Chapter 295: The Bloody World When Exiting the Game

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Good fortune is rare, but misfortune never comes singly.

Han Fei's attempt to light the Shrine ended in failure, leaving him in a weakened state, with his Life Value barely clinging to a sliver, any minor scrape now could kill him.

In such an extreme situation, the Gesheng suddenly resurfaced, as if it had locked onto Han Fei, an unshakeable pursuer, impossible to shake off like a maggot in rotting flesh.

"I really shouldn't have tampered with the Shrine; I must have been marked with the aura of some Unspeakable entity." Han Fei thought of the terrifying eyes within the Shrine, and with a bitter smile, said, "What is this crappy game thinking, allowing a Level 12 player to trigger something meant for Level 30?"

Yimin Street seemed to have plunged into the depths of winter in an instant, even the wind around was imbued with a chilling breath.