Chapter 510： Hyundai God Stick 38 ┃ Despair That Cant Be Broken (1/2)

How high is the probability of being summoned by the forbidden land every time?

Zhuang Li smiled disapprovingly, then held Xuan Ming's hand, signaling him not to worry.

Of course he knew that he was being hunted down by the Lord God, but that was more interesting, wasn't it?

"If K really notices me, it's useless to dodge. The game seems to be getting more and more fun." Zhuang Li chuckled softly.

Xuan Ming shook his head and reminded: "K's means will emerge one after another."

Zhuang Li raised his eyebrows with interest: "Then I'll have a lot of fun too."

Xuan Ming was stunned for a while, then he laughed and ruffled the little devil's hair. As long as the two of them are together, it seems that all disasters are nothing.

"I was thinking," Zhuang Li looked up at the building shrouded in dense fog, and pondered: "If we destroy K's overall plan, will K personally kill us?"

The two looked at each other, and instantly understood each other's thoughts, and invariably whispered: "I hope that day will come sooner."

They are tired of this kind of chasing game.

Huang Mao and Xiaodao didn't know who the "k" they were talking about was, but they didn't ask much. Every tasker has a secret and the power to protect it.

Zi Wei raised his wrist and reminded: "The clearance conditions are out!"

Everyone bowed their heads and looked at the task manager, only to see a line of words on it: [Welcome to the forbidden land? The world of despair, break the despair within seven days, you will be the first players to leave this place alive, please effort. 】

"What does it mean to break through despair?" Zi Wei looked at Zhuang Li.

Zhuang Li looked at the task manager, then at the wooden sign, shook his head and said, "I don't have a clue at the moment. However, the best way to break the despair is to give hope, right? And who does this despair belong to? What? Will this person be our mission target? These questions are the first things we need to figure out."

Everyone nodded, and then silently remembered this sentence - the way to break the despair is to give hope.

"Let's go in and have a look." Xuan Ming pulled Zhuang Li to his side and tightly protected him.

"Huh? Are only the five of us going through the barrier this time?" Zi Wei looked at the empty surroundings.

In the past, each dungeon had to gather 15 players to start, but this dungeon seemed a little different.

"This copy is very special, everyone should be careful." Xuan Ming warned.

Fewer words, bigger things. In the same way, the fewer people there are, the higher the risk.

Everyone looked solemn, and suddenly they were full of vigilance.

A group of people walked aimlessly in this community. The community covers a very large area. Dozens of high-rise buildings are densely arranged, shaped like coffins that are erected, and they are very close to each other, blocking the sunlight overhead. Let the people who live in it be in a dark environment every day and every night.

There is a thick gray fog around the high-rise building, and the gray fog is mixed with a stench and musty smell, like a carrion buried in the soil who was accidentally dug up, which is disgusting and unprovoked at the same time. Generates a lot of horrible associations.

Several people walked through the shadows of high-rise buildings, and their emotions became more and more depressed.

The surrounding temperature is gradually dropping, the air becomes humid and cold, and it feels like drowning and suffocating when inhaling it into the lungs.

Before encountering any danger, Ziwei, Xiaodao, and Huangmao's foreheads were already provoked by this strange atmosphere, dense cold sweat.

"I feel very uncomfortable, my heart is stuffy, and I can't breathe!" Zi Wei said in a hoarse voice.

"So are we." Xiaodao and Huangmao tugged at their necks, their faces full of anxiety.

This dungeon made them feel worse than the last dungeon.

"Desperate world." Zhuang Li chewed these four words again, and slowly grasped a clue. This whole world seems to be filled with an atmosphere of despair, and just the oppression of the environment and the rendering of the atmosphere have already caused a very negative impact on people.

Living in such a dark, dead, and gloomy place for a long time will cause problems with the mentality sooner or later.

Zhuang Li observed while walking, but Xuan Ming suddenly pulled him into his arms and quickly retreated.

Ziwei, Huangmao and Xiaodao also dodged.

Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled thud, and a small corpse landed on the position where they were standing, and the dark red blood slowly spread, filled with a fishy smell.

Xuan Ming covered Zhuang Li's eyes subconsciously, lest he couldn't stand the impact of this vision.

Zhuang Li took his hand and walked over to check the situation.

This corpse has been thrown beyond recognition, and its head, face, and limbs have all turned into a pool of mud, and its original appearance cannot be seen at all. Zhuang Li could only judge from his clothes, skeleton and height that he was a little boy, about six or seven years old.

Realizing that the amount of blood at the scene was less than that of a normal young child, Zhuang Li peeled off the little boy's clothes, carefully inspected his body, and was stunned.

"He was already dead when he fell from the upstairs." He pointed to the **** abdominal cavity of the little boy.

"I saw it." Xuan Ming added: "When he was still in the air, I found that his face was bloodless, his chest didn't rise and fall, and his body was stiff. Dead people would do that."