Global wonders have descended, and only I possess the treasure-hunting radar.

That calamity was none other than the "Meat Mountain Butcher".

Shen Qingli glanced at the [Meat Mountain Butcher] who was standing motionless in place.

He then focused his attention on the grayish-white powder in front of him.

She was convinced that that was what had caused the current situation.

It's just broken.

There was still a lingering, unsettling yet somewhat familiar force on the powder.

Shen Qingli narrowed her eyes and thought for a moment.

Gu Zhixing had mentioned it to her before, and even showed her similar things.

What's your name...?

[Lost Domain Festival]!

Using pre-arranged containers and offerings as fulcrums, the domain is remotely brought in and its area is forcibly expanded.

The advantages are obvious.

With a large enough range and a fast enough burst of speed, it can catch opponents off guard.

The disadvantages are also obvious.

The suppressive force decreases and the duration is short.

Furthermore, there are strict requirements for the materials used in the containers.

Special materials that originated in or have been influenced by the field for a long time must be selected.

This material is extremely rare; even the headquarters of the Administration Bureau doesn't have much of it.

Shen Qingli clicked her tongue.

"That's quite a generous gesture, providing nine materials enough to construct a Domain Descending Ritual at once. Gu Zhixing would be green with envy if he knew!"

"But knowing that this domain has a limited time limit makes things easier; we can just drag it out until the domain ends."

The voice just fell.

The sound of a butcher's knife dragging on the ground came from the side.

stab.

stab.

[The Butcher of Meat Mountain] discovered Shen Qingli.

Shen Qingli judged the other party's level with just one glance.

Class A disaster.

Although the domain suppression is affecting her.

However, she possesses two A-grade artifacts, and her body and mind have undergone training at headquarters, so her physical and mental weakening is not as severe as that of ordinary weapon wielders.

She can still perform at 80% of her potential.

Eighty percent of the time, it's more than enough to deal with an A-level calamity.

Shen Qingli raised her chin.

"Hey, you ugly freak over there, tell me what you know."

The butcher of meat did not react.

He simply stared intently at Shen Qingli with his blood-red eyes and continued dragging the butcher's knife.

Getting closer step by step.

Shen Qingli clicked her tongue softly.

"Didn't expect him to be an idiot. Oh well, let's just deal with it."

She raised her hand and took out the drill-shaped object.

As soon as the drill bit appears, the front end immediately begins to rotate at high speed.

hum!

Shen Qingli stomped her foot, and her body shot out like a black arrow.

The "Meat Mountain Butcher" finally moved.

But just as it lowered its head, Shen Qingli was already in front of it.

The drill bit pierced straight through its chest.

puff!

A huge, bloody hole was drilled into his bloated body.

If it were a regular A-level calamity, this attack would either kill or severely injure the victim.

But the Butcher of Meat Mountain merely glanced down at it, completely unconcerned.

The next second, the fleshy buds at the edge of the blood hole began to writhe wildly.

The wound is beginning to heal.

Shen Qingli raised an eyebrow.

"Such strong recovery ability?"

The "Meat Mountain Butcher" seemed to finally feel the pain.

He let out a roar, and his eyes instantly turned red.

"Damn human! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"

He raised his butcher knife and charged at Shen Qingli like a runaway truck.

As Shen Qingli dodged to the side, the drill in her hand pierced out again.

A second blood hole appeared.

[The Butcher of Meat Mountain] paused, and his wounds began to heal.

This time, however, he was much faster than before.

He swung his sword backhand.

Shen Qingli took a half step back, the blade almost grazing her trench coat.

"Can I become stronger after recovery?"

Shen Qingli's eyes turned cold.

She didn't stop.

The drill bit kept piercing out.

One after another, bloody holes appeared on the body of the "Meat Mountain Butcher".

But with each recovery, his movements became faster and his executioner's blade heavier.

By the sixth time, he was able to keep up with Shen Qingli's dodging rhythm.

boom!

The butcher's knife grazed Shen Qingli's feet as it fell, shattering the ground into fragments.

Shen Qingli stopped a short distance away and shook the blood off the drill bit.

"Rapid recovery, and each recovery also improves physical abilities, a pretty good ability."

Upon hearing this, the "Meat Mountain Butcher" grinned.

"So what if I know?"

"If you don't attack me, you can't kill me; if you attack me, it will only make me stronger."

"Human, which do you choose?"

Shen Qingli looked at it and suddenly smiled.

"Who told you I can't kill you?"

[The Butcher of Meat Mountain] paused for a moment.

Shen Qingli put away the drill and took out the strange gray pillow-like object.

This strange object looks quite ordinary.

The moment it appeared, the Butcher's eyelids began to droop.

He roared and tried to charge forward.

But as soon as I took a step, it felt like all my strength had been drained from my body.

Sleepiness flooded its mind like a tidal wave.

"Go to sleep," Shen Qingli said indifferently, "ugly monster."

The "Meat Mountain Butcher" collapsed to the ground with a thud.

When it opened its eyes again, it was already standing in a distorted dream.

There were no beams of light around.

There is no ground.

Only countless gray doors hung in the air.

Shen Qingli stood in front of the topmost door, looking down at it.

"Welcome to my dream."

"Oh, right, if you die in a dream, your real body will also die."

[The Butcher of Meat Mountain] roared and swung his knife.

But as soon as the butcher's knife fell, it turned into a ball of cotton.

"Do you still want to defeat me in my dreams?"

Shen Qingli chuckled and raised her hand.

Countless drills flew out from behind the door, piercing through the [Butcher of Meat] like raindrops.

This time, the Butcher's powerful regeneration ability was not needed.

He collapsed immediately.

Shen Qingli walked up to him.

"What a pity. If Gu Zhixing saw you, he would probably like you a lot. After all, such strong recovery ability would be enough for him to use for a long time."

After saying that, she snapped her fingers.

The body of the [Meat Mountain Butcher] was instantly swallowed up by the gray gate.

The dream shattered.

In reality, Shen Qingli opened her eyes.

The "Meat Mountain Butcher" is still lying on the ground.

The breath had completely disappeared.

The rusty butcher's knife also slipped from his hand, transforming into a strange object exuding an aura of calamity.

Shen Qingli bent down to pick it up and carried it on her shoulder.

She took out her phone and glanced at it.

No signal.

The upper right corner of the screen is completely clean, without even a single square.

Shen Qingli put away her phone and looked in the direction of the Jiangdong Administration Bureau.

"Let's go to the management bureau first. It's too much of a waste of time to deal with such a large area by going it alone."

After saying that, she dragged the rusty butcher's knife and turned to leave the point of light.

the other side.

Wang Yan and Lin Youyou are on their way to the Administration Bureau.

The streets were filled with parked vehicles and chaotic crowds.

Wang Yan observed and read the Class B artifact, the "Master's Manual," which could record changes in rules.

They have also roughly figured out the rules governing this territory that covers the entire Jiangdong City.

First, the voice in my head cannot be responded to.

If you respond, you will gradually become a believer in Faceless God.

Second, one must not see one's own face in any way.

Selfies taken with a mobile phone, reflections in car windows, glass shop windows, and reflections on water can all be dangerous.

Third, one should not look directly at the faceless outline of the sky.

Anyone who violates these three rules will become a follower of the calamity behind the scenes.

The weaker a person is, the faster they can transform.

Once they become believers, they will attack those around them who are not believers.

Once the subsequent rituals begin, these believers will become the objects of sacrifice.

Only then will the true form of the calamity behind the scenes truly descend.

After hearing the three rules Wang Yan mentioned, Lin Youyou felt a chill run down her spine.

"And ordinary people are unaware of these rules; they instinctively look at their phones, car windows, and the sky, and then they all become believers!"

Lin Youyou gritted her teeth.

"Communications must be restored as soon as possible, otherwise shouting alone won't save many people."

Wang Yan did not refute.

Soon, Wang and Yan arrived at the entrance of the Administration Bureau.

However, the situation on the scene is not optimistic at this moment.