The Super Universe Leveling Game

0Dongfang Qingyu didn't think he was a big shot, but he knew the principle of staying away from danger. Since the Death God Guild openly sent people to follow him, it meant that they still wanted to take revenge on him. They didn't plan to let him go. Since that was the case, he had never thought of compromising. However, it was unrealistic for him to fight against an organization alone. He had to use the power of others.    0

    

The first thing he thought of was the monster's corpse, such as Little Lord Voldemort. However, this type of monster's corpse was very rare. It was unrealistic for him to find the second monster's corpse. He had no friends. To be precise, he didn't have any friends who were willing to risk their lives for him. If Seven-second Memory was here, she would be considered a friend of his. But she wasn't in Sky City right now.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu did not know many people, and Wealth On Week’s Eighth Day was one of them. However, he didn't have any combat strength, so he couldn't help. He also knew Lanshan, but he could not ask her for help. Cheng Jinyi was a businessman, so he prioritized his interests first. Situ Haoran and him showed that they were not in the same circle. Mingyue, Huayue, and Situ Haoran were in the same circle. In addition, only Whirlwind Frenzied Sword and Xiyou Xiaozuanfeng were left on the contact list. They did not have a good relationship with him. In the end, he didn't have any friends who could help him.    

    

Kingdom of Eternal and Death God Guild were on the same level, but he couldn't rely on Kingdom of Eternal.    

    

Humans weren't reliable, so he focused his attention on the monsters. He didn't need to use his funds or owe any favors. The monster was the best butcher. The first thing he thought of was the marshland. However, the Marsh Leech's speed was too slow. Then, he thought of the Ghost Face Devil Mosquito. However, the prerequisite for using the Ghost Face Devil Mosquito was that he had to have the God Mosquito-repellent Incense. Otherwise, it would be useless.    

    

The Ghost Face Devil Mosquito was a backup plan. Although the Ghost Face Devil Mosquito was very ferocious, it was like a double-edged sword. When they cut their enemies, they would also cut themselves.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu's first choice was still the Marsh Leech. His worst plan was the Stone Monkey. The Stone Monkey's combat strength was very strong. Their skin was as hard as iron. But they were few in number. If the Death God Guild had more people, the Stone Monkey would only become cannon fodder instead of a weapon to attack.    

    

It was a pleasant surprise that he was able to obtain the God Mosquito-repellent Incense. When he asked Wealth On Week’s Eighth Day to pay attention to the news of the mosquito-repellent incense, he actually only wanted to give it a try. He had given himself a week's time limit. If he didn't get the God Mosquito-repellent Incense within that time limit, then he would use the second plan. He could wait for another week. However, after a week, his level would be much lower than the other players.    

    

After obtaining the mosquito-repellent incense, the first thing he did was to go to the pharmacy to replenish his supplies. After that, he went to Qingyu Bar and drank five jars of Stone Monkey Wine in a row. His Strength and Dexterity respectively increased.    

    

"You're saying he went to the Grass Market for a stroll and then went to the pharmacy?" The Sickle Farmer was a thin middle-aged man. His eye sockets were deep. Because he smoked all year round, his teeth were somewhat yellow. When he opened his eyes, a bright light flashed, giving people a feeling that it was as deep as the sea.    

    

"Yes, he went to Qingyu Bar not long after." The one who spoke was one of the four players who followed Dongfang Qingyu. When Dongfang Qingyu went out, there were four people who took turns staring at him.    

    

"Looks like he has a new direction to go." The Sickle Farmer smiled. "All of you are preparing to follow Dongfang Qingyu. Wherever he goes, all of you will follow him. All of you will kill him and occupy the place where he will level up. Then get the poison sac back for me."    

    

"Yes!" The two players replied loudly.    

    

"Hurry up and chase after him, don't let him run far away" Once he walked down from the white crane, Warrior impatiently said.    

    

"What are you afraid of? He's just a Mage." The thief's words suddenly stopped. He looked at Dongfang Qingyu, who had disappeared into the distance, and his mouth opened wider and wider. In the end, he swore.    

    

"Is he a rabbit?"    

    

"I heard that the person who was beaten to death by Dongfang Qingyu said that he was very fast, but I didn't expect him to be so fast." Warrior was a little dumbfounded. Dongfang Qingyu's speed was too fast. He was even faster than a horse. They walked down from the white crane almost at the same time. There was only a difference of ten seconds. By the time they reacted, Dongfang Qingyu had already walked far away.    

    

"Stop dawdling, quickly chase after them." This time, it was the thief's turn to panic. He ran with all his might. After three minutes, not only did they not close the distance, but they also increased it. He turned around and found that Warrior had fallen more than 500 meters behind him.    

    

"Hurry up. If we don't catch up to that person, neither of us will have a good ending." The thief shouted.    

    

"You're fast. You chase after him first. Don't wait for me. I'll catch up slowly from behind." Warrior panted heavily.    

    

The thief understood that what Warrior said was the truth. He no longer waited for Warrior. He suddenly increased his speed and chased after Dongfang Qingyu. As time passed, the distance between them grew larger and larger. An hour later, the thief had lost track of Dongfang Qingyu.    

    

"How is it?" Under Warrior's lead, the Death God Guild's troops slowly caught up. Thieves were usually experts in tracking, and Dongfang Qingyu was the only one running on this road. Their speed was a little slower, but they didn't chase in the wrong direction.    

    

A few hours later, Death God Guild found the canyon.    

    

"Are you sure it's inside?" The leader of the team, Xiaogui, asked.    

    

"Yes!" The thief following him said. There were two other thieves beside him. They were the elites of Death God Guild. They confirmed the traces of Dongfang Qingyu and nodded.    

    

"This time, we only have one target. Find Dongfang Qingyu and kill him. We don't need him alive. We'll leave him alive when we reach level 11. Do you understand? " Xiaogui reiterated the theme of this trip.    

    

"I understand." Everyone shouted in unison.    

    

"Alright, let's go in."    

    

The Thief found traces of a fight in the canyon. He was worried that there would be an ambush. When they passed through the canyon, they were very careful. If there were any signs of movement, they would immediately stop. However, they didn't encounter any danger even after walking out of the canyon. Everyone let out a sigh of relief, feeling like they had been tricked. They looked down on Dongfang Qingyu in their hearts, and also felt a trace of anger because they were too cautious.    

    

The valley was a natural place to set up an ambush. No one knew what Dongfang Qingyu was thinking since he had given up.    

    

Because they had followed Dongfang Qingyu's trail, the Death God Guild had not encountered any Marsh Leech. They had directly passed through the swamp through a safe path, and entered the range of their numbers.    

    

"Did you hear anything?" The thief in front suddenly asked.    

    

"It seems to be a buzzing sound, a bit like a bee." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly looked up as if he had sensed something. A Black Fog suddenly appeared in the forest more than a hundred meters away. It spread out like lightning. In the blink of an eye, it covered the sky and covered the earth, as if a dark cloud had rushed over.    

    

The sound was like thunder, deafening.    

    

"Ghost Face Devil Mosquito, run!" Xiaogui's voice was completely out of tune at this moment. His face was so pale that there was not a trace of blood on it. The lightning turned around, and after running for a dozen meters, the sky had turned black. In the next moment, this group of more than a hundred people was surrounded by the Ghost Face Devil Mosquito. Miserable screams rang out, incomparably mournful.