"It cannot be ruled out that the God of Beauty likes Cupid very much. Now that I have entered the dungeon, I will be able to figure out these problems sooner or later. At present, except for one extra buff every day, my status has not been affected, and my level is still there. Yes, the inventory is not sealed either."
"Since this B uff exists, it is not meaningless. It may weaken me. If I am attacked by the followers of the God of Light at night, I will be in danger."
For example, there was gunfire outside, and he was in the room with a certain woman.
Then, they turned into ashes together.
Zhang Yuanqing was thinking in his heart and kept talking, always looking for topics to gather information.
After some conversation, he obtained a lot of useful information. First of all, the current situation on the island. Due to the threat of the God of Light, the believers of the God of Beauty and the descendants of the God of Beauty on the island are actively preparing for war.
Amini's job is to lead the craftsmen in making arrows.
The second is the whereabouts of the God of Beauty, Aphrodite. This god left Paphos not long ago and went out to seek help, most likely to find a good god.
Finally, there are the number of heirs on the island, the current class situation, and Aphrodite's emotional issues.
Aphrodite had a husband, but he was never seen, and the Goddess didn't like him being mentioned on the island so Herasini didn't know who it was.
I only heard Nian Chang's "slaves" discussing it in private, so I knew that Meishen had a husband in name only.
As for the actual husband, the beautiful God's public lover, he is a powerful war god.
The God of War was Cupid's father, and the God of Beauty gave birth to several children, and those children were different from the half-human and half-body Ameni Herasini.
All of them are brave and strong men with extremely high combat power. They have lived on Paphos Island all their lives.
Of course, in addition to the God of War, the God of Beauty also secretly gathers with many lovers to fight for the God of Love. How could he be such a pure and warm warrior?
Zhang Yuanqing pretended to sigh: "My dear Herasini, why doesn't Cupid like me? This makes me very distressed."
The girl with dark green hair said softly, "Amini, because you are upright and kind. Cupid is a prankster. He enjoys punishing mortals and teasing his brothers and sisters."
"Everyone is afraid of him, but you are the only one who is willing to stand up and accuse him and protect the weak mortals, even though Cupid will hate you because of it."
Huh, he must be too stubborn, so he can't grow up. This is the curse of all living beings.
It’s not good to look at rice like this. My trouble is not only the followers of the God of Light, but also the Cupid who is still on the island. Zhang Yuanhuo bared his teeth.
The two talked as they walked, and soon passed through the forest and came to the east side of the island. Zhang Yuanzhan suddenly saw a huge castle sitting on a rocky cliff by the sea.
The sound of waves crashing against the rocks can be faintly heard hundreds of meters away. The castle is made of blocks of constant black stone, with a round tower for observation, a bell tower with a spire, and is composed of towering dome buildings. It is made up of a large number of tall columns.
It is very similar to the ancient Greek architectural style. Behind the castle are stone houses made of yellow mud, and the walls have obvious traces of sea wind erosion.
Through the exchanges on the way, Zhang Yuanqing had a rough grasp of the situation on Paphos Island. This island is the place where the Goddess of Beauty was born and her palace in the world.
In those palaces made of yellow mud, the mortals who lived believed in the God of Beauty. Their daily work was to serve the God of Beauty and the castle-shaped divine fire, offering them fine wine and delicacies, and the God of Beauty protected them from going out to sea to fish, without encountering storms or accidents. Harassed by wild beasts.
At this time, mortals wrapped in animal skins and with dark skin were carrying wood and iron tools to the castle. There were also many mortals in the forest setting traps and setting up crossbows, looking like they were actively preparing for war.
These weapons and traps are okay for dealing with ordinary people or enemies in the extraordinary realm, but they are completely insufficient to face powerful enemies since saints, Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.
Not long after, they passed through the dense stone houses and arrived at the castle standing on the rocky cliff.
Before entering the city, the security guards heard shouts and curses.
"Aphrodite was scolding a blond boy in her heart. She had a strong figure, wheat-colored skin, and was wearing a one-piece t-shirt. She was holding a straight sword and a shield in her hand.
In addition, she also has arm guards and breastplates, making her a rare figure with metal equipment.
Beside her, there were more than twenty strong men holding spears and wearing helmets lying horizontally and vertically.
Zhang Yuanqing looked at the woman who was as strong as a leopard. After the conversation just now, he easily figured out the identity of the blond woman.
Menea, one of the children of Aphrodite and the God of War, and the sister of Cupid.
This goddess inherited the power of the God of War and was in charge of war. She was the most powerful descendant of Aphrodite and had the strongest fighting ability.
"Amini!" Menia looked over coldly, "Cupid is looking for you. You'd better go see him immediately before his anger breaks out."
Tianbao fourteenth year, tenth month, sixth day.
Dark clouds are rolling in the sky, and the mountain wind blows on you, which can knock you back.
On the trail in the mountains, a young scholar led a thin horse and trudged hard on the winding mountain road with flying sand and rocks: the horse carried two bamboo baskets on its back, one with books and the other with hiking supplies.
The young man held his head high and his chest was unaffected by the wind and sand. On the contrary, the thin horse behind him paused frequently and was blown by the wind and sand so hard that he couldn't open his eyes and snagged his nose.
Xiahou Aotian sighed. His current identity was a student who came to Beijing to take the exam. He had spent ten years in poverty and was full of knowledge. He planned to go to Chang'an to make a name for himself.
However, it is now the fourth year of Tianbao, November and the sixth day of the lunar month.
In three days, An Lushan will rebel!
That's right, the dungeon he entered was the bachelor's professional S-level dungeon "Anshi Rebellion". The main mission was to randomly participate in three battles and win!
When Xiahou Aotian first read the introduction to the dungeon, he slapped his thigh and said: Win three battles, what a child, watch me rub nuclear bombs with my hands every minute, turning Xiao An and Xiao Shi into ashes.
The bachelor profession is good at alchemy refining and formation weapon refining. He is erudite and talented. He has the literary ability to govern the country and the military ability to develop armaments and defeat the enemy.
War dungeons are not uncommon among high-level bachelor professions. After all, props, mechanisms, and equipment are all related to combat wars.
But to be honest, he regretted the copy of "An-Shi Rebellion" because in addition to the online mission, he also had a side mission: arriving in Chang'an!
When he arrived in Chang'an and came to the beach, his level was blocked, and he encountered the same situation as several people in the King of Subjugation dungeon.
Today, Xiahou Aotian is only at the extraordinary level, and his ability to use props and consumables is only at the extraordinary level.
The bachelor's profession in the extraordinary realm is famous for its food, and it is also known as the musician's: two dishes in the spiritual realm!
"On the way to Chang'an, you will definitely encounter danger. It is most likely to be bandits, but rebels are unlikely. The Anshi rebels have three days to betray."
My current strength, well, I still have a lot of props for the extraordinary stage. When ordinary bandits come, they will die because they are afraid that there are practitioners among the bandits.
Xiahou Aotian frowned, thinking about whether to resist if he encountered a bandit.
If you resist, wounds will inevitably appear, which means you will not die without dignity. Surrendering will also lead to death. Unless you are sure of victory, it is best not to resist.
"But if I don't resist, I will give my life to the enemy. I feel unsure. I should learn from that shameless man Yuanshi Tianzun. When he sees the bandit, he kneels down and shouts: I am a scholar and can read and write. , is proficient in arithmetic, can be a bookkeeper, and has many uses."
"Anyway, I'm a poor scholar. Even if the bandits kill me, I won't be able to make much money. There will be no profit at all."
Xiahou Aotian muttered as the mountain wind became stronger and stronger, blowing on his body as cold as a knife. The mountains on both sides were undulating like waves in the strong wind. The sky was thick with dark clouds. It was clearly ten o'clock in the morning, but the sky was as dark as night, and a heavy rain was about to happen. Coming to the mountains, there was no place to rest and shelter from the rain, so he could only lead the horse and speed up.
"Plop~" A cold raindrop fell on the face, followed by a "crackling" heavy rain.
It soon soaked through his outer clothes, and it was cold to the bone. Temple with red walls and black tiles. It stood silently in the wind and rain, with the dark sky and the mountains with dancing branches and leaves in the background.
Xiahou Aotian hesitated but still chose to lead the horse and walk towards the somewhat dilapidated temple.
When we arrived at the temple gate, we saw that the wooden door was ajar and full of holes. There were neither lanterns nor plaques under the eaves. It seemed that it had been abandoned for many years.
Xiahou Aotian breathed a sigh of relief, no one is good, no one means safety.
What he was most afraid of was opening the temple door and seeing a group of bandits taking shelter in the temple, which would be embarrassing.
Looking through the half-open wooden door, it was dark, silent, and full of shadows. Xiahou Aotian opened the inventory and took out a red half-finger hooter. He let out a "chi" from his palm, and flames rose up to a height of more than ten centimeters.
By the warm firelight, he led the horse across the threshold, walked towards the depths of the temple, and soon arrived at the main hall.
The hall is empty, covered with dust and cobwebs, and the base enshrined is not a Buddha statue, but a cracked statue of a god. This shows that this is not a temple, but a mountain god or a city god temple.
Xiahou Aotian wandered around the hall, not looking for wood, so he got some charcoal from the bamboo slips on his horse's back to make a fire.
Candidates who come to Beijing to take the exam may or may not bring some charcoal with them to keep warm. After all, they sometimes stay in the mountains at night.
After baking for about half a quarter of an hour, the chill was discharged from the body and the body was warmed up. Xia Hou Aotian looked at the darkened hall outside. It was still raining, and the water droplets were falling along the eaves like broken pearls.
The mountain breeze brought the splashing water vapor into the palace. The purple air was humid and cold. In summer, Hou Aotian put his coat on the horse's back and baked it with the help of the horse's body temperature and the charcoal fire.
Several hours of continuous hiking on the mountain trail made him physically exhausted. He yawned and took a nap, ready to regain his energy before continuing on the road. At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the palace in the silent rain. Abrupt and strange.
Xia Hou Aotian frowned. He didn't hear the footsteps at all before the knock on the door came.
