Irin smiled.
Xing Fei's heart was suddenly raised.
The person in front of him.
Full of pretentiousness.
Like the final boss.
Now, it seemed like the final moment of fighting the boss.
Suddenly.
Behind Irin.
Nie Hongxiu, who was wearing a red wedding dress, and Bai Xiaoyi, who was wearing a pure white jacket, flashed and disappeared.
They turned into a red and white light and suddenly disappeared into Irin's body.
The ancient robe silently covered Irin's body.
It only took a moment to make a move.
Irin didn't talk nonsense and didn't say anything more to "Grimm". As soon as he finished speaking, the Blood Jasmine behind him had already transformed into countless sharp blades. Like tentacles, they crazily rolled toward "Grimm" in front of him and blasted him into pieces.
In the midst of the endless scarlet tentacles, Grimm softly uttered his last words.
"See you later, outsider …"
[Main Mission: Kill Grimm. Mission Completed!]
[Received "Nightmare Music Score, Chapter Six"!]
After the light faded.
Irin returned to his original appearance.
Xing Fei was stunned.
If he didn't receive the mission completion notification, Xing Fei would have thought that he hadn't woken up from his dream.
This seemingly pretentious final boss was defeated just like that?
Wasn't it too fast?
He wasn't mentally prepared at all!
After Irin killed "the last Grimm", there wasn't the slightest joy on his face.
Instead, he frowned and thought about something.
"Did he say something just now?"
Irin raised his head. After the dust settled, he had the time to walk toward the trio's "boxes" and quickly loot them.
As he walked, he said, "Hmm? Did he? You must have heard wrongly. "
"Really?"
Xing Fei's face was full of doubts. However, this trial was strange, so it wasn't strange to have hallucinations.
And he really didn't hear it clearly.
The process of looting the boxes was still very enjoyable.
Three glowing boxes floated in the air.
Irin quickly looted the boxes.
Xing Fei watched Irin's actions with envy and vigilance.
He was afraid that the Irin would turn him into a box as well.
Thus, he silently opened up the distance between them. He was both careful and cautious as he was deeply afraid that this ferocious fellow would misunderstand him if he got too close.
[Obtained Proof of Brotherhood!]
[Received Gunner's Blessing!]
The remains of No.56 and No.81 were not surprising at all.
However, when Irin opened Seventy-Three's belongings, the prompt that suddenly popped up made Irin freeze for a moment.
[Acquired skill: Shadow Slide!]
Ah, this?
Skill?
It was actually a skill?
He really, really, really got this skill?
Irin's first reaction was …
How could this be?
His second reaction was …
She's more unlucky than me?
As expected, good and evil were predestined by the heavens.
No, it should be that good people are rewarded.
Irin's actions might be accumulating good karma.
Yes, it must be.
No matter what the reason was, Irin once again got a skill from the other party's box. His thoughts were clear and he was satisfied.
Xing Fei saw Irin's happy expression. After careful observation, he did not seem to have the intention to kill. He secretly heaved a sigh of relief and sat on the ground, waiting for the results.
Although this trial wasn't long, Xing Fei felt as if he had used up all his energy and was extremely tired from the experience in the dream world.
This kind of tiredness came from the mental level rather than the physical level.
Xing Fei glanced at Irin from afar. Finally, he could not help but say, "I didn't expect you to be of the mental side."
"Hehe."
Irin smiled. He did not explain much about his ability.
Xing Fei also realized that it was not appropriate to discuss his ability under any circumstances.
Moreover, Irin had just finished looting three boxes. Under such circumstances, it was very dangerous.
What if he did not have enough looting?
Thus, Xing Fei cleverly and quickly shut his mouth.
Irin did not care about Xing Fei's little thoughts. In fact, he had no intention of doing anything to Xing Fei.
After leaving the dream, Irin decisively killed the trio because they were not good people to begin with. There was no psychological pressure to kill them. Moreover, Irin coveted the huge resentful souls attached to them.
After the three black resentful souls were absorbed by [Resentment], the progress bar of [Resentment] directly soared to 89.4%, which was worth celebrating.
One could only imagine how many lives the three of them had taken.
Thinking of this, Irin felt more at ease.
Irin did not have time to sort out his gains for the time being. His heart skipped a beat. Before the results were settled, he rushed in the direction of the town as fast as he could.
The thick fog around him had completely dissipated at some point.
The location of the accident on the tourist line was less than a hundred meters away from the town. Within a few breaths, Irin had already arrived at the entrance of the town.
There stood a brand-new billboard.
— — [Welcome to the hot western town, Dominica.]
"Sure enough, from the very beginning, the place where we landed was already in a dream."
"No, or rather, before we had time to react, we had already unknowingly entered the first layer of the dream."
"There was no Green Town from the very beginning."
"Or, Green Town is a collection of dreams of all the residents of this town."
Another of Irin's inferences was confirmed.
He quickly walked into Dominica Town, and the peaceful atmosphere hit him in the face.
The gorgeous sunlight spread on the ground, making it warm and genial.
In the square.
The clanging sound of the old clock could be heard.
The fountain in the center sprayed water into the air, and where the water splashed, the sunlight faintly refracted a few colorful halos.
A little boy with brown curly hair, accompanied by his parents, was setting up a canvas and drawing something in a flamboyant manner.
Looking from afar, Irin saw the content of the canvas clearly. He nodded helplessly, then shook his head. "Sure enough, he's a soul painter, Alan."
In the distance.
Alan smiled brightly. "Dad, do you think Alan's painting looks like it?"
Next to Alan, a middle-aged, fat man with a belly and facial features somewhat similar to Alan rubbed Alan's curly hair lovingly and smiled. "Alan, the house you painted is really beautiful."
"Dad … this is a clock."
"Hahaha, oh, Alan, your father's eyes are not very good." On the side, Judy laughed without caring about her image.
Looking at this scene.
Irin did not go forward to disturb them.
To Alan, he was just a "strange uncle" that appeared in his dreams.
"Good night, Alan."
Irin said softly, then turned and left.
Alan suddenly seemed to have noticed something.
He turned to look at the entrance of the town.
He looked at the unfamiliar yet familiar figure and fell into deep thought.
"My future great painter, Mr. Alan, what are you looking at?"
Judy saw Alan looking around and couldn't help but pinch Alan's freckled little face and asked with a smile.
"Judy, I think I've seen that uncle somewhere before."
"Really?"
Judy looked in the direction Alan was pointing.
Where's the person?
Judy didn't see the "uncle" Alan was talking about, so she ignored him.
The family of three was happy and harmonious.
It was like a dream.
"Not bad."
Xing Fei walked over at some point and sighed.
"Yes."
Irin nodded and didn't say anything.
In the blink of an eye.
The world.
Everything was silent.
Everything was frozen here.
Xing Fei and Irin waited for the settlement to return.
When he was bored, Xing Fei couldn't help but ask, "Do you think the evaluation will be very high if we clear the level like this?"
Irin thought for a moment. "It's so-so."
"This is still so-so?"
Irin recalled everything he had experienced in this trial.
Although he had left the layers of dreams and killed the "Grimm" born in each layer of dreams, the last "Grimm"'s words made Irin understand that the depth of this trial was far more than that.
Moreover, when he killed the last "Grimm", Irin did not obtain any chaos value.
Outsider.
Once, in the Caribbean Sea, Calypso had also called them that.
There was a certain existence hidden in this world.
An existence that could detect the identity of the "apostle".
From the beginning to the end, that existence had never appeared.
But every layer of dreams had traces left behind by it.
It was the real "Grimm".
Or perhaps its name was not "Grimm", so it was not included in the killing range of the main mission.
But it created "Grimm" and all of this.
Irin was terrified when he thought about it. If he really dug deeper into the difficulty of the trial, perhaps the difficulty of the entire trial would be raised to the point where even he could not do anything about it.
It was fine as long as he could survive. The clearance evaluation could not be forced.
Xing Fei did not dwell on this issue anymore.
Anyway, he would know later.
Xing Fei sighed again and said, "I didn't expect that only we would survive in the end."
After saying that.
He could not help but glance at Irin with a strange gaze.
Speaking of which, those three people still died in Irin's hands.
Other than one who was stupid, the others could have all survived.
But he did not dare to say this out loud.
Who the hell dared to provoke this fiend in such a situation?
Did they want to die?
So Xing Fei hurriedly explained, "Don't worry, we are all smart people. About everything in the trial, whether it is me or you, we will not tell anyone."
In the end, Xing Fei added, "No one is willing to offend such a sinister … Ah no, such a powerful apostle. It is better to have one more friend than one more enemy. "
"Haha."
Irin laughed again.
In fact, he did not take Xing Fei's words to heart.
He was still thinking about a problem.
Irin lowered his head and muttered to himself.
"Are we really awake?"
Xing Fei was stunned.
He felt that Irin's words were somewhat inexplicable.
The next second.
Their vision blurred.
The peaceful town, the desert, and the road, this extremely ordinary scenery had disappeared from their eyes.
In this world, time flowed again.
Laughter came from far away in the town.
No one noticed that in the sky, a red bat was rapidly flapping its wings in broad daylight.
Those red eyes were watching everything in the town.
After a while.
The red bat's wings curled and completely wrapped it up.
In the blink of an eye, the bat mysteriously disappeared in the sky above the town as if it had never appeared.
…
Irin stepped on the void.
In front of him was an illusory stream of light.
Irin's expression was normal as he waited quietly.
[Calculating rating …]
[Final rating: A!]
[Total attribute points reward + 0.6!]
[Allocating according to apostle 1010's trial performance …]
[Strength + 0.2, Agility + 0.3, Spirit + 0.4, Will + 0.1, Luck -0.1, Charm -0.3 …]
[Calculating death points reward …]
[Difficulty bonus: None]
[Rating bonus: 20%]
[Death points received: 3,600!]
[Now drawing a random reward!]
Irin was very calm.
There was no ripple in his heart.
Anyway, the reward for this time's items and skills was already considerable.
This random reward was just icing on the cake.
Yes.
Icing on the cake …
[Received "Allen's Treasured Painting"!]
Irin: "…"
[Level up …]
[Congratulations on reaching the 24th floor of the Tower of Death.]
[Current level: LV24]
[Detected that apostle 1010's body is not damaged, no need to repair.]
[Return!]
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