Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

These black films are all doors that can lead to the real world, but at the same time, the "Ninety-Nine Destruction of the Path of Destruction: The Destruction of the Five Dragons" that had been brewing in the sky for a long time also brought five brilliant dragon-shaped light pillars, which fell down with great momentum, instantly covering everything around and illuminating the surrounding darkness.

Five white dragon-shaped beams of light with a strong aura of destruction swept around, shattering the surrounding black fog. One after another, they hit the ground, and even many undead who had just crawled up were electrocuted into charcoal. Even the black film around them began to appear and disappear from time to time, becoming unstable.

The smoke slowly dissipated, but Karl Robbins remained standing unharmed. Just now, she had used up some of the inherent luck of her protagonist's aura, allowing all lightning strikes to perfectly avoid her. However, the surrounding black film was no longer stable. How could she escape?

Immediately afterwards, a giant wormhole quietly appeared in the air - this was because Carl Robbins had just used his mental power and sacrificed himself to sleep, forcing a deep-sea giant that was trekking in the endless ocean of the astral realm to appear here through the wormhole.

A moment later, a massive face, familiar to both Zhou Ning and "Karl Robbins" alike, yet seemingly numb, emerged from the wormhole. Two massive wounds had yet to heal on its head, and even its green hair, clinging to barnacles and shellfish, was charred black. Its enormous eyes peered out, and upon first sight, it caught sight of Zhou Ning, and immediately let out a furious roar. Anyone could hear the grievance and sadness in its roar.

Zhou Ning was speechless. It was him again, that wretched guy!

Looking at the deep-sea giant that he had summoned for the fourth time, Carl Robbins couldn't help but frown. After taking over this body, he couldn't cross levels and perform combat beyond the demigod level. The longer it dragged on, the more dangerous it would be, so he decided to seize the opportunity to escape from the scene.

The commotion created now is enough to attract the attention of Wayne Stewell and the Church of the God of War.

As for the Grim Reaper's urn on the ground and the wretched man he had summoned, they could be discarded as bait. This body could be discarded if necessary.

"Wait...where's a deep-sea giant as big as me?"

"grass……"

She was caught off guard and her eyes blurred. The deep-sea giant had already retracted its head into the wormhole at lightning speed, and even pulled the wormhole closed on its own. This sense of urgency seemed to have lost something.

The smile on Carl Robbins' face froze. A moment later, in her pupils, she saw the figure of Wayne Stewell, who was holding the hilt of a knife with his hand, passing through the evil and cold black fog and approaching her at a speed so fast that it was like teleportation.

What surprised her even more was that, without her seeing any movement on the other side's path, several evil spirits that were trying to bite the other side immediately transformed into a giant creature with a mask and a hole in its chest, which actually changed its target and attacked her.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

She quietly opened the already dimmed book in her palm and wrote:

"Karl Robbins and Wayne Stewell engaged in a fierce battle... At this critical moment, fortunately, the unknown artifact in her hand [Will Ragley's Placement] was also affected by this unprecedented death tide, absorbing sufficient undead elements, meeting the conditions for evolution and gaining a third skill. Wayne Stewell certainly didn't anticipate this when he traded it for a pistol at the auction. Its random third skill happened to be spirit travel. Yes, it happened to be a coincidence."

The pair of bright red gloves in her hands shone with brilliant light, and the book in her palms began to break and dim. Less than half a second later, an indescribable illusory door opened in the void, and Karl Robbins' body quickly escaped into the illusory door in front of him and disappeared. According to his pre-set settings, he would appear at the dock of Tartarus Island.

He had previously noticed that Wayne Stewell had somehow invaded Karl Robbins's mind and hypnotized him, causing his mind to become disturbed, something he himself couldn't fully grasp. However, considering fate, he could also help him overcome his mental problems. The opera's final act was about to begin, and the decisive battle was about to begin. Before the goal was achieved, it wasn't time to change masters.

Before leaving the illusory door, Robbins' pupils stood up silently and turned light gold, reflecting an illusory book in the middle. The book flipped through the pages and turned to the last page.

"There's no problem anymore."

After helping Carl Robbins rid himself of his inner troubles and exit the illusory gate, she found herself at the docks of Tartarus Island, just as she had predicted. The losses this time were truly severe; Wayne Stewell was indeed a formidable opponent. Carl Robbins must provide her with ample compensation.

The sound of howling wind came from all directions. Even here, a large number of low-level undead began to revive and crawl.

"Ma'am, this is not safe here, retreat to the dock!"

A group of War God Church professionals passed by her, led by Smith Hall, who had been keeping an eye on her. They shouted at her, clearing out the undead along the way as they raced towards the top of Tartarus Island.

Not far away, Rick Green, the original body's bootlicker, was walking quickly towards her, asking her with concern whether she was scared and whether she had eaten dinner.

Karl Robbins's expression was dazed for a moment, then returned to normal. She then glanced back at Tartarus Island, which was enveloped by a thick tide of death and where a vast number of undead and ghosts were resurrecting. She opened the book in her hand, quickly scanned it, and after checking the contents, she smiled and said to Rick Green:

"I'm a little scared. Can you sit with me on the bench for a while?" Carl Robbins said with a smile, pointing to a bench in the distance.

"Yes, of course." Even though it was not a romantic occasion, Rick Green nodded hurriedly, feeling that his efforts had paid off, and sat down carefully next to Carl Robbins.

After a while, Rick Green's expression became indifferent, and his originally hunched back quickly straightened. He stood up and walked towards the ship anchored in the distance.

On the bench, the former Josie West silently lowered her head, as if taking a nap.

.........

"The hypnosis of Mirror Flower and Water Moon has been lifted?" Zhou Ning's eyes flashed with surprise. Too many things happened in the past moment. He wanted to use the Ninety-ninth Breaking Path - Black Coffin again to engulf Carl Robbins, but he didn't expect that the other party had this trick.

If I'm not mistaken, the gloves that Carl Robbins used were the ones he used to exchange for retribution with a pirate demigod at the Dragon Eye Badge Extraordinary Gathering. And that urn also appeared at the Extraordinary Gathering before.

Zhou Ning silently sensed the surrounding aura. Carl Robbins' presence had completely vanished within a few kilometers. The more troublesome situation now was the surrounding undead. This Lord of Hueco Mundo's Advent Card was half wasted.

There are nearly 50 seconds left before the end of the descent into the world. As for those undead souls... who gave them the courage to appear before the god of death?