This is the most grand show every year in the Steam City.
The big shots in the uptown area will randomly throw voluntary participants into certain harsh environments, forcing them to fight for food and water in order to survive, and take pleasure in doing so.
Occasionally, one or two final winners will be granted 'citizen' status, allowing them to enter the upper city and become superior people.
——This is the view of most workers in Xiacheng District.
Some of them regard the Abyss Game as a ladder for promotion, while others regard it as the devil's game and try their best to discourage everyone from participating.
Dunjun is the first type.
Although, he still has a feeling.
The inside story of this abyss game is not that simple.
He dares to participate in the abyss game, so he naturally has some confidence. He is still in good health, because he has the strength to wield a shovel for a long time, and he should be more comfortable wielding weapons such as hammers.
Of course, apart from that, Dunjun doesn't have any special skills that can ensure that he can survive a fight involving thousands of people.
But he only has one life left anyway, so why not give it a try?
…
The night in the Steam City is still not very peaceful.
But after a tiring day, Dunjun was able to fall asleep quickly.
The crimson moonlight shines into the room through the window, as if it has a life of its own, spreading to the bed.
Dunjun began to dream.
In a daze, he felt as if he had arrived in front of a huge building.
The pure white marble pillar, which no one can wrap around, rises high into the unknown clouds.
He was walking on a huge square, and the light around him was constantly flowing like a living thing.
"Come……"
"come over……"
Dunjun heard a voice and a call in his ear.
His mind fainted unconsciously, and he followed the sound and walked to a huge stone palace.
The palace is grand and majestic, greater than any building Dunjun has ever seen. Its door is open, and through the door, you can see an indescribable figure sitting on a stone throne.
The previous call became clearer:
"Little guy...you look like you need help..."
"I can invest in you... without any return... I just need you to chant my name occasionally..."
"My name is...the Lord of Alchemists, the Controller of Tribulation Power, and the God of Immortality!"
…
The voice of the call suddenly became sharp, and the invisible notes seemed to turn into tangible iron cones, trying to pierce Dunjun's mind.
No, they've already penetrated.
Dunjun felt severe pain in his eyes, his ears were ringing, and his whole body was bent over in pain.
He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't wake up or even control his body.
He was like a passerby, looking at his body and making all kinds of strange movements.
"ah!"
Dunjun yelled and woke up.
Unlike before when he was full of energy after going to bed, this time he woke up feeling very tired.
"This state is not good. I still want to participate in the Abyss Game..."
Dunjun murmured and got out of bed, taking out a dagger from under the bed.
This is also his preparation for the Abyss Game.
The next moment, his eyes were a little blurred, watching the dagger turn into a cold light, flowing gently between his fingers.
"this……"
Dun Jun was surprised. He took the dagger and showed several assassination gestures. He felt that he was completely different from his previous self.
At this time, the dagger seemed to have become an extension of his own body. The feeling of mastery and mastery was very intoxicating.
"No……"
He covered his head and recalled it again, and a lot of fighting skills and knowledge emerged.
Not only that, his body has become accustomed to these memories, and he can perform every movement to a very standard level.
'These...are the actions I made in my dream?'
When Dun Jun recalled it, even the huge square and the towering stone pillars felt extremely clear.
Of course, the clearest thing is still the string of names:
"The Lord of Alchemists, the Controller of Tribulation Power, the God of Immortality!"
He murmured the name without noticing any change in the surrounding environment.
But Dunjun has already believed in the existence of this one. This is a miracle!
In the City of Steam, the existence of extraordinary power is no secret. Even in the wilderness area outside the city, monsters with various terrifying abilities are also wandering.
Therefore, he easily accepted all this and had the consciousness to grasp even the olive branch offered by the devil.
After all, he has almost nothing left.
"O God of Immortality... I offer my bravery and adventure as a sacrifice... I hope you can bless me and make me the final winner of the game."
Dunjun knelt down on one knee and began to pray.
…
A long but thin voice passed through the infinite abyss of hell and reached the deepest depths of indescribable darkness.
"The first call..."
The true god's body, which was as huge as a planet, suddenly moved.
A pair of extremely huge pupils suddenly opened and turned in a circle.
"It's a pity... it's a bit laborious, and more... more calls are needed to provide opportunities for positioning and breaking through the seal..."
Developing believers in that ruined world may be the only way to let your power penetrate there.
Although only a negligible amount of power can be projected at present, as more and more people call the name of God, the cracks in the seal will become wider and wider - from the sound and illusion at the beginning to the real power of projection.
, or even the 'God's Chosen One', that is, the warrior chosen for Dreamland.
In the end, maybe you can have an incarnation of yourself come to you.
"strangeness……"
Fang Xian sensed the surroundings: "I have been here for so long, but no god has come... Are they all asleep? Or are they in a sealed state? At least... my Daluo Cave Mystery View has not felt any danger.
…”
Before entering the world, and after entering the world, this alchemy shows no warning at all.
This made Fang Xian feel a little helpless.
Perhaps, there is really no danger in this world, but it is more likely that it has been interfered and influenced by another force from fate, and it has made a wrong judgment!
"The God of all things... He has many incarnations. Can just one of him do such a thing? Or did he get some help?"
Otherwise, even if he is an eighth-level or ninth-level existence, he may not be able to do this.
Of course, it is also possible that the power he holds is special, and he happens to encounter huge changes in the world, which adds fuel to the fire.
"Such as...deception? concealment? or confusion?"
"So, what does this rebooted universe have to do with the other party?"
"What will the abyss of hell that contains the remains of the past and the evil gods eventually give birth to?"