"Lord of the Snowfield? Holy Spirit, our duty is only to annihilate the magic thieves on this island. We really can't help much with the monsters on this island."
The moment Liushui Divine Chosen heard that the Holy Spirit was going to take them to hunt the monsters on this island, he immediately became scared. He didn't want to be bitten by the monsters on this island and get crystal disease.
But before Liushui Divine Selection could say the next word of rejection, a hearty laugh came from behind him, and that was the laughter of the Sunshine Divine Selection.
"Isn't it our duty to purify the plague from this island? The Holy Spirit has so enthusiastically invited us to hunt the strongest monster on this island. As warriors chosen by the gods, how can we back down!"
The Chosen God of Sunshine and the president of the Gray Eyes Association, the guild he is responsible for, really met each other late... Listening from the side, Jiang Qiao felt that the bald God Chosen and the Lion-Hearted Knight must have a lot to say.
"Don't forget that we are here to bring Sheral back." The Shadow Chosen reminded this heroic colleague.
"There will be no serious problem in leaving Sheral to the Holy Spirits for a period of time. I will take care of the chief priest's affairs."
The Chosen God of the Sun was the first to take the lead and pulled the president of the Gray Eye Society towards the edge of the forest. Among the six Chosen Gods, only the Chosen God of the Sun Yao agreed so quickly. The other four Chosen Gods all stood there and said goodbye.
Saying goodbye "No, no.", there was another Shadow Chosen who stood there silently for a moment...
She found that her legs were shaking. Now was not the time to be afraid!
The Shadow God Chosen pinched her thigh flesh with her hand, and after using the pain to suppress the trembling of her legs, she quickly followed up with the Sun God Chosen.
"Shari, I thought you Shadow Sect taught a group of cowards, but I didn't expect you to be the bravest among them."
The Chosen God of the Sun turned over and mounted his own horse tied to the tree...
"Do you really think that crystal disease can be cured?" The Shadow Chosen was not in a hurry to get on her horse. She came to the Sun Chosen and asked.
"Why not? The Holy Spirits completely purified one-seventh of the crystallized plague on the island in less than ten days after arriving on the island! It is not difficult to purify the other six-sevenths, and I have a good eye for people.
It’s accurate, every one of them is a brave warrior.”
The Sunshine God's Chosen spoke extremely highly of the Holy Spirits... After hearing this comment, the Shadow God's Chosen looked at a player walking past him who was wearing a pixel headgear and a round snowman costume.
"Huh? What's wrong? You want to fight?" McCafé noticed that the eyes of the two NPCs were focused on him.
"Do you Sunshine Sect define this as bravery?" The more the Shadow Chosen comes into contact with this group of Holy Spirits, the more unreasonable they feel.
"The clothes in other worlds are always different from ours! You can't be biased against the clothes of people in another world. Just look at their mounts, Shari... Even nightmares, creatures that exist in hell, are worn by them.
Tamed.”
The hand of Sunshine God's Choice pointed at Bubbles, the president of the Cola Mania Guild. Bubbles' mount was a nightmare with blue flames all over its body.
There are also creatures like nightmares in the legends of their world. According to rumors, any strong man who has tamed nightmares will not be burned by the hell fire of nightmares.
The nightmare that Bubble rides on is just a very ordinary model with a blue flame texture effect, but Jiang Qiao’s modeling and special effects are very good. Just looking at this nightmare has the word domineering written on it.
In terms of appearance, it makes people worry about whether the flames coming out of the bones of the nightmare will burn their buttocks.
"They also have a dragon. Is that a ghost dragon? It doesn't look like it, but anyway, Shari, you know that these mysterious creatures can't be tamed just by their strength."
This Sun God Chosen tried to convince the Shadow God Chosen with the various mounts of the Holy Spirits. These strangely dressed Holy Spirits were far beyond her imagination in terms of combat ability and character as a strong man.
In fact, what the Sun Chosen wants to exaggerate...is nothing more than the strength of the Holy Spirit. He wants the Shadow Chosen to believe that the Holy Spirits have the power to save the world and purify crystal diseases, and that they are great heroes summoned by God.
But the other Chosen Gods don't think so...the same goes for the Chosen Shadow Gods.
Secondly, the weird fashions worn by the Holy Spirits make them unable to associate with the image of a 'hero'. Another reason that makes the image of the Holy Spirits collapse is that they stay awake 24 hours a day in the initial stronghold.
Endless elderly mahjong singing and dancing.
Before the Shadow Divine Chosen formally greeted these Holy Spirits, they actually stayed at the initial stronghold for twenty-four hours, wanting to see if they had any other conspiracies in coming to this island.
But no...that's all these holy spirits do when they're not hunting on this island.
play cards.
Dance.
After finishing the drink, continue playing cards.
Ludo.
Form a clique and play cards together.
play cards.
When the Shadow Chosen was halfway through surveillance, he really wanted to catch a Holy Spirit and yell, 'Did Mother Earth bring you here just to let you play cards? Get out and spawn monsters!'
Now the Holy Spirits have finally come out in full force to spawn monsters, and have even dragged them along... but the Shadow God Chosen is not happy at all.
"Mr. Gray Eyes, my friend... are you ready to embark on an exciting ice dragon hunting trip?" The words of the God of the Sun interrupted her thoughts.
"Why do you speak with such a heavy accent?" Gray Tong is the president of the Gray Tong Association and is an exorcist by profession.
The exorcist is a change of profession from the priest, and the background story of the profession is from the same sect and origin as the far east region of Zhao Mingwei's telekinesis master.
Therefore, this profession introduces elements of the celestial talismans and shikigami. By releasing spell magic, there is also a profession that summons shikigami to fight for themselves. In addition, exorcists can also choose another route of power, that is,
His main weapon is converted into an axe, and he relies on swinging the giant ax to smash the enemy into pulp.
Gray White Tong is an exorcist who is both skilled in power and magic. Like Mo Shigui, he doesn't like to wear fashionable clothes, so Gray White Tong's style looks like that of a moral old monk.
"Translation? There are always one or two parts in your Holy Spirit's vocabulary that I can't understand." said the Divine Chosen on the Sun.
"It doesn't matter, I shouldn't choose this boring option, let me explain the mission... We have probably explored the coordinates of the Lord of the Snowfield. Considering that you crystal hunters cannot cause damage to the monsters on the island, what you need to do is
Help stop the avalanche.”
As the president of the guild, Hui Baitong is a serious type who cannot tolerate joking. The reason is because... his laugh point is too high.
Moreover, the tasks he is responsible for in the guild are different from those of Commander Mo Shigui. The tasks he is responsible for are more like a data analyst.
"Avalanches? Do you often encounter avalanches when hunting in snowy areas?"
"Yes, the terrain disaster mechanism in the snowfield is too frequent. Fire attribute skills that can cause large-scale damage may cause avalanches. We defeated two lord monsters in the snowfield and encountered avalanches twice in eight hours.
, two of them were caused by the Abyss Temple Guild next door. The avalanche will cause one-third of the health of our guild members to be reduced, and may disrupt the formation."
Gray-white pupils reported the battle situation on the battlefield to the Sun Chosen and the Shadow Chosen little by little.
Because at this time, the option "I hope you can help me do these things" has popped up in the dialog box of the God of the Sun.
In the eyes of Gray and White Tong, the NPC chosen by the God of the Sun is equivalent to a plot NPC that helps players pass the plot. This kind of NPC is either designed to be a burden that cannot do anything and requires players to protect him at all times, or it is designed to
The type of player who becomes so powerful that he can even kill the boss-level bodyguards of dungeon monsters instantly, which makes players feel great.
The Chosen God of the Sun is obviously somewhere in between. When Gray and White Tong was brushing the snowfield map, he was wondering that those large-scale avalanches were too damaging to the game experience, but now it seems that he lacks an NPC to lead the way.
"I will try my best to block the impact of the avalanche on you." The Sun Chosen agreed to Gray Eyes' request, and then turned his gaze to the Shadow Chosen next to him, "Look, Shari."
"What are you looking at?" The Shadow God's Choice didn't understand where the Sunlight God's Choice's full sense of superiority came from.
"Although the appearance of the Holy Spirit is very weird, they are all warriors full of wisdom and power! If this crystallized plague is purified by them, I think their figures galloping on Brand Island on their mounts should be used as sculptures
Be remembered by the world." The God of Sunshine almost blew up to the sky when he said this.
"I've skipped the plot dialogue for now, and it's time to go." Gray Tong didn't have any psychological fluctuations when he listened to the Sunshine God's choice. He has been playing online games for so many years and has licked the NPCs of players crazily, not to mention thousands of them.
There are also hundreds of them.
Now the gray-white pupils feel a little sleepy.
"Of course! My war horse is ready to gallop on the battlefield, but Mr. Gray and White Tong, why... why did you sit down?" The God of Sunshine looked down and found that Gray and White Tong sat down directly.
"This is my mount. I'm driving automatically to find the way. Remember to keep up."
"Your mount?" The God of Sunshine looked around and saw that it looked like...a wheelchair?
Could it be that Gray White Tong's legs and feet are inconvenient? No! Even if her legs and feet are inconvenient, it shouldn't affect riding.
"Do you need me to send someone to push this thing?" The God of the Sun still didn't understand what this wheelchair was. The Spirit Vein Forest and the Snowfield were not easy roads to walk on.
"It's not necessary. Remember to shout if you can't keep up." The gray-white pupils were still immersed in analyzing the snowfield map and the data on the monsters produced in the snowfield.
"?"
Next to him, a big question mark appeared on his forehead, but it was already too late. He only heard the roar of an engine, and then the wheelchair with gray eyes disappeared with a whoosh.
in front of him.
If the Chosen God of the Sun understood the language of communication between Holy Spirits, he would definitely have thought in his mind now, 'I lost to a wheelchair in the Spirit Vein Forest last night. He used inertia to drift around corners, and the speed of the car was very fast...'
"Then... what exactly is it?" Yaori Shenxuan touched his bald head and looked at the taillights of the car, whose gray eyes had faded away.
"I remember you just said that if this crystallized plague is purified by them, I think their figures galloping on Brande Island on their mounts should be remembered as sculptures by the world?"
The voice of the Shadow God's Chosen sounded in the ears of the Sun God's Chosen, possibly as a taunt. She repeated what the Sun Chosen had said before, and then she rode her horse to follow the retreating Holy Spirit army.
