Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 437 The Real Dungeon Boss Has Arrived
The disheveled man sitting in the driver's seat of the Dayun heavy truck glanced at Wu Wang's appearance through the windshield.

After rolling his eyes slightly, he suddenly slammed on the gas pedal.

He muttered under his breath, "What an idiot! Blocking the fountain without even looking at himself!"

In his opinion, the fact that this kid could still stand and talk to him after such a shock meant he was quite physically strong.

Even as a player of the Calamity faction, he's probably already severely injured, right?
It's better to waste time with this kind of guy.

It would be better to just leave him there and walk away.

To be honest, letting him go is a sign of my conscience.

Normally, if someone were to block the spring and plot against you, you would be in trouble.

He might as well just run someone over with a car and kill them.

Of course, the main reason is that I'm afraid of getting caught by that thing in the dungeon.

The slovenly man wanted to get away from this troublesome place as soon as possible.

With a roar, the truck sped onto the street with an irrational acceleration.

Wu Wang was immediately pressed against the windshield.

Only those bloodshot eyes stared intently at the other person.

"Tsk, buddy, I don't give rides to people who want to hitch a ride. Get out!" The slovenly man flicked the windshield wipers.

The rod-shaped object was like a sweeping weapon, and its speed and force were clearly beyond what a normal windshield wiper could possess.

Clearly, this vehicle was also created using props, or at the very least, it had some kind of effect.

When the windshield wipers slammed into Wu Wang.

His figure immediately disappeared from the windshield.

Just as the slovenly man thought the other person had been knocked down...

Suddenly I felt something was off about my surroundings.

Then he turned his head.

Suddenly, I saw the bloodied man sitting in the passenger seat.

Wu Wang's icy voice came from his mouth: "Looks like we'll have to beat them into submission first."

Before the slovenly man could react, she finished speaking.

Suddenly I felt a tightness in my chest and my vision became blurry.

Wu Wang's elbow came crashing down.

The next second, a flash of sword light appeared.

The slovenly man suddenly felt a sharp pain in his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, his legs, which were pressing the accelerator, were severed and he lost consciousness.

Finally, a sharp pain shot through his skull, and he peacefully closed his eyes and fainted.

Seeing that the other person was losing consciousness.

Wu Wang then took control of the truck.

Although he didn't have an A2 driver's license, he still managed to park the car steadily on the side of the road and dragged the man back into the alley as if he were a bag of cement.

He slowly took out the knife facing the opposite direction.

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After about five minutes of friendly conversation.

The disheveled man slumped to the ground, sobbing and crying:

"Big brother, please let me go! That thing is about to appear in the dungeon!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Wang's gaze sharpened, and he pressed, "Explain clearly, what's in the dungeon?"

After saying that, he picked up the scalpel and began to brandish it.

This guy shows absolutely no remorse after hitting people with a truck.

Wu Wang didn't think he was a kind-hearted player from the Spirit Disaster faction.

To deal with evil people, you naturally need even more ruthless methods.

"I said! I said!"

"This instance is a place similar to an arena where players need to engage in a free-for-all with various instance creatures. The competition is divided into four rounds, and only one winner can leave the instance."

"If someone fails midway but is not killed on the spot, they must wait until a winner is determined before participating in the next round."

"Although you can concede defeat in this gladiatorial arena, there is another way to temporarily boost your combat power and stack buffs."

"That's the audience's support for the gladiators."

At this point, the slovenly man licked his chapped lips.

With a slightly racing heart, she said nervously:

"As you can probably guess, whether you were injured in a previous battle or lost your momentum after admitting defeat, causing a drop in audience support, it will make the next round of competition even more difficult."

"So, the eight players who entered discussed prioritizing teamwork to eliminate the dungeon creatures during the melee. When only players remained, they would either have a one-on-one duel to decide who would leave first, or hold a vote to decide who would leave first. The remaining players would then use this method to start the next round of combat."

Upon hearing this, Wu Wang shook his head slightly.

That's a really good idea.

However, there is a fatal flaw—players cannot all be good people.

Once... oh no.

It's safe to say that someone will definitely betray you.

Even with the help of teammates, the final circle might end up being filled with players.

But as the first player triumphed and left the instance, the audience and the next round of participants naturally realized that they were teaming up.

Starting from the second round of rematches, the difficulty faced by players will begin to increase.

Even with one less person, the dungeon creatures will unite to fight them.

This level of difficulty reaches its peak when only one player remains.

At that time, the player will face the contempt of the audience, the loss of support buffs, and the possibility of being attacked by the masses.

The last person was almost certainly going to die.

Therefore, any player with a slightly quick mind will realize this.

So, everyone wanted to avoid being the last one left behind.

There will definitely be a betrayal at some point.

Oh, to be precise, it should be during the fourth final match of the first round of gladiatorial combat.

Traitors will appear.

After all, the first round is the safest and has the highest success rate.

However, the consequences of doing so are—

After experiencing betrayal from a teammate, subsequent players will no longer trust each other as much.

However, their external circumstances remained unchanged.

The difficulty will increase again.

It can be said that the plan is essentially a good plan.

However, using this plan might actually lead to everyone except the first person who successfully escapes the instance dying from distrust and the group attacks of the instance's creatures.

brush--

Wu Wang's gaze sharpened.

The slovenly man's healed wounds seemed to be throbbing again.

Then, Wu Wang asked, word by word, "Since you were the first to come out, does that mean you were the first to betray them?"

When I heard this sentence.

The slovenly man felt a chill run down his spine.

He hadn't expected that this guy had just finished listening to his explanation of the situation in the instance.

However, it immediately deduced almost exactly what actually happened.

The air around them seemed to freeze as the other party's killing intent made it appear as if it were about to turn to ice.

The disheveled man immediately explained, "Listen to me! That's not how it happened! Um, although I did intend to betray the others in the end, someone beat me to it!"

Wu Wang frowned upon hearing this.

That shouldn't be the case. If someone betrayed you first, why is it this guy who came out?

So he slightly restrained his murderous intent.

Let the other person continue—

"Those dungeon creatures were stronger than we imagined, and with two of the players being ordinary people, in reality, only three people made it to the final round after the first round."

"Besides me, the other two were women. They attacked me before I even had a chance to backstab them."

"In the blink of an eye, one of the women was killed, and the victor grew organs that were not human. Both her abilities and the extent of her power were very strange!"

"I suspect she's actually a hidden boss among us!"

Wu Wang's gaze became increasingly strange.

Because the "sudden realization" effect was never triggered.

In other words, what the other party said was not a lie.

He continued, "Then why was it you who came out?"

Upon hearing this, the slovenly man's expression turned somewhat strange.

Hesitantly, he said, "If I... if I say I don't know, would you believe me?"

"Anyway, after the two of them finished fighting, the dungeon boss suddenly surrendered."

"When I saw her grow wings, I immediately summoned my heavy armor to create distance, but halfway through the race, I suddenly became the final winner."

Wu Wang: "..." He wasn't lying.

These are all true.

Or rather, that's how it is from the perspective of a slovenly man.

"I think that dungeon boss is probably planning to stay and torment other players," the slovenly man explained. "Because the way she does it is really vicious!"

"While shouting something like 'Elbow strike to open your airway, stun gun to get your heartbeat back on track, one stun gun to the mouth to prevent begging for mercy, two stun guns to the legs to prevent escape, three stun guns to the head to prevent thinking,' he killed another woman in just a few blows."

"Hmm? Wait a minute..."

When it comes to this.

The disheveled man suddenly paused for a moment.

The image of being beaten up just now kept replaying in my mind.

Think about it carefully.

It seems...it appears...maybe...

I've fallen victim to that combo myself.

The order and the position of the attacks were exactly the same. The only difference was that the young man who attacked him was not holding an electric baton, but a strange sword.

And this guy is even more demonic!
He even healed himself and then got beaten twice more!

Then, the slovenly man's expression as he looked at Wu Wang became increasingly strange.

Finally, he took several steps back and said tremblingly:

"You! You! You're in cahoots with that dungeon boss!"

This is truly unbelievable.

Did I even get out of the dungeon?!
He watched as the other person trembled, almost losing control of their bladder.

Wu Wang fell silent.

Actually, when he said it had wings.

I started to have some doubts.

When it comes to elbow strikes and stun gun combos...

That's pretty much confirmed.

The dungeon boss this person is talking about is Second Sister Wu Xiaoyou!!!
Because I taught her this set of rules myself!
As for wings...

Oh no! Could there be a problem with Second Sister's seal?
Wu Wang recalled the scene of her losing control when she ate the [Fragment of the Past].

My gaze involuntarily turned to the dungeon passage.

"Second sister...why did you stay?"

Since the second sister's fighting prowess frightened the slovenly man when she killed the other woman, it proves that he probably felt he couldn't beat her.

In this situation, wouldn't it be easier to get out if we just take care of him too?

Why did the second sister surrender to begin the next round of fighting?
While thinking, Wu Wang dragged the slovenly man onto the road.

He was then broken in the middle of the road as he screamed in agony.

He sat down in the Dayun heavy truck with a blank expression.

Amidst the roar of the engine, Wu Wang spoke in a calm voice:
"Let's talk about how you brought me such good luck."

"Okay, I'll bump into you too, and that'll even things out."

After saying that, the disheveled man, amidst his groans and tumbling, had a close encounter with the powerfully impacted front of the car.

Uncle! Are you ready to go to another world too!?
boom--

He watched as that figure was also sent flying backwards for more than ten meters, but did not immediately get up like him.

I sent Xie Zhi the location and situation here, and asked him to bring the people from the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs to clean up the mess when he returned.

After all, it doesn't matter whether the person is seriously injured and on the verge of death, or has actually become a corpse.

It needs to be dealt with.

Wu Wang silently walked back to the end of the alley.

Next, we just need to wait here for my second sister to come out.

You absolutely...you must come out.

With this thought.

In the alley, where no one was watching and there were no surveillance cameras, he picked up the [Elemental Gun] and casually shot himself through the head.

In an instant, the bloodstains on his body disappeared completely.

A completely intact Wu Wang has been resurrected and returned.

The reason I was hit like that was mainly because of the awkward situation with the passive skill [Copper Skin and Iron Bones]. The heavy truck didn't kill me at all, and it wasn't even seriously injured. It just seemed like I was bleeding a little too much.

Healing with a knife in the opposite direction also requires slashing one cut at a time.

It's easier to commit suicide and resurrect.

This scene brought tears to the eyes of Wu Qing, the eldest sister in "Xiao Chuan".

Such a skillful and natural suicide.

I wonder how many times my brother has had this experience.

Even if the perception of pain has been removed now, what about before?

How painful that must be...

Having experienced death once before, Wu Qing knew what it felt like.

She couldn't believe how much suffering tens of thousands of suicides could inflict on people.

She wanted to comfort Wu Wang.

But I don't know where to begin.

Ultimately, it's all because I'm not strong enough.

If only I had been strong enough to protect my parents and younger brother on the plane.

Does that mean such things will never happen again?
The man and his sword remained silent in the alley.

Silently waiting for the familiar figure to appear in the dungeon passage.

About half an hour later.

Wu Wang suddenly asked, "Big sister, how long can you stay lucid this time?"

“Three days, why?” Wu Qing replied.

This relieved Wu Wang.

He shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I was just thinking that if I can wait until my second sister comes out, I can tell you what kind of opponent you fought on the plane. My second sister needs to know about this. We are family, and we should face everything together."

He didn't want his older sister to just tell him the news quietly.

The three of them are a unit.

Everyone has the right to know.

If nothing unexpected happens, based on the time the slovenly man came out, a round of gladiatorial combat should end every two days.

I hope my second sister can make it out in the next round.

Upon hearing this, Wu Qing's soul also revealed a relieved smile.

Yes, we are family.

This will never change.

However, the two days that the siblings expected did not materialize.

They had just finished talking.

A strange golden light emanated from the dungeon passage at the end of the alley.

The next second, that familiar figure with such exquisite features that it seemed almost otherworldly appeared out of thin air.

Wu Xiaoyou looked around at her with a confused expression.

Wu Wang immediately beamed with joy, picked up [Xiaochuan], and prepared to go up and greet them.

However, the golden light behind the second sister did not dissipate.

As she took her first step.

A tall figure followed closely behind.

The other person stood behind the second sister like a city wall, blocking the light of the street lamp and casting a shadow that enveloped her entirely.

Boom--boom--

The city wall took two steps forward, making a dull thud on the ground, which was enough to prove how heavy its force was.

In this oppressive atmosphere.

Wu Wang's heartbeat quickened as well.

Even the smile on his face gradually faded and turned serious.

Because the person standing behind the second sister was carrying an enormous, eerie scythe on his shoulder, almost spanning the distance between both sides of the alley, like the legendary Grim Reaper descending.

He wore a white mask on his face.

The mask has a strange inverted triangle mark on the forehead, but no other patterns are depicted.

Only a dark, blank expression remained on it.

It was a tearful expression, as if he was still crying.

This person, or rather, this monster.

Wu Wang had met him.

I saw it in the footage after the [Wilderness Village Chronicles] instance ended.

The crying-face monster has come to life.

(End of this chapter)