Chapter 929: Blade Enters the Demon City (Part 3)

"Oh..." Feng Bujue was unusually calm after hearing what Hill said, "Is that so..." He muttered, "Can I understand that... you are negotiating with me?"

"Yes, I am negotiating with you." Hill was also trembling in his heart, but he still acted quite tough on the surface.

"Heh..." Feng Bujue smiled, "Aren't you afraid that I will immediately read a bunch of trigger words on the communicator and electrocute you to death?"

"If you electrocute me to death, you will never find Van Helsing's diary!" Hill's temples were already sweating, but he still mustered up the courage to respond.

"Well... not bad." Feng Bujue pondered, "You have some courage, and your brain is not stupid."

"Humph... I don't need your praise." When Hill heard that his brother's attitude had eased, he breathed a sigh of relief and snorted, "So... what do you think of this condition?"

Unexpectedly, Feng Bujue responded with the next sentence: "Not very good."

"What?" Hill was shocked, "Don't you want that diary?"

"Hehe..." Feng Bujue laughed twice again, "Although I said you're 'not stupid', that doesn't mean you are smart enough to play a game with me on an equal footing." He paused for two seconds, and then continued, "Mr. Hill, I think I should remind you again... At this moment, the thing you are carrying is a 'tracker'... Tracker! Tracker!!"

As the saying goes, important things should be said three times, so Feng Bujue repeated the word three times at the end of the sentence with a gradually increasing tone and volume.

After being yelled at by him, Hill realized the problem belatedly: "You...you know where I've been..."

"Very good." Feng Bujue said this in a tone like a teacher evaluating a student who answered the question correctly. After a slight pause, he continued, "Where you've been, how long you stayed, what you said, and all the movements around you. I know everything..." He concluded, "In short...I can kill you now, and then find the diary according to your route of action."

"No...this...this..." Hill sat down on the ground with a dazed look in his eyes, and his mouth was incoherent.

"In fact, if you don't hide the diary, but carry it with you, and use torches and gasoline to scare me...then I will be in trouble." Feng Bujue continued. "Although I can still use electric shock to make you lose your ability to move, I can't guarantee the safety of the diary." He sighed, "And the development like now...it couldn't be better; the diary has been placed by you in a...'safe place' that you can't reach yourself."

Stop talking here. Feng Bujue's tone became gloomy: "I think you have understood now... why I, who have been keeping an eye on you, did not use the communicator to stop you when you hid the diary."

"Give me another chance!" At this point, Hill could only admit defeat again, "Don't kill me... I'll go get the diary now... There's still time!"

"Ha!" Feng Bujue laughed. "At this point... do you think I will let you get close to the book?"

As soon as these words came out. Hill immediately began to tear his suit hard, as if he wanted to take out the tracker.

"Okay, don't waste your energy."

While Brother Jue was talking, Hill felt a sharp pain in his back, and the stimulation of the electric shock made him lie on the ground and twitch for several seconds.

"How... how is it possible?" Hill said in a shocked tone when he caught his breath again.

"You must be wondering why I didn't say the 'trigger word', but you were shocked, right?" Feng Bujue laughed. "Hehe... the reason is very simple - in fact, from the beginning... there was no trigger word."

"What?" Hill was confused again.

"Even if it was my assistant (Musashi Koganei)..." Feng Bujue continued, "it is impossible to make a chip embedded in the human body that can receive and identify specific external sound signals in such a short time."

"Then..." Hill still didn't understand. "Then why do I get shocked every time you say those specific words?"

"Didn't you notice... every time I say those words, I always put one hand in my pocket or hide it behind my back?" Feng Bujue continued.

Hearing this, Hill was startled, and at this moment, many memory fragments flashed before his eyes.

"Do you understand?" Feng Bujue paused for a few seconds before saying, "I'm pressing the remote control."

"You!" Hilton felt that he had been fooled. In shock and anger, he couldn't help but swear, "You bastard! You are simply a devil!"

"It seems that you understand." Brother Jue didn't care about Hill's curse, and even had a complacent look on his face. "There is no 'trigger word' at all, let alone 'delayed trigger word'. I just made up whatever I thought of. Anyway, if I want you to be electrocuted, you will be electrocuted..." He cleared his throat, "So... I want to advise you now, 'take out the tracker and then retrieve the diary as a threat' This plan... It's better to give up as soon as possible. Even if the communication is interrupted, I can still electrocute you to death... It's just a matter of moving my fingers."

Hearing this, Hill...finally despaired. He realized...that "Mr. F" who looked like a child was much more terrifying than he had imagined. If there was really some kind of "game" between the two of them, then Mr. F was always more than five steps ahead of him...no matter what he did or thought...it was all in vain.

"Okay..." Hill simply collapsed on the ground and gave up resistance, "Kill me if you want..."

"If I want to kill you, I can do it on the way here after you hide the diary." Feng Bujue continued, "Why waste so much time talking to you?"

Hill was stunned for a moment: "Then...what do you want?"

"I'm sparing your life because I have something else to do for you." Feng Bujue replied, "Now, if you don't want to die or live the rest of your life with this chip, then come to the castle quickly. Stay where you are after you come in...the werewolf will come to pick you up."

"Okay!" Hill was immediately refreshed when he heard that there was still a way to survive, and he got up from the ground swiftly. "I'll be in the city soon... Wait... Did you just say 'werewolf'?"

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Unlike Hill who was "invited" into the castle, the treatment of Blade and the other three was worse...

Soon after they entered the [underground waters], they found that the road was blocked.

Of course... Strictly speaking, it was not "blocked", but they did not have the ability to pass through... After killing seven or eight bats and the huge "killer fish", a branch route appeared in front of them. One way was upward, but the platform above was extremely high, and there was no place to gain leverage on the water surface. It was difficult to go up; the other way was downward, and you had to dive in, but it was pitch black underwater. You didn't know where it led to, and you didn't know how long it would take to reach the ground...

After some consideration, they decided to turn back and take another route outside the red gate...

So. It took them another five minutes to quickly turn back. They passed through the white corridor and came to the place with the pool again.

Since they had already swam in the underground waters, they didn't care about getting soaked and headed directly to the other side of the pool. What was waiting for them in the pool was... a group of earth-colored fish monsters.

Fortunately, the strength of these monsters was also very low, and they could basically be killed by Brother Long with a single blow of his shield.

Soon, they swam across the pool and came to the opposite shore. The terrain on this side was symmetrical with the route they took when they came in. The three of them jumped back and forth through two staggered platforms. Then they entered the next space.

What surprised them was... there was actually a small boss in this space...

Although it was a "small" boss. But its momentum and size were quite large. Its appearance... was just a giant green skeleton crawling on the ground with only the upper body.

Because it held a huge bone stick in its right hand (it was not known whether it was its own leg bone), it could only crawl back and forth with its left hand, and its movements were quite slow. However, its huge size makes up for its lack of mobility... Because it is indoors, there is not much space for players to maneuver. In the limited space, it is not easy to dodge the giant pillar-like bone stick.

Fortunately, the three players of Blade are all experienced in monster hunting. After observing the action pattern of this small boss, they rushed forward and beat it wildly during the gap between its attacks, directly blasting it into a pile of bone slag.

If it were in other games, after defeating such a monster, 80% of it would explode some equipment or something. Even if it doesn’t drop treasure... at least it should allow players to recover some blood for free.

However, this is a horror park... It is normal to have nothing but skill points after defeating a super monster.

Therefore, after beating the small boss, Brother Long and his team briefly checked the corpse and continued on their way after confirming that there was nothing left...

The architectural decorations of the next few rooms gradually became richer, with broken metal stairs, colorful floor-to-ceiling windows, beige stone walls and stone carvings, and brighter candlesticks, etc.

Along with the decorations, the types and strength of monsters are also upgraded...

Fully armed zombies, flying eyeball monsters, blue biting crows, hot wheels with lion faces printed on the shafts, skeletons throwing bones, skeletons wearing armor, skeletons shooting bows and arrows, unmanned armor that can throw spinning axes, unmanned armor that can throw large stones, etc., in short, there are all kinds of things, from heaven to earth, and the attack methods are also different.

Brother Long and his friends felt like they were playing some kind of horizontal board passing game. The deeper they went, the stronger the enemies they encountered, and this "strong" was not just a simple increase in health, but an individual or comprehensive increase in the five aspects of "attack, defense, speed, skills, and intelligence".

However... they have come here, and it is obviously impossible for them to go back and leave the city empty-handed... Even if they bite the bullet, they have to go on.

[Chapel]

Finally, after passing through numerous obstacles, wading through water and jumping over slopes, and killing dozens of monsters... they passed through a white corridor blocked by two red doors and heard the system prompt.

At this time, nearly an hour had passed since they first entered the city, and the three people's physical strength had been consumed by about one-third.

"What is it this time? Is that the leader of the Nine Undead Leaders?" Looking at a giant burning skull floating in the distance, the sweaty Long Aomin panted and said.

"It just looks similar..." Tanlang, who followed behind, added, "The real soul-stealer should be much stronger than the boss in this script."

Qisha breathed a sigh of relief: "Then... the old rule is, this kind of thing floating in the air and seemingly unavoidable... should be handled by me..." As he said that, he was about to use [My Way Fist].

"You all seem to be in good spirits." Just as Qisha raised his hand, the burning skull suddenly spoke.

"Oh? After fighting all the way, this is the first monster that can communicate..." Brother Long thought immediately.

"But the progress is still slower than I expected." The skull ignored Brother Long's words and continued on his own, "Is it because your body has shrunk and you need to pay more attention to the distribution of physical energy than usual?"

As soon as he heard the words "body shrinking", Greedy Wolf's expression changed. He took a step forward and said loudly: "Who are you?" Before the other party could respond, he couldn't wait to guess what he had in mind. The name was announced, "Feng Bujue?"

"Haha... That's a good guess." The skull continued, "Of course... I'm not here myself, I just use magic... to talk to you through the voice of this monster."

"It's really your style..." Qisha stared at the skeleton and said, "Always hiding in the dark and controlling something..."

"You can't say that... This morning, I had a round of anal sex with you in the open, but in the end, I was almost beaten to death." Feng Bujue continued in a very unbeatable tone, "After this battle, That’s when I decided to change my strategy.”

"Why don't you just say that you are better at playing dirty..." Qisha said again.

"Since you asked so... Okay." Feng Bujue paused for a moment, then raised his voice and shouted with the weird voice of the skull, "Yes! I am good at playing dirty! I just like to play. Damn it! Even if I don’t want to be naughty, the audience is still expecting me to be naughty! I just want to be naughty to death! Hahahahaha..."

Seeing this scene, the corners of Qisha's mouth twitched, he couldn't laugh or cry, and he was also angry...

Long Aomin noticed the change in his expression, so he patted his young shoulder and said: "You... are too young... Look at me, I never take the initiative to argue with Brother Feng..."

"Hahahaha..." Feng Bujue's villainous laughter lasted for thirty seconds before stopping. After he finished laughing, he took a long breath and said, "Huh...ok, gentlemen, I originally wanted to This is to give you some tips on the route. But now I have changed my mind, you can continue to play in the city... Who makes me so insidious, hahahahaha..."

boom--

This time, his laughter did not last long, because Qisha used a [Wo Dao Fist] to blast the skull into ashes. (To be continued...)