Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar - Chapter 275 - 135: Damn It, Blow Him Up! (6k)_2
Although the system broadcasts the player ID directly translated into their native language, it is not difficult to tell from the naming habits that at least two of these five are foreigners.
Twenty people, four per group, making five teams.
When they were teleported away from the center of the Chaotic Mysterious Realm, several of them noticed that there was more than one path leading to this place.
This likely means that players who have not yet left the Chaotic Mysterious Realm are being attacked by some power at the same time.
In the dungeon, there exists a power capable of instantly killing players of A-level or higher at different locations simultaneously…
Those listening to Long Yuanhai recount history suddenly felt a chill down their spines, the oppressive feeling of death not lessened by their successive leaps forward.
Enemies with form and substance are not frightening.
The unknown crisis is the most terrifying.
For the thirty-day survival, they had only just passed the first day.
…
Central region of the Divine Protection Continent, New City.
Before their eyes, there is a vast expanse of dark red.
Countless people in various forms are busy within it.
In the sky above, dark as ink, like the Heavenly Dao dipped a brush in ink, swirling in the sky, covering the stars.
Neither Taiyin is visible, nor starlight.
This land is like the Eighteen Layers of Hell, a ghostly abyss, giving one a chill with just one glance, causing heart palpitations and an ominous feeling.
A bluish-black mud heaps up, partially burying the eerie remains of unknown creatures.
“Slithering…”
A small rodent-sized creature, shaped like a mouse, nimbly scuttles over the bones.
The tiny tentacles extending from its limbs, like hooks, firmly secure its tiny body to the shimmering bones, allowing it to move effortlessly even upside down.
The small black shells covering its body, with a matte texture like biological armor, maximally conceal light reflection, making it less detectable by natural enemies.
Numerous unknown building materials are haphazardly piled together, like poorly made toy blocks assembled by a child, stacking up to form crooked, swaying bulky skyscrapers.
A thousand years ago, this was the most sacred sanctuary on the entire Divine Protection Continent, and also the most glorious city on the continent.
Countless ordinary people and cultivators hoped to settle here, dreaming of one day ascending to the Divine Tier to become one of the glorious and great many Divine Spirits.
However, that is all ancient history now.
The Divine Spirits of the past have long since disappeared, and the flourishing era of human cultivation has returned to nothingness like waves.
Today, humans can’t even restore the once highly developed scene of technology and cultivation.
Even the most basic social systems have regressed to the initial age of ignorance, barely surviving under the lingering divine power of past Divine Spirits.
The true rulers of Divine Protection Continent are no longer the humans of the past.
Exotic Beasts and New Humans are now the rulers of this continent.
Hmm…
At the very least, joint rulers.
Both mutated by divine radiation a hundred thousand years ago, Exotic Beasts and New Humans are not a formidable alliance but rather entities in constant conflict.
Both sides are best if the other were wiped out completely.
The human survivors of the old age, those who survive thanks to the Clan’s Sacred Artifact, live in tiny tribes barely scraping by in this environment.
A silvery-white Teleportation Wormhole opens in an abandoned basement at the edge of New City.
Five players with bloodstains on them tumble out of it, as if chased by something extremely terrifying that might claim their lives at any moment.
The moment they hit the ground, they don’t think about observing their surroundings or assessing their environment but immediately take a combat posture facing the closing wormhole.
Only when the two-meter diameter silvery-white mirror gradually shrinks into nothing, disappearing into the air, do these guys, with fear in their eyes, finally breathe a sigh of relief.
They collapse to the ground in unison, gasping for air, their eyes reflecting the joy of having survived a disaster.
“We… we survived…”
A short-haired woman missing half an arm murmurs, then grits her teeth in pain and quickly takes out a Top-grade Healing Potion to drink, hoping to restore her severed limb quickly.
These five were not members of the same natural team.
They were two teams that happened to bump into each other in the central area.
Originally they were full teams, but the quantity of monsters caused a qualitative change.
Nobody knew why, when both sides arrived simultaneously, two A-level Dark Mutants stood there.
For Lu Wenwu, who knew the enemy’s weakness, these two Dark Mutants were easy to kill, nothing to fear, just food to be made into a dish.
But for these players, only A-level, two teamed A-level Dark Mutants made the battle intense.
Four A-level players can barely go four-six against an A-level BOSS.
But it doesn’t mean that eight A-level players can go four-six against two A-level BOSS.
The inequality wiped them out in an instant.
To leave the Chaotic Mysterious Realm, as many as three players were killed, and the rest were seriously wounded, at least at the level of severed limbs.
Thus, they barely managed to kill one Dark Mutant and rushed into the Teleportation Wormhole.
