I broke the horror game

Copy - the underworld!

Somewhere, in a humid valley, a group of fierce ghosts were sitting together. In the middle was a large pot with steaming blood in it, and a burning will-o'-the-wisp under the pot.

Not far away, a fierce ghost came over carrying a basket.

Seeing this, the other fierce ghosts moved out of the way.

"Lao San, how are the goods this time?" One of the fierce ghosts looked at the so-called Lao San.

The third child is an old ghost with a plain appearance, one eye is blind, his mouth is a little crooked, and there is a hole in his head. Every time he takes a step, some of his brains will spill out.

They didn't pay any attention to these fierce ghosts, and all their eyes were focused on the basket carried by the third child.

Whether there is anything for the pot depends entirely on what Lao San brings this time.

"Hey, the goods this time are better than last time." Lao San walked to the pot, put down the basket, and lifted the white cloth covering it.

A gnawed human leg is revealed.

The third child picked up the human leg and gave the other fierce ghosts a proud look: "This leg belongs to a bug that just came in. When I went there, the bug had been eaten and only one leg was left. Then I

I just picked it up secretly, how about it?"

"Okay, Third Brother, you can pick up this kind of legs." The other fierce ghosts almost cried out.

In the past, the legs picked up by the third child didn't have much meat, and there was basically some shredded meat left. They just drank some soup to try it out. Legs like this, which were almost full of meat, could only be eaten a few times a year.

"Quick, quick, get in the pot." Some fierce ghosts couldn't wait any longer.

"Don't worry, there are still good things." The third child chuckled, showing his big yellow teeth, and threw the leg into the pot.

Soon, the third child took out another arm from the basket, which was almost complete.

"Holy shit, a complete hand?" The other fierce ghosts gasped: "Third brother, you didn't steal some adult's food, did you?"

The underworld is different from other dungeons. It is very difficult for the ghosts in it to take a bite of insect flesh.

Unless you are extremely strong.

Otherwise, you can only pick up the leftovers from other big ghosts.

Lao San and these fierce ghosts belong to a group, a scavenging group. Of course, scavenging does not mean picking up garbage, but picking up human flesh that the big ghosts have not eaten or left behind.

Generally speaking, complete arms like this rarely appear, and even if they do appear, they will be snapped up instantly.

The third child had just entered the Fierce Ghost, so it was impossible for him to snatch away other Fierce Ghosts, so they wondered whether the third child had stolen some adult's food.

If that adult finds out, they will all die.

"Third brother, hurry up and send these insect meat back. We don't want to offend those adults for some food."

"Yes, send it back quickly."

The fierce ghosts who were originally greedy wiped the saliva from the corners of their mouths, not daring to think anything about the meat.

"Hey, what are you afraid of?" Lao San saw through their thoughts at a glance: "Don't worry, I didn't steal the meat. I just saw some insects fighting among themselves, and then I picked some back up."

"Really?" Hearing the third child say this, the other fierce ghosts breathed a sigh of relief.

"Of course it's true. I don't have the courage to steal those adults' food."

"That's good, then quickly throw all this meat into the pot and stew it in one pot."

The third child didn't hesitate and threw his arm directly into the pot.

Then, Luo San took out some meat from the basket.

However, the meat this time was not as good as the previous ones. It was basically just bones and some carrion.

Throw it all in.

Soon, a smell that was very fragrant to a fierce ghost wafted out of the pot.

"Finally we have some meat to eat." Seven or eight fierce ghosts sat around the cauldron again.

"I couldn't eat so much meat during the Chinese New Year before. This time, it's all thanks to Laosan."

"Hehe." The third child said with an embarrassed look on the back of his head, "I just met him, I'm lucky."

"Later, the third child will eat more meat and we can drink more soup."

"Yes, yes."

The other fierce ghosts had no objection and waited quietly for the moment when it was cooked.

A few minutes passed, and the smell of meat filled the air. All the fierce ghosts got up and prepared to eat.

But at this moment, one of the fierce ghosts suddenly said: "Did you hear anything?"

"Sound?" The other fierce ghosts looked at each other, then looked at the speaking fierce ghost: "What is the sound?"

"It's like, well, it's like... there's a sound of something falling from the sky." The fierce ghost said, subconsciously looking up to the sky.

The same goes for other fierce ghosts.

What catches the eye is a black dot.

It was small at first.

Instantly becomes several times larger.

All the fierce ghosts' pupils shrank.

But before they could react, they heard a loud noise and the original black dots fell into their pot with a bang. Suddenly, the pot that had been used for who knows how many years fell into pieces.

Blood flowed all over the ground, making the valley even more humid.

The cooked meat and soil inside were mixed together.

This sudden scene made their already poor situation worse.

All the fierce ghosts suddenly turned red.

He looked fiercely at the instigator who fell from the sky.

It's just that the instigator looked a little confused at this time.

Luo Yi is indeed a little confused now.

He wanted to ask, who am I and where am I?

He remembered that Luo Yiyi was about to commit violence against him, but at the critical moment, the Goubi system came out and saved his life.

He heard a three-two-one call coming from the system, and then his whole body felt weightless. The feeling of weightlessness only disappeared now.

It should have been transferred to the copy.

He remembered that at the last moment, the system prompted a copy of this time.

It seems to be a hell-level copy - the underworld!

"Hell level?"

Luo Yiyi was startled, and then couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Copies have levels.

They are novice level, normal level, difficult level, nightmare level, hell level and death level.

Generally speaking, the dungeons that players enter are novice level and ordinary level.

The more difficult level is the difficulty level.

Further up is the nightmare level, and existences like the Little Ghost King can already appear in nightmare level dungeons.

As for Hell Level and Death Level, these dungeons will 100% contain the Ghost King.

Even more than one.

More importantly, the clearance rate for this type of copy is extremely low.

It is no exaggeration to say that there is only a 99% mortality rate, and the remaining 1% is the survival rate.

He originally thought that this time the Goubi system had done something good and saved him from Luo Yiyi.

Who would have thought that this dog-fighting system wanted to kill him.

How can he clear a copy of this level of difficulty when he is alone?

Headache!

Luo Yi sighed, and only then did he notice his condition. His whole body seemed to be wet.

"Why are you wet?"

He frowned, stood up and shook the water off his body. Some pieces of meat that didn't know where they came from hung on his body and were thrown to the ground.

"Um?"

When he threw the minced meat on the ground, he clearly felt something was wrong.

There is murderous intent.

He quickly looked around, and when he saw clearly, he was stunned.

What is going on?

Seven or eight fierce ghosts surrounded him, their eyes were red, and they looked like they were going to fight him desperately.