"Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to the winners of this Abyss Game...... Dunjun! ”

Sijay took Dunjun to the center of the dance floor and announced loudly.

"Oooh!"

Men and women in costumes cheered together.

The men whistled, the ladies were more enthusiastic, and they threw provocative winks: "He's mine tonight." ”

"No, mine."

"Don't fight, sisters, be gentle with the little milk dog, maybe we can ...... together"

……

Amid all kinds of good-natured or flirtatious laughter, Dunjun blushed and hurried out of the center of the crowd's attention.

His hungry stomach was already secreting a lot of acid, and he was craving for protein.

Dunjun learned from others, picked up a silver plate and fork, made himself a lot of barbecue, and began to feast.

He didn't know how long he had eaten, but he burped contentedly, and fell silent again as he looked at the debauched and depraved upper-class people on the dance floor.

With a drink in hand, he declined many ladies' invitations and began to wander around the banquet.

On the second floor, there were private rooms for both men and women, but that wasn't the focus of his attention.

Dun Jun's ears seemed to sound that murmur again.

He turned around and came to a corner, where he saw an old gentleman in a tuxedo with silver hair eating.

The other party is elegantly using a spoon to put a pot of thick soup into his mouth.

Seeing Dunjun coming, the old man couldn't help but raise his head and showed a kind smile: "Lucky little guy...... Feeling bad about your first trip to hell? It's good to get used to it a little more, congratulations on becoming extraordinary, of course, I won't ask about your source of mystery, this is everyone's privacy, as long as you don't offend others, no one will care about you here......"

"Sir, may I sit next to me?" Dunjun asked.

"Of course...... The reason why I eat alone is not that I am not happy to share ......" The silver-haired old gentleman looked surprised: "I have seen too many winners, and they will quickly indulge in that group of women and pleasures, you are a little special...... You're good at looking around and discovering the real ...... hidden beneath the surface."

"I'm just ......," Dunjun didn't know how to answer.

Can he say that he is following the guidance of the heart?

"Introduce myself, my name is Henry, and they all call me Old Henry...... In Hell, I met the family of a great one who led me to the mysterious path......"

A trace of nostalgia and regret appeared on Old Henry's face: "It's a pity...... Hell was so deep that when I went into Hell and looked for more revelations, I couldn't find that information anymore...... People's understanding of hell is too narrow, and in my opinion, it is not just the pollution of the earth, but also the ...... For example, the secret of why prehistoric civilizations were destroyed! I suspect that the highest echelons of Uptown have the secret, but they deny it......"

Old Henry seemed very sorry and took another sip of the soup.

Seeing Dun Jun's gaze, his expression softened: "Do you want to taste it?" This pot of soup is one of my favorite dishes. ”

"If you don't take the liberty ......"

Halfway through Dunjun's words, he saw Lao Heng use a silver soup spoon to fish out an eyeball from the basin.

"Ah...... The source of living light, the gift of the Lord of the Eye......"

Old Henry's eyes lit up, he swallowed his eyeballs, and turned to look at Dun Jun: "I sincerely invite you to become a member of the Eye Worship Sect......"

"No!"

Dunjun pressed back his stomach and quickly retreated.

In his heart, he suddenly became interested in the history of the cataclysm.

At this moment, a soft murmur sounded in his ears again.

'Oh, by the way, and spread the glory of our Lord...... The master of the alchemists, the master of the robbery, the god of immortality! ’

……

A wilderness.

The light converges and becomes a door.

A somewhat embarrassed figure hurriedly escaped from it.

Syllable!

He fell to the ground hard, rolled over in embarrassment, and showed his face, it was actually Smith!

"It worked...... I became the Chosen One and came to another world! ”

Looking at the triangular red moon in the sky, Smith knew that he had come to another world: "Praise my lord!" ”

All of this has made him more devout in his belief in the Lost God.

However, teleportation from another world, especially with the body, even with a dreamland, is not an easy task.

Some of the Chosen ones were unfortunate enough to die in the torrent of space.

Smith subconsciously drove his mental power and recited a spell to heal his injuries.

The next moment, nothing happened.

"In a different world, the rules have changed......"

Smith could sense that this place, like Philip City, surrounded by seals, had cut off most of the primeval rulers' power.

"But...... Praise be to our Lord, whose power is still ...... in this world."

Smith recites immortal psalms.

Gradually, he got up and frowned as he looked at the devoid wilderness.

"My lord has given me the task of exploring ancient ruins, looking for information before the cataclysm, and it is better to obtain the secrets of the cataclysm...... But where should you start? ”

Smith muttered, and suddenly, he saw a dark shadow in the grass.

It looked like a large dog with a rotting body, but on the left and right shoulders had human heads, and the middle head was drooling, and its eyes were bloodthirsty and crazy.

"Mutant creatures? Or is it some kind of dependent? ”

Smith's eyes condensed: "I can't imagine that in another world, the first creature I see is such a disgusting ...... you"

He spoke, chanting a mantra in praise of the lost god.

The meaning of madness is constantly rendered around.

"Woo ......"

The monster's expression suddenly became confused, and it fled with its tail between its legs.

If it stays here, it may go crazy, or it may be brainwashed into becoming a believer in the Lost God.

"Woo......"

Smith didn't chase either, he was half-kneeling, covering his forehead: "My mental power, it's actually so weak?" No...... Is it suppressed, the influence of a different world? ”

That's why he didn't just kill the monster.

Moreover, a part of the spiritual power that spread just now had already allowed him to find several targets.

That's a human survivor in the wilderness!

They were ragged, barely human, armed with improvised weapons, but their faces were fierce.

"It's a bit of a hassle to get in...... By the way, I forgot that I don't know the local language......"

Smith snuck up to the natives and watched as they cautiously began to gather and hunt...... Lost in thought.