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From that day on, secret realms descended upon the world.
Bizarre creatures cried out for nourishment, and strange rules lay in wait for the fortunate.
These individuals were lured by supernatural abilities and treasures, entering the game for wealth and power.
Yet soon, they would go mad with the roles they played, consumed by the savagery.
But he was different, always relishing the thrill of fear, savoring the joy of despair.
In the razor-sharp twists of fate, "Fantastic, thrilling!" he exclaimed.
Then he turned around, smiling and even more expectant—
Striding towards hell.
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March Into Hell

Li Qingming's head fell to the ground, but his body still stood nearby.


Blood began to gush out from the severed neck, like unstoppable magma.


"No!!!!!" Lin Huan frantically picked up Li Qingming's head, crying as she tried to put it back on, "No!!!! Protect...protect...protect!!!"


But this instead caused blood to spew from Li Qingming's mouth as well.


"No...no no no...failure..." Lin Huan still stubbornly persisted, her eyes almost bleeding, "Idiot...Lin Huan is...an idiot..."


While Liu Mo and the group had reformed into humanoid shapes at the far end of the bridge, watching the two with a mixture of horror and indifference.


Liu Mo flicked the blood off his long knife and bitterly said, staring at the decapitated corpse: "Right, should've stabbed earlier...bleeding means human, dispersion of energy means one of our own...got careless after all..."


His followers even had a look of having survived a great disaster.


326, Fly once more.