The layout of the Yadan Cemetery is different from other places.
In fact, the cemetery area is not large, and the environment is not beautiful.
But for some reason, the residents of Yate just liked to choose this place for their graves.
Seeing that others had chosen the Yadan Cemetery, many others followed suit.
It can only be said that conformity is indeed a human instinct.
But with each generation of Yate following suit, the number of graves in the Yadan Cemetery increased.
Fortunately, the locals are both particular and casual about burial ceremonies, so the tombstones and coffins were stacked one on top of another.
Each layer of soil had to be covered with a layer of earth, causing the terrain of the Yadan Cemetery to become higher than before.
As for the tombstones, they grew everywhere like a jungle, almost like a maze.
Xia Kai hid behind a tombstone, cautiously observing his surroundings.
He obtained information by using items before entering the instance.
This cemetery is patrolled by a powerful hunter; as long as you don't get spotted, it's a very safe place.
So, as soon as he entered the instance, he found out the location of the Yadan Cemetery and then went through many hardships to get there.
Unfortunately, before being chosen by the Hell Game, Xia Kai was just an ordinary office worker whose understanding of combat sports was limited to the Military Boxing he learned during his university military training.
Before entering this instance, he had only experienced one instance, which was more of an intelligence-based puzzle instance. Although he obtained a lot of useful items, his own attributes did not increase much.
This instance is clearly geared towards breaking through with force, and he was already very lucky to have made it to the Yadan Cemetery.
The thought of the half-human, half-beast monsters they encountered on the road sent chills down Xia Kai.
The difficulty of this dungeon is completely unreasonable; monsters that can easily leave marks on walls are everywhere.
His last dungeon was a group dungeon, and there was a veteran player in the group who had completed the dungeon three times.
Even a seasoned veteran would suffer when facing these monsters.
What exactly is this Hell Game all about? Don't they know that the Main God Space in these kinds of infinite flow novels are becoming more and more human-like?
Xia Kai mentally complained while nervously listening to the sounds around him.
Soon, heavy, slow footsteps reached his ears.
"Here it comes again."
Xia Kai let out a silent wail, then held his breath.
In the pale moonlight, a tall man wearing a top hat, a long scarf, and a leather vest walked over.
He was carrying an axe in one hand and a corpse in the other.
The corpse was dressed in the clothes of Yate, but the exposed skin was covered with black hair.
Clearly, this is also a Beastification Disease.
The hunter carrying the Beastification Disease looked to be in poor condition as well; his body was slightly hunched, and he was breathing heavily from time to time.
Xia Kai noticed that his eyes were wrapped in several layers of bandages, and he didn't know if it was because of an injury or if it had some special meaning.
But he knew that the other party had clearly not lost the ability to perceive their surroundings because of this.
Because he witnessed firsthand how a crow was shot and killed by the hunter simply by flapping its wings and taking flight.
"Father John."
Xia Kai murmured the other person's name in his mind, although he couldn't see any resemblance between this strange and powerful blind man and a priest.
Perhaps the priest in this instance is not the same as the priest in real life.
When the hunter got within about a hundred meters of him, Xia Kai opened the cigarette case in his hand.
Name: Passerby A's Cigarettes
Type: Item
Quality: Excellent
Effect: Reduces the user's presence when used.
Note: When you light a cigarette, wanting to reminisce about the past, hey, where is everyone?
"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"
Only three left.
Xia Kai looked at the cigarettes in the pack with a bitter expression.
There was still about half a box left, but it was used up on the way here and while hiding from Father John.
Once he runs out of these three, he'll either have to move to a different location or use other items.
"Sigh, I should have exchanged some combat ability points when the last dungeon ended."
Xia Kai sighed and lit a cigarette.
A tiny red light appeared in the darkness, and wisps of smoke swayed in the breeze.
Xia Kai didn't smoke it; he just held the cigarette between his fingers.
Although the cigarettes will still be consumed this way, at least they can last a little longer.
He knew that his earlier thought was just to comfort himself; what powerful combat ability could he possibly acquire with his meager Hell Coins?
A high-quality revolver alone costs a lot of money, not to mention that bullets also need to be purchased separately.
Moreover, judging from those heavily armed and crazed residents, a single revolver wouldn't be enough to solve the problem.
If only he had some kind of cheat code that grants him unlimited Hell Coins, he could just buy a Gundam and see if these monsters could scratch its paint.
As Xia Kai lost in thought, Father John gradually approached.
His nose twitched slightly, and his ears trembled slightly, as if he were using his sense of smell and hearing to compensate for his lack of vision.
But only he knew that he did have a way to replace sight, but it wasn't smell or hearing, or even touch.
Rather, it's something else, something more fundamental.
The surroundings were very "quiet".
This was the feedback that perception gave him.
"Very good."
Father John muttered to himself, then threw the body on the ground.
This is a pitiful creature. Judging from the needle marks on his body, which is not yet covered by black hair, he must have received a lot of Blood Therapy before he died.
Father John remained skeptical of the practice of " Blood Therapy," even though he had come to Yate specifically to treat his terminal illness.
However, he has only received minimal Blood Therapy to ensure that his condition does not relapse.
Of course, Father John knew this was just self-deception.
Because he was a hunter, and hunters not only heal their wounds through " Blood Therapy " after being injured, but also obtain blood from wild animals during the hunt.
Thinking about this, his eyes started to itch again.
Father John scratched his blindfold anxiously, but the tingling sensation did not ease at all.
So he raised the axe.
The axe was covered in blood, and even the strips of cloth wrapped around the handle had turned red.
Father John used to wash his axe after completing his mission, but now he clearly wasn't in the mood for it anymore.
The axe blade sliced through the night wind and struck the corpse.
Dark red blood splattered onto his boots and trouser legs, but he was completely unaware.
One time, another time, and another time.
Father John mechanically and frantically swung his axe, chopping off the corpse's limbs and head.
Then he turned the axe handle and used the back of the axe to break the bones of the corpse one by one.
After he shattered even the hardest skull, Father John was bewildered.
Chaotic thoughts raged through his mind, his soul like a turbulent current in the deep sea.
However, his perception became increasingly clear.
In the suffocating silence, Father John finally detected a discordant sound.
He suddenly turned his head and looked at a tombstone.
Behind the tombstone, a pair of timid eyes met his.
"Grass!"
Xia Kai up and ran away without hesitation.