Warning! The evil god's minions are invading the eerie dungeon.

"If you are truly descendants of the old world, then you should be on the same side as us to fight against the supernatural. Why do you quietly go behind the scenes instead of openly admitting it?"

Even if you're worried about causing public panic, you could just seek cooperation with the authorities, right? That shouldn't be difficult for you.

Moreover, the very reason these relics are relics of the past is because they still couldn't stop the eerie invasion. Why are you so obsessed with collecting them?

Upon hearing this, Blood Eye fell silent for some reason, and the expression on his face gradually disappeared, becoming expressionless.

After a long while, he finally let out a soft breath:

"Because my world was breached by a bizarre internal entity."

"What?"

Liu Dao couldn't understand what the other person meant for a moment.

Bloodshot Eyes raised his hand and pointed to his bloodshot eyes:

"Among the strange creatures, there are some that seem to possess the ability to pollute or parasitize."

Our world, originally based on coastal defenses, was in a relatively stable stalemate in the face of this strange invasion.

until that day.

An entity we had never seen before appeared outside the defensive line.

The coastline was shrouded and swallowed by darkness, and everything that entered the darkness disappeared like a pencil drawing erased by an eraser.

In the darkness, countless blood-red vertical eyes appeared, the smallest of which was as large as a warship in diameter.

Those blood-red, vertically-eyed creatures glanced at the humans from afar, across the defensive line.

Then, human civilization collapsed.

Blood Eyes closed his eyes slightly, as if recalling that terrifying and bizarre bloody disaster.

"The soldiers on duty picked up their weapons and attacked each other, while the reinforcements unleashed all their skills on their allies."

In the utterly collapsed city, fathers and sons who fought together were killing each other, trying to snap each other's necks like enemies; mothers were throwing their infant babies into fish tanks full of water; and the guardians of the defense system, after failing to shut down the system on their own, forcibly paralyzed it by self-destruction.

We don't know what that being that could cause the collapse of human civilization with just a glance is; we can only give it—no, give it a code name.

"Evil God".

The reason my eyes are like this is a consequence of that great catastrophe. If I hadn't used a memetic weapon—a pinnacle of our civilization—at the very end to cleanse my own consciousness, I would have snapped my own neck.

Even so, my eyes could never be restored.

Liu Dao and Xiao Yan were shocked by the bizarre scene described by Xue Yan. They stared at each other blankly, speechless.

"After arriving in your world, we learned that you have been invaded by a strange entity for almost a year, and we concluded that infected people must have infiltrated your society."

These infected people are, in a sense, akin to the bizarre.

We don't know if they have infiltrated various organizations and levels, but we do know that if we reveal our identity as descendants of the old world, we will soon be hunted down by them at all costs.

And that 'evil god'.

We cannot determine the conditions under which He appeared.

Perhaps we wouldn't be surprised if He has already partially invaded this world.

Therefore, we must operate covertly to collect relics from the Old World, so that we may have enough power to stop it all before the end of the world arrives.

"As for your second question."

"It's not that we shouldn't collect relics from the old world just because they failed to stop the invasion of the supernatural."

Its powerful effects are one aspect.

But what truly makes us so attached is another function of theirs.

Including Minecraft, many fallen worlds, in their despair, try to preserve some of their core technologies or capabilities in the hope that they might be able to help other worlds in the future. This is considered a kind of "inheritance".

The locations where these traditions are kept are usually difficult to find, and their state of existence is also difficult to describe.

Among the several places of heritage we know of so far, there is the "Blood Source of the Undying," which appears as a lake of blood, and the "River of Meditation," which is filled with the hands of the dead...

Oh right, Jia Yu, you should still remember this guy? Heh, after all, your current predicament is all because of him.

His skill, whose strength was clearly inconsistent with modern rankings, was a small part of the inheritance he unexpectedly obtained from the "River of Meditation".

To prevent the supernatural from taking it away, while giving humanity a chance to obtain it, these inheritances often have certain conditions for activation. Among these conditions, certain relics from the Old World are chosen as the keys to unlocking the inheritance.

We collect these keys so that we can unlock these "legacy" treasures.

This is also a benefit you can receive; if you are willing to help us, we will share these traditions with you.

Upon hearing this, Liu Dao's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but lick his lips, a greedy look of excitement appearing on his face.

Because of their long-term struggle against the supernatural, the Fallen World's technology and abilities are generally superior to those of real-world skills and sealed artifacts.

And the things that can be chosen by these worlds to be passed down are naturally the best of the best!

Jia Yu's "Utopian Thoughts" has fully confirmed this point.

For a moment, Liu Dao's expression showed struggle, revealing his inner turmoil.

Blood Eyes silently watched Liu Dao.

After a long while, Liu Dao let out a soft breath, as if admonishing himself:

"Given the current situation, it won't be long before my guild is completely destroyed by Qi Xie and the Weird Special Forces."

Judging from the former's growth rate and the latter's influence in the travel community.

If we don't find a way to increase our strength, we're just facing a slow death.

I promise you.

Upon hearing this, Blood Eyes finally breathed a sigh of relief and managed a smile.

"but,"

Liu Dao suddenly spoke up:

"I have a condition."

"What?"

Bloodshot eyes furrowed at the corners of his brows.

"The [Mirror Realm] is still in your hands, isn't it? Return it to me; I need it to maintain the stability of this instance where my headquarters is located."

Liu the thief said:

"We can only cooperate if you agree to this."

"What did I think?"

Blood Eyes breathed a sigh of relief:

"no problem."

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