Chapter 238 The Traveler from the Main World
Chapter 238 The Traveler from the Main World
Chapter 238 The Traveler from the Main World
"You should be thankful that I don't have the time to waste with you here, otherwise it wouldn't be that easy!" Jiang Siming said threateningly, even though he had temporarily subdued the other party.
But Jiang Siming was not sure if the other party had any tricks to save his life. The most important thing now was to return to the Douluo World as soon as possible.
There is no distinction between day and night in the world of the dead. Jiang Siming doesn’t know how long he has been in this world, and he always feels a little uneasy.
"It's too late! The passage has been closed!"
With a "bang", the young man's bloody head was stomped into the ground.
"What did you say?" Jiang Siming's tone turned completely cold. If the passage was really closed, it would mean that he might have to stay here forever.
The next second, Jiang Siming's sister-in-law quickly recalled the Chaos Bell, picked up the still sleeping Xue Di, performed space displacement, and returned to the location of the vortex when she first came in.
However, there was nothing in the gray sky, as if the strange vortex had never existed.
"Ding, plot mission failed!"
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"What is the origin of this guy? I can't even get rid of this weird power!" The young man, who was only half of his body, was lying on the ground, saying bitterly. He had completely lost the arrogance and perversion he had at the beginning.
Just as the young man tried to stand up with his remaining hands, a familiar big foot pushed him to the ground again.
"I'll do it!" Jiang Siming kept kicking the young man's head crazily, showing no mercy at all. Jiang Siming's murderous intent was almost filling his heart, and this move was just to vent his inner anger.
"Stop. For a moment!"
"Stop it!" Jiang Siming didn't care about his begging for mercy and kept stomping on him madly. However, as his anger was vented, his murderous intent slowly subsided.
In the current situation, Jiang Siming is likely to be trapped in the world of the dead. Jiang Siming does not understand this strange world, so he needs a guide. At present, it seems that this strange young man cannot die.
"Ding, release the remedial mission! Prevent Ma Xiaotao from being abducted by Jing Hongchen!"
Finally Jiang Siming stopped moving, but the young man's head had sunk deeply into the ground. The only part of his upper body that was left was lying on the ground in an extremely strange posture.
"Remedial mission?" Jiang Siming muttered to himself in a somewhat strange tone. Jiang Siming had failed in previous missions, but he had never mentioned any remedial missions. This plot mission seemed a little special.
"What exactly does the system want to do?"
Now the relationship between Jiang Siming and the system is a bit weird. Jiang Siming is very wary of the system, and the system is too lazy to even respond to it as it did in the past.
But now Jiang Siming needs to complete the story mission, get the chance to become a god from the system, and get the last 1/4 of the unknown reward.
In other words, the system and Jiang Siming are in a clever balance of power. The system relies on Jiang Siming to complete tasks, thereby achieving certain goals, or gaining energy.
Before, Jiang Siming always believed that the way the system obtained energy was likely to disrupt the plot!
But now Jiang Siming began to think differently. The system seemed to be different from before. He didn't want to miss any plot! That's why he issued a remedial task, fearing that he would ignore Ma Xiaotao.
"System, oh system, are you my luck or a trap?" Jiang Siming looked at the gray sky, squinted his eyes slightly and muttered to himself.
"Let's think about how to get out first!"
It would be a big joke if we were really trapped here forever.
Jiang Siming looked at Xue Di who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, and said helplessly, "We are both trapped here, and you still have the mood to sleep! We are even this time! You helped me before, and now I save you!"
Although he complained about the failure of the plot mission, if he was given another chance, Jiang Siming would still choose to save Xue Di. Not only because of the little fox, but also to repay a favor. Jiang Siming never liked to owe others.
Jiang Siming kicked the motionless young man and said impatiently, "If you keep pretending to be dead, I will continue to step on you!"
"Don't! Big brother, please spare me! I was just pretending!"
After hearing Jiang Siming's words, he took a long time to pull out the half-broken head.
Jiang Siming looked at the guy in front of him who was completely different from before, and couldn't help but wonder if this guy was schizophrenic like Xue Di.
"Tell me, how to leave here?" Jiang Siming went straight to the point.
The young man used his remaining hands to prop up his upper body with great difficulty, and said bitterly, "Hero! I'm wrong, hero, I've just been here too long! After so much effort, two more people were sent in, and I'm just too bored!"
"What the hell am I asking you? I'm asking how I should get out?" Jiang Siming was a little angry. This guy had a perverted expression just now, why did he become a coward now?
Seeing that Jiang Siming was about to explode, the young man quickly fell to the ground, and said with a trembling voice, "Hero, I really don't know about this! I was also sacrificed by blood, and I am not the master of this place!"
"You were also brought in by the blood sacrifice? Are you a soul master?" Jiang Siming frowned and said with some disbelief.
"Uncle, I am not the soul master you are talking about! But I have seen Douluo Continent! Looking at you... you should be a time traveler, right?" The young man paused and asked tentatively.
Hearing the word "traveller", Jiang Siming couldn't help but look at the young man in front of him in shock.
Seeing Jiang Siming's surprised expression, the young man's unrecognizable face revealed a strange smile, as if he was very satisfied with Jiang Siming's expression.
It took until the next second for Jiang Siming to come to his senses, and the strange smile suddenly disappeared.
Jiang Siming calmed down and looked at the young man who only had the upper body left and looked unrecognizable. A hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes again.
Jiang Siming had observed every move of the young man clearly. Although Jiang Siming did not deliberately look at the young man's unrecognizable face, he was able to detect the young man's strange smile with his tenfold perception.
"Are you a time traveler too?"
"Sir, I'm not a time traveler. I just met a strange organization in the main world, and they offered my blood to the gods." The young man said pitifully, "When I first arrived in this world, I was in such a miserable state! But the strange thing is that the undead creatures here seem to be very afraid of me! They never attack me!
Later I found that I couldn't die, even if I committed suicide! Of course, you are an exception!"
Jiang Siming sneered at the young man's deliberate flattery, but he was also very curious about the other party's immortal ability.
Unlike ordinary undead creatures, the young man did not have spiritual fire, but still had the characteristics of undead creatures. If it weren't for the Immortal Killing Sword, Jiang Siming would probably be the one with only half of his body left.
"Keep talking!"
"Later, I walked aimlessly. In this ghost place, I couldn't feel the passage of time at all. I didn't know when a strange power suddenly appeared in my body. In the end, it accumulated more and more, increasing every moment! But in this desolate world, what's the use of so much power?" There was some sadness in the young man's words.
"In that case, if I kill you, will that help you get rid of it? You can't help me anyway!" Jiang Siming had placed the Immortal-Slaying Sword against the young man's neck without him noticing.
"Wait! Maybe there is a way."
"Then tell me!" Jiang Siming sneered in his heart. Playing the victim might win some sympathy and trust from other people, but in the eyes of Jiang Siming, who had ten times the perception, the young man's acting skills were full of holes.
(End of this chapter)
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