[Kill the second-level alien empty ghost and get 781 miles of world simulation points]

[Kill the second-level outlier Doniel Malcolm and get 1000 miles of world simulation points]

[Kill a first-level alien human-faced rat and get 184 miles of world simulation points]

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The area of existence of the world's high-level aliens in Skull Island is not the center of the island, but the edge of the island.

But it's also a matter of thought.

The area bordering the present world will naturally be an area where low-level aliens gather on the edge.

Otherwise, the environment on Skull Island wouldn't be so bad now, and the graveyard is full of low-level aliens.

You must know that the territorial consciousness of high-level aliens is very serious, and low-level aliens who are not genus or prey cannot enter it at all.

And the body type of the advanced alien cannot pass through such a narrow dimensional passage.

If the Inner World Passage appeared in an area where high-level aliens gathered, then there would definitely not be such a large number of low-level aliens such as human-faced rats appearing in the present world.

Onigiri reads a book

But now that you've been here, you must take a good look at the gap between the world on Skull Island and the world in New York.

The gray fog is also thickening, but not as thick as in the current graveyard.

Thinner, but more active.

And even with the mask on, you can still hear each other's roars and moans.

George followed the desperate followers.

They walked in the fog.

The terrain of the world is the same as that of the present world, and it is roughly similar to two sides of the same body.

But when they came to the edge of the ravine, they stopped abruptly.

A violent, terrifying feeling almost made George want to quit the world on the spot.

The gray fog here is still thin, and the sky is always gray and white.

But here the plants appeared.

It is a small patch of tall oak with grotesque knots.

The oaks seem to grow together, covered in hard, wrinkled bark that takes the form of a close-eyed human face.

But the horror is not.

But......

A lonely grave in the darkest corner of the oak bush on a hillside!

It was a tomb made of ancient granite.

After generations in fog and humidity, it has long since weathered and faded.

The ancient and lonely tomb was excavated inward from the hillside into the mountain, revealing only the artificial structure located at the entrance.

Its main entrance is a daunting bulky stone slab. The slate hung from the rusty iron hinges, and though it was fastened by heavy chains and padlocks, it left a slight crack in an ominous and strange way, and at the crack of the crack several arms that were only bones were sticking out.

The skeletal palms left deep scratches on the outside of the grave's stone slabs.

It's like the last struggle of the living before they die.

It's a weird and terrifying custom.

But......

"This is the world!"

"Here it is...... Skull Island! ”

George shuddered.

Not to mention the tomb's bizarre medieval architecture.

Who would build a tomb in the inner world?!

In an area where there should be no traces of humanity, an ancient tomb with a long history has suddenly appeared, and its craftsmanship is clearly much more advanced than that of the natives of Skull Island.

Ancient and barbaric customs such as human sacrifice also appeared.

Task Released

[Mission Level: Unknown.]

Requirements: Kill the owner of the "Grave".

Rewards: Talent × 1 without occupying talent slots, talent level ("Grave Master" level) +2. 2×1000 simulation points ("Grave Master" rank). 】

Suddenly, a system task is released.

However, it is important to know that the system cannot publish tasks related to the world.

Does this mean that the owner of the tomb is not actually a native of the Inner World?

So what could she be?

George's brow furrowed.

But it soon eased up.

The rewards of the quest are too rich.

Even if it's just a Level 3 outlier inside, it can contribute an orange talent and up to 9,000 simulation points to George after the mission is completed.

9,000 simulation points is enough to exchange for an orange talent at the Wandering Merchant.

The rewards for this quest are simply ...... Overabundance.

So rich that George was willing to even venture into this damned grave.

You know, if you're lucky enough to meet a level 4 alien inside, George is even willing to use the Superman Transformation Card immediately.

After the fourth-level alien is killed, the mission reward will be as high as a golden talent and 16,000 miles of world simulation points.

Golden talent......

George hadn't seen it so far.

But I think it can at least raise his overall strength to a very considerable level.

At least on the same level as Peter.

After all, George's current strength attribute is only more than a hundred, and the golden talent is estimated to be one or two hundred.

16,000 miles of world simulation points is also enough to exchange for a suitable weapon from a wandering merchant.

The demon knife village rain is easy to use, but the additional attributes are too low, and now it is a little unable to keep up with the rhythm.

So George went forward under the protection of the desperate believers.

Only when you get closer can you see how huge this tomb really is.

It's like an old church.

And there is no alien infestation around.

In front of the ancient, at least three meters high, heavy stone slab, he saw a line of ancient writing lined up under the scratches of the few dry palms.

Every scratch was drawn across the inscriptions, as if the deceased had attempted to destroy them during their lifetime.

What is it?

George was a little curious.

What is it that makes these sacrifices destroy before they die?

What is more important than their desire to survive?

The scratches are deep.

But after all, it is flesh and blood, and it cannot shake the hard slate.

So this inscription was not destroyed.

Nor has it been eroded by the years.

There's also a little bit of a new color.

Yu ...... ...... in the deep palace"

"Gracchi......"

"Waiting for your ......"

"Fall asleep."

At the moment when George intermittently pronounced this pictograph, which was already a strange phrase that did not belong to any civilization, but could be inexplicably recognized by anyone.

His childlike holes diverged, his gaze lost focus, and he was plunged into an endless darkness.

Something sticky, slippery wrapped around him in the darkness, and small, sharp, barbed jagged teeth cut over and over every inch of his body.

This darkness is not so pure.

In fact, by comparison, he almost wondered if he was present in the stomach of some behemoth, and the sticky, slippery touch around it was actually the peristalsis of the stomach lining of the giant creature before it secreted gastric acid.

Then, he inexplicably felt that some irregular, eternally infinitely large object accompanied by the sound of a high-pitched whistle was moving at an unimaginable speed.

The feeling of vertigo and distortion set in quickly.

The sanity bar on the properties panel is slowly and irrefutably declining.

This decline will not be permanent.

But once it drops to zero, something very bad can happen.

There was an extremely grotesque, extremely terrifying emotion hovering through his brain, as if the huge object had shot a tiny tentacle into his brain at an infinite speed.

Suddenly, George's whole body began to twitch.

He suddenly saw in this illusory and disgusting darkness a pair of nebula-like eyes that almost filled the entire horizon looking straight ahead!

Being watched by these eyes, it feels like the whole person is going to be melted and fused, and reason is about to drop to freezing.

He's about to get lost!