Infinite: Dawn Game

Zhao Xuan is so angry he's practically going crazy!

It wasn't that he had a change of heart and wanted to protect Mu Gui; it's just that, strictly speaking, the other party was actually a player under the nun's command, and it was said that the nun "liked" Mu Gui very much... This time, entering the game instance was also randomly arranged by Zhou Yuanyang... Otherwise, he would never have chosen Mu Gui, a piece of trash whose talent skills hadn't even been activated!

It's not as useful as Qi Tie being obedient!

At least Qi Tie is dead, so be it! There's absolutely no need to worry about whether the nuns will cause trouble for me if I die, according to pastoral rules!

but……

Just as an old man with a missing arm, waving his worm-like mouthparts, was about to approach, Zhao Xuan's boomerang blade reappeared, slashing towards the man's head—

"Squeak-"

The sensation of cutting into something soft and juicy made Zhao Xuan's expression turn ferocious.

Damn, that's disgusting!

This is the most disgusting dungeon he has ever experienced!

Zhao Xuan raised his foot and kicked the strange old man in front of him, whose neck had been severed but whose head was hanging down and connected by earthworms.

He kicked the other person backward instantly, and several strange old men were also knocked down, but they were forced to stand up by the earthworm limbs on their bodies.

The adult earthworms on their arms hissed as their mouthparts contracted, dripping mucus. Although they had no eyes, Zhao Xuan had the illusion that he was being watched.

That shouldn't be the case... Last night, I clearly returned to the guesthouse before Yu Shijiu and Lin Feng, so these old people shouldn't be targeting me.

What exactly is the difference between him and Yu Shijiu and the others?

A clue seemed to flash through Zhao Xuan's furious and twisted mind, but he couldn't grasp it.

Behind him, Mu Gui's hand, which had been tightly gripping the medicine bottle, gradually loosened.

He licked his dry, chapped, and bleeding lips, and said with some hesitation:

"Brother Zhao, do I really need to use it?"

The items given by nuns generally don't have effects that can be understood literally.

"Use it now, you son of a bitch! Otherwise, are we going to die here together?!"

Zhao Xuan was almost driven crazy by Mu Gui's indecisive nature. He knew he couldn't just use the things the nun gave him! So what could he do now?

If this were a more open space, he might try to take a chance and rush out, but now, in this cramped and dimly lit room, he has to be careful not to hurt himself even with his boomerang! There aren't any suitable tools available at this point.

What else can we do without the things the nun gave us?!

That Mu Gui, that brain-dead guy! What could possibly be about him that would catch the eye of a nun like him?!

Mu Gui gritted his teeth and this time he didn't hesitate to unscrew the medicine bottle in his hand. A sweet smell similar to green plum wafted into his nose, and Mu Gui's delicate and pale face twisted for a moment.

This taste...this taste—

“Hiss hiss hiss hiss—”

"Hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss—"

The eerie old men, who were steadily approaching the two, suddenly stopped in their tracks. They paused stiffly for a few seconds, and then the grotesque earthworm-like limbs and mouthparts on their bodies began to emit agonizing cries.

The next second, to Zhao Xuan's astonishment, all the strange old men began to kill each other.

In an instant, the sticky, wet bodies of earthworms and the stench of human flesh and blood filled the entire room. These strange old men, who originally had the same prey, actually began to fight and bite each other!

"What is this—"

Zhao Xuan only said one sentence before his expression changed. He quickly covered his mouth and nose and frowned as he looked behind him at Mu Gui, who was hanging his head and seemingly lost in thought.

"Come on!"

The potion the nun gave her has the effect of confusing the minds of humans and monsters—in short, it drives monsters and humans mad and makes them kill each other.

But when Zhao Xuan carefully and quickly passed through the group of strange old men, he turned around and saw Mu Gui standing still.

Zhao Xuan: "..."

Damn it, how could the Black Robe Church have such an idiotic and useless person as Pastoral Rules?

"idiot!"

Zhao Xuan roared, "What are you still standing there for!"

It seemed that Zhao Xuan's voice finally awakened Mu Gui. He suddenly shuddered, then turned around in terror and ran quickly toward where Zhao Xuan was.

Seeing that Mu Gui had come to his senses, Zhao Xuan no longer hesitated, turned around and ran quickly toward the door, while constantly making sure he didn't get bumped into by the earthworms.

Mu Gui staggered forward, looking back at the strange old men killing each other with each step, but his pace slowed down.

A scene strikingly similar to the present moment began to surface in his memory. His eyes widened in terror, and his legs suddenly gave way, causing him to kneel on the ground—

"Damn it!"

Zhao Xuan, who had gone away but returned, grabbed Mu Gui by the collar and dragged him toward the door, cursing incessantly.

"What the hell are you doing, you idiot? Can't you even run away? Did someone cut off your foot or did you really have a brain problem and get trampled by a donkey?!"

Mu Gui stared blankly up at him, his bloodless lips moving as he silently uttered some words.

"...Yes, I'm sorry..."

"what?"

Zhao Xuan didn't hear clearly. He wanted to lean closer to listen to what Mu Gui was saying, but he found that the sweet smell in his nose was gradually fading.

Zhao Xuan's heart sank. He didn't care about anything else and grabbed Mu Gui, running quickly towards the door!

The next second, the instant the sweet smell disappeared, Zhao Xuan grabbed Mu Gui and rushed toward the door, then turned around and quickly closed the door tightly!

bang bang bang-

Behind the door came a continuous, violent pounding sound of hands, as well as the smacking sound of some wriggling mollusks stuck to the door.

Zhao Xuan felt like he could barely breathe. He gasped for air, looked at Mu Gui lying on the ground like a puddle of mud at his feet, and impatiently kicked him.

"You idiot, get the hell up!"

That idiot who almost got him killed in the room too.

"..." Mu Gui looked up, trembling, still holding the empty bottle of medicine in his hand.

Zhao Xuan's gaze lingered on the empty bottle in his hand for a second, and his breathing paused slightly.

Did that nun give this idiot a lot of potions with similar effects?

Zhao Xuan's heart stirred.

If he really did give it to her, he couldn't let Mu Gui die like that...

Mu Gui, now recovered from his limp state, gripped the empty bottle tightly, and stood up to express his gratitude:

"Thank you, Brother Zhao."

This expression of gratitude is heartfelt.

Mu Gui knew that if Zhao Xuan hadn't turned around and pulled him up, he would probably have been torn to pieces by those strange old men.

"Thank you for what?"

Zhao Xuan, who was furious just a second ago, changed his expression and his tone became calm:

"We're all in the same guild, so it's only natural for us to help each other."