Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Xia Kai couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath.

If that kind of power were to hit him, to put it mildly, he would be torn to pieces.

If Napoleon's musketeers had had this kind of power, they would have unified not only Europe, but also Antarctica.

"Hey, system, are you sure you're not mistaken? Is this the kind of dungeon a newbie like me should be doing? If you want me dead, just kill me. You don't need to make it so complicated."

While Xia Kai was spewing trash talk, it didn't stop him from escaping.

Even in the Ardan Cemetery, a terrain that locals find complex, he traversed it with ease.

This was thanks to the tough folk customs of his hometown. Although he was a test-taker and didn't learn how to fight, he still managed to develop the skill of running away.

"Crack!"

There was another sound.

This time, Xia Kai didn't gamble that the other party was aiming at his head; instead, he simply pulled out an empty magazine.

Name: Thirsty Empty Magazine (Disposable)

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: When used, it can draw bullets that are attacking the player into the magazine."

"Note: Quickly use your .50 bullet to shove it into the slot of my .38."

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

Xia Kai took out the magazine but didn't hold it in his hand; instead, he threw it directly into the air.

The silver bullet left the barrel and flew towards the magazine like a straight man who had been in jail for several years.

The large bullet pierced the magazine's inlet, and the thin metal magazine immediately deformed and shattered.

In a daze, Xia Kai seemed to hear a satisfied groan.

He had used up another item, and his heart was bleeding.

He had to go to great lengths to get these in the last dungeon.

The reason Xia Kai acted so decisively was not only due to his own personality, but also because of the advice given to him by the veteran player who had cleared the dungeon three times in the previous instance.

"Your journey to obtain these items may be fraught with peril, but if you are unwilling to use them, it will be a certain death."

The veteran said this while eating the lavish meal Xia Kai had provided for him.

But even if Xia Kai is willing to use his resources, this escape is not a solution.

He'll run out of items sooner or later. Even if he successfully completes this dungeon, what will he do for the next one?

He didn't think his current dungeon would get a high rating, and he estimated the next dungeon wouldn't be any less difficult.

Just as Xia Kai was pondering whether to leave the cemetery directly or try to kill Father John using the items in his hand, footsteps suddenly came from not far away.

He turned his head to look, and then screamed "Holy crap!" in his mind.

A humanoid monster with four tentacles and a seaweed-like head was walking towards them. It was wearing a yellow vest over a blue uniform, and a bright yellow cloak draped over its back, making it look indescribably eerie.

Beside the monster were two humans: a tired-looking middle-aged man and a little girl who looked like a doll.

What's this? A monster and its food?

"It's all over, we're surrounded by enemies."

Xia Kai was inwardly groaning.

Just as he was contemplating whether to let Father John chop him to death with an axe, or to go to the tentacle monster to offer himself as a food supply, or simply commit suicide by crashing into a tombstone, a system notification suddenly sounded.

"Other players detected, calculating the current situation."

"Calculation complete. Player mode changed to normal mode. There will be no reward or penalty for player kills."

"Player?"

Xia Kai's eyes widened, and then he realized that the tentacle monster was also looking at him.

"Boss, save my life!"

He yelled and lunged at the tentacle monster.

"what?"

Liu Zheng naturally heard the system notification, and then he was completely confused.

Wasn't he supposed to be playing solo in the dungeon? How come he encountered other players again?

With that thought in mind, he asked it directly.

However, the system did not provide an explanation.

However, Liu Zheng probably guessed something.

The number of players in the instance should refer to the number of players in his instance. Now that he has left the metropolis, it is equivalent to leaving the original instance area. The chubby guy running towards him should be a player from the Atlantis instance area.

"Stop!"

He took out the hunter's flintlock pistol from the system space, then aimed it at the chubby boy and shouted.

One should always be wary of others. Although Liu Zheng did not feel threatened by the other party, he could not simply let the other party get close.

"Boss, I mean no harm. I'm just being chased by monsters and I need your help."

Xia Kai quickly stopped, then raised his hands and said pitifully.

"Pursuit?"

Liu Zheng looked behind him.

It wasn't just Xia Kai who stopped; the hunter who had been chasing him also stopped.

The blood-stained axe trembled slightly, whether from fear or excitement, it was hard to tell.

"father!"

Fura suddenly cried out excitedly.

“I found it.”

Liu Zheng was somewhat surprised.

Father John looked up when he heard his daughter's voice.

The face, which had been hidden by the top hat, was finally fully exposed to the moonlight.

His face was covered by a thicket of hair like wild grass, and hot breath escaped from his open mouth, but it couldn't hide his sharp canine teeth.

"Fura?"

Father John looked blankly in his daughter's direction and called out hesitantly.

"It's me, Dad. Mom came out looking for you, have you seen her?"

"Fura asked loudly."

"Fura, can you hear me?"

Father John did not answer his daughter's question, but instead asked her one in return.

"What did you hear, Dad?"

"They are singing, they are singing in my blood. Oh no, no no, they are the blood, the blood is singing!"

Father John's voice suddenly rose in pitch.

Then, his gaze went straight to Liu Zheng.

“What I see is a stranger like me. You don’t smell of blood, but you can’t fool me. Something’s wrong with you. Stay away from my daughter!”

Father John suddenly raised his rifle and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Liu Zheng brandished his butcher's knife and stood in front of him.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the clanging of metal echoed through the night sky.

The mercury bullet was deflected by the butcher's knife and shot into a nearby dead tree.

"Looks like your dad needs a good beating to wake him up."

He shrugged.

"Can you please not kill my father?"

Fran had tears in her eyes, but she did not pull Liu Zheng away.

"That depends on whether he's looking for death. You, stay where you are and don't move. If you move a finger, I'll blow your head off."

Liu Zheng raised a tentacle finger and pointed it at Xia Kai, then walked towards Father John with the butcher's knife in hand.

Chapter 268 Stand still

Father John watched as the other person walked toward him.

That magical perception constructed the image of the other person in his mind.

Even in his hometown, the other person's attire was considered too unconventional, let alone in Atlanta, where the style tends to be conservative.

Moreover, there seemed to be a shadow hanging over the other party.

"A cowardly fellow who hides his true colors."

Father John muttered something and gripped his long-handled axe tighter.

The meat saw, the spiral staff, and the long-handled axe are the three most commonly used weapons by workshop hunters.

The threaded staff and the long-handled axe are weapons that only experienced people can master; if used improperly, they can even injure oneself.

Unlike the spiral staff, which is known for its elegance and agility, the long-handled axe symbolizes pure destruction and violence.

Because it is pure, it is efficient.

For Father John, being a hunter was just a job; it was a way for him to earn money and protect his family.

Therefore, he was transferred to the area he was in charge of, which was the closest cemetery to his home in Adan.

Father John would come here every night he was on duty.

He would kill all the wild beasts as quickly as possible, then return home as quickly as possible to enjoy time with his family.

And tonight is no exception.

Regardless of how the other party tricked Fura, he would kill the other party, take his daughter home, and instruct his wife to keep an eye on her.

By the way, where is his wife, Shirley?

A question suddenly popped into Father John's mind, and then his brain seemed to boil over.

"what!!!"

He let out a painful howl as his canine teeth grew out again, and more hair covered his face.

The song in his blood rose even higher, suppressing all of Father John's thoughts.

They said.

"Hunter, hunter, you don't need to suffer so much."

"Hunter, hunter, the song will guide you on your way."

"Hunter, hunter, your weapon thirsts for slaughter."

"Hunter, hunter, fill the void with blood."

"Blood, yes, I need more blood. It's so fresh, so sweet."

Father John stuck out his tongue and licked his sharp canine teeth, scraping a bloody groove from the tip of his tongue.

The metallic taste of blood stimulated his taste buds, yet it also made him feel even more empty.

"Beasts roam everywhere, and sooner or later you'll become one of them!"

John roared and charged at the strange figure, brandishing his long-handled axe.

"Are you talking about yourself?"