I broke the horror game

"Rakshasa is a copy?"

At first, Luo Yi thought that Rakshasa was a place name in the underworld, but now that Xiao Jiu said it, Rakshasa should also belong to the hell-level dungeon.

"Yes." Xiao Jiu nodded: "The full name of the Rakshasa copy should be called Rakshasa Purgatory, which is at the same level as the current underworld."

"Sir, your information is a bit behind." Po Meng on the side added: "Since you fell asleep, my lord, the guys in Rakshasa Purgatory like to come to our underworld to cause trouble every now and then, and they have also poached many of our ghosts. In the past,

Many of the ghosts who worked on my bridge have now gone to Rakshasa Purgatory to work as security guards."

"Even in the Palace of Hell, many ghosts have been poached. Although the boss of Rakshasa Purgatory is not as powerful as you, sir, the overall level of the dungeon may be much higher than that of our underworld. After all, sir, you are sleeping so much."

Over the years, Rakshasa has spent so much money and raised many ghosts, and their economic level is higher than ours now."

"Isn't this better?" Xiao Jiu raised the corner of her mouth slightly and looked at Luo Yi: "Boss, what do you think?"

"Okay, okay, it's just..." Luo Yi frowned slightly: "Since Rakshasa Purgatory has been developed for so many years, there must be many powerful ghosts in it. If the Yama Temple on your side cannot be used, then except for Po Meng, it seems that

No more high-end combat power!"

Luo Yi didn't expect him to grab it himself. At most, he could just follow behind and make a fool of himself.

If you want to grab a hell-level copy, it will be a collision between ghost kings. As for him, it is of little use. He still has this self-knowledge.

"What do you mean there is no high-end combat power except for me?" Po Meng rolled her eyes at Luo Yi. After it regained its true appearance, it was full of charm, just like a rose, but with thorns.

"You underestimate our Underworld too much. Do you know what level our Underworld was at its peak? I think back then, when you were still asleep, our Underworld even surpassed the death level."

Okay, here’s another reminder of the past.

This is One-Eye's mantra. It seems that since One-Eye blocked the attack of the Lord of Mysteries last time, he seems to have been falling into a deep sleep, and he doesn't know when he will wake up.

We still need to find a chance to retrieve all its internal organs.

One thing to say, although One-Eye is very arrogant, as a teammate he is inexplicably reassuring.

"I'm telling you, even if there is no help from the Yama Palace, if we really want to fight, Rakshasa Purgatory is no match for our underworld, do you believe it or not?" Po Meng obviously didn't want to be looked down upon by Luo Yiyi, and she became more and more excited as she spoke.

"In addition to the Yama Palace, are there other high-level combat forces in the Underworld?"

"What else?" Meng Po suddenly smiled mysteriously: "Your Majesty has many die-hard fans. Although you have been sleeping these years, those die-hard fans are always there. As long as you give the order, they can invade Luo at any time.

Purgatory."

"It's been such a long time since I last saw you. You've learned a lot of new words." Xiaojiu pinched Po Meng's face and then said, "Then go and make preparations and let them sneak into Rakshasa Purgatory first."

"What about you, my lord?"

"My boss and I still have something to do."

"Okay." Mrs. Meng nodded without asking any more questions, turned around and left the other side.

Looking at Po Meng leaving and the little zombie chasing the butterfly in the distance, Luo Yiyi looked at Xiao Jiu with doubt.

"Aren't we leaving?"

"Don't worry." Xiao Jiu walked towards the sacred tree that covers the sky: "Boss, do you know what level the boss of a hell-level copy belongs to?"

"Ghost King?"

"You can say that." Xiao Jiu walked to the sacred tree and stopped: "The basic ghost power of the ghost king is 10,000. At this time, it can be called a first-level ghost king. Every time you increase the ghost power ladder by 10,000, you can go up one level. Normally

The ghost power of a ghost king is basically between 10,000 and 20,000, so most ghost kings are first-order ghost kings or second-order ghost kings."

"A first-level ghost king can become the boss of a nightmare-level dungeon, but to become the leader of a hell-level dungeon, you need at least a fifth-level ghost king."

"Fifth-level ghost king?" Luo Yi secretly clicked his tongue. The fifth-level ghost king is equivalent to having fifty thousand ghost powers.

And he only has one thousand ghost powers now. Even if all the ghost patterns are activated, it seems that he can't exceed two thousand.

I thought he was already quite strong, but now it looks like he is still a scumbag.

The speed of improvement is still too slow.

"As far as I know, the leader of Rakshasa Purgatory has a ghost power of more than 50,000, and may have secretly become a sixth-level ghost king. Without the participation of Yama Palace, it would be very difficult for him to rob Rakshasa Purgatory.

"

Xiaojiu walked to the sacred tree and put his hand on the trunk of the sacred tree while talking.

"You won't take action?"

Luo Yi didn't know what stage Xiao Jiu was in, but according to Meng Po's previous statement, the underworld at its peak exceeded the death level, so Xiao Jiu's strength must have surpassed the sixth level ghost king.

Moreover, Xiao Jiu's true identity is Hou Tu. According to the setting, Xiao Jiu's true strength may even surpass the tenth-level ghost king.

If Xiao Jiu had taken action, he would have easily robbed Rakshasa Purgatory.

"You want me to take action?" Xiaojiu looked back at Luo Yi and showed a meaningful smile: "If I take action, you may die."

"Huh?" Luo Yi looked puzzled: "Why will I die if you take action?"

"If I want to take action, I must first accept all the memories brought by the Flower of the Other Shore. In the memory, I seem to be very cold, like a cold machine. With that kind of temperament, you tricked me into signing so many contracts. Do you think I will do it when the time comes?"

Will I kill you casually?"

Well……

It seems to make some sense.

"Those contracts were of your own free will and were not fooled by me." Luo Yi felt that he still needed to defend himself.

Xiaojiu smiled and did not refute, and continued to fumble around on the sacred tree, as if he was looking for something.

"Since you can't take action and the Yama Palace can't call for help, what else do you ask Po Meng to prepare? You don't want her to be killed, right?"

"I can't take action, but you can!"

"Should I take action?" Luo Yi's face darkened: "How many picoseconds do you think it will take for the Ghost King to kill me?"

"Don't underestimate yourself so much. The Ghost King might even talk nonsense to you before he kills you. Then it won't be a picosecond. Maybe he can survive half a minute!"

Xiao Jiu didn't seem to find what he was looking for. He walked around the sacred tree for a few steps and then started looking for it on the trunk.

"There is no difference, both left and right will die."

"There is still a difference. One dies earlier and the other dies later."

Hearing this, Luo Yi blinked and looked at Xiao Jiu's figure groping under the sacred tree, falling into deep thought.

After recovering part of his memory, Xiao Jiu seems to be unable to be easily fooled.

"Found it." At this time, Xiao Jiu suddenly exclaimed. Luo Yi looked up and saw Xiao Jiu reaching into the tree trunk and taking out a heart.

A green beating heart.