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

As Fan Xiao wrote down the brief information, he explained, "It's very likely that the condition for starting the cycle of reincarnation is that all the players die."

"The sooner we kill them, the higher the probability that the information I leave behind will be preserved intact. Anyway, the players won't really die before the number of reincarnations is exhausted."

"The fact that they are running in the opposite direction might delay the start of the cycle of reincarnation."

"..." Hooded girl: "Is it really necessary to do this?"

"Whatever you want, it's just icing on the cake, not even a safety measure."

Fan Xiao replied, "Given the speed at which the aberration is spreading in the outside world, they can't get very far."

"If we really want to calculate it, it won't take much time."

"However... I suggest you make sure there are no leaks."

"..."

The hooded girl did not answer.

Fan Xiao didn't know whether she had agreed or not.

It was just a trivial matter, and he didn't care much about it.

When only one minute remained before the little angel's summoning time was up, he finally finished writing the double message.

Then, Fan Xiao glanced at Fan Qiqi and the others.

The five red-eyed angels immediately understood his intention, picked him up again, and quickly flew to the location of the lighthouse, passing through the entrance to hell.

After landing back on the scorched, weed-covered ground, Fan Xiao looked at the monster army that was beginning to gather around him, and no longer hesitated.

He quickly connected to the B-grade item "Blood Duke" and then murmured, "Nana's suitcase."

In an instant, he made contact with the large amount of blood stored in the spatial container.

Because of the property of time freezing, this blood is still fresh and can be manipulated by him.

Blood gushed out like a fountain from the delicate suitcase pendant, converging into a river in the air.

Fan Xiao put one of the two pieces of information into a small box, held it in his hand, communicated with his blood, and activated ice-attribute emotional magic.

Suddenly, a fierce, cold wind arose.

As if the northern lands had descended, the earth, which had been reflecting the blood-red light, was suddenly covered with a layer of white snow.

My field of vision was suddenly filled with white.

The ice appeared, spread, and overlapped at an incredible speed, forming a high platform.

The moisture in the earth and air condensed into tiny ice crystals, gradually gathering into a mountain. Even the monsters that were closing in from not far away were affected by the aftershocks of the freezing power.

The alien monster charging at the forefront had its internal cells frozen solid, instantly transforming into a lifelike giant ice sculpture.

A towering iceberg rose from the ground, encasing the small box containing the information sheets inside.

The enormous commotion shook the earth, and the iceberg suddenly shot up thousands of meters high, becoming the most eye-catching sight on the flat plains of hell.

After doing all this, Fan Xiao's body exploded into a large number of bats, then reformed, expelling the mutated flesh and blood from his body.

"Destroy the earth and draw the 'cycle'."

He seized the last few seconds of the little angel's presence in the world and issued his final command.

At this moment, blood began to gush out from the ground, covering the earth and seemingly forming a sea of ​​blood.

Fan Xiao and the little angel ignored them and burrowed into the ground as quickly as possible.

The swirling, blood-red scythe covered a spherical area of ​​twenty meters, wreaking havoc on the earth and quickly forming the characters "Reincarnation" through ravines.

The plan was quite successful.

However, due to the even denser aberrations and pollution beneath the earth, Fan Xiao was transformed into a hideous and terrifying monster.

Hundreds of flesh and blood consciousnesses awakened throughout his body.

The confusion caused by these thoughts overwhelmed his mental will, nearly causing him to have a mental breakdown.

In the final seconds before the complete distortion, he escaped into the mirror world, his body exploding into countless bats, which then reassembled.

He expelled large amounts of deformed flesh—eyes of all sizes wriggling, mouths crammed together opening and closing, clumps of flesh exuding a putrid stench, and severed arms, fingers, tentacles, suckers…

After recovering, he was missing both arms, one leg, and a small part of his abdomen.

There are quite a few more cases of physical deformities this time...

Intense pain surged through his body, and Fan Xiao frowned deeply. He quickly connected with "Blood Duke" and used his stamina to rapidly restore his body to its full condition.

"Fan Xiao, short."

"Qiqi is gone."

"See you in the next reincarnation."

"I'm going to forget about Qiqi again."

"Fan Xiao, you stingy guy, you won't let me have my appendix removed."

The time has come for the Angels of Death to appear.

After each of the five red-eyed lolis uttered a sentence, they all disappeared into the mirror world.

Fan Xiao felt mentally exhausted.

Supporting five little angels for four minutes consumes five times the usual amount of energy.

He felt weak.

Without further delay, he began to manipulate the blood to cut open blood vessels and skin, bleeding himself out.

Just to be on the safe side, he plans to build another iceberg to store another set of information.

If time and mental energy allowed, he wouldn't mind visiting a few more.

"Based on my previous predictions, the dungeon should provide players with stronger hints in the next cycle, guiding them to realize the existence of the cycle."

"When I enter Hell, I will most likely become very suspicious. If I see an iceberg that is obviously out of place in Hell, I will probably want to go and investigate it."

"Before investigating, just to be on the safe side, I should fly into the air and observe the surrounding terrain. At that time, I will definitely be able to see the two huge Chinese characters 'reincarnation' engraved on the earth, thus confirming that this is the information I left behind, and deducing that this instance has the attribute of reincarnation. This should not be my first time entering Hell."

"The damage caused by the little angels cannot be repaired in a short time. The large holes left on the earth of hell prove this point... Hmm, it must be that in my previous reincarnation, I wanted to end the aberration by destroying the entire earth, but I failed because the pollution beneath the earth was even more serious."

"Logically, the plan is fine... let's proceed as is for now."

After arranging everything, Fan Xiao calmed down and began to continuously extract blood from his own body.

After about 20 minutes, feeling his already weakened spirit decline significantly, he had to stop and congeal the released blood into dozens of blood blades, which he then attached to his body.

It's time to go out.

One should not linger in the mirror world for too long, otherwise there is a risk of being replaced by the "self" reflected in the mirror.

The next second, Fan Xiao used his mental energy to condense a mirror image in the outside world, teleported several times, and then activated his emotional magic at a position slightly away from the first iceberg.

With a tremendous commotion, a second iceberg, over a thousand meters high, rose from the ground, encasing the small box containing the information paper inside.

At this moment, Fan Xiao felt his flesh and blood mutating at a frantic speed.

He instinctively looked down and saw that the land had long been swallowed by a sea of ​​blood, and countless monsters emerged from the viscous, turbid ocean, roaring, howling, and waving their strange limbs.

He met the gaze of a giant eye.

In that instant, his consciousness completely descended into chaos...

……

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

[Background Information: ...]

【hint:……】

[Instance Quest:]

[1. Survival for seven days]

2. Destroy Caesar the True King

A game notification that suddenly popped up on the player panel attracted the attention of 13 players in the lobby.

Fan Xiao felt a mental suppression, the wings that had grown on his back disappeared automatically, and he could no longer contact the props.

He glanced at the time on the panel subconsciously—3:20 p.m.

Then he noticed the number 5 on the back of his hand.

He glanced at the backs of the right hands of the other players in the hall; they were all holding "5," except for two—the middle-aged man and the young man with slicked-back hair, whose hands held "3."

……

Looking up, all I could see was scorched earth overgrown with weeds.

When Fan Xiao came to his senses, he found himself in a space where the sky was dark and the earth was scorched.

A strange sense of déjà vu surfaced in his mind, causing him to frown slightly.

He looked into the distance and saw two tall icebergs rising up in the distance.

He was instinctively curious and glanced at the time on the player panel—2:45 AM.

Just as he was surprised that time in this space was different from that in Silver City...

Suddenly, a scene flashed into his mind—under a dark and oppressive sky, countless monsters emerged from a sea of ​​blood, and the bat he had transformed into flew out of Fan Qiqi's stomach, then exploded into a pile of eyeballs of all sizes.

"..."

A death omen...!?

or……

Fan Xiao's heart sank, sensing that the atmosphere had become somewhat strange.

Subconsciously, he felt a deep sense of dread about this dark space.

"Is it a sign of impending death?"

"Or...something that actually happened?"

Fan Xiao glanced at the number "5" on the back of his hand, and a terrible guess formed in his mind.

"Those two icebergs... don't quite fit the art style here, they seem like they were forcibly inserted... Could they be hinting at something to the player?"

"Go over and have a look!"

He made a decision in his heart.

Suddenly, the ground exploded, and an alien monster emerged...

……

The numbers on the back of the hand are different.

A strange sense of déjà vu.

The image of my own death suddenly flashed into my mind...

Amidst these numerous anomalies, Fan Xiao felt an inexplicable sense of unease.

His brain was working at high speed, multitasking. On one hand, he used the "mirror" to teleport and avoid the monsters that would cause his flesh to deform, and on the other hand, he was thinking about answers to explain the current anomalies.

Until he approached the iceberg he intended to explore, floating hundreds of meters in the air, he saw two huge Chinese characters formed by broken ravines on the ground—reincarnation.

"..."

Fan Xiao's lips curled up slightly, and he calmed down, his complex thoughts clearing from his mind.

Throughout the entire G06 node, he is probably the only person who can "write" Chinese characters using the huge trenches.

"So that's it."

He murmured softly, "I really went overboard... No, I'm not an extravagant person. Perhaps if I didn't go to such lengths, no trace would be left... In other words, this dark space can 'self-heal'? Could it be alive?"

He had a guess in his mind, but he didn't waste time thinking about it in depth.

The answer must be hidden inside the iceberg.

"The iceberg... is probably created by me storing a large amount of blood."

"Given my cautious nature... the information hidden in both icebergs should be the same; it's just that I've taken an extra precaution."