Chapter 37 On the Beginning of the Year of Shadows
(I almost forgot to update this...)
Night fell in Oras and it was already very late, but Xiao Fen and the others still managed to get a carriage. After all, the power of gold coins cannot be underestimated. The NPC coachman was awakened from his dazed dream.
He was swearing and swearing while driving, but the ride was fairly smooth.
This is a large shed carriage, suitable for traveling long distances and loading goods. It is quite comfortable to wear some blankets. Yun Na sat at the back of the carriage. She looked behind the carriage, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, and then she raised her hand.
Tried to cast a spell - the spell failed three times, but finally succeeded.
Xiao Fen pulled the kitten to a corner. He took out thirty gold coins and put them in the kitten's hand. He whispered: "Pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other!"
The kitten frowned: "So few, that thing looks very important to you!"
The mage's eyes narrowed and he said angrily: "I'm not a businessman."
The kitten shrugged its nose, took out the page from her arms and handed it to the mage. Xiao Fen pulled the page away, touched it happily, and then gently placed it on the Book of Doomsday, a faint red light flashed
came, and the system prompt sounded: "The player obtains the fifth page of the Doomsday Book, and the Doomsday Book gains part of its power."
"What is that-" the kitten asked curiously.
At this time, Yun Na turned around and said calmly: "Someone is following us, and he is riding a horse."
Xiao Fen was startled for a moment, and then he immediately remembered something. He was secretly worried, but he waved his hand and said, "Leave it to him, we just need to be careful."
Yun Na looked at Xiao Fen, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
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South, where the meteorite landed half a month ago——
Soth felt that he was probably the unluckiest player in the entire south of Oras today, at least in the game. In the morning, he broke up with his girlfriend in the game because of a trivial matter. Of course, this was a comparison.
In consideration of his self-esteem, it is more realistic to say that he was dumped; at noon, a local union broke up a piece of magic equipment due to a dispute a few days ago; seeing that the afternoon was a little peaceful, who
I know someone who doesn’t pay attention...
He sighed and looked at the two guys on both sides who were carrying him forward. The two men were wearing black cloaks with red stripes that covered their faces. The arms exposed under the cloaks were covered with armor with fine scales.
You can notice that the crossbow and long sword are hung on the belt buckle, and the boots under the cloak are black chain boots. In short, this piece of equipment should be considered valuable.
The only thing that allowed Soth to identify the opponent was probably a black holy symbol pinned to the opponent's cloak near the left chest. It was a hand that was stuck in the quagmire - the fingers were pale and stretched toward the sky, slowly and desperately.
Slowly sinking into the black mire below.
He knew that these guys were priests, and as a paladin, Soth was familiar with the emblems of all the gods on this land, but he racked his brains and couldn't think of when such a god had such a holy emblem.
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"Damn it! After taking a nap, he was restrained, tied into rice dumplings, and carried like cargo! Is there any mistake?" He almost cursed in his heart.
Then the jungle in front of him opened up, and the sunlight penetrated in, causing Soth to squint his eyes. He knew that this area was the area where the meteorite fell before the moon. I heard that there have been many strong monsters nearby recently, and players have already
I don’t dare to come here anymore.
After about ten minutes of progress, other figures began to appear around him. He noticed that they were some guys covered in black robes. Soth suddenly thought of something. When these men in black robes saw him,
Everyone began to whisper to each other, and some laughed harshly—at least it sounded harsh to Soth's ears.
"Aren't these guys the ones selling 'Rage Potion' nearby?" The kidnapped paladin was surprised. He knew that these were players. This group of players seemed to have recently developed a strange potion that could make the character consume half of the potion.
At the cost of life, the attack and casting speed are increased by 30%. Although the duration is short, it is still very useful. He heard that the sales volume of this potion is very high, and many players will not be stingy with the money of only 5 SP.
After all, it can save lives at critical moments.
Now Soth looked at these mysterious guys, and suddenly felt like he had entered a cult. He was a little creepy. He was not a very qualified paladin. At most, he could barely meet the standard of not being bad. In
He seemed to think that preserving his life was slightly more important than fighting against evil - of course, the more important thing was that the paladin could get a good mount for free.
At this time, his vision went dark, but he was dragged into a cave. Soth trembled and became a little scared.
The priest who held him hostage sneered and said hoarsely and heavily: "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."
Soth didn't dare to answer, but he cursed in his heart: "Damn it! Just try to bundle me up and drag me around... Damn it!"
"...Or should I say, this is your luck." The voice rang again. Then Soth felt like he was thrown to the ground heavily, just like throwing a bag of flour. He couldn't believe the pain.
This will be related to good luck.
Then, a sense of fear and depression rose from his heart and enveloped his whole body, but this feeling was quickly cleared away. Soth knew that it was his professional ability that played a role. He murmured: "Damn,
Could it be that there is a dragon here...and also injecting negative emotions! Contempt!"
"What a dragon!" A sound like metal friction sounded, and Soth bet that he had never heard such an unpleasant sound in his life.
"Dragon just represents a kind of power. With power, everything will be possible!" The voice said, but it sounded like a long chirping tone.
"Order can restrain power!" Soth retorted with his pitiful concept of a paladin. In fact, he himself didn't quite believe this statement.
"That just means that the restrained power is not strong enough! Unparalleled power can shatter all orders, and even the order itself is maintained by power! Therefore, power is supreme!" The metallic voice retorted sternly.
if.
Soss nodded, feeling that what the other party said made sense - although he was very angry that this guy kidnapped him in such a violent way just because he wanted to make such a speech.
"Okay! I admit that you are right...but who are you! You'd better not tell me that you are an NPC, otherwise I will definitely complain to the game company!" He raised his head and yelled angrily.
"I am Nessus, the Lord of Fear!" The voice calmed down and became softer in a rare moment.
"What?" Soth opened his mouth wide. He had no fear in his heart, but a strange thought flashed across his mind.
In the darkness, places that the paladin couldn't notice, such as his armor, began to slowly turn gray...