Chapter 281: Falling to Death
The barrier disappeared, and the night sky appeared above the player's head. He looked at the time and it was still 4:44 in the morning.
When they entered the dungeon, it was 4:44 in the morning. Seven days had passed in the dungeon, but only a few seconds in reality.
He Lun and Lin Li successfully passed the resurrection trial and reunited with the players who logged out directly.
"Brother Mengtang was right. This is a Find the Difference Trial that prohibits items and skills," He Lun said with a laugh. "It's too easy. I can pass it with my eyes closed. Where's Brother Mengtang?"
They looked around for a while, somewhat confused.
The place they were in was also very strange, a throne room with black walls on all four sides and hundreds of square meters of space, empty except for a throne.
Clear moonlight streamed down from the pointed windows high up. Duan Song craned his neck to look out the window and saw a familiar building.
"Isn't this the Moon Banner Base Camp?" Duan Song ran out excitedly and saw the familiar garden and castle. The small flower bed planted by Gao Mengtang was blooming with colorful small flowers.
The place where they logged out was Black Tower 7 in the Moon Banner Base Camp.
After logging out of the dungeon and going home, everyone was happy for a moment, but soon realized something was wrong:
Why can the Eleventh Sage King set the logout location of the dungeon to the Moon Banner Base Camp?
He Lun's face turned pale: "Where's Brother Mengtang? Why hasn't he come back yet?"
Shang Yu maintained his calmness: "Wait a little longer, he might be talking to the Eleventh Prince."
The joy of clearing the level was gradually replaced by fear and anxiety. They wandered around for a while, but there was no one in the Moon Banner Base Camp. Turning around, they saw one more person in Black Tower No. 7.
The eleventh wise king.
He was wearing a white suit, sitting crookedly on the throne, supporting his thin body with his right elbow, and smiled at them tiredly.
Seeing him, the players had a strange feeling, and their uneasy thoughts instantly came back to reality. Like a criminal sentenced to death, they felt both hopeless and relieved, thinking, "As expected."
Sooner or later, the unexpected happened, and it finally happened.
This complex emotion calmed them down. Duan Song clenched his fists and rushed into Black Tower 7: "Hey! I'm calling you! Where is our leader?"
The Eleventh Sage King looked at him directly without dodging: "Resurrection Trial Copy."
"What's the meaning!"
"I don't want to explain to you. Anyway, this will all be over soon." Wise King Eleven stroked the armrest of the stone throne.
"Stop talking nonsense and tell me where Gao Mengtang is!" Duan Song grabbed the collar of the Eleventh Prince and roared.
"Didn't I tell you?" Wise King Eleven looked confused, "He is participating in the resurrection trial."
The hand holding the collar gradually loosened, and the light of the teleportation array went out. Duan Song took two steps back: "Black Tower Eight? Looking for a different trial?"
Xian Wang Eleven smoothed the wrinkles of his suit and said, "Yes, skills and props are disabled."
"Senior is a blind man!" Duan Song shouted in despair, "You let him pass this test?"
"You should take care of yourselves." The Eleventh Wise King raised his head and looked at the sky through the pointed window high up. "What virtue does Night Light have? He can give birth again after death. Twelve can be resurrected again and again, but you can't."
Bai Jie was furious: "You old fool, what on earth are you going to do!"
The Eleventh Wise King was quite helpless: "You already know what I want to do. Don't ask stupid questions."
Everyone stared at him in disbelief, their chests rising and falling violently with anger. The Eleventh Wise King slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at them calmly.
"Seven, take action."
What does that mean? Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they realized that Su Ji Meng was the seventh virtuous king.
The light brown bunny ran towards the Eleventh King, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a human. Half of his face was beautiful, and the other half was hideous. As he passed by the players' shoulders, he whispered, "I'm sorry."
Su Ji Meng took out a badly damaged scepter and handed it to the Eleventh Wise King.
The Eleventh Wise King held the scepter and stabbed it into the right armrest of the throne.
In an instant, the earth and the sky shook, and screams were heard everywhere.
An extremely complex, layered magic circle, with the throne of Black Tower Seven as the center, lit up one by one. Seeing the magic circle, everyone's face changed immediately.
This is the magic circle that summons life from the other world. They saw it once at the end of the [Elevator] instance.
"Su Ji Meng, what are you doing!" He Lun shouted, "Have you always betrayed us?!"
The light of the magic circle was higher than everyone's waist, the sky was pressing down, and the wind was blowing violently. Su Ji Meng soon lost his balance, and he leaned against the throne of Black Tower Seven and slid to the ground.
"I'm not a traitor," Su Ji Meng said softly, "I'm just a homeless person."
Life from the inner world cannot survive in the outer world.
The Stone of the End was not restricted by this, and Gao Mengtang was safe and sound. The Eleventh Wise King took over Wei Wei's body, and he was also safe and sound.
But Su Ji Meng couldn't. He was a creature of the moon, fused with the blood of the dead. Every breath in the surface world was like inhaling countless glass fibers as thick as hair, and his internal organs stung with every tiny movement.
He died again and again, maintaining his original rabbit form for a long time. He forgot so much, but the only thing he did not forget was hatred.
Hatred of pain turns into hatred of the whole world.
"Only by doing this can I have a habitat," Su Ji Meng spat out a mouthful of blood, "When I first met the Eleventh Wise King, I decided to help him."
Everyone was speechless and stared at him in astonishment, but could not utter a word of blame.
Xian Wang Qi is like a human being falling into a planet completely covered by the ocean. He can struggle for a long time, but humans will eventually live on land. He has no choice but to fill up the ocean.
In just a few minutes, the poisonous air made Su Ji Meng feel unbearable pain. He called out with his last bit of strength: "Hydra."
The air mixed with light was as thick as liquid. A water ball appeared before everyone's eyes.
With a splash, the water ball exploded and Hydra appeared in front of them.
"I'm sorry, but this is my nature," Hydra said, "I can't refuse any request from the Seventh Wise King."
After saying that, he turned into a long snake, wrapped around Black Tower Seven, and jumped to the top of the tower. The giant python's snake mouth opened into a flat angle and spit out a huge light blue ball of light.
The ball of light fell on the seventh tip of the black tower, and was firmly attached like the positive and negative poles of a magnet.
In the air, light blue halos spread out layer by layer, and wherever they passed, there was a slight crackling sound of electric current.
"Master Brain. It can attach to any of the Black Towers of the Wise Kings." The Eleventh Wise King watched the scene with a smile on his face. "I have decided to make the center of the new world the Moon Banner Base Camp. If you run away now, you will definitely see the grand spectacle of people making a pilgrimage here."
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All over Zhongzhou.
The loud rumbling noise in the middle of the night woke up many people who were sleeping. They hurriedly got up, opened the curtains, and looked for the source of the loud noise.
What happened? An earthquake?
Some people opened the window, stuck their heads out, and then widened their eyes in shock.
In the night, there is a black giant standing tall, wearing a black robe and holding a black tower lantern.
The giant slowly lowered the lantern, which was at least 50 stories high, and instantly crushed the tall buildings in the city center into ruins. The dust and ash that was raised piled up on the ground like a cumulonimbus cloud.
Screams were heard intermittently. Bystanders rubbed their eyes. This must be a nightmare.
They lay back in bed and continued to sleep. From time to time, they could hear the crackling sound of electricity in their ears, but they ignored this minor abnormality.
The Black Tower players who saw this scene had already lost all their sleepiness. They opened the [Black Tower APP] in panic.
A black prompt box pops up: The Black Tower game is officially launched, the APP is being debugged, so stay tuned.
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"Stop him!" Bai Jie shouted, "You have already destroyed one world, are you going to destroy the second one?"
Xian Wang Eleven was unwilling to explain. He just chuckled and said, "Stop me? Before that, meet your old friend."
He was still sitting quietly on the throne, and a vertical line appeared in the center behind him. The vertical line was shining with a purple light like the universe, and it was torn in two from the middle, and a narrow door appeared in front of them.
Countless skinny, brick-red, multi-jointed arms stretched out from the narrow door. When they saw those arms, their hearts sank.
The Ruler of Ignorance. The Thirteenth Wise King.
"Please. Stop Him." Wise King Eleven murmured.
How is it possible to defeat the Wise King Thirteen? He is the Deathborn.
Even the Many-Faced Buddha, who had been injected with a high concentration of the blood of the Dead Born, needed a top player like Wei Wei to risk half his life to barely kill him.
The one in front of them was a pure-blooded Deadborn.
Bleak despair appeared on every player's face as they looked at the hill-like monster and those majestic arms.
The Thirteenth Wise King obviously had no desire to communicate with them. He only crawled out half of his body, and his arms bit towards the players like a poisonous snake.
The flash card flew accurately to the players' foreheads, and Shang Yu led them to the garden outside, a relatively open place, and avoided the attack.
But what's the use of dodging an attack?
It is impossible for humans to defeat the Deathborn.
In the blink of an eye, the Thirteenth King of the Wise had crawled out of the narrow gate. He climbed to the top of Black Tower Seven like a giant spider, and his arms entangled the Black Tower like vines. The blue light of the main brain illuminated his body.
Only then did they realize that the Wise King Thirteen was so huge and so terrifying.
In order to stop the world from becoming a game, the main brain must be deactivated. However, if the main brain is destroyed, all players will die.
Then we must destroy Black Tower Seven, the tall tower guarded by Wise King Thirteen.
With a rustling sound, Helun spread out his red cloak. Holding a spear and shield, he walked towards the Deathborn step by step, his expression calm and solemn.
The Eleventh Wise King walked out of Black Tower Seven leisurely. Seeing He Lun's appearance, he sneered: "Throwing an egg against a rock."
It doesn't matter if it's just an egg hitting a rock, the knight will fight to the last moment. Heren roared and charged forward.
His fearless attitude woke the others up from their shock. Freesia activated the skill [Horror Guardian] and Shang Yu threw out three sets of explosive cards.
The octopus waved its tentacles, pinning He Lun to the ground and crushing Shang Yu's card. Xian Wang Eleven blocked their way: "I'm doing this for your own good. What's the difference between you doing this and committing suicide?"
Seeing this, Duan Song spread his gray wings, dodged the shredder's attack, flew over the head of the Eleventh Wise King, jumped onto the back of the Thirteenth Wise King with the sword in both hands, and stabbed the sword down.
Identity Skill: [Darker]
Strengthens the enemy's negative effects several times.
The dead born cannot survive in the surface world. With the addition of Duan Song's skills, the air poisoned the Wise King Thirteen exponentially. He screamed, and the blood spurting out of the wound was stopped by Xiao Canglan's skills.
"I'm going to separate the main brain and the black tower." Shang Yu said, throwing out a stack of cards. These floating cards formed steps, and she quickly climbed to the top of the black tower.
The black ribbon wrapped around her neck and threw her off again.
After falling from a height of one hundred meters, Shang Yu spat out a mouthful of blood. When she was about to attack again, the ghost shadow in the lake behind her flickered several times and was about to disappear.
Shang Yu had to dodge the waving arms of the Thirteenth Wise King and the attacks of the Eleventh Wise King, shuttle between the gaps, and look for opportunities to climb to the top of the black tower.
[Horror Guardian] will continue to consume Freesia's mental value, and she won't be able to hold on for long.
However, the vitality of the Wise King Thirteen was stronger than they imagined.
Soon, Xiao Canglan screamed, and the Horror Guard skill failed. Duan Song pressed the giant sword and stabbed deeper.
Puff. The spurting blood of the dead instantly burned Duan Song's skin.
Duan Song's handsome face, which he cherished so much, became unrecognizable in the blink of an eye. But he didn't care about that, and pressed the giant sword to stab deeper.
Finally, he took advantage of his inability to adapt to the surface world and exhausted the Thirteenth Wise King to death.
The stiff body of the Dead Born was still hanging on Black Tower 7.
Duan Song had exhausted all his strength, his hands were shaking so violently that he couldn't even hold the sword. He fell from the body of the Thirteenth King and rolled several times, and He Lun caught him in a panic.
Just a few minutes...
He Lun could hardly recognize that it was Duan Song.
His entire body was corroded by the blood of the dead, his nose was crooked and his eyes were slanted, his skin melted and then solidified together, his face was more hideous than that of a person who had been severely burned or corroded by sulfuric acid.
“Ahhhhhhh——!” He Lun roared, his eyes instantly turning red, “Wise King Eleven! You beast!”
The Eleventh Wise King ignored his abuse and said, "There is no point in doing this. The dead will be resurrected soon."
The octopus tentacles led him up to the black tower. The Eleventh King gently stroked the Dead Born's limp arms and said, "Thirteen, wake up."
The arms that had drooped like withered plants trembled and twisted, quickly regaining vitality. The terrifying giant face raised up, and its scarlet eyes stared at the dying players.
The Thirteenth King gave a cruel smile.
"Let's go, let's go." Pegana sobbed, "That's the Dead Born!"
"No!" He Lun roared, holding up his gun and shield, and rushed over. The black octopus tentacles fell from the sky, blocking his way, and gently pushed He Lun away.
The Eleventh Wise King looked unhappy: "Are you stupid? Do you want to die in vain?"
He Lun got up and shouted desperately: "If you think it is stupid not to give up the last glimmer of hope, then yes, then I am stupid!"
He rushed towards the resurrected Dead Born again. Duan Song took a few gulps of the spirit value recovery potion, smashed the bottle to the ground, and rushed over with He Lun.
Then came Shang Yu, Xiao Cang Lan, Bai Jie...
The Eleventh Wise King looked at the people coming one after another, and his eyes trembled for a moment. It was during this brief moment of hesitation that the group of people rushed to the Thirteenth Wise King in the pouring blood rain.
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