"No wonder the name of this game is after Nibelungen.

"The Ring of the Nibelungs."

The corresponding knowledge slowly emerged in his mind, which was described in the final chapter of Norse mythology and Germanic heroic legends:

(Alberisi, the Demon of Fog, used magic gold stolen from the bottom of the Rhine to forge the Nibelung ring.

That is the power to rule the world.

But all those who get the ring will also suffer the disaster caused by the ring.)

"Now that I say that,

The power given by those emblems is more of an overdraft of the future."

He omitted the word "game" and then shared the meaning of the second half of the sentence with the iceberg girl next to him.

At the same time, he also saw what appeared in the appraisal field of vision:

[Identification:

The sigil of Shub-Niggurath,

The goddess of darkness and fertility, the supreme mother goddess, the black goat of the forest who gave birth to thousands of descendants.

One of the sources of pollution in the abyss,

The third ability to impart imprinting is ‘Proliferation of Proliferation’]

【hint:

1. The emblem of the abyss cannot be destroyed by low-latitude entities through normal means.

2. It can only be carried through the ‘container’ of the ‘banquet’ or ‘god game’.】

【So, go find the container.】

[Note: You can become the winner of this god game by mastering the majority of containers]

"Tsk, god?

Or the dirt of the abyss?”

Seeing this line of text, Su Wen just calmly leaned in front of the computer and tapped the desktop:

"so,

Can you transcend time?"

But no matter what, he has determined his necessary action plan for the next step in this game:

"We don't necessarily have to be part of this opening carnage yet."

He slowly said to Jiang Menghan,

"At least,

We need to find clues to the alleged emblems and vessels."

And hearing him say that,

The beautiful iceberg girl who had already put on a pure black coat gently pulled the brim of her hat. She hid her face under the brim of the hat.

Then he answered in an extremely cold voice:

"There is a mixture of abyssal pollution and extraordinary spiritual energy,

These motorcycle gangs are obviously not ordinary thugs. There may be more complex forces behind them.

How about knocking one or two people out for torture and simultaneously expanding the known information."

And hearing her indifferent and direct approach, Su Wen rarely refused.

But he did not choose to execute it immediately. He just smiled meaningfully and said:

"There's no rush,

I have a better way."

As the leading motorcycle thugs began to count down, the tension around them reached a fever pitch.

The two people hiding aside quickly exchanged glances and decided to avoid the immediate conflict and look for opportunities to investigate further.

In an instant,

Accompanied by two unnoticed figures crossing the extremely complicated self-built high wall of the slum.

At this moment, in a broken container in the slum, countless debris is piled up in this shelter that cannot even be called a 'home'.

A shivering woman in shabby clothes was hiding in a dark corner somewhere.

And right next to her, there was a thin little girl.

She was also very scared, so she just sobbed and held her mother's hand:

"Mother,

Today, we will not be chosen today."

"It's fine."

Her mother whispered comforting words in fear.

But the next second,

The door of the narrow container they were in was kicked open instantly.

At the same time as the sound of the rainstorm poured in, a hunched old man walked in with a lantern in his hand, and behind him, there were even two strong men with slightly muscular bodies and dark builds.

When the old man saw them huddled in the corner of the container, he coughed a few times:

‘Cough, cough, cough’

But he paid no attention to their fears,

Just like a normal greeting, he said an extremely terrifying sentence:

"Heilang's debt collectors have arrived.

It’s your family’s turn to pay the [rent] for this gathering place, right?

That kid, stop hiding!

I think she looks pretty good."

Hearing what the old man said, the trembling woman still blocked her daughter behind her and said tremblingly:

"Elder,

The child's father is dead, and our family doesn't even have money to bury him.

can it,

Can you please stop looking for us?"

"no."

The old man instantly changed his expression to an extremely cold and even ferocious one:

"Since the child's father is dead, it's better for you and her to stay with him.

Hahaha,

Kanu, do it!”

In an instant,

The two men behind him, in their thirties and with obvious Southeast Asian features, squeezed towards the container.

even,

As they shuttled back and forth, they paid no attention to the family's only remaining 'property': a few faded pots and pans that had probably been used for more than ten years.

They were all smashed to the ground and turned into pieces.

And seeing this scene,

The little girl couldn't help but burst into tears:

"Mother,

I don’t want to die!”

"Don't be afraid, mom will protect you,

Mom will definitely do it."

The frail woman held her in one hand and comforted her softly.

And the moment a man came over, she stabbed a knife out from the shadows with her other hand.

The not-so-sharp blade scratched the man closest to them, leaving a deep blood mark.

But that's all.
To be continued...