When Mo Cheng followed the old village chief to the altar, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times.
Under the altar, a large number of villagers had gathered at some point. Mo Cheng had clearly seen villagers wandering around the village just now.
Hearing the footsteps, the villagers turned their heads in unison, and were stunned when they saw Mo Cheng's young face.
The crowd suddenly became noisy. Many voices continued to reach Mo Cheng's ears.
"Why is he a young man this year? Oh, it's so pitiful that he has to be sacrificed at such a young age." A gray-haired villager looked at Mo Cheng with sympathetic eyes and sighed slightly.
"Yes, it's pitiful."
Among the villagers' comments, the most common word was the word pity, but they showed no sign of stopping it. Maybe they couldn't stop it, or maybe they would have to pay a price they couldn't pay if they stopped the sacrifice.
Mo Cheng had already decided to be a sacrifice, so he smiled indifferently to all the villagers' comments without any expression.
"Young man, come on, come up." The old village chief led Mo Cheng onto the altar.[
The altar is very simple, with nothing else except the table and sacrifices used for sacrifices.
However, when the old village chief stood on it and muttered a few words in an unknown language, the altar suddenly underwent earth-shaking changes.
A huge pool of blood appeared in front of Mo Cheng.
The blood pool was filled with bright red blood, and a salty smell emanated from the blood pool. The blood pool was not big and could only accommodate three adults.
"Young man, I solemnly tell you now. To become a sacrifice, you must do what you have to do. Remember!" The old village chief's expression was very solemn, and his tone became much more solemn.
"Go ahead." Mo Cheng nodded and said.
"You must jump into this blood pool and hold on for twelve hours. Entering here, you will suffer bone-eroding pain, not only physically, but also mentally." The old village chief said this, with a trace of emotion in his eyes.
A drop of crystal clear liquid.
Perhaps, the old village chief's relatives had suffered such pain, Mo Cheng thought as he looked at the old village chief's expression.
"If you can't hold on and jump out, then our sacrifice will be considered a failure." The old village chief said this, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Young man, have you really made your decision?"
"Yeah." Mo Cheng was unmoved and nodded.
"Well, he's a good young man. It's a pity that he was chosen." The old village chief murmured to himself, and then said mockingly to himself: "I am old and verbose."
"So, young man, are you ready?" The old village chief's expression became solemn again, and his tone also changed, as if he spoke in the voice of a middle-aged man full of energy.
"Can."
"Then, the sacrifice officially begins."
With a "pop" sound, Mo Cheng jumped in without any hesitation.[
A pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow instantly made Mo Cheng's whole body tremble. He had just entered the blood pool, and the pain was so terrifying.
When Mo Cheng's body was completely covered by the blood in the blood pool, Mo Cheng felt as if his head was stabbed hard by several needles.
This real pain, this pain that goes deep into the bone marrow, makes Mo Cheng feel a little dazed. Is this still a game?
Just like being stabbed and stabbed, every piece of skin and every nerve on the body is trembling and filled with fear.
The muscles all over Mo Cheng's body began to twitch and twitch involuntarily, and his face turned very pale, then cyan, and finally purple.
The old village chief stood on the edge of the blood pool, staring at Mo Cheng in the pool.
Although he did not believe that Mo Cheng could persevere, the sacrifice was a sacrifice and could not be replaced, so he could only resign himself to fate. This was why he did not believe in Mo Cheng at all, but still let Mo Cheng enter the blood pool.
He had always understood that except for sacrifices, no one else could enter their village.
Because they are a people abandoned by God...
Mo Cheng was still suffering from huge pain. Many times, he wanted to climb up, but the pain had made him stretch every part of his body. There was no place he could control.
The words of the old village chief suddenly rang out in Mocheng, saying that it would be enough to wait for twelve hours. How could anyone climb up like this?
Unless, someone couldn't bear the pain at all and died of pain.
A twisted smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Mo Cheng's mouth. This feeling was really worse than death.
The old village chief was shocked because he saw Mo Cheng's smile. No one had ever entered this pool of blood and smiled. But the trace of Mo Cheng's smile was indeed a smile.
Maybe, he can succeed.
The old village chief didn't say anything, that is, all the ninety-nine sacrifices in front of Mo City failed.
Time passes very slowly, of course for Mo City.
At this time, every second for him was so long, and every second was so unbearable.
Patience, endure the pain, bear the pain, accept the pain. This is the psychological change that occurred in Mo Cheng in the blood pool.
"Do you understand pain? Do you understand courage?" In a daze, this sentence suddenly came to Mo Cheng's ears.
Mo Cheng gasped and said word by word: "Acceptance is courage."
"System prompt: Congratulations to the player for silently clearing the second level of the Abyss level, courage and luck!"
"System Announcement: Congratulations to the player for silently clearing the second level of the Abyss Level. You have received 3,000 reputation points, 3 skill points, 1 million experience points, 10,000 gold coins, and a random gem."
"System Announcement: Congratulations to the player for silently clearing the second level of the Abyss Level, breaking the human clearance record. His achievements will be recorded in the epic forever. Let us cheer for him!"
"I r..." Player A squeezed out two words through gritted teeth.
"Your uncle!" Player B raised his middle finger.
"God, you're blind!" Player C felt sorry for himself.
"Wow, Silence, he's so handsome." A female player began to see stars in her eyes, and began to imagine stories about princes and princesses, rich and handsome men and Cinderella...
As for the other people, they are still in a state of confusion.
How much time has passed since then, and the second level of the abyss level has been passed...
Mo Cheng was still in a daze. Although the mission was passed, he was still in the pool of blood. Although the pain was gone, he was still unable to move due to the sequelae.
Has twelve hours passed? Mo Cheng thought in a daze.
So he pulled up the system time and saw that it was wrong. It had only been an hour, and the system announcement had clearly been...
Before Mo Cheng came back to his senses, the environment around him suddenly slowly dissipated.
The old village chief looked at Mo Cheng with a smile on his face and said: "Thank you..."
At the same time, the surrounding villagers also opened their mouths to say thank you, and then gradually disappeared.
"System prompt: The third level is about to begin, players please be prepared!"
Hearing this system prompt, Mo Cheng also wanted to curse.
The pain and spasms all over his body hadn't ended yet, which told him that he was about to start the third level. Moreover, when he pulled out his attributes just now, it turned out that his attributes had been reduced by fifty percent.
This means that at this level, reducing attributes is no joke. He immediately had the urge to delete his account, but his reason stopped him.
As long as you complete the abyss level promotion, everything is fine.
Mo Cheng remembers that the legendary level 40 promotion has a title bonus, so the abyss level will also have a title bonus. In the previous life, the legendary level promotion title bonus was 5%. According to the general theory of thinking, the worst is okay.
Fifteen percent bonus.
Even if it only has 65% of the attributes, Mo Cheng thinks it is enough. The rest will be strengthened by future equipment.
It's just that when he reaches level 40 to level 60, his life will definitely not be easy.
After all, most people would have deleted their accounts long ago if they lost 35% of their attributes. Let alone 35%, the average player would not be able to bear even a 1% loss.
Only Mocheng can do that.
The scene of the third level appeared. It was a huge garden. In the middle of the garden, it was obvious that several figures were seen there.
"System prompts: The third level officially begins!"
Mo Cheng couldn't help but sneered: Zero Realm really doesn't know anything except howling.
The pain in his muscles caused Mo Chengfa to take out his staff, but he was not ready to assume a fighting posture now. He stood there, preparing to recover first.
The pain in his head was quite sad. If Mo Cheng were asked to jump into that pool again now, Mo Cheng probably wouldn't do it again.
That is simply not something people can bear.
Ling Chi, your body and mind, no wonder no one has passed the abyss level challenge in previous lives.
After resting for about ten minutes, when Mo Cheng felt that he could control his body, he tried to raise his hand and clenched his fist. He was still a little uncomfortable, but he didn't have much time to wait.
The nerve pain still didn't go away, but Mo Cheng decided to endure it.
Walking into the garden, there was a scent of flowers and a burst of laughter.
Mo Cheng was already ready for battle. Sure enough, as soon as Mo Cheng was ready, a burst of laughter suddenly came: "Sisters, the guests have arrived, why don't you go and greet them quickly?"
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of figures suddenly fell from the sky and stood in front of Mo Cheng.
Flower Apprentice (Gold Level)
Level: Level 40
HP:500000500000
Skills: Unknown
Properties: unknown
Introduction: The flower slaves who take care of Philites' garden are the most loyal servants of Philites.
"Fuck, this is still the lowest level monster!" Mo Cheng's expression finally changed. The reason was that there were eight of them here because of him.
The eight gold-level bosses are actually servants. So the level of that boss is not difficult to predict.
It must be! Legendary!
Does this level require killing a legendary boss and an unknown number of flower disciples?
Mo Cheng looked at the garden in front of him and suddenly felt that the blood pool in the second level was so cute...
(ps: Please feel free to collect! Although Yue Ye is a newcomer, she has done everything she said!)
