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2021-11-30

  Chapter 440 Chapter 437 ·【long time no see 】

【I am the representative Reincarnation and incomplete gods. 】

[I love you because I love the world.

[The key is in front of the door. ]

[As you turn around. ]

[Please see me, hold me tight, trust me. ]

[Time is short, time is fleeting. ]

[Delicious person, I make time stay for you. 】

[——"Nine Gods·Reincarnation Notes"]

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"Cough, cough cough!"

Several heavy coughs sounded.

Su Mingan, who had just opened his eyes, took a breath and smelled of dust.

The air carried a dryness, as if sucking volcanic ash, and a dry granular sensation went straight into his throat.

"cough cough cough..." He coughed heavily, touched the hard bedboard, opened the thin quilt, and called out the system mirror.

It seems that this is still a world of impersonation. His appearance at this time is not his own, but it looks a bit similar to him.

The person in the mirror has black hair and dark eyes. His eyes are a little red because of a violent cough. He looks like a young person as a whole. His appearance looks very young, he should be only twenty-five years old.

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and noticed a name floating above his head.

A closer look, that is exactly the three words "Su Mingan". There is also a bracket after it: (The name is only visible to the player).

It seems that even if it is a world of impersonation, it will let other players know which player this person is, and there will be no such situation where players pretend to be npc to deceive other players.

The barrage has reported the time on time, and I began to look forward to the situation of this world:   [Looks like a medieval background. ]

[It’s so dark outside the window, the brightness of the environment is not too high, there seems to be something black floating in the air... Is it smog? 】

【Su Mingan seems to possess a poor fellow? It's really rare. Before, he was not the Holy Master who was famous all over the world, or the god of Yun Shangcheng who once saved the world. I thought he would always follow this aristocratic tone. ]

[Could it be the story of a fallen aristocrat reflexively hitting his face? I’m starting to look forward to it...]

[But this time, there will be no Eldest Young Lady calling out, "There is no woman in this world who likes you better than me", and there will be no more Call him "Rin". He woke up this time without anyone around...]

[No one would call "Captain" in the live broadcast room...]

[Hey, you have Endless? Stopped! 】

【...】

Su Mingan didn't expect this time when he opened his eyes, what was ushered in was a violent cough, which I can’t stop now, like a throat Something is blocked in general.

Seeing the situation getting worse, he immediately unscrewed the mineral water in his backpack and poured it down his throat quickly. After moisturizing his throat, he felt that the strange foreign body sensation in his throat disappeared a lot.

...is he gasping too hard when he opens his eyes?

He got up and followed the sound of the crisp object falling to the ground that he heard before opening his eyes.

Pushing the door open, he saw a rusty key lying on the stone steps in front of him.

It should have been the sound of this key falling to the ground just now. I don't know who threw it here.

He didn't rush to pick up the key, but raised his head first, looking towards the environment outside the door.

The first thing that catches the eye is a bright red silhouette.

That is a silhouette of a red robe, standing outside the door with his back facing him.

The sky that red robe faces is not a normal night, but a deep sense of uncertainty.

If there is a dark ink smearing on the sky, the original silent color is painted in different shades, like some distorted living thing, struggling and rolling in the sky, making people look a little sick.

Under the sky, rugged rock-like pitch-black fluid matter, like a hill, piles up all around, like solidified sludge, completely enveloping this world. Even the trees on the side were entwined with a dull black mist.

This is a forest-like area. It's just that the trees are all black, like being stained with sludge, and even the leaves are dead black, like a dead cicada, without a breath of life.

The house where Su Mingan is located is a wood house in the mountains. This black mud is like a large garbage dump, almost all around the wood house.

It is more than twelve o’clock in the morning, late at night, the light at night is very bad, only a dark moon hanging in the sky, reflecting a little faint light, can he barely see the wood house. Outside scene.

"Cough, cough cough..." Su Mingan took a deep breath again, choked by the black particles in the air, and started coughing violently.

Judging from the current situation, the environment of this world is definitely not good. Not to mention the weird sludge all over Heaven and Earth, even the air quality is like smog, or visible black smog.

...like a "polluted" world.

He walked out of the room while coughing, and the wooden door made a "creak" shook, as if to be inferred by this.

He raised his eyelids, thick mud filled his vision, and he took a step forward, as if struggling in a world surrounded by black mud.

In the darkness, the man in the blood-red robe in front of him was still motionless.

The distant, black sky spreads behind the man, and the silhouette looks thin and thin under the cover of the dense black night.

But on the contrary, the color on that person's body appeared extremely bright, like a ball of beating in the dark night, a violent fire, stubbornly blooming the most dazzling brilliance in the dark color.

The red robe just stood there quietly, and the particles floating around couldn't get close, like a flame dispelling the haze, like a blood-red flag on the verge of collapse.

——It seems to be fighting against this dark world silently with one person's power.

I don't know what's going on.

Obviously that is just a tiny silhouette.

When Su Mingan saw the opponent standing under the tumbling night, he felt that the opponent was fighting the entire world.

It's like seeing Zhang Ying's epic oil painting in his mind. It's like making people hold their breath unconsciously, not wanting to break this sense of art.

The extra bright red was quickly engraved in his eyes, like a violent fire burning in his eyes.

While approaching the red robe, Su Mingan heard the familiar sound of the start of the world.

[Welcome players to the eighth world! ]

[world name: God sacrifice]

[Basic task for all players: Please work with your "Guide" and do your best to live to the last moment of this world! ]

[Personal advancement task for the player: (determined according to the role played by the player, is being issued...)]

[Perfect clearance: (will be the Open when "link")]

……

"ding dong!"

[Leader mission: pretend to be an npc (Boss rabbit), inspect the world site , Current progress: 1/100]

[Task reward: "Leader" status advancement. ]

[Punishment for mission failure: "Leader" status is returned to Second Rank. 】

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At this time, Su Mingan observed through the small split screen that the Boss Bunny made by the shadow has already begun to roam the field. There is an invisible Formation around Ying's body, which can help him separate the black mist floating in the air. Perhaps this is Ying's unique understanding of space capabilities.

"cough, cough..."

Su Mingan paid attention for a while, then quickly withdrew his attention, he coughed, and felt his temples are now tú tú jumping , He seems to have a bad feeling.

He poured mineral water, rubbed his temples, and stepped down the last Level 1 stone steps, intending to say hello to the "Guide" standing in front of his house. If nothing happens, this person should be I have matched the Guide, and I don’t know what abilities the other party has.

He is ready, if the opponent's ability is not particularly crotch, he will not go back and reselect. After all, re-election is no different from blind election. Maybe it will match a worse Guide. The repercussions brought about by repeated deaths are difficult to match with the gains.

He coughed violently, and after a few coughs, he felt that he finally coughed up the grainy sensation.

Eating a ditch and gaining a wisdom, he decided to avoid deep breathing or rapid breathing in this world, so as not to choke himself to death.

"Are you my guide...?" He said, moving towards the red robe and walking away.

However, in the process of taking steps, he suddenly felt that his vision was a little wrong.

In his normal vision, there are two bars on the left, one green and one blue. The green bar represents the health value, and the blue bar represents the mana value. And now, he saw a shiny orange red strip that was slowly emerging under the two.

"..." Su Mingan frowned, his originally relaxed mood was instantly messed up.

...how it is you again.

He really wants to erase the disgusting orange red strip that popped up suddenly.

At the same time, the system's voice continued to broadcast ruthlessly in his ears:

[The eighth world contains the san value (sane value) setting. ]

[Please note: the san value is closely related to the player's mental state, too high or too low will trigger different events, which will affect the final ending route of this world plot! ]

[Players should always pay attention to changes in the san value. 】

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[san value: 90/100]

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Maybe it is due to Su Mingan’s a few days ago He had a good rest. His san value at this time was 90 points, which is much better than the start of the sixth world.

But... when he saw this value, he was already in a bad mood. No matter how high the value of this orange bar is, it looks very ugly.

However, the appearance of the san value actually seems very reasonable. After all, compared with the previous world, the world environment this time looks much darker, like a world born from mud. Even the branches of the trees on both sides are pitch black, which reminds people of horrible black fairy tales.

Dark shadows baring fangs and brandishing claws in the sky, as if there are living creatures struggling in the shadows like dark clouds. Su Mingan just walked a few steps, and he noticed that something strange seemed to be whispering in his ears.

"...West..."

"...Jun..."

"...Bai and Jiu..."

The murmur was fuzzy, and even made people wonder whether it was the sound of wind blowing in the ears. In this exceptionally quiet and suppressed night, even the sound of the wind seemed to be roaring.

Just by listening carefully, Su Mingan's san value quickly dropped by 3 points, and he immediately withdrew his attention.

Hearing the movement of Su Mingan coming, the red robe turned his head slightly, revealing a strand of silver floating.

The bright red robe swayed gently with the man's movements, like a flower in the mud.

"Are you awake?" The red robe guy looked at him, and after a short pause, he spoke softly, his voice hoarse.

"Are you my Guide?" Su Mingan repeated.

"Yes, I am your'Guide'. Adventurer." After the red robe said these words, he paused for a moment and seemed to be thinking.

The night wind gently lifted the red robe man's robe, and a low whisper wafted from it.

"Strange." The red robe person said: "I seem to have forgotten a lot of things..."

The red robe person stopped talking after saying this sentence, and seemed to be stuck in a long time. In silence.

Su Mingan waited for a while and saw that the red robe person had not spoken, so he directly asked:

"——Then, my Guide, what are your abilities?"

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He wants to know what abilities the red robe person he matches possesses, which is the key to the smoothness of his eighth world.

Listening to his question, the red robe sighed slightly.

The sigh was extremely weak, like a feather floating in the night wind.

"Guides, each possesses different abilities... Dolls, necromancers, insight, mirror images, duels, explosions... I know the other ninety-nine guides, and most of them... Possess great magical power, almost invincible and omnipotent in their respective fields... and unfortunately, I am the most unremarkable among them. Being assigned to me, I can only say... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, adventurer, you The win this time is not big.” said the red robe.

Su Mingan slightly frowned.

According to the rules, he has learned that "Guide" seems to occupy a very important position in the eighth world. Guide will not only guide players, but also help players fight when necessary. Under circumstances, they will even teach their abilities to players.

If his Guide has insufficient potential to grow up, he needs to change his strategy of action. Moreover, he can choose to go back, even if he chooses a guide blindly, at least there is a high probability that he will not choose a guide with the inverse ability.

"So, are you?" Su Mingan still asked, he at least needs to figure out the other's name and ability.

The red robe's silhouette, finally turned his head.

White hair floats in front of the red robe man’s forehead, revealing a pair of exceptionally clear eyes.

When he saw his appearance, the red robe man seemed to be slightly startled, and he didn't speak for a long time.

The night wind blew over the bright red hood, and the exposed eyes seemed to be a little red, like a sudden burst of tears.

"That..." Su Mingan just wanted to speak, the red robe man seemed to be awakened, his body shook, and he quickly made a sound.

"My name is Sibel. My abilities can't be used in battles, and won't win at all. If you insist on walking with me and waiting for you, it will only be death. "Red robe wiped the corners of his eyes and wiped away the faint tears: "Sorry, it may be that the wind is too strong."

"It's okay." Su Mingan said, "Before this, at least Let me know your abilities."

He knows that he has matched the weaker this time, and he may have to replace him, but before re-election, he must at least let him figure out the situation of the opponent.

At this time, some weird shadows are firmly covering the red robe's face, firmly covering the red robe's face, so that Su Mingan can't see the true appearance of the other person. , I only saw a pair of pale eyes.

"My ability, you will only be disappointed if you hear it."

Sibel said softly:

"It's just... without battle strength... …"

This ability seems to be too weak to speak up. After Sibur’s voice paused for a long time, he gradually continued the following sentence:

"...It's just "Prophecy" only."

When he heard this word, Su Mingan, who was already preparing to read the file, was taken aback for a moment.

What did he hear just now?   ——Prophecy?

"Give up the victory and hide, adventurer, sorry, I am too weak, I can't beat anyone, and there is no direct battle strength, the last thing we greet is death..."

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The red robe turned around again, the skin of his overly pale hands was exposed in the black mist, and he made a slight "zi zi" sound.

The extra-large red robe flutters gently in the night breeze, like a group of freshly burning fire.

...red robe people seem to be back again, in the silence of watching the night silently.

Like a human being holding a torch high, igniting a declaration of war with the gods in the sky.

However, the silence at this time is even more difficult.

Watching the lonely diviner, Su Mingan stepped forward and put the other person's shoulders from behind.

He is gently encircling the opponent with a moderate force, and the gesture is neither offensive nor alienated, as if giving a friendly encouragement.

......diviner ah.

His eyes are slightly narrowed.

......This is an excellent combination of abilities.

"But I need you." He approached the bright red robe, whispered softly, sweeping away the previous thoughts of substitution, and his tone was almost gentle: "Win with me, okay?"

The red robe human voice trembled: "Adventurer, I must remind you that I am the weakest of all, and I am the 100th Guide..."

"It's okay." Su Mingan opened his arms, as if standing behind the torch that was about to go out, and received the tiny flame.

In the silent night, he leaned down, as if hugging a small fire.

"...Because I am ranked No. 1 adventurer."

He said:    "...Win with me."

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[Final Sacrifice·The 15th day to the end]

[Remaining surviving players: 100 people]

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[No.1adventurer ·Current San value: 87 points]

[No.1adventurer · Current Guide: Sibel (diviner · Guide ranking 100th)]

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(End of this chapter)