My Iyashikei Game

Chapter 737: Making Waves

Chapter 737: Making Waves

Over ten thousand players were present, and more than a million netizens were watching. Huang Yin’s leap caught everyone’s heart. No matter the result, Huang Yin’s name would go down in history. He jumped into the abyss without hesitation!

“The fuck! He jumped just like that?!”

“That’s a hole with more than ten thousand dead bodies!”

“Will he fall to his death?”

All the bosses widened their eyes too. To explore the path, they had done a lot of preparation. They knew how strange and scary the path was. They all moved forward and took out their cameras. They wanted to record this legendary moment, but the curtain was only rising.

Super high attributes, unknown hidden professions, and top equipment had made Huang Yin very strong. He landed safely on the 50 meters deep platform. There was still some light here. They were left behind by the previous players. This level was still safe. But beyond that, it was the true abyss. Everyone wanted to see what weapons Huang Yin would use, but Huang Yin only raised his arm.

“Nightmare!” The skin under the coat leaked with blood. The dream in the path dispersed according to Huang Yin’s will, and the nightmare became his step!

Huang Yin, who had been killed more than hundreds of times by Butterfly, obtained the grade A talent, Nightmare. He was born in a nightmare. How would he descend? Step by step.

60 meters, 70 meters, 80 meters…

The players outside the tunnel were dumbfounded. They knew Huang Yin was amazing, but no one could expect he’d only use 3 minutes to reach the human’s current limit. Absolute Truth’s founder’s eyes filled with shock. Merchant Union’s boss looked embarrassed. “This makes me look so stupid.” The players all looked at Huang Yin with different expressions.

90 meters, 95 meters, 99 meters!

The limit in the players’ eyes was only the beginning for Huang Yin. The ghosts on the wall howled and the shadows in the dark twisted in pain. Huang Yin ignored them. He had his mission. He took out an oil lamp from his coat. This oil lamp was different from the one used by Absolute Truth. His oil lamp burned with cryptic world’s body wax, and the flame was a ghost flame.

“What item is that?”

“I can’t tell. Huang Yin’s coat is special equipment that can prevent any kind of probing. Just how many valuable items does this man have?”

The players outside the path had no idea that Huang Yin only took out the oil lamp so that they could see him. Huang Yin became the first player to reach beyond the 100 meters point. He could sense the fractured dream around him.

The person who opened the tunnel was Dream, and Huang Yin’s power was related to Dream. Even without Han Fei’s help, Huang Yin could enter the tunnel. After the 100th meter mark, the ghosts and monsters appeared more often. Huang Yin, with his oil lamp, was like a traveler in hell. He avoided all the dangers and reached 150 meters underground. More curses were carved on the wall, but Huang Yin felt very familiar. “I’m reaching the cryptic world.”

Back then, Han Fei dragged Huang Yin into the cryptic world to lower his Happiness Point. He had experienced the ‘best’ cryptic world had to offer for one night. He would never forget it.

“Help… There are still many people in the underground maze…” A wispy voice came from the crack in the wall. Huang Yin saw a living player bound in a cocoon.

“My name is Worm. I’m from Absolute Truth… We entered the maze and ran into ghosts!”

The players used their last strength to plead for help. Huang Yin looked down the path. More players were encased in walls. They were covered in curses and bound with life threads. A monster’s saliva dripped all over them. “Rest. I’ll lead you out.” Huang Yin took out a butcher’s knife from his coat. The knife was old and broken. It had the name the Way of the Evil Ghost on it. The butcher’s knife cut through the life threads, and the ghost fire burned away the cruses.

Huang Yin tossed out the precious healing items and moved forward without looking back. He reached the underground 200 meters. This place was no different from the cryptic world. The nightmare was palpable, and it radiated despair.

“Don’t go any further.” A weak voice traveled into Huang Yin’s ear. There was a unisexual man trapped inside a hanging coffin. He was heavily injured, and his neck was almost snapped.

“Are you a player who is lost in the maze?”

“Me? Of course…” The man’s neck snapped and then he looked at Huang Yin from a strange angle, “Not!” The ghost screamed, and it radiated misfortune. Huang Yin reacted quickly too. He avoided the attack and aimed at the ghost’s stomach. The players outside watched Huang Yin closely. He was the first to attack the ghosts. The stomach was cut open. Huang Yin was the first player to really harm the ghost. “So they are not invincible.”

“What is that rusted knife?”

“No! Look at that ghost’s stomach!”

Some of the players noticed the problem. After the thin ghost’s stomach was sliced open, a rotund ghost crawled out and pounced on Huang Yin.

“Do you want to die?” The ghost’s ambush didn’t get Huang Yin. Huang Yin responded with a fatal blow. Nightmare collected on the broken blade. The old butcher’s knife suddenly glowed sharply. The blade easily cut through the ghost’s neck and pinned it to the coffin. As the coffin fell, the real terror was triggered. Endless ghosts crawled out of the darkness. Even the netizens broke out in cold sweat for Huang Yin. Huang Yin had the top account. If he died, everything would be gone. Facing the unknown danger, Huang Yin didn’t retreat. He stood there alone, holding his butcher’s knife. Using his priceless account as a gambling chip, he would help the players cut through the darkness.

“He tossed out priceless healing items to help the players and stood at the front when facing unknown danger. When everyone is helpless, he ventures alone into the abyss. So that is Huang Yin, the top player of Perfect Life!”

Huang Yin didn’t know about the comments. He put down the soul lamp and took out another butcher’s knife. The massacre was about to begin. The ghosts surged at him. Huang Yin seemed to dance in the storm. If he was touched, he’d die, but he managed to avoid all the attacks.

The combat was terrifying. The players had no idea how Huang Yin became so powerful in an Iyashikei game. He was worthy of being the top player.

The torn souls fell like leaves. Huang Yin planned to move further down. When he planned to enter the 200 meters area, all the ghosts in the path suddenly slithered away. A song began, and a giant shadow of more than 5 meters crawled out of the abyss.

“Big Sin?” Even though he was prepared, Huang Yin’s legs still weakened. He leaned on the wall to focus. The monster before him was different from the other ghosts. If he was not careful, he’d really die.

Big Sin’s appearance solidified the Yin energy in the path. The thick misfortune lapped like waves.

This was the first time the players got to witness the horror of the cryptic world. Just Big Sin alone could bring unimaginable despair and tragedy.

Huang Yin broke the oil lamp. The ghost flame danced in the dark. Then he took out many items to deal with Big Sin. The ghost flame surrounded Big Sin, but it couldn’t harm it. Big Sin had no idea what Huang Yin was doing. But it felt a familiar scent from the ghost flame. Han Fei once told him not to harm anyone who had this scent. It was deeply conflicted. It wanted to ram into this annoying man but it remembered Han Fei’s order.

If this was Big Sin before entering Fu Sheng’s altar, it would have lost its rationality already. However, Big Sin had combined with other things inside Fu Sheng’s altar. It was different from any other pet. Big Sin trampled angrily. It was angry and crazy as it moved towards madness. Huang Yin looked at Big Sin in fear. However, for the players outside the tunnel, Huang Yin was containing Big Sin. The more the monster struggled, it meant that the more powerful Huang Yin was.

‘Shouldn’t Big Sin guard on the other side of the cryptic world? Why is it here when he’s not here?’ Huang Yin thought he should retreat already, but the main character was not there yet.

As Big Sin was about to spiral out of control, the song of soul-summoning suddenly grew louder.

‘Is he coming?’

All the ghosts on the wall turned around as if they were afraid.

Despair started to boil in the dark world. Giant hatreds surfaced. Standing in the middle was a man in the beast mask. 99 bloody wounds were marked on him. Even though the mask had hidden his face, no one could miss his eyes!

There was rationality with endless madness, like flames in an icy ocean!