Chapter 114: The Road to Heaven 6: The Strange Sword

Zhu Ci suddenly fell to the ground and started coughing violently. Before he could catch his breath, he looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

The light source that just flew over was now held in the woman's hand, and blood was flowing down her hand.

After a closer look, I realized that the blood might not be from the woman, but from the thing she was holding in her hand, which was a sword.

Hidden Sword?

Zhu Ci slowly regained his steady breathing, stood up, and looked at the scene in front of him with a serious expression.

This sword has been in the game space for so long, and players are eager to get it. However, when they got it, the system described it as "useless". Today, it seems that there is more to it than meets the eye.

The woman grabbed the sword, but it seemed as if the sword was restraining her. The sword was shaking constantly, and the woman's hands were also shaking slightly.

Suddenly, her hands loosened.

The red sword rushed straight towards Zhuci's direction.

Zhu Ci quickly dodged to the side, but the sword was heading towards the lock.

“Clang.”

The lock made a trembling sound, and then broke into two pieces.

The door made an extremely heavy sound, and an ominous aura was spreading.

The Shenyin Sword flew back to Zhuci's side without any intention of attacking.

Zhu Ci moved a little further away from the door, looking at the woman warily.

"I didn't expect that you were the one who opened the lock of fate." The woman who attacked him as soon as they met was now staring at the sword beside him, no longer looking contemptuous as before.

"This can't be considered as me opening it." Zhuci said.

"Do you know what this lock represents?" she asked.

This lock? Zhu Ci naturally had no idea what it represented, but since it could be easily opened by the sword, it probably wasn't that strong.

“I thought only God could open it.”

Zhu Ci: "Then you guessed wrong."

"Of course it won't be you." The woman said quickly, her eyes looking at the sword and then at the speech.

She felt a little unhappy when she said this in her congratulations. How could a king, a prince, a general or a minister be considered as such? This man was too arrogant.

"But if you look closely, it seems like you have deliberately messed up the thread of your destiny. Damn it." The woman looked at Zhuci with a bit of scrutiny, "You can't be my blood."

Congratulations: “???”

He touched his throat and said unhappily, "Do you like to make connections?"

"You may not understand the difference between blood and soul," the woman said. "Blood only flows in the skin, but the soul is the real inner, closest connection."

Her eyes seemed different from those of ordinary people. When her gaze fell on Zhu Ci, it seemed as if she was looking at something else through the skin.

"I am me, not like anyone else." Zhu Ci frowned. No one likes to have someone else's shadow on them.

"Idhaila, that's my name." The woman's face showed some amusement. "It is said that if two souls are too close, their energies will infect each other. Maybe that's the case with you."

"I want to ask, don't you want to kill me anymore?" This is the only question Zhu Ci had now.

"You are still useful. Besides, you look beautiful when you cry." Yidhaila said meaningfully, "It makes the monster want to tear you apart."

Zhu Ci took out a tissue and wiped his eyes: "Thank you."

The door in front of him had been completely opened at some point, and it was dark inside, with only the sword floating next to Zhu Ci emitting light.

The sword always tried to stick to Zhuci, but a lot of blood seeped out and it would easily dirty the already torn clothes. Zhuci simply held it in his hand. Although it had been fried in oil, it was surprisingly not burned.

"This sword devoured other people's souls, so it bleeds." said Yidhaila.

Zhuci: “…” This sword has been gathering dust in his space. If it really devoured the soul, could it be the red mist that wanted to kill him before?

The sword in the second copy likes to eat people, maybe it's because of the fusion.

Zhuci picked up the candles and flashlights on the ground again, and when they stepped in, there was a "whoosh" sound and the light suddenly lit up.

"Dear guests, welcome to hell. Are you ready to die?"

The light illuminated the corridor and also illuminated the people in the middle of the corridor.

Zhu Ci took a step back. He had never expected that there was someone inside.

This man had transparent white skin, green eyes and chestnut hair. He was dressed as a butler, but he played the role of the Grim Reaper.

"Don't play tricks, Zhou Nian." Yidehaila said coldly.

Zhou Nian?

Zhu Ci couldn't help but take another look at that man. The guy in front of him didn't look like a human, but more like an elf. Isn't Zhou Nian the one who always smiles?

"I'm sorry, I don't know the person you're talking about." The person in front of me answered calmly.

"I smell the scent of fate." Idhaila's previously indifferent eyes were now filled with clouds and strong hostility.

"If we have to talk about fate, then I'm more interested in the gentleman in front of me, so I'm sorry." The man suddenly turned his gaze to Zhushou and showed a smile that looked very sincere.

The person who had previously threatened to kill you suddenly said that he was interested in him. Zhu Ci was silent for a while, not quite understanding how these people were so familiar with each other. But this person should not be Zhou Nian. Ever since this woman said that he looked like many people, he had doubts about Yidehaila's vision.

Maybe it's her characteristic that she always mistakes people for her own?

"Besides," the man suddenly emphasized, "Lady, you are not qualified to talk about fate."

The last sentence of this remark carried an extremely serious murderous tone and a strong contempt. Compared with this, his attitude towards the speech was really very good.

Idhaila glanced at him lightly.

The next second, this narrow corridor was filled with murderous intentions.

Zhu Ci leaned against the wall and retreated to the door. The two men inside the door ignored him and continued to fight with each other.

Zhu Ci had seen most of the ones using weapons before, but the two in front of him looked like they were fighting.

Idhaila could blend into the thick fog and darkness, and the people standing in the middle also adapted to the darkness. When they shuttled through the darkness, it was difficult for Zhu Ci to see their figures clearly. Until they retreated from the darkness, it seemed that no one had gained an advantage.

When the woman held up the crystal ball, Zhu Ci was stunned for a moment. If this crystal ball was enlarged, it would be the same as the previous copy. Or perhaps, all crystal balls looked the same.

"Why do you have to fight for the same fate as me?"

"I'm sorry, lady, I'm not on the list of contenders, but you really are unworthy of this position, and as the gatekeeper here, I have the authority to erase you from time."

"Erassed from time, you really think highly of yourself." The woman said coldly.

The crystal ball emitted light, mysterious spells floated out, and a faint light emanated from their bodies.

Zhu Ci looked down at himself. There was indeed a thread in his body extending to the woman in front of him. Perhaps this was the connection of souls that she mentioned.

It all became confusing.

Zhu Ci retreated again and again. The corridor was so narrow and he was so weak that he could not bear such energy at all. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but hate his powerlessness at this moment.

No, before entering the dungeon, the guy told him it was a personal dungeon, so his teammates might not be human.

But if that was the case, how could he explain the scene before him? Was he involved in a war between a group of NPCs?

Is it possible to achieve this with human power alone?

Zhu Ci turned around and planned to leave. Even though it was dark behind him, he knew that was the exit and he would eventually get out.

However, an explosion sounded behind him, and Zhu Ci was hit by the aftermath and fell to the ground.

He coughed a few times with difficulty and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The thick fog beside him slowly dissipated, and a hand was stretched out in front of him: "Are you okay?"

Zhu Ci looked up suddenly, and a beautiful face came into view with a friendly smile on her face.

…

"Do you think that guy is dead or not?" Nono kicked the door in front of him hard.

The door in front of me was unexpectedly strong and could not be kicked open.

"have no idea."

"Forget it. I asked you, but you only know the first three. What about the third and fourth?"

"Uh, he said that if you see me on the street, don't pretend to be familiar with him." The boy said in a low voice.

"Tsk, bad taste." Nono said disdainfully. She stared at the door for a while, and suddenly realized something. She stamped her feet in anger again, "What do you mean? What do you mean by pretending to be familiar with him?"

Aren't they familiar with each other?

[The party is about to begin. Please put on your formal attire and go to the ballroom to enjoy a feast. Please note that all players should participate, otherwise they will bear the consequences.]

The system's announcement suddenly sounded, but the two people heard it and didn't take it seriously at all.

"This door can't even be opened, and the system said there's a dance? How funny." Nono simply walked away from the dance hall.

There are very few living creatures in this dungeon, with only six players in total, and they haven't even encountered any NPCs yet.

"That's not..." Nuonuo suddenly stopped.

Two men are approaching this side.

One was wearing a black dress, and the other was dressed all in white, in a retro style.

"Just sit there and play the Black and White Impermanence." Nuonuo said unhappily.

"Talk less." The boy next to him pulled Nono's sleeve.

As he spoke, the man in black looked over here with a hint of warning in his eyes.

The man in white also saw them.

"You guys are here?" Nono greeted.

Sansi didn't say anything and even turned his head away. The man in white didn't say anything either, but at least he nodded.

Nuonuo: "..." Veins popped up on her forehead, and she wanted to kill Sansi.

The man in white looked at Sansi and asked, "Are you going to take action?"

Sansi: “Huh, why?”

"She has murderous intentions towards you."

Sansi looked at Nuonuo who dared to be angry but not to speak, and narrowed his eyes: "No need, she won't dare to do that with you here."

Nunuo: “???” She had gone through many dungeons with Sansi, and she could vaguely sense this man’s emotions. Why was this bastard actually a little proud?

Are you proud to bully her or are you proud to play the weakling?

"Sister, don't be impulsive." The boy next to her timidly pulled her back.

Sansi turned his head as if nothing had happened, and then asked the man in white: "By the way, that person you saw, is it a man or a woman?"

The man in white looked at him with a slightly puzzled look in his eyes: "Female."

Sansi: "Why? Because she was wearing a skirt?"

The man in white was silent for a long time. After hearing this, he turned his head and looked at Nuonuo for a while.

"It's a woman." he said seriously.

"Oh. I thought it was a man in women's clothing."

Sansi's original intention was just to test the bottom line of the face-blind person next to him, but he didn't expect that Nono would explode directly.

"Believe it or not, I will poison you to death!"