There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 332, The Poison of Faith

Amidst the howling and splattering blood, the chaotic sounds abruptly ceased, and the world before them fell silent. Unbeknownst to them, this was the last surviving member of the group.

A head rolled onto the ground, its expression one of utter terror.

Xiao Yang stopped what he was doing.

He raised his head, the crimson that had covered everything gradually dimmed, and he withdrew his killing domain.

"This is the last one."

The words, spoken in a low voice, conveyed a firm decision.

At this point, the area was piled high with the corpses of all sorts of people.

Most of them wore expressions of unparalleled terror.

Killing Domain is pretty good.

As long as one is afraid, apprehensive, and develops fear, then one will become even more afraid, apprehensive, and apprehensive.

In the end, they didn't even have the courage to raise their hands.

"Helplessly clutching their heads, curling up, frantically praying, becoming lambs to the slaughter."

If there were no fear effect.

This massacre is unlikely to end so quickly.

He pushed off the mask, revealing a face with a somewhat complicated expression.

After the experience tips popped up one by one, I calmed down, but also felt inexplicably melancholy.

"I feel like I'm becoming more and more bloodthirsty lately?"

I have this feeling, but I don't know where it comes from.

I cast a calming talisman on myself, and the cool, refreshing sensation instantly made me feel much more comfortable.

"After all, it's in this cesspool."

Xiao Yang gave this answer regarding his own changes.

Now for the main event.

My gaze fell upon the group of buildings in front of me, which were almost completely submerged in black mud.

It seems that although the dungeon rules are stuck, they are still playing a role.

The most obvious point is...

No matter how much the black mud surged, it never left the area of ​​the building complex, as if it were bound by an invisible boundary.

Xiao Yang was somewhat intimidated by the black mud.

Just by looking at it, you can tell it's not a good thing.

I have a feeling that the god of the spring took a big dump before he collapsed.

However, there was a small incident before the official exploration.

Little Bone, carrying a bulging bag on her back, huffed and puffed as she approached Xiao Yang.

After the little guy got close, Xiao Yang couldn't help but rub its round, patina-covered little head.

Especially the thought of seeing the little guy turn his head to the side again later.

Xiao Gu slightly turned her head and stared blankly at Xiao Yang.

"This feels amazing! Much better than the Tranquilizing Talisman!"

Xiao Yang, like a pervert, squinted his eyes with a satisfied look.

Simple repairs.

First, they arrived at the hidden boundary.

Staring at the surging black mud in front of him.

Cast a probe spell.

We didn't get any useful information.

After a period of silent contemplation, a decision was finally made.

Regardless of what this black mud actually is.

"Whether it's a mule or a horse, take it out for a walk!"

Xiao Yang decided to take a good look at the black mud.

Reach out, cross that invisible boundary, until you actually touch the surging black mud.

In that instant, the surging black mud enveloped Xiao Yang's hand, which had reached into the invisible boundary.

It seeped in through the gaps in the armor and made direct contact with Xiao Yang's fingers.

He was prepared to deal with any unexpected situation.

But somewhat unexpectedly...

"Nothing happened."

Is this black mud just there to scare people?
With this question in mind, Xiao Yang's gaze fell upon the severed lower half of the corpse beside him. He tossed the severed half into the surging black mud before him.

In an instant, a dramatic change occurred.

The black mud surged wildly through the gap in the corpse into the half of the body that Xiao Yang had thrown in.

Soon, the half-corpse came back to life. Not only did it come back to life, but even though it was only half left, its aura rose rapidly.

Seeing that something was wrong, Xiao Yang immediately reached out and pulled the half of the corpse, which was growing rapidly in the black mud, back to its original position.

This cannot be considered a resurrection.

Because just now, Xiao Yang had extracted the souls of all these guys.

Right now, this unlucky guy is still having a team-building activity with an endless stream of green goblins inside the Soul Banner.

How could he have come back to life?

The corpse that Xiao Yang pulled back from the black mud suddenly became like a fish out of water.

It struggled violently, desperately trying to climb out of the black mud in front of it, until a large foot slammed down and shoved its head into the ground.

Cast a probe spell, and you'll no longer be unable to obtain any information.

A name appeared before Xiao Yang.

The Poison of Faith

Type: Special

Description: Breaking one's own promises, power transforms into the most vile poison.

These corpses that came back to life in the black mud can't even be considered a formally born monster.

Rather, it is something more special.

"The poison of faith?"

Feeling somewhat lost, Xiao Yang had no idea what this so-called poison of faith was.

But it's not a big problem.

"Take a bite first."

This thing looks shady no matter how you look at it; it seems to be associated with evil gods.

So, have a bite!

With a single axe stroke, the resurrected corpse was sent away once more.

After he quieted down, Xiao Yang prepared for the meal.

He summoned his own hazy, illusory image.

But things didn't go as planned.

This was not a good ingredient, and he refused to consume these poisonous beliefs.

Somewhat disappointed.

"It doesn't look edible."

My gaze fell upon the vast expanse of surging black mud before me.

If it were edible, he could probably raise his level by one or two more levels with this black mud.

That will be the fastest path to legend.

Follow up.

He put his arm into the surging black mud in front of him again, but there was no reaction.

Judging from the reaction of that half-corpse, this black mud is not harmless either; it seems to have no reaction to him at all.

This situation left Xiao Yang somewhat scratching his head.

Start thinking.

It wasn't until Xiao Yang noticed that the black mud was actively avoiding a section of his arm that he realized what was happening.

There was a patch of dried black blood that belonged to Xiao Yang.

It suddenly became clear.

Pull your hand back and forcefully cut a wound on your palm.

We need to apply more pressure to prevent the wound from healing instantly.

A drop of dark blood slowly flowed out as he brought his blood-stained hand close to the black mud in front of him.

At this moment, the black mud creatures suddenly became active, frantically trying to avoid Xiao Yang's hand.

In such a scene.

He seemed to understand why the black mud was indifferent to him.

"My blood seems to be more poisonous than this black mud?"

In my astonishment, this thought flashed through my mind.

(End of this chapter)