Chapter 84, Part 1 "I'm in a bad mood."
The magic car has a projection "window" that allows people in the car to see the outside scenery and hear the outside sounds.
Xia Xifeng saw the elegant, pale and handsome man and heard their conversation.
When Qin Lang said "the best place in the world", Xia Xifeng pursed her lips.
He knew that Qin Lang was talking about the troubles he had brought upon himself.
If you do something brave and righteous, you will always encounter some troubles.
At first, Qin Lang would scold him for meddling in other people's business, but later, Qin Lang stopped reacting.
He thought Qin Lang had gotten used to it, or that their relationship had faded to the point where Qin Lang no longer cared about it.
It turns out that Qin Lang is still angry.
Xia Xifeng was thinking about how to tactfully assure himself that he would never seek trouble in this dangerous world.
He is not a saint, he can be selfish.
He still wanted to go home, and didn't want to implicate Qin Lang, so he would be extremely cautious.
Before he could finish his words, Qin Lang disappeared.
Xia Xifeng's mind went blank.
Abyss monsters came over smelling the blood.
When they saw Xia Xifeng, they pounced on the fresher food.
Xia Xifeng moved his fingers, and several bullets flew towards the abyss monster, which was swallowed by flames.
After several years of training, as long as there are enough materials in his backpack, he has enough fighting power.
At least, the abyss monsters can't do anything to him.
He and Qin Lang agreed that he would still pretend to be powerless and just use this as a trump card.
Or is it called bait? Fishing?
None of this means anything now.
Qin Lang is missing.
Xia Xifeng glanced at the panel.
Qin Lang's health bar was slowly rising.
His eyes lit up and he checked the blood bottle.
He could still check Qin Lang's backpack and panel. As expected, there were a few blood bottles missing from Qin Lang's backpack.
Xia Xifeng immediately took out a pen and paper and wrote, "The system says you're out of contact range. Are you okay? Where are you?"
After writing, he tried to stuff the note into Qin Lang's backpack.
The two people's backpack should have been shared.
But this time he failed.
The system still prompts that Qin Lang is out of the sharing range.
Xia Xifeng's heart sank.
When Qin Lang was on a "business trip", he and Qin Lang could communicate smoothly across the two ends of the dream world continent and share backpacks.
All signs indicate that Qin Lang and he are no longer in the same dimension.
Fortunately, they had discussed this situation before, so Qin Lang had stuffed enough potions in his backpack, so he didn't have to worry about running out of medicine for the time being.
Xia Xifeng took a deep breath.
Don't panic.
In the abyss, the communication magic device given by Teacher Sur was also interfered with, and it was temporarily impossible to contact Teacher Sur and Mr. Amuruo.
Xia Xifeng hesitated for a while before leaving the abyss to seek help from his elders and looking for Qin Langzhong on his own. He chose to put away the magic car and walk towards Crimson City.
He had to leave through the same gate he had entered from, guarded by the dwarves. The gate wouldn't open until next month, and he couldn't just sit there waiting and do nothing.
As long as we find the God of Evil, we can ask him where he took Qin Lang.
He didn't know how to find the Evil God, but no matter what the reason was for the Evil God to take Qin Lang away, it was ultimately related to the Outer Gods.
Following the clue of the Outer Gods, we will definitely be able to find clues about the Evil God.
As Xia Xifeng walked towards Crimson City, more abyss monsters were attracted by the smell of blood.
There were a few more flashes of fire.
Xia Xifeng did not stop, activated his skills, and ran towards Crimson City at the fastest speed.
The bloody corpses on the ground and the abyss monsters that kept pouncing on him did not enter his eyes.
…
Qin Lang looked around and finally understood why he couldn't enter the Shadow Realm.
He is now deep in the Shadowlands.
When the God of Self detonates his mortal incarnation, it is equivalent to detonating a part of his divinity, which will harm his original body.
He did this just to build a channel and teleport himself to the depths of the Shadow Realm?
Did the God of Self and the God of Death join forces? Was it because the God of Self was hidden deep within the Shadow Realm that the other gods couldn't contact Him?
Deep within the Shadow Realm is the Realm of Death. The Shadow Realm also has inhabitants, all of whom are undead who have forgotten their past lives.
The undead naturally hate living beings and cannot help but attack them when they see them.
The undead never truly die; after being "killed," they simply vanish temporarily, dropping "Sin Fragments." Once all of the undead's Sin Fragments have fallen, they can pass through the Gate of Death and enter the Realm of Death, embarking on their next reincarnation, from the God of Death to the embrace of the God of Life.
After living beings become undead, they will have more or less "fragments of sin" on their bodies and will temporarily reside in the Shadow Realm.
Only heroic souls who had great merits during their lifetime, or who were recruited by other gods, could directly enter the Gate of Death or be accepted into the divine realm.
Later in the game, Shadowlands opens up as an event dungeon.
There are new "Corrupted Undead" in Shadowlands. Players can kill Corrupted Undead to get "Corrupted Fragments" in exchange for event items.
Qin Lang didn't specifically remember the event plot, but through the event process, he could guess that the game setting must be that players kill corrupted undead, which is equivalent to purifying corrupted undead.
The content of the game will be reflected in reality. Did the God of Self send himself to the Shadow Realm to let himself farm corrupted undead?
No monsters have appeared yet. Qin Lang is taking drugs to recover his health while trying to contact Xia Xifeng and Teacher Amuruo.
Neither system communication nor magic device communication can be used.
He ruffled his hair in annoyance.
Can Xia Xifeng survive in such a dangerous place like the abyss?
We have to find a way out quickly.
Qin Lang was thinking about whether to go to the surface of the Shadow Realm, find a way to the real world, and then contact Xia Xifeng through the system, or go deeper, go to the gate of the Realm of Death to contact the God of Death, and let the God of Death send him out.
The latter is more dangerous and the outcome seems uncertain, but after thinking for a long time, Qin Lang decided to go find the God of Death.
The gate to the abyss guarded by the Dwarf Kingdom will not open until a month later. Xia Xifeng is still in the abyss. Even if I return to the ground, I will have to wait a month before I can see Xia Xifeng again.
Furthermore, the God of Self said this was a "Trial of God," and since He could send Himself to the depths of the Shadow Realm, it was clear that the God of Death had a hand in this. Perhaps He could only pass the Trial and then have the two gods send Him directly back to the Abyss—since it was called a "Trial of God," the God of Death might have blocked His way to the surface of the Shadow Realm.
After Qin Lang replenished his blood, he checked the items in his backpack and headed towards the depths of the Shadow Realm according to the instructions on the system map.
He discovered that in the Shadow Realm, he could use Shadow Steps unlimitedly, meaning he could teleport continuously for long periods of time.
In this way, the time of reaching the realm of death will be happy.
Just as Qin Lang was thinking this, a large group of corrupted undead rushed towards him like a dark cloud.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Sure enough, it wouldn't be that easy.
The two swords in Qin Lang's hands trembled slightly, and made a sound like plucking strings.
The dark clouds were in chaos for a moment, and the sword light enveloped the dark clouds.
The dark clouds turned into wisps of floating cotton like torn cotton.
After reaching level 100, Qin Lang took on a second class, a branch of the Bard, the Sword Dancer. The "Sword Dancer Assassin" routine gradually took shape.
After training with Amuruo and the God of Evolution, Qin Lang's moves no longer resemble the skill cycle routines in the game, but the core is the same - apply buffs and kill monsters by yourself.
The string sounds continued to ring, and the musical notes transformed into waves that sometimes covered dark clouds and sometimes surrounded Qin Lang.
The sword danced to the beat, it was like a dance of killing.
Deep within the pervasive mist of the Shadow Realm, a voice said, "How elegant! He really suits her well, doesn't he?"
Another slightly deeper and colder voice responded: "When you choose someone, who do you choose to be more elegant?"
The previous voice laughed happily: "Whether I am pleasing to the eye is also one of the criteria."
The dance ends.
Qin Lang put away his sword and looked into the distance.
He felt the obscure gaze of someone observing him.
"So perceptive. A perfect fit, right?"
"Maybe you're right this time."
Qin Lang withdrew his gaze from the distance.
Although the feeling of being stared at disappeared, it was definitely not an illusion.
Sure enough, heading deeper into the Shadow Realm is the right path.
…
In Green Sand City.
Su Er was reading a book while Amuruo, who had just returned from her original form, was sleeping on his lap. The two of them had a rare moment of peace and quiet.
Suddenly, Amuruo opened his eyes and made an unhappy "tsk" sound.
Su Er put down the book: "What's wrong?"
Amuruo said unhappily: "The breath of the God of Self has appeared."
Su Er sighed, a look of worry creeping up his brows: "Feng and Lang really did choose to go to the abyss."
His prophetic powers had not yet faded.
But just as Xia Xifeng could not tell him the details of the "premonition", he could not tell the person in the picture about the scene he had predicted.
If you tell it, it is destined.
He could only give Xia Xifeng enough defensive magic devices, hoping that Xia Xifeng could protect himself before Qin Lang returned.
Amuruo said, "Don't worry, Feng can take care of himself and won't suffer any loss because of his kindness. Heavenly Father has taken this into consideration when he chose the alien to be the new prophet."
Su Er nodded slightly: "Yeah."
Prophets are born saviors.
But the consequence of being too kind is that even with the mental defense of a protector, if the price of failure is other people closely related to them, they may be the first to be defeated by countless failures.
Later, my father chose the "onlooker race" who were far away from the secular world as prophets.
They love the world, but they don't get too involved with it. Even if a mission fails, they won't fall into deep sorrow due to personal feelings.
As the eldest son of the Dragon God who was born but not raised, Suer has very little involvement with the secular world.
But no matter how few there are, it is still not as little as the connection between people from other worlds and this world.
One must sympathize with the world, but not become addicted to sympathy. This is what makes a qualified savior.
"This can be considered the graduation exam for the young prophets and young defenders. Believe in them, they will pass."
Amuruo closed his eyes and continued to be lazy.
Suhr also picked up the book and continued turning the pages.
The dragon egg had hatched, and they had to walk the rest of the way on their own. As their leaders, Su'er and Amuruo could only pray for them and believe they would succeed.
…
Xia Xifeng entered Crimson City with the token in hand and immediately requested to see the city lord.
While he was waiting in the luxurious room on the third floor of the hotel, a beautiful demon whose gender could not be identified, wearing lights and powder, flew in through the window in a coquettish manner, sat on the windowsill, and hooked her long white legs at Xia Xifeng.
Xia Xifeng raised his mace and staff and knocked him out fiercely, then slammed the window shut and continued to toss and turn in bed, unable to sleep.
Although the title on the demon's head was the Lord of Crimson City whom Xia Xifeng wanted to meet, Xia Xifeng was suffering from insomnia and in a bad mood and did not want to play along with him.
Anyway, the demon didn't know that he knew he was the city lord.
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