Aberrant Monster are blocking the gate to the present world, and can see the boundary of Feng Mountain through the cracks in the gate.
For players trapped in the dark of the dungeon, this is nothing short of a last hope.
Escape.
If they can escape, they can go home.
The players put aside all their differences and worked together to kill the Aberrant Monster.
But they soon discovered that they were not only facing an endless Aberrant Monster, but also some players.
"Are you all insane! Why are you killing yourselves?!"
Wang Qing rescued his teammate Chu Yan, whose waist had been ripped open, and roared at the player who had injured him, "Look closely, this is a human! Not Aberrant Monster!"
But the player just sneered, his eyes filled with a fanaticism and madness, as if all his faith had collapsed.
Thus, the well-prepared plan collapsed due to infighting.
The team members had calculated everything, Jiang Daoran had even calculated the intervals between the system's spawning of the Aberrant Monster, but the time they gained was wasted by the rebellious players.
"Oh no! The gate is closing!"
Chu Yan roared and quickly summoned paper figures to block, but since her main body was injured, the paper figures' combat effectiveness was also weakened.
"Ah--"
Chu Yan was stabbed in the heart from behind by a player.
He was jolted awake by his teammates' desperate cries and made his decision in a split second.
Offering oneself as a sacrifice, the centuries-old witchcraft can buy time.
"Team leader!"
Chu Yan turned around, her face contorted with rage, and roared, "You must all return alive!"
"No! Chu Yan!" Jiang Daoran, his black robes stained with blood, rushed towards him at incredible speed, but was pushed back by Chu Yan.
The team members could only watch helplessly as Chu Yan self-destructed, transforming into countless paper figures that filled the air, using all their power to prevent the gate from closing.
Wang Qing burst into tears.
"There's no time left..."
Jiang Daoran raised his eyes and gazed at the blood-red twilight; he could not waste the time that Chu Yan had bought for him.
Since the plan went wrong, not everyone can leave.
At the very least, some people must be sent back to seal this world away from Feng Mountain.
As the wind blows away the embers, more and more Aberrant Monster appear. The system has almost exhausted all its Dark Power in an attempt to prevent the player from leaving, shattering the gate to the present world.
Jiang Daoran made his decision, his body shrouded in a chilling aura, as if he wanted to tear apart the darkness between heaven and earth.
He slaughtered Aberrant Monster from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, his black robes stained with blood.
He carries the expectations of the association and the fate of the entire world on his shoulders.
He wanted to... send Si Xun and Yang He back. As the young master of the association, anyone could die, but Si Xun could not.
Blood stained the sky.
"Captain! What are you doing!" Si Xun roared suddenly, suppressing his trembling, a tremor that threatened to burst into tears at any moment.
Si Xun led to the crack in the gate when a Aberrant Monster suddenly rushed in. He instinctively protected Yang He and looked sadly at his good brother who had led the Aberrant Monster away.
Si Xun wanted to rush back, but Yang He grabbed his hand. Yang He's tone was solemn, and she choked up as she stopped him.
"We need to complete the seal outside the door..."
"These players are waiting to go home."
There was no time for them to hesitate.
Only after seeing Si Xun and Yang He successfully lead a group of players out through the crack in the door did Gui Ci realize what Jiang Daoran was about to do. She frowned and stared at him, "Didn't you say you were going to bring Xiaoqi back to the real world?"
He was prepared to go to another world, so why did it turn out like this?
Jiang Daoran's power began to crumble, and the Aberrant Monster, sensing the purest Spiritual Power in the world, surged toward him.
"I'll stay here with you, okay...?"
Jiang Daoran raised his hand with trembling hands and touched the vermilion mark at the corner of Gui Ci's eye.
"Let me take another look... Xiaoqi."
The true form of Gui Ci rapidly grew from the blood-soaked soil, with a delicately carved, innocent infant gently wrapped in the center of the flower bud. The clear, ruby-like eyes curiously observed everything before him. He was well protected, and no Aberrant Monster or players could approach him.
Jiang Daoran gently grasped Xiaoqi's fingers; they were so small and so light.
"Puff--"
Surrounded by hundreds of Aberrant Monster, Jiang Daoran spraying blood, and his body was covered in open wounds that looked like his flesh was being torn apart.
Gui Ci is the Aberrant Monster King of the six-star dungeon. He can drive away Aberrant Monster, but he cannot resist the Dark Power of the system itself.
"I'm sorry... Xiaoci." Jiang Daoran felt his life points decreasing, and with his last bit of strength, he kissed the corner of Gui Ci's eye. His hoarse voice was filled with intense love and reluctance.
"You lied to me, Jiang Daoran."
"Completing the mission is my responsibility... That's good, I don't have to worry about being separated from you."
Jiang Daoran gave a reassuring smile as his health points dropped to zero.
Watching her lover die in battle, Gui Ci embraced Jiang Daoran's body, her long hair flying wildly in the bloody wind.
He poured all the power he had for protection into the child's body, and then carried the child to Wang Qing's hands with a vine.
" Gui Ci..."
"Take him away from here and raise him as a normal person."
Gui Ci lowered her eyes, and a single tear of blood fell.
The gate was about to close when Gui Ci pushed Wang Qing out, then turned to face the remaining Aberrant Monster, the one in red standing alone.
But in the end, it was too late.
Si Xun and Yang He poured all their Spiritual Power into sealing the system outside the door, but the system did not let them go.
None of the players who escaped were spared.
A heavy rainstorm Feng Mountain.
The bloodstains, along with the corpses of players killed by the Dark Power, were washed away.
In the end, only Wang Qing, who was protected by Yang He, survived.
Si Xun also sacrificed himself to the formation outside the door. He did not die, but he disappeared into the formation along with Yang He.