Under the thick darkness of the night, a woman in a white coat was squatting beside the box, rummaging around.

Her hair is messy, her face is pale, and the robot hand on her left limb is making a "click" sound. This is the mad scientist who transformed into a half-cyborg, Isabella.

As for her carving pen and a bucket of animal blood, she threw them aside. It seemed that the activity of carving the altar had nothing to do with her.

She raised her hand, and the hand covered with cyan veins held a silver-white mechanical ball. As she rotated the mechanical ball, her eyes seemed to have no room for anything else.

"There is such a prop in the box... It's perfect." She said, standing up unsteadily and walking towards the low wall next to her, wanting to go through more boxes.

Her hands seemed to be glued to the box, and she didn't want to touch the altar at all.

Just as she was approaching a low wall, she suddenly saw a line of blood-red text.

This line of text slowly appeared in front of her eyes, like a warning.

[Su Mingan... did not... get five times the strength...]

【I am...Iyuki Junko...】

Looking at this line of words, she tilted her head and said softly "Huh".

"Did Iyuki Junko leave a mark before she died?" She said, "It was actually a time-lapse display. She is also a smart person."

Isabella raised her hand. There was a black lamb mark on her hand. In that mark, there was the skill of remote communication.

"Then." She dialed the communications of other Black Lamb players: "...let's reverse the situation."

…

Su Mingan went to the central altar, and after placing the three stones, the altar began to glow.

He was waiting on the altar when he suddenly saw a figure jumping around not far away.

Through the bloody vision, he saw that it was a woman holding a feather fan. When she met his gaze, she took a step back in fright, turned around and wanted to run away.

But when she found no sign of him catching up, she took a few more steps back and forth, seemingly testing him again and again.

"What is this person doing?" Xiber looked at this woman who seemed to be tap dancing, feeling slightly speechless.

"...Maybe she's trying to sneak away." Su Mingan said.

After all, provoking the number one player in front of the whole world seems to be very rewarding.

He watched as the woman took out another stick.

There was a crisp "click" sound, the switch was turned on, and it was a glowing flashlight.

She turned on the flashlight and illuminated Su Ming'an who was standing on the altar. She repeatedly tested it while shining the light, and the flashlight turned on and off, making a clicking sound.

She adjusted the brightness to a high level, like a small searchlight, illuminating the low wall as if it were daytime. The light flickered on and off, like a lighting artist in the dark.

"...What are you doing?" Siboer was puzzled by this flashlight man's behavior.

"Ignore it."

Su Mingan directly withdrew his gaze and ignored the woman who was jumping around repeatedly. The abandoned altar seemed to be activated, and he had no time to deal with her.

"Click."

Margaret turned off the flashlight, a little frustrated.

She originally wanted to test the strength of this flashlight prop to see if it could blind the ghost of Jiu Shen, but the other party ignored her at all.

"Ahem..." She lowered her head and began to cough violently. Her throat had been itchy for a long time.

The guide reminded her in a low voice that she could no longer be exposed to the black mist. She glanced at her sanity level, which had dropped to 50, and said nothing.

There were almost no airtight rooms in this festival, and even the doors were open. She couldn't hide, so she could only endure it.

She covered her mouth with a handkerchief, suppressed the sound of coughing, and approached the central altar along the low wall, slightly sticking her head out.

Under the silent night, the shadows of the trees danced, and their twisted shadows wandered on the soil, like ghosts unwilling to die.

On the abandoned altar covered with dust and blood-colored patterns, the black-haired young man was standing there. Beside him, the girl in red robe was holding a soul stone. The faint light emitted was like the little sun at night, dispelling the darkness around him.

Their figures looked bright and beautiful. They stood upright in the night, with their backs straight and their shadows stretched very long. They were completely different from Margaret lying in the mud like a dog, still coughing.

different.

At this moment, Margaret even felt that she was the ghost of the Nine Gods who needed to be excluded. And the two people on the altar were the gods under the sunshine.

Beside her, Tong Anan's face also turned red. None of them had soul stones. After being in this polluted environment for a long time, their sanity levels had dropped below 50.

[Wait a minute, there seems to be movement on that abandoned altar...] Tong Anan said.

In their astonished sight, the altar with three stone slabs suddenly shone brightly, enveloping Su Ming'an and Xi Boer inside.

…

After the teleportation light dissipated, Su Mingan saw a dark space.

"Where is this?" Siboer saw only darkness. There was endless darkness around him, as if he was in the deep sea and could see nothing but black.

Su Mingan took steps, but it was very difficult. The ground was very similar to a swamp, and every step he took seemed like sticky mud pulling at his calves.

Xiboer moved her legs and almost fell forward without her head. The resistance of this action was a bit too much for her.

Su Mingan looked at the task prompt again, but there was no relevant content in the prompt.

He glanced at Sibur, who was walking very hard. The black mud on the ground had almost covered her thighs, and she couldn't even move her legs.

"Come up." Su Mingan turned sideways and motioned for her to come up. He was going to take a walk here first. After all, after being teleported in, he didn't know how to get out. This should be a space like a hidden copy.

"Then please." Siboer did not show off, but simply put the shotgun behind her back, stretched out her hands, put it on his shoulders, and put a strong

With a "crash" sound, Su Mingan pulled her out of the black mud. The scene was extremely gratifying, just like pulling out a carrot, a red carrot.

After carrying Xiboer on his back, he realized that she was very light. She was obviously not very powerful in the shadow state, but he felt as if there was nothing on his back, as if there was a light feather on his back.

...This is too malnourished. He didn't expect her to be so light.

"The soul stone won't light up when it gets here." Siboer said lying on his back.

"fine."

"It's too dark here, we need light. You don't have the extra hands to get the flashlight, so I'd better get down... Although I can't walk, I can barely roll over if I roll."

"You are so tall, if you roll down, you won't be able to find your head."

"..." Xi Boer stopped talking, but her favorability level inexplicably increased by five points. Even Su Mingan didn't know what was going on in her brain.

…

[NPC (Siboer) favorability: 45+5]

…

Su Mingan took steps forward.

Almost nothing could be seen in this pure black space. He raised his head and suddenly shouted:

"Adu."

Siboer was slightly startled,

...A Du? Who is calling?

The next moment, she saw a dazzling light suddenly light up on Su Mingan's left wrist, and a voice that combined human and mechanical sounds sounded:

"Good morning! Dear Ming'an-chan! Wristwatch Adu provides you with the best lighting on the front line. If you need it, tens of thousands of song inventory and poetry selections have been updated here. And, according to Professor Xu's previous

As requested, I have loaded new gameplay methods such as Snake and Spider Solitaire for you..."

"The first order is to change the title, Su Ming'an." Su Ming'an said immediately.

"...Good morning, Su Mingan..." The voice of the watch sounded a little aggrieved.

"Second order, shut up." Su Mingan said.

There was silence all around.

A stable light source shone quietly on my wrist, and the watch made no sound.

Su Mingan continued to move forward, and he saw that the darkness around him was vaguely twisting, like the air covered by boiling water vapor, or like oil painting paper smeared by big hands, and there was a layer of strange rhythmic fluctuations in his field of vision.

There seemed to be a nauseous feeling lingering from every part of his body. He walked in the darkness extremely uncomfortably, and a dank feeling surrounded him.

"It's so sad..." Xiboer lowered his head and retched a few times: "There is nothing here except this twisted black shadow. It's so uncomfortable to see. I feel dizzy... I feel like a curse on my body is on the verge of breaking out.

.”

Su Mingan frowned slightly.

He had already noticed the anomalies in this space. These darkness reminded him of the curse that was like a living creature that was blocked from the sky barrier.

After just a few minutes of walking in the boundless darkness, his sanity score, which had always been relatively stable, began to decline steadily, and now it had dropped to 76.

"Bang!"

As he was walking, he was hit on the head. The hit was a bit strong, and the thing in front of him was very hard. It was like he hit a wall.

He raised his head, and there was still darkness in front of him. But when he put down Sibor and stretched out his hand to touch it, he discovered that there seemed to be a barrier like a barrier in front of him.

This barrier was invisible to the naked eye, and he only discovered it when he touched it.
To be continued...