Chapter 123: Eternal Slumber—The Legacy of the Calamity Elekks

“Go ahead and enter that tall tower first; I’ll take care of the undead outside,” Bai Nianxuan said softly to Bai Haochen.

“All right!” Bai Haochen opened his golden shield and walked toward the tower, pushing open the door to step inside.

Bai Nianxuan’s eyes flashed with killing intent as he faced the frenzied undead attacking him.

Then, a dazzling golden light bathed the area.

Priest Skill — Purifying Light

A young man dressed in white pushed open the door and entered. He was about six feet tall, rugged-looking, with a stubbled face, clearly neglecting his grooming for some time.

Thanks to the secret weapon of the game engine, the new start-up electronics company could better control the quality of their game development. If they wanted to ramp up production, they could quickly release a slew of above-average games. Of course, due to limited creativity, some degree of homogenization was inevitable.

Liu Ming had all the accessories ready; only the S3 graphics card needed to be sourced from outside, which would take just a few minutes.

The Sea Serpent tribe possessed divine attributes and, as a people of the sea, naturally resisted fire elements. Thus, the flames on those spears could not ignite.

Most illusionists specialized in a single element. Illusionists like Su Zheng, who mastered two elements, were already considered geniuses.

The Seven Nights Demon Lord infused his true energy, and suddenly a scene appeared—Ye Zixuan killing Yu Jian.

Many martial artists harbored resentment toward Master Bai; his arrogance promised no good fate.

It made sense—Xiao Jingyuan, a pampered young noble who was served everything on a silver platter at home and traveled in carriages with horses, had never known hardship.

Media flashes erupted continuously at the scene. This device was the highlight of the press conference. Strangely, such an important piece was being presented by a hefty man rather than Zack.

Unfortunately, from the keyword allocation in this round, the entire game descended into chaos.

He had many nicknames—some called him Dead Servant, others Shadow Demon—generally sinister images. Except for a few present, almost no one had seen his true face.

At this moment, the group broke free from the monster’s encirclement, but their conditions were poor, especially Xuanyuan, whose face was pale, on the verge of spiritual exhaustion. Xiner felt deep sympathy.

The hotel staff pointed in a direction—that was where the Frost Dragon, Ye Keqing, and Gu Rou had fled.

“So you mean this guy has more seniority than all of you?” After hearing Bifang Bird’s words, Wang Sanniu felt his mind falter. That era was simply too distant for him.

Without Bifang Bird saying more, Wang Sanniu naturally wouldn’t waste this attribute. The law attribute was rare; even among the Three Pure Realms, few possessed it. With his temperament, Wang Sanniu would cherish and utilize it well, never letting it go to waste.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yaoyang furrowed his brows tightly. He was certain he had never heard of such a powerful faction on the continent. Meanwhile, Qianfu felt a strange familiarity, as if he had heard of that place before somewhere.

The strong never shirk from problems that come their way. To Cao Ge, Lu Feng was currently a troublemaker, always accompanying Li Jinger. He disliked it and felt uneasy.

The only place not attacked by evil spirits that night was Tech City, as it was relatively independent. Moreover, the spirits had attacked Tech City multiple times without success.

In truth, such lies were easily exposed with a bit of calm reflection. Wang Lun was merely a criminal scholar, yet he managed to rally the mountain forests. Choosing Liangshan Marsh as his base alone showed his keen insight.