Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

[Quick Dream] is a milestone without attributes and is useless. However, when all three milestones of this copy are completed, it does provide some unknown rewards. However, Zhou Ning did not rush to check it at this time, but raised his eyes to look at the bronze door on the right side in front of him.

Unlike reality, the bronze door on the right was still closed. Zhou Ning didn't rush to open it, but waited silently for a while. He didn't hear any knocking sounds from inside. The surroundings were dark and silent, giving people a strong sense of unease.

Standing in front of the bronze door, Zhou Ning hesitated slightly. He had originally planned to save his demigod form for this time, but referring to the strength he saw in the true vision, it should be the same with or without the demigod form, after all, it was just a copy.

At this time, the two NPCs behind him also caught up with the pace, and the following copy plot was just as Zhou Ning had experienced before. Wayne Stewell began to check the gates on both sides.

Zhou Ning's eyes shifted slightly. In this place, even if he had achieved demigod status, his Observation Haki was still completely useless. Just as the other party began to check the right gate, he prepared himself mentally. With a slight force on his right hand, he pushed open the bronze gate in front of him, preparing to strike back.

Anyway, I don’t need experience, these two NPCs can be my meat shields.

Suddenly, a thick fog surged out from the door and spread outside, and countless figures with difficult-to-describe shapes flashed by quickly.

The two NPCs in front of him bore the brunt of the impact, being pulled directly into the door by the black threads. In the next second, he felt a strong sense of imbalance as countless dense black threads pulled him inward.

Then, his thoughts began to slow down, he felt dizzy and confused, and scales and pustules slowly appeared on his face, and he showed signs of losing control.

This is the inevitable effect of direct contact between spirituality and divinity. A similar situation had occurred to me before when I faced Nyastra.

"So strong, there's no way to resist..."

If I'm not mistaken, this unknown being must be a very high-ranking deity! I can only say that this is fortunately in a dungeon!

But perhaps the titles of the First Emperor and the God Slayer could effectively reduce the pressure brought by the high status, and the remains of the saint could effectively shorten the duration of the abnormal state. Zhou Ning's thoughts recovered in a very short time. His brain no longer felt solidified, but his body was still in a stiff state.

He no longer cared about anything else. A horse talisman jumped out of his hand. He held it in his hand and began to guide the spell, trying to restore his condition.

Suddenly, a warm current was transmitted from the horse talisman into his body, and his body gradually broke free from the solidification. He grabbed the door with his left hand, trying to resist the force of the black thread dragging.

Snapped!

At the same time, a second wave of dense black threads swept towards Zhou Ning, pulling him in again, and coincidentally knocked the horse talisman in his hand down, making it fall to the ground with a plop, instantly creating a distance between them.

"This..." Zhou Ning's eyes narrowed, and he froze for a few seconds. He hurriedly selected the Batman suit from his inventory. As he was being dragged inside, a hook shot out from his wrist, grabbed the horse charm, and pulled it back towards him. It then collided with a thin black line, losing its grip, and the horse charm flew high into the sky.

When it began to fall, Zhou Ning used his Force skill of teleportation and finally caught it in his hand again. He breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly continued to guide the treatment.

If the horse talisman fell in the dungeon, Zhou Ningke couldn't guarantee that there would be a chance to pick it up again.

Two seconds later, Zhou Ning finally regained his sense of his body. He quickly put away the horse talisman and lit up the Beowulf in his hand. A burst of sacred fire instantly ignited the black thread wrapped around him and extended forward.

The thin black threads wrapped around him made a "sizzling" sound and melted instantly. Zhou Ning fell to the ground with a plop, and hurriedly activated the Traveler's Ring, teleporting to the other side. Then he launched himself into the air with a Moon Step, creating distance.

Without bothering to check his own condition, he immediately looked around, especially at the scene at the entrance.

This place was already inside the bronze gate. The first thing that caught his eye was the thick fog that filled the surroundings. Not far away, there were a large number of shadowy buildings, which were dark and difficult to see clearly. There was also a huge, gray-green shadow at the entrance. Zhou Ning was not mistaken before. Judging from the long hair and relatively beautiful outline, this shadow should be a woman.

At this moment, He was crouching in front of two NPCs, not knowing what He was doing.

"Fuck! Even in this dungeon, it still gives people an extreme sense of terror..."

Zhou Ning took a deep breath with a little trepidation to ease his tense mood. He took this opportunity to escape from here and continued to go deeper into the foggy world inside the bronze door.

Previously, according to Quentin Ruth and Smith Hall, the world here was obscured by fog and could not be explored in depth. It was not known how it was in the real world, but in the copy, Zhou Ning could enter the fog.

Everywhere he looked, there were dark, seemingly unpainted buildings, looking eerie and mysterious. It was so quiet that there was no other sound except the rustling of his own footsteps.

Zhou Ning hesitated for a moment, formed seals with his hands, and used the Multiple Shadow Clone Technique to create more than a dozen clones, letting them explore in all directions while he walked towards the buildings in front.

Due to the dark environment, the surroundings were completely shrouded in fog. Only when he got closer could Zhou Ning see the buildings in front of him clearly. Most of the buildings were gray-black brick houses. Inside were engineering workshops with a wrench sign, a small tavern with a wine glass painted on it, and deep in the building complex, there was even a small tower that looked a bit like a church.

This place is completely like a quiet small town. Although there are signs of life everywhere, there is no one in the town, as if everything is frozen in time.

Wait, this scene looks familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere... Zhou Ning's face was solemn, and he tried hard to search his memory.

Finally, he remembered where he had seen such a town.

The lost elven town located in Damian's ordinary mirror!

The gray-black bricks and tiles look like a church tower. Isn’t this the lost elf town that I escaped from with great difficulty?

Although it is not certain that this is the Lost Elves Town, it is still scary enough.

At the same time, Zhou Ning keenly noticed that two of the dozen or so clones that were scattered out died instantly at the same time.

By reading their memories, Zhou Ning "saw" the scenes of their death.

Before his death, the first clone was crossing a rather dark street when he saw an elderly clergyman in a black robe walking towards him. He was holding a lantern and had a grim expression. It was the man he had met in the square room before.

After seeing the clone, he pulled out a familiar silver-white scepter.

Zhou Ning's pupils suddenly contracted. This was... Saint Zachary's scepter! The weapon of Stuart Crow, the Archbishop of the Ascetic Church!

The opponent's strength was undoubtedly very strong, because in the blink of an eye, this clone of about level 65 was dead.

The second clone died almost at the same time. He was walking through a row of gray-black brick houses, entering from time to time to check the situation. His last memory was when he encountered a huge black shadow.

Zhou Ning couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and at the same time he made up his mind that he would never enter this mysterious and strange place in reality before he was fully prepared.