Different Dimension Game Chapter 67

Even a firm-willed investigator would have a special emotion, and could not help walking into the red mist. (The language is unclear here, and the writer seems to have deliberately ignored this part of the content)

Those who pass through the red mist will come to this strange village, and will be left there forever, and will never be able to leave this place again.

The excellent investigator soon discovered that his mental state was slowly collapsing, so he wrote this letter and explained everything he knew.

In this letter, Li Xianfeng believes that the true identity of [it] may be hidden in the depths of the village.

Only by finding its body and killing it can this disaster be solved!

[It]'s real name is [Blood Thirst], talking about its real name, or talking about (writing) its arbitrary nature, will suffer from its mental attack.

"Well, it's a little more detailed than what I know. This Li Xianfeng is very strong. After all, I can be resurrected infinitely, but he can't be resurrected infinitely..."

"The name [Desire of Blood] seems a bit familiar... Yes, I got clues about it from the beginning, a second-class devil?!"

Wang Hao pondered and was pleasantly surprised: "If this task is completed, wouldn't it be possible to get a clue again?"

The investigator named "Li Xianfeng" talked about [it] when he wrote the letter, and was in a state of rapid decline in his sanity.

He claimed that in the process of writing the letter, he saw his mother and father and was talking to him.

But obviously, both parents are hallucinations.

[I am a native of Nan'an, my parents are in peace, and I have an eldest brother. Because I was young, my parents doted on me even more, and I was rarely a playboy, and I loved prosperity very much... I have not yet established a career, which is the greatest hatred in life. 】

Knowing that his parents were fake, Li Xianfeng still felt that he would die here and owe his parents something.

It is a tragedy for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person, no matter in ancient times or in modern times.

In order to find the true body of [It], and to defeat [It], the second-level Tingwei "Li Xianfeng" resolutely walked into the depths of the village at the last moment of sobriety...

[Loyalty and filial piety are difficult to achieve, and in fifty years, only one death is due; after this world has changed, righteousness will no longer be humiliated. 】

[Those who are willing to see this letter will hand it over to the mansion of the black-clothed guard. If the trouble is serious, please do not refuse. 】

[Li Xianfeng, excellent writing. 】

Seeing this, Wang Hao couldn't help but take a deep breath and sighed in his heart that this heroic warrior will most likely fail in the end.

"It's still difficult for humans to fight against second-class demon gods..."

Recalling the script "Lijia Village Destruction" that I once played, I have a vague feeling.

"Li Xianfeng is the descendant of the 'Li Dazhu' I rescued?"

Li Dazhu really gave birth to a series of descendants, which made the family thrive. This scene made him feel a little gratified. "

"Unfortunately, the letter did not reveal how to get out of here."

"Li Xianfeng didn't leave any treasures... Even if there are treasures, let's take them all."

He felt a little anxious, even the real black-clothed guard investigator couldn't leave the village.

Even in this letter, Li Xianfeng defined the [Blood Demon] disaster as a "Class A natural disaster".

In ancient times, a Grade A natural disaster meant that it was almost impossible for humans to solve the event and could only let it develop. Only other natural disasters can fight against natural disasters.

What is the probability of this naive child he is now controlling to actually escape from here?

He suddenly felt a heavy sense of fate.

Looking down at his slender arms and slender legs, his body was trembling faintly. He came to this strange village. There were enemies in all directions. The only allied guard in black, "Li Xianfeng", died for an unknown number of years.

Even the letters left behind, no one can take out.

My grandmother's silly younger brother, who is still at home, doesn't know the truth, so he can only passively wait to die; "I" know the truth now, and I will die tomorrow.

This...how cruel!

Well, if this story really happened, these children don't know how desperate...

Wang Hao stroked the table lightly with his fingers. Sometimes his manpower was exhausted, and the objective environment was extremely harsh. Even though he racked his brains, he still couldn't think of any solution.

Provoking [it] from the very beginning means that the second reincarnation has a high probability of failure.

He secretly said sorry in his heart, in the second reincarnation, he was really powerless.

Wang Hao even thought of more things: "According to the main plot of the game, I will definitely challenge [Blood Demon] in the end..."

"The current series of dungeons is just a prelude to challenging the Gorefiend, providing me with some information to prepare me mentally. If this boss is really so powerful, how should I defeat it?"

According to the consistent nature of game manufacturers, it is impossible to hold a hydrogen bomb and blow up a second-class devil alive.

If such a situation really occurs, it means that the plot has collapsed, and he wants to scold people.

In the end, there is a high probability that the second-class demon **** will be solved through the method of solving puzzles and through wisdom.

"But by solving puzzles alone, you can't kill monsters at all, you can only run away."

"To kill monsters, you must use strange objects~www.mtlnovel.com~ I don't have this stuff at all, so do I have to rely on lottery?"

Suddenly, there was a flash of light!

"The biggest possibility is that we have to use the black-clothed guards, an organization that originally existed, to defeat the Gorefiend..."

"The guards in black may have some special means... but they don't have enough information about Gorefiend."

It is so!

All the scripts are related and have a causal relationship.

Thinking of this, there is a sense of enlightenment.

Wang Hao felt that his smile was a little out of place in the current environment: "This game is hidden so deeply, in the future to challenge [Blood Demon], you must use a black-clothed guard..."

"If I ignore this, I might get stuck in the future."

"But, as expected of me!"

In "Interdimensional Games", the main world is a modern civilization, not an ancient civilization, which is something to look forward to.

I don't know whether the black-clothed guards have progressed or regressed over time. With the qualitative change in the level of technology and the dramatic increase in productivity, the overall strength shouldn't have regressed too much, right?

In Wang Hao's eyes, the idea of ​​thickening the past and thinning the present is a serious mistake. Unless the aura is really used less and less, it must be stronger now than in the past.

"If the black-clothed guard has some means, there may be a chance to face the [Blood Demon]."

Just thinking about it, the sky turned dark again.

After checking the door of the room and finding no problems, he lay on this strange bed and closed his eyes.

Wang Hao secretly prayed in his heart.

Wake up, please wake up!

[The night passed, and you woke up feeling unwell. 】

The third day came.

Chapter end