Qin Ling, who was inside the Altar of Death, naturally didn't know what was happening outside, and he didn't feel much about it now, but it was pitch black all around, and he couldn't see anything at all......

If you want to leave, you can't leave, after all, there is still a door in front of Qin Ling.

People who are in absolute darkness, except for sleeping, fall into a state of thinking, either reminiscing about the past or thinking about the future. Now Qin Ling is not sleepy, so naturally he will not sleep.

And now Qin Ling is recalling the bits and pieces of the past.

When I was with Li Yang, when I was with my sister. No matter how hard and tired you are, it is very happy to have a brother by your side and relatives by your side.

Even in the real world, Qin Ling is a bad person. For everyone else, they are bad people, but for those two people, they are brothers and relatives.

Recalling the bits and pieces of the past, Qin Ling was also a little moist at the corners of his eyes. The former brother is still there, but his sister is gone.

Relatives who have depended on each other since childhood died in an accident.

Maybe it was an accident, or maybe someone did it deliberately. Now Qin Ling has not called up the real result, but what he loses is lost after all, and he can never come back.

With this in mind, the door to the altar of death also opened very abruptly.

It seems that the process has ended, Qin Ling himself has not changed at all, he is still the same, and he is still wearing beggar equipment.

At this time, the system prompt also sounded.

"Ding......

"Congratulations on successfully entering the Altar of Death, since you are an undead in the first place, there is no negative impact. Body of Death skill is increased. The level of the undead has been increased, and it is a high-level undead at this stage, which has a certain suppressive effect on ordinary undead creatures. ”

Looking at the system prompt, Qin Ling also directly opened his skill panel.

The Body of Death skill has indeed increased a bit, from a 1% increase in each level at the beginning to a 1.5% increase.

In addition to this, there is one more skill.

High Undead: High Undead belong to the relatively high existence of undead creatures, and have a certain suppressive effect on ordinary undead creatures.

He could still understand the lifting effect of the body of death, but this high-level undead ......

Qin Ling was indeed a little incomprehensible, could it be that he could directly suppress them when he encountered low-level undead creatures to the point that they couldn't fight back? And then just kill them yourself?

Although he thought so, Qin Ling felt that it was still unlikely. Otherwise, if the monsters don't fight back, wouldn't they be invincible?

Then, Qin Ling also looked at the Altar of Death again, one of the four death stone tablets had become dim, and even the words on it were not clear to read, it was estimated that he had lost his original strength.

The remaining three pieces are still the same, nothing has changed.

Qin Ling also touched his chin, it seems that this Altar of Death has a limit on the number of times it can be used! A total of four times, I have used it three times, if I use the remaining three times, will it improve even more?

Despite thinking so, Qin Ling still put all the four death stone tablets in his backpack, and now he didn't use them, what if there were other uses in the future?

I've entered the Altar of Death, but the quest is still not complete.

The name of his quest is Dead Town, and entering the Altar of Death may be just one of the steps in the quest.

As for how this task was going to be accomplished, Qin Ling himself didn't know.

However, when he was about to leave here, the desire of those dead rotting corpses to attack him was indeed not very high. Even when they were very close, they all turned a blind eye to Qin Ling, and even looked a little scared.

"Is this the effect of the High Undead skill? It's not useless! Qin Ling smiled, in this way, if he entered and exited this place, he would not have to continue to kill monsters, which would invisibly save him a lot of time.

As for how to use the remaining three times of the Death Altar, Qin Ling hadn't thought about it yet. The task has not been completed yet, and if he needs to continue to use it in the future, then if he has used it up now, this task will definitely not be completed.

When he looked at the task prompt again, Qin Ling also found that the original task had also undergone some changes.

The original task was to get him into the Altar of Death, but now it's for him to find out why the town died in the first place.

"Isn't the reason for death because these guys are looking for their own death?" Qin Ling was a little confused.

According to Jermie's previous translations, these people are looking for death on their own, and they will only end up with such a result if they fail to become undead.

But now it looks like that's probably not the case at all! Otherwise, why would the quest have to find the cause of the town's death on its own?

Of course, it may also be because Jermie did not translate it completely correctly and misinterpreted the above meaning.

As for how Qin Ling was going to find the cause of the town's death now, he didn't know it himself, and there was no hint on the mission.

But looking in the town seems to be the only way.

And now Qin Ling is in this town.

Without the interference of the dead and rotting corpses, Qin Ling's actions here would be much smoother. It won't be a waste of time to kill a few monsters in one step.

The whole area of the town is not large, and it should be all underground. As for why the town fell underground, Qin Ling didn't know, maybe by unlocking the cause of the town's death in the first place, he would be able to know everything that happened here.

Walking aimlessly underground, Qin Ling was also bored. The mission design in this game is really uncomfortable, and each mission does not give an accurate task hint, and you need to constantly explore and find it yourself, which wastes a lot of time alone.

If it weren't for Anne helping Qin Lingyi, maybe he hadn't found anyone who could translate the words on the Death Slate by now.

Walk from one end of the town to the other and back the same way.

Almost all the ruins, all the dilapidated houses, were searched by Qin Ling, but nothing related to this mission was found.

Returning to the vicinity of the Altar of Death again, Qin Ling also frowned, the cause of death in the town is absolutely inseparable from this thing, but the task has not been completed, which proves that Qin Ling himself has not yet found the key point of the task.

After walking around the Altar of Death, nothing suspicious was found. Walking to the Altar of Death, he reached out and touched the Altar of Death, but there was still no quest prompt.

When he arrived here, Qin Ling was also a little irritable.

"This bullshit task, Lao Tzu won't do it!" As he spoke, Qin Ling also punched the altar of death.

Perhaps it was his own power that triggered the mechanism of the Death Altar, and the originally peaceful Death Altar began to expand from the center.

Originally, the center of the altar was also cracked with an entrance to the underground. The whole thing looks like a person has opened his mouth.

Qin Ling was also stunned for a moment, could the key to this task always be under his nose? So what is the purpose of going around like a fool so many times before?

After scolding a few words about this bullshit task system, Qin Ling also walked down from this only entrance.

The passage is not long, only a few meters in appearance.

At the bottom of the passage, there is a boxy space that looks extremely neat. And on the walls of this space, there are also countless characters depicting the undead, which looks extremely mysterious.

And in the very center of this square space, there is a black coffin like metal.

The coffin had no lid, it was open, and there was still a man lying inside.

The body is relatively intact, not in a state of decay like the dead rotting corpse above. Her face was very pale, and she looked like a woman, but when you looked closely, it was a man, a relatively handsome man.

In addition to the fact that his complexion was pale and bloodless, even his hair was all silver-white, and his long hair was draped, and he looked as if he was asleep.

Looking at this person lying in the coffin, Qin Ling was also quite shocked, there was actually a grave under this ground?

Lying in the coffin, there must be a dead man. But what the hell put this guy here? What's going on with the Altar of Death above?

Although it may have been a breakthrough in the mission, Qin Ling felt even more confused.

At this time, the system prompt also rang in Qin Ling's ears.

"Ding......

"Look at the body in the coffin and investigate the truth about the existence of the Altar of Death."

Listening to the system prompt, Qin Ling's feet also began to move.

A mere corpse can't scare Qin Ling, even in such an environment, it's not very scary at all. After all, it's all in-game stuff, and no matter how realistic it is, he knows it's all fake.

Besides, he has seen more than one or two dead people in reality.

Walking near the coffin, Qin Ling also looked at the dead guy, and reached out to touch him, but after thinking about it, he still retracted his hand.

What if this guy suddenly jumps up and bites himself? Is he a zombie?

Thinking of these messy things in his head, Qin Ling also circled around the coffin.

On closer inspection, the material of this coffin seems to be the same as that of the death slab.

The person in the coffin was still lying quietly, really like a dead person. But Qin Ling felt that this ghost place was definitely not that simple, and this person might not be a dead person.

After all, in this game, people who die can also come back to life. Even if it's an NPC, it might be.

And just above this coffin, at the very bottom of the altar of death, there was a black circular opening, as if something would come out of it and land right on the corpse.