Reincarnation Paradise: Giant Treasure Chest

"Want to buy something? Good stuff that can resist lightning and instant death? Only a few soul coins will do!"

Oona had just stopped on the second floor of an abandoned room when a furtive voice sounded in her ears.

"Who?" Ona released a cloud of poisonous mist in surprise, and placed the sea warrior she controlled in front of her as a puppet to block the knife.

A bald devil appeared from the deep night and said with a smile:

"I'm Rapp, a businessman! Do you want to buy anything?"

"Buy it!" Zuiyas' voice came from the cross on Ona's chest, making the decision for Ona.

Rapp immediately took out a shelf from somewhere, and a row of very suspicious junk appeared in front of Ona.

"I want them all!" Zuiyas's voice was heard again. Although Ona was puzzled, she still patted the jar. Mist quickly emerged from the Abyss Jar, intending to eat the entire shelf together with Lapu.

Lapu, who had a strange smell, jumped back and squatted in an instant, raised his shield to cover most of his body, and then threw a ball of shit at the jar.

The Abyss Jar accepted everything, but as soon as it swallowed the shit, it let out an angry vibration.

The bald devil ran away quickly in an instant.

Although a temporary agreement was reached, Ona was not the owner of the jar. The angry jar pulled Ona out of the building and chased her all the way to the street.

Ivia is not a devil. She only gives Hake and Sephiria working time during the day. So in order to reduce the fighting at night, Ivia filled the night of Anor Londo with Deharan warriors who are not as comprehensive as the Silver Knights but have more disgusting attack power and destructive power.

These headless big curved sword warriors wander in every dark corner like ghosts.

In addition, when Ivia was pacifying the Star Clan, she was deeply impressed by the romantic starlight in the sky.

Ivia replicated this starlight in the nighttime sky of Anor Londo, with a slight directional disorientation effect.

In short, it makes sense that people who look up at the sky at night will lose their sense of direction and become so engrossed in the beauty of the starry sky that they forget the path under their feet.

It is also very reasonable to get lost and walk into the encirclement of Deharan's Great Curved Sword Warriors.

Ivia watched as Jar and Ona chased after Lap and successfully ran into the encirclement of a dozen Deharan warriors, and shook her head helplessly.

Ona was also desperate. The Deharan warrior army was created to fight against the power of the abyss. The selection requirements were even more terrifying, and their resistance to the abyss was unparalleled.

The Abyss Jar was unable to quickly deal with the mad dog warrior who was smashing down with the great curved sword while protecting Ona.

When Ivia was fighting against the Deharan warrior, she started by slashing directly at the jumping and falling curved sword, knocking it away.

Ona didn't have that kind of strength, so she saw the follow-up to Deharan Warrior's move, the Mad Dog's seven consecutive hits.

The loud rumbling sound echoed in the silent night of Anor Londo all night long.

When the sun rose the next day, Ona escaped with the help of the jar.

"What a beautiful morning! Huck slept so well last night, and how about you?"

"Hubby, let's go to the podium and kill that bastard first, okay?"

"..."

Chapter 227 The Gradually Unfolding Malice

Ona's unfortunate experience has always been in Ivia's attention. Ivia finally noticed the bald demon who had sabotaged the last time he came to participate in the trial.

This bald demon was like a fish in water among the group of Deharan warriors, showing no signs of being attacked at all. In addition, he seemed very familiar with Anor Londo, which made Ivia start to search her memories hard.

Aiweiya finally remembered.

Anor Londo's sinking into the abyss did not happen overnight.

During the continuous sinking time, Ivia released many painting worlds one after another to let them float up to find a new world or escape.

The graves in the world where the Rat People live are all the graves of people who did not choose to leave in the end, and this Lap was one of the last people to leave Anor Londo and float up.

But Lap should not be his real name. The name of this bastard who likes to cheat and kick people for fun should be Patch.

So many of her tribesmen died one by one over the long years. The closest Ivia had ever been to an old friend was with Dolan Gureg, but none of them survived until now.

How could such a thing survive? Ivia was a little amused and helpless.

But looking at his confused look, this long life must not be without price.

Ivia's creations still remember the people who once belonged to Anor Londo, so they will not attack them proactively.

"Hake, Sephiria, don't give Lapu too much attention." Ivia quietly instructed the two hosts to prevent Lapu from attracting too much attention.

Then Ivia called two outsider Abyss Guardians, pointed at Lap on the screen, and asked them to remember this face and not to hurt this person.

Although Patch now remembers nothing and is still a bastard, he is Ivia's former subject after all. Just seeing him makes Ivia full of nostalgia for the past years. Without affecting the notarization, Ivia plans to give him something useful.

Everything went smoothly for Lap, who was having fun running around Anor Londo and picking up treasures, but the other trial participants were not so comfortable.

By the next day, Ivia's various arrangements began to surface.

First, the weather began to change, and the gray wind that blew from time to time brought with it a negative effect that weakened the healing effect.

Occasionally, a silver knight would step out of his fixed patrol area and grab a trial-taker and hack him around.

Then all kinds of monsters emerged from the ground.

Ivia personally added hidden attributes to these weak monsters, and even the strongest and most ruthless people were scratched by these red-skinned zombies.

Of course, these little monsters don't do much damage, they're just annoying.

Finally, the skeleton spirit beast on the underground floor jumped out of the ground, ran around on a random road in Anor Londo, and ate any contractors it came across.

This ninth-order top-level skeleton spirit beast also has the special ability to be broken and resurrected. Except for those with thick skin and flesh like the Demon Clan and the Watch Paradise, and those like the Sanctuary Paradise who can cast pure holy energy, the other trialists can only run away when they see the skeleton spirit beast.

All of this was caused by Ivia forcing the trial participants to go underground, and the skeleton beast was pointing out the location of the underground passage.

The trial participants realized this and began to actively explore the underground level.

Only someone as experienced as Henren knew that he must not follow Ivia's arrangements. He ignored the opinions of his two teammates and resolutely headed towards Ivia's Palace in the center of Anor Londo.

The ruthless man's mastery of powerful techniques allows him to easily defeat a lone Silver Knight. Once he encounters a group of Silver Knights, he will turn around and run away.

At noon when most people entered the dungeon to suffer, the ruthless man finally passed through the roof and arrived above the palace where Avia was.

Two silver knights stood on the eaves, one on the left and one on the right, guarding the roof passage.

The ruthless man finally felt familiar. Now he could move forward under the shooting of the two silver knights.

"You two wait here, especially you of the Feather Tribe. These knights all have dragon hunting attributes. If you encounter them, you will die."

After the ruthless man finished speaking, he drew his sword and walked onto the roof. The two silver knights immediately drew their bows and arrows.

Clang!

The ruthless man shot arrows left and right, and easily chopped off the attacking arrows on the narrow roof.

I suffered when I was at the ninth level, and I still suffered when I reached the strongest level. Wasn't my promotion to the strongest level in vain?

The next moment, the sound of whistling wind was heard, and arrows as thick as a ruthless man's head were shot from almost the other side of the royal city.

If you block it, you will die!

The ruthless man's perception gave him a frantic warning, and he dodged the thick arrow by rolling over in the extreme situation where the arrow was almost hitting his face, and fled back to the platform where his two teammates were waiting in a panic.

"Run!"

The missile-like arrow was not like the Silver Knight's. The trial-taker retreated to the platform and stopped pursuing. Instead, another giant arrow was shot over.

The Feathered Clan immediately switched to flying mode.

"Don't fly, land close to the ground!" The ruthless man gave advice while he and the Night Witch grabbed the calf of the Feather Clan warrior.

Although the Feather Clan didn't understand why the ruthless man didn't let her take off the whole time, she obediently stopped flying and glided away from the platform.

The next moment, dozens of thunder spears roared and hit the position on the platform where the three of them were previously standing.

The Feather Clan warrior's face turned green. These were all dragon-hunting thunder spears. One could paralyze her, and two would kill her.

The Feather Tribe obeyed obediently, gliding along the wind to the gap between the two buildings.

After landing, the ruthless man saw the dead end and the narrow path and continued to run away without stopping.

The ruthless man has proven his strength and experience, and his two teammates followed his lead immediately without asking why.

As soon as the three people escaped from the gap, they saw a bunch of black frogs blocking the entire dead end, spitting out ominous black mist.

"This way! Run this way!" A ratman's voice sounded in a building on the street.

Seeing that the three silver knights were about to surround them, the ruthless man didn't care whether the sound was a trap or not, and followed the sound into a building on the side of the road.

After the three of them got into the small room together, the army of Silver Knights also chased after them. The ruthless man saw the Silver Knights shining with silver light in the gap of the building, and angrily cursed Ivia in his heart for being a bad person.

This number of Silver Knights is enough to wipe out all the trial participants this time!

The remaining two teammates also held their breath and dared not speak.

If a real Silver Knight faced this situation, he would naturally check every household. However, for the sake of fairness, Ivia almost reduced the Silver Knights' perception and intelligence to the lowest level.

Therefore, in the tense atmosphere among the three people, the Silver Knights army finally found nothing and resumed their patrol routes.

"What kind of lunatic came up with this trial?" The Feathered Warrior sat down on the ground in fear and said angrily that the pressure from the Dragon Hunter made her bear greater pressure than her two teammates.

Then the Feather Clan warrior reacted and quickly spoke to remedy the situation:

"It must have been the work of the void scourge, the Meteorite!"

The ruthless man also took his hand away from the hilt of the knife. The strength of his teammates this time is another matter, but their obedience and reaction speed are still online.

The ruthless man finally had time to look around the hiding place.

It was a dilapidated, narrow room that exuded a foul odor. Apart from the door that the three of them had entered and closed, there seemed to be no other exit or entrance.

The ceiling was rotten and covered with mold, as if it would collapse at any moment.

The one who made the sound to rescue the three people was a rat-like man sitting in a wheelchair. In front of him was a pile of small flames and a pointed iron pot hanging above the flames. The unpleasant smell came from this iron pot.

Apart from that, the only things left in the room were a half-broken old bed against the wall and a snow scene painting hanging on the wall.

"How long has it been? I can't remember how long it has been. I finally saw some rational people in Anor Londri again!" The old ratman spoke weakly with tears in his eyes.

fnmdp!

How long has it been since I last came here!

The two teammates thought this might be a channel to obtain information and really planned to listen carefully.

The ruthless man knew that these rat people were all actors, so he drew his knife and threatened: