Chapter 228: Rabid Dog, Dared as Shit

"This is a sentence in the copy introduction."

"At the beginning of the copy, an NPC named Dandis will appear. He moved to a house in the town of Mailin because of work arrangements."

"At the beginning, he felt that something was watching him in the house, but he couldn't find it. Therefore, he invited his best friend to have a party in his house and played a game to find the source of this strange sight."

"In addition to his friends, there were also young people in the town who heard about this and came to the party together. In fact, we are the players who conquered the copy."

"The simplest normal level clearance condition is to successfully survive until the end of the party."

"Difficult level: Find the source of the prying sight."

"Nightmare level: Eliminate or contain the eyes in the cabinet."

"This copy is said to be dangerous, but it is not absolute. As long as you don't look at those cabinets, the chance of encountering weirdness will be greatly reduced."

"But if we want to conquer the entire copy, we must face the weirdness inside."

The information given by Ritter recorded many details in the copy. It can be seen that this information must have condensed the efforts of many people.

When the rules of the dungeon were unknown, many people risked their lives to explore and try, and only then could they summarize so many valuable strategies.

This provided great help for conquering the dungeon this time.

Mike sighed, and he gave the highest praise to those respectable warriors in his heart.

Ritter: "Next, I will organize a team of the best-trained warriors and take the best special weapons to conquer this dungeon."

Mike made an official salute: "What do you need me to do?"

Ritter: "You continue to keep an eye on the Eternal Kingdom. If there are any changes, respond in time."

"Yes."

Soon, Ritter gathered all the people and set off for the location of the dungeon. The other logistics personnel of the investigation team watched them leave.

In the C-level dungeon, the most powerful weird is the green-faced level, which has an incomplete weird domain.

And the weapons they have may not be able to defeat the green-faced weird.

They can only see if they can use some of the rules in the dungeon to defeat this weird, and finally successfully contain the weird and conquer this C-level dungeon.

There is a country abroad that has also used the rules in the dungeon, plus the weapons purchased from Yigui Company, to successfully conquer a dungeon.

Everyone in their hearts wished them a safe return.

Mike was paying attention to the Eternal Kingdom.

Because the time to summon the gods was approaching, the organization of believers became stronger.

Many believers with older qualifications and all members of the Eternal Kingdom came to the base.

The cave was also cleared out.

The altar did not change.

But the scope was expanded a lot.

There was a lot of blood flowing on it, and the blood offered to this god could not be replaced by animals such as chickens, ducks, pigs, cattle and sheep. It could only be human blood, and it had to be the blood of living people.

Mike stood under the altar.

After seeing the blood flowing there clearly, his heart was even colder.

So much blood, can it really be collected by just relying on the one or two drops of blood dripped by these believers when participating in the ceremony?

I'm afraid that the investigation team can't find out the whereabouts of those missing people for no reason. Is that in this altar?

After seeing the scene on the altar, none of the believers felt fear. On the contrary, they were very excited and excited.

Because this means that the footsteps of summoning the gods to come are getting closer.

And all kinds of greedy desires in their hearts are about to be satisfied.

These believers may not have thought that the people of the Eternal Kingdom took advantage of their inner desires and regarded them as the first delicacy after the gods came.

The gods who came to this world after consuming a lot of power need fresh blood and flesh to replenish their power.

The bloody smell on the altar filled the entire cave, the divine patterns engraved on the ground became brighter and brighter, and the uncomfortable evil breath became stronger and stronger.

Mike stood under the altar and couldn't raise his head because of the pressure of this breath.

He took a deep breath, almost inhaling the bloody smell in his nose, and still wanted to rely on breathing to adjust his timidity of wanting to kneel down when facing that breath.

He carefully looked at the believers next to him with the corner of his eyes.

Those people were affected by the weirdness in their bodies, and their bodies and spirits had been almost eroded. They looked fanatical and crazy, but they lacked the fear of that breath.

Losing fear means that they have lost their perception of danger.

Fear is a double-edged sword.

Some people will lose their sense of proportion because of fear, want to escape, or even collapse in fear.

But some people can overcome their fear and have stronger power to face powerful enemies.

These people who have lost their fear and are full of desires have become zombies driven by evil gods.

Mike thought that these people have become devils.

If Mike knew the culture of Xia, he would know that there is a more appropriate word to describe these people, that is, ghosts.

The ceremony of the day ended.

The witch stood far away from the altar.

There was a man standing behind him.

In every ceremony, the witch was always alone, and it was rare to see other people around him.

But this time, a tall and strong man appeared beside him.

He was very tall. Even when he stood behind the witch, he still looked like a huge shadow, filling up the space.

This man had light golden hair like broken gold, and he was wearing a tightly wrapped ancient battle robe with armor.

He carried a long heavy sword on his back, and his red cloak fluttered close to him, just like him, like a heavy mountain, firmly guarding behind the witch.

It seemed that he noticed Mike's sight.

Those blue eyes, like a mad dog with a keen sense of smell, stared at him all of a sudden, with violence in them.

It seemed that as long as he noticed a little bit of malice directed at the witch, he would pounce on them madly and bite off the throats of those people!

Stared at by that violent, mad dog-like sight.

Mike's back was immediately sweating.

The sense of oppression was too strong.

Even at this moment, it overshadowed his fear of the evil breath.

The man stared at Mike with a sharp gaze, and only looked away after he seemed to confirm that Mike was harmless.

Mike quickly looked away, not daring to stare at Wu anymore.

He wiped the sweat off his face without leaving a trace.

He couldn't help but curse inwardly, his shitty courage was really not easy to be scared.