Arriving alone: ​​70 billion copies of survival

Chapter 8 [Friendship of the Lord of the Great Abyss]

The moment He Gang said these words silently.

His pupils dilated, his eyes lost focus, and he suddenly fell into endless darkness.

In this darkness, there are sticky and slippery things wrapping him, and small, sharp and barbed serrations slashing across every inch of his body over and over again.

This darkness is not so pure.

In fact, in comparison, He Gang almost felt as if he existed in the stomach of some behemoth. The sticky and slippery feeling around him was actually the peristalsis of the stomach wall of this huge creature before it secreted gastric acid.

Then, he inexplicably felt an infinitely large object with no rules, eternally accompanied by high-pitched and piercing flute sounds, operating at an unimaginable speed.

Vertigo and distortion quickly hit.

The sanity column on He Gang's attribute panel is slowly and irrefutably decreasing.

There was an extremely weird and extremely frightening emotion lingering in his brain, as if the huge object shot a tiny tentacle into his brain at an infinite speed.

Suddenly, He Gang's whole body began to twitch.

He suddenly saw in this illusory and disgusting darkness, a pair of nebula-like eyes that almost filled the entire field of vision, looking at him right in front of him!
Being stared at by these eyes, it feels like the whole person is going to be melted and fused, and the sanity has almost dropped to freezing point.

Fluid was poured down his throat.

"Fuck Nima!"

He cursed.

This firm and full of national curse instantly brought him back to reality from the endless darkness under the gaze of the huge pupils.

He staggered and fell to the slippery ground.

Breathing heavily.

"You're lost."

Dumbledore looked into He Gang's eyes and pulled his eyelids away with both hands to observe the latter's eyeballs.

In his hand he held a bottle containing the shadow's gift.

It was by making use of the "absolutely rational" feature of this thing when taking it that He Gang was able to break free from the weird and crazy illusion just now.

"But sometimes, we also have to understand that good luck always comes with bad luck."

The giant phoenix patron saint enveloped the two of them in their bodies, but the surrounding darkness was still horrifying and they didn't want to look directly at them.

Dumbledore helped He Gang who was enduring great pain, and fed him half a chocolate frog.

This eased his pain and allowed him to regain mobility more quickly.

"Lamia left something on you, He can see through your eyes, so I don't want to look at you."

Dumbledore's tall body is like a wall, blocking all the mysteries and ominousness behind.

He Gang could even hear whispered prayers and disorderly sleep talking outside the patron saint of the phoenix.

Dumbledore continued:
"When you were pulled into the void just now, I was able to pull you out, but I didn't do that. Maybe this mysterious thing can help you get out of Lamia's predicament...Obviously, I succeeded."

He Gangxin said that it's as if you picked up an item that can summon a dish fairy while walking on the road, but you chose to stuff this thing into the Buddha's merit box.

After repairing at the door of the church for a full hour, He Gang restored himself to his peak condition.

He is now at level 9, his dual attributes are very close to the integer 5, and his physical skills are also quite powerful.

"It's a very clever method to hide a curse similar to the Imperius Curse in these fonts written with the blood of an unknown creature. When someone sees and reads it, they will be dominated to do something matter."

"Although I don't know what it will be, it is much more terrifying than Voldemort anyway."

"Fortunately, you just recited it silently in your heart, otherwise you might be completely lost here."

Dumbledore stood up and patted the hem of his robes.

He summoned a flickering light at the tip of his wand, leaping into the conversation like an elf.

"Didn't you read it silently, Professor?"

"I read it, but in the era of Voldemort, people often used the Imperius Curse on me secretly. You know, if a powerful wizard like me can stand on their side, the entire wizarding world will collapse...so this thing can't It had a great effect on me, instead, I poked his eyeballs."

"Buffalo Plath."

They then fell silent.

Walking side by side towards the interior of the church.

Messy benches were arranged crookedly on both sides of the moldy and gray red carpet, and some shapeless and inexplicable corpses were still in the process of decay.

The religious murals on the dome had completely fallen off and were covered by some vines that had somehow invaded the building.

A smell of corruption, stench, blood, and saltiness filled the air.

"There's something in here."

"I know, Professor. The sets in the most classic horror movies are not as professional as here."

"It's different from those things outside, it's more dangerous here."

Dumbledore did not hesitate, and terrifying flames as thick as substance poured out of the wand.
"Fire fire... Even among the forbidden curses, this is the most powerful and lethal flame. Apart from completely clearing out the flammable materials, there is no way for Muggles to extinguish it. Come closer to me, Hong Kong, this flame contains a curse, It can't tell the difference between friend and foe."

To deal with the mysterious existence that is obviously hostile and completely different from his own species, Dumbledore's attack is the ultimate move.

Fiendfire, dozens of times more powerful than the blazing flame that killed Lamia believers last time, fell on the ground of the church.

The slippery mucus made a whimpering sound in an instant.

The worn-out and decayed carpets were burned to ashes.

Even with Dumbledore protecting him behind him, He Gang could still feel the heat wave coming towards his face as if he was about to fall into a boiling crater.

Fiendfire cannot be extinguished by any means.

It would continue to burn the church until it was completely destroyed, and then it would be up to Dumbledore to put an end to it.

System log: "You and your partner killed ["Meme Stop" Church Prowler], gained experience 8, corrupted flesh*3. "

System log: "You and your partner killed [the unjust soul in the church of "Meme Stop"], gained experience 9, useless soul*1. "

……

A series of syslog flushes.

"With this speed of spawning monsters, I can reach level ten without even having to wait until the church is completely burned down."

He Gang has already begun to look forward to it.

At level ten, the base system and mission system will be activated.

The item purchase currency in the system store is also a product after the mission system is turned on.

There will be a big improvement at that time.

They walked all the way to the inside.

The terrifying fire mimics the form of a dragon and a chimera with violent emotions, chasing mysterious creatures that He Gang can't see under the dome.

"The more it is at this time, the more we should be [-]% vigilant... What I am worried about has not yet appeared."

Dumbledore is so striding, he is still releasing a steady stream of fiery fires, these magical fires containing curses seem to be salivating at the mysterious creatures, and can't wait to swallow the entire church.

And He Gang thought in his heart that he might go directly to another city to unleash a ball of Fiendfire, so that he could continuously gain experience and props.

System log: "You triggered the bronze-level mission [Friendship of the Lord of the Great Abyss], please check the mission details immediately."

In an instant, He Gang's face darkened.

(End of this chapter)