What to do if you're forced to marry a demon king's daughter in a horror game?

The entrance to the Haunted Club.

Another group of players had already arrived.

"Wow, this dungeon is way too awesome! I've already encountered three different groups of players!"

"Hahaha……"

"This is the first time I've seen so many level 50 players in the same instance, there are three of them!"

"Hey, crow, don't let your guard down, the death rate in this dungeon is very high."

"Alright, alright, Sparrow, I was just venting. The weapon is out now."

Level 50 players tend not to gather in the same dungeon to avoid being carried by other newbie players.

However, in Wuliang City at this moment, it's hard to say who is clinging to whose coattails.

There are not only three level 50 players here, but the lowest level among the remaining players is level 35.

As everyone knows, level 30 is a huge dividing line here.

People below level 30 are easily killed by monsters, but if you manage to reach level 30, you'll have some backup plans to save your life.

Over time, they stopped taking the dungeons too seriously.

So what if it's hell level?

As long as a single strike doesn't guarantee a kill, they still have a chance to retaliate.

"What were the mission requirements again?"

"Ah, isn't it just climbing to the top of the Haunted Club?"

"I've been to this haunted club more than ten times. Coming here feels like coming home. Oh my, I love it here."

"But didn't you notice how deathly silent the Haunted Club was today?"

After these words were spoken, the players fell silent for a moment.

Ah, indeed.

Today, the Haunted Club exudes a terrifying aura that says, "I'm going to wipe you all out."

"That's enough joking around."

The female player named Sparrow pushed up her glasses.

She took out her weapon and immediately activated her strongest buff.

"Everyone, perk up and come inside."

They had just entered the club's gates when Old Zhao arrived on his motorcycle with a roar.

"Hey! Don't just go in like that... Hey!"

However, he was too late.

The figures of those players had already been swallowed by the darkness, and no matter how much he shouted, it was to no avail.

As he watched the players' backs, he felt as if he were seeing that fierce battle from two years ago.

"Could history be repeating itself?"

"Do not……"

"I will not let them die in vain again."

Old Zhao let out a breath and took out a blood-red hourglass from his backpack.

When all else fails, he sacrifices himself to save the lives of these young people!

He gripped the hourglass tightly.

Take a step forward.

"It's time to face our destiny and the future of humanity."

……

Inside the Ghost Club.

The Demon King, Ryoko, and Natsume are almost at the top floor.

But here, they encountered a wall of utterly disgusting corpses!

"Judging by its thickness, it's at least ten meters thick." The Ghost King sighed, squatted down, and rested his chin on his hand. "I say, Divine Envoy, why don't you come and do some purification or something? Then we can pass through in no time!"

"What purification? Lord Ghost King could shatter it with a single punch."

Ryoko wouldn't give her the chance to take advantage of her.

"Could it be that Lord Ghost King is weakened?"

"That's right, I'm weak."

The Ghost King glared at her defiantly and said, "It was me who fought that female corpse just now, not you! That thing was incredibly strong, wouldn't I get tired?"

Ryoko shrugged: "But I was the one who cleared the way all the way. Do you think it wasn't tiring to break through more than a hundred formations?"

Very well, the two have entered a state of mutual dislike again.

"At this moment, if only we could get Izumo to come and have her temporarily shut down these formations, that would be great."

Miss Ghost King rubbed her throbbing fist.

"What a pity, I should have gotten her contact information."

Ryoko snorted coldly: "Xiaoyu isn't here. She won't come at all, and she might even mock you."

Ghost King: "..."

This is true.

Izumo clan dreamed of seeing her humiliated, so why would they come?

"So, what do we do now?"

Ryoko knew very well that they had both reached their limits.

The disgusting thing about these formations is that they can devour ghost energy, and the more you struggle inside, the more ghost energy they consume.

Even with their god-like reserves of ghostly energy, they couldn't withstand such manipulation.

Having learned their lesson here before, the two of them were really too scared to rush in now.

Otherwise, even if they don't die, they'll still get a few beatings.

Xia Mai, who was squatting in the corner, timidly raised her hand and said, "Two big shots, perhaps you need me... to help you replenish your energy?"

"Need not."

"No need."

Now, the two of them are united again.

No matter how weak they are, they will not accept help from a human unless that human is Xiaoyu.

"Get up, you foolish fox, there's no turning back now."

Miss Ghost King rubbed her fists and stood up.

"After I finish this job, I'm going to get a good scrubbing back in the bathroom!"

Just as she rolled up her sleeves, preparing to dig through the pile of corpses with her bare hands...

Xia Mai called out again, "Boss! Boss, there's something that looks like a supply pack over here!"

"Ok?"

The Ghost King turned to look at her and saw her carrying something that looked like a medkit from a game.

"This should be very useful!"

Xia Mai opened the box, took out two vials of medicine, and handed them to the Ghost King and Liang Zi respectively.

The Ghost King frowned: "How could this suddenly appear?"

Ryoko took the medicine and handed it to Natsume: "Tell me, what's written on the medicine you saw?"

"Hmm! Reporting to the boss, it says here... 'This is the City Lord's aid, only for the City Lord's followers, and can fully revive someone!'"

After reading it aloud, Xia Mai handed the medicine to Liang Zi once again.

His eyes sparkled.

"Boss, please use this, it will definitely help!"

Ghost King: "..."

Ryoko: "..."

The two women looked at each other, their feelings complicated.

Not right.

Based on the information they had, the appearance of such a thing meant that the city lord had made a choice to sacrifice himself!

Does that mean that something unexpected happened to Xiaoyu?

Upon realizing this possibility, the Ghost King's expression instantly turned gloomy.

She turned to leave, but Ryoko stopped her again.

"I left a paper doll on Xiaoyu. If anything happens to her, the paper doll will call out to her."

As she spoke, Ryoko sighed again.

"Lord Ghost King, please be more composed. Don't let such a small matter throw you off balance."

The Ghost King, his inner turmoil exposed, snorted, turned around somewhat awkwardly, unscrewed the potion, and drank it all in one gulp.

After regaining her strength in an instant, she raised her hand, made a flower-picking gesture, and shattered the thick wall with a single blow.

"I'm not panicking."

She brushed her long hair behind her ear and tied it back up neatly.

"Keep up, you stupid fox, and that human too."