Chapter 2

With his current equipment, Song Yu was not really afraid of the so-called nightmare-level prefix title. However, since this was a new instance dungeon, it was always best to exercise caution until he figured out the mechanics.

Stowing the items away into his inventory slots, Song Yu drove away from the frozen lake.

Due to the heavy snowfall, the sedan made very slow and difficult progress.

After driving for a while, Song Yu had no choice but to get out and continue on foot.

If only he had unboxed a snowmobile from the previous dungeon.

Besides, he would be traveling through countless worlds in the future; who could guarantee that there wouldn't be martial arts or wuxia worlds among them?

"My, my parents are in corporate management—um, well, they're in management at Yundu Pharmaceuticals. Their names are Wang Chuanyu and Shen Yuexin," Wang Xiaoqing stammered out in explanation.

Zhou Yan reached out and gently brushed a tear from the cheek of his face, his eyes filled with confusion. Although he didn't understand why Zhou Yi was weeping, Zhou Yi's words remained deeply etched in his heart.

However, two unique types of items fell outside this category. One was the guild weapon; surpassing the divine artifact tier, it rivaled world-class items. Yet, because they were extremely difficult to manufacture and required vast amounts of wealth as well as rare items, very few guilds possessed them.

If that were all, they wouldn't have been driven quite so mad, but this despicable wretch had deliberately informed them right before selling it off.

After the soldiers had withdrawn, Li Muyang slowly pulled back from the military camp under the protection of his subordinates.

Gao Xin and Qin Li were instantly overjoyed, almost leaping out of their seats to cheer. Han Zaipiao had been so arrogant before that they had long since found him unbearable; now that Lin Fan had stepped in and utterly crippled Han Zaipiao, it was immensely satisfying.

A tier-two stealth suit, a tier-two dagger, a tier-three alloy greatsword, several grenades, flashbangs, and landmines.

Seeing Guo Dong turn his gaze toward him, King Lu Shang directly hoisted the Ghost Seal high above his head, roaring loudly as baleful Yin energy surged all over his body.

Pressed by the two of them from both sides, Zhou Yi found that the scheme she had plotted had unexpectedly become an insurmountable stumbling block. Standing before everyone, she truly had no way to defend herself.

She rinsed herself with clean water, gave her body a casual wipe down, and then put her clothes back on.

Bodhisattva Avalokiteshvara waved her hand, and the Demon-Suppressing Orb—fully charged with energy by the Dragon King of Jinshan Lake—flew into her grasp. She flicked a willow branch dipped in her pure-water vase, and a single droplet fell upon Ao Wei's head, causing the demonic aura on him to rapidly dissipate.

As he spoke these words, Ers appeared supremely solemn, tilting his head back as if on a pilgrimage. After a slight pause of a few seconds following the end of his sentence, his voice rang out once again.

Tang Ya walked aimlessly, turned a corner, and sat down on the curb with her head bowed, lost in thought. Was it resentment? Or humiliation?

"Lin Feng, aren't you going to come over here?" Wu Xiaomeng always felt as though a pair of eyes was sizing her up, making her feel quite uncomfortable. Thinking she had run into some arrogant scion yet again, she turned around only to find none other than Lin Feng.

Zhao Gongming discussed with Gengchen about seeking out Wuzhiqi tomorrow to take him down in one fell swoop. For now, he needed to calculate the whereabouts of his fellow Daoist Qiu Xuanguang, and whether fortune or misfortune awaited him.

Aside from figures like Yoshinobu who refused to meddle in the affair for specific reasons, the bosses of the other gangs made no attempt to stop their subordinates from participating in the hunt for the killer.

The dining car was not very crowded, and Tang Yan and Tianci chose a table to sit down. Tang Yan took the menu, directly ordered four dishes and a soup, and the two began to chat.

Kehan's cooperation with them was undoubtedly aimed at the various assassins converging from all directions.

Jiang Ciyun dampened the rag and wrung out the pitch-black item without the slightest hesitation. I swept the floor while he meticulously wiped down the furniture. We quietly went about our respective tasks without much verbal exchange, yet the feeling was truly that of a deeply affectionate married couple.