I learned how to slay gods in a mental hospital. Chapter 1782: Player Shen Qingzhu, Deceased

Only if all three die will it be judged as a game over, which means there is more room for maneuver; this is good news for them. “That works too.” Lin Qiye nodded slightly. “Be careful yourself.” Six gray wings unfolded from behind Shen Qingzhu, startling the surrounding audience. A gust of wind swirled as Shen Qingzhu’s figure swept across the venue from mid-air, finally landing steadily on the…