You tell me, this is called daily youth?

Whether it is the forum or Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, some information cannot be told and will be mosaiced.

So, what about being a player?

The priest was intelligent, but he didn't show any warmth when he saw the players. He was no different from the NPC in the dungeon. However, Yuki happened to have relevant experience:

He thought of the Street Fighter in the Devil's Hospital. If all the players died, would those taken away by Dean Fuchuan become elite monsters?

If other players are sent to the same dungeon in the future, will they be able to pick up Chaos items?

Wait, the garbage mountain and the cemetery, these two places belong to the past, could they be the battlefield of the previous copy?

Gulu.

Yuki swallowed hard, subconsciously. This meant that even without players, the dungeon would continue to operate according to the rules. There were also players from other factions, and even higher-dimensional evil gods who had been keeping an eye on this small world for countless years...

The terrifying information he analyzed made Yuuki's eyes completely lose focus, and he stood in the hall like a puppet.

Crash.

In the dark shadows that he could not see, the behemoth was moving silently, stepping over the gray and purple robed corpses on the ground, and soon walked towards the innermost side of the altar.

Away from the light of the torches, it was pitch black, and the saint already knew that Yuki had a pair of special eyes that could see beyond his mortal body into the deeper world of the soul.

But if he doesn't watch it, that's fine.

"As God said, no one can escape the shackles of desire and the pursuit of the unknown, even if the stranger is powerful and cunning."

He was not moving fast, but carefully sized up his prey and praised the greatness of the gods.

It is a great irony that such an intelligent and determined outsider would pay with his life for his curiosity.

He spoke whatever God told him to say. Just one sentence combined with the realm of desire made the cunning stranger step into the trap and then sink deeper and deeper into the abyss of desire.

A single leaf blocks one's view of the mountain, and Yuki, who is being pulled hard by the desire to explore and is caught in a brainstorm, cannot see the approach of the saint. It is as if he has been separated from reality and entered an endless puzzle space.

Deeper, deeper.

The Saint remained cautious, circling around Yucheng. As he prayed, he continuously sent more power of desire. This thing was silent and invisible, but it devoured the human soul like a deadly poison, somewhat like an old joke:

This is a disease, it requires electricity.

Those in power are often confused. Just like the residents of Yaduo Town are trapped in the cage of rules, Yuki is also falling into the abyss.

'What a shame, the remaining players don't have time to deal with it.'

A sigh emerged in the saint's mind. He didn't know what this sentence meant, but he felt that the god's gaze had left his body.

It lowered its head reverently, seeing off the consciousness, and then looked towards the nearby Yuki City.

"Then it's my job to get him fully involved in the game and make him the new purple-robed priest. If there are any strangers coming, he should behave better."

The saint stopped and looked down at the man in front of him. The latter still looked dazed, as if he was stuck in a dead end, surrounded by infinite truths and could never get out.

It's almost time.

Nothing could be seen in the pitch-black environment, only the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart could be heard.

The saint opened his mouth wide, big enough to swallow Yuki whole, then slowly bent down, muttering strange scriptures.

But this time, everyone could understand.

"In the name of God, I baptize you. From now on, you will go deep into the game."

This was the essence of baptism. The amount of liquid was much more generous than sprinkling a few drops of holy water on the head. The saint's eyes were filled with love as he saw his saliva dripping onto Yuuki's head. Just as the shadow was about to cover it—

The confused man raised his head, his scarlet eyes gleaming.

!! ?

The chanting stopped for a moment, and the saint found it difficult to comprehend the situation.

That's not right. How can someone who is deeply involved in the situation escape? Shouldn't they perish in silence in endless contemplation?

Was he acting from the beginning? Impossible. He absolutely could not resist the guidance of the gods. For safety's sake, there was no need to enter the hall.

He didn't understand, but Yuki moved. With a flick of his wrist, he raised the hunter's musket and held it above his head.

"I don't understand, but you have a foul mouth."

boom!boom!

Two deafening gunshots were heard, and red soul energy briefly illuminated the surroundings. Yuki's naked eyes took a quick glimpse and finally saw what was in front of him.

This thing looked like a deformed Tyrannosaurus Rex, with dark brown skin, thick hind legs, two twisted arms on its chest, a mouth like a crocodile, and what seemed to be an old human face on its upper jaw.

Oh, and it also has a tail about a meter long, like a war horse.

Sort of like a larger version of... Holy Sword Ludwig?

A thought flashed through Yuki's mind, and he saw that the crocodile's mouth was extremely long, and it was definitely able to swallow him in one bite, but it just so happened that his gun was pointed at the other's mouth.

Along with the sound of gunfire, the single-headed bullet went straight through the top of his head and exploded on the ceiling, while the shotgun shell penetrated into his mouth, blasting out a large piece of flesh and blood.

Roar--

With a beast roar, the monster leaned back and roared in disbelief.

"Can you resist God's temptation??"

This is beyond imagination and even beyond belief, making people waver in their belief in "omnipotence" and hesitate for a while, not daring to move forward.

Yuki was also pushed half a meter by the recoil. He chose not to answer, but stared with his eyes wide open, filled with absolute calmness.

Fortunately, I was prepared.

He had indeed been tricked just now, drawn in by the desire to explore and completely immersed in the mystery.

Ignoring the current situation, forgetting the enemy in front of you, your mind is full of problems, and you have a kind of persistence that will not give up until the problem is solved.

Being distracted during a fight is suicidal, but I had already lost control and only my body could react instinctively.

For example, breaking out in cold sweat, pupil contraction, or... swallowing saliva.

Coincidentally, Yuuki took a large sip of the Dettol of Tranquility in his mouth. Coincidentally, he drank the entire bottle of Dettol with this one swallow. Now that he had no negative mental state to begin with, his thoughts froze on the spot.

"And what I need is a solidification of thought."

His originally infinitely divergent thoughts were instantly retracted, waking him up with a start, and his forehead was now covered with cold sweat.

Is this the power of the evil god? Did he exploit my thirst for knowledge? He didn't possess any earth-shattering power, but simply tricked me?

Still answered, still came in, still joined the game.

It happened silently and even the mental resistance of the demonic possession was useless. Fortunately, I had made preparations in advance.

"And that was baptism?"

Yuki looked up and saw that the huge monster had disappeared into the shadows. No footsteps could be heard. Fortunately, the Devil's Eye could see a thick shadow running around in the darkness.

It was circling, observing itself under the protection of the cylinder, and was apparently unaware of the coincidence.

"This is a bit troublesome. The evil god's influence on the dungeon is so profound."

The thinking just now was not useless. At least it made Yuki understand a lot of things. But now there is nothing to regret.

With risk comes opportunity, and this intelligence is worth risking your life for.

At the same time, the saint moved quickly and silently, looking at the man in the middle of the hall with some doubt.

Is it really possible to escape from God's guidance?

This was not fake, the calmness seemed as if he was confident in his decision. What was even more terrifying was that the other party seemed to have done nothing and just broke away like that.

It couldn't figure out Yuki's background, and the best way now was to test him from afar, but time was running out, and God's order was to keep him.

Then I will obey!

He paused and opened his crocodile-like mouth. The blood holes had already scarred, and a black energy ball gathered in his mouth and then spurted out.

The black light was silent in the endless darkness, and rolled to the side the moment Yuki stopped.

call out--

The energy rubbed against the ground, plowing out a furrow. Yuki knelt on one knee and saw that the shadow had arrived in front of him.

So fast.

It was so fast and silent that even the Demon Eye couldn't make out the attack. Yuki rolled to the side again, and there was a loud "boom" sound. The splashed stones were bounced away by the mist.

He didn't dare to stop, and rolled on the ground continuously. The sound of "boom boom boom" followed him like a shadow, and then he stretched out the gun barrel from under his armpit.

boom!

A large number of shotgun shells blasted out, and the black shadow that was close at hand was finally forced back temporarily. Yuki, who finally had a chance to catch his breath, twitched his eyes slightly.

It's fast, attacks silently, and is accompanied by hyperactivity, plus the dark environment here...

If it hadn't been weakened, wouldn't it be ridiculously strong?

The thought flashed through his mind, and Yuki raised his musket and fired a second shot towards the front.

boom--

The single-barreled bullet collided with the black light in the air, and the two energies exploded separately, like a beautiful energy flower blooming.

Yuki exchanged glances with the monster, which used the shockwave to jump back and retreat out of sight, like an extremely patient hunter, waiting for its prey to reveal a flaw.

Is his recovery ability so terrifying?

Using the flash just now, Yuki saw that the blood hole that was blasted out not long ago had healed, and even the big hole on his head began to recover, which reminded him of the monster in the factory.

Very strong, using these characteristics is enough to kill any player, and staying in this hall is even more invincible, but -

You want to kill me, but time is on my side.

Before entering the church, Yuki had already made two plans, but when he found that neither of them was feasible, there was nothing more to say.

Run.

Yuki kicked his legs and rushed towards the entrance of the hall, running in a Z-shaped evasive route. The saint understood his move.

This cunning stranger must be running out of time if he wants to escape.

That was God's order, how could he be allowed to return safely? But Yuki was too fast and arrived at the front of the hall in the blink of an eye. It didn't have time to slowly aim.

The monster chased after him at a faster speed, also using all its strength. Yuki, who was running wildly, could not hear any sound, but could feel the approach of death.

He suddenly stopped and leaned over, and saw a black shadow flying over his head with his peripheral vision. Its sharp claws brushed against his hair and landed heavily in front of the door.

boom.

A large crater was trampled into the ground, and the huge body blocked the door tightly. The old face on the upper jaw stared at Yuki, and the meaning was very clear:

Since I was tempted by desire and entered this game——

"You can't leave."

Chapter 6 It's You Who Should Be Damned (K)

The door to the hall was not narrow, but it was blocked tightly. Coupled with the light of the torch, a complete image finally appeared in Yuki's eyes.

It is over three meters tall and looks very deformed. The big hole on the top of its head is now only the size of a finger, which shows its strong recovery ability.

From the demon's perspective, his entire body was a mass of black light, with no apparent weaknesses. Come to think of it, the power of everyone in Yaduo Town originated from the evil god, and this was just a tool to bear that power.

There are still fifteen minutes left. Do you want to keep me so much?

There was no anger or murderous intent on that face, only a deep piety. This kind of opponent was the most troublesome, as it had no fear of life or death.

Hey, what is it going to do?

Yuki saw that the monster had no intention of rushing forward, so he simply raised his arm. The arm was twisted as if it was broken, and it had six fingers. Suddenly, his wrist flipped.

puff.

It thrust its arm into its chest, causing Yuki to raise an eyebrow. Blood and flesh spurted out from the wound. Just as he was wondering if this was a form of self-abuse,

Accompanied by inexplicable scriptures, the hand was slowly pulled out. First, a pale, bone-like thing came out, followed by a sword body made of unknown material, emitting a dark, inky light.

"I only hit you a few times, and you're already in the second stage?" Yuki's eyes twitched, and he immediately thought the idea was ridiculous.

Reality is not a game. If you have the power, why not use it? Why wait until you are half-crippled before unleashing your full strength?

The two-meter-long sword was completely drawn out, and Yuuki licked his lips with a bad feeling.

"The strongest strength right from the start?"