No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 264 Accident
The frowns and smiles of the false gods are full of frightening oppression.

Ning Luo's palpitations were even worse, but he remained calm and showed no signs of timidity.

Now he can be sure that the difficulty of the Underworld is obviously far higher than that of Dust Abyss and Desolation Prison.

Even when Ning Luo thought back to the poor performance of destiny on the opening board, he vaguely realized that perhaps the pattern of the Underworld was very different from the world he had experienced before.

Maybe, the difficulty of the Underworld is similar to that of the Sequential Conflict.

And the so-called mysterious invasion, the so-called fantasy dreamland, from the perspective of the matrix, is really just a fake "game".

Only by stepping into the abyss can one be considered as leaving Novice Village.

And the matrix material can't break through the barriers of strange dreams, and can't see the reality of Cangming, so it doesn't reduce the difficulty for Blue Star players.

This is perhaps the most reasonable and likely explanation.

The way of death is gradually overwhelmed.

It is said that after the death of a whale, the body will sink to the bottom of the sea, providing nutrients for billions of creatures, which can be decomposed for hundreds of years.

This is the whale fall.

The same is true for Dead Whale Fall.

It was the wreckage after the corruption and collapse of the Heavenly Dao.

Whale carcasses do not feed back to the whale population, but serve as breeding grounds for deep-sea microbes and scavengers.

It is also impossible for monks to use the wreckage of the dead realm, it will only be nourishment for filth and insects.

Ning Luo's idea is indeed special and efficient.

The old dreams woven by the false gods were broken by him with bizarre means, but how could this not hurt the enemy eight hundred and himself one thousand?
The pair of gloomy pupils looked at the dark dome above the abyss.

Seeing the dense black tide falling slowly like a rain curtain, not only did she not panic, but she smiled sweetly.

"I didn't expect you to have such abilities?"

"My sister is worried that the Kuroshio is not enough, so you have tried your best to erode it from nothingness to the present world for me. You are really considerate~"

"Let me think."

"Not as good."

"You will stay with my sister from now on, and recite scriptures and exercises for me every day, so that we may go further hand in hand."

The pseudo-god put his index finger against his lower lip, paused, and then suddenly approached Ning Luo: "Besides, my sister can teach you the method of longevity, teach you the way, and lead you out of this prison, are you willing? "

Ning Luo didn't hear the so-called Dao.

At this moment, all he could think about was the beautiful Mantis Shrimp he had seen in the Northern Territory before.

False gods are inhuman things after all.

No matter how glamorous she is on the outside, she might be like the mantis shrimp with thousands of pairs of densely packed gastropods on the inside.

This kind of temptation not only made it impossible for Ning Luo to take the bait, but made him even more repulsed and disgusted.

Ning Luo looked downcast and did not reply.

He knew that although he had broken the strange dream, he still had nowhere to escape.

In front of him is a false god who is staring at him like a tiger, and above his head is a crushing death path. He has no escape route to speak of.

There is an abyss in front of you, and it is difficult to see even a tiny bit of hope.

The old dream of the false god was a realm of death that he could not break through, and the whale fall could not only endanger his life, but also nourish the false god who was the host of the Kuroshio.

How to win.
That was no longer something Ning Luo should consider.

All he wants to know now is how to live.

Being captured by a false god is death, being swallowed by a whale fall is also death, and once he dies in the hands of Kuroshio, there is a high probability that he will cause brain death!
"Me, what else do I rely on, what way can I go?!"

It seems that there is no more.

The only possibility is that Matrix will not just ignore him, the chosen one, and will choose to rescue him.

But would a ruthless system really do that?

After all, it is also written in the commentary on the name of the God's Chosen One, that if you embark on this road, you will live or die.

So the matrix has no reason to intervene for him.

Even Ning Luo is really an extremely special existence.

no way no money.

"Perhaps hypocrisy and obstinacy will allow me to live a little longer."

"If I agree to the conditions of the false god, recite the Tao for her, and help her lead the way of death to the present world, is it possible to find a time to commit suicide?"

I don't think so.

After all, that is not a Homo sapiens who can talk and negotiate, but a false god constructed by the Kuroshio.

The false god would not keep such an uncertain factor by his side. Even if Ning Luo agreed, the Kuroshio would still swallow his sanity, connect his consciousness, and make him into a human puppet.

His thoughts became more and more confused, and his consciousness gradually became numb.

But for some reason, Ning Luo didn't feel the only fear.

He knew that he was at a loss, that he could not break the predicament no matter what, and that he was about to have a close contact with the Kuroshio inevitably.
But he was not frightened, nor was he timid.

It's just that my heart is in a mess, and my thoughts are hard to calm down.

The charming words of the false god echoed in his ears, as if countless tentacles with fluff were caressing his cheeks.

Ning Luo tried to forcefully calm down, but couldn't.

Whether to be slaughtered by the neck, or to die, he has no choice.

All he can do right now is to continue to chant the Taoism.

"The seven mysteries return to the truth, and the Taiyuan remains clear."

"Yin Ding Yang Furnace, Crimson Palace Moonlight."

"Virtuality and reality are interlinked, things and I are the same."

"Its life is not the beginning, its death is not the end."

Not for anything else, just to help myself fight for that sliver of life that doesn't exist!

At this time, Ning Luo hoped that time travel was really just a harmless game. As long as he had the ability to make the program report an error and shut down the system, maybe the matrix would intervene in the adjustment.

That was his only chance of survival.

wrong.

The sky in the Underworld became increasingly dizzy.

Even Lu Chuan, who was in Lingcun, noticed this.

For Lu Chuan, it is not only the sky that is dark, but also the environment around him.

It is clear that it is still daytime, but the gray mist is gradually covered by the black mist, and the atmosphere of the whole spirit village becomes darker and darker, like a hotbed of human devouring.

Lu Chuan didn't know where Ning Luo was, and it was even more impossible to know what trouble Ning Luo had caused this time.

But the only thing he knew was that he would probably die at the hands of Ning Luo inexplicably this time.

"Brother Ning, you are really my ancestor!"

"Why do you have to look for me every time you work?!"

"What am I!"

Lu Chuan was so anxious that he hid in the Holy Maiden Temple, but he was horrified to realize that the hazy black mist was slowly seeping into the light curtain emitted by the Holy Maiden Statue, and gradually sneaked into the temple, smudged like ink.

Now, it's really over.

But at the bottom of the gray abyss at this time, Ning Luo closed his eyes and focused, silently reciting the Taoist words regardless.

The false god's fluttering black hair has already turned into countless slender silk threads, like a puppet's leash, quietly stretching towards the indifferent Ning Luo.

The slender jet-black fluid slid along Ning Luo's ear canal and into his brain, as if he was looking for something.

The moment the thread touched the cerebral cortex, it suddenly spread out, turning into billions of threads that were hard to distinguish with the naked eye, entwining Ning Luo's entire brain!

The nature of the black tide gradually faded, and it looked like a black snake in nothingness, and it escaped into Ning Luo's sea of ​​consciousness in a blink of an eye.

Ning Luo's vast sea of ​​consciousness set off huge waves!
The sea tide roared and emptied away, but it couldn't stop the black snake in the slightest.

The ebony, which was over a thousand feet tall, was dyed as black as ink in an instant, as if it could absorb all light, and it was so dark that it was frightening.

When the black snake entered the sea, the sea water transformed by the consciousness was instantly stained with black ink, and the turbid waves emptied, and then overturned every corner of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ning Luo's mind became more and more confused.

He just felt that some kind of profound existence was eroding his will.

His spiritual sense became increasingly dim, and in the perception of his spiritual sense, everything around him was erased and engulfed, and it was difficult to find only traces and no traces.

Fall
Fall
Fall
"Is it the same feeling after dealing with ghosts and gods to the end?"

Ning Luo didn't know.

He just felt that everything had become a dead void.

There is only a pool of pitch-black mud in front of you, and you can't see the edge, nor can it sink to the bottom.

Is that the memory of Kuroshio?
Or, is that the Kuroshio itself?
Ning Luo didn't know, and didn't have the energy to think.

He was gradually unable to breathe, and it seemed that the functions of his body were gradually disappearing with the sinking of the sea of ​​consciousness.

His body was being replaced by some kind of strange substance, and even his consciousness was trapped in a dark cage, exploited and eroded by some kind of evil existence, as if trying to squeeze out his last trace of memory.

probably
Everything is really coming to an end.

But at least, Ning Luo struggled to the end and did his best.

If he had another chance, he was sure that he would never recklessly step into the abyss. In any case, he would never trample on his life just to satisfy his curiosity and get an answer.

Some things are untouchable.

Either remain ignorant.

Or, die.

ended.

"How did you do it?"

"No, what's going on here?"

"Grass, there is a shady plot!"

"There is a shady! There is a shady! There is a shady!"

Boom, boom, boom.

The heart beat like a drum.

The rustling noise seemed to be waving some kind of aid.

Loud and noisy human voices can be heard vaguely in the ears, like the cries of apes on both sides of the bank, disturbing people's dreams.

this sound.
this sound is
Contest?

venue?

Well!
"I"

"Could it be, I, I'm back?!"

Ning Luo tried his best to open a small gap in his eyes, and the colorful neon lights were reflected in his vision, as well as the surging crowd in the auditorium opposite!

Crowds of spectators stood up, as if they were protesting loudly.

But instead of being sullen, most of them grinned uncontrollably, as if they were just trying to make trouble and have fun.

Ning Luo did not show disgust as usual.

Because he doesn't have the energy to hate now.

Even just opening those pair of heavy eyelids will almost exhaust all his strength.

Now Ning Luo, apart from the unspeakable fatigue and accident, is full of everything else, only the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

Like, survived?
This is the venue for the competition.

To be precise, it is a special viewing seat of Xinghai Arena.

The long-lost reunion.

Except for the first time travelling, Ning Luo seldom felt this kind of feeling after returning.

Because usually, even if it takes more than ten years, what he experiences is nothing more than retreating, rushing, or fighting.

Perhaps it was because the Cangming Realm had thought too much, or it might be that this narrow escape had left him with too heavy and deep memories. In short, Ning Luo only felt that his memory was a little fuzzy as if he had gone through a hundred years.

"Well"

Ning Luo finally managed to make a slight noise.

"Fuck, shit, shit, shit, shit!!!"

"Brother Ning, you're finally awake!!!"

As soon as I heard the series of shit, I knew it was Lu Chuan who spoke.

It seems that Lu Chuan is quite energetic?

Lu Chuan hurriedly supported Ning Luo, and by the way withdrew the first aid application on the terminal panel.

Ning Luo tried his best to spit out a few figures: "What, situation, situation."

Lu Chuan pointed at Ning Luo with his index finger, his fingers trembling uncontrollably because of fear or excitement.

He opened his mouth, but he was speechless for a while, unable to make any sound.

It was not until Lu Chuan swallowed that he finally explained: "Me! You! Me, me, me, I saw you fainting aside when I woke up, and I was going to call for emergency help for you. But your personal terminal However, the vital signs showed that there was no abnormality, and Xingang Hospital could not give first aid!"

"I finally made sense, but you woke up again!"

"What the hell, I'm definitely going to be blocked by the medical system now!"

Ning Luo frowned, and now he only felt that Lu Chuan was noisy, and he didn't have a few useful information after talking for a long time.

Such a long series of words is nothing more than saying that Lu Chuan woke up first, and he fainted for a while.

Ning Luo could understand the reason for the fainting.

In his chaotic memory, he remembered that the Kuroshio had indeed successfully invaded his brain.

So it makes sense that waking up could cause brain damage.

It seems
Was the final game called an emergency stop?

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain that Ning Luo could still lie on the special viewing seats intact.

Ning Luo gritted his teeth and braced himself, always feeling that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, maybe because there was some information he ignored?
"Cang Ming, what happened, what happened."

"What happened. I still have to ask you!"

When Lu Chuan heard this, he became very angry, but now anyone with a discerning eye can see that Ning Luo is not in a good state.

Therefore, Lu Chuan would never be able to embarrass the patient no matter what.

He could only suppress his grievances, and complained: "I stayed in Fangling Village well. I was planning to help you complete the side missions and ask the five elders for treasures, but it turned out that it was broad daylight in Lingcun Village, and it suddenly became dark." !"

"The black mist inexplicably penetrated the enchantment of the statue of the saint and swallowed me directly."

"And then"

"I woke up."

Ning Luo: "."

Cough, Ning Luo suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten to take Lu Chuan into consideration.

Could it be that the reason why he was able to successfully break through the siege was because Whalefall eroded Ling Village and took Lu Chuan's life?

Isn't there a saying all along?

When disaster strikes, if you want to survive, you don't need to be the fastest one, you just need to ensure that you are not the last one.

It just so happens that the time travel simulator is a game with competitive elements after all.

As long as Jingluo kills Lu Chuan first, the game will end and Ning Luo will be able to save his life.

"."

Ning Luo was speechless.

He swears that he definitely didn't intend to sacrifice Lu Chuan on purpose!
At that time, he didn't think so much at all, and even simply forgot about Lu Chuan.

After all, Lu Chuan is just a tool man.

Ning Luo originally wanted to find Lu Chuan as a tour guide, but unfortunately, the information he had quickly surpassed Lu Chuan as a guide, so he gradually forgot that Lu Chuan was a teammate.

"This is embarrassing"

"Thanks to Lu Chuan, nothing happened."

"If he is brain-damaged by the Kuroshio, wouldn't I be a villain?"

While thinking, it happened that the sound of the sky sounded, and the panel was cleared.

【Map】: The Underworld (Small)
[Dungeon]: Gray Fog Paradise
[Module]: Congenitally Weak
[Estimated duration]: 15 days

[Destiny limit]: 3

[Destiny Efficiency]: 2.0%
[Conditions for victory and defeat]: Survival time
【Winner】: Ningluo
This conclusion is beyond doubt.

Ning Luo did win.

Since he won, it means that Lu Chuan's sacrifice really saved his life.

Ning Luo sighed with relief.

However, before he could relax, a heavenly voice resounding through the arena made him feel as if struck by lightning, his pupils trembled!
"Hey, okay, the system seems to be restored!"

"what"

"Well, we don't know what happened to the server suddenly. I think Matrix will give an announcement to explain it when the time comes?"

"In short! Audiences, please return to your seats! Stay safe and don't be impatient!"

"We have received news that the game that was interrupted just now will be resumed soon! The game schedule remains unchanged!"

"The accident happened suddenly, and we didn't expect it. I hope all the audience will forgive me."

There were voices of protest from the auditorium.

Most of them are talking about the so-called "shady" and "unfair", or shouting "back in time" and "playing around".
But Ning Luo couldn't hear those noisy voices.

He just heard one thing.

Time travel, downtime.

"Could it be."

"I, I didn't win by sacrificing Lu Chuan?!"

"This"

"In the end, what happened."

　Pseudo customs clearance.

　　The follow-up is a quick brush to clear the level, and there is also a small picture-in-picture script (Kuroshio Memory).

　　Immediately speed up the time bar, the next dungeon will be a one-time big dungeon, which is the final.

　　Small notice: The difficulty of the dungeon in the final is "real".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)