I died in the game and became a god

Chapter 315 The Betrayed Conscience
Looking at the names on the corridor on the second floor, Shen Senguang thought of many things in an instant.

First of all, the person who left the bloodstains is a super civilization similar to the aberrant civilization, but if not, it is very strange why it knows its own name.

On Yinyang Road, it was because he used the name of [Shen Senguang] who had the same name as himself, so there was a difference between real and fake Shen Senguang.

That old Shen Senguang was essentially just an NPC in a game.

Shen Senguang looked at Ismam and the female necromancer who ran upstairs, and he suddenly shouted at the first floor, pouring internal energy: "You form a formation and guard the outside."

Ismam covered his ears. "Are you talking too loudly?"

Shen Senguang glanced at him. "They already knew we were breaking into the library."

"It doesn't matter how loud the sound is."

He looked at the terrified female necromancer.

"But what is the situation of the teammate you found for me, please tell me clearly."

"One more thing, do you think the enemy will know the name of a person they have never met?"

Ismaam apparently also saw the blood on the corridor on the second floor, and his expression became serious. "It's like this again..."

"What does it look like?" Shen Senguang realized that Ismam seemed to have encountered the same type of enemy.

Ismam said: "It is confusing again, and then makes us feel confused, and then makes us fight among ourselves in fear. My niece and I met a middle demon in the dungeon in the west of the wilderness."

"At that time, we saw a tombstone erected outside the dungeon. It was written on the tombstone - those who step in must kill their own relatives before they can leave."

"We entered the Dungeon of Solitude."

"And then came the nightmare."

"We had a good start in there, killing a lot of demonized monsters in the dungeon, but then we ran into that middle demon."

Isma's pupils dilated, as if remembering fear. "If this median demon was just a human being, with that level of power, our team at that time would definitely have the power to fight."

"However, amidst the fear spread by the middle demon, some of us fled to the outside world in haste."

"Even forget that they are on the battlefield."

"Then our men were routed."

"Because I am an orphan, I have no relatives to kill, so I can leave there."

"But this niece of mine, a genius necromancer, is trapped in a dungeon."

Shen Senguang frowned. "How did she leave the dungeon? Could it be that she was in the team at the time, and there was one of her..."

"Best relative?"

Just as Ismaam was about to speak, all the candles in the corridor on the second floor suddenly lit up.

Then, there was the sound of a cart being pushed, and a man with stains all over his body, wearing a white chef's skirt and a chef's hat on his head, said with a silly smile, "Eat... eat..."

"Eat... eat..."

[The butcher chef in the library, a low-level demon appendage, seems to be killed by a demon, and its soul stays on this land forever. 】

[Because he was delivering food before he died, he has been wandering around in the library delivering food to people. If the butcher chef sees the meat, maybe the butcher chef will be happy to collect it and make it into a delicious meal. 】

When the butcher chef saw Shen Senguang, he immediately raised his hands and rushed over fiercely, as if he wanted to grab the butcher chef by the neck.

"meat!"

"meat!"

"I'm going to make you a delicious dish!"

The butcher chef slammed his hands down, but Shen Senguang avoided it. He hit the guy's back three times with a row of cloud palms, each time making a sunken palm print.

"Meat!"

Ismaam gritted his teeth and dropped several seeds, and then these seeds germinated, quickly restraining the butcher chef.

Then, Shen Senguang drew out the bloodthirsty sword and slashed at the shoulder of the butcher chef.

The blood oozed from the shoulder of the butcher chef, and then turned into drops of blood and rolled onto Shen Senguang's sword.

A blood mark appeared on the butcher chef's shoulder, and as Shen Senguang cut his body with the second sword, a second blood mark appeared on the butcher chef's body, and then Shen Senguang cut the third sword.

Three blood marks appeared on the butcher chef.

The blood in his whole body boiled, breaking through the paper-like skin like steam, and spraying out blood.

About 5 minutes later, the chef fell down.

Ismaam went over skillfully and cut off the butcher cook's ear. "This thing is our trophy."

"With this thing, we can prove that we killed a butcher chef when we go back. This kind of thing is considered powerful among the accessories of demons, even more difficult to deal with than some low-level demons."

Shen Senguang also discovered that this guy's defense is really strong.

After hitting three consecutive cloud-dispelling palms with all his strength, he was still alive and well.

If he hadn't used the equipment skill of the red item Blood Thirst Sword to attack, he wouldn't be able to kill the monster so cleanly.

Ismaam did not see much joy. "It's almost the same as that time."

"It was very smooth when we first went in."

"At that time, my niece did not leave by killing her close relatives."

"It was her close relative who rushed up to fight the middle demon, and died."

"Without her close relatives, she can leave the dungeon."

"But it's also because of this."

"She suffers from some mild demonic disease. Because it is not serious, we have fooled the doctors at the entrance of the camp. We only need a few dozen contribution points."

Shen Senguang became speechless.

Damn camp doctor, I thought you were such an upright person at first, but it turns out that you still have the conditions to pass in secret.

You can still buy your conscience with money.

Then when you were at the entrance of the camp, you spoke so righteously, you simply asked others to part with life and death, what did you want to do!
He suddenly discovered that some people kept their consciences, and they wanted to sell them at some point.

Shen Senguang sighed. "So that's how it is."

"Mild? Are you sure she won't affect our actions?"

The necromancer immediately nodded and said, "I can fight on my own."

Shen Senguang nodded, reluctantly acquiescing.

If there is a next episode, he will definitely not bring this female necromancer who is afraid of corpses.

They walked to the third floor. There was nothing in the corridor on the third floor, and there was no book on the inner book shelf.

And when they reached the fourth floor, terrible laughter came from the top of the stairs.

Some kind of strange power actually passed down from the roof of the building.

The surrounding temperature was freezing cold, as if they were in an underground ice cellar.

(End of this chapter)