He burned away the dirt underneath, revealing a basement.
"I was captured and brought here while I was losing my mind..." Hetos said, "A man in black robes... He deliberately captured those guides who were wandering around the venue and lost their minds, and used them as energy to create cursed black beasts..."
He entered the basement and Su Mingan followed behind.
Sure enough, there were more than a dozen guides lying in the basement. They had dazed eyes and were motionless, as stiff as puppets.
As the race was almost halfway through, dozens of guides had lost their minds due to the deaths of adventurers, and many of them had been captured here.
Su Mingan frowned slightly: "Do you remember what that person looks like?"
"My memory was very vague during the time I lost my mind," Hetos said. "I only remember... that he was wrapped in a black robe, and there was a heavy curse..."
Su Ming'an looked at the dozen or so insane contractors in the basement. He wanted to see if he could find any loopholes. If there was a guide among them that was suitable for his abilities, he could sign a short contract with the other party and learn some skills.
At present, he has only accepted the teaching of Kellner's spatial skills, and he can accept two more teachings in this game. In addition to Siber's prophetic authority, which he must have, he can also choose another one.
"Can you introduce to me who these guides are?" Su Mingan asked him.
Although Hetos was a proud man, he behaved calmly in front of his savior and nodded.
"Okay, I'll introduce them in order of their ranking, from high to low." Hetos pointed at them, "This is the seventh-ranked Saint Mosan, who possesses a rock-solid defense. This is the fourteenth-ranked Duelist Marsa, who can maintain a strong combat effectiveness in a one-on-one duel. And this one, this one is the 30th-ranked Exploder Locke..."
While Hetos was introducing things, Su Ming'an vaguely heard bursts of slight vibrations coming from above, as if something was approaching from afar, with footsteps so light that they were almost inaudible.
"…This is the seventy-eighth…"
"This one is the eighty-sixth..."
Hetos's voice continued, and the footsteps above were very light. Su Mingan raised his head and felt a dangerous aura slowly spreading from above.
"Wait, Hetos." Su Ming'an said.
"And this is the last one, ranked ninety-ninth..." Hutos was still pointing at a guide in the corner and introducing him.
"...The guy who turned you into cursed black beasts seems to be back." Su Mingan said.
Hetos paused, and his face turned pale.
“Boom.”
At this moment, the footsteps above stopped abruptly, revealing a shadow standing above.
The man was wrapped in a black robe, and he was tall and thin. A faint aura of curse flowed over him.
To be able to capture so many insane guides, this person must have more than one cursed black beast.
At this point, they had completely surrounded the basement.
"Are you a player? Or a member of the tribe?" Su Mingan looked up and saw the man's face hidden in the darkness. There was no name on this man's head, so he was most likely an NPC.
The man didn't reply, but held out a hand.
The hand was pale and bony, a male hand.
He stroked the fur of the cursed black beast next to him, as if he was stroking a well-behaved and docile little animal. The extremely dangerous cursed mud flowed down from the black beast's body and touched his arm, but could not penetrate even a little deeper.
No one can resist the curse on a cursed creature. There is a risk of the curse erupting as long as you touch it.
Being able to come into such close contact with it, and even transform the physiques of these guides... this is simply not the realm of humans.
Hetos's thoughts were a little confused, and he only woke up for a moment now. He suddenly realized that the existence that could drive the cursed black beast... was not that simple at all. Even the strongest guide could not control such an extremely dangerous existence.
So, who is that black-robed man...
In Su Mingan's sight, the man in black robe withdrew his hand.
“…Adventurer, you have been traveling with my followers until now, but you still don’t know who I am?” The black-robed man’s voice was a little hoarse.
As soon as he said this, Su Mingan's originally relatively peaceful live broadcast room exploded instantly.
Hearing this, Hetos was frightened and took a step back.
He suddenly remembered that only the source of disaster and curse, the Nine Gods Elya, had the ability to create and purify curses.
so……
"——Evil God!" His face flushed: "——You are awake! I knew that only an evil being like you could do such a thing as turning us into disgusting cursed creatures! You——"
“Bang!”
Su Mingan was slightly stunned.
Hertos' blood stained his side.
He turned his head and saw that Hetos, who had just been cursing, had turned into a pool of black mud.
The twelfth-ranked guide, Hetos, didn't even last a second before dying without any warning as his body exploded.
It's simply... like someone instantly triggered the curse hidden in my body.
Su Mingan withdrew his gaze, but his eyes seemed very calm.
"Okay, stop pretending." He said, "Even if you use this method that can kill people instantly, I will not believe you. Jiu Shen can't wake up now. The energy is not enough."
He knew that the man in black robe was definitely trying to scare him, and this man couldn't be Jiu Shen.
The energy incarnation of Jiu Shen - the tentacle monster is now in Siber's body. It is impossible for Jiu Shen to wake up at this time.
This man in black robe should be a guy who has learned some tricks to deceive people and wants to play tricks like him.
The other party laughed.
"Alright." He said, "I knew I couldn't fool you. How about this, you continue to pretend to be your Hundred Gods, and I continue to create my Black Beasts, and we can see... who can rule the Dome faster."
Su Mingan drew out his knife.
"No need." He said, "Let's solve it here."
Facing his blade, the man in black robe looked at a guide in the corner.
"Just now, Hetos didn't have time to introduce the guide." The black-robed man pointed at the guide in the corner and said, "Aren't you curious about what authority the ninety-ninth guide holds?"
"Not curious." Su Mingan walked towards him.
"The authority of the guides cannot overlap. They all hold unique authority." The man in black robe said, "So, if there is overlap, it means someone is lying."
Su Mingan raised the knife, and the blade flashed with a cold light.
Now, no matter what the man in black robe said, he could not distract his attention.
"...The ninety-ninth guide, Shimaya." The black-robed man looked at him, his voice still calm:
"——Its authority is, 'prophecy'."
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