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The world is being destroyed...

Chapter 423 The group is destroyed

The sky shattered.

The earth collapsed.

Ocean evaporation.

Hell's invasion is causing the world's destruction.

Even Fan Xiao was greatly surprised by the scene before him.

Although he guessed that the prophecy of the world's destruction was very likely to be true, but... this was too outrageous, wasn't it?

"This is……!?"

A rare look of surprise appeared on the hooded girl's beautiful face, which was hidden in shadow: "The world is really being destroyed...? This..."

As soon as they finished speaking, the ground beneath their feet shattered, and their vision tilted and inverted.

Soon, the scorched, weed-overgrown wasteland reappeared in their view.

Looking up, the moonlight was dim, and the sky was shrouded in darkness, giving people an unusually heavy sense of oppression.

Looking around, countless alien monsters emerged from the ground, roaring and rampaging, their mutations polluting the entire hellish landscape.

The outside world... was destroyed in a matter of seconds.

Silver City, Obsidian City, the land, the sea, the azure sky... even the invincible Twin Kings, all ultimately succumbed to the Great Destruction.

A world has vanished.

Nothing was left.

But strangely, Fan Xiao and the hooded girl did not follow them to their deaths; instead, they fell back into hell.

"Are we... alright?"

The hooded girl paused, taken aback.

She rarely showed this expression, but the previous scene was too shocking.

"The outside world... could it be fake? Or just an illusion?"

Suppressing her shock, she asked Fan Xiao, "Is hell actually the real world?"

This also explains why the characters in the instance have many contradictory thoughts.

For example... they are completely unconcerned about the hellish invasion crisis that could destroy the world.

This also explains why the true King Caesar could not enter Hell.

Because a dummy cannot enter the real world.

But... why can the dummies cause real damage to the players?

Moreover, that world shows absolutely no trace of "illusion" in its details.

The key is!

If all of this is mental interference, the scene before her will surely give it away when she uses her psychic powers.

However, after spending a day and a night outside, she found nothing unusual.

"Don't assume it's fake just because it was destroyed so easily. That space itself is most likely real."

Fan Xiao said, "This is, after all, a dungeon world, and the rules of dungeons are varied and unpredictable, so it's not impossible for this situation to occur."

"Besides... now is not the time to discuss this."

A tremendous sense of crisis still lingers in my mind.

This shows that the destruction of the "external world" is not the crisis itself, but rather the prelude to the crisis.

Besides this unknown and enormous crisis, the monsters that have risen up on the land are also a threat that should not be underestimated.

Fan Xiao glanced at the time on the player panel—11:10 PM.

The second game warning is: Warning! Nighttime is extremely dangerous!

Hell is inherently dangerous, with hordes of alien monsters roaming the land. The level of danger is obvious to the naked eye, so there shouldn't be any special game hints.

There's only one possibility for this situation to occur—the real danger isn't the monster army, but... something else entirely.

What will it be?

Suddenly, a huge tentacle slammed down, covered with hideous mouthparts filled with rows of sharp teeth.

Its mouthparts then extended long, thin, tentacle-like tongues, which were densely covered with smaller, grotesque mouthparts... Just staring at the tentacles made his consciousness become somewhat confused, and he felt an itching sensation on his body.

The next instant, Fan Xiao vanished into the world within the mirror.

The hooded girl's figure also disappeared from the spot.

The giant tentacle slammed down on the spot where the two had been standing, creating a huge crater in the ground with cracks extending for twenty or thirty meters.

Whoosh—the sound of something cutting through the air came from behind.

Fan Xiao appeared a dozen meters to the side, manipulating a large amount of blood to form tiny blood blades that shot towards the tentacle monster at a speed comparable to sniper bullets.

The highly concentrated blood blade easily pierced the monster's skin, which was harder than steel, and penetrated deep into its body.

Soon, the Blood Blade merged into the monster's blood, and Fan Xiao attempted to control the monster by connecting it to its blood using the "Blood Duke".

It failed.

It's as if the monster's control over blood... or rather, over flesh and blood, is greater than that over its tools.

"Certainly not."

Fan Xiao frowned slightly.

Against ordinary enemies, he can simply use the combination of the "Blood Duke" and "Tailor Master" items to ignore physical defenses and obstacles, thus forcibly controlling blood out of thin air.

However, this skill was ineffective against monsters.

He did manage to connect to the monster's body through the "Master Tailor," but he was unable to control its blood.

He initially thought it was because the conceptual connection in this space was not very stable... but even after he shot the Blood Blade into the monster's body, he still couldn't control its blood.

"Attacks that interfere with or control flesh and blood are probably ineffective against these guys."

"And Caesar the True King possesses a high-end version of this ability... No wonder at the beginning of the dungeon, Uncle Jian's body control talent had no effect on Caesar the True King. A B-level player was simply touched by Caesar the True King and was instantly blown into a bloody mist... It's probably because he was deprived of control over his flesh and blood the moment he was touched."

"Or... did the true King Caesar directly awaken the consciousness in every cell of Uncle Jane's body, causing them to automatically disperse?"

"If that's true, then this ability is worthy of being called the progenitor of flesh and blood."

Fan Xiao quickly analyzed and gleaned a considerable amount of intelligence.

The current situation is very unfavorable to him.

Unable to directly control his blood, and with the mental interference of "Land of the Vanished Gods" proving ineffective, his item-based combat methods were rendered largely useless.

The only remaining means of attack are to use the Blood Blade to slash directly and to unleash emotional magic.

"The sense of crisis hasn't disappeared yet, and the real danger is probably yet to come. The Angel of Death cannot be summoned for the time being."

Fan Xiao quickly calmed down.

A large number of monsters targeted him, and the mutation of his body began again.

Left with no other choice, Fan Xiao entered the mirror world for the second time.

Suddenly, his body exploded, transforming into owls that flew away, leaving behind his distorted flesh and blood.

Soon, the owls regrouped and reformed into his body.

The item's effect of transforming him into a creature of the night saved him the trouble of cutting off his mutated flesh and blood, allowing him to heal his injuries at the fastest speed—this transformation only consumed stamina, and with the item's enhancement, his stamina was inexhaustible.

*Pfft*—His body was torn open all over, and blood gushed out like it was free, pooling together and congealing into dozens of blood blades.

The next second, he escaped from the mirror world.

Whoosh—a blood-red blade sliced ​​through the air and flew toward the enormous tentacle monster.

As before, the blood blade easily pierced the monster's body and penetrated it.

Fan Xiao could feel that the connection between himself and Blood Blade was weakening.

Because it has been touched, control over the blood is being taken away.

He activated ice-attribute emotion magic before being completely stripped of it.

In an instant, a terrifyingly low temperature descended.

The tentacle monster's body gradually froze from the inside out. Its muscles, organs, blood vessels... even cells, anything mixed with water, were burst apart by the constantly exploding tiny ice crystals.

Suddenly, it burst open, splashing out a large amount of red liquid. The liquid was then frozen in mid-air by the power of ice, resembling a tragically beautiful blood lotus blooming.

Seeing that the attack was effective, Fan Xiao concentrated and sent the remaining dozens of blood blades into the bodies of the dozens of alien monsters that had gathered around him as quickly as possible, while simultaneously activating emotional magic.

In an instant, the surrounding area was filled with biting cold winds, ice rose from the ground, the scorched earth turned snow-white, and dozens of monsters were transformed into lifelike ice sculptures... as if the Eight Cold Hells had descended upon the area.

Fan Xiao's body exploded again into dozens of owls that flew away, leaving behind a large amount of deformed flesh and blood on the spot.

Then the owl reassembled and reformed his body.

He instantly killed all the monsters around him and gained temporary peace.

Suddenly, the hooded girl appeared beside him.

Fan Xiao glanced at the girl and noticed that she had many wounds on her body—all of which she had inflicted herself to cope with the damage from the mutation.

"You don't have any recovery items?" Fan Xiao asked.

"Yes, it's recovering, and it's more effective than the medicine, but not as fast as you are."

The hooded girl spoke rapidly, "The monsters are almost endless. We can't keep fighting like this. What should we do now?"

"Don't worry, I can fight them all day... No, you're right, the longer it drags on, the more dangerous it becomes."

Fan Xiao suddenly realized a problem—after the outside world was destroyed, all the monsters emerged from the ground and fell into a huge riot.

Although he can fight a protracted battle with "Blood Duke", if enough monsters outside his attack range gather and stack up to deal even more massive distortion damage to him... he is very likely to be completely distorted in a very short time, and he won't even have time to use items to save the day.

"Let's go find the 'Grave of Guilt'!"

Fan Xiao quickly made a decision: "No one outside knows about the 'Tomb of Guilt,' so we're probably going in the wrong direction. This tomb... is very likely in hell."

Just then, a shout rang out from not far away: "Brother Fan!"

Fan Xiao and the hooded girl turned their heads to look to the right.

Neilong and the others quickly leaped over the towering ice, passed through the ice sculpture forest formed by the monsters' corpses, and approached the two.

They originally had 12 players, but now only 8 remain.

Four people are missing.

They must have already died at the hands of the monster.

Neilong, Jinlian, Samurai Head, the handsome young man, and the couple who are players are all still alive.

"call……"

Seeing that Fan Xiao didn't reject their approach, Nei Long breathed a slight sigh of relief and asked, "Brother Fan, why are you back? By the way, where is the exit from Hell? We need to get out of here quickly! It's too dangerous."

“We can’t get out,” Fan Xiao said. “The outside world has been destroyed.”

"……what?"

Nelong doubted he had heard correctly.

The other players also showed expressions of astonishment.

"The outside world was destroyed just as prophesied, probably because we failed to stop the invasion of hell in time."

Fan Xiao didn't give them time to be shocked, and said in a very fast voice: "'Extremely dangerous at night' in the game means, without a doubt, hell."

"We should have acted last night to hunt down these monsters and stop the invasion. Unfortunately... it's too late now."

"What should we do now?"

The handsome young man said anxiously.