There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 107, Evil God's Eyeball

After being killed several times, the Duomu Taoist was so weak that he couldn't even withstand Xiao Yang's attack, and there were big problems with his condition.

Although he was unable to fight back at the beginning, this Duomu Zhenren knew to take Xiao Yang in circles and not take Xiao Yang to the really critical place.

But after dying a few more times, in that trance-like state of fear, this guy began to not care about so many things.

He fled back to the core of the village, to a ancestral hall piled with coffins, and huddled beside a corpse lying on the ground, its body rotting and its eyeballs beginning to pop out.

With a loud noise, the door of the ancestral hall was suddenly kicked open, and a ferocious-looking guy rushed in. His eyes fell directly on the Taoist with many eyes. With an expression of extreme fear on his face, he spoke with a grin.

"Finally I caught you again!"

It was Xiao Yang again! It was Xiao Yang again! He dragged the rusted axe, sending the Multi-Eyed Taoist into reincarnation once again amidst his despair. Soon, he was resurrected once more, but this time, he seemed to have reached his limit.

He did not return in the darkness, his body disintegrated and merged into the rotten and deformed corpse beside him, his eyeballs popping out among the corpses that continued to emerge.

Its daybreak.

A ray of hazy light dispelled the darkness. Xiao Yang and this guy had been entangled for a whole day and night.

The sounds of wailing and begging for mercy, the many-eyed Taoist who climbed up was about to completely turn into a pool of eyeballs, but he still had fear and was still afraid of death.

In desperation, a group of things made up of eyeballs squeezed towards Xiao Yang with force, but when it got close, Xiao Yang kicked it away fiercely.

After rolling a few times, many eyeballs attached to its body burst, and turbid fluid splashed out, and this ugly thing rolled on the ground.

But even so, he still wanted to survive. He tried to raise his head and kept begging Xiao Yang for mercy.

“I finally crawled out of the corpse, no, I won’t die like this!

"Let me go! Please let me go! Boss! Senior! Killing me won't do any good. I'm just the beginning. If you kill other converts, they'll come out. They're more powerful than me. We can work together. I can't do any harm to you. With me, it will always be me who comes out!"

Constantly wailing and begging for mercy.

Xiao Yang did not pay attention to him immediately, but instead fixed his eyes on the surrounding environment and the stacked coffins.

Xiao Yang saw a familiar name on a coffin not far away.

【Huang Erniu】

Coming to the coffin with half-open lid, Xiao Yang saw a simple-looking man lying quietly in the coffin through the gap.

It's not just him.

【Liu Cuihua, Huang Long, Huang Daniu】

There is a name on each coffin.

Xiao Yang found a scattered account book next to Huang Erniu's coffin. On the latest page of the account book, the last name was Huang Daniu. His name was crossed out with a horizontal line, and only a cold word was marked on it.

【Paid】

This bill has 531 names densely recorded on it, and this ancestral hall is filled with coffins.

The reason why this village is so dilapidated and quiet has been revealed.

Turning back, Xiao Yang looked at the guy who was wailing and struggling over there, completely giving up everything just to survive. On the last page of the account book, he also found this sentence.

Even if I can only collect corpses day and night, I will let them know how wrong they are. I crawled out of a corpse once, and I will crawl out of a corpse a second time!

To be fair, this guy has a very strong desire to survive, but unfortunately he met Xiao Yang, who is a bad guy.

Pushing open the visor of the dragon hunter's helmet, Xiao Yang walked step by step to the wailing multi-eyed Taoist priest. He grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him up, while in the other hand he had a silver pocket watch.

To be honest, strange objects are really interesting things, just like the bloody pocket watch in Xiao Yang's hand.

There is only one player, Xiao Yang, in the 33214 plane. There is no mall, and no transactions between players of this plane. However, almost everything in the trading area of ​​the heavens is protected by the God Game.

In such a situation, the bloody pocket watch in Xiao Yang's hand would not be of any particular use, because there was no suitable target at all. He couldn't use the bloody pocket watch in his hand to engage in a violent transaction with the owner of the town's convenience store.

But the result is just the opposite. As long as you open your mind, you will find that the usefulness of this bloody pocket watch is not even less than that of the shovel of freedom. It is even more flexible and less risky.

For example, now, after beating the Duomu Taoist half to death, Xiao Yang strangled him by the neck and started the transaction.

"I might let you go, but do you also want to show some sincerity?"

The Duomu Taoist priest, whose neck was pinched by Xiao Yang, was very shrewd.

"No matter what it is, as long as I can give it, I can give it to you, as long as you don't kill me!"

In response to this answer, a smile appeared on Xiao Yang's face.

One after another, invisible transparent figures appeared on the field. The deal was done, and Xiao Yang began to make his conditions.

"Give me your most important and precious thing!"

As these words fell, the deal was done and there was no possibility of regret. Amidst the Taoist Duomu's terrified voice, his arms moved on their own.

The arm covered with eyeballs suddenly thrust into his chest and began to grope.

"What have you done! What have you done! You're not keeping your word! You said you'd let me go!"

As he groped with his arms, a scarlet object was taken out by Duomu Zhenren himself and placed on Xiao Yang's body.

It was a spinning eyeball, and it was also the source and core of the dungeon rules that were suppressing this area.

An eyeball of an evil god.

After taking out the eyeball, the Taoist with many eyes became completely silent, fell down limply, and died completely.

This is a situation that Xiao Yang himself does not want to encounter. To be honest, he has a trauma about this thing.

But just like that, without warning, such an evil god's eyeball was stuffed into Xiao Yang's hands.

Xiao Yang felt the slippery sensation of the evil god's eyeball rolling in the palm of his hand. Damn it, there was clearly a set of dragon hunter armor between them!
He felt like his palms were going to grow eyes!
Without any hesitation, Xiao Yang made the most correct judgment at this moment and shouted loudly with his distorted voice.

"For sale! Sell to Daoyun Store!"

(End of this chapter)