Chapter 304 - 303: They’re Here!
When everyone else had left, Guo Xu sat quietly in the room.
The room was dim and silent, with only the sound of his heavy breathing echoing in the air.
His figure was outlined by the faint light, forming a solitary silhouette, as if isolated from the entire world.
He picked up his phone, wanting to inquire about the current distribution of the Evil Spirit Lords.
Ever since the passage opened, he could always sense that terrifying aura around his dungeon.
That evil force was like an invisible shadow, constantly shrouding him, making his spine chill.
He always felt traces of the Evil Spirit Lords lurking right outside his territory, in the Dark Forest.
The Evil Spirit Lords are SSS level, equivalent to human level sixteen.
If they came to attack his dungeon, he could only rely on hiding the exit to resist.
Even if an SSS-level Lord entered his dungeon, finding the exit wouldn’t be an easy task.
This is why they haven’t attacked. If they accidentally get trapped in a level thirteen Lord’s dungeon, it would delay their post-exit development and be laughable to others.
The Evil Spirit Lords haven’t launched an attack, lurking like vipers, spying from the Dark Forest.
They’re waiting for the opportune moment, waiting for humanity to reveal a flaw, and then they’ll deliver a fatal blow.
Guo Xu understood this deeply, and his anxiety grew heavier.
Fortunately, they’ve created dungeons with set checkpoints.
While these checkpoints can’t completely block the invasion of evil spirits, they can at least serve as a buffer, buying them some preparation time.
These Lords likely don’t want to lose strength in these dungeons.
But there are many unclaimed territories among humans; as long as the current owner is killed, these territories can be devoured and change hands easily.
Just after he opened his phone, he saw someone sent related news.
The more they are at times like these, the more frequently they exchange information.
This is a private group.
All the human Lords are inside.
[Several unclaimed dungeons without exits have been attacked.] This message was like a bombshell, stirring a great commotion in the group.
[Is there any way?]
[No, we can only hold fast... guarding ourselves is quite good already.]
...
At this moment, Feihu was also looking at the group messages, with her brow furrowed.
Jiang Che joined the group; usually she manages it, gathering information, organizing it, and then informing Jiang Che.
The moment she heard her phone notification, she immediately checked the messages.
She knew these messages were vital for Jiang Che and their territory.
Just after she opened her phone, her expression became extremely unpleasant.
The first sentence made her lose her composure; in that instant, it was as if a layer of frost instantly covered her face, her eyes bulged wide, and her lips trembled slightly.
Because her father Flying Eagle’s territory was a dungeon without checkpoints.
It was also a target for the Evil Spirit Lords’ planned attacks, and this news plunged her into intense panic and anxiety.
She immediately stood up, her steps flustered, accidentally knocking over a nearby chair, making a loud "bang."
But she couldn’t care about that; at this moment, she had only one thought in her mind, which was to beg Jiang Che to save her father.
She blew out the door like a gust of wind, her hair flying chaotically in the breeze.
The surroundings blurred into a haze in her eyes, with only the road ahead—the path leading to Jiang Che’s place—clear to her.
At this time, only Jiang Che had a way; she could only turn to Jiang Che.
When she reached Jiang Che, she was already panting heavily.
She raised her phone in her hand, handing over the message to Jiang Che.
She had no time to wipe away her sweat, urgently speaking, "Jiang Che, please, save my dad! His territory has no checkpoints, the Evil Spirit Lords are about to attack it!"
Her voice carried the choke of tears, her eyes filled with pleading and despair.
Jiang Che and Ding Ning had just come off an amusement facility, holding hands, smiling sweetly.
Feihu also knew it was very poorly timed to come. Because today, Jiang Che and Ding Ning absolutely didn’t want to be disturbed.
But she truly had no choice.
It concerned her father’s life and death; she had to gather the courage to step forward.
She handed the phone to Jiang Che, letting him view the messages, her eyes full of urgency.
Jiang Che looked at Ding Ning, a slight query in his eyes.
Ding Ning nodded slightly, her expression gentle yet firm, as if giving Jiang Che support and strength.
"Where is it? We’ll head over first," Jiang Che’s voice was crisp and decisive, with no trace of hesitation.
Feihu was delighted, a light of hope blossomed in her eyes.
She looked at Ding Ning, eyes filled with gratitude.
The two immediately canceled today’s play plan, accompanying Feihu, leaving the territory, traversing the Dark Forest.
The Dark Forest was filled with a sinister and terrifying atmosphere.
A dense fog pervaded all around, obscuring the view ahead.
The cold wind howled, like the cries of evil spirits.
The auras of various Evil Spirit Lords rampaged, occasionally a sharp screech pierced the silence, as if the Evil Spirit Lords were demonstrating to them.
In the darkness, pairs of eyes with eerie glows could be vaguely seen—those were Evil Spirit Lords spying.
At this time, Flying Eagle was monitoring the surroundings through surveillance; he also saw the message in the group.
His brows furrowed tightly, his face dark and gloomy like the sky before the storm.
He knew his daughter must have seen it too, but getting Jiang Che’s help would still take time.
The Evil Spirit Lords could annihilate him in an instant.
At this moment, he only felt every passing minute and second was torture.
The most crucial thing is he felt a change in his territory.
An indescribable sense of oppression enveloped him, as if an invisible giant hand was strangling his throat.
Something got in!
It was an extremely subtle fluctuation, yet under his keen perception, it was exceptionally clear.
His heartbeat accelerated rapidly, cold sweat dripped continuously from his forehead.
He looked around warily, but saw nothing; that unknown terror clung to him like a shadow.
"Ha, so vigilant." The voice seemed to come from Nine Netherworld Hell, carrying endless chill and mockery.
"The thing created by your territory is quite interesting."
"No checkpoints, yet the territory’s creation was influenced by me."
"I sensed the aura of my items; you took my things." The voice carried a hint of doubt, yet was filled with an oppressive presence.
As if a supreme overlord questioning a lowly ant.
Upon hearing the voice, Flying Eagle was drenched in sweat.
His back was already soaked by cold sweat, clothes clinging tight to his skin, the icy clingy feeling increasing his fear.
He hadn’t even seen the shadow, yet that thing had infiltrated?!
And accurately found him?!
He frantically scanned his surroundings, trying to capture even the slightest anomaly.
Yet, apart from the terrifying voice, all around remained dead silent; only the surroundings grew increasingly dark, darkness descended only upon his area.