Chapter 2: The Interweaving of Dream and Reality (Part II)

"The spawn point doesn't seem to be that kind of place, does it?"

Hei Yuan was a little puzzled and looked at the empty tomb at his feet. Although I haven't died, I've seen other players reborn, and scenes come to my mind, not here!

He shook his head, forget it, I'm not in the mood to worry about this now, let's go offline and rest......

At this moment, he suddenly stopped moving.

Line...... Quit...... What about the options?????"

What about communications?...... What about the map?

All the Celestial Perspective operation pages that have nothing to do with the content of the game world are grayed out, and the face of Kuromoto, who realizes that something is wrong, gradually becomes difficult to see.

"What the hell is this...... What's going on!!"

Forcing himself to calm down, he fell into deep thought.

Lan Hao and Xuanluo, who were still fighting side by side just now, were also nowhere to be seen at this time, I don't know if they were still fighting with the Heart Demon King, or if they went offline first.

Not...... The answer should be pretty clear.

The irresistible force is terrifying to think about, and even the big steel plate like this, which allocates all the ability points to the survival attribute, can't be spared, let alone their two big crispy skins.

But now it's a really fucked up situation!

You must know that virtual reality technology has developed so far, it has been quite mature and perfect, except for the two major problems of smell and taste, there is still no breakthrough, and other aspects are almost the same as the real world.

"Maybe it's just temporary maintenance. ”

I comforted myself with a self-deceptive attitude.

As a senior lazy person, Hei Yuan never cared about maintaining the upgrade dynamics, and generally his sources were provided by Lan Hao, although Lan Hao had not mentioned a few words to him before. In his cognition, the probability that Lan Hao would forget to convey such an important news was almost negligible. But now, it seems that there is no other answer.

"These two people don't know where to run, could it be that they were lucky enough to go offline just in time for the problem?"

"You can't be so unlucky, just Lao Tzu is trapped inside, right?"

Hei Yuan's eyes wandered, his mind full of cranky thoughts, guessing all kinds of possibilities.

Suddenly, he was stunned, exhaled short, spasmodic, and stood still as if rooted.

Tomb of the Fox Ice ...... Tomb of Yan Pei...... Tomb of the Wind God Apocalypse...... Tomb of Momotao...... Tomb of Ji Daolin...... Tomb of Bai Wanxuan...... Tomb of the Dawn...... Tomb of Xuanluo...... Tomb of Lan Hao......

Forcing himself to suppress the urge to scream, Hei Yuan trembled and stroked the tombstones beside him with his hands.

Except for his own tomb, the rest were tightly sealed, and the titles of familiar companions were close at hand, but they seemed to be far away. In a trance, it was as if the heart was being clutched by an invisible hand.

Terrible thoughts flowed through his mind irrepressibly.

"This ......"

Trembling and caressing Lan Hao's tombstone, soon, this tremor was irrepressibly transmitted to the whole body.

Rain...... The cold rain was just like Hei Yuan's mood at this time.

As time passed, the sun gradually rose, driving away the darkness that enveloped the cemetery.

Hei Yuan took a deep breath, and his sloppy gaze gradually gathered.

Forced to stop the wild speculation in the head, what needs to be done now is to figure out what is really going on!

Get up and take steps, stride towards the outside of the cemetery, an ancient tombstone stands on both sides, as if the eternal ancients exist, swept away at a glance, but it is like seeing flowers in the fog, not real.

Hei Yuan didn't say a word, silently observed, and after a short walk, he finally stepped out of the cemetery, and what appeared in front of him was an endless grassland.

It should be said: the suffocating steppe......

As far as the eye can see, the dense tombstones are simply the bottom line of testing Hei Yuan's endurance.

It's not just a tingling scalp...... Whoever sees it, I'm afraid even the whole body will be crisped off!

"Ahh!!!hh

"What the hell is going on!"

Hei Yuan was almost mad, he gritted his teeth and punched the empty grass at his feet.

The wild force swept through, and at the moment of touching the ground, the dark green brilliance suddenly flashed, as if it touched some kind of protection, but this did not have any effect, with him as the center, cracks spread out like spider webs, and the entire grassland collapsed directly almost in an instant!

"This ......"

Stunned as he stared at the damage he had caused, cold sweat covered his back for a moment. He knelt on the ground, gulping in the air, and after half a sound, he looked down at his hands with some stiffness, and the whole person was like falling into an ice cave.

He didn't use any skills, and such an action should be a basic attack by default according to common sense, but it directly caused the scene to be damaged.

As far as the common sense of the dream world is concerned, any scene is indestructible, but now his own blow has caused such astonishing damage.

Completely incomprehensible, this has subverted common sense.

Moreover, this entire grassland is a burial ground, in other words......

He couldn't help but shudder, and a ridiculous idea suddenly popped into his head......

How can it be...... He looked up tremblingly, and it was okay...... The terrifying picture of the imaginary corpse did not appear, and the thoughts that emerged were immediately driven out of Hei Yuan's mind.

"I'm scared to death. He patted his chest, and the covered metal gloves slammed against the armor with a few metal crashes. This time I was really scared.

Thankfully, things aren't as bad as they seem. Maybe it's just a special scene?

But the scene that doesn't even force the offline ...... I can't say anything.

Although I don't have hope in my heart, I still look for every possible reason to comfort myself for now.

"Huh?" his eyes swept over, and he squatted down to pick up an inscription at his feet, which was different from the hazy in the cemetery, and although the handwriting on it was blurry, it was still vaguely legible.

"The tomb of the immortal Xiao Xianpao, the immortal of the years, stands in autumn. ”

Hei Yuan was stunned, what is the Immortal of the Years? Although I haven't heard of it, I feel so powerful.

"Xiao Xian robe, autumn Changfei. He silently recited two unfamiliar names, inserted the stele into the soil on his side, took a few steps forward, bent down and picked up another tombstone, and read softly: "The tomb of the Black Yao Heavy Sword West Thousand Rivers, Suo Wuli." ”

The immortal of the years, the black yao heavy sword...... These two unfamiliar titles don't seem to be in his scarce knowledge reserve.

But no matter how scarce it is, such a special title should be heard of.

In the dream world, the ability level is never reflected in detailed data, in other words, in the replacement of these data, there are layers of progressive realms. There are no detailed annotations about the realm in the various related materials, and the player will only know the name of the realm they are in when their abilities are jumped. When the realm reaches a certain height, it will be given some relatively special professional titles.

Shaking his head, he inserted the stele again, Hei Yuan turned his back to the cemetery, walked slowly, his eyes swept around, the mysterious burial ground grassland, ancient tombstones, unfamiliar names, strange but unheard of titles.

Call...... Call......

The strange scene made his breathing become more and more rapid.

Force yourself to calm down and move on. I don't know how long it took, but I finally saw the end of the grassland. You can vaguely see a wall of light formed in the sky, on which the seven colors are intertwined, and the light is colorful, reflecting a pattern of light and shadow, which is bright and warm.

Such a beautiful scenery made Hei Yuan's mood sink to the bottom.

"Dead end!"

Hei Yuan hugged his head hard, gasping for breath, and even breathing was a little difficult.

"Ah!!!!h

Stuck here?

Wait a minute......

He seemed to think of something, and suddenly looked down at his waist.

Space bagging.