I draw a card first

Chapter 196 The Ruins of the Royal City
But soon, Ivan, who was staring into the distance, unexpectedly discovered that he could faintly see the remains of a suspected building on the "sea bed".

"Would you like to go have a look?"

After hesitating for a moment, he didn't know how to get out, so he finally decided to go and have a look.

There is no way, if there is no picture scroll in his arms, maybe after being taught a lesson by this unimaginable supernatural power of reincarnation, someone who is frightened may simply admit that he is cowardly, and quit the dungeon without saying a word.

Even though, this will lead to him who has already given up the exit node when he was the champion of the King of Fighters Championship, and he will have to bear the zero penalty of abstaining halfway...

But now, with some sweet drag, someone who doesn't want to "get out of the house" has to bite the bullet and try to carve out a way out.

"Don't miss the *King of Fighters match here, otherwise it will be GAME OVER directly!"

After reconfirming that the [Mountain and River Picture Scroll] had been quietly placed in the Jiugong gourd, Ai Wen then carefully walked down the black stone bridge connecting the two banks.

The moment he set foot on the brown land opposite, a strange force immediately began to linger on him, completely involuntarily, and black undead divine power instantly emerged from his body.

The power of the undead is almost everywhere in this land, and the gray-brown aura that is so indifferent that it is almost invisible touches each other, and it is like saying hello, slightly surrounding and then separating.

And a certain strange pressure that gradually began to suppress on him also suddenly loosened.

It was as if some of the rules that were still running tenaciously in this incomplete world had successfully recognized his identity.

"What am I now? Dual-core drive? Um... triple-core?"

Feeling the magical powers of the six senses hidden silently in his body, Aiwen tried to summon the holy light while playing with the undead divine power that was constantly changing shapes in his hands.

Although the red holy light was extinguished by the violent taupe power in the surroundings less than a moment after it appeared, but there is no doubt that in him, the Buddhist supernatural power, the undead divine power and the holy light successfully coexisted.

If he guessed right, this should be the aftermath of the "Reincarnation Game" that he still hasn't figured out how to do it.

Roughly estimating, Aiwen quickly determined that he could control about [-]% of the undead divine power equal to Quel'Dalas' dead ultimate dragon form.

The overall feeling is just like the evil god form from the previous copy.

However, it is different from the previous fantasy country that seems to have broken the boundary between reality and illusion, but it will become a fleeting dream country when you leave. This change is obviously a real change, and it will remain the same after leaving the copy. .

Unless, he quit directly and was forced to play "clearing"...

While constantly trying to adapt to the existence of the two new forces, Aiwen walked on the desolate land step by step.

During this period, he encountered strange fragmented reefs, glimpsed strange incomplete bones, and even a little bit of wandering fragments of consciousness floating around, and from time to time, he could suddenly conjure up some inexplicable phantoms.

It's a pity that most of the phantoms are fleeting, and there is no specific content at all...

Because the overall area is not very large, it took seven or eight minutes to die, and Aiwen successfully crossed the entire world fragment and came to the desolate ruins at the easternmost corner of the fragment.

Although it is already a ruined wall beyond recognition, Aiwen can still clearly feel from the details that this corner of the city that was truncated out of thin air together with the world fragment itself is an obvious ancient flower planter style building.

Entering it, most of the traces of existence inside have been shattered, only the ruins of a large building group can barely be distinguished.

Aiwen walked directly to the ruins, lowered his head and waved his hands to blow away the thick ashes under his feet, revealing the huge and exquisite broken fragments of the once carved beams and paintings.

A part of the unknown giant stone sculpture with a broken head is faintly leaking under the chaotic rocks. It seems that together with the dim architectural paintings, it silently tells the magnificence and majesty of the place.
With a little curiosity, Aiwen leaned down and searched carefully in front of the ruins, and soon found a piece that was upside down on the ground and had been broken into three large pieces and countless small pieces in a relatively forward position. Rotten plaque.

Carefully turning over several large fragments and arranging them in a row, Ai Wen stared at the four characters that seemed to be written in ancient small seal characters, and read them gently
"Bian, Cheng, Wang, Dian?"

The underworld, the king of Hades in the Ten Palaces? !

Although he had such a premonition after hearing the mysterious woman calling herself Meng Po, someone really didn't expect that there was such a deep-sea painting style in the underworld.

If he hadn't seen the plaque, he would have even wondered if he had crossed borders into the Dragon King's Crystal Palace!

Although, you can't see the crystal at all.
"Since this is still the legendary underworld, then these auras that are somewhat similar to the power of death are the legendary aura of the underworld?"

While muttering in his heart, no wonder they have a lot in common, and even recognized his identity, Aiwen walked carefully towards the depths of the ruins of the Biancheng Palace.

Along the way, he didn't see the legendary black and white impermanence chasing soul masters, nor did he see the bull-headed and horse-faced duo-level red sticks, and he didn't even meet a ghost.

As Meng Po said, all the gods and demons have completely disappeared.

Whether it's the old utensils or scattered debris, no matter its material and shape, except for those dull and brittle stones that will collapse if you use force, all of them have turned into worthless dust.

The underworld has been completely "dead".

Therefore, Aiwen, who was completely unimpeded all the way and gained nothing at the same time, rummaged around for a while, but only got dust all over his body, and finally walked to the position that should be the main hall.

At this time, he finally saw something new besides gravel and dead wood.
——In the middle of the empty hall, there is an empty sarcophagus without a coffin lid!
Although the words "Biancheng King" were written on the black stone plaque above the sarcophagus, the corresponding remains were not seen at all.

However, when Ivan approached carefully, he suddenly found a shallow layer of ashes with a little dim blue light at the bottom of the sarcophagus.

Well, if I didn't guess wrong, this should be the former King of Biancheng.

"It really dissipates very cleanly."

Ai Wen let out a long sigh, quite sad that something hurt his kind.

Even Yama, who is the God of Netherworld and stands at the top of the pyramid of power in the underworld, is the end of a wisp of dust. In the world, what else can truly escape the word "death"? |
"It's true that the god of death will die, the proverb of Silithus is not wrong at all!"

But at the moment when he turned around and wanted to leave with a sigh, suddenly, something different from a stone flashed across his sight.

"Wait, what is that?"

With curiosity and a little bit of excitement, Aiwen hurried over, and finally, he actually picked out a broken wooden slip from the dust.
(End of this chapter)