This seems to be ······ Is that the "method" to enter the Black Death Market?

Meng Xuan looked at the picture on the "ticket" in his hand with some surprise, and felt a little interesting.

These images only appeared because he came to this wasteland, so it should be where he is, and the ticket in his hand has changed.

"Black Death City, can you enter the treacherous realm by locking yourself in a black coffin made by yourself? It's really fitting for the name······"

Meng Xuan thought that it was not difficult to achieve the picture indicated on the ticket, he was ready to try it according to the picture on the ticket, and if it didn't work, he would consider trying other methods.

He looked at the wasteland, and the kind of black trees he saw in the ticket GIFs abounded, but he needed to look for a dark wood that could be made into a coffin large enough to hold a human coffin in one go······

However, this was not a difficult task for him, and his strong will swept through the surrounding area of thousands of kilometers to find a suitable tree.

Cut down the tree, remove the head and tail, dig out the heart of the tree to form a groove, and then make a black coffin lid from the excavated part of the tree, and a simple coffin that looked a little ugly had been built by Meng Xuan.

He mentally swept around to make sure that there were no people in the surrounding area, and then stepped into the groove of the freshly baked black coffin and sat down.

"Burying yourself is really a novelty."

Meng Xuan shook his head and pasted the "ticket" on his eyebrows, like a zombie being labeled with the legendary corpse suppression talisman.

Then he stretched out his hand, and a large number of colored silk threads escaped from his palm, hooked the coffin lid that had fallen to the side, and covered himself with his own hand.

There was darkness in the black coffin, and nothing could be seen, and Meng Xuan found that these black trees seemed to be a little special, and even the spiritual power seemed to be difficult to reveal in them.

He waited quietly for a short time, but nothing happened.

Wrong way?

Meng Xuan was about to get up and think of some other methods, only to find that although his spirit was very active, his body could no longer move.

He struggled vigorously, and from the last trace of consciousness in his body, he found that his body was extremely heavy, as if there was something in this black coffin that he had made with his own hands, pressing on his body silently, restricting all his movements.

This feeling······

At the same time, his mind began to drift slightly.

He remembered the source of this strange feeling.

Incubus.

Or the folk is also known as the ghost press.

It is a symptom that occurs when the mind and body are separated from each other.

He felt a feeling of dizziness, and in the boundless darkness, he seemed to be constantly falling, and it was like the bottom of a black coffin suddenly opened, and below it was an endless abyss, and his body was falling uncontrollably.

"What the hell?"

Meng Xuan frowned, the characteristics and personality of this treacherous realm seemed to be a little beyond his imagination, originally he thought that with his current strength and realm, even the Black Death City would not be able to help him, but he didn't expect that with a single method of entry, the rule power from the treacherous realm, even he couldn't resist.

It's no wonder that it can be one of the largest black markets in the Void, and there is something about it to survive between the cracks between Therio and the warping power.

It seems that this time I really want to be as low-key as possible, especially in the black death market, which is someone else's territory.

It's a pity that he got nothing from Chili other than this ticket, and that guy doesn't even know the specifics of the Black Death Market.

In the process of falling, although Meng Xuan couldn't control his body, there was no problem with mental control, he used his will to mobilize the power of pure will, hiding them under the surface of his body, preparing to explode at any time once he encountered a situation.

The process of falling seemed to be infinitely long, perhaps it was the dislocation of people's senses in this environment where they couldn't see their fingers, Meng Xuan always felt that time seemed to have passed for a long time, and this feeling of uncertainty and uncontrollability made him frown in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, but he felt his body seem to shake slightly, and the sensation of his body seemed to have recovered.

He felt the restraint coming from all around, and he was basically sure that he should still be lying in a coffin, which should be the black coffin he made with his own hands.

"That's it? What's the situation? ”

Meng Xuan was a little confused about the current situation, the black coffin seemed to block his spiritual perception, making him unable to feel the situation in the outside world.

Just as he was about to stand up and lift his coffin board by himself, his pupils suddenly shrank.

In the darkness that he was facing and couldn't see anything clearly, a face that was so pale that it didn't look like a human suddenly appeared in front of Meng Xuan, and the other party's nose was almost on top of his.

Rao is Meng Xuan eliminated the power of the twisted side, and his mood fluctuations became smaller and smaller, and he was also startled by the pale face that suddenly appeared.

But then he reacted, and took a closer look at the pale face that was close at hand, and found that this guy was quite handsome······

But it's that handsome, neutral face that always has a hint of a mocking smile, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

The next moment, before Meng Xuan could make a move, the pale face in front of him was the first to speak, it was a somewhat neutral woman's voice.

"Desire, killing, mystery, power, and desire."

"In this game called 'Hunting', who is the hunter and who is the prey?"

"Welcome to the Black Death Paradise."

"Here, the soul, is the best bargaining chip."

As soon as the neutral voice finished speaking, the extremely pale face suddenly exploded, turning into a large white light, making Meng Xuan feel a little dazzling.

Subsequently, the white light turned into a light curtain, on which some textual information was displayed.

"Number: 7758258."

"Nickname: Not set."

"Number of entries: First time."

"No items detected."

"Soul Coins: Zero"

"Title: None"

"Set a nickname and choose to disguise your identity."

“······”

Meng Xuan was a little surprised when he saw this information, how could this ghost thing look like those online games he had played in his previous life?

Paradise of the Black Dead ······ Is this the original name of the Mysterious Domain that built the Black Death City?

Meng Xuan knew that the Black Death City was built on the basis of a very high-level Trick Domain, so it retained a large part of the functions of the original Trick Domain, and to a certain extent, this was also a Jedi with terrifying dangers, so he was not too surprised by this strange situation.

Now it seems that this realm should have been built with some fantasy information related to the game in the real world, which is why this is the case.

"Take the nickname ·······"

Meng Xuan frowned, no matter when or what game he played, this was a headache enough.

"The energy level of the Black Death Paradise is not low, it is better to be able to control the existence of this level, and survive like a fish in water in the gap between the two major forces, the controller of the Black Death City is not a simple person, and it is better to reveal his original identity less in terms of nickname."

Meng Xuan pondered in his heart for a moment and thought.

Who knows how many chips the distorted forces and the Mother of Fear have secretly offered a reward, these black marketers are themselves profit-oriented and ruthless, once they expose themselves in other people's territory, they may have what the consequences will be.

"Boy chasing the wind."

Meng Xuan thought for a while, and then entered a screen name that was more popular in his previous life.

"Sorry, your nickname is taken, please re-enter it."

"Look up at the sky at forty-five degrees."

"Sorry, your nickname is too long and doesn't match the label, please re-enter it."

"There is little burial in Aixuan."

"Sorry, your nickname is taken, please re-enter it."

"This ghost name is used by someone?!!"

Hearing that somewhat indifferent mechanical voice, Meng Xuan suddenly became a little startled.

"What a sass······"

Even now that his mood swings are already very weak, he still can't help but sigh at this time.

"Sorry, your nickname is taken, please re-enter it."

“······”

So, playing games is the most annoying name.

Meng Xuan couldn't help but pat his head and felt a little headache.

This Black Death Paradise has existed for I don't know how many years, and there are probably countless newcomers who have come in, if each one needs a nickname······

That really doesn't seem to be much left for him.

"Can it be random? Give me a random nickname. ”

After a few more attempts, Meng Xuan gave up some resistance and asked the system.

"Auto nickname is being generated, please ······ later"

Nima's has an auto-generated option, why not say it earlier.

An impulse of destruction spread from the bottom of Meng Xuan's heart.

"Auto-generated, player nickname: Barbara Horn, do you want to confirm it?"

"Confirm."

Meng Xuan nodded hurriedly, not wanting to waste too much time on this option.

Next, the system begins to make him choose the image and clothing that masks his identity.

There are many options for men, and the men's outfits include black robes, rattan armors, bird's beak doctors, white robes, etc., I don't know why, Meng Xuan actually saw the women's clothing option.

He clicked into the women's clothes to take a look, and then withdrew, he was not interested in wearing women's clothes, but this reminded him of his innocence in his previous life, when he was young, he seemed to have been deceived by the women's clothing boss on the Internet·······

Meng Xuan chose a wide set of black robes at random, and finally completed the novice selection stage, the data layout in front of him disappeared, and everything around him became dark again.

Meng Xuan waited for a while, and there was no other movement, and then he stretched out his hand, ready to push open the coffin board and see what this Black Death Paradise outside looked like.

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The outside world is a gray-black wasteland, the sky is dark, and the whole world seems to be made of black and white, which makes people feel extremely depressed and hopeless.

On this wasteland, black coffins of large and small can be seen everywhere, and most of these black coffins are empty.

In all around, there are some black trees that resemble the hideous trees in the real-world wasteland, which looks terrifying in the oppressive black and white environment.

At this moment, on top of one of the larger black twisted trees, five black-robed figures were standing on the branches, their eyes staring at an unopened black coffin on the ground.

"Boss, why hasn't anyone come out for so long?"

Among the five people, one of them, a black-robed man with a relatively thin stature, asked the black-robed man who was the leader.

"Stupid, it's because it hasn't come out for so long that it's sure to be a newcomer, and the newcomer has oil and water, otherwise what are we doing here, if it comes out of the coffin as soon as you enter the Black Death Paradise, it must be an old bird, you don't know how slow you were when you took the name? The rules of this pit daddy's paradise, as long as it doesn't give you a random name, you have taken 10,000 of them, all of which have already been occupied, and some people have a bad brain, so it's normal to stumble in it for a day. ”

The black-robed man in the lead knocked on the thin black-robed man's head and scolded.

"This piece of business is getting more and more difficult to do now, since the two major forces officially started the war, we don't have a good life, even if it is the Black Death City, there are a large number of people pouring in to grab business, and most of the new personnel are still powerful, if you don't pay attention to it, you have to capsize in the gutter, it's difficult······"

The other black-robed man sighed and said.

"Anyway, act according to the situation, if the other party is weak, eat it, anyway, all you kill are chips, if you are strong, then pretend to be a grandson, or quickly slip away, what's the big deal? And we also have hole cards, and most people are not necessarily afraid. ”

The black-robed man at the head cheered everyone up.

These five people, in the words of the game, are the old birds who specialize in betting on the novice village to bully newcomers, and in the Black Death Paradise, the soul is the most important bargaining chip, which is the price that all transactions in the paradise must pay for the use of any magical items in this strange realm.

And how to get such soul chips?

Quite simply, it's killing.

As long as you kill the intelligent life, you will burst out soul chips just like the monster killing equipment in the game.

This is also the reason why they are staying in this "birthplace", many newcomers, entering the Black Death Paradise, have just emerged from the coffin, and have already become other people's bargaining chips.

This is the Black Dead Market, a huge and notorious black market built on the foundation of the Trick Domain.

Creak!!

At this moment, the eyes of the five people hiding on the branches lit up, and the simple black coffin that had just appeared shook slightly, and made a sound, and a palm stretched out from the coffin.