As someone who prioritizes killing others, I'm forced to stream a death game.

What a pity.

[Yeah, I thought I was going to get a good look. But why are you being so cautious, streamer?]

This person is obviously excessively strong, yet overly cautious.

When the broadcast resumed the next morning, Liu Ren could still see a lot of people in the comments section lamenting what happened the night before.

For the audience outside, only ten or twenty minutes had passed.

"That's enough, you've never seen a honey trap before, have you?"

Liu Ren doesn't like taking risks when he has nothing better to do.

He is indeed very strong now, but that's a different matter.

After washing up, Liu Ren left the room where he had stayed for two days, checked out, and then went to the meeting place he had arranged with Zhong Yanchang.

The location is quite remote, right on the border between the Golden Crow Group and the Sky-Piercing Gang.

When he arrived, he found two figures already there.

One is Luo Qian.

One of them was Chen Yang, whom they had known for a long time and had a grudge against from the very beginning.

Chen Yang's face was as black as a condemned prisoner being led to the execution ground.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Yang? Haven't seen you for days, you look so tired!" Liu Ren walked up and patted Chen Yang's face with a big smile.

"Liu Ren..." Chen Yang's face was gloomy, "Don't be too smug. What goes around comes around! One day it will be your turn!"

"You're right, then I'll trouble you to go and wait in hell first." Liu Ren sneered, his right hand casually grabbing the hilt of the knife at his waist.

Draw the knife!

Cut!

With a flash of light, Chen Yang's body was instantly sliced ​​open, leaving a diagonal gash running through his entire body between his flesh and bones.

With a thud as something heavy fell to the ground, Chen Yang lay on the ground convulsing for a while before gradually dying from his severe injuries.

Because his throat had also been severed, he couldn't even scream.

Luo Qian, whose face was splattered with blood, twitched at the corner of his eye, but did not show any obvious unusual expression.

He handed over the rectangular, metal-like box and said, "Inside is a malevolent artifact. According to the terms of the deal, please enter the artifact."

Entering the realm of the treacherous.

This matter, which in the central courtyard meant a complete change in social class, was now so easily presented to Liu Ren.

Liu Ren retracted the black light into the scabbard at his waist, glanced at the appearance of the metal box, and reached out to turn the conspicuous mechanical knob on the outside twice.

At the same time, he casually asked, "What is this box?"

Luo Qian responded: "It is a sealed box specifically used to store magical artifacts."

Upon hearing this answer, Liu Ren chuckled: "I really thought that the magical artifacts couldn't be preserved."

Pi Xinjie's previous confident pronouncements have proven to be nothing but empty talk.

Although he didn't know why Liu Ren said that, Luo Qian, with a responsible attitude, still kept his composure and explained in a serious tone: "Ordinary materials are indeed unable to seal the ghost artifacts. Due to their special nature, ordinary people will be affected mentally just by getting close to them. Only a box specially designed for sealing can isolate the ghost artifacts from mental corruption."

Before Luo Qian could finish speaking, Liu Ren had already reached out and opened the box.

The moment the box was opened, a chilling coldness enveloped the two of them.

Liu Ren's status panel now displays the negative effect of "Food Soul".

On a mental level, I also experienced a sharp, bone-chilling pain.

It felt as if a thousand needles were piercing his brain.

Inside the box were two ring-bladed weapons.

Just looking at the weapons made Liu Ren frown.

"Why isn't this mysterious tool a knife?" he asked, looking up.

Luo Qian, standing behind the box, had been less affected by the mental influence. He rallied his spirits and answered according to his prepared words: "The appearance of magical artifacts is varied. If it is a magical artifact that you have tamed, the materialized form will be what you want and the most suitable for you. But this magical artifact comes from a special shop, so it already has a form."

"Can't you take it back and exchange it for a knife?"

"This..." Luo Qian broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this request, "It seems there's no clause in the deal about exchanging the magical artifacts..."

This clause is indeed not mentioned in the Book of Ghosts.

Liu Ren thought that knives and swords were the most common types of weapons, so he didn't pay much attention.

The results appear now.

Zhong Yanchang ultimately managed to outmaneuver him to the fullest extent possible within the framework.

"Tsk."

Liu Ren clicked his tongue.

Although I'm annoyed, things have come to this point, so I might as well try to enter the realm of the supernatural first.

He reached for the two ring blades.

The moment his fingers touched the artifact, Liu Ren's mind was pulled into another dimension.

Liu Ren had experienced similar phenomena before when he was learning trickery, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

He skillfully and directly sought out the "owner" of the place.

Beneath a peculiar sea surface filled with the souls of the drowned, a monster drifts along with a "school of fish."

The scene here, as always, defies normal thought.

The fish looked bizarre; some had eyes all over their bodies, while others had more than a dozen legs, making them seem even more deep-sea creatures than those in the deep sea. It made people dizzy and nauseous.

After being drawn into the conversation, Liu Ren's mental state began to decline rapidly.

Others also continued to drown in this strange sea.

Until the monster noticed his presence, turned around, and opened its blood-red maw.

The distance between the upper fangs and the lower teeth is at least ten meters.

If it were the same state he was in when he first learned trickery, Liu Ren's only option would be to tough it out.

Based on experience, if you can get through it, you'll be able to master it.

Or perhaps it should be said—it's symbiosis.

But things are different now than before.

How many points did Liu Ren have in his Spirit attribute back then?

It has now reached 150.

Whether it's physical sensations, perceptions, or initiative, everything is different now.

Therefore, Liu Ren did not choose to confront the enemy head-on, but instead reached out and pulled out a straight knife.

It felt like a dream.

In this bizarre realm of the mind, what he desires depends entirely on the strength of his mental power.

"You think you're worthy to eat me?"

Taking the starting stance for his sword technique, Liu Ren unleashed the only sword technique he ever used against the enormous monster.

Slaughter!

The violent killing intent instantly blasted away the "seawater" around him.

With a single, all-out slash, a deep abyss was carved out of the middle of the ocean.

Many of the incorporeal monsters that were addicted to it were all split in two, dying quite innocently.

As for that monster that can win in the game of big fish eat little fish.

It was as if it had been cleaved in two cleanly by a cleaver from a higher dimension.

The entire illusionary space began to collapse rapidly.

Before emerging from the mental illusion, Liu Ren vaguely heard the screams and wails of a monster.