186: Chapter 186 Desperate Situation

Upon receiving the order, Su Qing and the others scrambled to escape; this was not a place where small fries like them could be of any help.

Forbidden Young Master and Little Fatty had originally thought that being level 12 players made them quite strong, but when it came to real combat, it was clear that they had to rely on high-level players like Chen Mo and the others.

If they went up there now, it would be pure suicide, and it would also be helping Little Brother Ghost regain his strength in disguise.

Alice successfully entered the bodies of Zhu Zhanji and the King, causing the two to temporarily set aside their conflict.

Both men simultaneously raised their arms and shouted loudly to the Chinese and Western soldiers.

"Everyone, stop fighting and go help the Chief of Staff overcome this danger!" the King roared.

Zhu Zhanji did the same; he grabbed the reins, and his warhorse reared its head high, letting out a whinny.

He shouted down to the soldiers below, "My Ming Dynasty must not let the descendants of Huaxia suffer persecution. If you see me fall from my horse tonight, do not stop advancing; continue to wield your swords!"

"We must fight until dawn!"

"Oh!—"

"Oh!—"

The rhythmic beating of drums and the shouts shook the heavens and the earth.

The 100 soldiers from both sides began to charge, intercepting all the wax figures that tried to enter the combat circle.

Amidst the flashing blades, the heads of the wax figures fell to the ground one by one.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!—"

Lying on the ground, Meng Zhou propped himself up with his elbows and sneered at the three of them—Chen Mo and the others.

"Chen Mo..."

"Don't think you've won, don't think you've won just because you have an 18-level teammate!"

"I am the smartest one, I am the man who should be favored by Little Jiang!"

Hearing Meng Zhou's sneer, Little Brother Ghost, who was nearby, was also full of confusion.

Had Meng Zhou really gone crazy?

Subsequently, everyone saw Meng Zhou suddenly grab the jungle machete from Little Brother Ghost's hand.

He slashed it right across his own throat!

A white light flashed, his neck split open, and hot blood sprayed out instantly.

Meng Zhou laughed excitedly, lying on the ground, twitching continuously, blood foam bubbling in his mouth.

Using his last bit of strength, he turned his gaze to meet Little Brother Ghost's eyes.

Little Brother Ghost understood immediately, and the corners of his mouth lifted.

He opened his mouth and spat out a thick fog, covering Meng Zhou.

The "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" of the white mist grew denser, and soon Meng Zhou turned into a real wax figure.

The 108 wax figures were now complete!

[Blooming Chrysanthemum: Damn it, this Equation has completely lost his mind! He actually turned himself into the last wax figure just to kill Many Children Many Blessings!]

[Break Up With Math: He also had a lot of potential. If he had really been a teammate of Many Children Many Blessings, it would have been a collaboration between powerhouses.]

[I Am Not Mentally Ill: Originally, he, Many Children Many Blessings, and the President of the Paranormal Club should have been three powerhouses, but the current situation... has completely collapsed. Out of the three of them, only one can survive in the end.]

[I Am Not Mentally Ill: It's all the fault of that guy, Number Six. Why, why did you let him die so easily, Little Moon? I wanted to kill him too!]

[Supreme Fungus: The Group Leader's item has also been used. Little Brother Ghost is about to become a complete entity; no one here can defeat a level 25 thing.]

[Supreme Fungus: Amitabha, who would have thought that Many Children Many Blessings would die halfway through his cultivation, falling before even becoming an immortal.]

[Cherry Maruko Calf: Sad~, I don't want to see them all die. So many people shouldn't die in a beginner dungeon.]

[Disturbing the Moon: There's really no other way. Now we can only pray that Many Children Many Blessings is the last one to die. The moment he is killed, we end the dungeon, and there might still be a chance to preserve Many Children Many Blessings's intact corpse.]

[Disturbing the Moon: That way... I can also watch him every day, put him in a coffin, and keep him.]

[Blooming Chrysanthemum: Brother Dumpling, what about the Group Leader? Only the Group Leader can save Many Children Many Blessings now!]

[Sky Dumpling: It's useless; the Group Leader can't come. Little Brother Ghost was originally left for Many Children Many Blessings to deal with last, but who would have expected that he was the Priest? Number Six's design was flawless, one ring after another.]

[Sky Dumpling: We can only wait for death. I don't know when we will be able to find another newcomer as strong as Many Children Many Blessings.]

[Sky Dumpling: Everyone, cast aside personal feelings. We are Administrators. Even if we look forward to a player, there is eventually a moment when it ends!]

[Sky Dumpling: Why not transfer the investment to Jiyin.]

[Blooming Chrysanthemum: Many Children Many Blessings!—Many Children Many Blessings!—]

[Blooming Chrysanthemum: If you die, who will give us a raise? You absolutely cannot die!]

[Sunny Turns Cloudy: Many Children Many Blessings, if you die, I don't want to live either!]

An intense wave of Fear rushed towards them, knocking Chen Mo and the other two to the ground on the spot.

A giant magic circle appeared under Little Brother Ghost's feet, and his body melted into wax and fell into it.

Immediately after, a giant palm emerged from it, pressing onto the ground, followed by 8 red eyes opening simultaneously.

A black shadow instantly shot out from it, spinning in the air and lunging fiercely towards Chen Mo.

Zhang Yichen stomped his foot, raised his sword to collide violently with the black shadow, and was instantly sent flying dozens of meters away.

White wax mist swirled around his body; one of Zhang Yichen's arms had completely turned into a wax figure, and his neck as well.

"It's no good, the gap is too large! Chen Mo, Lu Chengfeng, you two hurry and leave."

At this moment, Chen Mo saw clearly what the black shadow opposite him actually was.

It was a 5-meter-tall freak with a spider's head, but a human body, and 8 spider legs growing from its back, wriggling up and down in the air.

Its entire body was covered in black spider fuzz, and tentacles of various sizes were shaking there like wavy lines.

It held a chainsaw over 3 meters long in its hand, pulling the chain and making a "buzzing" sound.

"Chen Mo! Listen to me! When your parents died back then, I actually knew the truth about everything, but I didn't intervene to stop it."

"I could have allowed at least one of your parents to survive, but I was too timid; I am a coward."

The Priest turned into a pitch-black afterimage and instantly caught up, raising the chainsaw, ready to chop the bodies of the two in half.

Zhang Yichen took out a bottle of water of might, poured it onto his sword blade, and then used the sword to slice his finger, staining it with his own blood.

The blade instantly steamed with billowing white smoke, and strange black runes covered his entire body.

He used brute force to block the black shadow that was attacking Lu Chengfeng and Chen Mo.

Zhang Yichen roared loudly while raising his sword to clash with the chainsaw.

His small body was able to fight fiercely against that unknown creature that looked like an abyss.

"Chen Mo! I have waited for this day for a long time; I want to repay your kindness. If it weren't for your parents bringing me along, I would have died in the first dungeon!"

"I have been waiting for this day. In 10 years, I have only entered 4 dungeons in total, and this is the fourth."

"I obtained an item to enter dungeons on my own, just waiting for when you entered a dungeon, thinking that I could use my level advantage to guide you through the challenges."

"But now it seems... I was still too naive; fate is always so unfair to me."

"Uncle Zhang!—" Chen Mo drew his bone-scraping knife, wanting to rush over.

But his feet went soft, Chen Mo's pupils constricted, and he felt his lower body become limp and powerless.

Lu Chengfeng delivered a hand-chop to his knee, causing his legs to become paralyzed.

He hoisted him onto his shoulder and ran for his life in the direction of Su Qing and the others.

"Chen Mo! You must remember! Your parents died in Liaozhai Afterword! You must enter that dungeon and kill him!—" Zhang Yichen roared at the sky.

"Lu Chengfeng, put me down!" Chen Mo roared.

"I'm sorry, I can't do that. Just endure it a bit longer, Chen Mo; if you go over there now, you'll just die too."

"Too many people have already died. I have witnessed too many deaths and partings; at this time, you must trust my judgment." Lu Chengfeng's tone was serious.

He used his last bit of strength to cut off one of the giant spider legs.

Zhang Yichen knelt on the ground, his body pierced through by 8 spider legs.

Chen Mo lay on Lu Chengfeng's shoulder, watching that massive chainsaw rise.

Then it swung down...