Four people were dead, and four blade cages had vanished as well, from right 1 to right 4, disappearing one after another.
Only four blade cages remained, and the real blade was hidden among them.
The Prophet was also among the remaining four players.
The atmosphere on the scene was a bit tense.
Undeniably, the one currently in control was the monk Wu Xiang—he possessed the greatest physical power.
However, even Wu Xiang didn't dare to kill indiscriminately. If the next two people he killed were wrong, he'd have to gamble with the last remaining prophet.
Though even if it came down to just two people, he could still use torture at the last moment to force a confession.
According to the rules, it wasn't said that torture was forbidden, right?
As long as the last person had one breath left, the final blade cage would still exist.
Yu Tu touched the grenades in his hand—two left, plus a pistol he hadn't shown yet, with only three bullets.
How to deal with Wu Xiang was Yu Tu's biggest problem moving forward—or rather, everyone's.
"Amitabha. Nangong Miaomiao, I think we can have a nice little chat."
Wu Xiang's first target was Nangong Miaomiao because both Yu Tu and Banana Man had been verified by the now-deceased Lian'er.
"Hehehe, old monk, what's there to talk about now?"
"According to the results of Lian'er's verification before her death, Banana and Tiezhu are not the Prophet. So that leaves just one possible suspect—doesn't that mean it's you?"
Nangong Miaomiao lifted the rifle in her hands and pointed it at Wu Xiang.
"What about you? Old monk!"
"This humble monk is definitely not the Prophet."
"How do we know you're not? Just because you say you're not, does that make it true?"
Wu Xiang stood up straight, thumped his eyebrow-height staff on the ground, and smiled confidently. "Yes. If I say I'm not, then I'm not!"
"Banana, Tiezhu, you both saw that? I say we join forces and get rid of the old monk first. If it's just you and him left at the end, he could easily beat you down and drag you to the real blade cage."
"Hahahaha! Nangong Miaomiao, you're quite right. But there's one thing you're wrong about—even if the three of you came at me together, I could still beat all of you down, one by one."
Wu Xiang's arrogance made everyone, including Yu Tu, frown—because what he said was true.
"Hehehe, old monk, don't get cocky. You might just mess up."
Seeing Nangong Miaomiao and Yu Tu approaching, Wu Xiang's grip on his staff tightened slightly.
"Tiezhu, benefactor, I believe you're not the Prophet. You and I can work together to kill Nangong Miaomiao first. If she's not the Prophet, then we kill Banana next."
———
From Wu Xiang's perspective, he trusted Yu Tu the most.
The reason was simple: first impressions.
At the start of the game, Wu Xiang had tricked Yu Tu while he was still unaware of the rules.
Yu Tu's instinctive reaction had convinced Wu Xiang from the beginning to lower his guard.
Judging by Yu Tu's series of reckless actions afterward, he didn't seem like someone capable of calculated control—Wu Xiang believed everything Yu Tu did came from instinct.
Then Lian'er's talent further strengthened Wu Xiang's trust in Yu Tu.
As for Banana, who was also approved by Lian'er, Wu Xiang didn't trust him as much.
After all, up to now, Banana hadn't revealed any talent or ability. If Banana had a similar ability to his own, he could've fooled Lian'er too.
Naturally, Nangong Miaomiao was the most suspicious. Killing her first was the safest move.
Wu Xiang glanced at Yu Tu and Nangong Miaomiao, who stood side by side—one holding grenades, the other a rifle.
Together, they could pose some danger to him.
If he had to fight both at once, Wu Xiang worried he might really mess up. The best course was to get the two biggest threats to fight each other first.
If only one remained, no matter who it was, Wu Xiang would have no more risks.
And Wu Xiang was confident—he believed Yu Tu would be more than willing to join him.
After all, the situation was already quite clear.
———
While Wu Xiang was still waiting for Yu Tu to make a move, Banana unexpectedly spoke up.
Surprisingly, this time, his target was Yu Tu.
"Master Wu Xiang, I think we should consider another possibility—Tiezhu is very suspicious!"
Wu Xiang glanced sideways at Banana, thinking, What an idiot.
"Banana, go ahead and share your thoughts. We've got time—I'll give you a chance."
Banana didn't mind Wu Xiang's attitude. In his mind, Tiezhu was extremely suspicious.
Precisely because of this, he had to guide Wu Xiang to kill Tiezhu first.
He didn't know why Wu Xiang trusted Yu Tu so much, but he could foresee that once Wu Xiang killed Nangong Miaomiao, Banana would be next.
"Tiezhu, I have a question for you—can you answer honestly?"
Yu Tu's heart skipped—did he slip up earlier?
"Haha, Banana, go ahead!"
"Tiezhu, what's your talent or item? Everyone here has played the game before. Wu Xiang has martial arts; Nangong Miaomiao has a rifle. And you? Just a dagger?"
Yu Tu wasn't sure what Banana had discovered, but he smiled and raised his grenade.
"This, of course. Haven't you seen it?"
Banana smiled faintly.
"Tiezhu, you'd better think again. Is that really it? If you lie, I'll have every reason to suspect you're the Prophet."
Yu Tu paused for a moment, still holding the grenade. "My talent is called Arms Dealer. Every time I enter a game, the space randomly assigns me some weapons. This time, I got grenades."
"Five grenades, right?"
Yu Tu's smile froze. "Yes, five. How do you know?"
"I'll introduce myself too. My talent is called clairvoyance. I can see through walls and observe everything inside the villa. Tiezhu, you found those five grenades in a bedroom, didn't you? Don't deny it—I saw you."
So that's what it was!
Surprising, but not entirely unbelievable.
"That's right. I found the grenades in a bedroom—five in total. Didn't expect you to be watching."
"Well then, care to explain your talent again? Maybe something that can fool Lian'er? Heh, your earlier wild behavior seemed suspicious—trying too hard to look innocent, weren't you?"
"I already said—Arms Dealer."
As he spoke, Yu Tu pulled a pistol from his waist and waved it at Banana. "Now it's your turn to explain, Banana."
"Explain what?"
"If you saw me find the grenades in the bedroom and realized this arena had preset items, then what items did you find?"
Wu Xiang was stunned—that was the first he'd heard about items being pre-placed in the arena.
In all his previous games, nothing like this had ever occurred.
Glancing at the pistol in Yu Tu's hand, Wu Xiang turned to Banana. "Tiezhu pulled out a gun. Your turn, Banana—what items did you find?"
Then Wu Xiang had a sudden realization. "At the start of the game, three people stayed in their rooms instead of coming out—Tiezhu, Honey, and you, Banana. So, tell us—what did you spend so long searching for in those rooms?"
Banana gave a helpless smile and said to Wu Xiang, "I did search a few rooms, but honestly, I didn't find anything. But Master Wu Xiang, isn't Tiezhu's earlier act of playing dumb really suspicious?"
At that moment, Yu Tu heard a voice in his ear:
"Prophet, you have triggered a limited-time instant-clear method. Simply enter the real blade cage immediately to win. The game will end instantly."
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