Lucky billion players, you've never seen one before / I can accumulate my own luck

"It's better to be prepared," Fan Xiao said.

"What exactly is this preparation for?"

"You don't need to worry about all that, just tell me if you want to try it or not?"

"..."

Faced with Fan Xiao's pressure, the Holy Maiden forced herself to maintain her composure and said, "Such an exciting game should of course be done in private. Right now... Xiao, don't you think we should deal with important matters first?"

“Oh…” Fan Xiao nodded: “That’s true.”

He took back the black silk scarf, revealing a look of disdain and contempt.

The saint felt her self-esteem had been severely challenged.

But at times like this... she should just back down for now.

Otherwise, if we continue to do things in such a muddled way, who knows how things will turn out?

"Brother Fan, are you finished talking?"

Yan Keke then asked.

“Hmm,” Van Shaw said, “Let’s remove it.”

Yan Keke removed the soundproof barrier.

The saintess returned to Sakura's side and found Sakura looking at her with disdain.

"……What's wrong?"

The saintess asked her guards.

Sakura: "Nothing much."

"Then why are you looking at me like that?" the saintess asked, puzzled.

“Although I don’t know what you were talking about, but…” Sakura said, “I felt that you were really lame just now, Miss.”

"Ha ha……"

The saintess's lips twitched slightly.

Fortunately, Fan Xiao came to her rescue: "I agree to the cooperation. We'll take action in seven hours."

"Seven hours..." Sakura asked, "Why do we have to wait so long?"

"I need to do more preparation to make sure everything goes smoothly, after all, we have to face so many players."

Fan Xiao replied, "Let's discuss the tactics during this preparation time."

Could the saintess be an extension of my luck?

Fan Xiao wasn't entirely sure.

He couldn't say at what point his wish to "perfectly achieve his goal" would come to an end.

Judging from the current trend, the addition of the Holy Maiden has greatly reduced the pressure on his side and made things develop in a direction that is favorable to him, which is undoubtedly fortunate.

"Let's do it this way for now. If anything unexpected happens, we'll resort to the final measures."

Fan Xiao was more cautious.

If something goes wrong with the Holy Maiden, he will work with the thirty-six little girls to unleash the Illusion Flame, slowly burning everyone in the instance to the point of brain damage.

Chapter 275 The eve of the decisive battle

In the forest east of Fairy Tale Town, the surviving players gradually gathered together.

Just as the saintess had guessed, Allen arrived here and found the people of Star Memory City.

Longmen Mo, Lin Ying, and Li Mingdao had already made contact with Allen, but none of them looked well, as if they had encountered some unexpected event.

After Allen approached the three, he got straight to the point: "The boss of this dungeon is very cunning! He hides among the monster army to lure us into attacking him. Once we attack, it's considered a violation of the rules, and he can attack us without restraint... You haven't already attacked the dungeon boss, have you?"

He noticed something was off about the three people's expressions.

Longmen Mo shook his head and said, "We probably didn't encounter the dungeon boss; what we encountered were some strange phenomena."

"Some people encountered female ghosts, some were attacked by monsters that suddenly jumped out, and some were frightened by their companions..."

"In short, a lot of strange things happened, which caused us to subconsciously act aggressively. I think... we've all been tricked."

"This instance contains a large number of unseen creatures that tempt us to violate the instance rules."

He became more serious and said, "According to you, we are now essentially unprotected by the rules and constantly threatened by attacks from dungeon bosses... This is a bit troublesome."

"...Not just troublesome, it's incredibly troublesome!" Allen frowned. "It seems my warning came a step too late. The strange things you've encountered...could they all be illusions?"

"Why do you think so?" Lin Ying asked.

"I've fought the monsters in this dungeon. Physical attacks are ineffective against them, but mental attacks..."

At this point, Allen paused, then said in a somewhat uncertain tone, "Mental intervention seems to work sometimes and not sometimes."

"Simply mental attacks can be quite effective against them."

"I suspect they are all purely spirit-type monsters, and this dungeon seems to be predominantly spirit-type."

"Based on this, what you are seeing may be a mental illusion."

"The dungeon boss is using mental illusions to deceive and lure you into breaking the rules; otherwise, why would so many strange things happen?"

"Hmm...it's very likely."

Longmen Mo nodded: "I just don't know why the dungeon boss is so eager to kill us?"

Looking at Allen's severed left arm, he asked, "You fought the dungeon boss. How strong was it? What kind of monster was it? And... why aren't you healing your injuries?"

With the evolution rate of a B-level player, even injuries such as severed limbs or internal organ damage can heal themselves at an extremely fast speed.

As long as the brain is not severely damaged, even if the heart is shattered, it can heal itself and will not cause death.

With the addition of powerful B-grade items, the immortality of B-grade players can be greatly extended. Although not many people can survive being crushed into a puddle of mud, there are still quite a few.

Longmen Mo believed that Allen, as the fourth head of the Roman family, must be equipped with high-quality items, and it was even possible that he possessed A-grade items.

Repairing an injury... that's simple, right?

Unless something unexpected happens.

Sure enough, Allen replied, "If injuries could be healed, I would have recovered long ago."

He glanced at his severed left arm and shook his head, saying, "This was cut off by the dungeon boss. He seems to be able to control a special kind of spirit to attack others. The wounds inflicted by this spirit are like a curse that won't go away and heal very slowly."

"Conservatively speaking... don't even think about it for at least ten days to two weeks."

"The dungeon boss isn't a monster, but a person. As for whether he's a player, I'm not entirely sure."

What Allen didn't know was that after entering the instance, Vanshaw reverted to his original appearance, which was very different from when he participated in the banquet.

Therefore, he did not immediately connect Fan Xiao with the person who threw the blood-red compass at the banquet.

"There's actually this kind of ability..."

Longmen Mo was taken aback, then his expression turned serious: "We're in a very passive position right now! If we take the conservative approach, we'll survive here for three days. But as time goes on, the danger increases exponentially."

"This won't do. We must take the initiative to overcome the challenges, strive to meet the conditions for the second mission, and quickly pass through to leave!"

"I think so too."

Allen nodded: "When I left the fountain square just now, I looked towards the castle."

"Our first clue is inside the castle, where many monsters patrol. We'll have to work together to deal with them."

From his perspective, the monsters in this instance weren't particularly powerful.

After all, he could be knocked away by a simple mental attack.

However, in some respects, they are extremely powerful—all monsters are immune to physical attacks and can only be hit by mental attacks, and their mental defense is ridiculously high, making them virtually unaffected by abilities such as suggestion and hypnosis.

In addition, the dungeon boss is also lurking nearby, ready to jump out and attack at any moment...

Without acting together, Allen had little confidence that he could survive.

"Allen! How are you going to explain this?!"

Suddenly, a roar rang out.

Allen turned his head and saw a tall, burly man with a thick beard walking towards him angrily.

Behind the tall, muscular man was a large group of people, including players and ordinary people. Their faces were all quite grim, and their gazes toward Allen were filled with anger.

As they approached Allen, the tall, muscular man roared, "You promised me before we left that this trip was purely for enjoyment."

"You said you made the most meticulous arrangements, and the whole process would be extremely safe and would not be exposed."

"Now, explain to me why it turned out this way!"

"Hyman, you saw what happened at the banquet before. This time it was purely an accident."

Allen frowned and said, "I see you were quite satisfied with the quality of those desserts. Before you got caught up in the dungeon, you were holding three of them all by yourself. What, now that something's happened, you're denying all the benefits you enjoyed before?"

"What's your attitude?"

The tall, muscular man... that is, Hyman, frowned.

"My attitude is none of your business," Allen sneered. "That's the situation now. Instead of complaining, you should calm down and cooperate with us. In the face of life and death, everything else is meaningless. And you guys..."

Allen's gaze passed over Hyman and landed on the group of surviving dignitaries behind him: "I don't need to take any responsibility for you. You all better face reality! Whether you can get out of here alive is still uncertain, and you're trying to act tough with me... Heh."

His smile had a sinister feel to it, sending chills down one's spine.

Hyman stared at Allen for a few seconds, quite surprised.

Allen's attitude changed; he became utterly rude to him.

As the representative of the powerful and influential people attending the banquet, Allen shouldn't have been so disrespectful to him... or to them.

Isn't this guy afraid they'll turn against him and join the Holy Maiden's side?

What Hyman didn't know was that Allen's mindset changed after he fought the dungeon boss.

The question now is not whether we can protect the powerful and wealthy out, but whether he himself can survive in the instance.

Moreover, the dungeon boss has already killed a group of powerful and wealthy people, and the remaining people... probably won't survive many of them.

Even if he eventually cleared the dungeon and returned to partition 001, he still wouldn't be able to explain this matter.

They're definitely going to run away.

Since things are already at their worst, why should he care about anyone else? He can just give up.

Daring to yell at him... If it weren't for the fact that these trash still have some use, he would have liked to kill a few idiots who dared to yell at him.

"Besides, if anything goes wrong at the banquet, it won't be my fault."

Allen turned his gaze back to Longmen Mo: "What kind of work is Xingyi City doing? Why did you let Mammon's people infiltrate! If it weren't for this blunder, how could this banquet have turned into this mess?"

"Allen, don't try to shift the blame onto us right away. We're not buying it!"

Lin Ying frowned and said, "If you hadn't been so secretive and hadn't revealed your true purpose, we wouldn't have suspected you and prepared Mammon as a backup plan. Now that something has gone wrong, the responsibility is entirely yours! Do you understand?"

"All right!"

Longmen Mo said, "It's pointless to discuss whose responsibility it is now. The most urgent thing is for us to clear the dungeon and leave."

"Since everyone is here, let's form a team and go to the castle to find the magic mirror and get some clues."

The two of them played good cop and bad cop, completely shirking responsibility.

Allen's expression darkened, but given the pressing situation, he didn't pursue the matter further.

"Don't rush to find clues yet. You haven't explained Mammon's situation clearly."

He asked, "Who was the person who threw the blood-red compass at the banquet? What was so special about him?"

"You suspect he has connections to this instance, right?"

Li Mingdao answered Allen's question on behalf of Longmen Mo: "We have also made some guesses about this, but unfortunately, all we know is that his name is Fan Chun, he is a B-level player, and he has a good relationship with the punk siblings. Other than that, we know nothing else."

"Why would he throw out the crimson compass to summon copies and pull us all in...? We're even more confused about that than you are."

"I can only say that Mammon's people cannot be judged by common sense. Perhaps... he is just a simple mental patient."

"A simple mental illness... worthless information."