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"What if I also..."

"Hey! Young man, are you a contrarian?"

The woman waved her hand impatiently: "Why are you arguing with me like this?"

Fan Xiao: "..."

So you're the only one allowed to play this logical rape game here, huh?

He sighed inwardly, realizing that continuing like this would yield no results, and gave up the idea of ​​further exploring the other party's contradictory perceptions.

"Big sister, I'll ask you one last question, um, really the last one."

Fan Xiao remembered the third hint in the dungeon and blurted out, "Do you know where the 'Tomb of Guilt' is?"

It is extremely dangerous at night.

The "Tomb of Guilt" can provide players with a certain degree of protection.

It's already a little past four in the afternoon, and I estimate it will get dark in another three or four hours.

For safety reasons, the tomb must be found as soon as possible.

"The Tomb of Guilt?" The woman shook her head slightly. "Are you talking about... a tomb? I've never heard of that name before."

Fan Xiao stared intently at the other person's micro-expressions and observed them carefully.

After confirming that the other party was not lying, he bid farewell to the woman and turned to a young woman, asking her about his doubts once again.

After asking ten people in this way, he confirmed that the woman's answer was not an isolated case.

Because all ten people gave the exact same answer.

Even when answering, their expressions remained calm, as if the invasion of hell and the destruction of the world had absolutely nothing to do with them.

This is a microcosm of the larger picture—and it's highly likely that the humans living in Silver City all think this way.

At this point, Fan Xiao stopped asking around.

After noting down the location of the "Longxi Coast Lighthouse," the source of the Hellish invasion, he left Silver City and followed the battle tracks in the direction the player had left.

He was stopped by the army as soon as he arrived outside the city.

A knight in heavy armor, riding a warhorse, approached him and shouted from his elevated position, "Mercenary! Join my army in battle!"

"..." Fan Xiao stopped helplessly: "Where are my mercenary companions?"

Knowing that once the demon race's identity is exposed, they will be reported and arrested, he deliberately reduced his speed, and his physical abilities were not much different from those of a normal human.

Although he is not a demon, others still think he is.

Once they're labeled as part of the demon race, it'll be difficult for them to take any further action.

It was precisely because of this consideration that he was captured at this moment... Fan Xiao temporarily gave up resistance and decided to obey and go into battle.

As for escaping... it seems that the humans in this instance can directly lock onto the players' locations. Not only is there little point in hiding after escaping, but it will also attract the malice of the army for disobeying orders and result in being wanted directly.

Ordinary people have no way to escape when facing the army.

In other words, if he escapes... then he must be a demon.

When humans report his information to the Celestial Race, it might bring trouble ahead of time.

The logic is closed, so it is!

"So... going to the front lines with the army seems to be an inevitable thing?"

"Anything unusual must be suspicious. Perhaps going to the front lines will yield some unexpected intelligence?"

With this in mind, Fan Xiao calmed down and decided to wait and see.

His thinking time seemed long, but in reality, his thoughts only circulated in his mind a few times.

After he finished thinking, the rider on horseback responded: "They've all gathered at the front of the army; now you're the only one missing. Get on board!"

Having said that, the knight pulled on the reins, turned his horse around, and moved closer to the front of the army.

Fan Xiao followed behind and soon arrived at the place where the players were gathered.

To his surprise, six players were missing—the slick-haired youth and his four bodyguards, as well as the high-nosed player from the cannibalistic player group.

With him included, only nine players remained on the field.

"You're back...!? Where did you go?"

Nei Long and his "teammates" looked surprised when they saw Fan Xiao.

The two players in black uniforms standing not far away, as well as the young couple, also subconsciously looked at Fan Xiao.

Everyone's faces showed surprise and curiosity.

"So, from your perspective, I suddenly disappeared?"

Fan Xiao shook his head as he met everyone's gaze and said, "The situation is a bit complicated. I'll explain it to you as we walk."

"Tell me about your situation first. Where did the other six go?"

"Two people were killed, three were arrested and are probably imprisoned, and one... just like you, suddenly disappeared and hasn't come back yet."

Neilong explained, "The ones killed were Uncle Jian and that young master with the slicked-back hair. When they ran out of the city, they killed quite a few people, which directly attracted the attention of Caesar, the true king of the Celestial Race..."

At this point, a very clear look of fear appeared in his eyes: "The true King Caesar... is incredibly powerful! So powerful that it's almost unbelievable!"

"Uncle Jian is at least a B-level player, but he couldn't even last 5 seconds against Caesar the True King before being reduced to a bloody mist. That guy with the slicked-back hair was even more instantly killed..."

"Although we can't use items right now and our strength is limited, this is still... too outrageous!"

As he spoke, Neilong's emotions became slightly agitated.

After taking a deep breath to calm himself down, he continued, "King Caesar killed Uncle Jane and that young master with the slicked-back hair on the spot. The three bodyguards, who had never killed anyone before, were spared."

"However, they displayed superhuman physical abilities and were suspected of being demons. King Caesar took the three of them away."

"As for Gao Lai... he disappeared with you, didn't you see him?"

Gao Lai is the cannibalistic player with the high-bridged nose.

“I didn’t see it,” Fan Xiao shook his head, then asked, “What methods did the True King Caesar use in battle? How did he kill Uncle Jane? And what did he look like?”

Perhaps it was Fan Xiao's performance in the previous discussions that made the members of the cannibal player team feel that he was very reliable.

Therefore, Neilong and Jinlian did not show any impatience when he asked them a lot of questions at once.

Jinlian stepped forward and replied earnestly, "King Caesar is very fast; our naked eyes can hardly see his movements."

"By the time he realized what was happening, he was already in front of Uncle Jian, grabbing him by the neck and lifting him up."

"Uncle Jane must have used his talent, but King Caesar was completely unaffected. He poked Uncle Jane's forehead with one finger, and then..."

She paused, then said in a serious tone, "A B-level player just exploded like that, turning into a cloud of blood mist."

She pointed to a spot not far outside the city wall and said, "That's where King Caesar did it. The bloodstains there should still be there."

"That slick-haired idiot who only thinks with his lower body was killed in the same way."

"As for his looks... well, Caesar the True King was quite handsome?"

"Does it have a human appearance or other characteristics?" Fan Xiao guided the question.

“His appearance is exactly the same as a human's; you can't see any other features.” Jinlian shook her head. “If he hadn't used his power, I would have thought he was a frail, ordinary person.”

"Human form, huh..."

So, the monster in that dark space really wasn't a Celestial Being... Of course, it's also possible that the Celestial Beings have a second form... Fan Xiao continued to ask, "How did you recognize the True King Caesar? Or did he give his name himself?"

"He gave his name, saying he wanted to show his opponent enough respect and give people a... well, a knightly fighting atmosphere, but when he actually started fighting, he wasn't so gentle."

After a moment's thought, Jinlian described it as follows.

“I feel the key should be in touching and contacting him,” Nelong said at this point. “King Caesar probably has the ability to kill a target directly upon contact with their body. If we really want to fight him according to the requirements of the dungeon mission… it is of utmost importance that we cannot let him get close.”

“But where would we cannibal players get ranged attacks?” Jinlian frowned. “We can’t just throw stones from a distance, can we?”

After saying that, she glanced towards the group of players in black uniforms.

The expressions of the four people standing there changed slightly.

There are now only 9 players left, and 5 of them are cannibals...

"I have a talent for ranged attacks."

The tall player in the black uniform stepped forward and said... or rather, demonstrated his value: "If it really comes down to defeating the true king Caesar, we will cooperate with you. However... my ranged attack talent alone may not be enough."

He looked at his three teammates.

The woman with the low ponytail in the couple said, "My talent has some ranged attack effects, but it's not my main focus. It can only... can only play a slight role."

"Only one and a half?" Neilong frowned. "That's not enough..."

"Perhaps there is a way to help us turn the tide."

Fan Xiao's words immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Under everyone's gaze, he recounted his previous experience in detail.

That is, dark spaces, monsters with strange abilities, and a lack of consistency in time...

In addition, he also recounted the information he had gathered from the residents of Silver City.

Players must kill monsters to prevent hell from invading, otherwise the world will be destroyed and everyone will die.

After hearing this, everyone was amazed by Fan Xiao's experience.

Unexpectedly, while they waited for half an hour, Fan Xiao... only waited for less than two minutes?

They couldn't help but feel wary of the dangerous place that was the dark space.

But Van Shake's talk of saving the world... is a bit of a load of nonsense.

"Are you serious?" Nelong asked.

"Make it clear, I am merely relaying the words; these words were spoken by the residents of Silver City."

Fan Xiao shrugged and replied, "As for myself... the residents of Silver City are far too indifferent to the phenomenon of Hell's invasion, which is a huge logical flaw."

"The world is on the verge of destruction, yet the Celestials and Demons remain indifferent, humanity is embroiled in internal strife, and Silver City and Obsidian City are about to go to war... Don't you think this is too incongruous?"

"It's like the prophecy that 'if you don't stop hell from invading the world, it will be destroyed' was a hastily conceived prophecy that nobody really cared about."

“You mean,” Nelong asked, “that this was made up by the people?”

"This is their 'fixed perception,' so it's not exactly fabricated."

Fan Xiao guessed, "It should be a reasonable explanation for the 'abnormal phenomenon,' which can be considered as supplementing the background of the dungeon."

"As for the dark space that can swallow players whole, it is clearly one of the crises in the dungeon."

"To avoid being randomly swallowed by this space and facing hordes of monsters alone, we probably have to follow the advice of the Silver City residents and go to the 'Longxi Coast Lighthouse' to deal with the source of the hell invasion."

"There's no need to solve it, is there? The dungeon has its policies, and the players have their countermeasures."

Jinlian said, "Even if we get swallowed, as long as we run fast enough, we can escape before the monster makes a move."

"Now that you've reminded us, we certainly won't be foolish enough to explore that space. If we get swallowed up, we'll escape immediately. With the help of the items, escaping shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

"So... Gao Lai probably courted death by not running away immediately, and ended up... really killing himself?"

Neilong sighed softly.

He wasn't particularly saddened; after all, they'd only known each other for less than half a day, and weren't even close acquaintances. So what if he died?

If I had to describe my only emotion, it would probably be—dying so quickly, not being of any use whatsoever, what a piece of trash!

“It doesn’t necessarily mean he’s dead,” Jinlian reminded, “The flow of time is different in the dark space. Even though we’ve been waiting outside for so long, Gao Lai is probably still struggling inside right now.”

"The key point now is not whether or not to deal with the Hell invasion, but... that players can use items in the Dark Space!"

At this point, Fan Xiao presented his "True King Caesar Strategy Plan," saying, "The Dark Space seems to be a battleground specially prepared for us players."

"As long as we can lure the true King Caesar into the Dark Space, and then join forces with the players of Obsidian City to take action..."

"At that time, the probability of killing him will greatly increase by bombarding him with props in turn!"

He began to slowly weave a lie.

Yes, a lie.

The dark space, and the monsters within it, are not simply "one link in the chain of events in the dungeon crisis." Behind them, there may very well be some secrets of the dungeon—he had this intuition.