One by one, the people around Moth were disillusioned like water bubbles, and the dim heaven and earth disappeared in the blink of an eye, and there was no longer an abyssal plain in front of him, but a steel gate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's back, finally back to the Tower of Oma! It was an unforgettable experience...

There was a neutral mechanical system broadcast in his ears, constantly reminding him: "Congratulations to 'Super Moth Brother' for clearing this layer, do you want to continue?" ”

【*** of the super tour electronics! Fun isn't it? You're so paralyzed that you almost played to death! 】

Brother Ren is Moth Brother has excellent psychological quality, and at this time, he also lost control of his emotions, pulled out the weapon on his waist, and slashed wildly everywhere.

The life-and-death battle just passed caused him too much psychological trauma! Physically, the pain left in the heart is still very clear, the game!? Did you design it like that? It's all playing with people's hearts!

In the past eight days, he has found some flaws in the plot and vaguely guessed the truth, almost certain that he is still in the game, and everything is false.

But the plot is so real that what makes the difference between true and false?

If he's not mistaken, this challenge for the Tower of Omar targets the player's inner flaws... He prides himself on being brilliant and never puts himself in a dangerous situation. However, the designer had a bad taste and forcibly threw him into a life-threatening situation. made him have to face his heart, break through the limitations of his heart, and use courage to forcibly break the game.

For eight days he kept observing everyone, looking for flaws in their behavior, at the cost of ignoring the change in the plot...

"Obviously you can do better, why stay in the empty cave, why don't you take the initiative to explore the surroundings, why don't you lay traps in advance..."

Brother Moth's whole body was weakly paralyzed on the ground, muttering to himself, reviewing the gains and losses of the past eight days.

But no chaos, the worst didn't happen, the designer's malice was too obvious, and the assigned task was to kill 11 corrupt creatures... Plus I happen to be a team of 12 people... Is it trying to lead us to kill each other?

"The designer of Dog Day! Really special code will play! He scolded indignantly.

The system is like a magic sound, tirelessly reminding: "... Do you want to continue? ”

Oops! Noisy!

Brother Moth spat and directly chose not to continue, who will continue! Don't you think you're being played hard enough? The Tower of Oma for Dog Day is no longer coming!

The system immediately replied, "Understood! Reward Settlement... Congratulations on receiving the special title 'Qualified', do you want to accept it? ”

Qualified, what is this title? Something is wrong.

Frightened by the eight-day journey to the abyss, Brother Moth became a little nervous... What! Nervous fart, persecuted paranoia!

He smiled self-deprecatingly, choosing to accept the reward, and he could not throw it into the abyss again.

"Directional teleportation begins, 10.9.8..."

it! Teleport, your uncle, I'm just joking, not a flag! Don't really throw me back into the abyss, I'm going crazy for another eight days!

He panicked and was at a loss, but to no avail, the countdown quickly counted to 1, and a dazzling light suddenly appeared in front of him.

The next moment, he opened his eyes nervously and found himself in the altar of a floating city, with no way out.

In the center of the altar sat a man dressed in a gray-black cloak robe, the hood was so black that even his facial features could not be seen.

Seeing his arrival, the cloaked man slowly stood up, approached him, and said, "Hello qualified, welcome to your arrival, I am your guide - Black Eleven." ”

An inexplicable journey to the abyss, the qualified, the guide... It's like falling pearls being reconnected... Is this a trial?

So I'm considered a passer?

Brother Moth immediately asked, "What is the Chosen One?" ”

Hei Shiyi's tone was flat, and he replied slowly: "The so-called qualified person is the chosen one, my master uses the Luolan Continent to select the strong, and you are one of the qualified ones." ”

Brother Moth pondered for a while and continued to ask, "Who is your master?" Is there any benefit to being chosen one? ”

Black Eleven looked up at the sky, his tone was extremely reverent, and he shouted loudly: "The master is the creator, the manager, the owner, the guide..."

Then he lowered his head, looked at him and said, "If necessary, you will know his identity, and you don't need to know so much now." Those who are qualified will be able to obtain the inheritance of your master, and follow him to learn the supreme path and transcend the mundane. ”

Could it be the mysterious developer of the Loland Continent? Otherworldly? Supreme Avenue?

Brother Moth is full of doubts, what is the purpose of that great power? It took so much effort to deceive me as an ordinary college student, there is no need at all.

He thought for a moment and asked, "What does your master want me to do?" You can't just give it without asking for anything. ”

Hei Shiyi patiently explained: "What the master needs is for the disciple to pass on his knowledge, and after entering the sect, he will cultivate you according to your talents." According to how much you give, you will get as much as you get, which is fair! ”

He then took out a sheepskin contract, handed it to Brother Moth, and said, "You need to make an oath before entering the sect, this is a contract, please take a look." ”

Read the contract carefully, there are no excessive requirements, they are all reasonable constraints.

It is forbidden to divulge the existence of the sect, it is understandable that once it spreads, the whole world will be chaotic.

It is forbidden to fight privately with the same sect, it seems that it is not an evil demon, and the sect is in strict order, although it is troublesome, it also guarantees safety.

The rest of the oaths are similar to the imaginary sect rules, such as prohibiting the private transmission of sect exercises, prohibiting the oppression of mortals, and prohibiting the arbitrary use of supernatural powers... And so on, there are more than 20 agreements in total.

Guan Zhonggui leopard, Brother Moth can rest assured, this is obviously an upright and decent sect... Evil Sect, although it sounds cool, but he is really apprenticed, he would rather worship under the decent door, so that he will not die in vain.

A creation! My moth brother can be regarded as having an adventure, and he has a shit luck!

Hurriedly replied: "I promise!" ”

There was also a small question, he asked: "But I'm still in the game, I can't sign a contract, do I need to meet in reality?" ”

Hei Eleven was not surprised by his decision, and answered directly to his question: "No, just bite your finger and make a fingerprint." ”

When Brother Moth heard this, he endured the pain on the spot and bit his thumb and pressed it on the contract.

A tingling sensation appeared in his heart, and he shivered all over, trembling and asked anxiously, "I feel something flowing out of me... This, this! ”

Hei Eleven smiled: "It's okay, it's just an insignificant part of your soul, as long as you abide by the contract, there will be no side effects." ”

"Part of the soul!?"

Brother Moth muttered to himself, and was shocked in his heart: What the hell is the Luolan Continent, it is getting more and more weird, and it is actually connected with the soul!

He forced himself not to think deeply, and asked sideways, "What would have happened if I hadn't said yes just now?" ”

Black Eleven looked at him with a smile and didn't answer his question.

This made him more and more uneasy... I feel like I'm on a thief ship, and the water in the Luolan Continent is even deeper than I imagined!

In any case, there is only one way to go to the dark...