My players are too fierce!

The instance, [Doomsday (Part 1)]

Hakimed and his companion went downstairs.

Upon seeing the two, Ah Wei sped up the process of distributing the food.

At this moment, Marcus also led the last three surviving members of the first squad back to the church.

"So, did you find anything?"

The swordsman jumped down from the ammunition box and hurriedly asked.

Ah Wei and Kashima also joined in.

Hakimes explained both the discovery and the speculation made upstairs.

But now there's a new problem.

How can we get nuns to make a voluntary sacrifice?

"This is indeed a difficult situation..."

The group fell silent.

I'm afraid Kashima's speaking skills aren't good enough to distort the truth.

"Or...should we just tell her the truth?"

Ah Wei suggested that she didn't want to lie.

"No! We can't let the NPCs realize they're part of the instance!"

Hakimed immediately rejected the idea.

"You all saw it, right? That bird-beaked doctor! He just guessed we came from outside the instance, and then he committed suicide!"

"If the dungeon NPCs knew I was in a dungeon, things would definitely get out of control!"

"Then... how can we convince her that she needs to be sacrificed to keep this light barrier going?"

Ah Wei said.

This problem has returned to its starting point.

"Are you saying... that sacrificing me alone will save everyone?"

The swordsman loosened his grip on the sword slightly.

Isa stood behind the group.

The basket in her hand was empty.

She overheard Awei and the others' discussion, but only heard the latter part.

That is, sacrifice her to save the church.

Hakimed was at a loss for words.

Because he wasn't sure whether changing the second playthrough's process to such an extent, so completely opposite to the first playthrough, was right or wrong.

He wasn't sure, but he could try again and again.

But... these NPCs will all start over.

It's all because the game's AI is too realistic!

The only response is silence.

"Then take me there."

All the plans I had in mind became meaningless under this sentence.

The goal has been achieved, and no one's conscience will be condemned anymore.

This is good.

Is it really...okay?

David quietly opened one eye of the notebook at his waist, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

He sensed a slight flaw in his master's defenses.

It was so obvious that even that sand-like soul couldn't be concealed.

There's plenty of time...hehehe...

The eyeballs then disappeared.

Hakimed and David led Isa to the brazier on the second floor.

On the first floor, Ah Wei handed the last piece of bread to a soldier.

clang--

A bell tolled in the distance.

hum-

Before Isha, the light barrier shattered, the brazier went out, and a monster in the distance let out a piercing howl!

"See?" Hakimed said helplessly, "This is the key to our comeback."

Reverse the course of the game, not the fate of the church.

Isa closed her eyes, leaned back, and fell into the brazier.

There were no screams, no wails, and no regrets; only a sense of relief filled her eyes.

So... back then... was there really a second solution...?

In an instant, a thought that did not belong to her descended upon this place.

Then, she turned to ashes.

The brazier was relit!

The light screen unfolds again!

Downstairs, the momentum of the monsters rushing towards the front line suddenly weakened!

"Fire!"

Round after round of volleys repelled the monster's offensive.

[The hidden route in the second phase has been confirmed to have been triggered...]

[Instance simulation in progress...]

Several lines of prompts appeared before the five people.

They realized something was wrong and gathered in the nave of the church.

[Instance simulation complete.]

[The conditions for completing the second stage of the hidden content have been met!]

Phase 3 has begun!

Clang—Clang—

Two chimes rang out.

The monster's attack stopped.

Amidst the waves of monsters, the church stood like a reef, stubbornly withstanding wave after wave of attacks.

The strange tide has receded.

only...

The distant gray fog drew ever closer, almost pressing the light curtain into the interior of the church.

"What is this thing?"

"have no idea."

The soldiers' noisy chatter reached Hakimed's ears.

The current fog is not an invisible wall!

It actually exists in this instance!

A huge shadow was vaguely moving in the gray fog, slowly approaching the church.

The ground trembled with the movement of that thing.

The fear of the unknown nearly overwhelmed everyone's nerves.

The shadow stopped.

"Swordsman! Take it!"

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Kashima handed the bottle of potion, Wrath, to the swordsman.

"Drink it! Quickly!"

Just as the swordsman was gulping down the rusty-tasting medicine...

A scarlet tentacle with an eyeball several meters in diameter at the end emerged from the gray fog and entered the church.

The light curtain was like a thin film, completely useless, and shattered in an instant.

"Awooooo!"

"Waaah—"

Wherever the whiskers' gaze fell, distortions were everywhere.

The comrade-in-arms who was just fighting alongside the swordsman has turned into a living lump of mud in an instant.

The four players other than the swordsman were immediately eliminated.

Even Marcus froze in place, his sword-wielding hand twisting into tentacles, contorting with the metal into a tentacle sword.

The entire church has been transformed into purgatory!

And this was simply because some being glanced at this place.

Then, the eyeball tentacles left the church, and the huge shadow in the gray fog moved on in an unknown direction.

[Rationality -70 (-95%)]

[Status: Rage]

[WARNING! The skill gap between the player and the target is too large! Please challenge with caution!]

[WARNING! Cognitive filter is about to overload!]

"Ah...ah!"

The swordsman's skin was burning red, and the blood seeping from his pores spontaneously combusted.

Burning blood flowed down his arm and onto the broken sword.

An inexplicable anger nearly consumed his reason, but he was still alive.

He and Marcus are now the only two things standing in the church.

Yes, things.

A blood-soaked man wielding a flaming sword, and a tentacle-like monster with writhing skin.

Tearing apart the enemy before them was the only motivation that kept the swordsman and Marcus standing.

[Exploration progress of this dungeon: 100%!]

Current number of players: 1/5

[Rating: Perfect!]

[The instance is about to collapse. Players, please prepare!]

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Getaway

Shortly after the five entered the instance.

The dazzling toad took off its long-awaited new equipment and put on a beginner's black robe.

The reason is simple: this mission carries a high risk of death.

Unbound equipment will drop upon death.

It's okay if the other person dies, but it's heartbreaking if the equipment can't be retrieved.

Holding a torch, we arrived at the entrance to the church cellar.

The giant rat's corpse had vanished, seemingly dragged into the darkness of the secret passage by something.

He swallowed hard and stepped into the darkness of the secret passage with trembling feet.

He held up the oily green torch with one hand and supported Qiang with the other.

The sensation I felt on my hand wasn't slippery rocks or some kind of flesh or blood.

It's a complete, smooth, cold thing!

The toad raised the torch and looked inside, only to find it was a ceramic tile?

He remembered seeing a secret stone passage dug out of the mountains in the game.

The sound of flowing water reached my ears.

He stretched the torch forward—

He is currently in a sewer.

Above his head, several oily green eyes were silently observing him.

She coveted him.