The ritual death, which was "calculated" by Simire himself, is not as simple as walking through a mirror.

Some people will see their lives in this short moment, some people will experience a certain fragment of their memory over and over again, some people will see a beam of light, some people will see their deceased relatives, and some people will only see a piece of darkness.

The person who walked through this mirror actually experienced an experiment of near-death experience.

If death is designed as a game, those who pass the level can receive a reward, can the players of this game use their laughter and joy to mock God and fool God?

Of course, when Simeer and Albert designed this link, they would not really let the player die. They just simulate a moment of dying and record the player's consciousness activities at this moment, and make more extensive and universal data for the "mind upload" technology, and find more feasible solutions based on these massive data.

Even if it is just a moment of near-death experience, it will have some impact on the player's psychological state. Therefore, the ritual death of ordinary players will only have a real degree ranging from ten to sixty percent, which is just a clear dream or an extremely vague illusion. The near-death experience that people from the Christmas Clown Mercenary Group just experienced is approximately 95 percent true.

This is because these people's psychological qualities are obviously too excellent, so they don't have to worry about side effects at all, and it's not because of their experiences along the way.

While adjusting the authenticity of Qi Youfeng for his experience, Simier explained silently in his heart.

After passing through this mirror, the Christmas clown mercenary group saw the reward placed in front of them.

Nick glanced over and gave it to Craft. He asked Craft to study these weapons, equipment and materials first, and left the useful ones and dismantle them. Moreover, only Craft carried several super-capacity storage crystals with him.

Sarah was quick-eyed and quickly picked up the pair of silver women's gloves that obviously belonged to her from Craft's arms, and put them on her hands to look carefully.

The others also calmed down and buried their experiences in their hearts. Everyone saw something and had some thoughts at that moment, and at this time they tacitly avoided the discussion on this topic.

The twins looked even more serious. Hyde and Jekyll were having a fierce debate in a low voice. Their expressions were torn to pieces, and the words and sentences popped up intermittently and unknown.

Nick looked back at the mirror with regret, "What a pity, I'm afraid I need to die next time."

The twins immediately shut up, stared at him and didn't say anything, Nick shrugged, "This is not true, and the second time is definitely not as exciting and interesting as the first time. Alas, I guess I'll be happy this time in my life."

"According to common sense, you can enjoy it at least once again." Dion smiled faintly and walked straight to another copper door not far away.

The scene on this side is just a mirror on the other side, so there will naturally be a door, which should be the exit.

"That can't be savored, it's not a pleasure, you idiot." Nick curled his lips contemptuously, took a big stance, and touched the copper door faster than Dion-

"fk!" Nick suddenly retracted his hand, looked down and saw that his palms were red, and blisters had already appeared on the tips of his fingers.

Dion also saw Nick's burned hand, raised his arm to block him, reached out his hand and slowly approached the copper door, feeling its heat "I hope it does not lead to a certain volcano."

"When we came, we didn't see the hot spring." Nick shook his hand and looked up and down, left and right, "How can this thing be opened? Smash it open?"

"About waiting for that Simire to open the door?" The twins approached, waved their staff, and the scalds on Nick's hand disappeared.

"Pull something to see." Nick turned his head and saw the gloves worn by Sarah. "I guess Simire won't be able to get through for a while."

Sarah ignored Nick, and Craft took out a dagger that had just been put away from his arms. Seeing that the material was a bit similar to Simire's bone staff, he pulled it out and scratched it in the center of the door.

The copper door slowly opened, maybe it was because Craft found the right key to open the door, or maybe it was Nick's words "Sesame opens the door and you xx" that worked.

"What is that?" York, who squeezed out of the door, pointed to somewhere above his head and asked in surprise. He seemed to have seen a big snake just now.

"What?"

The others standing outside the door looked up and saw a few lines of light falling dozens of meters away, and suddenly turned into a white waterfall, flowing down, connecting with the black jade-like water surface, forming a strange translucent smoke gray at the bottom of the water.

Everyone was delighted. Simire at least did not lie about this matter, and a hole did appear in the barrier of the Four Seasons Valley above his head.

"There is only one problem left now, how can we get up?" Nick looked at the environment here and put the question mark on Sarah.

Sarah rubbed her hands and was very satisfied with the touch of the gloves. She stretched out her right hand, with a palm downward, and a wave of water spread to everyone's feet.

"Support the stability."

As soon as Sarah finished speaking, her hands pressed down, and the solid land became smooth and cold. Everyone almost fell down, grabbed each other and stabilized their bodies, watching the water surface that was getting farther and farther under them, speechless.

With a casual pressure, Sara actually pulled out an icicle from the underground waterway and held them close to the hole that leaked light.

"Tsk tsk, I will introduce you as Miss Sarah, a saint of ice in the future," Nick touched his chin, "We should not be under the jurisdiction of the Holy Church now, so we should not be called Saint Master, right?"

"It's a pity that this thing still needs to be recharged, which consumes too much mana. However, it can convert any substance to condense ice out of thin air, which is also a good thing." Sarah nodded with satisfaction.

The water-based saint masters are still relatively dependent on the environment. Even if they can extract water molecules from the air to use, extremely dry environments like deserts will still have an impact on them.

"It's good, we may be able to use it soon." Nick looked up at the hole, feeling a little uneasy.

It's a little quieter, and most importantly, it's too hot.

The closer they got to the hole, the more hot the air waves came, as if they were approaching a red iron plate, the icicles under their feet began to melt and soften, and the water vapor gradually evaporated.

Sara also noticed the change in temperature around her, slowing down the rise of the icicles and focusing on solidifying its hardness.

Everyone was quietly looking up, looking at the hole, looking at the white sky light in the hole, looking at the black stones on the edge of the sky light, and making various guesses about the situation in the Four Seas Valley.

The entrance of the cave was so close that the carbonized stones fell down. Nick stood up suddenly and disappeared among the crowd.

Every year of the fallen sees the light to catch up with him.

The continuous sword light and dazzling sword light caught up with her, passed her, and hit the black dragon head.

The black dragon roared angrily, and a rumbling roar rushed out of its throat. Every year I saw a piece of carbohydrate that had not been completely bitten. It was steaming red and stuck between two huge dragon teeth.

Closed his eyes every year.

Thank you for Xuanxuzi's sword rain and Meng Sheng's sword light. She is about to fall directly into the dragon's throat.

I hope this black dragon has good digestibility and just don’t have magma and charcoal in its stomach.

I felt the wind every year with my eyes closed. This is normal. After all, she is falling down, and the sound of the wind has been whistling in her ears.

But the gust of wind did not continue to wipe her scalp, but gently put her in her arms, and a gentle touch came from the top of her head. Every year, I opened my eyes and saw the familiar gray cloth, and the gray eyes that seemed to be burning like this person.

He rubbed his grievance every year, wiping the tears that had survived the disaster on his shoulders.

Nick pressed every Nian into his arms, viciously comparing a middle finger to the skill designer from an angle she couldn't see.

What is this ultimate move to break the level 70! Teleport can only be used by yourself, and cannot bring people!

Nick flipped his body in the air and put himself under Niannian's body. He held the back of her head with one hand and firmly fixed her waist with the other. He pretended to be relaxed and said in her ear, "Which bastard tied you up like this? I'll cut him into pieces later!"

"elhaz" (Luen's text)

Two wide purple-shirt leaves suddenly emerged from the ground, shining and transparent, like two green crystals, or like a pair of open palms, holding the two people falling upwards, rolling up gently, and disappeared on the ground in an instant. The black dragon also bit a large piece of ice that suddenly appeared in his mouth, grabbed the charred earth irritably and uneasy, and threw the dragon's tail and smashed the gravels flying.

Taihui Immortal Lord, who was holding Fairy Fu Feng's arm, let go of his hand and looked at the earth suspiciously, especially the place where the black dragon had just crawled out. If she hadn't been a little weak, there would have been a more urgent crisis in front of her, she would have rushed down to see what was going on.

Thinking of the existence of the demon lock and thunder talisman on the little fairy, Taihui Immortal Lord calmed down the impulse and looked at Fairy Fu Feng and Immortal Kongshan with a firm look.

"Now is not the time to think about other things. We must cut the black dragon off before it escapes here. Otherwise, judging by its appearance of swallowing fire and eating charcoal, it may be a disaster for the creatures to release it."

Fairy Fu Feng did not say anything and threw a bottle of the best pill to quickly recover the vitality of the immortal king. The immortal Kongshan sighed and attacked the black dragon with Xuanxuzi and Meng Sheng, attracting the dragon roar.

The black dragon chewed on the charcoal lava faster and faster, his body became thicker and thicker, his scales were shiny and transparent, and the pearls under his jaw shone brightly, and he became more and more lazy to avoid their attacks. Even the roars were a little more coping, like teasing the annoying fly and mouse.

Taihui Immortal Lord looked at the gradually cooling land, stepped out of the starry formation again under Xuanxuzi's panicked gaze, and nodded to him under the hesitation of his soul-depressed desire to stop but could not stop it.

"Xiao Xuanxuan, wait and see you awesome." Taihui Immortal Lord did not use cinnabar drawing talisman again this time, but used blood that overflowed from her mouth. "I heard that if you forcefully slaughter twice in a short period of time, the caster will be transformed into a statue by the expanded divine power."

After finishing drawing the eighteenth talisman, Taihui Immortal King spit out a mouthful of blood and smiled at Xuanxuzi, "I'll give this statue to you, remember to keep it well."

In the underground waterway, the people from the Christmas clown mercenary group had quickly retreated to the bronze door they had just walked out.

Dion put down his staff and took New Year's Day from Nick's arms, frowned at the ropes on her body.

Every year, it must have been tied up for a long time, and her hands and feet were a little purple. Deep marks crawled across her exposed limbs, and a slightly loose lasso wrapped around her neck. As she breathed, she grinded a circle of blood-seeking tender flesh on her skin.

Dion took a deep breath, exhaled a long time, snatched the dagger that had been used to open the door from Craft. John's sword had been unsheathed, and Sarah also held an ice blade, and his fingers trembled to cut the ropes.

It was useless, long swords, daggers, hacksaws, ice blades, wind blades, teeth, all of them were useless, but instead made the rope tighter and tighter, and the painful expression on every year's face made everyone dare not try again.

"Even if you open this rope, I'm afraid it won't work," Niannian looked at everyone's frustrated expression and said carefully, his voice was a little dumb by the rope. "That Xuanxuzi said, he planted a thunder talisman in my body."

"Thunder Talisman?" Nick squeezed these two words out from his teeth.

"It might be something like a time bomb?" Niannian couldn't get it.

“n        of        bitch!        fuk!”

Nick kept cursing, and Sarah seemed to want to correct him, her lips moved slightly, and she seemed to want to participate more.

"From the scene we just saw, it is unlikely that those people will take the initiative to untie the ropes and bombs every year, and it is probably too late." Dion lowered his head and thought.

Moreover, the big black lizard-like thing doesn't seem easy to mess with. If they rush up like this, they will be afraid that they will lose both ends and be attacked from both sides.

Nian Nian tried to move her fingers, and there were two swollen pieces of meat falling under her wrist. The fine and dense stinging pain slowly crawled along her blood vessels toward her elbows. Every time she crawled up one inch, the two pieces of meat would rise one minute.

And her knees were as cold and hard as two stones, full of ignorance that made her inexplicably familiar and inexplicably fearful.

She sighed and looked at Nick, wanting to speak but stopping.

"Don't even think about it!" Nick shouted, and suddenly the volume was raised in shock to everyone.

"It probably took a few minutes." Niannian sighed.

As her consciousness gradually lost, the drowning heartbeat began to echo in her ears, reminding her that there was not much time left.

I guess this is also the game designer who set a countdown to relieve her movements in order to avoid some vicious behaviors such as her restricted movement.

Niannian looked at the closed copper door and did not ask where Qi Youfeng was. She was very glad that Qi Youfeng was not here at this time.

"York!"

Nick turned around, roared and grabbed York's collar, gritted his teeth and said in a nearly whispery voice.

"kill."

All the Christmas clown mercenaries, including Nick, chose a sharp weapon at this time and pointed it at their hearts.

"See you all, please see you in Urshe."

Nian said young, and praying in his heart.
Chapter completed!