hunter rule

How Zhao Guangli feels now.

It's like driving on the highway and suddenly breaking down.

That's how it feels.

"Any kind of extraordinary profession is indispensable. This is why Gu Chaoran wants to lead the team."

Gu Xintong lifted the curtain of the carriage, and Zhao Guangli bent down and walked out.

Needless to say, knights have extremely strong survivability. The construction system can operate machinery and perform logistical maintenance in the sub-hell area, while the order mages are the main attackers in exploring dark literature knowledge.

Zhao Guangli looked at the dark fog around him and put his right hand against his eyebrows.

The current situation is that the carriage has broken down and the rest of the journey will have to be done on foot.

Thinking about it, Gu Xintong grasped the void with her right hand and took out two strange-looking masks from the void with dark electric light.

Zhao Guangli took the crow-like [Beak Mask] from Gu Xintong's hand and put it on his face.

Gu Xintong put on the remaining red and white [Lucky Cat Mask].

"The black mist in the outer area of ​​Night Town has the ability to corrode the mind and inhibit the flow of energy. It would be better if it is wrapped in a mechanical shell. If it is inhaled into the mouth and nose, it will easily cause internal energy dissimilation. Over time, it will easily turn into an abnormality."

As a camping expert, Zhao Guangli has made sufficient preparations.

Under the mask, a pair of wise and cold pupils were revealed.

He took two steps forward, then squatted down and swept away the black fog in front of him with his hands.

Another street sign that smells of rot.

This time, a sentence was written in an old script, not the current script in the human world.

"[Life is forbidden to pass here]."

Behind Zhao Guangli, Gu Xintong spoke.

"This is [ancient human] writing. I have seen it in books before, and I probably know a little bit about it."

Zhao Guangli groaned and looked at the road sign ahead.

On the road sign, unlike the previous blood stains, there was nothing on this road sign, and it looked very clean.

It's just that the rotten, almost fishy smell is too strong.

This street sign is different from the previous one in only two words.

The warning is very serious.

but……

"To be honest, everyone is here, can anyone really turn back?"

Zhao Guangli looked behind him.

Even I, in such a dark fog, couldn't see clearly the path I came from.

When I came here, I thought that if I had to pass through the outer worm hell, at least they would be high-level human transcendent beings. The threats on the road signs were really unnecessary.

Zhao Guangli examined the road sign and suddenly his expression changed.

Gu Xintong took action instantly, and the evil magic exploded, bombing towards the mound of soil under the road sign.

A pale hand held the handle of the street sign.

Buried under the road sign was a corpse. What was strange was that the corpse had been turned into bones, and the clothes on it were extremely weird, as if they were not a product of this era at all. There was a sense of history from ancient times.

The prototype of ancient human beings that the teacher talked about.

What's even more weird is that the part of the arm that the bones are holding on to the street sign is actually fleshy.

The pale flesh and blood were clearly separated from the lower half of the white bones.

I don't know who buried this body in the ground.

Zhao Guangli looked at the bones with no expression on his face.

To be precise, he was looking at this skeleton.

After about half an hour of silence, the bones made a clicking sound, like a jamming sound during gear meshing.

"[xxxxxx]."

In such a horrific scene, the bones began to speak.

But what he said was something Zhao Guangli couldn't understand.

Zhao Guangli frowned, authority surged in his right hand.

The remaining flesh and blood of the bones began to converge towards Zhao Guangli, and the genetic chains were combined into useful messages.

They are all extremely broken pictures, not complete, and even the genetic chain has completely collapsed.

Zhao Guangli opened his eyes and inherited the writing on the bones.

"Prehistoric writing."

"This thing is the corpse of a prehistoric human."

Zhao Guangli's eyes became clear.

Historical faults, the turbulent dark ages were called prehistory. At that time, humans were the strongest race in the world.

Calculating this, I'm afraid it has been thousands of years. Why is this thing's right hand still completely incorruptible?

"[The creatures who have come from afar are very happy to see you.]"

The voice of Baigu had a dull feeling. Zhao Guangli didn't know where the sound came from for a moment. However, Zhao Guangli didn't care about such details. At least he could understand these words.

"[Under the cover of night, all life will fall into a deep sleep]."

"[Late night is the surge of chaos, a dark maze, endless dreams, the remembrance of the past and the prospect of future possibilities]."

"[We bathe in the night, pray for the night, look up to the night, and are willing to dedicate our souls to our night town]."

When the bones said this, they looked like real people, except that the only right hand with flesh and blood was still holding the road sign, and the other hand was holding a pious gesture on the chest.

It's exactly like the leader of that kind of religion reciting a prayer.

Bones guide the way.

This is the messenger leading to [Dark Town]. According to the kingdom's information, this kind of thing should be extremely rare and should be found deeper in the black mist.

Zhao Guangli rubbed his chin with his fingers.

"[Excuse me, are you going to Night Town?]."

The skeleton corpse asked.

Zhao Guangli took a step back with a brave look in his eyes.

At the same time, the girl took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Yes."

The bones didn't seem to have any emotions, and their voices were as usual. There was an inexplicable feeling that made Zhao Guangli want to kill this thing, and maybe he could get some gold coins.

"[Please pay one-third of your soul. The tax for living in Night Town will be deducted when you leave Night Town, and any excess will be refunded]."

"Go away."

Gu Xintong lifted up her little leather shoe and kicked it against the bones.

The white bones shattered easily, and the road sign was kicked dozens of meters away by the girl.

Zhao Guangli didn't know how Ye Zhen obtained the soul, but for him, there was no doubt that the soul must be in his own body.

Of course, Zhao Guangli already knew this.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to choose the second option.

At this moment, Bai Gu waddled over with a strange posture, holding a street sign.

Although he looked pitiful, Zhao Guangli didn't care.

"[There are outstanding people in Night Town, and everyone has their own outstanding characteristics]."

"[Every resident hopes to see a drama performance that is pleasurable to the soul. Through the drama performance, you can get a substitute soul that can be used to pay taxes and insurance. Of course, you only have one chance]."

These words were spoken to the girl, which made Zhao Guangli even more convinced. I am afraid that this white bone does not rely on appearance and extraordinary power to distinguish life.

But...soul.

The soul in Gu Xintong's body is Zhao Guangli. It is precisely because of this that even if the person he is talking to has changed, Bones will turn a blind eye.

They're all the same person anyway.

"[Please choose one of the following three options to show your happy and excellent soul. Note that every soul drama comes from your own soul memory]."

"[Option 1: In hell]."

"[Option 2: A choice without regrets]."

"[Option 3: Cruel Doomsday]."

Three choices appeared in Zhao Guangli's mind.

The girl stood in front of Zhao Guangli, thinking deeply.

When he came, the Duke once told himself that there are only two ways to enter Night Town for the first time under super power.

One is to pay one-third of one's own soul.

The second is through soul drama.

In short, it was a play. As for who the audience was, the Duke did not say, nor did Zhao Guangli ask.

The Duke was also vague about this matter. According to Zhao Guangli's guess, the Duke should not have participated in this so-called soul drama.

"Since it comes from my past, it's not a big problem. Isn't it just a matter of acting it out again?"

Zhao Guangli wiped his right hand and carefully directed Gu Xintong to speak.

"Option 2: A choice without regrets."

Gu Xintong said in a deep voice.

The girl's voice was like the cold night.

Bring up the stars.

When Zhao Guangli finished speaking these words, the surrounding black fog became thicker and thicker.

By the end it had turned into almost black satin.

A feeling of sleepiness came over him, like a wave, hitting Zhao Guangli's mind again and again.

High level rules!

Zhao Guangli opened his eyes wide and used his own strength to resist this sleepiness.

The white skeleton holding the road sign in front of me seemed blurry.

"[Soul Drama]...what exactly is it?"

Zhao Guangli forcibly awakened the genetic bloodline in his body, his eyes became clear, and then following that power, he seemed to have entered a world without people.

Dream.

"It turns out that I rely on [dreams] to complete this so-called soul drama performance."

Zhao Guangli woke up from the dark attic at this moment and saw a somewhat familiar roof.

By deconstructing the unknown, you can gain a sense of security.

The rules of Night Town were definitely created by a being who holds the power of [Dream].

Zhao Guangli pinched his face.

Real touch.

Extraordinarily real.

Is this actually a dream?

Fortunately, I entered with an absolutely clear attitude, otherwise, I would really have huge doubts.

Ordinary extraordinary beings, even advanced ones, might sink forever in this dreamland. Zhao Guangli had an idea that the bones of prehistoric humans might be the losers of the soul drama.

The room was dark, and Zhao Guangli was sitting on the bed.

This is the attic of Oak College. There are familiar smells everywhere, but...it always feels different.

The light outside the window seemed to be very good. Zhao Guangli got out of bed and opened the window.

Then for a moment, he suddenly felt something was not right.

"etc?"

It wasn't the bass he was familiar with, but a cold female voice.

Zhao Guangli raised his eyebrows slightly, went downstairs, and walked into the bathroom.

A cold and beautiful face, with Zhao Guangli's unique lazy feeling, was reflected in the mirror.

"?"

Zhao Guangli slowly typed a question mark.

Gu Xintong's body is Zhao Guangli's soul.

Why is it that when it comes time to act in a soul drama, it’s Gu Xintong’s past?

"[The boy and the girl agreed to snatch the ceremonial items of the Impes family. This is a poem of youth, but no one knows that the darkness has already been waiting in the dark.]"

"[Task 1: Cultivate Zhao Guangli into a transcendent without destroying the original plot]."

"[Task 2: Protect yourself without destroying the original plot]."

"[Final mission, completely kill Zhao Guangli]."

Looking in the mirror, Zhao Guangli showed a smile that a girl would never show.

Zhao Guangli finally got some clarity.

The so-called soul drama is reenacted in dreams.

Replay what happened in the past.

But the problem lies in this final task.

If the final task is not completed, this dream will continue.

Gu Xintong failed to completely kill Zhao Guangli in the Black Iron Castle, which led Zhao Guangli to kill Gu Xintong in the kingdom and turn him into a puppet.

Then come to Night Town, participate in the soul drama, and form a permanent reincarnation.

This kind of thing is extremely terrifying, and the most terrifying thing is that Zhao Guangli actually doesn't know very well whether entering the soul drama this time is his first reincarnation?

It is definitely a wise choice to use the power of inheritance to retain your sanity. If you are confused in the dream and blindly follow the original plot development, you will definitely fall into the reincarnation of the night!

Great horror!

The real horror, apart from unmatched monsters, is this.

"So, my goal is to kill Zhao Guangli completely as Gu Xintong."

Zhao Guangli snapped his fingers in the mirror.

"Then, let's get started."