“The bronze coffin is bleeding.”
The moment Lu Ci climbed out of the ruins, something appeared in his mind: a remnant soul claiming to come from antiquity. It laughed and said, “Sacrifice your soul in exchange for a chance at immortality.”
Lu Ci smiled and drove a shard of bone into his palm.
Sacrifice? Not happening.
The remnant soul screamed when it realized its life was now bound to a useless Level 1 nobody.
The blood sacrifice began. The bronze coffin burst apart, and rusted chains shredded the horde of monsters. The silver-eyed boy’s chest exploded open. Dragging his mangled arm, he vanished into the thick smoke.
But this was only the first trial.
Fragments of memory in his mind revealed an even more horrifying truth: his long-missing brother had never betrayed him. The higher-ups of the Inverted Pyramid had turned him into a remote control and strapped him to an operating table. Every time a needle pierced his brother’s veins, Lu Ci’s body would lock up on its own.
Want to save him? First, make it to the seventh level of the Inverted Pyramid.
The rejection reaction from their resonance was burning through his organs, and probes from the Ministry of Internal Affairs were hot on his heels. On top of that, an unpredictable ancient evil spirit lived in his head, constantly trying to take over his body.
Lu Ci wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and pressed on with an injured leg.
“Hand the world over to monsters?”
He smiled.
“I’d rather drag the lofty gods down to earth.”
