Infinite: Starting from Infiltrating Other Spaces

"Hey, this newbie looks unfamiliar. Which guild are you from?"

The boy raised his hand in greeting, but suddenly his eyes changed, and even the others turned their faces, looking him up and down with strange eyes.

A playful smile appeared on their faces, as if they were looking at a lamb to the slaughter, their eyes filled with impatient greed and joy.

Just as they were about to speak, the doors to the castle's banquet hall were pushed open once more, and several people filed in through the entrance.

The moment they stepped into the hall, a notification from the Temple of Light popped up.

[All attendees for the Bloodstained Castle Banquet have arrived; the banquet is about to begin.]

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1. Monthly pass 2. Recommendation vote

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Chapter 2, Round 1 (Bonus Chapter!)

The prompts for the Hall of Light kept refreshing in front of Li Xia's eyes:

[Executioner, you have joined the Crimson Feast via the 'Invitation to the Bloody Castle']

During the banquet, you must complete the host's game.

Emergency escape items and permission-based level-clearing items cannot be used during the banquet.

[Warning! This banquet is extremely dangerous!]

[Note! Bloodstained Castle is a separate location, and the Temple of Light cannot fully interfere with it.]

[Attention! This is based on the treaty signed between the Temple of Light and the Sixth Generation Producer *****]

The Crimson Banquet must not include games with a 100% certain death rate, nor games where apostles are guaranteed to die.

The Crimson Feast must maintain a minimum 1% chance of success compared to other modes.

Before the Crimson Feast begins, you can write down what you want on the invitation.

You will receive a record item after completing the banquet.

[Note: The requested item must be a specific item, equipment, consumable, etc., that matches the current rank, with a maximum quantity of 1.]

[Guests, please be seated. The banquet... is about to begin!]

The fluorescent white text gradually disappeared, and the candles that had been extinguished on the wall suddenly ignited at the same time. Even so, the empty hall still appeared quite dim.

The light from these candles was completely insufficient to illuminate the hall, instead adding to the eerie atmosphere.

"Boss, look!"

Awoo whispered, and the chairs that had been placed next to the long table had been quietly moved, as if welcoming everyone to take their seats.

Li Xia walked to the nearest chair, narrowed her eyes. The chair looked very exquisite, with an unusually high backrest and delicate patterns embroidered on the dark red cushion.

Even the armrests reflected the candlelight, and this chair... somehow looked strangely familiar.

It seems to have been during the second-tier advancement battle, when I killed that vampire and got the chair?

Li Xia pondered silently, then sat down in the chair. The moment he sat down, the chair moved slightly and slid silently toward the table.

He came to a steady stop beside the long table, glanced at the other apostles, and was also pulled to sit down in a chair.

The expressions on their faces varied, but the calmest was that of the blonde girl in the elaborate long dress. Indeed, as a vampire herself, she was clearly a member of the Eternal Night Pilgrimage.

Naturally, they wouldn't be afraid of their own guild's castle. If what Shenguang said is true, the Crimson Banquet has become a special place for the guild to distribute benefits to its members using its mechanisms.

The invitations to the Bloody Banquet are almost always in the hands of the guild, with only a small portion ending up in the wrong hands.

This place is a hell with a nine-out-of-ten chance of death for lone wolves and solo players, but for guilds it is a feast where the benefits outweigh the risks.

"Welcome, welcome, welcome..."

Suddenly, a soft, effeminate male voice with a hint of laughter came from ahead, and everyone abruptly raised their heads and turned their gazes toward the direction from which the voice came.

Before they knew it, an even more luxurious chair had appeared on the main seat, and a young man with a pale face and bloodshot eyes was sitting in it.

He rested his chin on one hand, crossed his legs, and his gaze seemed to be smiling, but the coldness and indifference in his eyes were not concealed.

"Welcome everyone to the banquet at Crimson Castle... I am the host of this banquet... and also the guardian left behind by the master in the castle..."

A strange smile appeared on his handsome, almost unreal face, like someone who had never smiled before stiffly trying to imitate someone else's smile.

"You may address me as Lord Bloodbat or His Excellency Bloodbat. Please note that as distinguished guests, you should practice good manners; this is a small courtesy I bestow upon each of you..."

A little bit of kindness and advice...

Blood Bat clapped his hands, and blood began to gurgle on the table in front of each person, spreading gently like a curtain of water, and finally coalescing into a red paper that looked like silk.

"According to the rules, before the banquet begins, you must write your name and what you want on a piece of paper. After the banquet ends, the guests who are still sitting here will receive what is written on the paper."

"It's also a small reward from you guys... to please me."

Bloodbat, still resting his chin on his hand, watched the apostles at the long table with interest, as if he had just remembered something:

"Oh, right, you can't use a pen, you have to use... your blood to write it."

Blood?

Li Xia frowned, looking at the red paper in front of him. It was red to begin with, so if it was written in blood, would the words be legible?

Moreover... he was very reluctant to hand over his blood, and even when he obtained blood in real life, he could analyze a lot of things.

Moreover, in such a strange and eerie place as the palace, some apostles could even cast curses upon obtaining blood.

but...

He took a deep breath, glanced around at the others again, and found that some had already started doing it without the slightest hesitation.

This is clearly a process that must be completed.

"Boss, how about we use my blood or the kitten's blood...?"

Awoo clearly shared the same concern and immediately suggested in a low voice:

"Need not."

Li Xia no longer hesitated. Since the Hall of Light had already said that the Crimson Banquet could not be designed to kill the apostles 100%, then there was no need to be afraid!

His thumbnail gently traced across his index finger, and under his deliberate control, a bead of red blood seeped from the wound, round and bright red, like a precious gemstone, emitting a faint light.

He pressed his finger on the paper, and a strange feeling welled up inside him, as if the paper had a life of its own and was eagerly sucking his blood.

Li Xia felt a chill run down his spine and looked up in the direction of the Blood Bat. He found that the Blood Bat was also looking at him, its pale face showing a hint of satisfaction and excitement, and even its scarlet eyes were glowing red.

Seemingly noticing Li Xia watching him, the Blood Bat actually raised its chin towards him, as if praising the ingredients, and sighed softly:

"A fine body. It has been a long time since I have tasted such sweet blood... I hope you die soon, and I will keep your body as my wine when I admire the moon."

"Then I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you."

Li Xia's fingers flew across the paper, but she hesitated for a moment when writing her name.

The moment I tried to remove my finger, the paper stuck firmly to it, as if it wouldn't let go.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and true qi surged forth instantly, radiating light from his index finger.

"squeak--!"

A sharp cry suddenly emanated from the red paper, before it floated back onto the table with a sense of resentment.

The three children felt a chill run down their spines as they watched this scene. The entire banquet was filled with an eerie atmosphere, not because the enemy was powerful, but because of the unknown that they didn't know what would happen next or what they would encounter.

The red blood was absorbed by the paper, and sure enough, no writing could be seen.

this--

Does it mean we have to rewrite it? Until we feed this paper with our blood?

Li Xia's mind raced as he tried to decipher the paper's purpose, when suddenly, a gruff voice came from the other side of the long table:

"Hey! Is there something wrong with this paper? It won't leave any trace after you write on it!"

The muscular, burly man held up his bleeding finger and said with dissatisfaction:

"I've written it several times already, are you kidding us?"

The entire hall suddenly fell silent. The apostle, who was engrossed in writing his name, looked up at the burly man with a mixture of astonishment, confusion, and even a hint of admiration.

"Why do you all see me that way? Am I wrong?"

The burly man looked at the others with suspicion and said with dissatisfaction:

"Especially you, you little dwarf, I've seen you write it several times already!"

The short apostle beside him froze, his gaze towards the burly man now carrying a hint of murderous intent, but it quickly turned into schadenfreude.

The Blood Bat, who had been sitting upright in the chair, had somehow sat up straight, his scarlet eyes coldly fixed on the burly man, and he sighed as if in regret.

"The truth is... I've made myself so clear... why are there still so many idiots..."

He raised a finger and made a light sweeping motion in the air.

The burly man's expression suddenly froze, and various colors of light flashed across his body, indicating that his life-saving items were being used passively.

But these lights were like a fleeting moment, colliding with an invisible force and flying around like sparks.

His expression gradually turned terrified, and he even began to plead, but it had no effect.

Under everyone's gaze, his head suddenly separated from his neck, and the avatar behind him trembled and shattered.

A fountain of blood gushed from his neck. The body of a fifth-order apostle was incredibly powerful; the fountain of blood shot into the sky and struck the chandelier above his head.

The flames of those candles did not go out the instant they came into contact with the blood; on the contrary, they seemed to have been doused with kerosene.

In the crackling firelight, the faint candle flame burned fiercely and wildly like a torch.

The light it emitted changed from its original orange-yellow to a blood-red light that made people feel uneasy and anxious.

The apostle's face showed horror as he stared in shock at the corpse still sitting upright in its chair, spraying blood into the sky.

A fifth-order apostle died just like that, before the entire banquet had even begun.

Even Li Xia's gaze turned solemn as he looked at the corpse.

An apostle who can obtain an invitation to the Crimson Castle, even if not a top-tier apostle, is definitely one of the strongest among those of the same rank.

In addition to their avatars, such apostles are extremely difficult to kill, and their avatars have a very high priority.

Being able to ignore an avatar and directly annihilate him, even if this Blood Bat was just a servant left by the Blood God to guard the ancient castle, he was definitely a terrifying figure.

It's unclear what bloodline this burly man is, but the amount of blood gushing out, according to Li Xia's visual estimation, far exceeds that of a normal fifth-tier apostle.

The gushing blood, some of which was absorbed by the candles, mostly sprayed onto the ceiling, forming large pools of blood that spread overhead before dripping down under gravity, pattering onto the table and floor, where they splattered into tiny crimson flowers.

Blood Bat extended his long, slender, white fingertips to catch the drop of blood that had splattered down, his brows furrowing slightly.

He seemed to have been stained with the filthiest and most vile substance in the world; with a flick of his fingertip, he shook off the drop of blood.

“Crude, murky, and unbearably sour.”

His scarlet eyes were filled with impatience and disdain.

"The bloodline is mixed and unhealthy, restless and crude, like turbid wine mixed with mud and withered grass, sour and astringent, foul and pungent... Such inferior bloodline."

"I apologize, Your Excellency Blood Bat."

Opposite the burly man, a woman wearing black-rimmed glasses, who looked like an office clerk, stood up, her pretty face bearing a perfectly timed smile.

She bent down slightly and continued:

“I apologize for my companion’s rudeness and disrespect. The invitation should not have been in his hands. He used despicable means to coerce another person into giving him the invitation.”

We haven't had a chance to tell him about your preferences yet... Please, Lord Bloodbat, don't let a crude beast give us, the Steel Brothers, any bad impression...

Brotherhood of Steel?

A glint flashed in Li Xia's eyes. Among the eight top guilds, not all of them were his enemies. For example, Li Xia had done business with the Iron Brotherhood and Nightingale guilds.

Especially Lisa from the Brotherhood of Steel, and the female apostle from Nightingale who keeps sending me random messages, I still have some connection with her.

But this little bit of incense offering is useless, and it's only for individuals, not for the entire guild.

and......

He recalled the words of the woman from the Brotherhood of Steel. It was clear that she knew a lot about "Bloody Castle," or rather, the guild should have informed the participants of some of the castle's taboos and information before they participated in "Bloody Feast."