Looking at the names on the corridor on the second floor, Shen Senguang thought of many things in an instant.

First of all, the person who left the blood stains is a super civilization similar to the aberrant civilization, but if not, it would be strange why it knows its own name.

When I was on the Yin-Yang Road, it was because I used the same name as myself [Shen Senguang] that the difference between real and fake Shen Senguang appeared.

That old Shen Senguang is essentially just an NPC in the game.

Shen Senguang looked at Yin Simam and the female necromancer running up the stairs. He suddenly poured his inner strength into the first floor and shouted loudly: "You form a formation and guard the outside."

Yin Simam covered her ears. "Are you too loud?"

Shen Senguang glanced at him. "They already knew that we were breaking into the library."

"It doesn't matter how loud or loud you sound."

He looked at the frightened female necromancer.

"But please explain to me clearly what is going on with the teammates you found for me."

"One more thing, do you think the enemy will know the name of a person he has never met?"

Yin Simam obviously also saw the bloody words on the corridor on the second floor, and his expression became serious. "It's like this again..."

"What does it look like?" Shen Senguang realized that Yin Simamu seemed to have encountered the same type of enemy.

Yin Simam said: "It was confusing again, and then made us feel confused, and then made us fight among ourselves in fear. My niece and I encountered a middle-level demon in the dungeon on the west side of the wilderness."

"At that time, we saw a tombstone erected outside the dungeon. The tombstone said - Those who enter must kill their closest relatives before leaving."

"That's when we entered the dungeon of solitude."

"Then the nightmare came."

"We had a smooth ride there at first, killing many demonized monsters in the dungeon, but then we encountered the middle demon."

Yin Simam's eyes widened, as if recalling fear. "If this middle demon was just a human, with that level of power, our team at that time would definitely be able to fight."

"However, amid the fear spread by the middle demon, some of us fled to the outside world in a hurry."

"Even forget that they are on the battlefield."

"Then our men were routed."

"Because I am an orphan, I have no relatives to kill, so I can leave there."

"But this niece of mine, the genius necromancer, she is trapped in the dungeon."

Shen Senguang frowned. "How did she leave the dungeon? Could it be that there was one of hers in the team at that time..."

"Close relative?"

Just as Yin Simam was about to speak, suddenly all the candles in the corridor on the second floor lit up.

Then, there was the sound of a cart, and a man with stains all over his body, wearing a white chef's skirt and a chef's hat on his head, smiled and said: "Eat...eat..."

"Eat...eat..."

[The library’s butcher chef, a low-level demonic appendage, seems to have been killed by the demon, and its soul stayed on this land forever.]

[Because he was delivering meals before he died, he has been wandering around the library delivering meals to people. If the butcher and chef saw the meat, maybe the butcher and chef would be happy to collect it and make it into delicious dishes. 】

When the butcher chef saw Shen Senguang, he immediately raised his hands and rushed over fiercely, as if he wanted to strangle the butcher chef's neck.

"Meat!"

"Meat!"

"I'm going to make you a delicious dish!"

The butcher and chef slammed down his hands, but Shen Senguang dodged. He hit the guy's back three times with his large rows of cloud palms, each time leaving a sunken palm print.

"Meat!"

Yin Simam gritted his teeth and dropped several seeds. Then the seeds sprouted and quickly restrained the butcher and chef.

Then, Shen Senguang drew out the Blood Thirst Sword and struck the butcher and chef on the shoulder.

The blood on the butcher's chef's shoulder oozed out, then turned into drops of blood and rolled towards Shen Senguang's sword.

A blood mark appeared on the butcher chef's shoulder. As Shen Senguang slashed his body with his second sword, a second blood mark appeared on the butcher chef's body, and then Shen Senguang slashed his third sword.

Three blood marks appeared on the butcher and chef's body.

The blood in his body boiled, breaking through the papery lake-like skin like steam, spurting blood outward.

About five minutes later, the chef collapsed.

Yin Simam walked over skillfully and cut off the ear of the butcher and chef. "This thing is our trophy."

"With this thing, we can prove that we killed a butcher and chef when we go back. This kind of thing is considered powerful among the demon's accessories, and is even more difficult to deal with than some low-level demons."

Shen Senguang also discovered that this guy's defenses were really strong.

He was struck three times in a row with his all-powerful cloud-dispelling palms, and he was still alive and well.

If he hadn't used the red item Bloodthirst Sword's equipment skill to attack, he wouldn't have been able to kill the monster so cleanly.

Yin Simam was not very happy. "It's almost the same as that time."

“It was very smooth when we first entered.”

"At that time, my niece did not leave by killing her closest relatives."

"But her close relatives rushed forward to fight the middle demon and died."

"She can leave the dungeon without her closest relatives."

"But that's why."

"She suffered from some mild demonic disease. Because it was not serious, we deceived the doctor at the entrance of the camp and only needed a few dozen contribution points."

Shen Senguang became speechless.

Damn camp doctor, I thought you were such an upright person at first, but it turns out that you still have the conditions to pass.

You can still let money buy off your conscience.

Then what were you doing at the entrance of the camp with such righteous words and threatening to leave others alive and dead?

He suddenly discovered that some people keep their consciences only to sell them at some point.

Shen Senguang sighed. "So that's it."

"Mild? Are you sure she won't affect our actions?"

The undead female mage immediately nodded and said, "I can fight on my own."

Shen Senguang nodded, reluctantly acquiescing.

If there was another episode, he would definitely not bring this female necromancer who was afraid of corpses.

They walked to the third floor. There was nothing in the corridor on the third floor, and there was not a single book on the internal library shelves.

And when they reached the fourth floor, terrible laughter came from the top of the stairs.

Some kind of weird power came down from the top of the building.
Chapter completed!