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An underground game without any protection, a group of players chasing power, wealth and life! Qin Ran, who was dying, chose to enter it - for a chance to survive!

We who do not belong to the light, we who do not belong to the darkness, walk on the edge. There is no glory of praise, no singing of hymns, only inner pride. --"The Witcher Code. Preface"

'Rookie' Mo Shili was kidnapped by a 'senior' and entered a nightmare-like dungeon world. Surrounded by powerful enemies like jackals, with 'seniors' watching eagerly, Mo Shili carefully looked for opportunities. When he seized that opportunity, he knew... His chance to make a comeback was here! That year, Mo Shili walked into Daxing City with his head lowered and shoulders shrugged! That year, a person turned around, a hand crooked, a knife shook, and the world was in turmoil!

The darkness before his eyes was as shuddering as an abyss. The burning heat of the blood is like the lava on the banks of the sulfur river in hell, which chooses and devours people. The intertwining of death and rebirth made Dean vow to kick all his enemies into the abyss and throw them into hell - let the darkness of the abyss drown them and make them tremble, let the explosion in the sulfur river of hell swallow them up and break them to pieces! I brought boundless fear, death, and disaster! My crown is made of corpses and blood! --Dean Ken

The protracted "Witch Hunt" disappeared with the end of the Seven Years' War. The mystery of the east coast began to disappear, but gunpowder began to rise rapidly. Mo Qishang, who should have been at a loss, stood at the crossroads of fate in the name of Arthur. He looked at the charging cavalry in shock. He clearly and strangely felt the sharpness of the sword and the recoil of the firecrackers, the wizards on the tower, and the weirdness in the wilderness. Finally, he shook his robe excitedly and said with a smile - don't believe what I say, because I believe it exists!

When death came, Ding Xie got a glimpse of the truth-- Some people are using tricks to hide in the crowd and devour flesh and blood. There are people who are monsters, roam the streets, and slaughter families. There are people who are gods, who live in temples and kill thousands of people He patted the coffin lid lightly, twisted the incense of bliss in his hands, and paid homage to thousands of people. Here, he uses the secret skills of fast guns and runs rampant Here, he cuts paper and makes flying immortals, and his shadow puppets transform into gods. Here, he used his waist drum to build the prison formation, and used the stove fire to save all the people. And everything starts from that 'legacy'.

Death is like the wind, and disaster follows! When I wear the crown... I will never bow my head! ------ Goethe, who traveled through time, was faced with the death of his grandfather from illness in just one month, the disappearance of his parents, uncles, aunts, and cousins, and his huge debt. The next step was his terrible situation... He couldn't help but have a sinister smile on his lips, ready to overthrow everything.