Chapter 33 Mountain God (End)
Retracting his gaze behind him, Si Yu'an gritted his teeth and used more and more force to channel his supernatural powers to stabilize the formation and suppress the shaking caused by the evil spirit's struggle.
Qi Heng and Xiao Ye had fought hard to gain this time, so they couldn't waste even a minute of it.
He stretched out his legs to turn the black box to one side, raised the sword in one hand and smashed it down. The fragile lid instantly broke into pieces, revealing the items inside.
Then he scooped it up with his hands and threw it all into the formation. The headband and tie floated in the wind and slowly landed near the evil spirit. With the number of eyes he had, he could see it all.
The next second, the evil spirit was reminded of his memories of his previous life by the familiar objects. His body paused, his facial features showed a dazed look, and he unconsciously stopped struggling. Si Yu'an and Lin Muyu, who were waiting with bated breath, seized the opportunity, the invisible ropes bound them tighter, and the speed of purifying the black air increased.
Everything seems to be going in the right direction, going incredibly smoothly.
The anxious heart should have been soothed, but as time went by, the innate intuition began to sound the alarm. Si and An's pupils shrank, and in an instant they felt the air they breathed turned cold.
Is the current calm just an attempt to cover up the impending storm?
Tsukasa and An never ignore their hunches.
He glanced at his teammates not far away. The two seemed to exchange some information in the brief eye contact and became more alert. Keep your eyes fixed on the center, not missing any clues.
The strange thing is that after a period of time, the evil spirit still did not move, but just stayed calmly in the middle of the formation, as if it had accepted its fate.
Can the items used during life control the BOSS for that long?
This is too abnormal.
Lin Muyu didn't think the evil spirit would give up easily. It would be more reasonable to say that he was preparing to die together.
.....If the BOSS has a backup plan, then is this copy really only A-level? Even a holy body with innate supernatural powers can't pass two major levels, right? As a newly emerged A-level copy, it shouldn't be able to reach S-level so quickly.
There was an inexplicable wind surging among my thoughts.
As if representing some kind of omen, a heart-pounding pressure suddenly came from the center, and with the unknown agitation of the evil spirit's body, it deepened layer by layer, forcing people to bend their backs and almost kneel to the ground.
The rope began to struggle violently, and the two men were terrified. Without time to steady their steps, they immediately released more energy to try to stabilize themselves.
like water off a duck's back.
It's like a drop of water flowing into the ocean, being swallowed up endlessly without causing any ripples.
The evil spirits feel physically and mentally delighted by their gradually overflowing energy. He realized that his strength was about to reach an unprecedented critical point. The long-lost tranquility in his body became extremely comfortable, and there was no longer any headache-inducing noise to disturb his mind.
His facial features showed a crazy smile, and the souls of the villagers were compressed and shrunk under the continuous absorption, integrated into his consciousness, and transformed his body.
A malicious gaze fell on the humans below, and the evil spirit laughed sharply, enjoying their embarrassment. Just like a cat catching a mouse, he deliberately used a hoarse voice to count down the time of the other's death.
“30——”
“29——”
“28——”
There was a shrill countdown in my ears, deliberately irritating my nerves.
Si and An gritted their teeth and kept reviewing their previous actions, not understanding which step had gone wrong that led to their current helplessness.
How could this happen? Is there really no solution?
This copy is so difficult that if it cannot be cleared, more people will definitely die here.
The smell of blood filled his mouth. He could only feel the ropes shaking violently in vain and listen to the crisp sounds of them breaking under the strong pressure, which meant that the player had lost everything.
The formation flickered and flashed, like rapid breathing, and it was unknown when it would stop.
Listening to the countdown of the regular decrease, Si Yuan's hanging hearts finally died.
He tried to find a way to have a good time despite the hardship and began to think about how to leave clues for the people outside and increase the survival rate of the next team. Trying your best to maximize the benefits of your own death is also a way to realize your ideal.
Lin Muyu remained silent as he watched the formation that was about to fail. He was a little surprised at his own calmness.
There's no signal from the rescue team, the mysterious man may have already left, and his supernatural powers have been exhausted... It's a hopeless situation.
Is it really over this time?
That’s good too, Lin Muyu thought.
At least it is the path I chose. It is much better to die in a copy that no one cares about than to live in a cage of hypocrisy.
He watched everything in front of him with his eyes, recorded it with the hard-earned light, waited for the coming ending, waited for his own future, whether it would be the coming of the sword of Damocles, or the light like a faint spark.
“15——”
“14——”
“13——”
The countdown to torture continues.
The black gas climbed up the only remaining rope and was about to break it, releasing the bloodthirsty and brutal monster inside.
Which one should I kill first?
He selected slowly and leisurely, enjoying the despair hidden beneath the skin of his prey, and showing a smile of victory.
How sad! All the efforts for so long were in vain. Why couldn't we just lay down our weapons and surrender at the very beginning? That way I won't let them...
“10——”
While the evil spirit was daydreaming, a clear and elegant voice with a hint of smile suddenly sounded in everyone's mind, drowning out the evil spirit's hoarse voice and taking over the final ten-second countdown.
Si Yu'an and Lin Muyu's pupils shrank and they turned their heads at the same time.
The evil spirit was filled with shock and anger. Its power bar was forcibly interrupted, and its eyes moved thirty or sixty degrees to search for the culprit.
As if sensing something, the three of them turned their gazes in the same direction—
At some point, a man appeared standing on the pile of wreckage. His entire appearance could not be seen clearly in the darkness. Only his slender figure could be seen. The long hem of his windbreaker moved in the wind. His whole body exuded a temperament that was incompatible with the copy, and he looked leisurely and relaxed.
Seeing that he was noticed, the man tilted his head slightly in pleasure and raised his right hand to wave in greeting. It looked so natural, as if the surroundings were not filled with bloody remains, but a peaceful flower garden.
The evil spirit inexplicably had a familiar feeling of being provoked, and resentment subconsciously rose in his body. At this moment, He did not take this clown seriously and only planned to take his life first after He was promoted.
“9——”
“8——”
The mysterious man smiled and continued to count down without any concern. He raised his hand and changed the movement, slowly pointing at the evil spirit.
“7——”
“6——”
The invisible ropes were all broken, and Si Yu'an and Lin Muyu's hands loosened. The completely released pressure and thin air made them feel powerless.
They half-knelt on the ground, their chests felt heavy, and they were unable to raise their heads due to the strong wind. They could only barely stretch out their hands to block the air in front of them.
“5——”
“4——”
A mysterious premonition suddenly appeared in his chest, and the evil spirit knew that he was about to be promoted. Endless energy surged in his body, giving him an incomparable sense of security, causing him to ignore the alarm bells ringing deep within.
Thin threads penetrated into His ecstatic nerves, silently enveloping His tiny, invisible consciousness.
The evil spirit is completely unaware and is just looking forward to the critical point.
“3——”
The fierce pressure had no effect on the mysterious man.
He simply turned his wrists calmly, flexing his knuckles as if to tighten something, and moved at his own pace.
Lin Muyu forced himself to raise his eyes and engraved the figure deeply in his mind.
“2——”
The overflowing energy of the evil spirit finally reached the critical point. At this moment, He had successfully been promoted to S.
The consciousness that should have dissipated came back to life and bit back at the most defenseless moment. Manipulated by greed, it was no longer afraid of death, but just stabbed the subject in the back regardless of the consequences.
The aura around him suddenly paused, and the evil spirit felt incredulous at the sudden betrayal. Feeling that his energy was leaking out like a deflated balloon, he almost went crazy and tried to devour the betrayer in order to make up for his loss.
But that consciousness seemed to be assisted by God, expanding and growing at an incredible speed. The evil spirit was shocked to find that he could not suppress it, and could only watch the once-in-a-century opportunity slip away before his eyes.
“1——”
The countdown is about to reach zero.
The evil spirit had not yet recovered from the extreme shock and was just listening blankly to the clear voice in his mind.
In the empty sight, the outsider whom he despised was still standing there, but with a wave of his hand, he overturned all that he had accumulated.
The regret and grief that came belatedly came back upon him, and the huge difference in strength couldn't even make the evil spirit feel hatred.
He just stared at the man, his natural night vision ability allowing him to see the other person's expression clearly.
Disdain, contempt, ridicule?
Neither.
The evil spirit saw nothing.
The man just watched calmly, as if he was watching a play whose ending he already knew. The so-called ups and downs are nothing but destined plots in his eyes. They can't be called jokes, nor tragedies, and they can't stir up any waves.
There was a smile on the corner of his lips, but his eyes were dead and desolate.
The evil spirit suddenly felt confused.
zero.
The outsider did not say the final number, leaving others to count it silently in their hearts.
As Xinyin fell to the ground, a violent explosion sounded in the ears of Si Yu'an and Lin Muyu. An airflow several times stronger than a strong wind came in an instant and blew the two of them away.
The evil spirit that was so proud of itself not long ago was easily reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye, like a fireworks display at the end of a curtain call, extremely dramatic.
Before falling into coma, Si and An tried hard to glance in the direction of the mysterious man. In a trance, I seemed to look into his eyes, into a pitch-black depth.
.........
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"bite--"
"Congratulations to the player for passing the dungeon."
"Because the final boss, the evil spirit, has been promoted to S-level, players can take the S-level copy's clearance reward - high-level supernatural items."
"Extracting..."
"Congratulations to the player for obtaining the Death-Free Gold Medal."
......
The light ball looked at the little broken doll that Shi Xu was playing with, completely puzzled, and didn't realize at all that it was a supernatural item.
"Are all the items dropped in dungeons so abstract?"
It gave up thinking and turned to look at the other three people and one shell who had not woken up yet.
The supernatural space was empty, and several people were lying quietly on the floor without even a mat.
The light ball hesitated for a moment, but still took a photo from the bottom of his heart to record this rare scene.
"What a pity, it's not what I want."
Shi Xu was very unwilling, so he threw the noble and advanced supernatural item to the side of the protagonist group and watched the little broken doll roll on the ground.
He thought to himself.
When you give someone a rose, the fragrance lingers on your hands. Just consider it as an apology for the hardship they have endured.
Guangqiu thought that this was the normal development. With Shi Xu's luck in guaranteeing a payout, how could he possibly hit the jackpot in one go?
But such words could not be spoken explicitly, it just skillfully used its energy to rub the other person's head as a form of comfort. Then he asked about Shi Xu's physical condition:
"Your hand doesn't hurt anymore?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore." Shi Xu shook his right hand to show that he was healthy. "I just wasn't used to it last time."
"That's good."
The light ball nodded with satisfaction. The success of the plot made it eager to update and receive the next wave of popularity.
"It's time to update the comics. Let's go back to the space!"
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