Infinity Throne

【return! 】

[Welcome back to "The Land of the Dead". 】

[In the 'Ruins Battlefield', you killed the undead a total of 1120 times, including 'terrain kill', 'double kill', 'triple kill', 'quadruple kill', 'quintuple kill', 'big kill', etc. Waited for battlefield honors a total of 542 times, killed the 'Big Easter Egg' once, and earned a total of 8160 points. Currently there are: 9485 points. 】

[Remaining resurrection coins: 87. 】

[Current floor number: Floor 40. 】

[Performance evaluation level for this task: SS. 】

[Get additional evaluation: Those who exploit loopholes in the rules are so-so. 】

[Attention: 52.2%]

[There are still 24 hours until the next mandatory mission. 】

[Please increase the number of layers as much as possible. 】

[We are all very much looking forward to your next performance. 】

…

Yi Lin thinks that his rich experience is the best among the undead. It is difficult for anyone to compare with him. No matter what happens, he can remain calm and calm. But at this moment, when he looked at the change in "attention", he still couldn't help frowning and said dumbly:

"Is it improved by 20% in one battlefield?"

This seems a bit outrageous.

Although the level of attention increased with the undead's performance in the mission, it had increased so much in one breath. If there was nothing weird in it, he didn't believe it.

Yi Lin thought of that dream.

Vaguely, he seemed to have grasped a certain key.

But there was too much missing information, and Yi Lin felt like something was missing.

Even though Yi Lin didn't value the so-called "performance evaluation," he gradually understood the thoughts of the gods.

"That's fine."

Yi Lin's eyes flashed, and after the green flame disappeared, he stretched his hand into the black light pillar.

As his thoughts moved, the green flames in the light pillar regrouped to form a line of words.

…

[Do you want to spend 50 points to enter the ‘Town of the Dead’? 】

…

He is now a "rich man" with nearly 10,000 points, a mere 50 points, not even a fraction.

Don’t hesitate, come in!

A feeling of weightlessness came over him, and the jet black light suddenly spread out into a boundless black screen, drowning Yi Lin's figure.

A deep passage appeared in the black screen. He walked in and suddenly became enlightened.

Black and gray are also the main colors in the town of the dead, which is exactly the same as the painting style in the junction of the dead.

A series of square, short houses, well-proportioned.

The strange thing is that the house has no doors or windows, and is more like a square cut out of an unknown material.

The gray-black square surfaces rippled, and "shadow people" walked out of the squares one by one.

Yi Lin looked down at her body, which seemed out of place with the residents of the town of the dead.

But "they" seemed not to notice Yi Lin's existence at all. The sparse "shadow people" walked their own way, treating Yi Lin as transparent.

Are they residents of the Town of the Dead?

Yi Lin deliberately stood still in front of one of the "shadow people".

The next moment, something horrifying happened.

The shadow man penetrated directly from Yi Lin's body to her back.

"..."

It is truly a town of the dead.

It's really hellish.

Yi Lin quickly accepted this setting.

The style of the Town of the Dead is similar to that of Dead Junction. But compared to the border of the dead, this place was much more comfortable. Yi Lin felt as if she had breathed fresh air, and her walking pace gradually became unrecognizable.

The town of the dead is not large, and Yi Lin also saw other undead here.

However, in order to hide their identity, every undead chose to put on a "mask of the undead" and hurried past.

There is no benefit to fighting here, let alone any reason, so even if you meet other undead, everyone is still in peace. This is like an alternative "safe zone" for the undead to communicate, talk, or warm each other.

Yi Lin came to a huge rectangular building. The building also had no doors or windows. Next to the building was an illusory sign. The sign was translucent with green flames burning on it, which seemed to form some kind of text.

Taking a few steps closer, a translated font appeared next to the text: [Scent of the Dead].

"?"

Weird name.

Yi Lin stepped forward and put her palms on the wall out of curiosity.

There was a lubricating and cold feeling on the palm of his hand, and the next second, Yilin was transported to another place.

Green, purple, dark blue, gray, and various dark-colored spotlights interweave into a strange light curtain, swaying back and forth in the space, flashing and flashing. A bar counter appeared in front of Yi Lin's eyes. The stools beside the bar counter were carved from pale bones.

A bartender with dark purple skin and a bow-tie suit stood quietly behind the bar.

It has no face.

Where the face should be, there is only a smooth purple skin, without even the proper outline.

When Yi Lin stepped into [Scent of the Dead], the skin of the bartender's purple face and eyes cracked, revealing a black gem-like color inside. Those were obviously its "eyes", and various spotlights were there. The pure black eyes showed a different kind of brilliance.

"Welcome to Fragrance of the Dead."

The bartender's face had no mouth, but a strange accent sounded in Yi Lin's ears.

"here it is?"

Yi Lin calmly sat on the bone stool.

Not long after he sat on it, the skeletal stool shook.

"Kakakaka."

A harsh sound came from under her buttocks, and the stool actually grew bone claws, which firmly supported the extra part of Yilin's buttocks.

Awesome, this stool can automatically adjust the seat size according to the customer's "butt bump", which is more advanced than a massage chair equipped with artificial intelligence. This is also a novel experience for Yi Lin.

"Dead man, what would you like to drink?"

The bartender affectionately calls Yi Rin "the dead man".

Yi Rin asks to see the menu.

Seeing this, Yi Lin's expression went blank.

It was full of names I had never heard of before.

What about "Hell Masala", "Aidos Gwa", "Mandora of Tragic Death", "Corpse Oil from the Other Side", "Scarlet Grape"...

call.

When in country, do as the Romans do;

Yi Lin recited it silently three times deep in her heart to comfort herself.

“Have a glass of Marsala from hell.”

The name sounds relatively normal.

"Pop."

The bartender clapped and a glass of "wine" appeared in front of Yi Lin.

The wine glass is in the shape of a mini skull, with a circle cut across it from the horizontal line of the ears. The wine glass was filled with half a glass of transparent liquid as scarlet as blood, but the color was much lighter than blood, a bit like diluted red wine.

Yi Lin squinted her eyes and took a closer look. At first, he thought that what was floating on the surface of the wine was the physical phenomenon of water vapor condensing into mist in the air. But it turns out that he shouldn't use any scientific principles to explain everything in hell... because there are vaguely "human faces" in those cars.

Just this cup of "Hell Masala" cost Yi Lin 50 points.

Yi Lin gently shook the bone wine glass.

"Excuse me, what exactly is this place?"

The purple-skinned bartender stood there with no expression on his face, and the lights in the bar suddenly dimmed: "Dead man, please watch your words."

This answer is a bit abrupt.

But Yi Lin savored it for a few seconds and tasted it.

It means that this is a place that sells alcohol, not a place for you to ask questions.

Or...you haven't given enough?

"Um...then who are you?"

The bartender replied: "Waiter of the fragrance of the dead, Wu Lulu."

"Your name...seriously?"

"Of course, Dead Man."

Yi Lin's eyes flickered for a few times. After a moment of silence, Yi Lin fetched the wine list again.

"I ordered all the drinks in this row..."

The gap on Wu Lulu's face narrowed: "Dead man, Wu Lulu is very happy to do business with you, but with all due respect to Wu Lulu, you can't..."

"No, no, no," Yi Lin smiled and shook his head. He continued to shake his bone wine glass with an elegant and comfortable movement: "What I want to say is, the row I ordered just now is my treat."

"A treat?" Wu Lulu tilted her head, as if she was trying to understand the meaning of "a treat".

"you."

"Interesting Dead."

Wu Lulu clapped her hands, and a glass of green "wine" that looked like avocado juice appeared in front of Wu Lulu.

Yi Lin glanced into the cup, her pupils narrowed slightly... In the green water in Wu Lulu's cup, there was a bloody finger floating in the cup.

He drank it all in one gulp.

The expressions of humans and monsters cannot be generalized, but Yi Lin observed each other, and the slits in his eyes were curved downward on both sides... It must be delicious? Very enjoyable? very happy?

"Now, respectful, noble, handsome, admirable Lord Wu Lulu," Yi Lin said in a difficult-to-pronounce translation voice: "Can I please be a little less careful with my words now? ?”

While talking,

Yi Lin pinched the index finger and thumb of her right hand and rubbed it twice, using this method to indicate what "a little bit" meant.