Infinite: Starting from Infiltrating Other Spaces

Beside her was 'Blue Bag,' which she had long since drained dry.

I don't know how such a loud sound could come from her withered body, which looked like it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

That was a piercing voice, sharp and filled with venom and chilling coldness, powerful enough to drown out the noise in the square:

"Guge, I curse you. No matter what you plot, you will suffer the consequences of your actions before you succeed. I curse you to die a horrible death, I curse your soul to be burned by the flames of purification, I curse you to watch helplessly as everything is done for others."

I curse you, I curse you to become a stepping stone beneath the feet of a true king.

The brilliance of life gradually faded from those no longer bright eyes.

Her chapped lips moved slightly.

Her voice gradually faded, becoming barely audible, as if she were speaking to herself, or perhaps making some kind of prophecy.

"Intrigue can never truly lead to power... Conspirators... will inevitably die by their own conspiracies!"

.................

Gulag sat upright in a velvet, gilded high-backed chair, his scarlet eyes filled with disdain.

"curse......."

Slender fingers tapped on the armrests of the chair, and she felt an urge to laugh.

Heh... Hahaha... That stupid woman actually wanted to curse the noble vampire bloodline?

He coldly stared at the dozen or so apostles remaining in the center of the square, and at the others who, seeing no hope of finding anything, were preparing to leave.

Seriously... no patience at all.

The appetizers have just finished; what's coming next is the main course of this banquet!

...........

"Let's go, there's not much of a chance left. We can only hold on for a few more minutes at most before we can't break through."

The squad leader tossed away his cigarette butt and turned to leave without the slightest hesitation.

Just like how he decided to wait here without hesitation.

"Team... Captain..."

The teammate's stammering voice came from behind.

The squad leader turned around in confusion, just one glance.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and an unprecedented heat quietly emerged.

.............

"Holy crap?!"

Aowu stared in disbelief at the edge of the monster horde in the square.

Several dazzling rays of light shone brightly, shining brilliantly against the gray night sky.

It was a huge ceremonial table with several items on it.

Beneath that deep purple light, a pale orange glow shone exceptionally brightly.

"Your Highness! An orange-tier item has dropped!"

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A pale orange glow!

In an instant, the pupils of all the apostles seemed to be tinged with an orange halo.

His breathing gradually became heavy, and an irrepressible desire burned fiercely within his body like a flame.

Light orange!

Whether it's equipment or anything else, even one-time use items, the allure of the light orange items is like a magnet.

It firmly captured their attention.

"Boss..."

"head......"

"Boss!"

The apostles, their eyes almost turning red, looked at their respective leaders with various titles.

"Wait... wait a little longer..."

They felt the fire in their teammates' eyes, a fire that also burned in their own hearts.

Hundreds of eyes were fixed on the enormous ceremonial table, like starving people seeing an incredibly lavish feast.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and the corrupted tree golems were all drawn to the apostles who were still desperately trying to survive.

No one noticed those tempting treasures.

"Whoosh-"

A dark figure suddenly darted out from a corner of the square and, at this moment of great attention, rushed straight toward the ceremonial table with incredible speed.

"rush!"

The dark figure seemed to have sounded the horn of attack.

The squad leader forcefully crushed the cigarette butt at his feet, his eyes shooting out an extremely sharp gaze.

In an instant, the apostles went mad, as if the ceremonial table were a black hole.

Everything was drawn to it.

The first thing to arrive was a ranged attack powerful enough to kill Ascended Amodrich.

The combined power of hundreds of ascended apostles is terrifying, even compared to a second-tier monarch-level creature like Dragon Strike General.

Faced with such a concentrated barrage of fire, they could only suffer defeat and return home empty-handed.

In an instant, the place where the ceremonial table stood was a mixture of fire and ice, with water flowing and blinding lightning flashing, and massive amounts of mud and lava mingling together.

The malevolent curse emitted a faint black light, the poisonous swamp bubbled, and above, a magic circle slowly unfolded, with fireballs the size of human heads falling like raindrops.

The interplay of hundreds of attacks turned the area around the ritual table into a more bizarre and terrifying place than purgatory.

"Your Highness, shall we go up?"

Aowu turned around and saw that there were very few people watching from behind. Almost all the apostles could not contain their excitement and rushed forward.

Even if they weren't planning to immediately fall for being the "first to stick their neck out," they would stay out of the way, at least not too far away.

However, His Highness was more than 500 meters away from the plaza. Even with the rapid burst of the Flying Technique, it would take at least ten seconds to cover more than 500 meters.

Ten seconds is a lot for an apostle.

It was enough for Li Xia to kill a top-tier second-tier apostle with his bare hands.

You agree, right?

Former 'Arena Supreme' Baal?

Li Xia stared intently at the plaza. He had seen the light orange equipment before. Although he didn't have any light orange equipment, he already had quite a few purple-grade ultimate equipment.

He didn't have such a strong desire for those things, and he always felt that Gugge's plans went beyond that.

"We found those apostles by smell when we were clearing out the monsters."

He spoke slowly, his thick eyebrows furrowed as he pondered the connection, and continued:

"These apostles did not have a complete experience from the beginning, so they thought that Gug's plan might be these equipment."

Yes, the value of this equipment is not low; in fact, it could be said to be very high.

Li Xia let out a deep breath, her eyes growing brighter and brighter:

"Those apostles who sensed something was wrong are mostly dead, so that equipment... is bait!"

Bait for catching big fish!

The apostles transported to the Light Barrier are scavenging!

The current situation is very interesting; almost all the unlucky ones who actually experienced Guge's scheme from beginning to end are dead.

If Violet or the old man in the tuxedo were still alive and standing here, they would definitely notice that something was wrong.

But the brilliance lies in the fact that the apostles, attracted by the "nesting" incident, have no idea what is actually happening.

All they saw was a bunch of unlucky guys trying to clean up the corrupted tree golem and monopolize the treasures on the ritual table.

It all ended in disaster.

"Information gap!"

Li Xia uttered a few words.

"Guge is exploiting information asymmetry!"

He seemed to have figured something out; the doubts that had been on his face disappeared, replaced by certainty and confidence.

"Let's keep waiting!"

..................

Gulagger stood up and looked down at the chaotic square below.

He was so excited and satisfied that his body was trembling slightly.

He manipulated hundreds of apostles at will, making them as obedient as his own blood slaves.

It'll be soon...it'll be soon...

Gulag closed his eyes, as if he could hear the Count's instructions and praise from the guild again.

From the first apostle who discovered the secret of Sunset City Square.

The Demon Prison Star thus became a top secret.

The Eternal Night Pilgrimage Guild has accumulated and advanced step by step through 11 waves of apostles' successive efforts.

That's what led to today's bountiful harvest!

Gulag's heart was filled with an indescribable excitement, even though his blood had long been cold because of his lineage.

Everything started boiling over again.

Eternal Night Pilgrimage – it has been in the second-tier guild position for far too long.

It's time to take it a step further.

This step must begin with me, Viscount Guracg!

Did you hear that?

He closed his eyes, opened his arms, and smiled on his pale face, as if he had heard the most beautiful music in the world.

"My lord... what... did I hear?"

The two barons beside him lowered their heads and asked, puzzled and nervous.

Members of the Eternal Night Pilgrimage will be granted vampire bloodlines as long as they pass the test.

Furthermore, as their rank and status increase, they will obtain items for purifying their bloodline.

Legend has it that the guild leader is none other than the Executor, Blood God!

In these family-based guilds built on bloodlines, the superiors have unparalleled control over their subordinates.

Therefore, even if they are also among the best of the second tier, as long as the Viscount is not satisfied.

They will still be subjected to terrifying and severe punishments.

"You should hear this..."

Gulagg remained with his eyes closed, chanting in a voice resembling an aria:

“That was the great Blood God’s admiring gaze upon me. He was watching me and praising me for my achievements!”