suddenly lost two members, forcing the remaining two to act recklessly, resorting to unconventional tactics.

So when Baiyu regained his vision.

Seeing the number of people in the hall, an ominous feeling shot through his heart.

Excluding the player who died the previous night, if no one else had died, there should be eleven people.

Then the werewolf would have killed one more that night.

Therefore, there should be a total of ten people in the hall.

However, including Baiyu, there were only six people in the hall!

Which meant.

Just one night, five people had died.

Baiyu had killed two werewolves, and the remaining three might have been victims of the werewolves’ actions.

Of course, it’s possible that Duan Yiren poisoned one with elixirs, or someone accidentally died in the ancient castle, such as by the little girl’s phantom, etc.

However.

No matter what, the situation was extremely unfavorable now.

With two werewolves left, killing them as Baiyu had done before was no longer realistic. As long as they stuck together, they’d eliminate everyone they saw.

The only way to kill a werewolf was through daytime public voting.

Among the six present.

Aside from Duan Yiren and the Prophet who previously pointed out the woman from the Demon Race, who were relatively confirmed as good guys, the other three...

Concealed two werewolves.

Of course.

Even the Prophet might not truly be the Prophet.

The situation here was incredibly complex.

Possibly, the Prophet and the woman from the Demon Race were both werewolves, or perhaps one of them was a werewolf and the other a good person, but they knew each other.

More likely, they were both good guys, working to protect each other to avoid being voted out first...

The layers of the game here were intricate.

Many times.

You might think you’re on the third layer, while others are on the first. But they might really be on the fifth layer, with you on the negative first...

Even Duan Yiren couldn’t be completely trusted.

The other party was sent by the Third Prince to assist and monitor him, and their true motives were unknown.

The hall was eerily quiet.

Clearly, the death of five people overnight left everyone in a state of complete bewilderment.

Even the Prophet was dead.

"Everyone, let’s first summarize the information. My Identity Card is of the Witch; last night, I poisoned the person who claimed to be the Prophet."

At this moment.

Duan Yiren stepped forward, revealing her identity.

She possessed the most information among the good faction, and it was crucial for her to step up and lead.

Because if they got today’s public vote wrong.

The good faction might collapse completely.