For a moment, Bai Lixin even felt that he had fallen into a certain cool novel.

Xia Chi is the male protagonist with incredible luck. He is the unlucky control group cannon fodder for the absolute protagonist.

Xia Chi was eager to try: "Brother, do you want to go in and have a look?"

The cool wind blew from the passage and rolled on the faces of several people, like small knives scratching their faces.

Priscilla: "What do you think is in it?"

"The secret treasure of the human race," Xia Chi pointed at his yang acupoint, "A flash of inspiration, you know."

Bai Lixin: "..."

What the hell is this? I’m so impressed.

A burst of barking came from the depths of the road, one after another.

Several people were preparing to take action when a voice came from afar.

A person dressed as a maid waved to him and shouted to him from a distance, "Several guests, His Majesty the Emperor, His Majesty the Queen and His Majesty the Emperor are coming soon."

After the maid finished shouting, as if she had completed a set task, she left in a hurry.

Recalling the conversation between Wen Ziqing and the man on the second floor, Bai Lixin said: "You go over first and see who is the person Count Al traded with. We two will go in."

Xia Chi and the other three looked at each other, and Xia Chi was a little scared and looked inside the wall: "Brother, be smaller."

When the three of them left, Bai Lixin saw Di Jia casting a magic spell towards Xia Chi.

After watching the three people leave, Bai Lixin walked into the secret passage.

The mechanism on this wall is similar to what Bai Lixin saw in the [Blood Tribe] copy, but it is a little different.

The secret passage in the Castle of the Blood Tribe leads downwards, and this one extends directly out.

But when he entered the castle, he observed the structure of the castle from the front. He was already at the edge of the castle. Going forward, he should be facing the wall.

In the darkness, Di Jia suddenly grabbed Bai Lixin's wrist.

"There's something wrong with this recipe."

In the darkness, the voice belonging to Dijia reached Baili Xin's ears.

Bai Lixin was stunned for a moment and quickly called up the mission copy.

[Copy name: The Third Symphony of the Undead—Hymn of the Undead. There are 10 people participating in the game, and there are currently 3 people left.]

Then he opened the friends column, and his name had been dimmed.

Oh, sure enough, he became one of the dead again.

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As soon as Xia Chi and the others entered the hall, the system's prompt sounded.

[Ding! Player death x1, there are currently 3 players left, I wish the players a happy game. 】

Xia Chi&Li Cancan&Liang Xi: "..."

The boss died again, what expression should he use this time?

Scared? Shocked? Sad? Surprised?

The three of them looked at me, and I looked at you, their expressions were a little dull for a moment.

Li Cancan: "That tunnel is an existence similar to your junior world, Xia Chi?"

Xia Chi was checking the friend list when he noticed that Baili Xin's profile picture had dimmed, "That should be it, right?"

Liang Xi swallowed his saliva: "I remember the last time I saw you going through the [Vampire] dungeon, all the players had entered the other world."

"Although he is not dead, the system determines that he is dead, so the copy is closed directly?"

"If all four of me had gone in..."

Before he finished speaking, the scalps of the three people suddenly tightened.

Now there are only four of them left who still meet the "alive" status assessed by the system.

If he is also judged dead by the system, wouldn't this copy be unable to exit?

Just when the three of them were frightened, the piano in the hall suddenly stopped.

At the same time, the guard's high-pitched communication sound sounded.

"Your Majesty is here!"

"The Queen is here!"

"His Majesty the Emperor has arrived!"

Walking at the front was a four-year-old man with regular features, wearing a luxurious gold-red royal robe and a crown on his head, which was very luxurious.

The man was holding someone's arm. He was a good-looking man with a warm smile on his face.

Although these two people look good, their expressions are dull.

Behind him was a young man in his twenties with soft and gorgeous features.

If Bai Lixin were here, he would find that this effeminate young man is the one who just made a fool of himself...

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Bai Lixin: [So if he had just come in, this instance would have been closed directly? 】

At this time, Bai Lixin was on the run from the system.

Escape the system: [Theoretically, this is correct.]

Bai Lixin: [What will I do if the copy is closed?]

Escape the system: [Keep the status quo, but you entered this world because the system sent you here. Once the system determines that all players are dead, it will immediately cut off the connection with this copy of the game lobby. ]

[Even if you don’t die later and complete the mission, you still won’t be able to enter the game lobby.]

[Unless the next group of people enters and plays the dungeon again, you may return to the game dungeon. 】

[But in fact, the time flow rate in the game dungeon is different in the real world. When you watch the live broadcast in the game lobby, you may feel that the dungeon was opened as soon as it was closed, but in the dungeon world, a year may have passed, or it may

Years have passed, and in some cases hundreds of years have passed.]

[So even if the system makes a wrong judgment by chance, there are almost no players who come back from the dungeon.] The system paused for two seconds and corrected it rigorously, [Except for your [Vampire] dungeon last time, that was an exception. 】

Bai Lixin opened the backpack bar and found that the two secret treasures were still there: [After Wen Ziqing was pronounced dead, the secret treasures returned to the undead tribe, why are mine still there? 】

Escape system: [There are different determination methods. The system is also afraid of misjudgment, so in order to protect the safety of the player, only the backpack determines that the player has lost the jump, and the backpack cannot be beaten. Only the backpack cannot be beaten, and the dungeon props inside will be reset. Players, you

Now there is still jumping, the backpack can be hit, and all two props are still there.】

Bai Lixin closed the backpack rail and raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly.

Looking at it this way, the flash of inspiration buff is sometimes not that useful.

Relieved.

He quickly took out the flashlight from his backpack and turned on the light.

At first glance, I thought it was just a Tao, but when I walked in, I discovered that there was a whole other world inside.

The darkness here is so extreme that even if you turn the flashlight to the maximum, there is not much light.

I looked around and couldn't see the direction at all.

He couldn't even find the direction of the entrance, and the surroundings were pitch black.

The sound of dogs barking is so close yet so far away.

Priscilla could only tentatively move forward for the time being.

Along the way, except for the first few words, Di Jia didn't say anything. He just held Bai Li Xin's wrist seriously, fearing that the other party would get separated.

After walking for a while and not reaching the end, Baili Xin stopped helplessly and looked at Di Jia: "Your problem seems to be a little bigger than before."

Dijia was silent for a few seconds and said slowly: "The magic of making this alien space is the same as the magic of different time and space that I made at Sen Anzui before."

"This is a magic I created when I was an apprentice. I wrote the magic on a piece of paper. The only one who has seen this magic is my teacher."

"I was always afraid that this kind of magic would cause panic, so I destroyed it immediately after the teacher read it."

"The magician who made this place must have a deep connection with my teacher." Dijia was silent for a moment. "Your previous guess was correct. I even suspected that this magician might be my teacher."

"A person's body shape can be disguised, and even his temperament can be deceptive. But magic is the second face of the magician, and the traces of magic used will leave details that the magician himself will ignore."

A white magic array appeared in front of Dijia. With the appearance of this magic array, the entire dark space was shaken.

"This magic circle resonates with the original magic circle my teacher taught me. It has the same origin."

"I'm very curious about the reasons why he did these things and why he lived so long."

"But the energy he spends in this magical space is higher than mine. This is a dark labyrinth. There must be a specific guide to enter the real nuclear zone."

Guide?

He has it, who says he doesn’t have it?!

Priscilla opened her backpack and took out the lion fur coat.

With these continuous barkings and the previous hint from the three-headed dog, it would be difficult not to get them together, right?

Wouldn’t the fur given by the Lion King come in handy?!

Sure enough, the moment Bai Xianglin took out the lion skin, the barking of dogs suddenly stopped.

The sound of wild beasts running wild came from a distance, and then six bright red light bulbs lit up in the distance, and they were still approaching him.

The light bulb was getting closer and closer, and when it was very close, Bai Lixin realized that it was not a light bulb at all, but three pairs of blood-red eyes.

A tall giant dog five meters long appeared in front of him.

The prison dogs in the picture book look very similar, with three heads, black fur, and huge teeth. Each dog has a riveted metal collar around its neck.

Dijia: "Why didn't I arrive?"

Priscilla: "You're not as smart as me after all."

Ah!

Even if he is lucky enough, he has to be the golden finger.

Dijia: "..."

Why am I so mean-mouthed? I, bah.

When the three-headed dog came to Baili Xindijia, it started panting "Hadahada", and the three heads kept lowering their heads and sniffing.

Baili Xin put the lion's fur in front of him. After sniffing it, the three-headed dog squatted down and lay on it, and then barked at the two of them.

Good brother, come up and sit down?

Bai Lixin smiled, pulled Di Jia and jumped up directly.

Just take a seat!

As soon as the two of them sat down, the three-headed dog turned into a bolt of lightning, directly breaking through the darkness and turning into a white point of light.

In front of Bailixin's eyes, the darkness turned into a colorful tunnel.

Dijia turned his head and looked at these changing colors, and in a daze, some forgotten scenes flashed before his eyes.

——"Mixed little guy, I saved you. From today on, I will be your teacher."

——"You are the god of magic, I will teach you some magic."

——"Remember your mission, in order to protect the future of Sibi Continent and prevent the prophecy from happening."

——"Who am I? I am an intelligent being from a higher plane. One day, the system will send me back there again. You are just an insignificant copy of the world here, and you are just a bunch of data. Data Security

The ambition of the swan."

——"The harm and danger you are suffering now are just my training for you. Only through this can you grow into the best magician."

——"Even if you sacrifice your life, you must protect Sibi Continent. That is your mission."

——"Once the destined person appears, you must kill him as soon as possible for the sake of Sibi Continent. You two are the curse of this world and the existence of sin."

Those forgotten memory fragments appear in my mind one after another.

Higher planes, intelligent bodies, copy worlds, data...

After he accepted the memory fragments of those mermaid worlds, he suddenly gained a new understanding of those unfamiliar words.

The master who adopted him should be Baili Xinyi, and he was also a missionary.

Dijia looked at Baili Xin sitting in front from behind. The three-headed dog was running very fast. Baili Xin's short, lingering hair was blown by the wind and rolled into small pieces behind her ears.

Dijia moved forward, leaned his hand from Baili Xin's waist, and naturally grabbed Baili Xin's hand.

With her forehead forward, her soft hair blows on her cheeks, like a lover's delicate kiss.

Dijia: "Bai Li Xin."

Hearing the sound, Bai Lixin was about to turn around, but was stopped by Di Jia.

"I have always felt that protecting Sibi Continent is my mission."

Dijia's voice was a little blurry because of the wind.

"To do this, I can put myself into a deep sleep, or I can forcibly tear my own power to seal it, or I can even keep trying to die."

"For this mission, I can hurt myself, but I never care about the so-called destined person."

Dija held onto Bailixin's hand through the pure white knitted gloves.

"I'm sorry that I ever harbored such ill will toward you."

But from now on, I will do my best to protect you.

Bai Lixin: "Why are you talking about these all of a sudden?"

Di Jia told Bai Li Xin in detail about the past when he got up. After hearing this, Bai Li Xin pondered for a moment: "Is your master also on a mission?"

Then there is a logical problem.

If this person is on a mission and he has not left this world, there are two possibilities.

One is that the task is not completed when the time is up, and the other is that the person is judged to be dead within the time limit.

In the first case, he will be punished by beheading directly by the system. The system's killing methods vary from person to person. It strikes quickly and accurately, hitting the vital point.

If the system took action, there was no way he would still be alive.

That can only be the second case.

He was judged dead by the system, but he himself was still "alive".

This "alive" can be divided into two situations. Either you follow him and enter another area that the system cannot recognize, causing the system to misjudge.

Or, they become Wen Ziqingyi's undead clan.

If it is the first situation, when a new player enters this instance, the system will re-detect his vital signs and determine that he is "alive".

Just like the people he rescued from the other world in the [Vampire] dungeon.

But he didn't.

All possibilities have been eliminated, leaving only one possibility.

Tiga's master was a former player, and he became an undead and survived until now.

It was obvious that the person Wen Ziqing was confronting was Di Jia's master.

There are a lot of pitfalls on his body. Zhou Guang has only been in this dungeon for five years and his whole body has become rotten and rotten, but that person only grew old for a short time.

His skin is intact, even his movements are flexible and natural, and he has not been corrupted.

This unique "old-timer" looks like a villain boss no matter how he looks at it.

Can players also become bosses?

As I thought about it, the colorful transmission tunnel gradually stopped.

The situation between the two of them gradually became clearer.

In front of him is a wooden octagonal pagoda building, one on top of another, rising straight into the sky.

This number of floors, despite the shape of the octagonal pagoda, actually has the same purpose as the game hall.

But the game hall is really high, towering into the clouds.

The height of this one is only eight stories at most.

On the top of the octagonal tower on the highest floor, a shining golden ball was placed to replace the luminous pearl that should have appeared in the pagoda.

Light emitted from the sphere, illuminating the pagoda below the area.

Dijia: "That should be the human race's secret treasure. I'll help you take it down."

I saw a whirlwind spinning around Dijia, and the next moment, Dijia appeared on the top of the tall tower...

In the castle hall, the young emperor was talking.

On the high throne, the emperor should have been the head of the country, but the queens sat on both sides of the emperor.

The mysterious Emperor stands majestically, clearly becoming the master of this world. He holds his head high and exudes a sense of superiority, as if everyone around him is just an ant under his feet and not worthy of attention.

"Tonight, there is no royal power, no nobles, only my guests. Everyone tonight will..."

Halfway through the inscription, the emperor suddenly paused.

The next moment, the emperor's eyes flashed, and his body instantly turned into a whirlwind and disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving behind only the somewhat dull emperor and empress, and a group of bewildered guests.

The guests who were left behind looked at me and I looked at you, whispering.

The voices of the three people were insignificant among these sounds.

Li Cancan: "This teleportation magic is similar to the one used by that big guy."

Xia Chi: "It's not just similar, it's exactly the same. Isn't that teleportation magic only used by big men? Why can this person called the Emperor also use it?"

Liang Xi: "I always feel that things are getting more and more complicated. Nothing will happen to Xin Shen, right? The emperor left in such a hurry. Is it because he felt the two of them?"

Xia Chi: "I don't know."

Li Cancan: "I'm a little panicked now. My right eyelid keeps twitching. My heart has been beating since I saw this person. His eyes are quite scary. His completely white eyes should obviously not be able to see clearly.

, but I feel like he’s been staring at me.”

Xia Chi's expression was no longer as free and easy as before. Although he didn't say it out loud, Li Cancan felt something strange the moment he saw the emperor.

He is quite good-looking, but Bai Lixin is the two extremes.

The beauty of Prism is dazzling, sometimes as warm as the rising sun, sometimes as bright as the noon sun.

But this man looked like a red-faced withered skeleton crawling among a pile of rotting corpses, with the dark aura of death all over his body.

He could even vaguely see the large black shadows surrounding the emperor. There were countless heads in those black shadows sobbing and wailing, which was chilling.

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