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This is a mountain range in the western part of Praia.
Due to terrain constraints, the altitude of the mountains is not high. It's just that because of the dangerous road conditions and the presence of wild animals, residents are generally reluctant to set foot in this mountain range.
But on this day, many people gathered in a hidden cave in the mountains.
Inside the cave, flames rose.
In the center of the flame, stood a blond man. He had a pair of green eyes, like emeralds, and had a unique melancholic temperament about him.
He stood in the center of the flames, but the white robe on his body was not ignited by the flames. He stretched out his hands as if hugging something, and his expression looked extremely fanatical.
Beside him, hundreds of residents in shabby clothes knelt down. They clasped their hands, lowered their heads and whispered, praying to him.
“…we offer our devotion to you, great messenger of heaven.”
They knelt down and whispered, their dark heads lined up, all bowing their heads to the man in the center of the flames.
Flames surrounded them. They were all sweating and their faces were red, but they seemed not to notice the excessive temperature.
The man smiled brightly and seemed satisfied with this scene.
Separated by a mountain wall, behind him, there were four people sitting in a circle, bored.
"That guy Burris is really endless." The bald white man spat on the ground with a somewhat impatient expression.
Next to him, a girl with twin tails carrying a big gun spit out the gum in her mouth:
"Alex, please be considerate. After all, his profession is somewhat special. If we want to win this sea feast, we need his strength."
"...a profession that uses words and emotions as its only judgment points, using its own fanatical emotions to infect other NPCs..." The blue-haired woman holding the blue ice crystal staff laughed, leaning against the mountain wall, looking at the things in front of her. bonfire.
The shadow of the bonfire danced wildly on the mountain wall, and the emotional call of the man behind him kept ringing, bringing with it repeated echoes.
"Burris...he is such a great guy and a professional." The blue-haired woman said.
"Magical stick! Divine stick!" A loud cry sounded.
"Pearl, shut up your parrot." The blue-haired woman turned back.
Behind her, a person covered in a rabbit costume slowly raised his head. On her shoulders, a red and green parrot hovered, with a pair of small black eyes shining with wisdom. .
She stretched out her hand and nodded the parrot's head. The parrot made a strange "squeaking" sound, and then closed its beak.
After a while, the blond man came over from the other side of the mountain wall.
Behind him were hundreds of residents who lowered their heads and murmured like zombies.
"Done?" The girl with twin tails blew bubbles.
"This group of lovely residents will become our useful backup force during the sea feast in two days' time." Burris smiled.
The firelight traced on his fair face, and his eyes seemed to be beating with illusory fire.
"No matter what the specific rules are at that time, we already have a huge advantage..." He said softly, with a calming force in his voice.
"Burris." The blue-haired woman said: "We are not sure of defeating the first player. I just looked at the rankings and his combat power has exceeded 2,000. Is it possible for these unarmed residents of yours?"
"The power of the crowd is great, Peixue." Burris spread his hands: "Maybe you just don't know how to use them."
Peixue laughed, and the blue light of the ice staff in his hand flashed.
"I still remember that you still have to tell people stories."
"Well..." Burris lowered his head and pondered: "The previous story has been told, but his answer was very unexpected."
He whispered:
"The mermaid princess who seduced the captain is not guilty, and the residents who enjoyed a happy life are not guilty... However, he would think that the captain himself was guilty for not communicating with the mermaid princess. It is a wonderful way of thinking. He is really a genius. Someone I didn’t expect.”
"Nonsense, if he were an ordinary person, he wouldn't be the number one player."
"Yes, so... I have thought of a new story to tell him." Burris smiled and said: "Look, he and I are so destined to meet this time. Obviously I don't have a tracking number. Props, but I successfully met him with such a small probability... Moreover, even the character I possessed was so similar to my real appearance, and it could leave the deepest impression on him. This is simply a God-given fate..."
"You madman, do whatever you want, just don't delay our mission." Clara, the girl with two ponytails, sneered.
"How could it be? I understand him. He is also a storyteller. He will be willing to listen."
"I think the most likely thing is that he cut you with a sword." Clara swung down the big gun in her hand, the silver bayonet bulged, and the cold light on the blade drew an arc: "Just like me."
"No." Burris put his finger in front of his lips, his green eyes filled with extraordinariness: "We are all people who pursue our beliefs, he will understand me."
Clara turned away her face and laughed.
The remaining people looked at each other and did not continue the topic.
Normal people and crazy people cannot communicate.
The lunatic will only get better and better at trapping them, infecting them with his words and emotions, and then getting them, normal people, in.
Not to mention that Burris is a world-famous madman with a reputation comparable to that of Dark Priest Angel.
Burris's profession is closely related to his own words and emotions. If he hadn't really passionately loved his so-called faith, his words would not have such great control over these NPCs. It was obviously just an ordinary advanced priest profession, but he suddenly created the bug effect of group temptation.
Over the course of several copies, he seemed to be getting more and more crazy.
"Follow the plan tonight?"
In the silence, the rabbit doll made a sound.
Her voice was soft and waxy, and seemed a bit muffled through a layer of doll clothes.
"Let's go." Burris smiled.
As he walked, the white robe on his body gradually became dyed with color, like a fire pouring on his clothes. The flames turned into lines and hovered behind him, and strands of silver threads intertwined into mysterious runes on the cuffs and corners of his clothes. .
That is the attire of the cardinal of Yunshang City.
He stretched out his hand, and a golden scepter emerged under his hand.
He walked out of the cave, and the residents behind him were like zombies, following in vain.
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After the extremely despicable betrayal, Su Mingan didn't have time to choose a new heir.
As soon as eight o'clock arrived, he was kicked out by the night copy and returned to his bed.
The moment he opened his eyes, he was still very alert. He remembered that someone was hiding in his house last night.
But after looking around for a week, he found that the man had left.
So far, Su Lin's three special abilities, transformation, confusion, and barrier control, have all been unlocked.
Transformation and Confusion Su Ming'an knows how to use it, just click on the panel towards the person, but controlling the enchantment...
Generally speaking, releasing skills requires specific gestures or voices. Even if you don't speak, you can release the skill by moving your mouth with your mouth closed and chanting.
This setting has made countless middle-level players who are eager to fight with moves very happy, so it is very normal for them to shout lines like "Phantom Invisible Sword" and "The Demon King is coming" to fight.
However, the players at the top of the list rarely call out the name of the move, they only recite it silently, otherwise they give the opponent time to react in advance.
Su Mingan opened the panel and tried it, but there was no response.
He raised his hand and tried again, wanting to set up a barrier in the room, but got no response.
He was silent for a moment.
"Put up a barrier," he said.
There was silence.
The house was very quiet, and there was no enchantment fluctuation.
He gave up on this thing for the time being and opened the door directly.
The fresh air of Playa is still outside, and today is the sixth day of daylight when the dungeon has been opened.
The barrage has started. Good morning daily:
【Good morning! 】
【morning! 】
[Today is also a day to play idle games. 】
[Am I the only one who still remembers the second cleaning task that stretched my hips last night? There are obviously no soul clans on Thirteenth Street, but the soul hunting leader still sends a mission to Brother Ming'an in a serious manner. Is this a joke? 】
[Brother Ming'an has taken control of the soul clan. Let's wipe out the soul hunters as soon as possible. It looks annoying. 】
[By the way, Storm Branch posted a post on the World Forum and apologized to Su Mingan, saying that women should not be used as negotiation tools... This light made me shout for justice. 】
[Am I the only one who still cares about how Yamada Machichi is doing...Yamada Yamada, mom misses you...]
Perhaps because the festival is approaching, this group of people seems to be talking a lot more. Su Mingan originally wanted to stand for a while and then go back to catch up on her sleep, but found that she was not sleepy.
He stood for a moment, remembering what the old lady said to him earnestly yesterday afternoon.
Among them, the one that impressed him the most was the sentence "What people should focus on is not to gain happiness or avoid pain, but to see the meaning of life." 】
He took out the rice cake candy that the old lady forced on him yesterday from his backpack and ate it to regain his strength.
…Has he already seen the meaning of life?
Is everything he is doing now considered a personal wish?
Although sometimes he talks about group coercion, he is actually a member of the group himself.
In such an environment, even he himself gradually couldn't tell whether he was one of the people being kidnapped.
The old lady is a rare and sensible elder.
Even though he was living in such a difficult environment, her words still inspired him, who was already a little numb.
He was eating rice cakes and candies when he suddenly realized something was wrong.
...It seems a little too quiet.
He turned around and suddenly found that the sewing machine that always creaked in the morning was silent now.
Through the window covered by the screen, he saw that the cloth placed beside the table was gone, the sewing box was placed quietly aside, and there was no one on the chair.
There was a faint coughing sound from inside the door, but there was no sound of anyone's footsteps.
Su Ming'an got on a boat and sailed towards the Central Soul Hunting Department. Suddenly he saw a group of armored soul hunters walking through the street carrying supply boxes and heading towards Thirteenth Street.
...Why would the soul hunter responsible for distributing resources come to a place like this?
He heard the old lady say that today is obviously not the day to distribute subsidy resources...
"I heard something happened last night." The boatman in front said while rowing.
"Something happened?" Su Mingan asked.
"There was a big fire over there at night. I could see it when I opened the window at night. The fire... almost turned the sky red. I wonder if it was caused by water."
"..."
Su Mingan had some bad premonitions.
Boats passed by in the river, and more and more people walked along the streets.
After getting off the boat, he rushed directly to the Central Soul Hunting Department, and suddenly saw that at the door of the Soul Hunting Department, there were surprisingly many people today.
In the past, only soul hunters were walking quickly here, and there were no people there during the day. However, now it is crowded with people, and the area is almost completely surrounded by residents who are just watching the excitement.
The residents seemed to be gathered together, looking at something, and noisy conversations could be heard:
"...How could someone do such a thing? It's too scary."
"It's what those soul tribes did again. These things are really inhumane..."
"Mom, what is that? It's so scary..."
"Let's go, don't look at this kind of thing, dirty eyes..."
The bits of rice cake candy fell from his hand, and Su Mingan squeezed through the surging crowd.
"Damn it, whoever is squeezing me, stop squeezing, stop squeezing!" People complained.
"What kind of person is he? He has no quality."
"Shh... keep your voice down, maybe he is a soul hunter." Someone advised in a low voice.
"What's wrong with Soul Hunter?? I know the corpse hanging above. She is an old woman with a good temperament on Thirteenth Street. She has never offended anyone in her life. Such people have died so miserably. Can Soul Hunter protect us? Huh??" This was a sharp female voice.
"..."
Su Mingan didn't know how she felt when she heard this.
He just squeezed forward and raised his head following people's gaze.
He looked into the harsh morning light.
On the building next to the Soul Hunting Headquarters, iron pillars were raised high.
Like a flag, a figure in black coarse clothes with narrow sleeves hangs from the top of the iron pillar.
There were scorching flame wounds on her body, as if she had been burned by something. There was a huge hole in her chest, and the blood had dried up.
Her silver strands swayed slightly in the sea breeze, and her low-hanging hair was swaying with a layer of morning light, like solidified winter snow.
Because the height of the hanging was too high, the soul hunter below was still building a ladder and discussing how to quickly take the person down.
"Stop looking, stop looking! Everyone go back to their homes!"
The uniformed soul hunter yelled at the crowd, pushed them, and spat on the ground: "...It's really disgusting. These guys from the soul tribe just kill people and hang them up. How much hatred is this... …”
"You have to take down the body quickly, otherwise the impact will be too bad." The soul hunter next to him said.
"I know that someone above created a barrier. Generally speaking, only the person who set up the barrier can lift it. Otherwise, it can only be broken by force. If it is broken by force, the body will be torn into pieces..."
The soul hunters were discussing when they suddenly saw a young man with black hair and holding rice cakes and candies slowly walking over.
His steps were slow, but he could easily pass through the crowds of people, walking forward as if he didn't see them.
"This is a closed area. No idlers are allowed to enter..." They stood in front of the young man.
Su Ming'an didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand.
"Wow--"
There was a cracking sound.
The barrier was lifted under his control without causing any damage.
It seemed as if shiny glass fell from the sky, and fragments of it fell to the ground like stars.
Su Mingan raised his head and saw a fragment of light,
…
The dark flag fell.
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