Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

Of course, she was aware of the situation, so she hurriedly searched for any unclaimed keys that might have been left behind.

However, by this time all the keys had already been assigned to someone else, and the search was ultimately futile.

The other members of the team knew Ange's incompetence in this area, so everyone desperately tried to get an extra key on their person, even if it meant getting bruised and battered in fights with others, because they wanted this gentle, motherly older sister to live.

Whenever they recall Domi telling them that death here is real death, and then think of the scene where Ange ultimately failed to obtain the key, they can't help but tremble. This is the reason for their desperate struggle.

The youngest, Barnett, is searching, as is Tashan, who, being a tank, can only trade wounds for wounds, and so is the captain, Albert.

They were anxiously searching for any trace of Anjie.

Huang Tian deserves a caring person.

Finally, near the end of the last ten minutes, through a large-scale shift, Albert turned around, and as if by magic, a bewildered and flustered Ange also turned to look.

The moment the two saw each other, they almost burst into tears.

They were separated by only a 100-meter passage, and with ten seconds left, Albert had more than enough time to toss the extra key in his hand to Ange.

"Anjie, run to me quickly! I have two keys!"

As he spoke, he ran towards Anjie, the two of them seemingly heading in the same direction.

That atmosphere of despair can make people break down and cry on the spot, even lose control of their bladder, but the hope that follows can rekindle their thirst for life.

Ange's expression of 'being saved' was overflowing, and she also ran towards Albert with all her might.

Seeing him covered in wounds, all to get her an extra key, Anjie's tears fell into the air, creating a beautiful scene.

With only three seconds left, and seeing that the distance was about right, Albert aimed carefully, controlled his strength, and threw the key precisely at Ange.

Following this trajectory, it's impossible to get rid of it.

However, fate, or perhaps the wicked sense of humor of some, always seems to enjoy playing tricks on the unfortunate people of the world.

Just as Ange was about to catch the key, a wall suddenly extended from the side in front of them, blocking their view and the key.

As the key jingled and fell to the ground, my heart sank to the bottom.

Three seconds have passed.

The wildly moving bricks will kill the half of the people without the key in various ways.

Rumble, rumble——

A huge square brick fell straight down from above.

puff-

Albert can't see it...

Until the wall in front of them slowly moved downwards.

Huge bricks...and more bricks...and then a pool of blurry, viscous, dark red blood, flowing outwards from the bottom of the huge bricks.

The keys he tossed to his feet landed at his feet, and he never looked at them again.

He crouched down, his eyes devoid of any light.

That was Ange's arm that she had reached out to him at the last moment. The end of it was crushed into minced meat, but it still held the same position as before, and was now stiff.

He picked up Anjie's last severed limb with his bare hands, tears streaming down his pale skin like a burst dam.

All I could think about was Anjie's image.

When faced with setbacks, she always comforted her teammates... Even in the wild, she tirelessly prepared delicious meals for everyone... When Barnett was naughty and stubborn, she would scold him like a mother hen, but afterwards she would always buy him his favorite foods as compensation...

And these memories will remain forever in this moment.

Before, when Domi said that if someone was dead, they really were dead, and he didn't quite believe it. But now he does.

The grief from the death of a dear friend is truly unforgettable...

It's so frustrating! My new subscriptions keep dropping, and I'm losing my little pearls too QAQ

Chapter 144, Section 143: Life and Death as Clearly Described in Black and White

After being teleported out of the mobile dungeon, it was still the same pure white space on all sides, just like the main god space in an infinite flow world.

Domi looked around and quickly found his companions.

Domi looked Afu up and down and smiled with relief: "Hmm, not bad, it's good that you came out safely."

"Captain, what do you mean?! You don't care about Forty-Seven and Tuo'er at all, do you?!"

Domi just smiled and didn't say anything. After all, Afu was the weakest member of their team, so who else would they care about but her?

Just as Afu was grimacing and punching Domi in the chest with her little fists, he caught a glimpse of Brother Tashan, who seemed a little restless, not far away.

After all, they were comrades who had fled together, and when Domi saw that he was still alive, he went up to greet him.

"A death omen, have you seen Ange?"

Tashan asked this question as soon as he arrived, his tone very urgent.

Coupled with his anxious, pacing expression, it was hard for Domi not to make some connections.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see it. What happened to Ange?"

"You know Ange is a priest who can't even kill a chicken. If she can't find a wild key, it'll be hard to snatch one from someone else... hiss..."

As he spoke, Tashan suddenly became ferocious.

Upon examination, Domi discovered two deep, bleeding wounds on his chest that exposed bone, and immediately began treatment.

After the pain from the wound subsided slightly, Tashan continued:

"In order for Ange to survive, I specially obtained two keys. This wound is from when I fought that adventurer to the death, but in the end I still won!"

But before long, the pride on his face faded.

Domi continued, "But this key wasn't used?"

"Yes... I never found Anjie in the end, I really don't know if she's safe now..."

"Why don't you sit here and rest for a while? My teammates and I will help you find it."

Tashan gave him a grateful look: "Thank you, Brother Death Omen."

Subsequently, the Domi team also joined the search for Anjie.

After this trial, the original total number of more than 500 people has been halved, leaving only more than 250 people. Finding Anjie among such a small number of people is not difficult, as long as she is still alive.

But after searching for a week without success, a sense of unease began to creep into my heart.

Ange was not found, but Barnett was found instead. After inquiring, it was learned that he, like Tashan, had obtained two keys, but in the end, he did not use them.

What a trustworthy team of teammates… Domi remarked, then continued searching.

As he pushed through the crowd to see if Ange was trapped inside, he found Albert kneeling on the ground with his head bowed.

"Albert?"

His hunched body trembled slightly, then fell silent again.

Domi slowly approached and walked to Albert's side. Just as he was about to ask what had happened, he saw the severed limb, and his pupils dilated rapidly.

Pale, almost bluish skin; slender wrists; delicate fingers unique to girls; and rotting flesh and dried blood at the amputation site…

Seeing Albert's dejected expression, Domi immediately understood, and a look of empathetic sorrow appeared in his eyes.

Although he didn't have much contact with Anjie, her words and actions made him feel comfortable and warm; she was a very considerate and kind older sister.

He thought to himself, "I hope my judgment is wrong."

No one will die in the secret realm. When they come out, they will see Ange alive and well outside.

Domi gently stroked Albert's back, hoping it would make him feel a little better.

“Albert, what I’m saying may not be absolutely correct. Ange might already be back at the hotel waiting for you to return.”

“A death omen… I knew it. I knew it the moment Ange died; she was truly gone from us…”

Muddy tears, mixed with dirt, splattered onto Ange's severed limbs as Albert held her tightly in his arms.

"Can you understand that kind of pain? It comes from the bottom of my heart! It's like having a piece of flesh cut out of my heart with a knife!"

Albert's erratic voice caused those around him to scatter as if they had seen a plague, and the commotion and noise he made quickly attracted the attention of the rest of the team.

Soon, everyone found out.

The three remaining members of the long-range turret cried and hugged each other.

"Tch, it's just elimination, why make it sound like a life-or-death situation?"

"Don't say that. Maybe their love is truly stronger than ever."

"Say your love is stronger than gold? You'll see it when you go out, won't you? It's so cheesy it makes me want to throw up."

"Yeah... If they go out, they can reunite. Why are they crying so sadly?"

The surrounding adventurers were whispering amongst themselves when suddenly one of them changed his expression drastically, his voice trembling as he said:

Is it possible that... being eliminated means truly dying?

The others cast mocking glances at him: "Are you stupid too? In every previous dungeon run, you always faked your death, right? Is this time going to be different?"

"Since we have this kind of luck, we might as well go and gamble on something big!"

"Hahahahaha!"

The adventurers' laughter contrasted sharply with Albert and his friends' dejected mood, which Afu couldn't bear to watch any longer; Ange was also one of the people she respected most.

"Shut up, everyone!"

Afu roared, but to others she looked like an angry kitten, and no one took her seriously until they saw the ominous sign of death beside her. They instantly fell silent.

They will never forget the shadow of that day when they were dominated by the absolute power of the omen of death.

Just then, the huge phantom reappeared from the ceiling.

"Congratulations everyone! You've passed another trial. Now, everyone has at least a 2 above their heads, which means you're guaranteed a good reward. Keep up the good work!"

"Now, let's begin the third trial."