The news that Xu Lang intended to resolve the predicant of the Mad King Building quickly reached the ears of all players within the building.
In an instant, Xu Lang's prestige soared to its peak.
The captives from the Mad King Building also relayed this information to the group of Factory Heads.
"Hmm? He wants to take the initiative and attack? Or is he delusional enough to think he can single-handedly oppose an entire building?" White Crow stroked the bird beak on his mask, finding it both laughable and ridiculous.
Although he had never underestimated Xu Lang, the other party's act of boasting still struck him as sowhat amusing.
Regarding this piece of news, all the Factory Heads adopted an attitude of indifference, rely becoming more cautious in their actions, especially the few Factory Heads who were in hiding.
Since Xu Lang's montum was so formidable, killing him now would crush the Mad King Building's morale in one fell swoop.
Moreover, when Xu Lang took action, that would be the mont he exposed his weaknesses!
"Keep an even tighter watch on Dorm 200!"
Unanimously, all the Factory Heads issued this very order.
At this mont, players from the Twilight Building were already scavenging the resources of the Mad King Building. They moved in an orderly, systematic manner, hardly sparing a single inch of land.
The abundance of materials here made the Factory Heads' eyes burn with greed.
...
After dismissing all his subordinates, White Crow removed his mask, revealing an utterly ordinary, pale male face.
He took out a mirror and stared into the eyes reflected within.
Deep within the pupils, a black box flickered faintly, appearing and disappearing.
He had ultimately been infected by the Tale Curse.
After learning of his infection, he used various thods to suppress it, delaying the outbreak of the curse.
"I can't be the only one with a headache over this!"
After a mont of silence, White Crow suddenly let out a cold sneer.
Among all the Factory Heads, he was the one who most wanted to kill Xu Lang.
To resolve the Tale Curse, one had to start from the source of the tale itself.
...
Midnight.
The number of Factory Heads monitoring the Mad King Building had decreased from five to two. Currently, only Mada Eight Chi and the Rama Demon Bird were openly holding the fort.
To be honest, watching the harvests of the other Factory Heads, Mada Eight Chi was also finding it hard to sit still.
But soone had to keep watch here, so she could only curse the others inwardly for their lack of overall perspective.
"If I find out they've embezzled my share..."
Mada Eight Chi sat on a platinum sofa, her plump, fair legs crossed, her eyes narrowed slightly, exuding a chilling coldness.
Just then, her gaze shifted, piercing through a thousand ters to land on the tenth floor of the Mad King Building.
A man of heroic stature, brimming with masculine charm, walked to the guardrail and picked up the black box placed upon it.
That box had been sitting there for a long ti, very conspicuous. Anyone wanting to keep an eye on Dorm 200 would see that black box first.
"What a truly handso man. If only I could bring him back to my bedchamber...!"
Mada Eight Chi licked her red lips, a trace of springti desire seeping through her dignified yet bewitching face.
She hoped he wasn't just a pretty face.
Her expecting a grand European-style performance, only for him to perform a tail-breaking escape.
After retrieving the item, Xu Lang turned and walked back, seemingly heading ho. The cape on his back swayed gently in the breeze, exceptionally carefree and dashing.
"What an arrogant man. He didn't even glance this way. Does he not know he's already in a hopeless situation?"
Seeing Xu Lang turn and leave just like that, Mada Eight Chi felt secretly annoyed.
Gu Ya's guess was correct. The Twilight Building side had already anticipated the possibility of the Mad King Building counter-blockading them and had prepared counterasures.
They weren't afraid of the Mad King Building players being strong; they were afraid the Mad King Building players wouldn't co out at all.
After all this ti, they had already ascertained the exact level the Mad King Building was at. In terms of pure, hard strength, even without the Twilight Form, the Mad King Building would not be a match.
...
Blood Mist World.
The Blood Mist World at night appeared especially sinister and terrifying. The very air carried the scent of chaos and blood.
Xu Lang ca alone, holding the Malignance Demon Box.
After taking the Malignance Demon Box, he used Raphael's Cape to teleport away, evading the sight of all Twilight Building players.
Only after reaching the depths of the Blood Mist World did Xu Lang finally stop.
"Pasture·Blood Herd!"
Xu Lang raised his hand and clenched it towards the void.
Instantly, ten tombstones descended from the sky, plunging heavily into the ground.
One Herd Spirit after another erged from the tombstones, bowing in salute to Xu Lang.
"Rise. Keep watch around . Do not let any enemy approach within a thousand ters of ," Xu Lang commanded calmly.
"Yes!"
Saladin responded, standing up and noticing that all the surrounding Herd Spirits were Rakshasa. The corner of his mouth twitched upwards.
The group of Herd Spirits dispersed, guarding all directions.
Xu Lang leaned against a large tree, sat cross-legged, and fixed his blazing eyes on the Malignance Demon Box in his palm.
The Malignance Demon Box's grade, according to the dormitory's evaluation system, was EX, signifying extre power, uniqueness, and the inability to be upgraded.
But that was the rule of the dormitory building, not applicable to the Blood Mist World and... the Nightmare Lord!
What Xu Lang intended to do now was to break free from the constraints of the dormitory building's rules and upgrade the Malignance Demon Box outside using Nightmare Coins!
This move was extrely risky!
If the dormitory building represented order, the Blood Mist World represented chaos. Upgrading an item within this chaotic world would have consequences that were extrely difficult to predict!
Xu Lang had a strong premonition that upgrading a dangerous item like the Malignance Demon Box within the Blood Mist World would most likely produce side effects.
The Malignance Demon Box was already inauspicious. After upgrading, it would only beco more so!
But this risk had to be taken!
"The Malignance Demon Box's current energy level is insufficient. To devour the Twilight Building players all at once, it would need to accumulate at least half a month's worth of Curse Power!"
"And wanting to affect Xiao Yi and Wu Quan across an unknown distance is even more difficult!"
Xu Lang took a deep breath, his thoughts churning.
He did not know that Wu Quan was already dead.
He only knew that after the teleportation, the connection between the two and the Malignance Demon Box had beco almost nonexistent.
Before the teleportation, the infection concentration in Xiao Yi and Wu Quan was already very high. Xu Lang could have commanded the Malignance Demon Box to devour them at any ti.
But after the teleportation, this disconnection still occurred.
—Following the laws of the Taleblade Building, the Tale Curse persists forever!
Even after subduing a tale, the Tale Curse does not actually disappear; the subduer rely turns It into a tool.
Given that this situation occurred without violating this law, it could only an the Malignance Demon Box's current tier was still not high enough.
And Xu Lang could no longer wait for the Malignance Demon Box to slowly evolve by devouring living beings.
"Malignance Demon Box, upgrade!"
With his mind made up, Xu Lang began upgrading the Malignance Demon Box.
Nightmare Coins were essentially a form of energy belonging to the Nightmare Lord. In the Blood Mist World, without datafication as a foundation, how many Nightmare Coins to use relied entirely on Xu Lang's own judgnt.
Fortunately, his upgrade experience was rich enough, and his developnt of the Sequence was quite thorough. At this mont, with a thought, approximately ten thousand Nightmare Coins were infused into the Malignance Demon Box!
*Thump, thump, thump~*
The Malignance Demon Box began to tremble, like a beating heart.
The surrounding space also vibrated in response, as if summoned, rumbling loudly!
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