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Chapter 23 Tar-Jorder 8

When a god heard Leglas’ complaint, the two people who went out to receive supplies came back.

In addition to returning with new quiver and supplies, they also held a box of finely crafted slender boxes in their hands.

"Captain! Good thing, the quarantine officer distributed five magic crossbows to us, and they were from the bed crossbow version!"

As he said that, Hakas put down the slender box he was holding carefully, and gently pulled open the lid to reveal the five magic crossbows lying quietly.

Looking at these five crossbows with crystal arrows, no one in the room would doubt their power. The ordinary crossbow version can instantly melt the Chaos Warrior into a slag. The power of the crossbow version is probably several times.

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Carter was even more calculating in his mind.

[The power of the crossbow version is equivalent to a defensive grenade. This crossbow version is probably the power of a large caliber howitzer. Any flesh and blood body will be seriously injured. The only thing that restricts their power is the hit rate.

The exile light made the living creatures dozens of meters away from all the corpses. This magical world is really terrifying! The scene in front of me is just the beginning, waiting for Chaos to shift his attention from Ruscia.

Go to Oshu'...']

Recalling the tragic tragedy at the end of the first great invasion, Carter couldn't help but tremble. If it weren't for the success of the Great Vortex Plan, Mrs. Osun's High Elves and the remaining intelligent races would have ushered in their end early.

Thinking of the scene where "devils are everywhere, there are as many mages as dogs, dragons are flying all over the sky, let alone the gods' choices, and then thinking about the time when I have to face all this with my spear and shield, Carter was trapped in his future for a moment

A dull expression appeared in his deep worried thoughts.

However, the surrounding spirits were not at his attention at this time, but surrounded the magic crossbow and looked carefully at the magic item that was rare on weekdays.

Carter, who had been in a pessimistic mood for a short time, recovered quickly. After all, he was much more energetic and did not become depressed in this way. After cheering up, he also joined the "spice" group watching the magic crossbow loss.

middle.

"Prepare these magic crossbows, and hurry up and drink some water and eat something, but don't eat too much, otherwise it will be easy to spit out after a while with intense exercise and tension."

As soon as Aragon reminded Carter, who hadn't felt anything, was thirsty and empty-handed, and hadn't eaten yet when he was pulled over in the morning.

After taking the bread with a little bacon, he ate it without hesitation. The food tasted average, but at least he could complete his job and fill the stomach of the eater, but if he didn't

It is easy to choke if you dispense some water.

Carter, who was eating bread quickly, was not idle with many thoughts and content flashing through his mind.

Although many thoughts and thoughts flashed through my mind, they all lacked the most important foundation: strength.

After inheriting the body and memory of his former owner, Carter's bow and gun skills have improved greatly. If he were in his previous life, he would probably have achieved good results with a naked bow in the Olympics, but in this world it would not

It's worth mentioning. Any elves of Aosun can be trained as long as they can take decades. No matter how hard or hard it is, even if it is a 'three-day fishing and two-day drying net' style practice, the elf is long

Lifespan can also reach this level, which is the advantage of the immortal seed.

Carter's eyes were a little unconscious after eating the bread.

[What should I do?... I am lucky to be born in Oshu'an, but I have no magical talent and no particularly excellent ability. In the next few decades of chaotic times, if I catch the opportunity well, I will definitely be able to seize it in a good way.

Can become the person who controls the overall situation and is responsible for playing chess! Not the piece! But I lack strength!]

Carter, with a strong unwilling mood, thought in his mind until his eyes were lost and his head was lowered.

But at this moment, no one noticed a little red light appeared in his blue eyes.

…………………………………………

Carter, who came to his senses, suddenly found himself in a strange environment, still wearing the same military uniform, but his weapons and equipment disappeared.

"Where is this!"

In his subjective consciousness, he just closed his eyes and appeared here.

The place where Carter was in looked blank, and there was nothing to refer to except to distinguish the floor and the sky.

"Where is this! Could it be the sub-space player? How could I be here?"

Looking at the strange environment around him, Carter was a little panicked. The surrounding environment was not like a normal world at all. Instead, it could be related to the unpredictable subspace. If you really enter a place like subspace

, It's better to die than life. Being able to commit suicide immediately is an easy way to die.

Just as Carter was thinking about yelling to vent his inner fear, a desk and chair rose up on the white ground not far away, and the normal color formed a sharp contrast with the pure whiteness around him.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the table and chair, Carter calmed down a lot, his nervousness and inexplicably fearful mood calmed down, but he still hesitated that he didn't know whether to approach the table and chair.

"What if something falls into a magic circle or a demon sets up?... But just standing like this is not a solution!"

After hesitating on the spot for five minutes, cold sweat came out, Carter finally took his already numb feet.

Carter, who slowly approached the table and chair, saw a book on the desk, an ordinary book with a brown crust, and an ordinary brown book without any titles or letters.

"What is this? With the urinary nature of the Warhammer world, could it be that a demon read my memory and formed a special trap? If I open it, it will be doomed?"

Carter, who was somewhat suspicious, did not open the book immediately, but finally made up his mind after a long psychological struggle.

"Anyway, I have arrived at such a strange place, and I have no way to go back. I have been dying sooner or later. I either starve to death or die of thirst. I'd better open it and see if there are any clues."

Carter pulled open the chair and sat down, holding the brown book in both hands and reading it on both sides.

"Sure enough, there is nothing, I can only open it."

Mixed with expectation, fear, fear and a hint of expectation, Carter opened the book, and then appeared before him a painting.

"Is this a wait-by-body portrait of an elf?... Wait, it looks quite like me like this! It's not right about the mole near the neck, this is me!"

After a moment of silence, Carter finally realized that the portrait was indeed himself. Although it was reduced according to the size of the image, both the mimicry and the similarity reached an astonishing height, almost as clear as the photo.

After swallowing, Carter turned on the second page and was stunned.

"Is this!? True or false?"

Carter, who was a little excited, immediately finished reading the second page without hesitation.

"Is this my attribute?"

The content on the second page is quite simple, just a radar-shaped attribute table is drawn, except that the magic is 'no'.

Carter, who was a little bit of pain, read it several times and confirmed that there was only a little bit of content. Carter had to turn to the third page to see something useful.

The content on the third page was a bit unexpected.

“What is this??”

Looking at the hand-painted turntable in front of me, Carter started to feel pain again.

There is no special reason, but the carousel is different in size and color, but the pattern on it is a question mark, and there is a green button to start, next to it, there is a number 1 and a red write

Put the stop button.

"I feel more and more that this is the subspace demon's trap...and is the turntable drawn on paper really turning?"

But then I thought that this was a magical world, Carter felt relieved and just hesitated whether to click a little on the start button.

Reason and understanding of the World of Warhammer tell him that it is best not to press it, because ghosts know if this is a kind of fraudulent contract from the demon. If you sell yourself a little, you will be done, but on the other hand, you will be deeply in your heart.

I am looking forward to it again, because no matter how you look at it, it looks like a turntable of a lottery. If you win something that can improve your strength, will it solve the urgent problem?

Carter obviously overestimated his ability to resist greed.

He and the world he lived in his previous life always complained about the decisions made by the characters when they encountered temptation when they watched certain sand sculptures, and most of them would be arrogant and believe that if they were themselves, they would definitely choose the best solution, but face it

Human beings cannot stand the test when there is real temptation.

After swallowing hard, Carter's expression became ferocious in an instant.

"I'm asking for it myself!"

After shouting this unrecognizable sentence, he made up his mind to press the green button on the third page.

And something magical happened. The turntable was obviously just a hand-painted picture, but after Carter pressed the green start button, the whole picture seemed to be "live". As the number 1 flew into the turntable, it was divided into hundreds of grids.

It starts to rotate at a speed that the naked eye cannot keep up with, and the red stop button below lights up at the same time.

Looking at the magical scene in front of him, Carter, who had received information bombing and various special effects scenes, did not act too surprised.

"It seems that I can only stop. Whatever I will stop depends on God's expression."

Carter, mixed with expectation and nervousness, took a deep breath, calmed his pounding heart a little, and pressed the red stop button.

The high-speed turntable immediately began to slow down. Ten seconds later, the hand in the direction of twelve o'clock stopped on a relatively large red grid, and the black question mark on it began to gradually blur and reveal a word.

"Tolerate?"
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