World of Superpowers: Kill monsters to explode skills

There are many posts on the forum about teaching and basic knowledge, but for Shi Yan, there are no performances.

In a dark and humid cave, the top of the cave is full of various strange stone thorns. Dozens of strange human figures in black robes surround a dark altar with complicated inscriptions carved on it. There are blood-colored patterns, and four stone pillars that can be placed on the altar are erected around the altar. Three of the stone pillars are already filled with things.

A man in red robe stood in the center of the man in black robe and slowly turned around.

A middle-aged man with bloodshot eyes and red eyes slowly appeared in everyone's eyes. A hideous scar extended from the man's right eye to his chin.

"How are the preparations for the thirty new born superpowers?" the man said slowly.

"Sir, we are ready for the last six copies, but yesterday a believer under my direct jurisdiction died in Xingyang City."

"Oh? The gap in the dark world can be opened with just this last sacrifice. This critical moment cannot be missed. Yingyi, go and harvest that spot yourself."

"yes!"

A man whose face was hidden under a black robe spoke out.

"The rest of the people are working hard to search for their hard work for me."

"yes!"

The rest of the people responded in unison.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the sound of cars honked.

Shi Yan was sitting on the sofa at this time, his thin hair slightly covering his eyes, and he kept clicking on the remote control in his hand, switching between different movie channels.

Suddenly, a piece of news came into Shi Yan's eyes, "There have been many murder cases in Xingyang City recently. Citizens are asked not to go out at night to prevent accidents. Our security department is quickly chasing the suspect." A woman said seriously.

Shi Yan's eyes narrowed. Behind the news were mosaic pictures. Although the pictures were all mosaic, they could still make people feel the bloodiness of the scene.

"If I remember correctly, this city seems to be Xingyang City."

"Haha, pray that you don't want to die."

After Shi Yan looked at it, he didn't take it to heart. Xingyang City is so big and there are so many people. How could he meet him by chance? Even if he did, he wouldn't know who would kill whom.

Shi Yan just watched the TV, time passed slowly, and the sky gradually darkened.

Shi Yan clicked on the system panel and looked at it. He was about to enter the dungeon again. It was said that the real mission system could be opened at level 4.

Shi Yan's thin lips curled up slightly, and he could start hunting again immediately. This period of time was really boring.

When the system entered the dungeon and the countdown ended, Shi Yan's eyes flashed. Even with Shi Yan's eyesight, he didn't feel what happened.

After his vision became clear again, Shi Yan had appeared in a white space.

[In the random matching copy]

After a section was loaded, Shi Yan flashed in front of him and appeared at the gate of a school. The entire school occupied an extremely vast area. Standing at the gate and looking to both sides, it was impossible to see the end.

There were dozens of people around Shi Yan, both men and women.

Everyone had a serious look on their face, and the system panel suddenly popped up.

"General task: serve as a teacher and teach students for two days."

"This copy prohibits players from killing each other."

Shi Yan was stunned when he saw the last thing. This dungeon actually prohibited players from killing each other. It was really strange. There was obviously no such restriction before.

Others seemed to have noticed this. The players who were still looking at each other warily relaxed their vigilance slightly, and the cold atmosphere around them gradually relaxed.

The school's gate is about fifteen meters long. It is made up of iron railings. The iron railings are all a strange bright red color. The overall style is like a prison door.

The big iron gate is now old, and the mottled railings are engraved with traces of time. Standing at the iron gate, there was a pungent smell of rust and paint between the breaths.

Behind the railing of the gate stood an old man in a suit. The old man had white hair and wrinkles on his face. He had a smile, and his eyes and face revealed a bit of peace.

Shi Yan looked at the old man and narrowed his eyes slightly because he saw the number on the old man's body.

"Level 8!"

The big iron door suddenly opened slowly and automatically to both sides. The wheels under the iron door rubbed against the ground and made a harsh sound, like scraping rust off with your fingers. It made people's skin crawl.