Chapter 314 Hell Level Dungeon

When Joan of Arc opened her eyes, the bonfire was still burning, but there was no one in the room.

"What about people?"

There were no signs of a fight here either.

He pulled out the friend list and found that Heather was still online. He sent her a message but there was no response.

"Did we encounter an attack?" Joan of Arc couldn't help but wonder.

It is very likely that something happened to the teammate.

However, the fact that Heather is still alive after such a long time shows that the enemy is not strong.

Jeanne pushed the door open and left the room, standing on the empty street.

The broken moonlight sprinkled down from the sky, making the whole street look very hazy.

The rear had been cleared out as they walked along, so there was no possibility of enemies, so the teammates could only move forward.

There is a huge iron gate in front.

"Did he go into the manor?"

Joan of Arc sent several more messages to Heather, but still received no response.

He walked closer to the manor and squatted in front of the big iron gate to observe it carefully.

I remembered that the big iron gate was closed when I saw the manor before, but now it was open a crack.

Just enough for one person to get in sideways.

I couldn't see it clearly because I was too far away. When I got closer, I found that the iron gate was exquisitely decorated. Although it had been eroded by rain due to lack of maintenance for a long time, the Phalaenopsis flower pattern was still visible.

This is a top aristocratic manor. Although it is far away from the "royal palace castle" that can be seen just by looking up, it can still be considered as being at the feet of the emperor and has a superior geographical location.

Joan of Arc tiptoed into the manor, trying to keep her voice as low as possible.

He felt very sorry that he didn't have a treasure-stealing banshee on hand, otherwise even if he jumped, no sound would be made.

I didn't encounter anything wrong along the way, but my vision was always covered by a layer of unclear fog.

There were more than a dozen horse-drawn carriages in front of us that were no longer pulled by horses. There were spider webs wrapped around the carriages and a thick layer of dust that could be felt by hand, indicating that no one had used them for several years.

There was a four-story building in the manor. When he approached it, he seemed to hear a woman laughing.

Goose bumps suddenly appeared uncontrollably on his elbows and back. There might be a BOSS ahead, or maybe... He followed his instinct and turned around and left quickly.

Let's wait until other people come online.

Just like there was no obstruction when he came, his departure was just as smooth. However, just as he was about to return to the campfire, he found three figures standing upright in the moonlight.

They were the three teammates who had logged off with him before.

They had their backs to themselves.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

The street was safe, so he dared to raise his voice a little.

The three teammates ignored him. They still faced forward, motionless.

Joan of Arc slowly walked up to the three of them and looked forward following their gaze. It was Heather, who was in charge of standing guard at the beginning. Her face was extremely pale, an eerie white.

He seemed to be in some abnormal state at this moment and looked confused.

Joan of Arc was startled.

In his sight, behind Heather, who looked puzzled, was a blood-red long dress, leaning on his shoulders like an intimate lover.

There was no wind, but the red skirt swayed gently.

What's even more terrifying is that this thing has no health bar.

Joan of Arc felt her heart was beating wildly and violently. What should she do if she encountered a ghost in the game?
Under the stiff gazes of the four people, an arm slowly stretched out from the blood-red dress and gently rested on Heather's shoulder.

A pale hand, with shriveled, long nails painted bright red. "You, you, your shoulder!" Jeanne stretched out her hand to gesture, and his scalp tingled.

Hearing the reminder, Heather subconsciously turned her head to look at her shoulder, and caught a glimpse of a shriveled arm resting on her shoulder.

"Bang" Heather fell to the ground.

Joan of Arc and the others knew that this was a game and they would not really die, so after seeing Heather fall to the ground inexplicably, the four of them bravely rushed forward.

Unexpectedly, the red skirt suddenly disappeared.

After a few minutes the heather finally returned to normal.

"I was disconnected just now." Heather sat up, her expression full of lingering fear.

Although he said the connection was disconnected, he actually preferred to think that he was awakened by a nightmare.

Since the game is played through "dreams", being woken up by fright in a dream is reasonable.

Li Xiaoyao asked: "What happened to you before?"

"I……"

Heather recalled her previous experience: "After you all logged off, I sat by the campfire alone and watched videos on the official website. Then I heard footsteps. I thought it was a dragon-transformed soldier approaching, so I quietly followed him out with my sword in hand to see what was going on. Then, I didn't know why I felt something was wrong in the manor, so I walked in."

Joan of Arc on the side also nodded in agreement. He had been inexplicably certain that Heather had entered the manor and then took the initiative to enter the manor.

If he hadn't heard the strange laughter that woke him up, he might have already entered the building.

"It's probably a feature of the game design." He simply tried to analyze it and got the approval.

Advanced game design does not give players a coordinate point for running to, but will subtly influence the environment to make people feel that it is time to go inside.

Heather continued: "I walked into the manor and saw a woman in a red dress with her back to me on the lawn. There was no bloody red name on her head, so I thought she was not in danger. Then I walked over and asked, 'Miss, what's wrong with you?', and then the woman turned her head."

The atmosphere reduced the height of the bonfire flames, the temperature in the room dropped suddenly, and visibility also decreased.

"It was an expressionless face, and very pale. All I can remember was that it was very pale. I was startled and wanted to run away but found my legs were weak and I couldn't move. Then I saw Joan of Arc walk in." He looked at Joan of Arc.

"I told Joan of Arc that there was danger here, but she ignored me. I was scared by the woman in the red dress at the time. But when Joan of Arc appeared, the woman in the red dress was scared away. Then I found that I could no longer see Joan of Arc when I was able to move. When I escaped, I happened to see the three of you coming out."

Li Xiaoyao and the other two said, "We found that both of you were online, but not by the campfire, so we came out together to look for you."

The five people gathered together again and looked at the manor in front of them.

The options left to them now were to rush in and investigate, or to take a detour.

"It should be a large and difficult instance."

"Can we get in or not?"

"But it seems there is no health bar."

Large dungeons are not scary, but enemies with no health bars will be very scary.

The five people looked at the manor, took a deep breath and walked in. Since the "main line" has been pushed here, it means that their level and strength should be sufficient.

Seven minutes later, the five men stood in the Land Corps, surrounded by undead who had also just been resurrected.

This is their resurrection point by default.

"Hell-level copy." Joan of Arc said.

He simply nodded: "It's unlikely that we can handle it with just a few of us."

"Report it."

When the undead first enter the royal city, they will receive the main quest of [Golden Throne], which is to explore and investigate the internal situation of the royal city.

Reporting military intelligence now can be considered as completing the mission. If you add the "pretty little trash" stuffed in the space quiver, it's not a loss at all.

As for that hell-level copy, whoever has the ability can go and clear it, so they should just forget about it.

(End of this chapter)