The Second Coming of the Myth: I have obtained the blood of the Candle Dragon

Chapter 62 The True Evil
In the dark night, the moon star is sparse, and the subtle light shines on the street, making the blackness of those corners deeper and deeper.

A woman in scanty clothes staggered out of a bar on the street. Her hair was a little messy, and the cheap stockings on her legs had many hang marks and some holes.

Judging from her drunken face, it seemed that she didn't realize that her appearance was not very good.

But it doesn't matter, who knows her on the street in the middle of the night?
She lit a lady's cigarette, looked at the dozen or so missed calls on the screen of her phone, and frowned, "I'm so annoying, didn't I just come out to play with my friends, I kept urging, so childish."

She looked back at the bar, as if she was nostalgic for tonight's carnival, and was still reminiscing about the excitement in the room on the second floor.

She replied a message to her friends in the group, called a car, and went to the side of the road to wait.

"The municipal government is so stingy. I'm sorry for the taxes we taxpayers pay, but they don't know how to turn on a street light in the middle of the night."

Standing on the side of the road, looking at the dark city, she complained in her heart that people in the county had no nightlife.

Just as a gust of wind blew by, she shivered inexplicably. The early summer wind was inexplicably cold.

After drinking, the wind blew, and she felt a little nauseous again. She turned around and rushed to the alley behind, where she saw a trash can.

She vomited into the trash can, vomiting intermittently, and the feeling of not being able to go up or down was terrible.

At this moment, she felt a hand pat her shoulder, making her vomit more freely.

It was already very uncomfortable when she vomited, and because she was not clear-headed, she didn't think too much about it. She thought it was one of her friends who saw her vomiting when she came home and came to help her.

She had almost vomited, panting and thanked, "Thank you, is there any water?"

The person behind her didn't answer, which made her very confused, so she turned her head sideways to look.

There was nothing behind her, only a huge shadow on the wall of the alley, which spread like water and stopped at her feet.

"Does your husband know?"

In the shadows, a voice like Jiuyou sounded, making the woman scream in fright.

But the screams stopped suddenly.

Blood gurgled in the alley, the moon was still bright, and the stars were dotted.

………………

When Su Lin arrived at the copy location, it was already the morning of the next day.

Fengxian County is a small county with little traffic, and there are not many pedestrians on the road when you go to work at [-] or [-] o'clock.

The copy has not started yet, so he is still in the real world.

During the time when he was rushing to the location of the copy, he applied to the college for extraordinary information about Feng County.

Strangers in the academy can obtain certain regional investigation information for free, but they cannot exceed their own level by 10 levels.

Most of the dungeon information in the library can be viewed casually, because strangers may not be able to find it.

The reason why reality-related intelligence needs to be subject to hierarchical control is because some of the information is still undetermined or is being processed by the college's executive department. If low-level strangers intervene after reading it, some trouble may occur.

Or, students leak real-life information to other organizations, triggering struggles between organizations.

The hierarchical control of real-life intelligence still has a significant effect. After all, the intelligence is probably based on one's own current strength. Even if it is sold, the benefit to oneself will be limited. If it is rigorously investigated by the academy, the gain will outweigh the loss.

Su Lin got the actual information about the dungeon area, and the intelligence level happened to be classified as 12 by the academy.

This shows that the extraordinary incident in Feng County can probably be handled by a level 12 alien, which is not good news for Su Lin.

In particular, the county he is currently in is about to become a dungeon area, which shows that Shanhai Games has determined that this place is an anomaly.

After the dungeon is opened, the difficulty inside the reality dungeon will only increase rather than decrease.

I'm a level 4 alien, and it's only my second game, so I'm asked to come to this dungeon?

The complaints in his heart belong to the complaints, but he likes challenging things.

Su Lin was sitting in a coffee shop, rereading the extraordinary information of Feng County.

In Feng County, the crime rate has increased significantly since two months ago, and there have been more than [-] murders, most of which were female victims. In some recent cases, it is said that the death of the deceased was strange, and it did not seem artificial.

So two days ago, the nearby branch school sent a specialist from the enforcement department to investigate, but the level 8 specialist also died. He was cut into seven sections and thrown into the sewer behind the manhole cover.

The Kunlun Academy organized a new countermeasure. It was supposed to send stronger members of the executive department to handle the investigation, but it seems that the academy did not need to send people. Shanhai Games produced a copy.

Holding a coffee cup, Su Lin switched the Shinhwa Mall to temporarily closed mode on his mobile phone, watched the sparse traffic outside the window, and waited for the time to come.

With the Shanhai game prompt sounding, the scene outside Su Lin's window changed.

The bright sunlight disappeared, and turned into a bright red light that swayed the earth, the streets were covered with sticky black substances, and the buildings were covered with scarlet blood letters everywhere.

In just an instant, he came from the human world to hell.

Looking around, the cafe became empty. He seemed to be sipping coffee alone in the afternoon of the end of the world.

[The dungeon has been opened, and the aliens have been loaded]

【Number of people loaded: 11】

[Game Type: Reality Mapping]

[Copy of Reality: Real Evil]

[Difficulty level: lv.7~lv.10+]

[Dungeon Tendency: Reasoning, Combat]

[Copy Background:]

Invisible evil permeates, whispers echo in the ear, sin and evil are carnival, good and righteous are weeping;

Black is spreading, white is converging, when the drawing is full, the evil will be monstrous.

Welcome to the City of Evil.

[This dungeon has no main quests, and aliens can explore and discover various branch quests and hidden quests. 】

[The stay time is 72 hours, and you will be forced to return if it exceeds the time limit]

[Warning: The evil thoughts covering the city will grow stronger with the passage of time, please control the time well. 】

Su Lin leaned back on the chair, and nodded with his finger between his eyebrows, "Is it time..."

Shanhai Game gave a special warning, and in the column of difficulty level, there is also a + sign, indicating that the difficulty of this dungeon will increase with the passage of time.

Then he can't come here slowly, he must find out the hidden world view of this copy as soon as possible

With the experience of the first dungeon, coupled with the information obtained in the college classroom, he knew that all kinds of dungeons have hidden world views, or that there are hidden puzzles behind the background of the dungeon story.

Solving hidden puzzles or world views can get rich rewards, and that is often linked to 'fast clearance'.

To put it simply, a reckless person who is good at fighting can push his way through the dungeon, but an intelligent player can also use skills to reduce the difficulty of clearing the dungeon.

It's like he got the Candle Yin bloodline in the first copy, and killed an alien boss with the physique of an ordinary person.

In the current copy of reality, it is obvious that there is something hidden behind it. If it cannot be dug out, the more time passes, the more sad it will be.

72 hour dwell time?

That was clearly the countdown to the death of the aliens.

(End of this chapter)