Regardless of whether the people in the temple used knives or swords, the coffin didn't show any signs of opening.
Cao Hongtao and the rest were still thinking about taking Magician's life, while the newcomers were worried from the bottom of their hearts. Anthony didn't say a word as he tried to open it with brute force. Unfortunately, even the sharp nails of a half-vampire couldn't pierce through the heavy coffin lid.
Xu Su was extremely anxious. "What's going on? Poor Brother Nine, don't tell me that the zombified old woman captured him and made him her Coffin Guardian Madam?!"
Zhuge An was speechless.
There was no need for such imagination.
Just as everyone was in a deadlock, the red coffin that had remained motionless despite the wind and rain finally showed signs of movement. It was as if something was about to break out of the coffin. With the eerie temple as the backdrop, it was extremely frightening.
Xu Su swallowed his saliva. "No, it can't be real."
Just as he finished speaking, white smoke suddenly emerged from the center of the temple.
The red paint on the coffin melted from the heat and turned into scarlet tears of blood. Lines after lines of blood flowed down from the top of the coffin and landed on the ground. It was a ghastly sight.
A flickering flame suddenly lit up from the top of the coffin.
Almost instantly, the flame merged with the flames around the coffin and burned fiercely. The tail of the flame was even taller than a person.
[F * ck, why is it suddenly on fire?]
[I'm dumbfounded. I realized that I'm dumbfounded a lot of times in the Famine Mountain Village live stream. In the Fifth Hospital live stream next door, I was exasperated the entire time.]
[+ 1, the development of this dungeon is very magical. The mole has been exposed and still hasn't been dealt with. There are so many Rank-S and Rank-A here but they can't do anything to a Rank-C. It's very magical.]
[Indeed. But I quite like Magician. After all, he's popular. I'm happy that Magician is fine. 23333]
[??? What's going on? Put out the fire, put out the fire, what are you waiting for!]
Looking at the sea of fire that suddenly appeared, everyone was dumbfounded.
Only Zhuge An's gaze turned cold as he quickly took out the Tai Chi Eight Trigrams Disk.
A clear spring appeared out of thin air and turned into a water curtain that poured down on the coffin in the center.
"Sizzle —" The air was filled with the sizzling sound of fire and cold water colliding.
The rapid flow of water gradually covered the raging fire, leaving behind a patch of wet white smoke.
When the fire was finally extinguished, everyone took a closer look.
The coffin was completely charred black and the wooden planks on the side had fallen.
The black dregs that had been soaked in water fell to the ground, revealing the true appearance behind them.
— — Inside the huge coffin frame, there was actually nothing.
Even Xu Sen's's heart.. "What's going on? Where's Magician?
[No.......
...... of the of he..... .... of the the of it... of the of them......
.. of '..........
.... I like Magician. Brother Magician, please don't let anything happen to him!]
[That can't be right. He's the winner of Las Vegas. How could he die without a struggle?]
In fact, the experienced and knowledgeable elders in the temple had the same guess.
"Sigh, he's gone. He's probably dead."
"It's a pity that there's such a promising newbie. What a pity."
"You can't blame us. We're the ones who killed ourselves. We were so smug before."
They pretended to speak, but in fact, they couldn't hide their schadenfreude.
Previously, the elders were all treated as fat sheep by Magician. When they found out that Zong Jiu was the mole, they were so angry that their faces turned red and their noses crooked. That was why Cao Hongtao could summon so many people.
Later on, under Anthony's warning, these old people only became fence sitters and resentfully stopped.
Although Magician was in the limelight in Las Vegas, there was still a huge gap between him and an S class. How did he become the guest of honor of the Night people? Could it be that the leader of the Night people, No.2 Fan Zhuo, wanted to recruit him and give him The Embrace?
As soon as this thought came out, it could be said that a large number of people collapsed from jealousy.
A C-class trainee. Not only did he catch the eye of that great man in Las Vegas, but he also managed to hook up with the leader of the Night people. How could the other trainees not be jealous?
Only the old survivors knew how difficult it was to climb to the top of the pyramid of the infinite loop, not to mention the No.1 who was worshipped by everyone and had never stepped down from the mortal world. Even the No. 2 Fan Zhuo's Embrace was a treatment that no one dared to imagine.
It was precisely because of this that the elders were delighted to see Magician in trouble.
Only Zhuge An stared at the charred coffin with an unreadable expression. He glanced at the black-clothed Azan who was walking out of the temple and said, "Let's go."
The rookies were still immersed in the sadness of their Big Brother Zong Jiu's misfortune and didn't react for a while.
Previously, in their new team, Zong Jiu was the most popular leader. Zhuge An, who was an S class, was blatantly slacking off. Although the team members were a little afraid of Zhuge An, they were still rookies. They didn't know about Zhuge An's great achievements in the infinite loop, so they respected him more than they feared him.
Hearing this, Xu Su was taken aback. "Where are we going? Are we going to leave Brother Jiu alone? "
The black-haired man glanced at him indifferently. "Take the kid."
Following that, he did not give an explanation and walked straight out of the temple, leaving the rookies hesitant to speak as they looked at each other.
Zhuge An had never liked superfluous explanations, especially when it was so simple and straightforward that it was a waste of breath.
Although the prophecy clearly stated that there would be a calamity, it definitely wouldn't happen now. The time wasn't right.
Zhuge An slightly pulled down the bamboo hat on his head.
Before his identity was confirmed, Zong Jiu's life or death didn't have much to do with him. If he died, it would only mean that he wasn't the person in the prophecy. At the very least, he had to survive until the third round of selection to have a chance of verifying it.
This dungeon's mission was coming to an end. It didn't matter if he left early or late. He just needed to wrap things up.
He had to speed up.
.....
[Level A Dungeon: Famine Mountain Village. Normal Main Mission Completed.]
[Please wait a moment. Dungeon Completion Rewards in progress … Dungeon Completion … Teleportation will take place in 30 seconds. Teleportation Location: Studio.]
The surrounding scenery of the deserted village suddenly froze and turned into large intertwined blocks of color.
Everyone standing on the empty ground heaved a sigh of relief.
They didn't encounter much obstruction in their subsequent work of wrapping things up.
The old granny's golden light fell. Not only did it disperse the environment, it also took away all the Bodhisattva soil in the deserted village.
The other villagers in the deserted village had been eating Yin soil for years. Their hearts had turned into ghosts and they fled in all directions under the Buddha's light. Some villagers were like Wang Shou. They thought that Granny Wang had turned into an evil spirit to claim their lives. They simply plunged deep into the mountains and forests, eating raw meat and drinking blood. There were also some villagers who still foolishly held onto the beautiful dream of immortality. They approached the original location of the Bodhisattva soil but were burned by the remnant Buddha's light. Their souls were destroyed, never to be reincarnated.
The trainees brought the boy and entrusted the human trafficker who had made an appointment with Wang Shou to find a good family for him the next morning.
In this day and age, although the human traffickers did despicable things, boys were still treasures in this era. Even if they were sold to other families, they would be treated better than daughters. Only by leaving this place could they have a chance of survival.
The hearts of the villagers in Tongbai Village had turned into ghosts, but they still wore human skin. When they died, their bodies would die with them. If the Underworld did not accept them, they would not be able to go to the eighteen levels of hell. They would not be able to cleanse their sins and reincarnate. They could only be lonely ghosts, dissipating between heaven and earth in pain. It could be considered a worthy death.
After doing all this, the newcomers felt a little depressed.
Even Xu Sen, an old man who was used to seeing his companions go through life and death, was a little silent, not to mention a newcomer like Xu Su. So when they moved to the broadcast hall, the atmosphere was particularly gloomy.
The space began to shatter and reassemble. The dull color of the deserted village gradually faded away.
The dome of the broadcast hall appeared in front of everyone's eyes once again.
The pure gold chandelier on the high dome spun and flowed. Golden patterns spread on the dark red carpet, coating the entire space with a layer of warmth.
The statues of angels around the hall transformed into the twelve main gods of Olympus. Apollo stepped on the corona, Artemis held a bow and arrow, Athena raised her shield, Aphrodite was drunk, and Zeus summoned the wind and rain.
The hall was filled with people. As far as the eye could see, there was a sea of heads.
The number of people was visibly decreasing once again. The lower the level of the ladder, the fewer people there were. But compared to the last time, when the number of people was almost halved, it was much better. At least it was not particularly tragic.
Everyone's expression was still not good.
There were still some people who were nervous to the point of breaking down and crying at the E-level ladder. But at least the trainees were familiar with the process.
They were still waiting for time. From time to time, there would be flashes of light on the ladder, indicating that another trainee had been sent out of the dungeon to prepare for the level evaluation.
Xu Su and the others stood dejectedly until the main system's cold voice sounded in the hall.
[All trainees have been assembled. The second round of post-competition and the third level evaluation is about to begin.]
[At the end of each round of the competition, the current lowest level will be eliminated. According to the competition rules, trainees who achieve E-level after this round's level evaluation will automatically be sent to the punishment dungeon.]
The most nervous trainees standing on the E-level ladder were naturally the ones who were the most nervous.
If they did not achieve a turnaround in the third round of the level evaluation, they would be sent to the punishment dungeon.
It was well known that after the second round of the level evaluation, none of the tens of thousands of F-level trainees who were eliminated returned alive from the punishment dungeon. This survival rate was enough to make people brave. It could be said that the punishment dungeon was equivalent to a delayed death. In the end, they would still die. The only difference was how much they lived.
[The panoramic camera is turning on … Turning on successfully.]
The livestream that represented the level evaluation was opened. The audience outside surged in like a tide.
[Wuhu, the third evaluation is here! This is an exciting moment.]
[My favorite part of the entire trainee competition is the level evaluation segment. 233333.]
[Who isn't? JPG, this segment gives people the most sense of participation.]
[This round of the dungeon feels a little simpler than the first round of the individual show. But a few of the livestream teams were wiped out. It feels like there are not many trainees who won or died. Those who lost were all wiped out. It's really a matter of one thought to heaven or hell.]
The bullet screen chattered and moved the CDs to slide on the screen of the livestream.
The camera was panoramic. Even if there were tens of thousands of people standing in the entire studio, the audience could freely zoom in and out of the camera to observe each trainee.
Of course, this was only limited to the lower-level trainees. High-level trainees could use their authority to freely turn off the option to zoom in on the camera.
[Rush, rush, rush. Sigh, it's a pity that my favorite Magician is gone, crying.jpg]
Immediately, this bullet screen was pushed to the top. The onlookers were shocked.
[What? Magician is gone??]
[Are you kidding me?? I only went to a horror dungeon halfway. I didn't chase after it for two days and you're telling me that my favorite Magician is gone? Huh??]
[That's not possible. Yesterday, there was a big shot who posted about him on the forum. How could he be gone?]
[Pfft, pfft. It's good that he's gone. I've been unhappy with him for a long time.]
[Upstairs, what kind of magical creature is this? If you don't want to see it, then get lost. Don't you think it makes you look more noble?]
[The fans are too fierce … Do they have leg hair to protect him? They just joked that you're protecting your master and you're so loyal. What a joke.]
.....
[Can you stop arguing? Is there something wrong with the person arguing? If you have the time to argue here, don't you have the time to look with your own eyes? The Magician is not standing on his C-level ladder.]
[That's right. I'm dumbfounded by your actions. The real deal is standing there. I don't know what you're arguing about. I'm speechless.]
The audience who were still in the middle of the three hundred rounds of scolding were all dumbfounded. One by one, they turned their cameras to look.
Sure enough, in the dense crowd of people on the C step, a particularly eye-catching white-haired young man was standing there in good condition. Other than looking a little tired and his clothes were a little wrinkled, he was actually in good condition.