Chapter 295: Crushed to Death
Fang Xian had concealed his appearance when he came to scout the place.
At this time, walking in the secret place called 'Columbus's Dream', I felt very relaxed.
[Premonition of Danger] He searched everywhere, but found no living creature that could threaten him.
The place where he was was a ruined city.
Occasionally, you can see some corpses, but no living things.
Fang Xian suddenly felt a sense of sadness.
'I wonder what kind of civilization was born in the city in this fragment of the world, and why was it destroyed?'
'Why do fragments of different worlds merge together?'
He felt that the water in this secret realm was very deep.
"But... the place where the secrets on the top of the tower are buried must be deep! If it weren't for the fact that the true gods cannot move easily... maybe there are gods coming..."
After searching the city, Fang Xian prepared to move to another place.
As soon as he walked out of the city, he saw dozens of zombies crawling towards him on all fours .
"Gourmet Association?"
Fang Xian frowned and looked at a figure surrounded by many zombies.
"Stranger...what did you find in the city?"
A well-dressed young man in a white tuxedo came out and said calmly: "Tell me everything, I can make your death less painful."
As a fourth-level gourmet, the 'Lord of Gluttony', he had enough pride to say this.
Although he was greatly weakened by the secret realm, he was still able to control many lower-level ghouls and form a siege.
Moreover, his powerful body, even if weakened, is equivalent to that of a second-tier warrior.
The combination of these methods made him not afraid even if he met the king.
"I said, Ferdinand's goalkeeping is like a broken sack, anyone can get in if they want..."
Fang Xian secretly complained, and then looked at the handsome ghoul: "I forgot to tell you, I hate you disgusting guys."
"nausea?"
The young man's expression changed, and the flesh and blood surged under his skin, as if something terrible was about to break out: "I will taste you slowly."
“No need.”
Fang Xian made a move.
Puff! Puff!
Those zombies suddenly exploded like tomatoes.
The thick blood surged and flowed in the air, turning into a long blood-red river.
"The fourth step? Impossible!"
The handsome young man's pupils constricted and he turned and ran.
This may be an existence that surpasses the [Golden King]!
But why would such a being come here?
No, there is no such target that requires extreme attention in the intelligence.
His hands and feet suddenly became extremely large, and the bones in his mouth protruded. He turned into a semi-giant zombie and was about to flee the scene.
But it was too late.
Streams of blood formed scarlet chains that bound its limbs and hung it up in a spread-eagle position.
With the strength of a fourth-level ghoul, it is just like this to crush a second-level ghoul at best.
"Great Being, please forgive my offense..."
The ghoul made a difficult sound: "I have a lot of information, confidential information."
"It's too late... I prefer to interrogate your spirit than your testimony."
Fang Xian made a move.
A blood-red spear fell into his palm and was thrown lightly.
puff!
The bloody spear pierced through the Ghoul Lord, taking away all his vitality.
Fang Xian waved his hand again, and a spirit was pulled out from the corpse, answering every question.
"How many powerful people have come to the secret realm?"
Fang Xian casually asked, "For those below silver, don't talk about it."
"There is Prince Marvin of the Narnias Empire, the 'arcanist' Heiman of the Senburg Kingdom, the president of our Gourmet Association, the ancestor of the Miller family, William Miller..."
The spirit in the form of a young man answered in a confused manner.
"What is the inheritance in the secret realm?"
"This, only the president knows..."
…
Ten minutes later, Fang Xian killed the spirit, chose a direction, and continued to explore.
"I didn't expect the situation here to become more complicated... So many forces are involved. Maybe there are gods secretly giving out oracles?"
'I now suspect that if anyone obtains inheritance or treasures and leaves the secret realm, they will be immediately besieged.'
Because of the help of this member of the Gourmet Association, Fang Xian was able to exclude the areas he had inspected and choose another direction.
After wandering for a few days, Fang Xian finally felt that something was wrong.
"This is just an ordinary secret place. There is nothing particularly eye-catching... except... this!"
Fang Xian looked up at the colorful illusion and suddenly understood: "Is it... a dream?"
This secret realm is a fusion of fragments from different worlds, some parts are suitable for practicing martial arts, while others recognize strange abilities.
At this time, Fang Xian was not polite either. He saw that on the attribute bar, symbols representing weirdness lit up one by one.
All of this represents his former abilities as the 'King of Weirdness'.
In particular, I have mastered the weirdness related to dreams.
At this moment, as the thought came to mind, the body became illusory, floated up, and actively entered the dream.
…
"This feeling... is somewhat similar to 'Dream Town'?"
'Did I enter the dream in a physical form?'
In a dark square, Fang Xian hadn't even stood firm when an attack suddenly came.
The cold spear pierced his chest like a poisonous snake.
"Stop making trouble!"
He threw his hand, caught the spear tip, and took the spear in his hand, then looked at the attacker - a man of Narnian descent, wearing princely clothes, with a broad forehead and particularly bright eyes.
"Prince Marvin of Narnias? A legendary warrior of the gold rank?"
Fang Xian asked.
"Who are you?" Prince Marvin seemed a little confused.
The next moment, he saw the man wearing the bird-beak mask opposite him turn the spear and stab straight at him.
Just as Marvin was about to dodge, he felt the blood rushing in his body and his expression changed.
puff!
The black spear with tremendous force turned into a flash of lightning and pierced straight through the legendary body that he was so proud of, nailing him to death in the square.
Fang Xian is always not polite to those who attack him.
At this time, the originally chaotic situation in the square suddenly became dead silent.
"The fourth step!"
After a long time, an old man in a strange robe looked at Fang Xian with disbelief on his face.
These [Golden Kings] can only reach the third level at most in the secret realm, and when they encounter the [Silver of Order], it will be a massacre.
The old man looked at Fang Xian and suddenly thought of something. A hint of surprise appeared on his face. "Are you Mr. Crow?"
