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Chapter 31: The Reason to Be a Hero(1/2)

The players off the field were a little confused about Wang He's sudden change, and their curiosity drove them to start the video recording.

As soon as Wang He finished speaking, Aphrodite and Venus walked onto the square together.

The two sisters were seen wearing clothes characteristic of their respective professions.

Aphrodite carried a small harp, while Venus carried a bright silver sword.

Although the two sisters are not particularly outstanding in appearance that is generally praised by players, their demeanor and actions when they appeared with Wang He completely attracted people's attention.

The two of them were assigned a special task by Wang He last night.

For this, Wang He paid a considerable amount of reward. He had already confirmed the results during the drill, and it was indeed worth the money.

"The wind in the night sky comes quietly from afar."

Aphrodite suddenly played the harp, and her sweet and light voice, accompanied by the accompaniment of the harp, fully demonstrated the bard's unique singing skills.

"In the silent square, the holy warrior held the giant sword that inherited the power of the goddess and moved forward in the direction indicated by the oracle."

She continued to talk, like a poet singing an ancient epic.

Like a character in her story, Venus took off her silver sword, held the hilt of the sword tightly, raised her hands to the right, dragged the sword body to the ground, and strode towards Wang He in the distance.

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The blade of the giant sword rubbed against the ground, and the sound of iron and stone stimulating the hearts of everyone present.

"At the end of the road, the paladin she saw evil."

"That evil figure has no emotion at all."

"He ignores the existence of all life and only pursues destruction and killing."

Against the backdrop of night, Wang He drew a gorgeous sword flower from his long black sword. His face was completely devoid of the piety and gentleness it had before.

The only thing that existed was a calm, slightly crazy smile.

"The so-called celebration is just a fun activity for ignorant believers to gather together to keep warm!"

"Evil will eventually come."

Wang He finished speaking in a cold voice, with indifferent eyes without any emotion. He stepped forward quickly and stabbed Venus in the heart with his sword without hesitation.

"Evil is extremely powerful, and the paladin can only rely on his own beliefs to support himself."

There was a trace of trembling in Aphrodite's voice, as if she was a little shaken.

With a clang, Venus could barely block Wang He's blow with her giant sword, but Wang He pursued the attack from other angles more nimbly.

Some mid-to-high-end melee players present were shocked by the continuous thrusts of the priest Wang He.

Wang He's sword skills are not flashy. It can be seen that his speed and strength are not very high, and there is no so-called swordsmanship school.

His sword is simple and precise.

It is a mortal swordsmanship that can be achieved by simply practicing swinging in the same direction repeatedly.

But what is terrifying is precisely the mortal swordsmanship hidden under Wang He's indifferent expression!

That kind of attack path that was as precise as prediction, and another sense of rhythm that seemed to have been tempered for thousands of times, made these melee players who relied on their own weapons couldn't help but observe his movements with rapt attention.

One sword, two swords, as calm as the gentle breeze and drizzle.

Three swords, four swords, but they were as crazy as a storm.

In this kind of ingenious and regular stabbing, all Venus, a paladin wearing full light armor, can do is to use all his strength to arrive and then wait for the opportunity to swing the giant sword, taking advantage of the long soldiers to slightly

Keep distance.

In just a few breaths, several wounds appeared on her body caused by her inability to dodge.

"There is more than one evil place!"

Aphrodite suddenly exclaimed loudly, and people followed her gaze and looked somewhere.

A white figure rushed out from that direction, and with a brilliant hammer blow, Venus was knocked back several meters with her sword.

Under the night, Sashan's long white hair was blowing in the wind, and her bright red eyes made everyone present feel a little uneasy.

No one dared to look directly into that gaze.

Many people felt a little worried when they saw Venus in danger.

Even though they knew it was a performance, players still couldn't help but sigh: "This performance is too real!"

Players complained one after another.

"Why did you suddenly become a villain?"

"Two against one, bullying a cute girl, how despicable!"

"What exactly is this plot cutscene trying to express?"



Venus ignored the attention of everyone, supported the ground with her giant sword, and stood up slowly while swaying her body.

She wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth with a stern expression, clenched the giant sword again, and looked directly at Wang He with a firm gaze.

"O God, I offer my most sincere prayer!"

Venus suddenly knelt down half-kneeling, raised one hand high, as if to offer something, and shouted.

At this time, Wang He was pointing at her with the tip of his sword. With his indifferent expression, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he was mocking something.

It seems that with Venus's prayer, a ray of moonlight suddenly turned into a substantial light curtain, and quickly integrated into Venus' body.

This magical transformation made the onlookers' eyes brighten.

In response, Aphrodite suddenly turned around and faced all the onlookers.

Her voice was filled with exciting power, and she shouted to everyone present: "Hero!"

"Which of you is the hero who can defeat all evil?"

"Which one of you is the hero who can not be afraid of evil and save the girl in danger?"

"Which of you is willing to be this hero?"

When she said this, some enthusiastic players immediately took out their weapons and took a step forward.

"I!"

Some of the following players followed with a somewhat amused smile.

"And I."

Some people who wanted to leave the country or get mission rewards did not miss this opportunity.

"Me me me!"

Some players who were watching the excitement were not too big a deal, and now they unexpectedly got the opportunity to beat up the core NPC Wang He.

They immediately geared up and, without saying a word, happily took out their weapons and charged forward.

This is a great opportunity to become famous!

Wang He's eyelids twitched wildly, secretly thinking that Aphrodite's adaptation and interpretation of the script was a bit too vivid.

If he doesn't do something, I'm afraid there will soon be an article similar to:

The news that "NPC Abel was actually the villain and was beaten to death by the players after being exposed - participants received mysterious rewards from the goddess Melika" appeared on the headlines of major game media.

"Dear heroes from afar!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Wang He raised his long sword to the top of his head, with the tip of the sword facing upwards.

A ray of moonlight that was the same as the one on Venus suddenly appeared and quickly merged into the sword body and Wang He's body.

The pitch-black long sword suddenly erupted with a dazzling silver-white light.

And his smile became as warm as before again.

"In this world, just like light and darkness, there is good and evil. And the host of this celebration, our great goddess Melikai, is the embodiment of goodness."

"She is kind, but extremely powerful. She is never afraid of any evil, but she will never allow evil to step on our territory."

"Here I want to announce a regrettable news to you."

"This celebration that we are celebrating together has now been targeted by some evil force!" Wang He showed a dismissive look.

Then, he suddenly pointed his sword at everyone, with a solemn look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Visitors from afar, you who choose to become heroes!"

"When evil comes, I hope you can pick up your weapons and show your strength."

"Like a true hero, guard this celebration that belongs to us together with me!"

Those players who had been incited and aroused by Aphrodite, especially the close combatants, took out their weapons in tacit agreement.

"good!"

A small roar broke out on the field.

For the players, this is an instruction for a large-scale mission. For the indigenous people, it is a prophetic edict from a messenger.
To be continued...
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