Looking around, there was only darkness.

Fang Zheng felt that his soul was like a rootless duckweed floating in the air of nothingness. The darkness around him was like some kind of real monster, trying to swallow him up completely. But the next moment, Fang Zheng felt as if he had been tied to a stone and thrown into the water, and quickly went down.

And then

"Poof --!"

Fang Zheng suddenly opened his eyes and breathed the fresh air. He felt like an old man. Even every breath made him feel tired. Fang Zheng raised his head, and his brain began to wake up. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on his chest. He could feel the pain.

"Hiss..."

The pain from his chest made Fang Zheng take a breath. He lowered his head and looked at his chest. He saw that there, it was dark, and even the wound deep into it. Although the scar has been formed, even so, every time founder moves his body, he can feel the severe pain from there

Wait, no clothes?

Fang Zheng raised his head in surprise and found that he didn't have any clothes on his body, which was not normal at all. Because Fangzheng's clothes are transformed from the dragon scale, and even if Fangzheng loses consciousness, his dragon scale clothes will not disappear!

"Wu --!"

Fang Zheng instinctively wants to summon the dragon scale again, but just when he plans to do so, Fang Zheng suddenly feels a burst of intense pain from his body. It's like a person wakes up the next day after a day's heavy work, feeling that his muscles are aching and unable to exert force, but it's ten times more painful than that symptom.

What's going on?

Fang Zheng raised his hand and tried to cast his magic, but he also failed. Every time he was ready to mobilize his strength, his body would send that extraordinary, almost unbearable pain. It's not just magic, it's the power of time. Now Fangzheng seems to have completely lost the powerful power he once had, and only this body is left.

"What the hell is this..."

While muttering to himself, founder quickly opened the dimensional code system, but what he didn't expect was that the dimensional code in front of him was completely different from before. Everything seemed to be sealed, and there was no reaction at all. Those parts that should have been colored are all black and white. When founder clicks the button, it only gets the prompt of [system offline].

Not only that, there was no way to open his personal belongings, which made Fang Zheng extremely depressed, because it indicated that all his abilities could hardly be used. Founder tried to open the communication terminal, but it was also disconnected.

"Damn it Who the hell is that asshole? What did he stab me with? "

Now I think of it, Fang Zheng was still afraid. Fortunately, he was afraid of death enough. When the other side put the imprisonment technique on him, Fang Zheng tied a soul stone to himself just in case. Now it seems that it was the right choice to choose this warlock skill at the beginning, otherwise founder would have really gameover.

But no wonder, who could have thought that the other side had such a powerful force, and could attack founder in the process of crossing the main world. And founder also because too much trust in the power of the system, the result in the last relax vigilance, almost on the ditch capsized.

But for the moment, it's good that it's not too bad. At least it has a chance to come.

But then again Where is this?

Fang Zheng raised his head and looked around. He was in a place that looked like an operating room or a ward, but there were no electrical appliances and it looked very old. It feels like founder came from the middle ages. Fang Zheng himself was lying on a bed that looked like it was used to transport patients and bodies Well, this feeling is not very good for founder.

Is there nothing to wear here?

Fang Zheng stood up from the bed and looked around. There was no sound. Only the light of a faint candle. In addition to the medicine cabinet, there were blood stained surgical equipment and scattered books. But on the other bed next to him, Fang Zheng saw a set of shabby clothes. From the appearance, it was more like someone had changed But forget it, some of them are good.

"It's better to wear it than to be naked..."

As he murmured, Fang Zheng changed into the suit. The suit itself looked very old and simple. Apart from a white shirt and trousers, the rest were shawls and top hats. On the side, there was a firegun and a walking stick. Fang Zheng curiously picked up the cane to play for a while, and soon found that the cane was more interesting than he thought.

"This is Weapons? "With the help of the weak fire light, Fang Zheng can see the lower part of the whole walking stick. It looks like several sharp blades are connected and combined, like a serrated sword. Not only that, in its handle part, there is a small mechanism. Fang Zheng reaches out his hand and presses it gently. He only hears a sound of "Hua La". At the next moment, the "walking stick" in Fang Zheng's hand spreads out and becomes a chain sword.

"Hey, this weapon is so interesting!"

Looking at the walking stick turned into a chain sword in his hand, founder immediately became interested. It's the first time that he saw this kind of weapon that can switch between the two forms at will, and it also takes into account long-range and close combat. Founder has not used a similar kind of weapon in the past, but now it seems that this kind of weapon has its own characteristics.

As for the musket Fang Zheng thought for a while, but he just picked it up and hung it on his waist. Now he doesn't know what kind of world it is. To tell you the truth, without system support, founder does not know how long it will take to stay in this world to leave. Although he very much hoped that this was an ordinary and kind world, it was a pity that from the bloodstain on the floor and the strange and silent scenes around, it might be a world full of danger.

To be on the safe side, it's better to have weapons.

After he finished wearing, Fang Zheng also turned around. He first followed the stairs to the second floor to see if there was anyone here. But what depressed Fang Zheng was that the door on the second floor was locked. He knocked on the door and no one answered. In desperation, Fang Zheng had to turn around and walk out along the other side.

"Click Click... "

But just as Fang Zheng left the room to look for the exit, he keenly heard a weak voice not far ahead. It sounded like chewing something, and even a low roar like a beast could be heard in it.

I went there. It won't be a real trouble.

Thinking of this, founder also raised his vigilance and walked out slowly. When Fang Zheng walked out of the room and came to the hall on the first floor, he finally found the place where the sound came from.

Just in front of the door of the hall, a beast as big as a man was lying on the ground, as if biting and swallowing something. Around its body, there was muddy blood, and the smell of blood came to its nostrils, making people nauseous.

Sure enough, I guess it's not a serious world.

Fang Zheng sighed helplessly, then he clenched his cane and stared at the monster in front of him. There is only one exit, and the monster is stuck in the exit. If it is normal, such a monster Fang Zheng will not be noticed at all. But now he has lost almost all his strength except the original strength of his body, and he is still injured. In this case, Fang Zheng is not willing to take risks.

It seems that we have to use that move.

Think of here, square complexion is dignified, hold cane to walk toward the monster lightly. It seems that the monster is just addicted to eating, so it doesn't find the figure behind him at all. And looking at the monster is close in front of us, founder does not hesitate to raise his cane and poke at the monster's high pouted buttocks!

"Ouo, Ouo -- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I saw the monster made a soul shaking scream, it straightened up, legs trembling, two eyes staring big, for a time like being Petrochemical magic. Fang Zheng naturally would not miss this opportunity, only to see his hand up and down, a sword through the monster's heart, completely turned it into a corpse.

"Hoo..."

Fang Zheng was relieved when he saw the monster fall down again. Although most of my strength has disappeared, fortunately, the combat skills I learned in the dark soul world are not unfamiliar

But When Fang looked like the real face of the monster, he could not make complaints about it.

"I went. Is this a werewolf game?"

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