Old Man Sun Was Not to Be Trifled With

"Pfft!"

The sound of something bursting with a splatter rang out.

The cursed man, whose eyes had been forcibly gouged out, suddenly changed appearance, as if he had undergone a face change.

Niu Dagui watched as the lively "Zhou Run" turned into a corpse with a bluish face, then collapsed heavily onto the ground.

"These ghosts aren't hard to deal with. They just like playing little tricks." Old Man Sun turned and said this to Niu Dagui.

On the way down—or up—from the eerie Eighth Floor, he had encountered some ghosts and monsters, but they had basically been unable to withstand his attacks.

This gave him a preliminary understanding of his own strength.

Slowly, his initially panicked emotions settled down, and now he even dared to take the initiative against Vicious Ghosts.

The only thing he was rather afraid of

was that the Vicious Ghosts would not attack him head-on, but instead use methods like a Ghost Wall to trap him somewhere.

He had no idea what to do about such shameless behavior.

After all, although he had ascended to the heavens in a single step and entered the Third Tier directly, he was also a dual-ability user.

But in essence, he was still a newbie.

It was like playing a game with max-level gear right from the start.

When he encountered some idiot who did not know its own limits, he could kill it with a few ordinary attacks.

But if he ran into a technical player who did not clash with him head-on and instead used skills and maneuvers to toy with him, then he would be helpless.

After all, as a newbie, he did not even know what his skills did. His entire output relied on rolling his fingers across the keyboard and hammering random keys.

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