It's finally over!
Wang Gebi, Bai Runding, and Qian Duoduo all thought so.
According to past experience, as long as the world was frozen in time, it would be over.
There wouldn't be any more changes.
It was absolutely impossible.
But Irin was different.
When he was in the world of Uranus, he had experienced the experience of being dragged up and cursed by Raven when he returned.
Irin knew that in Grimm's territory, he was equivalent to the world's "God". Everything was up to him.
Hopefully, that big shot wouldn't cause any trouble at the very end.
There were about five minutes of free time before he returned.
Before he left, Irin went into the cellar and took a bunch of seeds, perfect grade crystals, and other things that he could take away. He stuffed them all into his storage space and there was no space left.
Looking at the warehouse full of perfect grade crystals, Irin felt a little regretful. He couldn't take them away. He could only leave them here.
When Irin walked out of his cellar, Bai Runding bit her lower lip and walked over. Her face was a little shy and worried.
"I will do what I promised you."
Bai Runding once again declared.
After all, she didn't think much of the final reward of the mission.
It was a little useless.
It was good if there was, but it didn't matter if there wasn't.
Compared to the mission reward, it was better not to offend this kind of person.
It was not worth it.
After Bai Runding's declaration, Wang Gebi and Qian Duoduo both emphasized that they would not go back on their words. If they did, they would be struck by lightning. They were afraid that Irin wouldn't believe them.
Yi Lin thought for a moment, then revealed a kind smile and said,
"You know the Apocalypse Guild, right?"
The moment Yi Lin said this, the other three were stunned. They did not understand what Yi Lin meant by mentioning the world's number one guild, which had been the talk of the town recently.
"After you return, I suggest you, ahem, I'm just giving a friendly suggestion, to go to Haiting City as soon as possible. Be quick! Otherwise, you'll have to bear the consequences. You should know about the Great Engineer Tower, right? If you visit the forum, you should know about this place. Go to the Apocalypse Guild's base camp and find someone called Li Kai. Give him the things and you can leave. "
"Apocalypse Guild? You're actually … from the Apocalypse Guild? "
Qian Duoduo subconsciously clamped his legs together. He was a little scared.
How could this be considered a friendly suggestion?
Their eyelids twitched crazily.
This could already be considered a threat!
That guild was actually able to recruit an evil person with such a special teleportation ability. They truly lived up to their reputation.
Bai Runding frowned. When she heard this, she finally couldn't help but open her moist lips and ask, "If I may be so bold as to ask … what is your relationship with the Apocalypse Guild?"
Irin waved his hand and said casually, "It's nothing. Li Kai is my relative."
His son and daughter-in-law's matchmaker should be considered a relative, right?
It seemed that there was nothing wrong with this interpretation of the relationship.
So that was how it was!
No wonder!
Everyone else showed an expression of "sudden realization".
After the four surviving apostles finished their discussion in a "friendly" atmosphere, about five minutes had passed.
Almost at the same time, Wang Gebi, Qian Duoduo, and Bai Runding disappeared with a flash of light.
Irin: "…"
Ten seconds passed.
"…"
Something wasn't right.
Irin frowned. In the next second, he felt movement behind him and turned around abruptly.
The moment he turned around,
His pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip.
At the same time,
Irin's nerves tensed up. He almost couldn't be tensed up enough. He wanted to take out an unbanned version of the [Grip of Annihilation] and throw it in front of him.
Luckily, he held back.
At this time, Irin didn't dare to move even a finger.
This was because a figure wrapped in a scarlet robe from head to toe, with a hazy red face that couldn't be seen at all, stood quietly a few meters away from Irin.
Irin didn't even notice when the other party appeared. Or perhaps, it was already standing there from the beginning, laughing as it watched them fight. It was just that the four apostles, including Irin, didn't have the ability to observe the other party's existence.
"Phew —"
Irin let out a long breath.
After a short moment of nervousness, Irin instantly calmed down.
He knew that if an existence of this level really wanted to attack him, there was no reason, and there was no need.
Perhaps it was just like the Sorcerer Supreme's understanding of the so-called "Gods": they existed for eternity, and in their long lives, this was the only price that could bring them insignificant pleasure.
"Grimm."
Irin boldly called out the other party's name.
To Irin's surprise, "Grimm" who appeared in front of him in such a manner for the first time was actually very polite. It used a strange voice that couldn't be distinguished between a man and a woman, and smiled gently, "Good evening, outsider."
After that, just like the images in the Grimm Town's nighttime program, Grimm used an elegant and noble posture to give Irin a noble greeting.
It wasn't the first time Irin met an existence of this level.
But whether the other party was good or evil, Irin couldn't tell.
After a moment of silence, Irin looked at the other party's "face" and chose his words carefully, and said, "Is there anything you need from me?"
"This time, it's really a delicious dream."
Grimm smiled gently and shook his head, "Unfortunately, it's not enough."
Irin scratched his dead skin, and responded in silence.
To deal with all changes by remaining unchanged.
Grimm seemed to have guessed Irin's thoughts. He still used the voice that was neither a man nor a woman, as if formed from many voices, and said, "I don't have time to explain too much."
After saying that, Grimm snapped his fingers.
"Pa ~"
When the finger snapped, Irin suddenly felt a burning pain in his chest, as if he was bitten by something.
Irin was shocked, and he subconsciously pulled open his clothes.
On his chest, because of his identity as an apostle, there had always been a skull imprint.
But it was different now.
On the skull's left eye, there was a vivid "bat" pattern. It was imprinted on the skull's left eye, and it was perfectly combined with the skull pattern. It was impossible to tell that it was photoshopped by Grimm.
"What is this?"
Irin asked.
Grimm seemed to have done something insignificant, and he was not interested in explaining to Irin why he did it. He just casually said, "Nightmare Imprint."
Under Irin's surprised gaze, a strange red mist appeared in front of Grimm.
Grimm stepped into the red mist, and his voice drilled into Irin's ears.
"I'm in this little game, do your best!"
"I wish you a wonderful night."
"Goodnight ~"
…
Irin suddenly returned to the waiting space.
Because it was not in team mode, Irin was alone at the moment, watching the post-match highlights replay.
But Irin was not in the mood to appreciate it.
He was still confused.
Just now … What happened?
Irin lowered his head, and looked at the "defiled by Grimm" death imprint on his chest.
In the skull's left eye, there was a smirking bat.
No matter how he looked at it, something was wrong.
"It, what did it do?"
Irin tried to scratch the imprint on his chest.
The bat imprint could not be removed.
"Little game …?"
Things seemed to be getting more and more complicated.
After a moment, Irin's eyes flashed with doubt, puzzlement, and heaviness.
He thought carefully, Grimm's hurried words did not seem to be simple.
He knew about the existence of the tower!
He called the trial between the apostles a "little game"!
He said he had joined.
But what did that mean?
How did he join?
"I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse."
After a while, Irin reluctantly put on his clothes.
Grimm's existence, and this matter, were completely beyond the scope of Irin's understanding.
He felt like he was a small boat, drifting along with the waves in the coming violent waves, unable to control himself.
Whether it was Xiaoxi or Grimm, these big bosses who were hiding in the dark and treated humans as toys, they seemed to be planning something.
Irin could not even figure out what role he, as a small chess piece, played in their plan.
"I'm in a difficult situation."
Irin sighed.
Now, he could only settle the score.
After thinking for a while, Irin still could not come up with an answer.
All formulas that wanted to deduce the answer were built on the premise that the "known conditions" were sufficient.
Otherwise, it was just a blind deduction, and he could not get the answer.
[Calculating the score of the trial …]
While Irin was pondering.
The replay on the screen had ended.
Irin looked at the frozen screen, the heroic figure of himself blowing his "grandpa" into pieces, his expression was calm.
This trial was quite interesting.
The five grandpas, speaking of which, were the real enemies of the trial.
If they could not complete the mission, the grandpas would get up.
If they killed the grandpas of the other grandpas, the grandpas would also get up for revenge.
Maybe there were other reasons, and the grandpas would also get up.
The worst case scenario of this trial was that they could not hold down the five grandpas' coffins, and they would open the coffins and rise up, like a group of demons dancing around.
For an apostle of this level, if they encountered the five grandpas, they would probably be wiped out here.
Just imagine being surrounded by five "ferocious grandpas" on the level of Su Xiaosu. Men on top of men, men on top of men, men on top of men, men on top of men, men on top of men, men on top of men, men on top of men …
"I see, this trial is actually quite difficult."
Irin gave a fair evaluation.
It was indeed worthy of the [Nightmare Level] difficulty.
[Final score: SS!]
The score was finally refreshed.
It was only SS.
Irin looked at the final score and thought for a while.
He roughly understood where he was lacking.
A crucial epic-level fruit fell into Qian Duoduo's mouth.
There was also the side quest related to Qiao Family's supermarket, which Irin did not touch.
The other messy side quests should not affect the score.
But it did not matter.
Irin laughed and shook his head.
His harvests from this trial had already far surpassed the reward he received from the evaluation. There were gains and losses, and this was the will of the heavens. There was no need to be too conflicted about it.
[Total attribute reward + 1.0!]
[Allocating according to apostle 1010's trial performance …]
[Strength + 0.4, Agility + 0.4, Spirit + 0.4, Willpower + 0.1, Luck -0.2, Charm -0.1 …]
The distribution of attributes surprised Irin.
It was so balanced!
Was it because he worked hard to farm during the trial?
Working hard in the fields could increase one's physical fitness?
It was probably because of this reason.
This time, his Luck and Charm did not decrease by much.
At this point, Irin was already used to it. Luck and Charm were useless support attributes. Quickly decreasing them and breaking the limit in the negative direction might be a different path. Irin did not care. It really did not matter.
[Calculating death points reward …]
[Difficulty bonus: 40%] (Nightmare Level)
[Rating bonus: 40%] (SS Rating)
[Received death points: 5400!]
[Main mission reward released.]
[Received "Gem Replicating Machine"]
[Random Reward Drawing …]
[Received "Seed Generating Machine"]
The following reward was actually [Seed Generating Machine].
It did not seem to be of much use.
It was no wonder that the others were so disdainful of the main mission reward and did not care about it.
[Your rating is SS.]
[Received a random reward.]
[Randomly drawn from the "Wishing Well"]
[Received skill "Cloud Form Wind Body (Incomplete): Wind Body"]
Hmm, a random reward was a skill … Wait, a skill???
The sudden surprise made Irin's eyes widen. He was extremely surprised.
This … The probability was not scientific!
How could he get it with such a low probability?
Could it be that he got a bonus from helping the mage return home?
Irin had a strange thought in his mind.
After the lucky draw.
[Level up …]
[Congratulations, stage 3 apostle, for reaching the 33rd floor of the Tower of Death.]
[Current Level: Stage 4]
[Current Level: LV33]
[Detected no damage to apostle 1010's body, no need to repair.]
[Return!!!]
"…"
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