"Hurry up, let's run away quickly!" Seeing that Yin Xiu was still standing still, the newcomer pulled Yin Xiu anxiously.
Yin Xiu silently lowered his hand from the hilt of the knife.
Well, the dungeon has changed quite a bit compared to before, so it's better not to rashly kill anything that falls within the rules.
Let's see how things go. If we're going to kill him, we'll kill him sooner or later. There's no rush.
"Let's go." Yin Xiu suppressed his killing intent and turned to walk straight in a certain direction.
"Where are we going?" The newcomer was stunned and subconsciously followed behind Yin Xiu, but he didn't know where else they could go in this fog.
Yin Xiu looked up and scanned his surroundings, searching for what appeared to be the largest house in the town.
The rules state that one can seek help from other townspeople, and although this rule is meant for their own people, it must be effective for this woman.
The fact that all the townspeople kept their doors tightly shut and refused to let them in confirmed that their houses were safe; otherwise, there would have been no advice to stay indoors during the day.
Yin Xiu noticed that the closest house behind the statue was a wooden building two stories taller than the other houses in the town. It looked quite old, with repairs and signs of wear and tear, but it remained sturdy. Judging from its size and height, it seemed to be more than just a place to live.
Yin Xiu walked straight through the chaotic crowd. He glanced at the closed door, then at the window with the curtains drawn, and decisively picked up a stone from the ground and aimed it at the door.
Since the townspeople don't want to help them, then force them to help.
He first politely knocked on the door with a stone in hand and asked, "Hello, is anyone home?"
There was no response from inside, but several breathing sounds could be heard behind the door.
Yin Xiu remained unmoved and continued, "I know there are people inside. I'll count to three now. If you don't open the door, I'll break it down and go in. Anyway, I'll die outside if you don't open the door, so I might as well take you all with me before I die."
His voice was light and emotionless, which made the people inside shudder and turn pale instantly. What kind of villain was this, trying to boost the King of Hell's performance?
"You should understand that if the door is broken, that woman can get in, and then you will all die. So I hope you will open the door before I take action to ensure that the door is intact, so that we can both survive."
The person inside remained silent, and the newcomer next to them also became nervous. Would such a threat really work? Could this really be done?
"If you don't respond, I'm going to bang on the door."
"Three…" Yin Xiu stared intently at the door, counting down slowly, "Two…"
"one!"
As the countdown ended, he suddenly raised his hand, lifted the stone in his hand, and slammed it hard against the door with a loud thud. The entire door shook.
Then, Yin Xiu raised the stone again, preparing to strike a second time.
"Wait! Don't smash it!" The people inside realized he was really going to do it, and he really didn't care about their lives, so they hurriedly opened the door. "Come in, come in!"
"Thank you." Yin Xiu nodded politely, put down the stone in his hand, and went into the house.
The newlyweds quickly followed them into the house.
The people inside tried to close the door, but Yin Xiu stopped them.
He said coldly, "Your house is quite big. You don't mind if I bring two more people with me, do you?"
The people inside the room turned pale and dared not refuse.
Players not far from them saw them enter the house and frantically rushed over, their faces pale, and squeezed into the house as well, pleading, "Please, let me in and hide for a bit!"
Once the door is opened, players who want to survive will pour in one after another. Almost all the players near Yin Xiu noticed that the door was open and immediately rushed over to squeeze into the house, including Wang Guang and Zhang Si who reacted very quickly.
"Nine..."
The countdown to the woman's impending doom was nearing its end, and more and more players rushed toward the large house. However, they reacted slowly, and by the time they realized what was happening, it was already too late. They could only try their best to approach the house with expressions of panic.
"Help me! Wait for me a little longer!"
The player looked dejected, realizing that it was almost too late, and could only shout for help.
Wang Guang was the last person to enter the house before him. He was panting and barely made it in. Hearing the sound, he wanted to turn back and help him, but then a woman's voice rang out from afar.
"ten!"
As the woman giggled and counted, Wang Guang slammed the door shut without hesitation, locked it, and prevented anyone from entering.
"I've come to find you." The woman's figure moved swiftly through the white mist.
The player who rushed towards the main room was torn apart in an instant by a pair of huge hands, his head and body separated, and blood gushed out, staining the mist red, a truly horrifying sight.
"Ah!!" The players inside the room screamed in terror, but even more horrifying was the horrific sound coming from outside the door.
The fog was thick, and the players inside couldn't see exactly what was happening outside, but the screams and the silhouettes of the fallen figures made it clear that it was a massacre.
Those who survived were both terrified and relieved. They were glad they got into the house in time; if they had been any later, they would probably be lying on the ground, turned into mincemeat by now.
The noise outside continued, and the atmosphere inside became extremely heavy. Most of the players were newcomers and seeing such a scene for the first time. They were all pale-faced and somewhat on the verge of collapse.
Wang Guang and Zhang Si were both shocked and relieved. They hadn't expected the dungeon to become so cruel, completely different from when they first cleared it. They should have been more cautious.
"Ahem... Dungeons are all about danger and death. If you're not careful, you'll die instantly. You already knew that before you came in, but it's normal to be scared when you see a scene like this. Everyone, please calm down first." Wang Guang took the lead in trying to ease the tense atmosphere in the room, without mentioning anything about what had just happened to the players.
Now almost all the players are pale-faced and dare not look out the window anymore. They are terrified and have no time to worry about the deaths of others. Some people are huddled in corners, trembling, listening to the sounds coming from outside. They are on the verge of collapse.
At first glance, the entire group looked completely disorganized.
"Sigh." Wang Guang shook his head. "This batch of newcomers is really hopeless. They deserve to die."
He turned his head and found the newcomer in the corner glaring at him, with the man who had been so inconspicuous standing next to him. Wang Guang remembered him because he was the only one with a knife hanging at his waist.
At this moment, among all the players in the desolate hall, only that man was looking up at the painting on the wall, showing no sign of the other players' despondency.
Among the newcomers, there are two who stand out: one is hostile towards me and disobedient, and the other has never even given me a second glance.
In the chaos just now, he didn't know who opened the door to the house first, but he didn't help much and ended up locking the person out. Now, as the leader, he's afraid he won't have the authority to unite these newcomers. He'll have to pick someone to discipline and make an example of them so they'll listen to him again.
"You!" Wang Guang raised his hand and pointed at the newcomer who had been staring at him. "Why are you glaring at me? Is this how you treat the team leader?!"
The newcomer snorted coldly. The person who was supposed to be the first to leave the team was already rebellious. He was already dissatisfied with being scolded by this person before, and now this person dared to make fun of him. He immediately glared back, "What's wrong with glaring at you? You locked players who were almost alive outside, and you have the nerve to call yourself the leader? You're completely useless, you run away faster than anyone else!"
"The woman had already started her attack. Did I not close the door and wait for her to come in and kill you all?? You're talking like you're useful. In dungeons, newbies like you who don't take veteran players' advice seriously are the first to die!" Wang Guang angrily pointed at the newbie, extremely displeased by the provocation.
"But I'm doing just fine, aren't I? Compared to you, who's all high and mighty as the leader, it's not as good as the person next to me who opens the door!" The newcomer suddenly pointed at Yin Xiu, who was quietly looking at the painting.
All eyes immediately fell on Yin Xiu. Was he the one who opened the door?
Yin Xiu turned his gaze away from the painting, casually pressed down the newcomer's finger that was pointing at him, and said coldly, "I'll go look elsewhere."
He then acted as if it were none of his business and slipped away from the crowd to a quiet corner, not wanting to get involved in the argument.
Wang Guang paused for a moment, not expecting that Yin Xiu would open the door. He stubbornly said, "He's just a newbie, he got lucky. How could he have as much experience as me? If you follow him this time, he'll take you all to your deaths next time!"
Wang Guang's harsh words are very intimidating to novice players who are afraid of death.
Compared to new players whose strength is unclear, they will definitely trust veteran players more. Although Wang Guang can be ruthless at crucial moments, Yin Xiu doesn't seem to have any intention of participating in this conflict to take the lead. Wang Guang's arrogance is quite strong.
The newcomer was so angry that he gritted his teeth and could only turn to Yin Xiu's side, not intending to argue with Wang Guang.
The screams outside the door gradually faded away, and the woman's giggling laughter stopped after the players died. The white mist dissipated, almost indicating that all the players outside were dead, and the massacre was over.
The room was silent and the atmosphere was stiff. Even though it was over, no one wanted to leave now.
Just then, a figure slowly descended from the second floor...