"Well, if you have any questions, my beauty." The Emperor sank into the solemn and luxurious throne, holding his chin with one hand and admiring the handsome and flawless face of the young man in front of him, "I will tell you everything I know."
Baili Xin looked around, a little stunned.
This was the first place he explored when he came to this world, the first floor of the Undead Clan's underground palace.
Many torches were lit in the dark surroundings, and under the light of the torches, the surroundings were almost bright as day.
All the murals engraved on the wall have been exposed before his eyes, including the three he discovered at the beginning, and the ones that Xia Chi discovered by accident later.
On the throne where the emperor sat, the red secret treasure of the undead was replaced.
Baili Xin looked at those paintings and later discovered that he had actually seen these paintings with the help of the system, and now he was just looking at them again.
The warrior was invincible, and after his triumph he was crowned and finally became the ruler of the country. Later he went on expeditions to all directions, but was ultimately defeated.
Baili Xin looked at the mural that showed the Human Emperor raising his hands to beg at the sky. He stretched out his hands towards the sky, opened his mouth hard, and begged for something towards somewhere.
He frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the emperor's collar, as if he had discovered something.
Under the emperor's collar, a cross pendant was revealed.
But the Sibi continent does not have the concept of inheritance of "cross" at all. This is something that should not appear in the Sibi continent.
It can't be just a coincidence. When the emperor goes to war, everything he wears is very particular.
Some are for attack, some for defense, and some for prayer.
Baili Xin frowned slightly. He looked at the cross, then at the emperor who seemed to be entering his own home with ease, and asked in surprise: "Is that you painted on the mural?"
The emperor said "Huh", raised his eyebrows, leaned his body slightly, and leaned lazily on the throne, "Oh~ You can find this? Not only are you good-looking, but you are also smart. I really like you more and more."
really.
Baili Xin: "Looking at the weathering layers, these murals are thousands of years old."
"So, the Undead were created by you?"
"You should be a tasker like me, right? What's your name?"
"My name..." The Emperor pondered for a moment, "It's been so long that even I have forgotten it. I have lived in this world for too long. I used to be a tasker, a magician, a prophet, and an immortal king. I was even the Human Emperor for a while, but in the end, after I got tired of everything, I became the current Emperor."
"As for the Undead, you are right. I am responsible for most of their appearance."
Baili Xin continued to ask calmly: "You just saw that person's face. He is also a tasker. Who is he?"
The emperor rested his chin lazily on his hand, as if he was lost in thought.
"He and I were among the first players to enter this game." The emperor's voice became soothing and his expression began to become dazed, as if he was completely immersed in those ancient memories.
"By the way, how many floors does the game hall have now?"
Baili Xin: "999 floors."
The emperor was stunned, then burst into laughter. His laughter was so crazy that it seemed like his stomach would burst out of his mouth. "999 floors, 999 floors, it's really amazing."
"When I first entered this game, there were only 20 floors and not many dungeons. I can count them on one hand. As for the players who have participated in the game, I have known them all for a long time."
"In order to get through the customs, I often get together to exchange information."
"The owner of that face, his name is very familiar to me, also called Dijia. When I picked up that little bastard, I gave him this name because he looked so arrogant and cold, just like Dijia."
"He is a legend among my players. He has the highest score in some games and the tips he gave us are the most useful. But he is too pretentious. He always looks like he has something on his mind and doesn't talk to people unless he is trying to clear a game."
"To be honest, my group of players all admire him, but I am quite annoyed by him."
"Even though we know we are not the same person, it is exciting to think about having 'Dijia' call me 'Master'."
"Every time I find all kinds of reasons to beat and torture that little bastard, I shout out the name of 'Dijia' loudly, so that I can feel better."
"You're asking me why I hate him so much, right? There are people who are trying their best to get through the levels, but he is the only one who can get away unscathed every time, making us all look like embarrassed clowns. How can I not be jealous?"
"This dungeon didn't have so many races before. There were only three races: humans, beasts, and night elves. The place I came in from was not difficult. I got the clearance information from Dijia."
"Your dungeon has now become a ten-player dungeon, right? Mine was just a simple two-player dungeon at that time. Originally everyone was able to get out without getting hurt, but then a small problem arose."
"The idiot who came in with me triggered the trap even though he had the cheats. He was killed by the trap, and I hid in a secret room to escape."
"But I didn't expect that the secret room was a separate closed space. The system determined that I was dead and forcibly closed the copy."
"That day I was waiting for other players to enter this dungeon so that I could get out. But I waited for several years, and the system was always dark and never lit up again. Do you know that feeling?!" The emperor's tone suddenly turned cold, and he poked his chest angrily, "In such a large dungeon, everyone is an NPC, and I am the only living human being! Do you understand that feeling of loneliness?!"
"What's even more ridiculous is that these NPCs are actually pretending to be living people. They are just data people, and they want to get married and have children. It's really ridiculous. I'm bored of staying in this place. This is just a low-level data world. I have nothing to do so I lead the army to fight. While fighting, I usurp the throne."
The emperor pointed at the murals around him and laughed happily like a child. "I am so awesome! I turned the magic world into a siege game. Not only did I become the emperor, I also seized all the surrounding territories."
“But in the end, I failed.”
"As I lay dying, I suddenly thought of the game hall again." The Emperor's voice began to tremble, "I can't die here. I don't want to die here alone without anyone noticing. I don't want to become a piece of game data. I want to live!"
"When I was about to die, I thought of the forbidden technique I saw in the human forbidden area. I used the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers to summon the evil god and asked him to give me eternal life."
"As long as I have immortality, I can keep waiting. Ten years, ten years, fifty years, or even a hundred years. As long as the copy can be opened, I can still leave this damn place."
“But that damn evil god actually played word games with me. He only gave me ‘eternity’, not ‘life’!”
"I became a half-dead monster! He even left a series of prophecies, saying that a destined person would appear in the future."
"One day, the destined man will baptize the green grass with the rain of light. He is as passionate as a newborn baby and as wise as an old man. He is young, yet very old. He has the blood of gods. His arrival will cause the hybrids to emerge and cut off the source of the undead race. The Sibi continent ruled by the four races will end, and hope and order will return to the new continent."
At this point, the Emperor sneered, "Isn't it me who is the source of the Undead? Isn't it me who is to behead the source of the Undead? How can I allow it?"
"I tampered with the prophecy and spread it. I only needed to change a few simple words, and the hero who saved the continent became a devil that everyone wanted to kill."
"Yes, I am the mysterious and ancient prophet."
"But in the end, the evil god told me that the destined person is the only one who can revive me. I ate so many hearts but they didn't bring me back to life. They are not you. Only by eating your heart can I come back to life! I have been looking for the destined person all these years, but I never expected that the destined person would be a player."
"Fortunately, I discovered the existence of Dijia by accident." The Emperor was tired, and he changed his posture and continued, "I have always been bothered by this prophecy, and I tried to kill him in many ways at that time. But the immortality given to him by the Undead Clan allowed him to recover every time."
Baili Xin's breathing became heavier, and his hands hidden in his sleeves suddenly clenched.
The Emperor sighed, "He's so resilient. I tortured him so much, but he didn't die or go crazy. I had no choice but to change my strategy and keep instilling the concept of mission in him. I want him to either kill himself or turn against the person destined for him."
"Whatever it is, that's what I want to see."
"Once I'm sure his sense of mission is complete, I'll fake my death and leave."
The Emperor was silent for a few seconds. "That's basically the cause and effect. Is there anything else you don't understand?"
Baili Xin pursed his lips and looked indifferently at the man on the throne: "Why do you want to turn all the players into undead?"
Emperor: "Oh, why? What's worrying is not the lack of people, but the inequality. We are all players, and I am obviously smarter and more skilled than him. Why should I be born at the wrong time and be an NPC like this? He can leave the dungeon? If he dies, he should take someone with him."
Baili Xin: "What about the beastmen? Why did they help Count Al to usurp the throne? And why do they want those furs?"
Emperor: "The main reason is that I am afraid of cold weather and need to keep warm all year round, but I don't want to light a stove because it's too choking. So I want to get more furs. But the beast king was stubborn before, so of course I have to help the one who is useful to me."
"You did all this," Baili Xin narrowed his eyes, "just because you are afraid of the cold?"
"What else?" The Emperor shrugged. "They are all NPCs anyway. Killing them will only increase my kill count."
Baili Xin sneered, "I have another question that I'm curious about. Since you've become an undead, why can you maintain your human form? Didn't you become a skeleton?"
"Oh, this." The Emperor clasped one hand on the armrest. "Didn't I tell you that I was the Immortal King for a while? But the skeleton body was too ugly, so I passed the throne to my puppet. Later, I developed a magic that can plunder life from a living human body. Of course, it's not a heartbeat, but just let my body grow flesh and skin."
"When people live long enough, they like to tinker with things and want them to be more refined. Since they have been plundered anyway, they might as well just go ahead and plunder the skin as well."
"Am I particularly smart? Isn't the magic I developed powerful?" The Emperor chuckled, "How can someone as smart as me just sit around eating and waiting to die in this rubbish book?"
"By the way," Tianhuang seemed to be thinking about something and asked Baili Xin, "In the game hall, how many floors has Dijia climbed to now?"
Baili Xin raised his eyes and glanced at Tianhuang, "What level do you think he is on now?"
The Emperor sighed: "I have lost track of the time since I entered the dungeon. How many years have passed?"
Baili Xin: "Uh, I really don't know."
He paused, "But I didn't see the name 'Dijia' on the list."
"Never seen it?" The Emperor was stunned for two seconds, "How is this possible? Even he is dead?"
Baili Xin hinted, "It's possible that Li has left? Do you want to know the rankings of others? Maybe I can help you check the leaderboard."
If the names he read were on these rankings, he might be able to find those people and ask about what happened back then.
The Emperor touched his chin and said, "I remember there was another person who was quite powerful at that time, his name was Tan Yue. Which floor was he on?"
Baili Xin's eyes flickered twice under his drooping eyelids: "He is not on the list either."
The Emperor was surprised: "There is nothing there? Has it been so many years? Or is he dead?"
It turns out that Dijia and Tan Yue were players who entered the dungeon in the same batch, and they were also the earliest batch of players.
"Is there anyone else?" Baili Xin continued to ask.
Emperor: "The others are all pretty average. I don't have a very deep impression of them. If they really come, I do remember someone. His name is Song Yuantian. Is he on the list?"
Song Yuantian
He seemed to have some impression of this name.
Baili Xin opened the ranking list and found Song Yuantian's name in the search bar.
The 94th on the list, Song Yuantian, is currently on the 789th floor. (Affiliated to: Lord Shahai. Position: Chief.)
The leader of the third public institution, who specializes in collecting beauties, is a man named Song Yuantian.
Baili Xin closed the leaderboard and looked up at the Emperor who was looking at him curiously: "Found it, he is now ranked 94th, the leader of the Sand Sea Duke, and is now on the 789th floor."
"Fuck," the Emperor slapped the handrail heavily after hearing this, "That last-place coward actually climbed to the 789th floor?! And he became the leader? If I were still in the game hall, I would have climbed to the 999th floor by now, believe it or not!"
Baili Xin shook his head. "I don't quite believe it. Which floor were you on when you came in?"
The Emperor sneered, "You are so blind. Before I entered this dungeon, I was ranked third! There are so many players, and I am ranked third! The third is Dijia, the third is Tan Yue! As for Song Yuantian, this coward, he has to hold my thigh and cry when he passes the level. Do you understand?! Let me ask you, is he a powerful dungeon? Is he just a rubbish dungeon?"
Baili Xin: "No, he's pretty strong. In the entire game, Duke of Sand Sea ranks third, which is absolutely strong."
The Emperor clenched his hands into fists, his voice trembling slightly with anger: "Damn it, bastard. If I were still here, if I were still here, I would definitely be the one at the top of the list!"
"I'm the king of eSports, and he's all scum!"
Baili Xin: "..."
Are you telling me a joke to make me happy? And you're ranking first? That's his position, you're nothing.
You're nothing.
What fruit? What fruit is there
"You have been in this world for a thousand years, but you still think that this world is just a data copy?" Baili Xin looked at the thousand-year-old e-sports man in front of him, "His blood is also red, he cries and despairs, he is sad and happy. Didn't you feel uncomfortable when you killed him?"
Emperor: "Uncomfortable? Why should I be uncomfortable? No matter how realistic it is, it is still an AI virtual person. I only care about the results. I don't care whether he lives or dies."
Baili Xin: "Even if it is an AI virtual person, when the AI is so real that it is completely indistinguishable from life, I think we should at least stop and think carefully about whether we should just regard it as a dead object. When an object is given emotions and life, it has already deviated from its most original nature."
"Don't give me all these big theories," the Emperor waved his hand impatiently, "I can only accompany you for so long because I want to give you special treatment and to know how the game hall is going. Do you really think you are a dish?"
"I tell you, even if I start from scratch now, it won't be long before I can catch up with him and become the number one on the list!"
Baili Xin's eyes were already cold and frosty. Seeing his look, the Emperor was instantly furious. "Don't look at me like that! That damned bastard Dijia looked down on people like that in the game hall back then. Later, that little bastard also looked at me like that. Now even a stinky skin like you dares to do that?!"
Baili Xin sneered, "Emperor, do you still consider yourself a human being? You have even abandoned your own name, so what can you do even if you go to the game hall?"
He opened the backpack bar and said, "Let me tell you something."
Emperor: "What?"
A pure white sickle instantly appeared in Baili Xin's hand. The young man slightly kicked his feet, and his angry voice instantly resounded throughout the hall: "Fuck you, fuck the emperor, I will send you to heaven right now!"
At the same time, a tornado suddenly appeared.
The trio of Dijia, Xia Chi and others appeared in the hall without warning and heard everything Baili Xin said.
Emperor Ga: “…”
Baby is so brave, love it!
Xia Chi: “…”
Can I be so irritable? That's awesome.
Li Cancan & Liang Xi: "..."
Did he come at the wrong time? Is it too late to pretend to be offline
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It's over, it's over, Xin Shen is furious! Good luck, you garbage emperor!
I clearly heard a lot just now, and it seemed like the amount of information was huge, so why did I suddenly forget it
I forgot too! But I just think this emperor is a piece of trash, he deserves to die even if he dies a thousand times. The fact that he could make the calm and composed God Xin provoke Mao and curse him shows how trash he is.
I remember that he killed many people, lived for a long time, was the source of the undead, and tampered with the prophecy. That's all I remember. It should be correct, right
Why do I collectively lose my memory? Did the system do something to me secretly?!
"Fuck", this is a crappy system. Not only did it put me in this damn place, it also tampered with my memory!
On the 999th floor of the tower, the man gathered his handsome eyebrows, and his dark eyes flickered.
Who is Tan Yue? Why does this name sound familiar
In a trance, several fragments of memory appeared in my mind.
In front of him stood a young man whose face could not be seen clearly, and the two seemed to be discussing something.
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The sickle with a beautiful white tail rushed to the emperor in an instant and cut him in half.
However, this handsome ghostly young man just laughed loudly, and his body instantly turned into a ball of smoke. The smoke gathered in the air, quickly condensed and rubbed, and turned into a healthy body again.
Emperor: "It's a waste of effort. I know I am immortal. You can't kill me."
"You are far from me. Even if there is a prophecy, so what? Even if you are really the destined one, so what? As long as I kill you, the deadlock in the prophecy will be broken! I also want to thank you for providing me with a heart, so that I can become a human again. You ants must die!"
The torches on the walls of the hall suddenly went out. As the torches went out, Xia Chi and his companions suddenly felt difficulty breathing.
The three of them knelt on the ground in pain, grabbing their throats and opening their mouths, trying to gasp for air.
However, the feeling of suffocation was like maggots attached to his bones, constantly corroding and torturing him.
In his ears, the emperor's sharp and piercing sneer continued, as if mocking his fragility and arrogance.
Baili Xin's eyes were cold, and he raised the sickle in his hand above his head: "He is sucking the oxygen out of this hall."