There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 239, God of Strife

But there are still many problems.

Every time Xiao Yang felt that he had made a great harvest, he would always face some difficult difficulties and problems. These problems appeared at the same time, and many of them were old problems that had not been solved and were getting worse.

The lone evil god Devourer, the crumbling spiritual pillar, the lingering Pale Hand, and now there may be another Scarlet Moon.

Oh, and there’s also the unresolved blood moon night.

The next blood moon night will begin in thirty days.

Not only that, along with this scarlet countdown, a vague name appeared right below the countdown on this blood moon night.

This name has not been fully revealed, and Xiao Yang is a little confused about its effect.

"It seems to be a new module?"

Xiao Yang discovered that even the beta version of his God Game had more and more functions and modules.

There is another scarlet countdown in the upper right corner.

There are still many minor issues.

Adding fuel to the old buddy's refueling, upgrading the Light and Dark Error, baptism of the Dragon Hunter Armor, and a wider and more extensive skill pool.

Weapons may also need to be upgraded. Even with the Taotie gem inlaid, the Rusty Giant Axe is beginning to be eliminated, and the Justice Comfort is promoted.

The progress of the Freedom Shovel's promotion task has increased a bit.

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Xiao Yang does have the ability to defeat the corrupted roots and the rotten commander in the Clock Tower City, but this requires him to release his god form.

This is not something that can be used routinely.

Harvest brings problems, and rich harvest brings difficult problems, and the cycle goes on.

It's always like this.

Shaking his head, all these problems appeared in Xiao Yang's already headache-inducing head in this messy place, making him even more headache-stricken.

Right, right.

The harvest of the bloody night has not yet been fully settled.

There are two more.

One is the epic-level shadow demon that was completely drained.

It had the texture of dried bacon and fell beside Xiao Yang with a look of horror.

Pick it up.

One purple epic, two blue excellent.

I have to say, it is worthy of being an epic. Even if it is squeezed dry, there is still some leftover.

Shadow Dagger

Quality: Epic

Limited to: Thieves

Effect: The first attack from Shadows is guaranteed to be a critical hit

Introduction: Where am I? I'm in the shadows!

Among the equipment dropped by the epic Shadow Fiend, only this dagger is of some use.

The other two.

Shadow Cloth
Quality: Excellent

Introduction: Hey, isn't this the Master Assassin? What? You can't even wear the Shadowcloth Cape!

Shadow Thorn
Quality: Excellent

Limited to: dagger, short knife
Effect: Weapon is wrapped in shadow power

Introduction: This dagger of mine is tempered with the power of shadow, boy!

Both Shadow Dagger and Shadow Thorn can be given to Xiaogu.

Xiaogu should be able to use it, but what the hell is this shadow cloth?

"Is there any hidden effect?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Yang grabbed the soft and silky black cloth and examined it over and over again.

Unfortunately, I turned it over and over again but didn't find anything unusual.

If I have to say, this cloth is indeed very good and very black.

Looking up, Xiao Yang saw a piece of small bone that had been crushed into minced meat by the Kraken being turned over not far away.

Calling out to Xiaogu.

Even though he had a terrible headache, Xiao Yang still called Xiao Gu in an exceptionally gentle manner.

"Small bones!"

After hearing the call, the little guy immediately came to Xiao Yang.

It has to be said that Xiaogu's appearance has become extremely mixed after following Xiao Yang, the pragmatic master, for a long time.

A shiny and bright head, a milky white soul flame tinged with gold, a gorgeous ritual dagger in the hand, a tattered black bag on the back, a red wedding dress that was gradually becoming dirty, and finally white oak boots.

The styles are completely inconsistent, which makes it particularly dazzling.

The little guy especially likes to tilt his head and look dazed, like now.

Carrying a tattered big bag on his back and holding a purple claw stained with minced meat that he had picked up from somewhere, he raised his head and looked at Xiao Yang, the milky white and golden soul flame in his eyes flickered slightly.

The ancestral law cannot be changed. The first thing Xiaogu has to do when he comes to my side is...

"Rub your head!"

Xiaogu's shiny and bright head is all thanks to Xiao Yang.

He gave the shadow dagger, shadow thorn, and the puzzling black cloth that was unique to the assassin master to Xiaogu.

Okay, the break is over.

His gaze fell on the clock tower city not far away.

"It's time to get down to business!"

Taking a step forward on this bumpy wilderness, with his head in severe pain, Xiao Yang decided to go to Bell Tower City to kill.

But his current condition was really not good. He hadn't taken many steps when he suddenly tripped over a stone and fell to the ground with a thud, and was silent for a moment.

Xiaogu stared blankly at the scene happening.

It’s not a big problem. Xiao Yang is not going to die.

But he had been tossed around a lot that night and it was time to rest. The physical fatigue could be offset by his scarlet flesh and blood, but the mental fatigue really required him to give up thinking and have a good rest.

He entered a state of forced sleep.

The little guy grabbed the thing he had just been given in his hand and tilted his head to look at Xiao Yang who was lying motionless on the ground.

Soon after, Xiaogu began patrolling around Xiao Yang.

As an undead, its perception of Xiao Yang's condition is not so obvious.

But it will accompany Xiao Yang well.

For a skeleton to talk about death, this is a bit too advanced.

The little guy just knows.

"The dead will come back to life."

Just stay by Xiao Yang's side, and stay by Xiao Yang's side forever.

………….

When Xiao Yang woke up again, it was already the next morning.

He lay dead in the wilderness for the entire day.

He raised his head in a trance, looking at the scene in front of him with some confusion.

His experience clearly verified this point.

Although the dark night in this rotten land is dangerous, as long as you give up thinking, the danger will no longer be dangerous.

The evil gods have no interest in fools.

This area is still empty now, all thanks to Xiao Yang and the Kraken.

Even if those dungeon monsters really grew out of the dungeon, it would take time for them to spread and fill this rotten world.

It will take at least seven days for sporadic dungeon monsters to appear in this wilderness, and a month for these dungeon monsters to completely fill this wilderness.

Covering his head, Xiao Yang staggered away.

The shanty town outside the clock tower.

This place has not yet completely recovered from that chaotic night.

Xiao Yang's violent execution simply and efficiently eliminated all the greedy guys.

But the chaos and death still caused some unspeakable damage to this slum area.

One has to admire the resilience of these people who can survive in such a rotten world.

When Xiao Yang returned to this shack area, most people had already started their lives again.

Fishermen, miners, and lumberjacks are all working in an orderly manner according to their profession.

The atmosphere was exceptionally silent, and people avoided and doubted each other's gazes.

Once the greedy thought arises, he will become a person who doesn't care about his relatives.

Xiao Yang heard this word when he was dealing with these guys on the bloody night.

"The God of Strife."

This word is really an accurate description of Scarlet Moon.

On that day, in this shanty town, there were definitely more people whose greed was disturbed than those who were dealt with by Xiao Yang.

After all, that is the real power in front of us.

But not everyone chose greed and killing at the first moment. Some were wavering, hesitant, and unable to react, while others were making preparations.

There will no longer be a minority of people who have these thoughts.

And Xiao Yang is not a god of the mind, so it is difficult for him to distinguish these guys.

He could only kill those whom he saw were not human.

Once the thought arises, you will feel a little guilty, and many things will change.

That’s when the dispute began.

This can be seen from the extremely stagnant atmosphere in the shantytown at this moment.

The night of the blood moon was indeed over, but the conflict left by the scarlet moon had just begun.

It's fitting that it's called the God of Strife.

Xiao Yang's arrival brought some changes to the stagnant atmosphere in the shantytown.

These strange-looking people looked at Xiao Yang, who was wearing a hideous and sharp armor, with fear, terror and admiration.

Fear of Xiao Yang's power, horror of Xiao Yang's decisive killing that day, and admiration for Xiao Yang's actions.

These three, to some extent, all come from the same thing, that is, power.

Having power first makes people afraid, then terrified, and finally respected.

In this rotten land, strength is indeed the best medical beauty.

The stagnant atmosphere in the shanty town was actually good for Xiao Yang, as it could make up for what Xiao Yang lacked the most, which was the lamp oil for the lantern.

He doesn't need to do too much. He who holds the power only needs to stand on the podium, give a not-so-passionate speech, and make a declaration to these fearful and uneasy people.

"Now, I have the final say here!"

"Follow me, and there will be bread! Follow me! There will be milk too!"

"I'm here! Your blue sky is finally here!"

"I have a dream!"

Just say a few words like this, and it will be so simple that you will have the fuel for the lantern of hope.

Although this is an absolute empty promise.

But no one says that the cake drawn in the picture cannot be eaten.

(End of this chapter)