"It's me, Joey, open your eyes and look, Joey, my sweetheart, my mother's favorite sweetheart..."
Joy Sandra opened her eyes and found herself in a thick, dark fog. A familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared in front of her, calling her with a voice that was affectionate and scary.
"Joy, it's me, mom, don't you remember me?"
"Mother……"
Joy Sandra remembered who the owner of the voice was, and immediately her surroundings changed.
In a dark, humid, cramped thatched house, a young woman with a sad look but delicate features was feeding a baby in her arms. The wet firewood in the fire pit splashed out sparks and smoke, making everything in the house look like
The devil's claws are twisting.
"Tomorrow is Sunday, God's grace tax... But at home..."
The young woman gently touched the baby's cheek and said numbly to the hunchbacked man sitting beside her.
The man raised his head, and Joey was shocked when he saw it. This was his father, the man who sent her to the monastery. Before leaving, he touched her face with his rough palms and said to her with hope and suffocation.
, "Serve Mr. Bayero well, in the future... in the future...", and two years later, a man who starved to death at home with his three-year-old brother.
"If that doesn't work, just use the last bag of bitter wheat!" The father said calmly, as if he was talking about someone else's family affairs, "The Lord sees it!"
The young woman lowered her head sadly, and the baby in her arms suddenly vomited out its shriveled vagina and cried loudly.
The young woman coaxed her while looking towards Joey's position, "I really hope Joey will grow up quickly."
Father's wrinkled face also became vivid, and he said: "Our Joey is beautiful, we will definitely become Master Ron's maid in the future, we will definitely"
Joey heard himself say, "Mom, I'm hungry!"
The woman quickly opened the other side of her dress, revealing her other shriveled breast, and stretched out a hand.
"No!"
Joey shouted in her heart, but her body moved towards the woman step by step.
"Eat, eat!"
The woman's face was half-smiling, and her father's expression became very strange. The baby brother suddenly turned his face and broke his thin neck with great force, "Get away, bitch!"
"ah!!"
Joey felt something was wrong. She was pulled into the woman's arms with great resistance, "Eat, Joey, my sweetheart, my mother's favorite sweetheart."
The father also said, "Our whole family depends on you, Joey!"
A mouthful of hot milk was like lava, and Joey's soul began to wail in pain. The palm that slapped her back turned into a dark ghost claw, and the woman's beautiful face began to twist and stretch, becoming like
An octopus!
The baby's brother turned into a little devil with sharp teeth. He was looking at her bitterly and spitting poisonous tongue, "It's all you, all the reason why I starve to death. It's all just to get you bribes for the priests."
The two silver coins were all yours, so my mother went back to work as a prostitute, and she got sick and died in the smelly pool outside the city. It was all you..."
"No, no, not me, not me!!"
Joy was finally able to speak. She struggled to raise her head from the entanglement of the woman's tentacles. Her eyes were bleeding and her mouth was bleeding. Her seven-year-old body grew rapidly, and she soon became a senior priest and a devout believer of the goddess of the night.
, "That is the test of the night. All suffering in the world is..."
"Haha, do you believe it? Do you believe it? Joey, my sister, ask your heart, do you really believe it!?", the little devil brother screamed loudly, "You know in your heart that your Lord does not
Needed, but your priests, bishops, archbishops, cardinals, nobles, lords, kings, they need it, and your Lord needs them to help shepherd you foolish, often lost lambs!”
"No, no, no!"
"Aha, now you are just like them, Joey, but what about us, what we have done to make you a noble priest, look at it, look at it!"
"I didn't want to either. I wanted to make up for it, but it's too late. Mom, mom, you believe me..." Joey eagerly confided to his mother who had turned into an octopus and tentacle monster. His father's head grew from the side of his mother's head.
He said, "We believe in you Joey, you have always been the hope, the only hope of our family."
"But Joey...", the mother said, "Why is this all, why is our family so miserable? We are so pious and paid the last bag of bitter wheat for our faith. Why!"
"That is the Lord's test. Man is born with sin, and we are atonement for our sins..."
"Joy, it would be great if there were no gods in this world. We don't have to..."
"No, no, such rebellious and blasphemous words should not come out of your mouth, mother..."
"But why, Joey, why, why didn't your mother return to the Kingdom of God, why did your brother and I have to fall into the abyss, why!"
"Because, because..."
The little devil brother laughed, his mouth and nose bleeding as he laughed, "Because my mother is a prostitute, and she was infected with all kinds of diseases and died in the smelly pool. How can such an unclean person be included in the Kingdom of God? Because we are too poor to afford it.
The church's taxes can only starve to death..."
"No, no, it's not like this, it's not..." Joy was frightened. She looked at her 'family' pleadingly, begging them to forgive her and forgive her for her beliefs.
"Your brother is right, Joey." Mom's words shattered this extravagant hope, "Why, why are there gods, nobles, and kings in this world? Without them, we can live very well..."
"Yes, Joey", his father's head was squeezed by his mother's so that it could only reach the elbow socket. "Without them, this world would be a paradise, wouldn't it!?"
"No, no, don't do this, don't..."
"What are you going to do, my sister!", the younger brother continued to spit venomous words, "Are you going to punish us? Are you going to take us back for trial? Are you going to send us to the stake? Will you?"
"I, I..."
Hesitation and wavering made the fortress in Joy's heart crack from the foundation. Part of her clear reason and firm belief angrily rebuked her hesitation and hesitation, while the other part was filled with family affection, guilt, confusion, hatred, etc., and protested loudly.
With.
So, the confrontation that tore her soul apart happened.
In the dark night camp, in the middle of the altar with monsters wandering everywhere, that pure, strong, beautiful, and unyielding figure was finally eroded and destroyed. Half of her became dark, with devil wings growing out, and half of her face was evil.
The coquettish, erected irises shone with a red light of pure malice, half of it still maintained its original appearance, but it was in pain, numbness and despair.
The two eyes belong to the same person, but they no longer belong to the same will. They both look at the same location, on the same person.
"Damn, what a stupid head!" Bei Gaoyang wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead and said in an angry tone.
"You're going to hell, devil!" Two Joeys said in two voices at the same time, but their tone and metaphor were completely different.
The fallen senior priest is nothing but a piece of shit. When Bei Gaoyang raised his hand, a purple lightning flash appeared.
"Hey, I've been putting up with you for a long time!"
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The level 16 Night Priest was wandering on the hillside. In the bushes, Zhang Miao, Hu Xinmin, Ruoran Brother, Xie Changting, and Erniu had recovered their physical strength. The level 15 thief Hu Xinmin entered stealth and quietly touched it out.
Once a monster exceeds level 15, the difficulty of spawning monsters will skyrocket. Below level 15, it is just like chopping melons and vegetables. A player with a similar level can almost pass the level alone, but it is different when it exceeds level. Ordinary monsters also have the strength of elites, which requires teamwork.
, brushing is efficient.
Hu Xinmin, a thief, was "assigned". The slots of the four professions in the team were all occupied. He had no choice but to make sacrifices for the team. After becoming a thief, he discovered the fun of this profession.
Let's put it this way, among the five professions currently open, thief is the one that best meets the imagination of a "chivalrous man". He has super high agility, super high movement speed, and a lot of basic critical damage. Even the skill CD time is super long.
, and cannot cover up its shining point.
While sneaking, Hu Xinmin felt like he had turned into a shadow, and instinctively chose the most suitable route. In the eyes of his teammates, it was like taking a 'Lingbo Microstep', always landing in the blind spot of the monster's warning range.
Launched [Backstab] at the most suitable position.
"-119"
The Night Priest roared, and his health bar dropped by only a quarter. After Hu Xinmin broke away from stealth, he led the roaring monster into the ambush point preset by the team.
First there was a [Battle Cry] that interrupted the monster's possible action of summoning companions, and then there was the straight-line afterimage of [Charge]. However, the stun was immune to the monster, which caused Brother Ruoran's [Continuous Skill] to fall into the air.
, the Night Priest struck back with a sword, cutting off half of his health.
This attack is insanely high.
Zhang Miao and Xie Changting in the back felt their scalps numb when they saw it. [Mage's Hand] was immediately triggered, and a giant palm made of shadow pinched the monster. This time, the control effect was not immune. When Xie Changting saw this, he immediately canceled it as insurance.
[Binding Arrow] has been replaced by [Exploding Arrow] which requires one second of charging.
With the improvement of equipment and base attributes, the archer's damage is no longer scraping. Xie Changting's strength is 19 points, coupled with a green longbow with fire damage, the continuous arrows are like fire rain, boom
Boom boom... dozens of densely packed damage values popped up, the lowest was -2, the highest was -33. Added together, it was no more than the thief's backstab plus critical hit.
The monster's blood volume dropped by two-thirds. After it was out of control, it was stopped in place by Xie Changting's [Binding Arrow]. Hu Xinmin took the opportunity to step forward to level A. Erniu's face was full of [Blessing], and Brother Ruoran brought the afterglow of blessing.
, raise your shield to block the path of the monster attacking the mage.
Zhang Miao was halfway through singing the fireball technique.
The Night Priest was out of control. In this 2.5-second gap, Brother Ruoran raised his shield to withstand the monster's full counterattack. The shield he had just replaced lost its durability after the fourth attack. The monster's long sword drove straight in. Before Brother Ruoran,
Stabbed three times in a row!
"Ah, my armor!"
Erniu's face was filled with a "Hymn" that brought Brother Ruoran back from the brink of death. He had no time to complain that he wanted money rather than his life. Hsieh Chang-ting's "Shadow Arrow" could not bring away the hatred. Hu Xinmin had no choice but to step forward to replace Ruoran.
I blocked the monster's damage.
-77
At this moment, two-thirds of the thief's life was taken away. Seeing that the monster's long sword began to gain momentum again, thank God, Zhang Miao's [Fireball Technique] was finally completed, and a fist-sized fireball shot out.
The monster had a premonition of the danger of death and subconsciously made evasive movements, but then it spawned.
"boom!"
The flames of the explosion dyed the battlefield red, and the monster's body was in pieces, leaving nothing behind the large mosaic.
"Gan!"
Brother Ruoran spat and lay down exhausted. The others were not much better. In less than two minutes of fierce fighting, they experienced life and death several times. Fighting such monsters was simply more tiring than playing a dungeon.
[You killed 16 Night Priests]
[You have gained 10 points of camp reputation]
[You gained 120 experience points (20% team bonus)]
It takes 10,000 experience points to level up from 15 to 16, and you need to farm 80 Night Priests to level up. In theory, 160 minutes is enough, but in reality?
This is not about moving the keyboard and shaking the mouse.
It takes two minutes to farm one, and it takes at least 10 minutes to rest. This is still not an ideal situation for the loss of potions and equipment.
Brother Ruoran was still worried that his green armor had lost too much durability. Erniu couldn't help but said, "This can't go on like this. Lao Nie, why don't you equip that adamantine giant sword!?"
Brother Ruoran hadn't made up his mind yet, so he took out another white shield from his backpack and said, "I still have some in stock!"
"Damn, look over there!"
Erniu pointed at the leveling team on the other side of the hillside. The same team of 5 people was much more efficient than them. On average, each person had two to three special skills. It took less than a minute to farm a priest on average, and there was no more.
They are so miserable that they don't need much rest.
In particular, their warriors can always bear the damage of monsters alone, and other professions can do their best damage. Brother Ruoran is actually holding back. It is precisely because of his unqualification that the team has such a hard time farming and working so hard.
Of course, there is also equipment.
Although the five people are wearing green equipment, most of them are enchanted green equipment, which is the most rubbish among green equipment. They either only have enchantment effects, or only have special effects without stunts. Occasionally, one or two special effects, stunts, and enchantments will appear.
, the best 3+2 items were also exchanged for money by them.
"If this continues, let alone level 20, level 18 will be enough!"
Hsieh Chang-ting also stepped forward to lend his support.
"Yes, Lao Nie, it's time for you to pay attention."
Hu Xinmin also advised.
If Brother Ran is still hesitant and switches to a force battle, the battlefield will be nothing but a meat pile. Once the charge enters the cooldown, other professions will be able to walk him like a dog, unable to catch up and out of reach. How many force battles are like this?
Play to death.
If you don't change it, it won't make sense. You won't be able to pass this level now. Alas, I wish I had a top-notch body.
"Turn, turn, the battlefield requires cooperation, not for you to fight alone!" Zhang Miao couldn't help but come out to persuade.
"Turn, turn, I've turned, Gan!"
Brother Ruoran couldn't ignore the unanimous request of his teammates, so reluctantly, he changed out some of the enchanted green equipment that increased agility, replaced them with a whiteboard that increased strength, and then added the 4 points of free attributes that had not been used until now.
In terms of strength, equipped with the two-handed [Adamantine Giant Sword], the strength attribute reached a terrifying 28 points.
He easily carried the giant sword that looked like a door panel on his shoulder. Brother Ruoran's figure seemed to have grown a lot thicker. He whirred and swung the 'door panel' twice, and it felt as if it was nothing.
"prestige!"
"handsome!"
"This is a macho guy!"
The support from his teammates made Brother Ruoran laugh twice. After he had rested, there was no need for Hu Xinmin to attract the monsters, so he walked into the guard area of the Night Priests generously, used a [Battle Cry] to attract the monsters, and then 'door panel'
'One vertical stroke, easily blocking the monster's attack, one special skill [Sweep], knocking back the monster for one second, and then launching [Charge]. After the strength attribute is improved, the monster is no longer immune to the stun of the skill.
This time it was very easy to clear. It took 1 minute and 10 seconds. Everyone still had some energy left, so they had to clear two monsters in a row before taking a break.
The efficiency has more than doubled. This is the effect brought by a top-quality piece of equipment.
"If there are good things in the future, don't be in a hurry to sell them," Hsieh Chang-ting said with a sigh during the break.
"Yes, I have earned enough money!" Zhang Miao also nodded.
I can't help it, I'm used to being poor. Whenever I have something good, I feel at peace if I don't exchange it for money. I'm afraid of deletion, fear of depreciation... in short, I'm afraid of everything.
