Since having the ability of true sight, Nightmare rarely received proactive reminders from this sacrifice.

After watching the flock of pigeons for a while, she followed her intuition and activated her illusion, looking towards the three people over there.

Immediately, her eyes widened.

This was the biggest change she had ever seen.

The remaining few pigeons turned into blurry transparent figures. Behind the transparent figures, she saw three people with different appearances.

One of them was a small, almost rotten figure covered in darkness, surrounded by something indescribable, with a hint of filthiness.

The dark figure was holding someone hostage, seemingly choking the person's neck. On the other side, there was a person with a disordered sense of space.

This person had a pair of emerald green eyes, from which one could see some distorted and inverted order. His body was blurry, in a state where the retina received the information but the brain couldn't process it.

Nightmare felt that if her sanity value could be materialized, it would have already plummeted.

She also heard the conversation between the three people.

The rotten person said, "Your plan is boring. In the end, Xing's physical strength is the weakest I've ever seen, and that is his fatal weakness."

The person with the emerald eyes was not very happy, holding a dagger in his hand. "Let him go. If you let him go, I won't kill you either. We will persist for five days, and during the settlement, only fifty percent of the points will be deducted as a reward. But if you kill him now, you will also lose your life."

The hostage originally didn't speak, but when Nightmare was fascinated by this strange scene, he turned his head and looked at her.

Nightmare subconsciously met his gaze and immediately fell into a pair of narrow eyes.

It turned out to be him, the one she saw in the cave. It turned out to be Xing's eyes!

Xing's illusion was too powerful. If the illusion of a magician and a prophet was just eerie, then Xing's illusion belonged to the kind that could truly affect her soul, consciousness, and thoughts!

Suddenly, Nightmare felt a sharp pain in her eyes. She immediately closed her eyes, and two lines of bloody tears flowed out, hot and intense.

"How special is he? He gets hurt just by looking at him," Nightmare reluctantly opened a slit, wanting to continue looking, but found that her illusion ability had already closed on its own.

Everything in her line of sight returned to normal.

Covering her eyes, she saw the current situation through her fingers.

Within the few seconds that the pigeons disturbed her vision, the magician planned to take the opportunity to kill the prophet. However, the prophet was less disturbed than expected and instead moved behind Xing. Using a little ghost as a distraction, he successfully grabbed Xing's throat from behind.

The prophet sneered, and the magician negotiated. Xing just turned his gaze back and there was no trace of surprise or panic on his face.

"I advise you not to move, Xing," the prophet Song Quan said. "My intuition tells me that there are no bullets left in this gun, and I can kill you with just a flick of my finger."

Yu Xing felt the pressure on his throat and looked up to see Carlos, who had an expression of indifference.

Right, he actually didn't like birds either. In that moment of confusion just now, he was caught by the prophet.

He didn't have the self-awareness of being on the brink of death. With interest, he asked Carlos, "Magician, your best choice now is to let go of me and leave. Nightmare is still watching you, and the prophet won't be distracted from stopping you from leaving just to ensure my death. Aren't you leaving?"

"You're still testing me at this time?" Carlos chuckled. He recalled that he did leave a cruel, cunning, and sinister impression on his former teammates in Coffin Village.

However, he never had the habit of betraying his teammates.

In the cold and curious eyes of Song Quan and Yu Xing, Carlos turned the dagger around. "I am a magician, you know, when a magician performs magic, sometimes they need an accomplice."

Yu Xing nodded, and Song Quan's fingers exerted more force. "Don't move."

Yu Xing didn't listen at all, just gestured for Carlos to continue, "That's right."

"In the end, magic performances are a form of deception. Perceiving deception, a magician can deceive all the audience, and occasionally even deceive themselves, but they cannot deceive their accomplice."

Carlos smiled at the corner of his mouth, but there was no emotion in his eyes. "The accomplice is one of the few friends a magician has. The magician needs to ensure that the accomplice knows the process, so that a precise performance can be completed. It can be said that the accomplice is a part of the magic performance, a person that the magician cannot abandon."

"And you, are like my teammate. As long as we reach an agreement, for the success of the performance, I won't give up on you."

"This is a principle."

Listening to Carlos' words, Nightmare felt a hint of agreement in her eyes.

Carlos put down the dagger and looked at Yu Xing. "Since you've already asked this question, don't waste any more time. What's your trump card? Use it quickly."

Song Quan's expression tightened.

Xing still had a trump card. What could it be?

Then, the slightly shorter prophet heard the person he was holding in his hand speak slowly, "Prophet, are you not directly attacking because you are considering the peace proposal made by the magician?"

Song Quan didn't speak. He was trying hard to grasp the danger in his premonition.

"Or is it because you predicted that if you attack me now, you will be in danger?"

However, right after Yu Xing's next sentence came, it directly hit the core.

Yu Xing felt that he had played enough.Choosing to confront the other deductionists here was indeed because this was a good place to take action. For this reason, he had turned off the camera early, leaving no evidence or hidden dangers.

Confrontation, taking action, Carlos pretending to be a ghoul to gain the prophet's trust, all of these were arranged by him, and he had reached an agreement with Carlos.

Similarly, Carlos's failure to deceive the prophet was also within his expectations. After all, he would not make the elementary mistake of overlooking the opponent's sacrificial abilities.

So far, all of the prophet's actions have not escaped Yu Xing's predictions, including the act of holding him hostage.

Look, isn't it a slap in the face, prophet, prophet, he must have prophetic abilities, it's not that easy to be tricked, Xing's layout ability is still not enough.

To the one above, I feel a bit sorry for you.

What do you mean?

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You guys came halfway, didn't you? You didn't see the conspiracy between Xing and the magician this morning.

Suddenly, it feels like the prophet has been clearly arranged.

What? I just arrived, I don't understand.

In the live broadcast, Yu Xing reached out and held Song Quan's wrist that was choking his neck. He didn't use any force, but instead seemed to be comforting. This was an act of charity from a victor to a loser.

"Little prophet, you've made a mistake."

Song Quan's inner unease reached its peak at this moment. As a prophet, he never considered unease as something unimportant.

Since he had this feeling, it meant that things were really going in a bad direction.

Given this, Song Quan reluctantly responded: "What mistake?"

The playful emotion in Yu Xing's eyes finally reached me, it's not that the magician is not wrong, it's her oh you, why do you underestimate Nightmare so much?"

"She is very powerful indeed."