Apocalyptic Game

"Are you joking?"

"Although I acted very calmly, I swear I was absolutely not joking. Boy, I don't have much time, so I think about it. It's better to leave it to you to manage that office..." Crohn With the smoke in his hand and a calm face, he has accepted all this.

Wang Luoxuan stretched out his hand to **** the cigarette from Crohn's hand, and slammed the cigarette under his feet...

"When this mission is over, you and I will go to the 707 Bureau of Investigation and see what they can do, but before that, you are not allowed to smoke."

"You kid, why are you so unwilling to give up?" Crohn shook his head, although he knew that Wang Luoxuan would react like this when he knew it.

Wang Luoxuan and Crohn rested in this camp for about 12 hours, and the blood rain outside also stopped. After asking Zhang Yudong where the strange cult was in and out, they left the camp to investigate. In order to facilitate the movement, Solam Cassirer was left in the camp.

"Crohn, what exactly is the dream you are talking about?" Wang Luoxuan asked when he looked at Crohn who was walking with him, Wang Luoxuan was very concerned about the dream that Crohn said.

"Actually, it's nothing. When I first accepted that task with your grandfather, I felt as if I was cursed. I often dreamed that I was standing in front of the abyss and shot myself. It's ridiculous to say that I enjoy life this way. People who can live an extra day can earn money, so how can they shoot themselves?"

"Abyss? Is it the scene in that painting?" Wang Luoxuan frowned. Soram Cassirer's paintings are indeed very strange, and they can paint scenes where those people die.

"Don't worry, how could I die like the one in the painting? Solam Cassirer doesn't have the ability to predict the future at all. It's just a hoax." Crohn comforted Wang Luoxuan and said the same. It was comforting himself.

Just when Wang Luoxuan went to the place Zhang Yudong said, the ethereal and ethereal singing sounded into Wang Luoxuan and Crohn’s ears. Although they didn’t know the language and meaning of the song, it was very pleasant to hear. Peace of mind...

"How come there is singing here? And it's nice." Crohn closed his eyes and listened quietly.

The appearance of such singing in this world is a very strange thing. Wang Luoxuan was not confused by the singing, but used the burial soul music system to forcibly translate the singing...

"The sad nameless king...no one knows its name...the sleeping nameless king...no one knows its kingdom...the king cursed by time...no one knows its existence...praise the king's deeds , The sleeping King of Eternal Night should wake up..."

"The Nameless King!" Through the translation of the soul burial song, Wang Luoxuan also discovered that the song was related to the nameless king, and the investigator who was killed by the monster also reminded that the truth behind this is about the so-called namelessness. king.

"Crohn!" Wang Luoxuan shook Crohn, and this guy came back to his senses.

"what happened?"

"Come on! See what's going on?"

"Ok."

Wang Luoxuan and Crohn acted immediately, heading to the direction from the singing...

"and many more."

auzw.com Crohn was about to rush out, but was pulled by Wang Luoxuan. The two hid behind a junk car and looked forward, only to see a large group of people in black kneeling. Lie on the ground, and all the people in black kneeled to a white-robed man, and the singing originated from the white-robed man.

"Who are those guys?" Crohn frowned. Apart from investigators and some missing persons in the village, are there other people in this world?

"Are you a follower of the Unknown King?" Wang Luoxuan knew that these guys were most likely followers of the Unknown King, and the investigator who died also said that this incident was related to an ancient **** named the Unknown King. Since it is a god, there must be believers. Could it be that those guys want the unknown king to descend into this world?

If this is the case, it is a bit too bad. After all, the Nameless King is now parasitic in a player's body. If that guy comes to this world, then Wang Luoxuan must have only a dead end.

"Is the nameless king? This name has been heard more than once, what is it?" Crohn has not heard of the nameless king once, he is very familiar with this name.

"They seem to be leaving..."

"Boom!!!"

Before Wang Luoxuan finished speaking, Crohn on the side suddenly fell to the ground without warning. Just as Wang Luoxuan was wondering what was going on, his eyes suddenly went dark and he lost consciousness.

...

In the darkness, Wang Luoxuan could still vaguely hear the person's singing, which sounded so vain and ethereal, yet calming.

Wang Luoxuan didn't know how long he was in a coma when he closed his eyes. When Wang Luoxuan opened his eyes, he found that he was locked in that cave with the solid prison door in front of him.

Crohn wasn't by his side, he seemed to have been taken to another place to be imprisoned. Wang Luoxuan really didn't understand, what was it that made him and Crohn both unconscious like that.

But now he has separated from Crohn, and now the top priority is to find Crohn as soon as possible.

Wang Luoxuan took out the other shore from the system backpack and cut off to the front door, which was easily broken.

After walking out of the prison, Wang Luoxuan took out the soul-attracting lamp from the system backpack. Under the ray of the soul-attracting lamp, Wang Luoxuan also began to look at everything around him. This was an underground cave. Obviously those guys are based here.

"Damn it! Where is that guy?" The recorder couldn't contact Crohn at all. Looking for Crohn in this well-connected underground cave world is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack.

"It seems that I can only see if I can catch a few guys and ask them." Wang Luoxuan looked at the dark passage all the way down, and he could only continue walking, taking one step at a time.

There are some strange murals painted on the surrounding rock walls. In the paintings, a group of people are worshiping the guy on the throne, but among these worshipers, besides humans, there are still many various monsters.

"This is... the dream..."

At this time, Wang Luoxuan saw a familiar array in the mural, with a huge eye drawn inside a pentagram...

All the way down, Wang Luoxuan looked at the murals on the rock wall little by little. The murals recorded the unknown stories...

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