220: Chapter 220: Werewolf Game (Part 21)

It looked like it was about to strike Little Witch on the ground.

Hu Yuan, standing to the side, clenched his fists.

Was he really going to kill her?

Wang Ming's attack missed, and Little Witch, who had been on the ground, was kicked to the other side by Qianye.

Qianye let her glare at her.

The next second, she bent down and stared at her with a cryptic smile.

"You thought I would let him attack you?"

Qianye successfully saw her expression change.

Hmm, she felt even happier now.

"You, what do you know!"

Little Witch wished she could kill her with a glare.

Kill her!

Kill her!

"Boss, watch out!"

With a "bang."

The surroundings went quiet.

He hadn't expected Wang Ming to turn around and attack Boss after missing his initial strike.

How dared he!

He didn't usually seem like such a confused person.

Why was he acting so foolishly now!

What good would killing Boss do!

Could it be that he knew they belonged to different factions and decided to strike first?

This was the only explanation Hu Yuan could think of.

However, that didn't seem right either...

Most of the time, it was just him and Boss together.

Even now, he still didn't know Boss's identity.

How could Wang Ming possibly know!

What happened the next instant made Hu Yuan even more confused.

He saw the tip of an umbrella embedded in Little Witch's abdomen.

Black, unknown liquid was continuously flowing out.

It looked somewhat disgusting.

However...

Little Witch was not human!

This point was very clear.

The more Hu Yuan watched, the less he understood what Boss was trying to do.

Wasn't Wang Ming trying to kill her? Yet, she had turned around and injured Little Witch.

"Ahhh, you really deserve to die."

"Damn it."

"You discovered this too!"

"How is that possible!"

Little Witch was furious.

Black markings appeared and disappeared on her face.

It was only then that Hu Yuan noticed black markings had also appeared on Wang Ming's face.

Now, the truth was out.

This—this Little Witch could actually control players!

Ah!

Thinking about it carefully.

Hu Yuan looked at the group of players outside.

How many of them had been controlled by her?

Or was it just Wang Ming alone?

"I think it would be better if everyone stated their identities."

Boss must have discovered some major clue.

But for some reason, she wouldn't share it.

Sigh.

Hu Yuan sighed.

He could only rely on guessing.

"What clue did you find?"

"If you share it, we can all discuss a solution."

Hu Yuan: ...

What major clue did he have?

Oh, right.

Hu Yuan recounted the incident where he had fallen into the illusion in detail.

"Also, our time has been reset."

"If we don't clear the level quickly and it gets reset again, we might not be able to remember what happened before."

"Time reset?"

"How is that possible?"

The players looked at each other.

Their eyes were filled with confusion.

They truly didn't feel it at all; recalling everything that had happened between them, there were no omissions, no dislocations.

How could that be.

Hu Yuan stared at the expressions on their faces.

Disappointment flashed in his eyes.

As expected.

They didn't believe him.

"Heh."

Qianye listened to the noisy sounds outside.

Sometimes humans looked extremely cute.

Sometimes they were so disgusting.

Oh well.

No gold is pure, and no one is perfect.

Qianye threw a small object over, which happened to hit Hu Yuan.

Hu Yuan caught it subconsciously.

Eleven notebooks.

The handwriting on them was somewhat blurry.

Hu Yuan glanced at Qianye, then looked at the clue in his hand.

Did Boss mean for him to share it?

"Ahem, there are clues here; we can share them."

Hu Yuan walked toward the players with the notebooks.

The group looked at him with suspicious or curious gazes as he opened the notebooks.

Almost half an hour later, the players finally came back to their senses from the notes.

Someone opened their mouth.

"So, this is all a scam."

The villagers here were deceived.

They were tricked into raising a Great Witch.