Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 14 I really deserve to die

After hesitating for a long time, Shangguan Zhi finally clicked in slowly.

The underworld is divided into eighteen levels, each with its own theme.

From the first level of the hell of tongue-pulling to the eighteenth level of the hell of sawing, the difficulty shows an increasing trend, but the rewards are also constantly increasing.

With each level passed, the player will be cursed, and starting from the fifth level, Black and White Impermanence will appear on the map. When attacking the player, there is an extremely low probability that they will kill the opponent with one blow, but the reward for killing the opponent will also be extremely generous.

Moreover, in the underworld, Fang Wai also kindly gave a warning, telling the players that it is very dangerous here. This thing is only made to satisfy those monks who are looking for excitement. Ordinary players should just try the ordinary levels.

If it weren't for these words, Shangguan Zhi might have slipped away.

It’s not easy to develop your own account. If it fails here, I’m afraid I’ll cry to death.

But after seeing these words, Shangguan Zhi didn't want to leave anymore.

Through "Survivor", he gained great reputation in the gaming community, and he felt that he was more or less a well-known figure.

If he could be the first to obtain information about the underworld, his status in the gaming circle would be greatly enhanced, making him admired by more people.

In addition, the rewards here are really generous, and under various temptations, he decided to give it a try.

However, even in this situation, he still read the monster information of the first level of the underworld, the Tongue-Pulling Hell, in detail and found that the monsters on the first level were not difficult.

Taking a deep breath, he chose the hell of tongue-pulling, and then watched his villain walk into the underworld with a fearless attitude towards death.

Compared to the ground, the atmosphere in the underworld is more gloomy.

Although limited by the capacity and performance of the bamboo slips, Lin Yuan still tried his best to use various game production techniques to make the atmosphere of the underworld even more terrifying.

Reducing the player's visual range can greatly reduce the illusion of monsters on the same screen, while also enhancing the player's sense of restriction.

The eerie atmosphere made Shangguan Zhi realize that the first level was not difficult, but he still couldn't help but feel nervous.

But when the first white skeleton emerged from the ground, he was immediately startled.

If the character in "Righteous Survivor" was not set to attack automatically, he might have to be tickled a few times by this skeleton before he would remember to fight back.

When the protagonist took out the Burning Sun Mirror, the white skeleton in front of him was directly burned and turned into cultivation that rolled into the character's body.

Although it was just a small skeleton, Shangguan Zhi's breathing quickened when he saw the cultivation level provided by the other party.

"He actually has 3,000 cultivation points, which is about the same as the small bosses in the normal levels. But it's very easy to kill him, and he was killed in seconds."

Then, more white skeletons came like a tsunami.

Although they looked extremely scary, these skeletons were like ice chips in front of the Burning Sun Mirror and were almost incinerated upon contact.

A huge amount of cultivation came rolling in, and the unprecedented wonderful experience made Shangguan Zhi open his eyes wide, and his mood became extremely high.

This feeling is several or even dozens of times more refreshing than improving one's own realm!

Almost every once in a while, one's realm would be elevated, and one's character would continue to go down, heading towards a deeper hell.

Tongue-Pulling Hell...

Scissors hell...

Iron Tree Hell...

Mirror of Hell...

After going down four levels of hell in a row, Shangguan Zhi was unstoppable and headed straight into the Steamer Hell.

At this time, Shangguan Zhi had already reached a great level. More props were unlocked, and more talents were revealed, waiting for him to strengthen himself.

Although the Black and White Impermanence with the ability to kill instantly will appear in the fifth level of the Steamer Hell, Shangguan Zhi has now completely lost his mind. In his eyes, the Black and White Impermanence are just chickens and dogs, not worth mentioning.

When the first Black and White Impermanence appeared, he was a little surprised.

But when he saw that the Black and White Impermanence were destroyed by his magic weapon as soon as they appeared, he was no longer disturbed. He laughed heartily twice and began to hunt the Black and White Impermanence here.

As long as he was careful of the Black and White Impermanence, the magic powers of other monsters would be unable to break through his defense. The monsters' attacks were like scratching an itch in front of Shangguan Zhi's iron-clad panel, and even his health bar did not move at all.

At this moment, Shangguan Zhi felt that he was a god, the savior of this world. He was about to become invincible and save this miserable world! Thinking of this, Shangguan Zhi couldn't help but recite a poem.

"Drive the long sword, destroy the enemy chieftain, go to the west for ninety thousand miles, and smash...ah!"

Shangguan Zhi's blood ran cold before he finished reading the poem.

He just shifted his attention for a moment, and a Black Impermanence inexplicably appeared under his feet.

Although this Black Impermanence was directly burned by the Burning Sun Mirror, before he died, he still encountered Shangguan Zhi's character and inflicted some minor damage on Shangguan Zhi.

But it was this small amount of damage that directly triggered the small-probability special effects of the Black and White Impermanence, instantly killing Shangguan Zhi's character.

A cultivation base at the Nascent Soul stage, a soul that has been tempered through thousands of trials, a character that has been built up from countless props and magic weapons, a character that has taken a lot of time to cultivate...

At this moment, it's gone.

Shangguan Zhi stared blankly.

He watched the words "permanent death" appear on the screen, and watched his character being buried underground, never to rise again.

He saw the protagonist's son pick up his father's weapon, and endless sorrow appeared on his young face, just like his current mood.

The heart stopped beating at this moment, the blood around the body tightened at this moment, the brain was blank at this moment, and then there was a dense sound like paper being torn.

That was the sound of his sanity breaking.

I don't know how much time passed before he began to breathe heavily as if a drowning man had just breathed in air.

He felt a cramp in his chest and sweat poured out uncontrollably, making him sweat all over.

With the last bit of hope in mind, he checked his surroundings again and again, hoping that this was just an illusion.

His previous character wasn't actually dead, he was just injured.

As long as you look carefully, you might see the other person resting somewhere.

"Come back, you must come back."

"Fang Wai, you can't be so cruel!"

"You can't!"

But no matter how hard he looked, he could only see a small tombstone in the open space behind the house, and the heart-piercing words on the tombstone:

[The nameless one was killed by the Black Impermanence of the Steamer Hell. He was in the Nascent Soul Realm when he died.]

Looking at this line of words, Shangguan Zhi was stunned.

The cold words, without any warmth at all, froze the blood in his body.

Tears welled up belatedly, letting him know that he had lost a close friend and a clone of himself forever.

He should have thought of it earlier...

He should have thought of it earlier!
He clearly knew that there would be Black and White Impermanence on the fifth floor, and he also knew that monsters from the underworld would appear randomly.

He could have avoided all this, but he didn't!

It was not the Black Impermanence who killed the Nameless Man, but himself! Because of his greed and arrogance, his comrades died in the dark underground, and were buried along with his ideal of saving the world.

Damn me!
sorry!
Putting down the bamboo slips, Shangguan Zhi crawled into his bed and cried in despair.

While Lin Yuan was having a midnight snack in the cafeteria, he suddenly noticed that there was an unusual movement in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his body.

A large amount of despair and regret swept over, causing a silk thread on the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to continuously condense and eventually transform into a solid entity that penetrated the surface of the flag.

Looking at the silk thread and listening to the desperate cries on it, Lin Yuan found that judging from the quantity, the other party seemed to be really dead.

"I killed someone? When did it happen?"

At this moment, Lin Yuan was a little confused.

(End of this chapter)