Fang Xian had already covered his face when he came to check out the place.
At this time, walking in the secret realm named 'Columbus's Dream' felt very relaxed.
[Danger Premonition] looked around, but there were no creatures that could threaten him.
The place he was in was a dilapidated city.
Occasionally, he would see some bones, but there were no living creatures.
Fang Xian suddenly felt a sense of sadness.
"I wonder what kind of civilization was born in this city in this world fragment, and why was it destroyed?
"Why did several fragments of different worlds fuse together?"
He felt that the water in this secret realm was very deep.
"But … it would be strange if the secret on the top of the tower was not deep! If it wasn't for the fact that True Gods can't move, there might even be gods here … "
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 toward him from the darkness. They were drooling and crawling on all fours. There were at least a dozen of them.
"The Gourmet Association?"
Fang Xian frowned as he 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 walked out and said calmly, "Tell me everything, and I can make your death less painful."
As a gourmet of the fourth rank, the Lord of Gluttony, he had enough pride to say that.
Although he was weakened by the secret realm, he could still control many low-tier zombies to surround him.
Moreover, his strong body was equivalent to a second-tier Warrior even though he was weakened.
With all these methods, he was not afraid even if he encountered a king.
"I told you that Ferdinand guarding the door must be like a broken sack. Others can enter as they please …"
Fang Xian complained in his mind and looked at the handsome zombie. "I forgot to tell you, I hate disgusting people like you."
"Disgusting?"
The young man's expression changed, and the flesh under his skin moved as if something terrifying was about to break out. "I will slowly taste you."
"No need."
Fang Xian waved his hand.
Puff! Puff!
The ghouls exploded like tomatoes.
The thick blood surged and flowed in the air, turning into a long blood-red river.
"The fourth rank? Impossible! "
The handsome young man's pupils constricted. He turned around and ran.
This might be an existence that surpassed [Gold King]!
But why would such an existence come here?
No, in the intelligence report, there was no such target that required such great attention.
His limbs suddenly became incomparably thick, and the bones in his mouth protruded. He turned into a half-giant ghoul 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 the air.
With the strength of the fourth-tier, they could easily crush the second-tier ghouls.
"Great existence, please forgive me for my offense …"
The zombie struggled to speak. "I have a lot of information, confidential information."
"It's too late … Compared to your testimony, I prefer to interrogate your spiritual body."
Fang Xian waved his hand.
A blood-colored spear appeared in his palm, and he threw it lightly.
Puff!
The blood-colored spear pierced through the ghoul lord, taking away all his life force.
Fang Xian waved his hand again, and a spiritual body was pulled out of the corpse. It answered every question.
"How many experts are in the secret realm?"
Fang Xian asked casually. "Don't tell me those below silver."
"There's Prince Marvin of the Narnias Empire, 'Arcanist' Herman of the Kingdom of Luxembourg, the president of the Gourmet Association, the ancestor of the Miller family, William Miller …"
The spiritual body in the form of a young man answered blankly.
"What's the inheritance in the secret realm?"
"Only the president knows …"
…
Ten minutes later, Fang Xian extinguished the spiritual body, chose a direction, and continued to explore.
"I didn't expect the situation here to become even more complicated … So many forces are involved. Maybe there's a god secretly giving an oracle?"
"I suspect that if someone obtains an inheritance or treasure and walks out of the secret realm, they'll immediately be surrounded and attacked."
With the help of this member of the Gourmet Association, Fang Xian could eliminate the areas he had checked and choose another direction.
After wandering for a few days, Fang Xian finally felt that something was wrong.
"This is just an ordinary secret realm. There's nothing particularly eye-catching … except … this!"
Fang Xian raised his head and looked at the colorful illusory scene. He suddenly understood. "It's … a dream?"
This secret realm was a fusion of different world fragments. Some places were suitable for martial arts, and some places recognized strange abilities.
At this moment, Fang Xian didn't stand on ceremony. On his stats window, symbols representing strange things lit up one by one.
They all represented the abilities of the former 'King of Mysteries'.
In particular, he had once mastered the strange things related to dreams.
At this moment, with a thought, his body became illusory and floated into the dream.
…
"This feeling … is a little similar to 'Dreamland'?"
"Did I enter the dream with a physical body?"
In a pitch-black square, before Fang Xian could stand firm, an attack suddenly came.
The ice-cold spear was like a venomous snake, stabbing towards his chest.
"Stop it!"
He swung his hand, grabbed the tip of the spear, and held it in his hand. Only then did he look at the attacker — the appearance of the Narnias bloodline, the clothes of a prince, a wide forehead, especially bright eyes.
"Prince Marvin of Narnias? A Gold-level Legendary Warrior? "
Fang Xian asked.
"Who are you?" Prince Marvin seemed a little confused.
The next moment, he saw the person in the beak mask opposite him turn the spear and stab straight at him.
Marvin just wanted to dodge, but he felt the blood in his body surge, and his expression changed.
Poof!
The black spear with great power turned into a bolt of lightning, piercing straight through the legendary body that he was so proud of, and nailing him to the square.
Fang Xian had never been polite to people who ambushed him.
At this moment, the somewhat chaotic situation in the square suddenly became dead silent.
"The fourth tier!"
After a long time, an old man in a strange magic robe looked at Fang Xian, his face full of disbelief.
These [Gold Kings] could at most perform at the third tier in the secret realm. Encountering the [Silver of Order] would 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 'Lord Crow'?"
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