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The next second, the slick-back-haired youth also made his move.

His right hand formed a knife-like motion and stabbed out with lightning speed, piercing straight into the heart of the soldier who had kicked him, tearing his heart out.

A piercing scream rang out and spread throughout the entire hall.

The soldier who lost his heart soon fell silent as well.

The slick-back-haired youth clutched the still-beating heart in his hand, his sinister grin widening.

"Monster! Monster...!"

The remaining two soldiers screamed in terror and quickly withdrew the blades they had been holding to the necks of the slick-haired youth and Uncle Jian, and retreated in unison.

Even the captain of the soldiers behind them showed a solemn and fearful expression.

"It's a demon! Go and report this! Hurry!"

The captain of the soldiers mustered his courage and shouted angrily before quickly retreating towards the door.

At this moment, Uncle Jian suddenly chuckled.

When the sound reached the ears of the three surviving soldiers, their bodies stopped uncontrollably, frozen in place, unable to move.

At the same time, the two corpses lying on the ground suddenly got up and rushed towards the three soldiers near the door.

The corpse was moving faster than the limits of an ordinary person, as if the limitations of the body's muscles had been completely removed.

They... or rather, they approached the three soldiers and began tearing at their necks and cheeks, quickly killing the three survivors.

The impromptu conflict was thus resolved.

The three soldiers who had been killed stood up again just seconds after falling to the ground, turned around and faced the house, as if they were staring intently at Fan Xiao and the others, conveying a sense of intimidation.

Human emotions had long since vanished from their eyes; all that remained was the madness and ferocity of wild beasts.

Uncle Jian seems to be deliberately revealing some of his strength.

Controlling corpses... and also being able to forcibly control other people's bodies... the combination of these two can provide a huge advantage in dungeons where items cannot be used.

If you kill enough people, you can build an army of the undead.

Fan Xiao silently memorized Uncle Jian's talent and mentally simulated the odds of winning against him.

"Restricting my body... well, it's completely useless."

He immediately came to the conclusion that defeating his opponent in an instant was no problem at all.

After all, once his talent is unlocked, he can no longer move on his own.

The little angels will carry him and fly.

Restricting his body makes no sense.

"Ha...you guys are really bold!"

Jinlian was not intimidated by the moving corpse at the doorway.

It's just a monster created by unleashing the power of ordinary people; it poses virtually no threat to C-level players.

Moreover, she is a cannibal player, and her basic physical attributes such as strength, reaction, and speed are about five times higher than those of human and demi-human players.

She continued, "To attack the indigenous people so quickly, you have some nerve... or rather, this is karma! You've been so arrogant all this time that even the natives here don't like you anymore."

"You're a cannibalistic player, what gives you the nerve to talk about us like that?"

Uncle Jian's expression remained unchanged as he said, "Our current identity is that of 'mercenaries' who are paid to do things. Just look at the attitude of these soldiers, and you'll know that we're in a very bad situation."

"If we don't follow their orders to go to the front lines and participate in the war, they might turn their hostility towards us first."

"If you actually go to the front lines to fight... haha, you'll waste all your time on fighting instead of gathering intelligence. When the numbers on the back of your hand drop to zero, you won't even know how you died."

At this point, a cold smile appeared on his lips: "Don't gloat there. If you don't want to go to the front lines, you'll have to kill and rebel sooner or later!"

"Is your mind only filled with fighting and killing?"

Fan Xiao stepped forward and responded with a cold laugh: "We can hide, there's absolutely no need to kill people. You... have already killed the natives, and now you probably won't be able to hide even if you want to."

"Heh, who would know that we killed them? These people were killed by us 'mercenaries' working together."

Uncle Jian looked at Fan Xiao, making no attempt to hide his intention to frame him.

"Moreover."

He continued, "The dungeon background mentions Silver City and Obsidian City, both of which are human cities."

"These soldiers are all ordinary people, and presumably the others are the same. Judging from their backgrounds, the Celestial Race and the Demon Race, who are the only ones with extraordinary powers, would not interfere in human civil wars."

"If we want to hide from an army of ordinary people, do you think they can still find us?"

"Is it……"

Fan Xiao's smile, tinged with coldness, remained: "This is a dungeon. Who knows what hidden dungeon rules might exist that could lock down players who have made contact? Heh... let's wait and see how you all end up dying."

"snort……!"

Uncle Jian snorted coldly, composed himself, and stopped engaging in pointless arguments.

He turned to the slick-back-haired youth and his three colleagues, and said, "This is a gathering place for 'mercenaries.' I'm sure more soldiers will come looking for us later. Let's go out and check the situation first, and not linger here."

"Let's go."

The young man with the slicked-back hair nodded slightly.

The group of five quickly left the hall.

Uncle Jian left the five soldiers' bodies inside the house.

Seeing this, Fan Xiao and the others quickly left the room.

Otherwise, it would be bad if I were falsely accused.

Once outside on the street, Fan Xiao looked around and carefully observed the surrounding environment and the city's architectural style.

The first thing that catches the eye is the abundance of lines, giving it a Central European feel.

The buildings lining the street have free-flowing shapes, as if pursuing dynamism. The paint and carvings are vibrant in color, creating a magnificent effect.

The interspersed curved surfaces and elliptical spaces create a mysterious atmosphere.

It's somewhat similar to the Baroque architectural style of Central Europe.

Fan Xiao looked behind him and saw the city wall standing not far away.

This is the outer city area, and you can see many pedestrians and busy people around.

The 15 players split into three factions, each intending to act independently with no intention of cooperating.

In the cannibalistic player camp.

Jinlian shrunk her huge, bloated body back to its original size, becoming petite and adorable, no longer the handsome, broad-shouldered, and burly woman she once was.

When she wore court attire, it no longer gave people a strong sense of contrast or incongruity.

Of course, those who had seen this woman's true appearance would no longer harbor any romantic fantasies about her.

Even Fan Xiao found it a bit cringeworthy...

Jinlian looked at her five teammates and said, "What do we do next? Are we really not going to the front lines?"

"Don't rush to make a decision."

Nei Long pointed to the five slick-back-haired youths not far away and whispered, "They definitely won't go to the front lines. We can follow behind them and see if their actions will have any serious consequences before making a decision."

"Um... OK."

Jinlian nodded, looked around, and murmured, "Based on what the deceased knight captain said, this should be Silver City. This city... seems to have quite a few people."

"How about we have an opening party?"

At this moment, the male player with the high nose standing next to Fan Xiao made a suggestion.

The cannibalistic group consists of six people.

Fan Xiao, Nei Long, and Jin Lian. The remaining three: one with a high nose bridge, one bald, and one with a round face who looked slightly chubby.

As usual, Fan Xiao had already given them nicknames in his mind—High Nose, Bald Guy, Round Face Man.

Jinlian was the first to respond to the comment about the high nose bridge.

She licked her lips and said, "A very tempting offer, but... wouldn't it be too risky to attack the indigenous people so rashly?"

"Such a large city must have over 100,000 people. As long as we don't attack the soldiers, quietly eating a few ordinary people and doing it discreetly shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"That's what the bald guy said."

Perhaps because it was the first time he had encountered a dungeon teeming with humans, he seemed rather impatient.

Making a move inside a dungeon is much more unrestrained than in an external area.

"What's the rush?" Neilong said calmly, "Let's see if those five idiots run into trouble first."

"I suggest you control your appetite and don't eat anything easily... or rather, don't eat anything until you successfully pass the level."

At this moment, Fan Xiao suddenly reminded them.

Although he wouldn't mind letting these cannibalistic players step into the trap of attacking the natives, the people living around him were all civilians, flesh and blood, not just programmed creatures. He could scheme, but he still had to stick to his bottom line.

Moreover, if all these people go to eat people, and he goes along but doesn't eat, it will be difficult to explain later.

besides……

His dissenting opinion at this time also serves as an opportunity to reveal some of his own speculations and gain control of the team's discourse.

Sure enough, the five "teammates" began to fall into the rhythm of the conversation he had set up.

Jinlian asked, "Why?"

Upon hearing this question, Fan Xiao did not answer immediately, but instead spoke of something seemingly unrelated: "In the background of the dungeon, it mentions the Celestial King Caesar, who believed that the internal strife among humans was a natural law, so he did not intervene. In fact, the Celestial King Caesar even stopped the Demon King Carmen from interfering in the human war."

"Why should the Celestial Race, with its extraordinary power, concern itself with human affairs?"

"Moreover, since internal strife is a natural phenomenon, no intervention was taken... Extending this line of reasoning, if this war were not caused by internal strife, but by other factors... wouldn't the Celestial Race intervene?"

"Don't you think... the Celestial Race's role is very similar to that of humanity's 'guardians'?"

“Now that you mention it…” Neilong pondered, “Indeed, those few sentences of background information do convey that kind of atmosphere.”

Fan Xiao continued, "Based on my speculation, the Celestial Race is most likely the guardians of humanity."

"They are expected to protect humanity's survival from disasters such as natural calamities, famines, epidemics, and wild animals with a detached attitude."

"Why didn't the human race stop the war that day and reduce the number of human deaths?" the round-faced man asked.

"To stop the war, who should we help? Once internal strife breaks out, all major human powers will get involved in the struggle. Helping anyone would seem unfair and would make us lose our detached status."

Fan Xiao replied, "As I just said, the Celestial Race is probably protecting humanity from a detached perspective."

"What they care about is the survival of humanity as a whole; who becomes king is irrelevant to them."

"What does this have to do with us?" Jinlian asked, frowning.

“It’s a big deal!”

Fan Xiao countered, "What did that knight captain, who was killed by Uncle Jian, shout before he died?"

Without waiting for anyone's response, he gave the answer directly: "He shouted 'It's a demon race, go and report it!' He mistook Uncle Jian and that stupid young master with his head turned back for demons."

"The fact that the Demon Race is slaughtering humans in human cities changes the nature of the crime. Once the Celestial Race learns of this, they will surely take action to punish them, as they stand in the position of guardians!"

"Even if it is later found that the player is not a demon, the fact remains that the player possesses supernatural power, and the Celestial Race will not ignore this."

"Hmm...that makes some sense. But..."

Neilong asked doubtfully, "With so many humans in a city, how could the Celestial Race know if a few die?"

"Who can guarantee they don't have special detection methods? Of course..."

Fan Xiao chuckled and said, "I'm just giving you guys a heads-up. Whether or not we have a party, we'll decide by voting."

"To be honest, I'm a little hungry too. In such a big city, eating only a small group of people shouldn't have a big impact... right?"

"This……"

Neilong pondered for a few seconds, then shook his head and said, "I vote against it. Let's forget about it. The dungeon only requires us to survive for seven days. Seven days... we can just be patient and it will pass quickly."

"If we eat rashly and attract the true king Caesar... our second mission is to eliminate the true king Caesar. This mission is scheduled after the survival mission, and you can imagine how difficult it is."

"This true king Caesar... we might need to gather the strength of players from both cities to successfully defeat him."