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The butler's golden eyes slightly curved, he chuckled happily, picked him up and walked towards the factory with ease.

Song Nan put her head on his shoulder, looked at the stunned players, and said playfully: "Aren't you leaving? Be careful, I can pull out the stone pillar by myself~"

Qiao Siying's face turned red, she coughed slightly, and stood up to catch up with him. She kept repeating Song Nan's uptick in her mind, and automatically ignored the name he said before. She grinned at the corner of her mouth, looking a little inexplicably vulgar...

She finally understood why the housekeeper guarded Song Nan so closely. She wished she could never leave him, satisfied everything he wanted, and just wanted him to stay by her side willingly.

If there is a beauty who can talk to her like this, she will stick to him every day and hold him in her arms. It is best if she is the only one in her eyes and can only call her one person's name tenderly every day... If she resists... …

Peng Chengyi looked at Qiao Siying's expression and shuddered unconsciously. He didn't understand why a pure-looking girl could show such an evil expression. He couldn't help but think of the boss from the previous dungeon - a man who did whatever he wanted and seemed to have no feelings. A madman who is in pain and regardless of the consequences.

The tips of Yu Yao's ears turned crimson. She saw Qiao Siying's unabashed look and could understand her mood very well.

After all, under the suppressed emotions of the dungeon, as the power becomes stronger, many people will choose to support the weak, and even ignore human nature and arbitrarily support newcomers who like each other. Fortunately, Song Nan has no shortage of strong people around him, otherwise, if he was killed by those When high-level and psychologically twisted players see it, they don't know what irreversible things will happen.

Song Nan yawned and glanced at their expressions, more or less guessing something.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and leaned comfortably on the butler's arm, recalling those perverts who had high self-esteem in the novice world. Each one of them wanted to monopolize him, but in the end they left him and used incredible reasons to avoid problems.

However, he has never been merciless to his enemies, and those people he took revenge on were miserable. However, after the mission was completed, he found it boring... very tiring and meaningless. Over time, he also chose to turn a blind eye...

If that person expresses love to him, he will accept it, and if he ends up leaving, he will accept it.

Song Nan rubbed against the housekeeper. I don't know when, but a vague person always flashed in his mind, and he had a bad feeling about that person and wanted to cut him into pieces.

He paused, a little confused.

In the impression, that person seemed to have taken something away from him.

It is something important that he can never forgive that person if he takes it away from him.

……

The housekeeper walked into the factory with Song Nan in his arms, and walked towards the stairs leading to the underground covered by numerous rusty steel bars on the first floor.

Qiao Siying's pupils shrank and she murmured in a low voice: "No wonder I didn't see an altar after walking through the whole factory. It turns out there is a basement."

Peng Chengyi frowned and retorted with dissatisfaction: "We have seen it, but the guardians are chasing closely and temporarily ignored this place. When they pass by again, the place has long been covered by debris, and they will not waste time removing the rubbish."

Qiao Siying sighed, the fact was indeed what he said.They can't protect themselves, so why would they care about ordinary corners?

Yu Yao paused, clenched the staff, and said in a serious tone: "This has passed. The most important thing now is to destroy the altar."

The players looked solemn and looked at the man holding Song Nan unconsciously, not knowing what to do.

……

After the housekeeper went down the stairs and entered the dark basement, Song Nan motioned for him to let him down, then grabbed his hand and stood motionless.

The housekeeper smiled slightly and shook his hand. Just as he was about to take out the candlestick to dispel the darkness, he saw Yuyao's staff emitting a bright white light. The light floated from the top of the staff and hung on the ceiling, illuminating the entire basement.

The housekeeper glanced at the light group on the ceiling, his golden eyes narrowed slightly, and the curve of the corners of his mouth also contained a hint of danger.

As soon as the basement lit up, all the scenes hidden inside were exposed.

I saw the black mist billowing up, condensing into a huge cage, inside which was the guardian that the players were unable to fight against.

The guardian was lying on the bottom of the cage, with his wings and tail disappearing behind him. His thick arms were twisted to the extreme and drooped on the ground. His legs were entangled in the black mist extending from the cage, eating away at the flesh and blood on it bit by bit. The black mist surged, revealing some gloomy white bones.

It roars silently. Once there are signs of struggle, black mist will cover the struggling parts, and a shattering sound will be heard in the next second. However, the guardian is protected by the altar and can speed up the healing process. However, As long as the wound heals, new wounds will soon be torn out by the black mist. If this goes on, life will be worse than death.

The players' scalps were numb, and the butler's eyes were becoming more horrified.

Song Nan had no expression on his face, skipping the cage made of black mist, and walked towards the huge shrine not far away.

The shrine is very clean, without any disturbing banners or words that may cause discomfort.

He noticed the difference between the inside and other shrines, and his eyes lit up.

The place where the stone pillar should have been nailed in the center of the shrine was wrapped in a rich and terrifying dark purple aura. A chain stretched out from it, wrapped around another stone pillar on the left, and slowly pulled it toward the center, as if to connect with it. It blends into one.

"Two stone pillars!" Qiao Siying's pupils shrank, "Why are there two? Can't an altar only have one?"

Song Nan smiled warmly, stretched out his hand, and awkwardly moved the black crystal with rose cufflinks hanging on his head: "Well... when I destroyed the altar in the Elf Kingdom, one of the stone pillars flew away, I guess. I came here, so the guardians here will be stronger than other places..."

The corner of Qiao Siying's mouth twitched, and she had to sigh that the world was so big and full of wonders, even stone pillars could fly...

"Song Nan, that stone pillar belongs to you. You go and pull it out first. When you pull it out, we will pull out another one together." She smiled.

Song Nan's smile remained unchanged and nodded under everyone's nervous gaze: "Okay~"

Seeing this, the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief and silently watched him walk into the shrine, their hearts twitching unconsciously.

They did not dare to enter the altar directly. Previously, a player tried to reach the altar first because of greed for power. However, as soon as he stepped into the altar, a heart-stopping force suddenly invaded. If other players had not rescued him, that person would I'm afraid it has already become nourishment for the altar.

Now seeing how easily Song Nan entered the shrine and touched the stone pillar, their inner provocation instantly turned into panic, and they looked at him as if they were looking at some kind of monster.

Li Ziyu could no longer maintain his composure, and his fingertips trembled slightly: "Isn't he stronger than the Demon King? Could he be a candidate for the Demon King?"

They discovered that destroying the altar will inevitably lead to being stained with darkness, and they will get closer to the Demon King. The more energy they absorb, the greater the attraction of darkness to them. In the end, they may surrender to the Demon King because of their power, or become the Demon King!

Coupled with the second mission of this copy, one has to think of whether the Pope summoned the brave to create the devil and achieve their sacred and indispensable image?

Qiao Siying frowned: "Impossible. If the Demon King is the strongest among the players, then this dungeon cannot have a pass rate. You know, the Demon King will be sealed. The battle place 100 years ago was in the orc country, the Demon King The battle location is chosen based on the last altar destroyed."

"That sealing battle was recorded in the annals of history. You have also seen that there were ten brave men in total. Three died during the destruction, four died in the battle with the Demon King, and the remaining three also successfully sealed the Demon King. Clear the copy.”

"But the history books can also be falsified. Except for the history books, no one remembers the battle that year, and the location of the altar will also change. The only person who may know about the seal battle can only be the Pope!" Yu Yao's pupils narrowed, "The Pope He must know something, we have to go back and ask him.”

Qiao Siying was silent and bit her lower lip: "He won't tell us. The Holy See is a sacred place, and the Pope is the representative of holiness... We are contaminated with the aura of darkness and there are demons around us, so we are not afraid of him beating us up and treating us as such. For the sake of demons, destroyed together?"

"We can only wait for the Demon King to appear. The Pope will definitely take action in order to maintain his image. We will first jointly take down the Pope and ask for the reason before going to fight against the Demon King." She spoke indifferently and chuckled when she saw the player's hesitation.

"Don't forget, we are not real braves. When we leave here, the dungeon will be reopened and everything will be back to how it was when we came back. There is nothing to feel guilty about."