They hid behind the surrounding obstacles, waiting for the "prey" to come. More than forty minutes passed, and there was no movement in the teleportation array.
"...Did he give up on winning or losing in this sacrifice and leave completely?" Margaret asked.
"Impossible, he is the number one player, and the number one player cannot escape all competition." Wang Wanyu said.
[Wait a little longer, maybe he is still exploring the space in the teleportation array.] Tong Anan said.
While they waited, another altar lit up, and only the last altar was left until all eight altars were fully lit.
As time passed, they began to cough up blood due to long-term exposure to the black fog.
Margaret felt dizzy, her sanity value had dropped to 40 points, and she began to experience double vision, auditory hallucinations, blurred vision, etc. She could even feel someone whispering to her.
"Cough, cough, cough..." She spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.
She felt something was wrong with her, as if something strange was running through her blood vessels.
"…Adventurer."
As she leaned against a rock, trying to eat some sweets to ease the pain, she saw the sad eyes of her guide.
“…I’m sorry.” The guide looked at her sadly, “You seem to have been… cursed.”
Margaret was stunned.
She stretched out her hand.
The pitch-black threads appeared at some point in time and now covered her palms, moving up along her arms. They were like wet seaweed, wrapping around her body.
"I..." She opened her mouth, and bright red blood suddenly gushed out of her throat without warning, and spit all over the floor.
She stretched out her hands, grabbed the stone, and tried to stand up, but her body suddenly became weak. She couldn't even feel her limbs, as if she was sinking into invisible black mud.
Panic flooded her heart like a flood. She opened her eyes wide and gradually lost her voice. Her skin cracked and all kinds of black sludge poured out of her eyes, nose, ears and even nails.
"Margaret, what's wrong with you..." Wang Wanyu heard the noise here, leaned over, and saw this extremely horrifying scene.
Margaret, who looked as noble as a princess, was holding onto the stone with one hand, but her body underneath had completely rotted away and turned into a pool of black mud.
Her fingers that were clinging to the stone loosened, and each of her white fingers began to rot.
After a while, behind the stone, there was only a pool of black mud that made people feel uncomfortable. Her guide also began to lose consciousness and walked unconsciously towards the darkness in the distance.
"..." Wang Wanyu looked at this scene in shock. Others noticed the situation here and were also surprised.
[This, this, this...] Tong Anan’s face turned pale.
This is the first person to die from the curse since the start of the dungeon.
A beautiful woman suddenly began to melt and rot, turning into a pool of disgusting black mud. This visually shocking scene made the audience outside the screen start to vomit. Not to mention the players who were in the scene and had clear five senses.
Wang Wanyu's hands were shaking. The lower the san value, the greater the possibility of being cursed. He was really afraid that he would suddenly be cursed. Looking at Margaret's reaction, they basically had no time to save themselves.
He felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have coveted the silver star. He shouldn't have gone out that night.
[Let’s quickly draw the altar, open the door, and go back quickly! ] Tong Anan’s eyes were filled with fear.
"I..." Wang Wanyu also wanted to leave, and Isabella just stood up and left.
He hesitated for a few minutes and was about to pack up the mechanical bombs and leave, but suddenly he saw a bright white light.
"——Wait! We've got it!" he exclaimed in surprise.
The white light came from the teleportation array - Su Mingan was back!
A figure walked out of the teleportation array, but before he could get out, he stepped on a series of bombs on the ground.
…
Chief Feng walked out of the teleportation array and regained his vision.
In front of him was a dark and red farm scene, swaying tree shadows, and corn fields with yellow leaves. This was a farm, and he knew it.
It wasn't far to walk back to the first tribe from here, so he could take a look at the living conditions of the tribesmen along the way.
He took a step forward, but suddenly felt like he stepped on something.
"Hmm...?" He was slightly stunned.
"boom--!"
The next moment, very suddenly, a loud noise was heard.
The explosion submerged the teleportation array, flames instantly enveloped his body, and smoke spread, completely obscuring the surroundings.
"——Go!" A very high-pitched male voice came from somewhere, and one could hear his strong excitement.
Feng Chang turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.
He swung his knife.
A thin black line rose in the direction of the swing, and in the blink of an eye, it swept across the entire altar area, and even the large altar on the ground began to crack.
The smoke and dust dissipated.
Wang Wanyu, who pounced over, along with his guide, had their upper and lower bodies slowly separated, as if being cut by a string.
"I..." Wang Wanyu was confused as he looked at Feng Chang who walked out of the teleportation array.
...Who is this nm?
His blood splattered on the ground a beat later.
When he fell down, Wang Wanyu still didn't understand - it was clearly Su Mingan who went in, why was there a different person when he came out?
"You..." He spit out blood and soon died.
With a dark face, Feng Chang took a step forward and swung his sword, even the hiding Tong Anan was chopped to death by him, along with the stone. Her defense shield was like paper in front of him.
Only then did Su Mingan walk out of the teleportation array.
…Feng Chang is really useful.
But that's all. Even if the favorability is high, Feng Chang will not interfere in the sacrifice. He will only fight back if someone attacks Feng Chang.
"...You really are using me as a vanguard." Feng Chang said, but he was not angry.
He has a full favorability rating and won't get angry about such things.
"Those who are capable should do more work." Su Mingan smiled.
"...I think the endgame is almost over. You should have no problem winning." Feng Chang said, "I'll leave first. I'll wait for you in the First Tribe during the eighth day of the succession ceremony."
"I will reach the First Tribe during the day today."
"Hmm? Okay." Feng Chang nodded: "Looking forward to your arrival."
"Oh, Siber..." Su Mingan put the unconscious Siber on the ground. Black lines representing curses appeared on her arms. She was in a dangerous situation.
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