The Mysterious Dungeon: A Survival Guide to the Twelve Talismans

The middle-aged man roared venomously and then charged directly at Zhou An.

Seeing this, Zhou An smiled and shook his head: "You really came here to die? Then I'll kindly send you on your way so you won't feel any pain."

As soon as Zhou An finished speaking, a fireball was launched.

A loud "Boom!" rang out.

The terrifying attack instantly killed the middle-aged man, and even the image of the pursuer behind him was obliterated along with him.

The short-haired woman, still fighting in the distance, shuddered and quickly pulled her image towards the farthest point to continue fighting.

Fifteen minutes later, the short-haired woman used some special methods to kill her own image opponent with her severely injured body.

Without any hesitation, the short-haired woman took the 100,000 yuan bonus and returned home immediately.

A dungeon for five people.

The man in the suit was eliminated in the first round, but thanks to Zhou An, the entire group was carried to victory in the second round.

In the third challenge, only the middle-aged man was defeated and died.

"Why isn't it ready yet? Isn't this a waste of my time?" Zhou An stood not far from the round mirror, his face showing slight impatience.

Judging by the time, he had been waiting for more than half an hour.

However, no one in the entire mirrored carriage responded to him.

All that remains is a mirror that is still nurturing the big boss.

Zhou An had no choice but to wait silently.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes, and finally, the last hour has passed.

Zhou An didn't even want to wait anymore; he wanted to go back.

Just then, the mirror in front of us started to vibrate.

The mirror surface rippled, and an extremely eerie aura continuously emanated from it.

A figure emerged from the mirror.

It was still Zhou An, but this Zhou An's eyes were even more indifferent.

The style of the clothes was exactly the same, but the color had changed to black.

He exuded a gloomy aura.

"The third level is strange? No, it's the fourth level?" Zhou An sensed the other party's aura, but he was not quite sure.

His level is simply too low to make a specific judgment.

In the next instant, the image split into three figures.

Zhou An's pupils contracted slightly upon seeing this scene.

The Tiger Talisman's clone—has the power of the talisman been replicated?

Zhou An dared not be presumptuous and immediately separated the benevolent and malevolent aspects of his mind.

"Wow, this is going to be interesting. The other side can even create a clone and use the power of the Tiger Talisman." The evil entity exclaimed as soon as it appeared.

"Do you think that image can still use the power of the Dragon Talisman and the Horse Talisman?" the evil entity asked.

“Their aura has weakened. They were probably at level four before, but now the individual forms have become level three,” Shan Nian noticed and quickly said.

“Okay.” Zhou An nodded: “Be careful, the power of the copied talisman may not be complete, but it won’t be weak.”

"Don't worry, what's there to be afraid of? Do you think the genuine product is afraid of the pirated version?" The evil entity was not afraid at all, but was even unusually excited.

In the next instant, black light gathered in the palms of the three images.

"It's a dragon talisman, but it's condensed ghost energy. Let's spread out and kill them!" The evil entity roared and quickly moved to the side.

The three quickly separated.

The next moment, black and red fireballs exploded in mid-air.

Black light and crimson glow intertwined, as if a grand banquet were being held here.

"You trip and fall!"

"A sacrifice of flesh and blood!"

"Restore!"

"You trip and fall!"

"A sacrifice of flesh and blood!"

"Restore!"

The shouts of six people echoed throughout the mirrored carriage.

Suddenly, a strange scene unfolded.

Six people fell down at the same time, got up, and then fell down again.

And during the fall, their flesh and blood kept disappearing and then being restored.

Each time they fall, their strength increases dramatically, until it accumulates to a tenfold increase before stopping.

However, the wrestling was completely unstoppable; it was a rule-based skill, 100% accurate.

They can only activate the dragon talisman to attack the opponent when they fall down.

In the blink of an eye, ten minutes had passed.

The battle between the two sides remained exactly the same as before.

No one slacked off because of physical exertion, nor did anyone become sluggish because of exhaustion.

Because there is no concept of consumption.

Suddenly, Zhou An's gaze swept across the round mirror in the distance, and he noticed something.

"It's cracked! The round mirror has a crack!" Zhou An shouted suddenly.

During the ten-minute battle, Zhou An attempted to attack the circular mirror, but the attacks were deflected and did not cause any damage.

But now he glimpsed the cracks.

This means that the power of the image is connected to the circular mirror, consuming its power; the power of the image Zhou An is not unlimited.

"Alright, let's increase our attack frequency and exhaust his power!" the evil entity roared, its eyes still gleaming with excitement.

Zhou An and the benevolent entity didn't say anything more, but simply launched an even more frenzied attack.

Another ten minutes have passed.

The cracks on the round mirror were larger and covered two-thirds of the mirror surface.

At that very moment, a notification sound appeared in Zhou An's mind.

[Successfully defeated the Image BOSS, fulfilling the level completion requirements, and accumulated 100,000 coins in rewards. Should you continue to complete the level, or return to the previous stage?]

The next instant, Zhou An landed on the ground without falling again.

The three reflections of Zhou An transformed into three streaks of black light and disappeared into the round mirror.

At that very moment, the entire mirrored carriage erupted in a series of crackling sounds.

It shattered; both the top and the floor glass were broken, covered with countless cracks.

He won, he won, he wore down Zhou An to death.

At the same time, the mirrored carriages suffered incalculable damage.

However, Zhou An had to admire this Impression Carriage, which could even replicate the power of talismans.

But in the end, Zhou An still won.

"This is really tiring, Lao Ben. I'm leaving the rest to you. Take us back now," the evil entity said casually.

Chapter 67, Carriage 4: The Bizarre Restriction

"Thank you for your hard work." Zhou An nodded slightly, then absorbed the two clones into his body.

“Continue,” Zhou An said, looking at the cracked round mirror.

Immediately afterwards, the round mirror surface transformed into ripples, eventually forming a passage.

Zhou An understood that this was the waiting area for the next stage.

He immediately stepped inside.

It was the same corridor, but surprisingly, this time it appeared extremely luxurious.

Instead of dim lighting, there was a bright glow.

At this moment, at the end of the corridor, there were only twenty strange figures.

Each one exuded a terrifying aura, and was at least at the fourth level or higher.

When Zhou An came out, all of them were somewhat surprised.

"Human, I must say you are very bold."

"You cleared the third level but didn't return. Instead, you continued to try and break through. You're really courting death, but not in this way."

"Looks like we can have a treat before we even reach the fourth stage of the competition."

A group of strange people seemed to be chatting casually, yet they had already begun to discuss Zhou An's fate.

"Clay chickens and clay dogs." Zhou An glanced at everyone and spoke softly.

Upon hearing this, all the strange creatures were stunned for a moment, and then one of them, whose body was emanating black energy, looked at Zhou An with a cold smile.

“Interesting. I’ve seen a lot of humans. I’ve seen some who are brave, and some who aren’t afraid of us.”

“But when I broke their legs and tore off their arms, they all kowtowed and begged for mercy like dogs. And you?” The strange man wasn’t angry; he just looked at Zhou An with a cold smile.

Upon hearing this, Zhou An grinned and said, "It seems we'll all be together for the fourth trial. Let's see if you're the dog, or if you're all dogs."

Zhou An had already confirmed the power of his dragon talisman.

If a fourth-tier attack can be fatal in one hit, then it must be at least equivalent to a fifth-tier attack.

To unleash power beyond the fifth rank, Zhou An's strength needs to improve.

The fifth level, in these bizarre places, seems to be a place where one can run rampant.

"Hahaha..." A strange laugh suddenly broke out.

The sound was so loud that Zhou An's ears became somewhat blurred.

Then, the group of weirdos seemed to be infected by the laughter and they all started laughing.

They weren't angry; they looked at Zhou An as if he were an idiot.

Just then, the passageway leading to carriage number 4 opened.

……

"Waaaah—"

A loud whistle rang out, waking Zhou An.

He looked around and found himself in a lively carriage.

The carriage is of normal size, with several rows of seats on each side.

About half of the seats were occupied: children, the elderly, young couples, and various items piled up at their feet.

The air was filled with the smells of sweat, food, cigarettes, and engine oil.

"Clang—clang—" A dull 'clang' sound came from the bottom of the carriage.

This carriage is exactly an ordinary carriage, nothing special.

In other words, all the passengers' clothes were old-fashioned linen clothes from the Republican era.

"What's going on?" Zhou An frowned.

Beside Zhou An were those twenty strange figures.

They were currently inside the carriage, with Zhou An even standing inside his seat. Strangely, they were clearly still in another dimension.