CH 39

” Qi Ning .” Xiao Lan shouted out the name of the visitor.

At the same time he did not let his guard down, after all Wang Taidi’s assessment of him was that he was not to be messed with as well as being difficult.

Having seen Qi Ning in action, Xiao Lan also had some idea of how difficult he was to deal with. This invisible and intangible plague is simply unpredictable, and the fact that Qi Ning seems to have the ability to control the timing of the plague’s development makes him even more dangerous.

At Xiao Lan’s words, Qi Ning’s voice took on a hint of laughter, “Oh, it seems that little Taidi from the Wang family has already introduced me to you.”

Qi Ning pointed to the bodies on the ground, “Sun Feng, aged 38, had burgled a home, had his family exterminated when the homeowner found out, resulting in the deaths of four people, including two children under the age of four, before absconding for years and entering the Advent world a fortnight ago.”

“But I didn’t kill him out of justice, I enjoyed the blood and the sin, I just swung the butcher’s knife at the butcher.” He looked up as if to meet Xiao Lan’s eyes, his bird’s beak mask hiding all his expression: “Perhaps I am an even worse man than he was, how about that? Want to judge me?”

Xiao Lan shook his head, “It doesn’t make sense to discuss justice in a place like this.”

“And yes, here maybe the saints will end up as executioners too ……” Qi Ning laughed lowly at Xiao Lan’s words, “Oh, grow up quickly, I’m looking forward to the next I’m looking forward to the next meeting with you.”

He walked forward, but the moment he brushed against Xiao Lan, he suddenly reached for her neck.

The hand was long and bony and carried a cold chill.

Xiao Lan’s muscles tensed up and he quickly leapt to the side to avoid Qi Ning’s hand.

Luo also quickly dodged in front of Xiao Lan and held him back, the black claws at his fingertips faintly visible.

Qi Ning stopped in his tracks but did not attack again.

He half blended into the shadows of the corridor and turned back slightly, “Very perceptive response, this time I am really looking forward to the next meeting, I hope to see you at the senior field.”

“Bye.”

With that said, this time Qi Ning did not linger any longer and disappeared down the corridor without a backward glance.

Xiao Lan sighed lightly in relief. High level players, even if their abilities are suppressed in low level fields, still make people feel stressed out.

“Are you all right, sir.” Luo turned back with some concern.

Xiao Lan moved his neck, the goose bumps that had appeared earlier due to the sense of danger had subsided, “It’s okay, let’s go, there’s not much time left.”

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The two men continued on, estimating where they were now in relation to the basement, their surroundings still changing.

The corridors are now less and less like corridors, with walls and floors interlocking to create irregular spaces that twist and turn, adding to Xiao Lan’s obstacles to progress.

Xiao Lan tried to violently demolish the wall, but he soon found that it was of little use.

For after he has demolished one wall, he will find two or three more waiting for him behind it, and even just briefly the one that was originally demolished has been replenished with other walls.

“Trouble.” Xiao Lan frowned as he looked at the maze of roads before him.

“I can help you find the fastest route.” Luo said.

When he finished he reached out and gently pressed his hand up against the wall, the dark shadows forming a thin line on the wall as he did so, the thin line darting forward over the wall, avoiding the dead end and leading the way for them.

“Come along, sir.” Luo made a gesture of invitation.

What a very reliable manual navigation.

Following the line drawn by Luo, they were able to move at a much faster pace.

Through a labyrinth they traversed, passing several staircases midway, and by estimation, they should be getting closer to the original basement location.

Around a corner, Xiao Lan stops dead in his tracks.

For in front of him stood a large group of maids in uniform.

They looked as numb as the maid who had appeared before, their eyes were even all occupied with the whites of their eyes, and they stood there without a sound, a standing mass of figures as motionless as a pile of dead things.

The moment Xiao Lan appeared around the corner, the maids suddenly looked up and their all-white eyes “looked” at him.

All of a sudden, a grimace appeared on their faces.

Then they moved, their limbs flailing in an exaggerated manner, greeting the two with the same unruly attacks as before.

Xiao Lan doesn’t want to be surrounded by them, and with this number of NPCs, and all of them being battle scum, it would be a problem if he accidentally killed a few.

Think Sister Xiao, the shop assistant at the supermarket at the end of the line, and Xiao Lan doesn’t want to know what will happen if she kills the maids.

He took a few steps on his hind legs, jumped up the wall with a burst of assisted running, stomped on the wall and used his strength to drop in the other direction, bypassing the first wave of oncoming maids.

Luo follows suit, and as a non-human, his movements are much less affected than Xiao Lan’s. He darted straight up the wall, occasionally reaching out to help Xiao Lan with his strength.

Xiao Lan weaves in and out of the maids, going around where she can, jumping up and grabbing Luo’s hand as she swings past them in a tricky position.

They were considerably faster than these maids and soon got around the section blocked by them.

The maids who had lost their minds seemed to have lost even their intelligence, and after a few circuits of the labyrinth the two easily shrugged them all off, with the occasional meaningless growl from the maids behind them.

It just doesn’t look very smart.

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The two men continued on, looking for directions to the basement.

At this point, the corridor, which had taken on a labyrinthine appearance, once again produced a change.

The corridor begins to break down into squares, like building blocks, with different parts going in different directions.

Seeing that his position was heading higher, Xiao Lan took his chance and leapt onto the next square, followed by Luo.

The two kept jumping over these scattered squares, going downwards rather faster than when they were walking through the corridors and maze before.

Xiao Lan jumps onto a new square, only to find that there are already people on it.

The man was dressed in a meticulous butler’s uniform, but his hair was loose and casually draped, and there were vague traces of dust on his clothes – it was the housekeeper.

She was sitting on a wide sofa with a high backrest that originally covered her completely when Xiao Lan fell but stood right on the side of it, which revealed that there was someone on it.

The housekeeper was in a similar state to the maids at this point, looking stiff and numb, not at all like a normal person.

Seeing that even the housekeeper looked like this, Xiao Lan had a suspicion in her mind.

Perhaps it was not so much that no one else was allowed to be present at Lady Bella’s sacrificial rites, but rather that these people had lost their sense of self at the time of the sacrifice, becoming completely subservient to Lady Bella and having no memory of what they had done.

This is what led to the previous situation where the steward said he didn’t even know the details of the dedication ceremony.

The housekeeper noticed someone coming to her side and she too stood up and attacked Xiao Lan.

She fought as well as she had before, and Xiao Lan finished her off with little effort, tying the person up and throwing her directly onto the cube that was moving upwards next to her.

Just as Xiao Lan turned completely around, a crack of wind hit him.

The target was the back of his neck.

A feeling of a man on his back creeps up from Xiao Lan’s back, and without looking back, he leaps short to the side, dodging the attack.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see something shimmering and flickering from the side, then fading into the shadows, hard to find. If he hadn’t dodged it, he would have been out cold by now.

Xiao Lan turned back with a dangerous murderous intent in his eyes.

Then he almost threw up.

Appearing before him were the two male players who had previously eaten Lady Bella’s love meal, and who were now looking at him with a frenzied murderous look on their faces, looking more sober than the maids and housekeepers, but …… wearing the same clothes as the maids.

Or the kind that doesn’t even shave!

Two bearded men, dressed in ill-fitting maid’s uniforms, had their sleeves rolled up to their elbows, revealing their hairy arms.

When one of the male players saw that Xiao Lan had dodged the previous attack, he made a heart with his wide hands in front of his chest and shouted, “On behalf of love and justice, destroy you!”

As soon as the words left his mouth, an arrow of flame shot out of his hand and headed straight for Xiao Lan.

Dude, that’s a pretty hot skill you have there!

Xiao Lan dodges this oncoming danger.

“The rocket hit the sofa behind Xiao Lan, which burst into flames and was instantly burnt to the bone.

This skill is spicy, but still very powerful.

Xiao Lan is cautious. As a pure melee fighter, he’s at a disadvantage against two long-ranges. He turns his head to look at Luo, who doesn’t look like a long-range either.

Seeing that the flaming arrows hadn’t worked either, the other male player raised his hand and another invisible windbreak came towards Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan dodged again, this time paying particular attention to something transparent, with a very weak presence, reflecting only a little of the surrounding light.

Although they were two players with skills, it was not the most critical moment yet and Xiao Lan did not intend to turn them on. As he watched the two men, their skills should also be limited; the game did not allow players to use skills at any time to reduce the risk of the game.

Xiao Lan gives Luo a look, which Luo acknowledges, and the two men split up and approach them in two directions.

In front of Xiao Lan was the man who had just said “On behalf of love and justice, destroy you! He looked at Xiao Lan cautiously, his hand in front of his chest ready to make a gesture of love, but did not immediately choose to attack.

The two men present a brief stalemate.

His skill may have taken longer to CD, or it may be that he had to say the words to do so.

Xiao Lan moves closer to him while watching his movements.

The distance between them was getting closer and closer, and when Xiao Lan was no more than five steps away, Love and Justice panicked and opened his mouth with his hands over his heart and shouted, “On behalf of Love and–”

Xiao Lan’s mind was already made up and he increased his speed towards the front, and in an instant he was already in front of Love and Justice. A fist swung out, hitting the other man directly in the stomach, knocking back the words he was about to utter next.

Sure enough, even if the pose is set, the skill cannot be activated as long as the keyword is not pronounced.

Xiao Lan looked at Love and Justice, who had been knocked to the ground, and gave him a villain’s characteristic smile: “Now I’m going to punish you on behalf of poverty.”

If a fragile long-range like Xiao Lan gets close to him, he will end up like a cabbage in the cold wind.

At the same time Luo has taken down another male player. The two men were packed and tied up, as was the butler, and Luo found an upward square to throw them on.

Xiao Lan and Luo can now see the floor of the ballroom below.

It is very close to the basement.

The author has something to say.

Xiao Lan : Poverty Value Power Transformation!

Luo : Sir, it’s time to take your medication ……