As its words fell, first of all, the chair with the number nine, and while the candle was lit, a rough doll was lying on the chair.

One candle after another burned, and something was added to the corresponding chairs.

The chair with the number eight is a pair of floating eyes.

The chair with the number sixteen is a cloud of gray fog.

The number seventeen is a pair of red high heels.

The number nineteen is an oval mirror. Inside the mirror, there is a male refugee constantly slapping the mirror, his eyes terrified.

The number twenty-one is an ordinary young man with a slightly dull look.

The number twenty-three is a right hand palm cut by Qigen. Five fingers are supported on the table in front of the chair, and a vertical eye is cracked from the back of the hand.

"The nightmare messenger is dead."

The crow with the number six looked around and spitted a hoarse sound from his mouth.

"Isn't his death destined? It's better if he dies. I've long disliked that uninhibited thing! Unfortunately, I don't know where his body is."

In the mirror, a sound came out, "Otherwise, I will definitely put his body in my collection!"

While speaking in this mirror, the person in the mirror unconsciously made the corresponding mouth shape in a synchronized manner, but his hands couldn't help but hold his throat and stared desperately out with his eyes.

After the mirror finished speaking, he gasped heavily, and then he was frantically slapped the mirror inside with both hands.

“Seat No. 14 needs to be filled.”

The broken hand broke out, and a mouth broke out and spoke, "The nightmare seat should not be empty all the time. I suggest that I can let my other hand sit in that position."

The other seats ignored his words.

The floating eyeballs turned left and right before saying, "According to the rules of the manor, we have the right to recommend a candidate for twenty-four seats."

The crow nodded and agreed: "Yes, we all have this right, but I hold a midnight meeting, not mainly about this, it's just a side-by-side, what I want to discuss is the cause of the death of the nightmare messenger."

The young man with a dull eyes suddenly spoke: "Don't agree."

The doll also echoed: "It's meaningless."

Broken hands, eyes, mirrors, express the same opinion.

"You are the more rational seats in the manor."

The crow spoke, "Otherwise, you won't show up at this meeting."

"Are you rational?"

Broken hand said gloomyly: "The only rational one is dead just now."

"Bird, don't pretend here. We all know what you are, and you also know what we are."

"The nightmare messenger is like a garbage, and you will die if you die. You have to investigate the cause of his death. Just go, I will not be the one who explores the way."

"No matter how much the price you pay, the manor cannot make a transaction secret. If you... can really bring the truth to us, my seat No. 23, Hongdu will support you to sit in the seat No. 1 or 24 of the manor. From now on, I will regard you as an authority."

"I will eat whoever you want me to eat, how about it? Little Crow."

The others kept silent, and the crow looked around and was silent.

"Since you don't cooperate, I can't do anything about it. I'm just thinking about everyone's future. What if one day we will take the old path of nightmare messenger?"

No one responded to him. In fact, the Crow never thought that anyone would listen to him. Generally, the power of the penalty area would not be involved as long as you didn't take the initiative to provoke it. The Nightmare Messenger would end up like that. It was most likely that he was anxious to attack the myth level and took an unstoppable adventure.

Others also had similar ideas.

"This meeting is here." Seeing that the meeting could not be carried out, the crow said.

After saying that, as the candle in front of him disappeared, it disappeared.

One candle after another was extinguished, and in the end, only the mirror was left. The figure of the male inside gradually changed, and eventually turned into a crow.

“Seat 23 is too rational.”

The crow spoke: "They are gradually beginning to hide their madness, but he is still pretending to be madness."

A different sound came from the mirror.

"You're wrong."

Mirror denies: "Red is all testing. Your meeting is meaningless. I can't reflect any problems in them. The power of the forbidden area has not radiated here, nor will it radiate here."

"The manor will be more cautious than we imagined. It already shows signs of activation. As long as you detect the power of the forbidden zone, it will not let it go. It has the instinct to survive. You are doing extra moves this time. They will all guess about you. Some people should notice that the fall of some seats in the past is related to you."

The crow was silent for a little, and said, "So what if they can guess? I don't care, you don't care."

"The Nightmare Messenger, I should have guessed some secrets of the manor. I suspect he realized that the manor intends to develop itself into a forbidden zone, and even knows about our affairs. His ability to cooperate with his person can know many secrets. I have to 'apocalypse' him once, although the result is beyond my expectations."

Mirror: "The nightmare messenger must die... As for the manor, it is using us, and we are not just leveraging its power, even if it begins to revitalize, it is still limited by its own established rules."

Crow: "We must win this nightmare seat replacement. As long as we have enough seats, we can devour the manor. There is a secret of sprinting mythical ranks hidden here, and the manor itself has even gradually become the prototype of a restricted area."

Mirror replied: "I know, I am not worried about other candidates, but I don't know what the manor will choose as its choice. Unfortunately, those candidates will be protected by the manor to prevent us from taking action internally, otherwise we will definitely be foolproof if we hunt them in person."

"If there is no manor shelter, the candidates we selected will not live to the day we will take the seat," said the crow.

"If you don't come to the meeting, you can find an opportunity to reflect and see if there are any problems with them."

"clear."

"By the way," the crow was silent for a little while, and said again: "The next round of restart is not far away."

"……I know."

At this point the conversation, the last candle went out.

In the hall, the wind suddenly stopped and the thunder stopped flashing.

After a few minutes, the candles burned beside the seat of the number three, and a gentleman dressed in a white mask sat on a chair, crossed his legs, and held a cane in his right hand.

He snapped his fingers, and the scene from the beginning of the meeting, played again in the hall like a videotape, until the end of the conversation between the mirror and the crow was blurred.

“Manor, I exercise my recommendation rights for my No. 3 seat, uncrowned seat.”

"I recommend... a person with number B-403 on his body as an alternate for the No. 14 Nightmare Seat. If this person's recommendation fails, then I will change the requirement to a person with number B-405."

"You understand which two people I'm talking about."

"It should also be clear that the secrets that those two people carry are beneficial to you and me."

"By me, I should not violate your rules, right?"

【…The manor received your application and approved it.】

Seeing the appearance of this scarlet flaming text, the masked gentleman nodded slightly. The next second, the candle was extinguished and he himself disappeared.
Chapter completed!