Chapter 462: The Dual Kings Dungeon, the True King Zhenyuan King
Xuan Mu left gracefully.
The atmosphere among the crowd became silent for a moment, and then someone whispered.
"Is it King Zhenyuan?"
"Why do I feel something is wrong..."
"It seems like we guessed something wrong."
There was a hint of surprise on everyone's face, with a flickering light in their eyes. No one knew what they were thinking of.
And after Xuan Mu left, Lin Chen just stood there frozen in place.
No one knew that just now, when Xuan Mu's expression and tone caught Lin Chen's eyes, it was like being struck by lightning!
He had seen Xuanmu's expression on a woman before.
And that woman has left an indelible memory in his heart.
Lin Chen took a deep breath and said to everyone, "Let's go."
Everyone nodded. Now that the Barbarian Ghost Army had arrived at the city, they naturally had no intention of continuing to complete the favorability mission.
After leaving the flower building, Lin Chen and others quickly came to the top of the city wall.
There were many civilians gathered here, so the officers and soldiers did not stop them.
Outside the city, dark clouds covered the sky and smoke rose everywhere.
The barbarian army, riding on tall and fierce horses, gathered at the foot of the city. At first glance, they looked like a black mass, which showed how large their numbers were.
"This... this is worth tens of thousands!"
"How is that possible? How can we defeat this number?"
Everyone's face fell, the color on their faces instantly faded, and they said in a trembling voice.
Although the old man is old, his eyesight and character are top-notch. After squinting his eyes and examining it, he said sternly, "It won't be that exaggerated. Most of them are phantoms. I don't think they can exert any power. I think even if the copy is enhanced, it is only at the level of Ghost King."
Zhou Geng nodded and said, "I've noticed that there are always some chances of survival in the dungeon. The chance to break through may lie in these phantoms."
Lin Chen glanced at the ghosts.
Under his spiritual influence, he could clearly calculate that there were tens of thousands of barbarian soldiers among them.
But as the old man in the tomb said, ninety-nine percent of them were illusions.
There are only a hundred real ghosts.
Lin Chen was a little disappointed at first, but then he thought that these were unexpected gains and felt relieved.
After all, if there really are ten thousand ghosts, it would be quite scary. The ghost power erupted from the Ten Thousand Ghosts Hall could strangle the true king. It is too scary.
This scale does not conform to the rules and laws of copies.
"If there are only a hundred ghosts, we can still give it a try. After all, we have kid Chen." said the old man in the tomb.
Everyone looked at Lin Chen, who just smiled and said, "Don't worry , I will help."
Lin Chen remained calm even in front of thousands of troops. In fact, even if these were truly tens of thousands of palace ghosts, he was not afraid at all.
Ten thousand palaces can surround and kill a true king, but they are just ordinary true kings. He is not ordinary and is not among them.
With his ability, if he uses all the means, he will definitely be able to take them all down.
Lin Chen looked composed, and this confidence also infected the other players. They knew that Lin Chen was not someone who would just hold on, and that he could create miracles. Since he said so, he would certainly not lie.
This also made them feel a little more at ease.
"Speaking of which, the bodies of these barbarians are really burly. Each one is about two meters tall and strong. I don't know how the people of this dynasty forced the barbarians to retreat before."
Some people began to look at the barbarian army and sighed.
Those barbarians rode on tall and fierce horses, with disheveled hair, half-naked upper bodies full of muscles, inhuman bodies, and it seemed that each of them had strong fighting power.
In contrast, the guards in the city here seem too thin in comparison.
"Huh? Why is there a man in a white robe riding a white horse standing in front? His body shape looks similar to that of an ordinary person. Isn't he a barbarian?" Someone noticed something and asked in surprise.
Lin Chen also looked at the young general in white robe standing in front of the barbarian army. He had a handsome temperament, was wearing a white robe and riding a white horse, holding a silver spear. He was very conspicuous and not difficult to find.
He sat on the horse's back, his back straight, with a hint of weakness on his face, giving people the feeling of a scholar. However, this feeling was immediately dispelled when one saw the scar on the right side of his cheek.
The scar was not exaggerated, but it added a lot of masculinity to him and gave him a hint of murderousness.
This kind of temperament allowed Lin Chen to guess the other person's identity the moment he saw him.
King Zhenyuan!
The young man in fine clothes and riding a vigorous horse, Awen, who joined the army and repelled the barbarian army.
But when Lin Chen saw his scarlet eyes, he recognized at a glance that they were the same huge eyes that were hidden in the mist and stared at him before!
King Zhenyuan also saw Lin Chen. He narrowed his eyes slightly at first, and then looked away.
"It's King Zhenyuan! King Zhenyuan is here!"
Some people shouted, and even the guards became subconsciously excited when they saw Queen Zhenyuan.
But soon, they realized something was wrong.
The position of Prince Zhenyuan was too subtle. It didn't look like he was coming to reinforce the ancient city, but rather like he was leading his troops to attack the ancient city.
"Could it be that King Zhenyuan..."
"Those barbarians are led by him. He is not here to save us, but to massacre the ancient city!"
"No wonder the city ahead was breached so quickly, it turns out that King Zhenyuan is a traitor!"
"King Zhenyuan, why is it so?"
At once, many residents of the ancient city reacted.
Anger, shock, grief, fear.
This feeling of betrayal almost made them lose their minds. Some of them questioned, some cursed, and some lost their composure and almost caused a panic.
“Zheng!”
At this moment, a sound of piano that resounded through heaven and earth came from the city wall.
The sound seemed to come from the sky, with a mysterious tone, like the sound of nature, and it had a soothing effect on the soul, calming the people in the city.
Even the wild ghosts outside the city showed a trace of confusion and calmed down a little.
Lin Chen and others looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a woman in white sitting on the city wall. Her slender fingers were just moving away from the zither, and she was staring blankly at King Zhenyuan below.
King Zhenyuan also raised his head. He saw the woman in white. His blood-red eyes trembled slightly, and his emotions obviously fluctuated a little. But soon, he suppressed this emotion. The red light in his eyes became stronger. He looked at the woman in white and said:
"You want to stop me?"
The woman in white was Xuan Mu. She shook her head gently and said, "I just want to talk to you more. In fact, for me, I don't want to stop you from doing anything you want to do. I am even willing to help you achieve it. But is it really necessary to kill these innocent citizens? You have already slaughtered them once, Sister Luo Jin, Ning Xiang, even I..."
There was a flash of anger in King Zhenyuan's eyes, and a tremendous murderous aura emanated from his body.
"From that day on, I secretly swore that sooner or later I would make everyone in this dynasty pay the price!"
A teardrop fell on Xuan Mu's face. She said with a smile and tears in her eyes, "Awen, please come back. Can we stay together forever in this copy? Don't let hatred cover your eyes anymore."
King Zhenyuan planted the seeds of hatred and anger because of what happened that day, but Xuan Mu knew that she was also involved. It was because King Zhenyuan loved her deeply that he did such a thing to exterminate the entire clan.
This alone made her very satisfied.
Lin Chen took a deep breath and said, "What a love... ghost."
"Love ghost? Who is the love ghost?" The people around were startled, but soon reacted and said in surprise:
"You said Xuan Mu is a love ghost?"
"How is this possible? How can a prostitute be a love ghost?"
They already knew about Lin Chen and Mu Yun's affairs. They also understood Mu Yun's fierceness, the love ghost's paranoia, and the secret of reincarnation .
When they saw the second love ghost at this time, they were all shocked, especially when they thought that the love of a love ghost could transcend life and death, which made a little warmth rise in their hearts.
Ghosts want to be resurrected and regain vitality and obtain a yang body. People will not ignore such a treasure. Although they cannot use it for the time being, it is a great trump card to be prepared for any eventuality.
Of course, since Lin Chen was here, they couldn’t possibly mention the secret about “anger”.
Some people even secretly glanced at Lin Chen, fearing that the appearance of the second love ghost would bring back bad memories for Lin Chen and cause something unexpected to happen.
Lin Chen glanced at everyone and said, "I know more about love ghosts than you do. I am not wrong. She is a love ghost."
Everyone nodded slowly.
At this time, King Zhenyuan spoke again, "I failed in the battle, and my obsession was not satisfied, so I turned into a ghost. This place has become a copy, and it is the gods who are guiding me to calm my obsession. These people deserve to die countless times and suffer in purgatory."
Xuan Mu stopped talking, but her eyes never left King Zhenyuan. Once a love ghost has fallen in love with someone, it will not resist at all. No matter what the other party wants to do, even if it means asking the love ghost to commit suicide with a knife, the love ghost will not resist at all.
This kind of love is as powerful as the huge waves, but also as humble as the floating creature that is born in the morning and dies in the evening.
The sound of the piano was soft, but it spread throughout the world. Xuan Mu's cong fingers plucked the strings, which was ethereal and transcendent, yet contained a hint of friendship and sadness.
She was conflicted after all, but she would not refuse. She just expressed her emotions through the sound of the piano.
Amidst the music, a trace of confusion flashed across King Zhenyuan's eyes. He looked straight at Xuan Mu for a long time. Finally, he took a deep breath and said, "Let's get started. Destroy the ancient city and kill the human and ghost players who enter this instance."
From behind, ten burly and powerful barbarians rode up on horseback.
These are the ten generals.
These ten ghosts are very eye-catching even among tens of thousands of inhuman-sized wild ghosts.
Each of them has a great sense of oppression.
Especially since these ten ghosts are slowly releasing ghost power, it makes people feel chilled.
Because this means that these ten ghosts are not ignorant original ghosts, but have been revived and know their past and present lives.
In Lin Chen's eyes, the resentment of these ten ghosts had become extremely strong. I wonder how many ordinary people they had slaughtered in their lifetime.
And their strength has reached the peak of the hall, and their ghost power has been tempered to the point where it is about to merge with the ghost realm.
[The dungeon has entered a special period. The possibility of the original ghosts in the ancient city reviving has been avoided. The ghost power can be released at will. Players can enter the field to resist the army of wild ghosts. If they succeed in resisting, the settlement score will be greatly increased. ]
At this moment, the system's voice suddenly sounded.
The other players were also slightly startled, and obviously they all received the prompt from the player system.
" Sure enough , the ancient city's military strength is not enough to resist, and we will be needed in the end."
"The residents of the ancient city will no longer revive, which means we can use our skills to our heart's content without having to worry about backstabs."
Everyone was whispering.
At the same time, the ten terrifying barbarian ghost generals were riding their horses towards the city.
Their speed was not fast, but it was extremely oppressive. Every time the horse's hooves landed, it seemed to fall on the hearts of the people in the city.
"Prince Zhenyuan, you are the pride of our ancient city. How can you turn against us?"
"Yes, I still have a shrine dedicated to you at home."
"Lord Zhenyuan, please let the people of the ancient city go. We are all innocent. You were born and raised here. You have elders and close friends here."
"Ms. Xuan Mu is still here. Do you really have the heart to hurt her?"
The people in the ancient city were terrified and shouted loudly to awaken King Zhenyuan's conscience.
"Family members? Friends? Where were you when I was being bullied in the brothel?"
"Where were you when I saw the woman I loved being taken away?"
"Now that I've achieved success and fame, you all have appeared."
"But you don't know that all my efforts are for this day."
"As for Xuan Mu...she has long disappeared in my heart."
Prince Zhenyuan did not respond, but whispered, as if he was explaining himself.
At the same time, his ghost power was slowly released, and even the barbarian ghost generals were in a state of recovery. Naturally, he was not a confused original ghost.
As soon as this ghost power appeared, the wind and clouds changed color. The sky was originally covered with dark clouds, but now there was a violent gale!
The lightning and thunder were deafening.
It was as if this world was welcoming the true king.
"True...King!"
Among the players, someone swallowed and a drop of cold sweat flowed down his forehead.
The tomb elder's face turned ugly, and he said, "We were wrong... This is a double-boss instance. This Zhenyuan King is obviously superior to Xuan Mu and has more authority as the instance master!"
"Since Xuan Mu is a love ghost, she will never stand on our side. We are facing two true kings and these barbarian ghost soldiers!"
Zhou Geng looked at Lin Chen and asked, "Chen, what do you think?"
Upon hearing this, the others also immediately turned their attention over. In this critical moment, the only one they could rely on was Lin Chen.
Lin Chen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly smiled and said, "I'll watch while I fight."
After saying that, Lin Chen's figure flashed on the spot, and when he appeared again, he came directly to the land outside the city and stood tall.
"It's him!"
"That rich boy."
"Why did he leave the city? Is he going to fight against King Zhenyuan and these barbarians?"
"Don't be silly. Thirteen cities have been breached. How can one person reverse this situation?"
When the people in the ancient city saw Lin Chen, they were all a little surprised, and then shook their heads in despair.
Most of them are phantoms, traces of the past, without even the ability to revive, and they simply cannot understand what horrible things Lin Chen is capable of doing.
This is a strange state, like a paradox of vision and cognition. The red in your eyes is not the same red in my eyes, and the reality they see is not the same as the meaning they understand.
No matter how extraordinary Lin Chen's performance is, under the protection of the rules, they will understand it as something within their own cognition.
This is the suppression of the higher latitude over the lower latitude. This is how the horror game treats these native ghosts, and the same is true for Lin Chen's ghost-catching system which treats the original incarnation, Master Li.
The ten ghosts unleashed their ghost power. They knew that Lin Chen was a player in the dungeon, and they couldn’t help but sneer.
They were not kind people to begin with. Their hands were stained with countless blood when they were alive, and they became even more ferocious after becoming ghosts. In their eyes, a six-star player like Lin Chen could be regarded as the most delicious blood food.
And Lin Chen's behavior is even more of a suicide mission.
No matter how strong the six-star players are, can they still be a match for these ten top ghosts in the hall?
What's more, they have the army of barbarian ghosts and King Zhenyuan behind them.
However, Lin Chen didn't even look at them, and had no idea what they were thinking.
Lin Chen's gaze had already passed the Ten Ghosts and he said to King Zhenyuan:
"These ten bastards are no threat to me, just go ahead and attack me."
