When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 325

Chapter 325: Chapter 238: Three Purple Entries (Third Update) Chapter 325: Chapter 238: Three Purple Entries (Third Update) As Aiwass struggled to wake up, he heard a childish and agonized scream coming from the next room.

It was Daiya’s voice—

Aiwass imdiately rolled out of bed, only to be choked by dust and started coughing.

A thick layer of dust covered the bedding where he lay, which was stirred into the air by his movents, dispersing in all directions.

—This inn had been abandoned for many years.

This room, ghostly and dilapidated, was the true reality.

As Aiwass moved, the Fla Butterfly that had been resting on his nose flew up by itself, landing on his shoulder.

But Aiwass didn’t imdiately rush out the door; he first reached for the gun at his waist—only to find it wasn’t there.

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He dashed to the corner of the room, opened his backpack, and dumped out a jumbled ss of dead n’s clothes, a handgun, and money.

When he touched the gun, a long-lost light screen suddenly appeared before his eyes:

[Demon Hunter 3]

[Extraordinary Weapon (Light Purple)]

[Firearm, Revolver, Capacity: 5 rounds]

[9mm Bullets (4/5)]

[Trait: Increases damage significantly against demons, spirits, and evil spellcasters]

[Elven Style: Significantly reduces malfunction rate, increases maintenance cost]

[Mod-Sensitive Focus: Precision gradually increases if not damaged within five seconds, reaching maximal precision after fifteen seconds of no damage]

[Mod-Elegant Aim: Further significantly increases precision]

[Mod-Quick Draw: Greatly increases precision for the first bullet]

—This was the first ti Aiwass had seen a Weapon with such pure mods after coming to this world.

These mods seed like they had been specifically fard by players…

and the kind that might take months to obtain just one such superior Weapon!

With precision pulled to this extent, one hardly needed to aim to hit a static target after drawing the gun.

Even if the target moved very fast, if one’s hand speed could keep up, a hit was guaranteed.

rely holding the gun, Aiwass felt his will sharpen, and the hand that held the gun beca more agile and swift.

But as soon as Aiwass pushed open the door of the room, he was blown back by the chaotic flow—

The door to room 201 opposite had fallen outward into the hallway.

A lilac storm howled and gusted, and the surrounding walls gradually turned transparent like athyst, piece by piece.

Aiwass tried to charge through it—however, each gust of wind that touched him made his body numb at a visibly fast rate.

A golden Fla Butterfly erged from the palm of his left hand…

then it suddenly shattered, turning into a burst of golden fla.

The numbness on Aiwass’s body was instantly dispelled and, engulfed in golden flas, he burst into room 201!

Room 201 was completely different from 202, with no dust to be seen; it looked as if soone had just cleaned it.

Even the walls of room 201 were cracking, revealing the red-brown bricks inside—and under the constant blowing of the lilac storm, they started to ooze thick, dark red droplets.

At the center of the storm was Daiya.

At this mont, she knelt on the bed in agony—as if she had just been reading a storybook there, but now it had been blown to the other side of the room.

Her body was full of cracks.

These weren’t small fissures anymore but irregular fractures wider than her own fingers.

The pink substance within, reminiscent of flesh or gel, writhed as if breathing, continuously blowing out violent winds.

Purple fluid oozed from her body continuously.

Her skin and flesh were being torn apart.

The intense pain made Isabel scream the mont she woke up, and now she was trembling all over, utterly weak.

Tears stread down her face in pain—it was hard to tell if the wetness was tears or purple fluid dripping from the cracks.

—That purple liquid was indeed demon blood.

Seeing Aiwass charge in, she could not help but whisper softly, “Save …

Daddy…”

But she quickly realized and corrected herself, “Kill —”

—Bang!

Aiwass did not hesitate and fired a shot.

—But it was useless.

The air in front of Daiya suddenly cracked, like a car windshield splintering abruptly.

She instinctively closed her eyes, yet the bullet did not hit her.

And Aiwass continued pulling the trigger—two shots, three shots.

After three consecutive shots, the sanctified silver bullets specially effective against demons failed to touch Daiya, only fracturing the world in front of her further.

After the third shot, a piece of the world the size of a head shattered.

Looking through the gap to the outside, one could see the serene beauty of the first layer of Dreamland in bloom and Daiya, her eyes closed in fright, unhard.

If he hadn’t been resolute, if he had just stumbled upon this layer by chance, perhaps he would have started to hesitate.

But Aiwass simply opened his left hand again—two butterflies, one gold and one deep red, fluttered gracefully toward Daiya, kneeling on the bed.

All Isabel could do was endure the increasingly intense pain, trying her best not to resist.

Despite her efforts, the Incubus awakening within her began to react defensively—

Suddenly, “Agni” was riddled with cracks, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

As if invisible blades had passed through his body, his clothes remained intact, but his body now bore deep, bone-exposing wounds.