100043527Chapter 639: A dark and windy night with beautiful flowers
"That's right. You should know what the main mission of an adventurer in the first world is, right?"
Take someone else's hand and eat someone else's mouth softly, eat other people's things, and knock others to the ground, three. No matter how thick-skinned the barbarian was, he still felt embarrassed at this time, so he patiently explained it to me.
"The main task of an adventurer in the first world is to survive and gradually become familiar with his own abilities through experience. I still know some basic combat skills."
Back to business. I patted the snow on my body, sat up, and replied.
The first world adventurer lies in mastering and mastering skills and techniques. After accumulating combat experience, adventurers in the second world began to study in depth various skills and techniques, optimize and improve skills, and create their own unique combat methods.
Adventurers in the third world can already create new skills of their own through a deep understanding of various skills, such as Old Man Farah's unique skill, mixed with ice and thunder magic and the Frozen Arrow Prison.
So strictly speaking, an adventurer in the first world. In fact, they are all rookies, still in the stage of exploration. The adventurers in the second world are qualified warriors. As for the third world, those are special forces.
"exactly."
Kolik tossed the braid on the back of his head coquettishly and said.
"So. As the last test for all adventurers to defeat Baal and lead to the second world, what do you think our mission is? What is it to be tested? What exactly is it?"
"It's a skill!!" I blurted out without thinking.
"So. Now you know what the rules of the test are." He moistened his throat and said with a smile.
"Roughly speaking, the three of us will simulate the strength of each adventurer who comes to accept the test. The adventurer will simulate his strength, and then according to the size of the strength, we will display a strength suitable for this stage. level of skills. To test whether the opponent's skills are up to standard. To put it bluntly, that's what it is."
"Of course. It doesn't matter if you are too weak. Otherwise, an adventure team of more than ten levels may pass." He said at the end. Korik quickly added.
It turns out that because his blood bear transformation is almost domain-level power, these three people naturally displayed close-to-domain power and combat skills close to domain-level, and the blood bear transformed into a void. He has power, but his skills are so-so, so let’s not talk about one versus three. Even if you fight alone, you will lose miserably.
It was this trap, a huge conspiracy that Seattle Lake didn't explain to himself at the beginning. He knew that with my character, he would definitely exert strong power to pass the test quickly and then encounter Waterloo, so he smiled so sinisterly.
hateful. I really shouldn't be so anxious and blindly confident. I thought nothing could stop me along the way. If you come to Harrogas. If I could have stayed a little longer to inquire, I wouldn't have fallen into a trap now.
I feel so depressed! !
"Hahaha. Little druid, don't be so depressed. You can come here alone to accept the test like you. For thousands of years, the number we have encountered has not exceeded three figures. You are already amazing."
Seeing me looking limp and weak, Madoc couldn't help but comfort me.
"What about these people? What happened in the end?" I asked curiously.
"Uh. I can't remember the specifics, but almost all of them ended in failure. You must have experienced it just now. The stronger the strength, the more difficult the test will be. If you want to deal with three people with similar strength to yourself. At least, In terms of technique, it has to go beyond strength by several stages.”
"Even Tarasha was tortured by us when she challenged her for the first time." After Madoc finished speaking, Korik added a piece of information that shocked me.
It turned out that even this great god had been abused. When I heard this, I felt much better and felt that I was no longer alone.
"Actually, many outstanding people like you will suffer from this situation. The meaning of our existence is to tell you and all adventurers. If you don't think you have the power to absolutely suppress the forces of hell, then, Please go back and hone your skills."
Think for a while. I sighed. Although these three guys have no idea what accommodation is, my current skills are actually pretty good compared to my level, but there is still a huge gap compared to my strength.
only. The rules were not created for me alone. Of course, it won't be broken just because of me. What they did is right, and I have no right to complain.
Think about it. After he understood the pseudo-realm, it was the first time that he was suppressed by someone's strength. It was inevitable that he would feel frustrated, just like when he was instantly killed by Carlos when he was on the road.
Although I am a lazy person whose goal is to eat and die, even for a person like me, I still don’t want to lose if I can, not to mention that I have already put in so much effort for this.
never mind. Let's go back and adjust it.
I just looked at the three barbarians. They looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh. Then they jumped back onto the high platform and made the posture of looking up to the sky and roaring.
"Boy. Don't forget to bring good wine and food next time you come."
Korik said loudly to me when he said this. His lower body, below his chest, was completely petrified. The layer of dead gray continued to spread upward until it covered his entire body.
The scenery darkened. The big hole in the sky was once again covered by dark clouds, and the storm and heavy snow were once again raging on the altar.
He stared blankly at the three barbarian statues that had turned into stone again. The snowstorm was so violent that in just a moment, a lot of snowflakes accumulated on them.
This is how they stand, day after day, year after year, in this blizzard, silently waiting for the next adventurous team to be tested. After a short battle, they start to carve again.
This is true for years, years, years, hundreds, and thousands of years.
I couldn't help but recall a few words they said again.
Food. Drinking, etc., we three old people have been squatting here for thousands of years, can't you be considerate at all..."
I finally got out. If you can say one more thing, just say one more thing.
What kind of loneliness and loneliness is carried in that almost rogue tone.
Just like the little ghost, she has been singing hymns for her father under the church for thousands of years, but at least she still has a goal, in order to let her father's soul find a moment of peace.
Where are these three people? What exactly are they waiting for after "thousands of years of hard watching in the snow"...
The more powerful a person is, the more he cherishes himself. These three domain-level barbarians are all supremely powerful in the third world. At that time, what kind of determination did they make to be willing to be here. Accompanied by wind, snow and loneliness, watching for thousands of years?
heart. A feeling of emotion slowly emerged, like a long stream of water. This emotion was so long-lasting and heavy. It is as heavy as the beliefs of countless barbarians condensed on this altar, making people breathless.
Their postures of raising their heads and roaring no longer seemed so ridiculous to me at this moment, but filled with pride without any regrets.
A feeling of shame emerged leisurely in front of them. He looked unhappy because he lost. It was as if others were risking their lives for the sake of righteousness, while I was crying to death because I lost a silver coin.
What is a hero? This is the hero”
Sure enough, no matter how strong his strength becomes, his moral integrity and ideological realm are still at the level of an ordinary person. Compared to these people, they are so small and pitiful.
I occasionally hope that Vilas and their husbands can be a great hero that they can be proud of.
Think of this. I became even more powerless and opened the teleportation scroll. With a whoosh, he disappeared behind the altar.
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"Oh. Kid, you're back."
Mara was bandaging the wounded downstairs and was too busy to get away. Seeing me coming back, he pulled away and turned around, nodded and smiled.
"Grandma Mara, is there any room upstairs? I want to take a rest."
I reluctantly responded and then asked.
"There are still quite a lot of wounded, and there are only available rooms on the fourth floor.
Mara said hesitantly, but she still remembered the other party's firm refusal a few days ago.
"It's okay. Just lend me a rest."
He was probably quite stimulated by the three barbarians, thinking that they had stood in the snowstorm for thousands of years and still had no regrets. But I was worried about a colder room, and I suddenly felt that if I didn't live there for a while and hone myself, I might not even be able to raise my head in front of Vilas and the others.
Anyway. To analyze it simply, I feel ashamed now. Feeling insignificant and having a masochistic mentality. Although I understand it very well, I just can't stop it.
But it will be fine after a little sleep. As I said, time is the best medicine for the soul.
then. When I got up the next day, I tightened my cold body and began to consider moving the nest to the little fox.
If the fluffy fox tail of the little fox is heaven, then the drafty wooden window in front of me is hell to me.
The shame and self-abuse I felt yesterday have long been forgotten. This is the advantage and disadvantage of being an otaku.
The advantage is obvious, that is, you can live a happy life and maintain a refreshing giggle at all times.
The flaw is that they are unrepentant, or stubbornly stubborn. He turned around and threw himself into the mighty army of idiots again.
"Hey. Good morning, Grandma Mara."
I thought I had gotten up early enough, but look, the sun hasn't come out yet.
Unexpectedly, when he went downstairs, Mara had come back carrying a basket full of herbs.
"Don't you want to sleep a little longer? But you seem to be in good spirits." Mara put the basket on the ground with a smile and began to sort the fresh herbs inside.
"The weather is nice today, so I got up early."
I opened the wooden door and took a breath of the biting cold wind blowing inside. I felt cool all over the 360 pores in my body.
"Yes. The snowstorm stopped last night, and everyone can go out hunting with all their energy and stock up on food for the winter."
Mara said with a smile. She had no intention of correcting the error in the other person's words. It was already approaching noon.
There was a sudden and strange silence in the atmosphere for a while, before Mara spoke first.
"Have you experienced the test on the top of the mountain?"
"Experienced it. That's where I was brushed back." I stretched.
"Is it because Akara didn't tell you?" Mara sighed.
"How should I put it? It seems there is, but it seems there isn't."
I replied in a delicate tone. Anyway, Akara would definitely have a good reason to convince me. However, Seattle Knatsi definitely intends to see my joke, and he will have to look for opportunities to regain his place in the future.
"No strong person's road is smooth sailing. No matter how talented he is, if you can truly understand this sentence, you won't blame Akala."
Mara chuckled.
"I can roughly understand it."
If it hadn't been for what Korik had told me, and people like Tarasha had suffered a disaster in front of them, I would probably still be a little aggrieved.
"However, this kid Akara really likes mischief."
"What? Akara likes to play pranks, Granny Mala, tell me what's going on
I immediately became confused, and the soul of gossip burned brightly. Did Akara, who had always been an inscrutable old fox in my eyes, also have an unknown side?
"Isn't that right? When I was young, this child loved to play tricks on others. Together with Raphael, we would make the camp a mess from time to time. Even I was teased by her several times, so don't look at it. She looks wise and calm now, but maybe she is still the same as before in her heart.
Talking about the past. Mara also stopped what she was doing and murmured. His face was filled with memories of the vicissitudes of life.
"Time flies so fast. At that time, Akara was still a clever little girl in her teens, gentle and quiet, but everyone who knew her knew that she was actually very naughty, but Raphael was already famous in China. The Luoge singer and dancer, even known as the most beautiful woman in the mainland, ended up growing up differently and was instigated by Akara to cause chaos everywhere."
So it took several hours to listen to this. Judging from Mara's appearance, Akara's deeds as a child might not be finished for three to five days.
However, I didn’t expect that Akara, who had always been smart, steady and strict in her mind, would have such a childhood, and that the famous Princess Raphael of the Hundred Tribes, whom she had never met, Linya’s grandmother, also understood A lot.
What an eye-opener.
but. But these words cannot be spread, otherwise the old fox in Akara may torture me in some way. Even if she meets Raphael in the future, it will not be easy to explain. After all, she is Linya's grandmother, her own mother-in-law. As Imara just said, she is probably an old fox on the same level as Akala.
After talking enthusiastically for a long time, Mara's mouth was probably a little dry, so he stopped talking and asked.
"Lena" Jiaqing, I heard about it too. Child, what are your plans now?”…※
"I don't have any plans. Let's try another challenge." I shrugged and replied.
actually. As long as I understand the rules clearly, this level is like child's play to me.
I can not transform at all and use the strength of a level 40 druid to deal with them. In this way, they can only use the strength and skills of a level 40 adventurer. Come and deal with me.
certainly. If it's just this, it's not enough. Although my current skills are much higher than those of ordinary level 40 adventurers, it's still impossible to deal with three of them at the same time.
but. Don't forget, I also have Xiaoxue and Poisonous Flower Vine. Any one of them can easily defeat four or five of me who haven't transformed.
Thus. Things become simple.
but. After thinking about it for a while, I still decided not to use this rather rogue method to get through.
Although my heart is no longer as entangled and self-flagellating as yesterday. However, there is admiration for these three guardians. I have always had the idea of relying on my own strength to obtain their approval in a dignified way.
Because I admire them, I hope they can affirm their own strength.
It doesn't rely on summoning pets, and of course, blood bear transformation is even less effective. Just like yesterday, it is simply an act of giving food to others.
Apart from these two, I have another option, which is the Moon Wolf transformation.
Moon Wolf transforms. Now it is just the peak of mental strength. There is still one step away from the pseudo-realm, which means that if I use the moon wolf transformation to fight them, then they can only use the strength and skills at the peak of their mental state to deal with it.
With the speed and skill of Moon Wolf's transformation, coupled with the results achieved during Carlos's torture training during this period. I'm confident that I can easily handle three of them, or even double that number.
Seeing my confident look, Mara smiled and nodded.
"It's good to have confidence. Seeing the way you came back yesterday, I was really afraid that you wouldn't be able to cheer up for a while."
"There is still some time today. I will go out for a walk and buy some things."
Thinking of the food that Vilas had prepared for herself, there was not much left. There won’t be enough to feed the three big eaters next time, so I decided to go shopping.
"etc
When I opened the door, the director stopped me, with a look of dumbfounding on his face.
She pointed to the door: "You probably got the time wrong. It's completely dark now."
Look back. Sure enough, there were several big stars hanging above our heads.
"How about staying here for one more night." Mara suggested.
"Uh. Well... I have something else to do, so I need to take a step first."
After the masochistic mentality was over, I was no longer interested in the cold and windy room on the fourth floor.
Staring at the other party leaving in stunned silence, Marana shook his head: "This kid"
really. In this world, there is no quilt more comfortable than the big tail of the little fox, and no Simmons velvet can compare with it.
The fox soldiers who were keeping watch at night probably didn't expect that there would be guests at such a late hour, so I managed to slip out of the teleportation array without any risk.
Covering my face tightly, I quietly lurked in the direction of the little fox's tent. If I appeared like this at this time, it would be very difficult for anyone else to see me. The title of Flower Picker is truly deducted.
I don’t know if those young fox men from last time have put down their fear.
I heard it clearly. There was a guy who had memorized my scent. If he continued to show off, he might be ambushed by random sticks somewhere, and then his skin would be peeled off to make the human skin flag.
so. When I approached the little fox's tent, I paid close attention, and sure enough I heard several soft breathings. There are several hidden spots near the ambush.
Humph, that’s so sweet. Do you want to catch me like this?
but. These guys are really scary. It has been almost half since that incident. It's already a month. Could it be that during this period of time, they braved the cold wind every day and night and lurked here?
can only say. This little coquettish fox is indeed a nuisance. It seems that he made the right decision to take her in. Otherwise, there may be many good men who would be ruined by this little vixen.
Sacrificing oneself to bring happiness to millions of men is such a noble virtue.
After locking in the location where the fox men were lurking, I made some calculations in my mind.
The location where the little fox is located is surrounded by mountains on three sides and can only be broken through from the front. It is of the type "easy to defend but difficult to attack".
If it were just like this, with my speed, I would still be able to pass by these few without them noticing. people.
The issue is. A fox man once said that he remembered his own scent. If he is inside, even if someone walks past, the smell will remain. The fox man's nose is very sharp and is more sensitive than a dog.
Although it is a bit troublesome, the only way to break through is from the air.
Quietly transforming into a moon wolf, a white ghostly figure emerged from the distance silently in the dark night. Up to the cold altitude of thousands of meters.
Adjust the angle. If it falls directly on top of those ambush fox people, it will be a lot of fun
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mid-air. I quickly twisted my body and landed in the direction of the little fox's tent.
"Hee"
"Brother Shax, have you heard any strange noises?"
A young fox man lurking in the snow suddenly shook his ears and asked the fox man next to him tremblingly.
"Maybe it's the wind, it's a bit windy tonight."
The fox man opposite looked up at the night sky and replied like this, not knowing at all that the fox man saint they had been guarding day and night for the past half month, the goddess in their hearts, was now in the arms of another man.
"Your fear is too weak."
I got into the warm and fragrant bed, held the hazy little fox in my arms, and kissed her on the forehead, I immediately complained.
"What if another man gets in?"
"Hmph. Bad guy, you think that if I hadn't asked about your odor from so far away, I would have killed you with a knife."
The sleepy little fox exuded endless charm in her lazy posture, but she quickly pulled out the assassin wrist blade from under the quilt and kept shaking it towards herself, which made my hair stand on end.
This little fox is very defensive.
Get together from left to right. This chapter actually has 6,000 words, which adds up to... 6 words. I wonder if it will be on tomorrow's update list? There are too many strong men recently, and there is nothing to say with confidence.
