Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?

After hesitating for a long time, Shangguan Zhi finally clicked in slowly.

The underworld is divided into 18 layers, each with its own theme.

From the first layer of tongue-pulling hell to the 18th layer of knife-saw hell, the difficulty shows an increasing trend, but the rewards are also constantly increasing.

Every time you pass a layer, the player will be cursed, and from the fifth layer, the black and white impermanence will appear on the map. When attacking the player, there is a very low probability of killing the player with one blow, but the reward for killing the opponent will also be extremely generous.

Moreover, in the underworld, Fang Wai also made a thoughtful warning, telling the player that this place is very dangerous, and this thing is only made to satisfy those monks who pursue excitement. Ordinary players should just try the ordinary levels obediently.

If there is no such sentence, Shangguan Zhi might have slipped away.

It is not easy to cultivate your own account. If you bury it here, I am afraid I will cry to death.

But after seeing this sentence, Shangguan Zhi didn't want to leave.

Through "Righteous Survivor", he has a great reputation in the game community, and he feels that he is more or less a well-known figure.

If he could get the information about the underworld first, his status in the game circle would be greatly improved, and he would be admired by more people.

In addition, the rewards here are really generous, and under various temptations, he decided to fight for it.

However, even in this case, he still read the monster information of the first layer of the underworld, the tongue-pulling hell, in detail, and found that the monsters on the first layer were not difficult.

Taking a deep breath, he chose the tongue-pulling hell, and then watched his little man walk into the underworld with a fearless attitude.

Compared with the ground, the atmosphere of the underworld is more gloomy.

Although limited by the capacity and performance of the bamboo slips, Lin Yuan still used various game production techniques as much as possible to make the atmosphere of the underworld more terrifying.

Reducing the player's visual range can greatly reduce the illusion of monsters on the same screen, and at the same time enhance the player's sense of limitation.

The gloomy atmosphere made Shangguan Zhi know that the difficulty of the first layer was not high, but his mood still became nervous involuntarily.

When the first white skeleton came out from the ground, he was immediately startled.

If the character in "Righteous Survivor" was not automatically attacking, he might have been tickled by the skeleton several times before he thought of fighting back.

When the protagonist showed the Burning Sun Mirror, the skeleton in front of him was directly incinerated and turned into cultivation and rolled into the character's body.

Although it was just a small skeleton, Shangguan Zhi's breathing became rapid when he saw the cultivation provided by the other party.

"It actually has 3,000 cultivation, which is almost the same as the small leader in the normal level. But the difficulty of killing it is very small, and it was killed in seconds."

Then, more skeletons came like a tsunami.

Although it looks very scary, these skeletons are like ice chips in front of the Burning Sun Mirror, and they are incinerated almost at the first sight.

A large amount of cultivation rolled in, and the unprecedented wonderful experience made Shangguan Zhi widen his eyes and his mood became extremely high.

This feeling is several times or even dozens of times more refreshing than the improvement of his own realm!

Almost every moment, his realm will be improved, and his character will continue to go down and head to a deeper hell.

Tongue-pulling hell...

Scissors hell...

Iron tree hell...

Mirror hell...

After going down four levels of hell, Shangguan Zhi was unstoppable and went straight into the steamer hell.

At this time, Shangguan Zhi had already reached a higher level, with more items unlocked and more talents revealed, waiting for him to strengthen himself.

Although the Black and White Impermanence with the ability to kill instantly will appear in the fifth level of the steamer hell, Shangguan Zhi is now completely overwhelmed. In his eyes, the Black and White Impermanence is nothing but a piece of shit, not worth mentioning.

When the first Black and White Impermanence appeared, he was a little surprised.

But when he saw that the Black and White Impermanence was destroyed by his magic weapon as soon as it appeared, he was no longer a little surprised, and laughed twice, and then began to hunt the Black and White Impermanence here.

As long as you are careful of the Black and White Impermanence, the magic aura of other monsters hitting him can't break through the defense at all. The monster's attack is like scratching an itch in front of Shangguan Zhi's iron panel, and even the blood bar doesn't move at all.

At this moment, Shangguan Zhi felt that he was a god, the savior of this world. He was about to be invincible and save this miserable world!

Thinking of this, Shangguan Zhi couldn't help but recite a poem.

"Drive the long sword, break the enemy chieftain, go to the west for 90,000 miles, and break... Hey!"

Before the poem was finished, Shangguan Zhi's blood ran cold.

He just shifted his attention, and a black impermanence appeared inexplicably under his feet.

Although this black impermanence was directly incinerated by the sun-burning mirror, before he died, he still touched Shangguan Zhi's character and caused Shangguan Zhi a little damage.

But it was this little damage that directly triggered the small probability special effect of the black and white impermanence, killing Shangguan Zhi's character instantly.

The cultivation of the Nascent Soul Realm, the soul that has been tempered for thousands of times, the character that has been accumulated by countless props and magic weapons, and the character that has been cultivated for a long time...

At this moment, it's gone.

Shangguan Zhi stared blankly.

He watched the words of permanent death appear on the screen, and watched his character being buried underground and never get up again.

He saw the protagonist's son pick up his father's weapon, and endless sorrow appeared on his young face, just like his current mood.

The heart stopped beating at this moment, the blood around him tightened at this moment, the brain was blank at this moment, and then there was a dense sound like paper being torn.

That was the sound of his sanity breaking.

I don’t know how long it took before he gasped like a drowning person who had just breathed in the air.

There were waves of cramps in his chest, and sweat kept pouring out, making him sweat all over.

Holding the last bit of hope, he checked the surroundings again and again, hoping that this was just an illusion.

His previous character was not dead, but just injured.

As long as he looked carefully, maybe he could see the other party resting somewhere.

"Come back, you must come back."

"Fangwai, you can't be so cruel!"

"You can't!"

But no matter how he looked, he could only see that there was a small tombstone in the open space behind the house, and the heart-piercing words on the tombstone:

【Nameless, killed by Hei Wuchang of the Steamer Hell, the realm of Yuanying when he died. 】

Looking at this line of words, Shangguan Zhi was stunned.

The cold words had no temperature at all, freezing all the blood in his body.

Tears came out belatedly, letting him know that he had lost a close friend forever and lost one of his clones.

He should have thought of it earlier...

He should have thought of it earlier!

He knew that there would be Black and White Impermanence on the fifth floor, and he also knew that monsters in the underworld would appear randomly.

He could have avoided all this, but he didn't!

It was not Black Impermanence who killed the Nameless Man, but himself! Because of his greed and arrogance, his comrades died in the dark underground, and were buried together with his ideal of saving the world.

I really deserve to die!

I'm sorry!

Putting down the bamboo slips, Shangguan Zhi got into his bed and cried in despair alone.

While Lin Yuan, who was eating supper in the cafeteria, had a thought and found that the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his body had moved.

A large amount of despair and regret swept over, causing a thread on the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to condense continuously, and finally turned into a solid body interspersed on the surface of the flag.

Looking at the thread and listening to the desperate cry on it, Lin Yuan found that judging from the amount, the other party seemed to be really dead.

"I killed someone? When did it happen?"

At this moment, Lin Yuan was a little confused.