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[Rainstorm Countdown: 49m35s!]

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Does the starting point of this key correspond to a 'neighborhood'...?

Su Bai looked around.

The Lost City consists of nine interconnected areas, each of which is as challenging to explore as a ten-player raid.

The passes dropped by the thirty-two lost city guards each corresponded to a different area.

Five of these areas are located on the outskirts of the city.

The monsters are low-level, so it's safer. The twenty Lost City Guards will only spawn in the outer area of ​​Fallen Dragon Island.

Crazy Street is one of them.

If I remember correctly, there are five boss monsters, one area lord, and countless elite monsters in this area alone.

It's not an easy thing to survive here...

also.

There is another important thing to be aware of within the lost city.

rainstorm.

The downpour will wash everything away.

If a rainstorm arrives and the player has not yet left the instance or found a place to take shelter, they will die instantly and lose all their belongings.

Moreover, the timing of heavy rainstorms is completely unpredictable.

It's all about luck.

He was lucky this time, having a full 50 minutes to explore.

Beep beep beep...

The communicator then rang.

When Su Bai opened the message, besides the news about Liu Yao, Southeast Wind had also guessed that it was he who had triggered the adventure.

But of course he wouldn't admit it.

Just give a perfunctory reply.

Su Bai then refocused his attention on the environment in front of him.

He was at the end of a long street, leading into the depths of the chaotic district. Behind him, the environment gradually became desolate, with sparse buildings, withered trees and weeds growing by the roadside, and in the distance, thick fog covered the area, with silhouettes vaguely visible in the fog.

"The other side should be the 'Crying Cemetery'."

Su Bai recalled.

Splash...

A clear clanging sound of chains suddenly rang out from the street corner ahead.

Accompanied by a mournful sob, like the low weeping of a ghost.

Su Bai's expression changed, and he turned his head to look. He saw a group of figures dressed in black robes, their heads and faces covered by hoods, appearing at the corner of the street.

They were slender, generally over two meters tall, like bamboo poles, their pure black robes oppressive and solemn, seemingly symbolizing death; in the middle of the procession were four tall male corpses with chains wrapped around their bodies, their rotting flesh already fused with the chains, their faces terrifying; at this moment they stood facing each other, together carrying a deep red hexagonal coffin.

A pale figure stood on each side of the coffin.

They emitted eerie, low weeping sounds that drifted into the ears and sent chills down one's spine.

Behind the funeral procession stood many blurry figures.

As if they were relatives of the deceased.

Follow closely.

Wherever they passed, they stirred up thick, gray-white fog, engulfing the entire street.

"He's a 'corpse collector'..."

Su Bai's expression changed instantly. He had just been praising his good luck when he turned around and encountered one of the most troublesome monsters on the outskirts!

Knowing the characteristics of these strange things, he knew it was too late to run.

The funeral procession appeared to be moving slowly.

It was almost like teleportation.

Along the hundred-meter-long street, in just a few breaths, the queue had already passed halfway and was almost in front of Su Bai.

He quickly dodged to the side.

Make way.

At the same time, the option to exit the dungeon has been brought up in the character panel.

Death itself is not scary, but dying in the Lost City is equivalent to being a red name (indicating a negative reputation) and will result in the loss of all items, leaving you with nothing. You can't just throw away your entire set of equipment as soon as you enter!

"Waaah~!"

The crying in my ears grew clearer and more chilling.

Su Bai focused his gaze on his nose, then his heart, holding his breath and clearing his mind.

Of course, this was just a subconscious action of his.

In reality, whether a corpse collector will actively attack nearby players is only affected by one factor.

The question is whether they gained anything from their wanderings.

clatter,

clatter,

clatter...

The footsteps were getting closer.

A cold wind blew, and a corner of a black robe fluttered in front of Su Bai. He resisted the urge to look up. The corpse collector in the black robe seemed not to have noticed him either, and walked straight through the street.

'Looks like Lady Luck is on my side after all...'

Su Bai felt relieved.

The fact that the body collectors did not attack him directly indicates that there was already a body in their coffins, and they were about to be taken to the cemetery for burial.

He escaped unharmed.

Thinking of this, Su Bai slightly raised his head and glanced at the blood-red coffin in the group.

He could see more details when he got closer.

It was a religious-style hexagonal coffin, deep red in color, with a black cross engraved on its surface. The coffin lid was not closed, and crimson blood was flowing out from the gaps.

Clang!

Just as he was examining it, the coffin lid suddenly lifted up, a sudden change that startled Su Bai so much that his heart stopped for a moment.

Then he realized that the funeral procession that had been in front of him had stopped!

call!

A bone-chilling wind swept through the street.

The sobbing became even more piercing.

Thump!

Thump!

The pounding sounds from inside the coffin didn't stop; instead, they grew even more intense.

Su Bai felt a cold sweat break out in his heart. Just what kind of fierce corpse had the corpse collector taken in this time? Even after being put into a coffin, it still wouldn't stop!

The key point is, if you don't want to be buried, don't cause trouble at this time!

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