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"You...you're all cannibalistic players?"

The middle-aged man opposite him looked astonished and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Suddenly, they'd stirred up the enemy's hideout...

"Hmph, just a B-rank player, does he really think he's invincible?" Nei Long sneered at the middle-aged man, "You think you're the only one with B-rank items? Want to make a move? Come and try!"

"Stop talking nonsense, Neilong, let's attack together and kill them!"

Jinlian's tone turned fierce, completely devoid of her previous gentle demeanor.

She was tall and robust, a head taller than everyone else present, like a small mountain of flesh.

I don't know how she managed to put on that act before.

"..."

The middle-aged man opposite him immediately turned pale.

Things get troublesome.

On the other side, the young couple standing in the corner were trembling slightly.

Of the previous eight people, six were cannibals, and only they... were human players?

This……

Fortunately, since no one knew each other's backgrounds at the beginning, and everyone was wary of each other, no one revealed their identities.

Otherwise... I'm afraid this room will host a party before the instance even opens.

"Young Master, it is not advisable to take action for the time being."

The middle-aged man suddenly stepped back and gave the slicked-back-haired youth a word of advice.

The young man frowned, realizing the gravity of the situation, and abandoned his original idea.

It wasn't that he was afraid; they were just six cannibalistic players, and with a B-level player guarding them, he didn't take them seriously.

The real reason he gave up was... given Jinlian's current state, how could he possibly bring himself to kiss her?

He admitted that he was disgusted!

At that moment, the air in the room suddenly trembled.

Everyone noticed the commotion and looked over.

Two players dressed in matching black uniforms appeared in the room.

Suddenly, the number of players in the room increased to 15.

The evolution game has finally made some progress.

Player panels popped up one by one, displaying a notification that the dungeon had opened.

The "Battle of Two Cities" instance is now open.

[Background Information: In the year 823 of the Continental Calendar, a new True King was born among the Celestial Race, named Caesar; a new Demon King was born among the Demon Race, named Carmen.]

The power of the two kings remains so formidable that even their own people fear them. They stand at the pinnacle of their race, an invincible and transcendent being.

In the year 855 of the Continental Calendar, humanity erupted into a new round of struggle for power and resources. Silver City and Obsidian City clashed in the first battle, and war broke out across the land.

Human internal strife is seen as a natural law by the Celestial Race. The rise and fall of dynasties has been the same throughout history, so King Caesar did not intervene, and the entire Celestial Race remained on the sidelines.

Carmen, the Demon King, repeatedly tried to intervene and stop humanity's wars, but was always stopped by the true King Caesar.

Unbeknownst to the two kings, this was a war secretly orchestrated by the Demon Race and the Celestial Race in order to achieve a unified goal...

【hint:】

[1. Warning! You will die when the number on the back of your hand reaches zero.]

2. Warning! Extremely dangerous at night.

3. The "Tomb of Guilt" can provide you with some protection.

[4. Killing an enemy player allows you to inherit their remaining stats.]

[Instance Quest:]

[1. Survival for seven days]

2. Destroy Caesar the True King

[Note: You can clear this dungeon by fulfilling any of the mission requirements.]

In an instant, an immense pressure weighed down on all the players.

All 15 people in the hall felt their mental processes become sluggish and weak.

When one's spirit is weak, the power that one's talents can unleash will be directly diminished.

Suddenly, the tiny wings that had just grown on Fan Xiao's back disappeared.

It wasn't that he intentionally deleted it, but rather... he couldn't contact the "Blood Duke" item anymore.

"..."

Fan Xiao looked down and glanced at the back of his right hand.

A striking number "7" appeared on it.

Chapter 407 The Sudden Conflict

"7"... Fan Xiao seemed to be deep in thought.

One of the dungeon quests requires you to survive for seven days. Could the "7" represent the number of days?

"The number decreases by one every day, and the person dies after seven days... That doesn't make sense."

"If that's the case... in the Battle of Two Cities, players from the opposing faction... must kill members of the opposing faction to increase their own numbers. Even if they lose one every day, they won't reach zero after seven days, ensuring their survival."

"Is this encouraging players to kill each other?"

Fan Xiao organized the information and quickly guessed a conclusion.

Logically it makes sense, but... he always felt that the meaning behind the "numbers" was not so simple.

"Wait a day, and see if the number on the back of your hand has decreased the next day. If it has, then this conclusion is valid."

He made a decision in his mind and noted down the time on the player panel.

3:20 PM.

The conclusion can be confirmed at 3:20 tomorrow.

While pondering, Fan Xiao tried using other props.

The connection failed to connect.

It seems this instance not only suppresses mental strength but also disables items.

but……

This is a huge advantage for him.

Without the items, his talent is a game-changer for other players.

Even if his spirit is suppressed at this moment, the impact is at most on the little angel's physical existence time. The little angel's attack strength depends on his mental limit. His mental power is suppressed and weakened, but the limit will not change.

If he uses his talent now, he could definitely wipe out all 14 players in the room.

Excellent, our combat advantage has suddenly become much greater.

"The Battle of Two Cities...!?"

"How could it be this instance!?"

At this moment, the two players who were last to enter, dressed in black uniforms, were both stunned, their faces showing solemnity and tension.

Seeing their reaction, everyone present immediately deduced a conclusion—these two guys were probably also unlucky ones who were dragged into the dungeon.

Judging from their tone, they clearly knew something about this instance and were very afraid of it.

If they had tickets for the "Battle of Two Cities," they would most likely have simply thrown them away, and the current reaction wouldn't have occurred.

"What's wrong with this dungeon? Is it difficult?"

From the bodyguard team of the young man with slicked-back hair, a middle-aged man cast a glance at the two and asked.

Upon hearing this, both players in black uniforms glanced at the middle-aged man.

The taller one frowned slightly and gave a simple response: "It's not a question of whether it's difficult or not, it's that kind of... very weird dungeon."

“In our 019 Division A1 base, there are records of information related to the ‘Battle of Two Cities’. None of the 019 Division players who used tickets to go to this instance ever came back.”

"It can't be that all these people immigrated to other districts after they cleared customs, right?"

"Are you players from the 019 division?" the middle-aged man asked in surprise.

Are you an idiot? Can't you understand the point I'm making?

The tall man was probably in a bad mood. Seeing that the other party didn't give him the response he expected, his tone became sharp: "I mean, this dungeon is very strange and eerie! It's very likely that all the players who enter will die. What does that have to do with which server I'm from?"

"A bunch of bumpkins who've never seen the world!"

At this moment, the slick-haired youth sneered and said, "The 019 division hasn't even integrated any dimensions. It's just a third-rate, trash division. What powerful players could it possibly have? A bunch of trash died in the dungeon, and that's how they make the dungeon sound so amazing?"

"That's what the young master said."

The middle-aged man chuckled and chimed in, "There are countless C-level dungeons throughout the G06 node. How many players will actually be assigned a ticket to this dungeon?"

"If we narrow down the location to zone 019, there probably won't be many left."

"A few deaths and you're already panicking? Heh... There's always a reason for a third-rate division."

"What did you say...!?" The tall man's eyes turned icy cold: "Say it again if you dare!"

“I don’t like your tone,” the middle-aged man chuckled. “You just… insulted me, didn’t you? Heh… Looks like I’ll have to kill two people before exploring the outside world.”

"Watch out! He's a B-rank player!"

Inside the hall, the burly inner dragon suddenly reminded the two new players.

Upon hearing this, the two were startled and quickly backed away to create some distance.

The tall man immediately revealed his identity, saying, "We are from the A1 base enforcement team of Division 019. We were unfortunately caught up in this while apprehending a fugitive. The A1 base will definitely send people over to investigate!"

"Before you make a move against us, you'd better think carefully about whether you can afford to mess with the A-level player behind us!"

"..." The middle-aged man's composed demeanor softened slightly: "I did hear that there is an A-level player in the 019 section. I didn't expect you to be his people... However, in the dungeon, this identity is useless."

"Idiot! It's not like you're the only ones with A-level players behind you."

The slick-back-haired youth looked at the tall man and sneered, "Weren't you pretty arrogant just now? Say a few more arrogant things to me? Let's see if I dare to kill you all today."

"..."

Neither of them replied; both tensed up and became defensive.

At this moment, Fan Xiao suddenly spoke up and said, "Hehe, it seems that none of you have realized that the props are unusable."

"A B-rank player has lost all their items, so all they have left is their talent and evolution rate, right?"

"Maybe they don't even have the talent... Hey, those two guys in uniforms over there, how about we team up and take down these five arrogant bastards first?"

Upon hearing these words, everyone present changed their expressions.

Middle-aged men, in particular, immediately tried communication tools as soon as their faces darkened.

As a result... there was no feedback whatsoever.

The access to the props has indeed been restricted!

Upon realizing this, some were happy while others were sad.

The ones who are naturally worried are the middle-aged men and other members of the bodyguard team.

Even the arrogance in the slick-haired youth's eyes subsided somewhat.

They had many useful items, but they've all been cut...

"Heh... kid, are you sure you can beat me without your items? Just because you cannibal players are stronger?"

The middle-aged man looked at Fan Xiao and sneered, "I thought you were quite sensible just now. What, you dare to be arrogant now that you have a slight advantage?"