Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"What? Beethoven himself is coming?"

The captain turned around in shock.

"Yes, Archbishop Amelia also said that she would invite him to the church."

"The communications hunter said."

"Just who is this outsider?"

The captain asked, somewhat puzzled.

"I don't know, only these two messages came from above."

Where are they going?

the captain asked.

"It looks like they're planning to go to the Adan Cemetery."

"One of the hunters replied."

"The Adan Cemetery, isn't that the area under the jurisdiction of Bloodaxe Workshop?"

The captain frowned.

The relationship between Bloodaxe Workshop and the Church Hunters is the worst, and they have almost come to blows several times.

"What should we do? Should we continue following them?"

"A hunter asked."

"Keep up. No matter who it is, as long as they harbor evil intentions, they will have nowhere to hide under Beethoven's moonlight."

The captain said without hesitation.

"Praise be to the master Beethoven."

All the "Holy Sword" hunters said in unison, and then followed Liu Zheng and his group under the cover of shadows.

Chapter 266 A Novice Player Who Accidentally Entered a High-Level Game

The layout of the Yadan Cemetery is different from other places.

In fact, the cemetery area is not large and the environment is not beautiful.

But for some reason, the residents of Atlantis just liked to choose this place for their graves.

Many more people saw that others had chosen the Yadan Cemetery and followed suit.

It can only be said that conformity is indeed a human instinct.

But with each generation of Atlanteans following suit, the number of graves in the Atan cemetery increased.

Fortunately, the locals are both particular and casual about burial ceremonies, so the tombstones and coffins are stacked one on top of another.

Each layer of soil had to be covered with a layer of earth, causing the terrain of the Yadan Cemetery to become higher than before.

As for the tombstones, they grew everywhere like a jungle, almost like a maze.

Xia Kai hid behind a tombstone, cautiously observing his surroundings.

He obtained information by using items before entering the instance.

This cemetery is patrolled by a powerful hunter, so as long as you don't get spotted, it's a very safe place.

So, as soon as he entered the instance, he found out the location of the Adan Cemetery and then went through many hardships to get there.

Unfortunately, before being chosen by the Hell Game, Xia Kai was just an ordinary office worker whose understanding of combat sports was limited to the military boxing he learned during his university military training.

Before entering this instance, he had only experienced one instance, which was more of an intelligence puzzle instance. Although he obtained a lot of useful items, his own attributes did not increase much.

This instance is clearly geared towards breaking through with force, and he was already very lucky to have made it to the Adan Cemetery.

The thought of the half-human, half-beast monsters they encountered on the road sent chills down Xia Kai's spine.

The difficulty of this dungeon is completely unreasonable; monsters that can easily leave marks on walls are everywhere.

His last dungeon was a group dungeon, and there was a veteran player in the group who had been through the dungeon three times.

But even a veteran like him suffers when facing these monsters.

What exactly is this hellish game all about? Don't they know that the main god space in infinite flow novels is becoming more and more human-like these days?

Xia Kai mentally complained while nervously listening to the sounds around him.

Soon, heavy, slow footsteps reached his ears.

"Here it comes again."

Xia Kai let out a silent wail, then held his breath.

In the pale moonlight, a tall man wearing a top hat, a long scarf, and a leather vest walked over.

He was carrying an axe in one hand and a corpse in the other.

The corpse was dressed in the clothes of an Atlantean, but the exposed skin was covered with black hair.

Clearly, this is also a patient with bestiality disease.

The hunter carrying the beast-maniac didn't look well either; his body was slightly hunched, and he was breathing heavily from time to time.

Xia Kai noticed that his eyes were wrapped in several layers of bandages, and he didn't know if it was because of an injury or if it had some special meaning.

But he knew that the other party had obviously not lost the ability to perceive their surroundings because of this.

Because he witnessed firsthand how a crow was shot and blown apart by the hunter as soon as it took flight.

"Father John."

Xia Kai murmured the other person's name in his mind, even though he couldn't see any resemblance between this strange and powerful blind man and a priest.

Perhaps the priest in this instance is not the same as the priest in real life.

When the hunter got within about a hundred meters of him, Xia Kai opened the cigarette case in his hand.

Name: Passerby A's Cigarette

Type: Item

Quality: Excellent

"Effect: Reduces one's own presence when used."

Note: When you light a cigarette, wanting to reminisce about the past, hey, where is everyone?

"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"

Only three left.

Xia Kai looked at the cigarettes in the pack with a bitter expression.

There was still about half a box left, but it was used up on the way here and while hiding from Father John.

Once he runs out of these three, he'll either have to move to a different location or use other items.

"Sigh, I should have exchanged some combat ability when the last dungeon ended."

Xia Kai sighed and lit a cigarette.

A tiny red light appeared in the darkness, and wisps of smoke swayed in the breeze.

Xia Kai didn't smoke it; he just held the cigarette between his fingers.

Although the cigarettes will still be consumed, at least they can last a little longer.

He knew that his previous thought was just to comfort himself; what powerful combat ability could he possibly acquire with his meager Hell Coins?

A high-quality revolver alone costs a lot of money, not to mention that bullets also need to be purchased separately.

Moreover, judging from those heavily armed and crazed residents, a single revolver wouldn't be enough to solve the problem.

If only he had some kind of cheat code that grants him unlimited Hell Coins, he could just buy a Gundam and see if these monsters could scratch its paint.

As Xia Kai was lost in thought, Father John gradually approached.

His nose twitched slightly, and his ears trembled slightly, as if he was using his sense of smell and hearing to compensate for his lack of vision.

But only he knew that he did have a way to replace sight, but it was not smell or hearing, nor even touch.

It's something else, something more fundamental.

It was very quiet around.

This was the feedback that perception gave him.

"very good."

Father John muttered to himself, then threw the body on the ground.

This is a pitiful creature. Judging from the needle marks on his body, which is not yet covered by black hair, he must have received a lot of blood therapy before he died.

Father John remained skeptical of the practice of "blood therapy," even though he had come to Athens specifically to treat his terminal illness.

However, he has only received minimal blood therapy to ensure that his condition does not relapse.

Of course, Father John knew this was just burying his head in the sand.

Because he was a hunter, and hunters not only heal their wounds through "blood therapy" after being injured, but also obtain blood from the bodies of wild animals during the hunting process.

Thinking about this, his eyes started to itch again.

Father John scratched his blindfold anxiously, but the tingling sensation did not ease at all.

So he raised the axe.

The axe was covered in blood, and even the strips of cloth wrapped around the handle had turned red.

Father John used to wash his axe after completing his mission, but now he clearly wasn't in the mood for it anymore.

The axe blade sliced ​​through the night wind and struck the corpse.

Dark red blood splattered onto his boots and trouser legs, but he was completely unaware.

One time, another, and another.

Father John mechanically and frantically swung his axe, chopping off the corpse's limbs and head.

Then he turned the axe handle and used the back of the axe to break the bones of the corpse one by one.

After he shattered even the hardest skull, Father John was bewildered.

Chaotic consciousness raged through his mind, his soul like a turbulent current in the deep sea.

However, his perception became increasingly clear.

In the suffocating silence, Father John finally detected a discordant sound.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at a tombstone.

Behind the tombstone, a pair of timid eyes met his.

"grass!"

Xia Kai got up and ran away without hesitation.

Chapter 267 Big Shot, Save My Life

"Damn it, how did it suddenly stop working? It was working perfectly fine before."

Xia Kai sprinted away, cursing all the while.

The white fumes coming out of the sneakers on his feet were clearly some kind of object.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, he heard a noise from behind him, and without hesitation, he lowered his head.

"boom!"

A loud gunshot rang out, and a silver bullet pierced through the spot where Xia Kai had just been, striking the tombstone in front of him.

The stone tombstone suddenly cracked open, and a corner was missing.

"grass!"