Lucky billion players, you've never seen one before / I can accumulate my own luck

Now that all the alien monsters are in a riot, their previous plan to move their hideout every few minutes is likely to be unworkable.

If this continues, we'll eventually be worn down and die here.

"Let's split up and find the 'Tomb of Guilt,'" Fan Xiao said. "There's only one way to do this now..."

Having said this, he suddenly paused.

The scorched earth beneath my feet... seems to have softened a bit.

Fan Xiao's expression changed, and he quickly reminded him, "Don't stand on the ground!"

After saying that, wings sprouted from his back, and he flew into the air.

He had only flown away for less than two seconds when the earth began to undulate and shake like waves on the sea.

It was as if a terrifying earthquake had struck.

The ice on the ground and the ice sculptures of dozens of monsters were shattered by this force.

Bright red blood gradually seeped out from the writhing soil.

"What……!?"

The players looked on in horror.

Immediately, four players equipped with flying items followed Fan Xiao and took off from the ground.

They are, respectively, an inner dragon, a samurai head, a handsome young man, and a hooded girl.

The remaining players could only watch helplessly as the blood rose above their ankles, with no way to escape.

Because the entire earth is bleeding.

"Ah...!! What the hell is that!?"

One player screamed in terror.

More and more blood was gushing from the ground, quickly forming a vast sea of ​​blood.

Countless slender, white arms emerged from the sea of ​​blood, reaching out to grab the players trapped on the ground.

"I have social anxiety!"

"A cage without gaps!"

"The extremely xenophobic Tianlong Kingdom..."

The five players who remained on the ground activated their defensive items, managing to stop the massive waves of arms that were sweeping in.

*Pfft*—The skin on his arm split open, and eyes sprouted, staring at the five players.

Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of eyes were simultaneously fixed on them.

The distorted pollution coalesced, detached from the medium, ignored defenses, and eroded the five players.

They didn't even last five seconds before they screamed in agony as their skin and flesh tore open, revealing eyes growing out of them.

The countless eyes quickly grew onto their tongues, into their throats, into their organs, and into their brains...

Boom—they exploded.

It exploded into countless clustered eyes, which fell and merged into the sea of ​​blood.

This scene sent chills down the spines of Nei Long and the others!

The sea of ​​blood is still rising.

Countless slender arms rose from the ground and reached out to grab them in mid-air.

They quickly moved to higher ground to avoid the attack.

At that moment, a strange smell wafted over, as if mixed with the stench of rotting corpses and the stench of blood.

Everyone felt an itch in their lungs, a numbness in their throats, and a foreign body sensation.

"vomit……!"

The samurai-headed youth couldn't help but gag, vomiting up half of his missing little finger.

He seemed to realize something, his expression turning to extreme terror: "No...no..."

Before he could finish screaming, his throat suddenly ruptured, and a hand covered in tumors emerged from it.

Immediately afterwards, hands of varying sizes began to grow from his lungs, blood vessels, heart... and even his brain, constantly squeezing every part of his body.

*Thud*—His head exploded, and numerous handprints rained down on the sea of ​​blood below, looking like an anthill had been disturbed.

Next was his upper body.

Then come the lower limbs.

Countless hands, large and small, burst open the remaining mangled body and rushed out, falling downwards.

Some of the hands even flew towards Fan Xiao and his group, and as the skin on the hands tore open, eyes opened and looked at them...

The next second, his palm exploded into a bloody mist.

It was the hooded girl who made the move.

"What the hell...!!"

Seeing this, Neilong could no longer remain calm and hurriedly reached out to scratch his itchy throat, intending to forcibly tear out the deformed flesh and blood from his throat.

The handsome young man didn't dare to delay and followed suit, beginning to harm himself.

suddenly!

The sea of ​​blood below has undergone another change.

A gigantic eye, the size of a basketball court, emerged from the sea of ​​blood and stared at Fan Xiao and the others high in the sky.

Bang, bang—two explosions rang out.

Neilong and the handsome young man exploded into a dense mass of eyes, falling into the sea of ​​blood.

The hooded girl had already sensed something was wrong and activated her psionic powers in advance to avoid being watched by the giant eye.

Fan Xiao then escaped into the mirror world, and subsequently transformed into an owl. After removing the deformed flesh from his lungs and throat, he regained his body.

His brows furrowed deeply; for the first time, he felt a sense of unease in the dungeon.

Nighttime is extremely dangerous—this most likely refers to the current situation.

In other words... one must survive until dawn under such a crisis to have any chance of survival?

This……

This is definitely not the level of difficulty a C-rank dungeon should have!

Perhaps the dangers lurking in a C-level dungeon can reach this level, but they will definitely not manifest in the difficulty, thus blocking all C-level players from clearing the dungeon.

"The failure to stop Hell's invasion has actually led to this consequence...?"

"If I could do it all over again... um? Do it all over again?"

Fan Xiao suddenly glanced at the number "7" on the back of his hand, and a very bold guess came to his mind—could this be a dungeon with the attribute of "reincarnation"?

7 – This represents the number of times a player can reincarnate.

Players have 7 chances to find the correct way to pass the level.

"This is a baseless guess, but... given the intensity of the current crisis, it makes sense."

"Given the current crisis, even if an A-level player were to come in, let alone a C-level player, they would probably have a hard time handling it, and the probability of failure is quite high."

"Seven chances to try and fail is reasonable."

"Killing players from the opposing faction allows you to accumulate more opportunities for trial and error."

"I just... I wonder if the memories from previous reincarnations will be temporarily sealed after a new cycle of reincarnation?"

"If that's the case, then it's quite difficult."

Fan Xiao shook his head, quickly putting his mind at ease and not dwelling on the matter further.

How can you gamble your future on a possible cycle of reincarnation?

He's not the type of player who gambles big.

His style has become more cautious and composed.

Rather than gambling on the future, he prefers to find ways to break the deadlock in the present.

Fan Xiao's mind started racing.

After much thought, he realized that apart from using the "mirror" item to assist him in launching a strong attack, there was no other way to break the deadlock.

"The monsters emerged from the earth, and so did the sea of ​​blood... The source of the crisis must be beneath the ground."

"Although the prop mirror can temporarily shield me from the distortion crisis, I can't stay in the mirror world for long. My mental strength weakens every minute and every second... With my current mental strength, I probably won't last until dawn."

"If my spirits falter, I'll have no chance to act. I must act now!"

With that in mind, Fan Xiao no longer hesitated.

If we delay any longer, my junior sister will probably die here too.

The next second, he consumed his mental energy to materialize a mental mirror in the outside world, and then instantly teleported out through the mirror, appearing three or four meters above the sea of ​​blood.

The moment it appeared, it started itching all over its body.

He quickly looked around but didn't see the hooded girl.

It seems the chances of survival are slim...

Fan Xiao felt a little heavy-hearted. He forced himself to calm down and summoned the little angel.

After the little angel appeared, it split into four. Two of them supported Fan Xiao from behind, while the remaining two summoned the Blood Scythe and looked down at the sea of ​​blood below.

Unusually, they were not laughing and joking; their bloodshot eyes held a hint of seriousness.

Chapter 424 The Disappearance of Fan Qiqi

A sea of ​​blood appeared, and the entire land... no, the entire instance world was being corrupted by the distorted power.

Even though Fan Xiao blocked his hearing and respiratory system and used his blood to block the "view" of the surroundings, his body was still deformed.

The itching sensation spreading throughout the skin became increasingly severe, and even began to spread into the body.

Upon seeing this, the little angels immediately split into eight, each taking on a physical form, and surrounded Fan Xiao in the middle, seemingly trying to shield him from harm with their own bodies.

Unfortunately, she focused all her skill points on offense, and her level of defense was simply no match for the pervasive and insidious aberration.

Fortunately, her own body was a physical entity formed from spirit, without any flesh or blood mixed in. Even after the dimensional reduction, she was not affected by the distortion damage targeting flesh and blood.

"Don't worry about me! Attack with all your might!"

After Fan Xiao gave the order, his body immediately disintegrated, making the maximum use of the effects of the item that transformed him into a creature of the night.

In an instant, thousands of bats, smaller than owls, flew rapidly in all directions at a speed that was far beyond what normal bats could achieve.

The consciousness within the sea of ​​blood was drawn away by the swarm of bats.

Then, the enormous eye, comparable in size to a basketball court, began to shift its gaze, turning its attention to the bats.

The ultimate move that could cause a complete and instantaneous distortion was just tricked away.

Fan Xiao's consciousness transferred to eight bats.

Instead of flying outwards, the eight bats flew straight into the bellies of the eight ethereal little angels.

The little angels immediately understood, and materialized only the surface of their bodies at the abdomen, forming a cage that encased the eight bats inside.

Fan Xiao was thus "eaten" into the bellies of the little angels.

This defensive measure was something Fan Xiao came up with on the spur of the moment.

Although they cannot share the "higher-dimensional" defense of the little angels, their materialized bodies are formed from spirit.

It's as if he split into eight individuals, each hiding inside a physical mental protective barrier.

The risks of doing this are enormous!

The item effect of transforming into a night creature is indeed very useful, but it has a fatal flaw—once the number of night creatures transformed into is lost by more than half, when he restores his body, he will randomly lose a part of his body.

Losing your hands or feet is considered good luck.