The apocalypse begins with a dungeon game.

Chapter 108 Ancient Brass Mirror

After a long pause, the old city lord gathered his scattered thoughts, his tone somewhat contemptuous but also tinged with pain.

"Because they deserve to die, betrayers will never have a good end. I was just exercising my rights, what's the problem? What's the big deal?"

"Girl, if one day you reach my position and look at things again, you'll find that everything in this world becomes indistinguishable in the later stages. Who is right and who is wrong, who is right and who is wrong, the rules are all made by people."

"In my rules, I cannot tolerate any traitor, and I despise traitors more than anything else in my life, even if they are my own people. So, do you understand?"

He looked into Shen Yuan's eyes, and the gazes of the old man and the young man converged. Shen Yuan felt a burning sensation and quickly looked away, turning her head to the side.

"Why are you scaring her? Isn't the whole city dominated by your one-man show? What's there to say?" Yang Mo saw that Shen Yuan felt uncomfortable, so he pulled her behind him to avoid getting too close to the old man.

"Alright, now I only have one last question," he said. "So, why are we confined to the upper city like those beasts? What exactly is the city's barrier meant to isolate us from, and how are we supposed to get out?"

Yang Mo finally asked the most crucial question, which was also the most important thing for Li Can and the other dungeon players.

Although he didn't speak with the old city lord again after that, he knew in his heart that someone like Yang Mo couldn't possibly not ask this question, so it was safer and more logical to leave some things to Yang Mo to ask.

When the conversation turned to key information, Li Can and her sister Li Lan, along with their dog, cautiously stretched out their ears to listen, seemingly afraid that it wasn't safe. The two of them secretly moved closer to this side from the corner of the wall.

"Well..." The old city lord stroked his gray beard, his cloudy whites disappearing as his eyelids closed, then reappearing.

One could vaguely see traces of fatigue in his eyes.

"Then you, the new generation of young people, will have to explore it yourselves."

Everyone was stunned by these words.

What does that mean? So many past secrets have been revealed, but this crucial point is missing.

And let them guess and find it themselves.

"You." Li Can was about to interject when he was speechless. He saw the old city lord take out a brass mirror from his clothes.

He held it tremblingly in front of him, reflecting his aged face.

The surface of the mirror was mottled and worn. Due to the passage of time, it had completely lost its original luster, and only a faint reflection could be seen in the middle.

The brass mirror is surrounded by a raised design with vines intertwined around it, and is coated with a metallic paint of an unknown material.

Although covered in thick dust, its former golden luster is still evident.

The old man remained silent.

He silently gathered his strength while looking at his reflection in the mirror, his entire body radiating golden granular substances.

They gathered together in the air, eventually forming a swimming dragon, which playfully and noisily disappeared into the mirror.

After this mirror image, the old city lord suddenly seemed to have all his nutrients drained from his body, his figure like a withered tree trunk, swaying precariously in the wind.

His body involuntarily fell backward, but Li Can ran over and caught him just before he hit the ground, and he finally fell into his arms.

With his last bit of strength, the old city lord finally managed to make out his appearance. The brass mirror he was clutching tightly in his hand finally slipped from his grasp, fell to the ground, spun around a few times, and lay down face down smoothly.

He himself couldn't hold on for much longer, only muttering a few words incoherently.

This was the first time Li Can had trouble hearing others. He used to think his hearing was pretty good, but now he had to bend down and listen carefully in order to hear what was being said.

The others around were also surprised by the sudden change in the situation. Before they could react, Li Can had already caught the old man.

They were all gathered around at that moment.

The old city lord slowly uttered, "Thank you." Then, his eyes closed completely, and his last breath escaped from his body. He had so easily committed suicide.

An ending that no one expected.

"You can't die! If you die, how will we know how to get out of the city?" Li Can's eyes reddened as she cried out in her heart, a genuine expression of her emotions.

To outsiders, he simply appeared to be silently immersed in grief.

"I originally thought that someone as cowardly as him, who always hid in the lower city, would eventually die by my blade. I never expected him to have such backbone." Yang Mo sighed slowly, his expression remaining unchanged and indifferent.

Li Lan remained vigilant, more concerned about whether there was any sudden crisis in the surrounding environment, especially the strange mirror that the old city lord had used before his death.

Now, witnessing the passing of the old city lord, only Li Can and Shen Yuan are truly saddened.

With red eyes, Li Can gently laid his body flat on the ground, then carefully searched behind his ears.

His fingers touched the edge of the human skin, he sighed, and forcefully tore it off.

"Ah!" Shen Yuan, who was squatting to the side and preparing to mourn, was so frightened that she fell down on the spot when she saw Li Can lift the human skin mask off the old man's face, revealing his true face.

"What's going on? Lord City Lord, so he doesn't look old at all? He really is immortal..." Shen Yuan turned around and carefully examined the face.

The black hair, hidden beneath the mask for too long, was now stained with sweat and grease. Below it were bright eyes and sharp eyebrows. The face was smooth with almost no wrinkles, the nose was high and straight, and the lips were pale and pursed.

Li Can took off his gloves in one go, revealing a pair of energetic and healthy hands that only a young person could have.

Yang Mo stood by and watched, then looked at Li Can and asked, "When did you find out?"

"Oh, he forgot to wear gloves when the casino, his hideout, was being demolished in the lower city."

Li Can spoke the truth honestly, and he had no need to lie on this point. If it weren't for confirming his initial suspicions, he wouldn't even have needed to expose the city lord's disguise.

Let him rest in peace as he is.

Unfortunately, he committed suicide just as the most crucial clue was being revealed, forcing him to step forward and take matters into his own hands to eliminate related leads.

Now every little detail is important and cannot be overlooked.

He needs to see it for himself.

"Hmm, this has to be you, so meticulous." Yang Mo nodded.

Shen Yuan pointed to the brass mirror lying face down on the ground, "What should we do with this? Just now, before the city lord died, it seemed like he passed something into it. It looks a bit strange..."

No one present was a fool. No one chose to touch the mirror immediately; they all hesitated. There must be something fishy going on.

Everyone is waiting for the first person to try it out.

"I'll do it," Li Can blurted out.