Nobody told me this wasn't a game.

The next second, he stopped again and turned to look at the gate.

Chen Xinshui asked, "Brother Bei, what's wrong? Are you worried that there are too many enemies outside and it will be difficult to escape? I actually think it's not a good idea either. It might be better to wait until late at night to take action."

"no no……"

Zuo Chang thought for a moment, then said, "How about we go through the main entrance? I want to test how 'intelligent' those people at the gate are."

What is intelligence?

"come here."

Zuo Chang led Chen Xinshui to the courtyard behind the main gate. Two groups of people were stationed in the courtyard.

On one side were General Song Zhen's imperial guards, led by none other than the Iron Lady they had met before.

As Zuo Chang approached, the Iron Lady said, "Mr. Beethoven, please rest assured. With our Imperial Guard here, the guesthouse will be safe! However... if you leave the guesthouse, we will no longer provide you with any protection. General Song Zhen is unwilling to directly break ties with the Aloe Clan—although in my opinion, it is already tantamount to a state of war."

On the other side were the family soldiers of Fankou.

Zuo Chang approached the leader, who looked distressed and gave Zuo Chang a disapproving look: "Mr. Beethoven, I don't understand why Mr. Fan Kou would provide you with protection? Going against the Aloe Clan... He's lost his mind, and it's costing me my life!"

Zuo Chang frowned: "You have a lot of objections!"

The man ignored him and sighed to himself.

Chen Xinshui followed behind Zuo Chang and asked curiously, "Brother Bei, are all these NPCs?"

Zuo Chang nodded: "Yes."

"No wonder he's so honest..."

Chen Xinshui sighed as he followed Zuo Chang to the main gate.

The guesthouse doors were open, and across the street stood more than twenty armored soldiers. These soldiers had white stripes on their arms and held knives in their hands; each one looked fierce and menacing, seemingly not to be trifled with.

They saw Zuo Chang, but neither attacked nor made a sound.

Just as he was wondering, Chen Xinshui saw Zuo Chang condense a pure white magic orb in his hand. He found a target nearby and raised his hand to activate it.

The magic ball flew straight toward the man's face, exploded with a bang, and left a black mark on his face.

"court death!"

"Who are you? You dare to attack the armored warriors of the Aloe Clan!"

With a series of clanging sounds, Chen Xinshui saw that twenty armored soldiers opposite him had drawn their weapons and were charging fiercely at him!

He instinctively gripped the longbow in his hand, but Zuo Chang pulled and dragged him into the courtyard.

The soldiers were highly skilled, and in the blink of an eye, the first one stepped into the courtyard. He looked up and saw that Zuo Chang was already hiding behind the Imperial Guards.

Upon seeing the intruder, the Iron Lady drew her sword and cried out, "Intruders! Feel the fury of the Royal Guard!"

"kill!"

Like a torrent, at the Iron Lady's command, the Imperial Guards in the courtyard swarmed forward and clashed with the armored soldiers who rushed in.

"This……"

Chen Xinshui stared blankly at the scene before him, clearly unable to accept it: "Brother Bei, this..."

Zuo Chang remained very calm: "It feels unreal, right? The Imperial Guards shouldn't retaliate directly. In reality, the Iron Lady would definitely negotiate and warn first. Only after the negotiations break down and the warnings are ineffective would she take action. But we're in a dungeon now, this is the 'mechanic'."

Chen Xinshui frowned: "Mechanism?"

Zuo Chang nodded: "The mechanism overrides everything. The guesthouse is a safe house. Anyone who steps into the guesthouse area will be attacked by the Imperial Guard immediately. Moreover—under the effect of the mechanism, the Imperial Guard will be strengthened."

Chen Xinshui looked up and found that the Imperial Guards were indeed exceptionally brave and skilled.

In the short span of two sentences, the twenty armored warriors of the Aloe Clan were lying scattered on the ground; they had all been killed!

Chapter 325 A Strange Fit

in reality.

The guards in front of the guesthouse looked at the tightly closed gate with hostile eyes.

One of the men, growing increasingly uneasy, turned and asked, "Captain, are we just going to wait like this? What if Beethoven climbed over the wall and ran away?"

"He can't escape! He's offended the Aloe Clan, and he thinks he can leave Fog Edge City? He's dreaming!"

The captain gave a cold snort.

Another person said, "We have already laid a trap. Even if he has the ability to fly or burrow underground, he cannot escape our grasp! Let's wait patiently—hmm."

He was speaking when his heart suddenly clenched.

He initially thought it was just a stitch, but the pain in his chest grew increasingly severe, forcing him to bend over and clutch his heart: "What's wrong... I..."

"Goo!"

"Heart, heart..."

It's not just him.

Everyone present wore expressions of pain, with beads of sweat rolling down their foreheads.

As the first person fell to the ground, the others seemed to be inspired, and one after another they fell down, lying diagonally on the ground.

"Captain, look."

The second floor of the teahouse, a little further away.

The two soldiers on watch noticed the commotion at the entrance of the guesthouse. Why were they all lying down all of a sudden?

This is……

The man who had spoken became wary: "Were we ambushed?"

The captain slowly shook his head: "Impossible. There wasn't a sound at all, how could it be a sneak attack?"

The man hissed, "Could it be that he's been poisoned?"

Impossible!

There are indeed potent poisons that can instantly knock a group of people to the ground, but without exception, those poisons require magical catalysis; they are a type of skill.

Who could silently poison a large group of adventurers, all of whom were at least at the tenth level of cultivation?

Even the gods couldn't save us!

The captain frowned, then leaped forward, landing in front of the fallen soldier. He shouted, "Get up! What are you doing lying on the ground?"

no respond.

The captain kicked someone in the shoulder and was about to curse a few more times when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

He crouched down, reached out to check his pulse, and his expression changed drastically!

He instinctively turned around and stared in horror at the tightly closed doors of the guesthouse—

People die for no reason at all!

On the roof of the guesthouse, Fankou looked at everything before him, his face equally horrified.

He jumped off the roof and went back inside. The spacetime rift that had appeared out of nowhere was writhing, and the projected images on the walls were a live stream of the situation inside the instance.

Seeing his solemn expression and incredulous look in his eyes, Mayumi puffed out her chest and asked, "Senior Banguchi, how is it?"

He turned his mouth and slowly shook his head.

With a hint of astonishment, he asked, "I still find this incredible... People who die in 'weaving fate' will die in reality?"

Mayumi laughed, “You saw it with your own eyes. And it’s not just people, but buildings and objects too. The people Father and Chen Xinshui killed and the scenes they destroyed will all be replicated in reality. This is the transcendence of the weaving of fate; its blows come from a higher dimension.”

Arabian Nights!

Looking at the celestial being sitting in the chair, whose expression was so calm it was almost blank, Fan Kou asked, "Who...who is this young lady? Why does she possess such a powerful skill? This skill is simply...it's practically the exercise of a celestial's power! Twenty adventurers above the tenth realm! And they all died so easily!"

Mayumi became even more mysterious: "Is it possible that she is a goddess?"

"Ah?!"

"Just kidding, just kidding." Mayumi's lips curled up into a playful smile, and she winked mischievously. "Senpai, calm down."

I can't calm down!

What kind of force is this?

Regardless of whether this young lady is a goddess or not, the beautiful woman in front of us is the real Wind Goddess.

Bankou had lost the ability to think logically; he simply asked, "Ms. Mayumi, what do you think... I should do now?"

“What we need to do now is simply protect the scene.” Mayumi looked at the spacetime rift in the room. “Everyone can enter the instance through this rift. I can’t let irrelevant or even hostile personnel enter, lest they affect Father.”

Upon hearing this, Fan Kou's mind began to work.

After a moment's thought, he said, "It's probably not that simple. As young master Beethoven's progress continues, more and more people will die unnatural deaths. So many experts dying for no reason will definitely attract attention... It's aloe vera clan that's alright, but if General Song Zhen also becomes interested, I'm afraid this secret won't be able to be kept."

"Yes……"

Mayumi pondered for a moment, then looked at the Heavenly God: "Heavenly God, can spacetime rifts be moved?"

The god shook his head: "No. The spacetime rift is anchored to the Earth's core. If it is moved, the entire planet will shake. However, this instance is quite short. With Zuo Chang's abilities, he should be able to finish it quickly."

"Cough cough!"

Mayumi coughed.

"?"

The god looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Beethoven, Beethoven!"

Mayumi whispered a reminder.

The deity remained unmoved and said, "It's alright, this foreigner certainly won't say anything out of line."

Fan Kou stood frozen in place, not daring to utter a single word.

……

……

"Whoosh!"