Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

Let me see your purity!

[You have chosen to start the Advanced Trial ahead of time, and the dungeon difficulty will increase significantly]

[Match successful]

[Dungeon: Descent of the Evil God]

[Introduction: There are few who have witnessed the full might of this giant entity, and the scene is filled with eerie terror, all mysteries stemming from that foul-smelling mist, as the devourer can manifest in any moisture. Its eyes see in all directions, its ears hear from all paths, and every move it makes brings calamity to the world, every word and deed practices the will of the law]

[Number of Players: 20]

[Main Quest: Survive for 30 days]

[Current Assimilation Rate: 2.37%]

[Dungeon Level: A]

[Time Flow Rate: 10:1]

[Note: This dungeon is a multiplayer type, with no team protection and no system contract. Players should choose their actions independently]

With a flash of white light, Lu Wenwu’s feet touched the ground, appearing inside the dungeon.

Mao Mao had already transformed into the markings of the Fire of Huodou on his back, providing the combat power of a guest Fire Mage.

Almost as soon as he landed, Lu Wenwu nearly fell.

If it wasn’t for his cultivation of the Influence Body Refining Skill, which gave him incredible control over his body, he would likely have ended up flat on his face like the three players beside him.

“What eerie spatial rules, the spatial power here is entirely chaotic.”

Having trained for a year at the Underworld Ghost Gate Security Bureau, Lu Wenwu quickly assessed the current state of the area he was in.

He slowly operated his cultivation technique, constantly adjusting his body’s condition, swiftly adapting to the situation where the spatial power was continuously shifting.

Thankfully, the space itself didn’t change; otherwise, they might have been smashed upon landing.

It was only at this point that Lu Wenwu finally had the time to look around at his surroundings.

This was a dim room, including himself there were only four people, the remaining sixteen players having been teleported to unknown locations, not born in the same place.

The person closest to him was a burly man in silver and red armor, carrying a golden bow as tall as a person on his back.

However, the battle armor he wore seemed strange, not quite resembling standard Chinese armor, but rather a fusion of Chinese armor and medieval Western fantasy knight armor.

Especially the dragon-shaped war emblem in the center of the chest armor and the fully enclosed war helmet design, which was quite overwhelming.

[Hunter’s Guild · Pretentious AC Little Milk Cow/Meng Tian Nan (A)]: 120 0000/120 0000

[Current Status]: Dazed

This blood volume over a million is impressive!

It’s almost catching up to mine!

But what is the Hunter’s Guild?

Lu Wenwu recalled his memory, seemingly not having seen this organization in the official information provided.

It’s probably a civilian organization spontaneously formed by some hunter professionals.

Since the dungeon’s descent, many like-minded players have privately formed various organizations and forces of all sizes.

These organizations are a dime a dozen, akin to guilds in games.

Only relatively large or special unofficial organizations would have some of their information collected by the Player Administration Bureau.

Lu Wenwu turned his gaze to the other side.

A young man with a handsome face was trying to get up from the ground, also at the A- Level.

In the Eyes of Insight’s analysis, he had no special prefix, only a conventional name — Xu Changjiang.

As for the other one…

This probably couldn’t be called a person.

It was entirely a gigantic black bird, at least two meters in length.

It was now cawing loudly.

[Crow Demon Wu Jianqing (A-)]: 37 0000/37 0000

[Current Status]: Irritated, Dazed

Alright, it’s truly a crow turned into a demon.

Seen another type of demon species +1.

Because he was closer, Lu Wenwu reached out and gave the hunter brother in front of him a hand.

“Thanks, brother.”

Meng Tian Nan finally adapted somewhat, wobbling to his feet and pulling out a blue fruit to pop it into his mouth.

A blue-green glow emanated from him, finally allowing normal movement.

Subsequently, Lu Wenwu and the hunter helped the other two who hadn’t fully adapted to stand up, aiding them in regaining control over their bodies.

After confirming the surrounding environment was safe, Lu Wenwu took the initiative to speak: “I’m Violent Dragon, skilled in close combat, how should I address you guys?”

The hunter was the second to speak: “My ID is Pretentious AC Little Milk Cow, you can call me Hunter or Little Milk Cow, I can do both close and distant combat.”

“Xu Changjiang, I’m a Northeast Almightian. By profession, I’m classified as a Summoner.” Xu Changjiang nodded slightly to the others, offering a gentle smile.

“Caw caw caw! I am Wu Jianqing, a Sword Cultivator, caw!” The oversized crow flapped its wings and cawed, “I can smell the scent of death, we better move quickly caw!”

“So what do we say now? Shall we team up, guys?”

Lu Wenwu took out an Abyss Contract to show them, with some terms already drafted, specially for forming a team.

“Abyss Contract?” The knowledgeable Xu Changjiang’s eyes lit up, “Brother Violent Dragon, your family resources are truly abundant, willing to use such a valuable thing for a team contract?”

Lu Wenwu shrugged: “A gift from an elder, I have a bunch of these in my hand, might as well use them.”

“Gosh!”

Xu Changjiang expressed a sound of envy.

“Caw caw, I want to join!”

After checking the terms and confirming there were no errors, the Big Crow stepped forward first.

It opened its beak, and a trace of blood shot out, leaving its mark on the Abyss Contract.