Chapter 215 Clues to the Light of Apocalypse
From various levels, Huo Yanyang and Cordoba’s heroic rescue of the old man was an accident. They originally just wanted to find a man here. A young shaman named Taki did a test, but he didn't expect anyone to attack here.
The fact that Duke Darkwing, a player with a high status among the grassroots cultists in Whispering City, suddenly came up with the idea to fight Qiu Feng was also accidental, and then the two accidentally bumped into each other.
What happened next is very clear. Huo Yanyang used [Passionate Flying Kick] to forcibly interrupt the old shaman's attempt to cast a spell, while Cordoba killed him playfully. killed two cultists, and then used extremely cruel methods to The trick turned the Dark Wing Duke who was trying to have a relationship into a mosaic. You can imagine the specific details of the feeling when we squeeze out the water after washing the towel. It shouldn't be too different...
In short, the scene was extremely bloody.
Anyway, the old orc shaman probably had never seen anything like this before. He opened his mouth and fainted with a loud sound.
“Are you squeezing juice?” Huo Yanyang looked at the rag-like body in the pool of blood with a pale face, retched twice and then gritted his teeth viciously at Cordoba. : "Can't you kill him in a healthier way?"
Cole Dowa shook his arms, walked not far away, and pulled out the Punisher's Staff M2K that was stuck upside down in another pool of blood: "That guy is too evil, we have to let him remember it, otherwise there will be another one in a few minutes." Bitch.”
“I understand the truth.” Huo Yanyang covered his mouth. He turned his head away and complained with disgust: "But can you not make the scene so bloody? I, who think I have a good psychological quality, can't stand it."
Cordo Wa walked back with a smile, while activating the magic weapon in his palm. The healing runes that were better than nothing restored the old shaman's physical strength, while looking at Huo Yanyang seriously: "'That guy's pain here will be greatly attenuated, so he must be a little bit cruel to make the girl remember. You should know this.”
"I've said it all! I understand all the truth!" Huo Yanyang twitched the corner of his mouth. He naturally knew that the player's pain in the World of Innocence would be reduced by more than half, and then it would be reduced by more than half on this basis, so even in the game Being injured or dead will not be too unbearable, and it will hardly cause any psychological shadow...
Of course, the premise is that the death is not too tragic or too frequent.
"I understand, so don't talk about disgusting things or not." Cordoba snorted and looked back at the 'remains' of Darkwing Duke and others: "Isn't it just a bunch of messy colors? Color blocks, what’s so disgusting?”
Huo Yanyang was stunned for a moment, then couldn’t help but give Cordoba a thumbs up and whispered: “Okay. , you can do it! In your eyes, those bones, intestines, and blood are just a mess of color. I’m convinced! Brother, you are not a chaotic evil person!”
“No, I am kind and neutral. " Cordoba frowned, scratched his head and said: "It's just a bunch of color blocks, there are bones and intestines somewhere..."
Huo Yanyang's eyes widened: "Are you blind? You twisted that guy into such a virtuous person and pretended not to see it!"
Cordoba reacted for a moment, then patted his head lightly: "Oh yes! I know why!"
"Why?" Huo Yanyang looked at him in extreme confusion.
"Actually, when I first entered the game..."
Cordoba smacked his lips, and said in a very serious, deep, and reminiscing way: " I turned on the 'Minor Sensory Protection'."
Huo Yanyang was shocked at that time: "What the hell are you talking about?!"
"Sensory protection for minors." Cordoba grinned proudly and looked at Huo Yanyang narrowly: "You Isn’t it because you don’t know?”
Huo Yanyang’s head was full of black lines: “Of course I know, but why would you, an adult, drive that thing?”
“Why? What can’t be turned on? Reduce the pain percentage, optimize the visual sense, and have game time reminders, why shouldn’t I use them?” Cordoba said very naturally, very proudly, and very rightly: “It’s okay for minors not to watch restricted films. It means you can't watch children's movies as an adult."
Huo Yanyang was stunned at that time: "You are so... awesome..."
The old shaman had also woken up at this time. He stared at the two of them blankly for a while, and then asked in a daze: "Where are those cultists?"
"They are everywhere. Yes~" When Cordoba opened his mouth, the old orc was startled. He paused and then said slowly: "It has turned into dust..."
"Can you please stop playing the old jokes from decades ago!" Huo Yanyang interrupted the man next to him with contempt, who was nearly two meters tall (outside the game), already in his twenties, and still shamelessly driving an underage car. The adult with human sense protection turned his head to the old orc and shook his head: "Those guys are already dead. I just arrived in Sumir's war some time ago. Sacrifice to Huo Yanyang, this is just my friend, the giant baby Cordoba from Tianzhu Mountain, who passed by by chance."
"My name is Clancy, Clancy Lei Shi, Feng. "Yu Shaman." Clancy nodded gratefully to the two of them, stood up with difficulty holding on to the totem pole, and bowed slightly to Huo Yanyang: "I hope you and your My friend can help me guard this place temporarily. Young priest, those insidious evil god believers have never appeared in this area before. I must report to the two earth prophets as soon as possible."
Huo Yanyang nodded. He banged the war drum on his waist twice hard: "Just leave this place to us."
"Thank you, outstanding child." Clancy suddenly perked up under the stimulation of those two drums, and then turned to Cordoba: "And you, a powerful friend of Tianzhu Mountain, your strength makes My old bones are amazing.”
Huo Yanyang curled his lips, but he had to admit that Cordoba was indeed very strong, and he had a huge advantage when facing those cultists!
"You're welcome." Cordoba waved his hand and smiled humbly at Clancy: "Go back early, your two disciples are still waiting up there, the red-haired man I'm almost crying."
Clancy blinked: "What did you say?"
"Ahem, I mean he is sad."
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"Oh."
Five minutes later
Córdoba and Huo Yanyang, who watched the old shaman leave, each took out a small mazaar and sat down. This was the arrival of Huo Yanyang Sumir later made it by himself. He made dozens of them at one time, and then secretly sold them to the defenders in various places in the Holy Mountain to make a profit. In the end, when the matter was exposed, he was almost beaten to death by Mundo with a totem pole...
"The base of the tower is neither." Cordoba played with a piece of transparent crystal and sighed leisurely: "It feels like hope is getting slimmer and slimmer."
Huo Yanyang shrugged Shrugging: "In the past three days, I have basically taken you to see all the big names and little geniuses in Sumir. That Taki just now was born with the ability to communicate with the spirit of fire. He became famous a few years ago. He Doesn’t meet your standards either?”
"It's not my standard." Cordoba shook the revelation crystal in his hand and curled his lips and said: "It's its standard. If this thing lights up, it means it meets the standard. If it doesn't light up, it doesn't meet the standard. What I said doesn't count. ." Huo Yanyang rolled his eyes: "Then there will be no one to meet you. Let's find another place."
"That's what I planned." He nodded, and then smiled: "But if you want me to stay a little longer to help, that's fine. Anyway, there is no time limit for this task."
"You have seen it in the past two days, Sumir. The situation has been 'stable'." Huo Yanyang scratched his short, angry red hair and shook his head: "Those cultists can't handle most of the places around the main peak, and we don't have enough combat power. They want to destroy their babbling city, so I don’t know how long the stalemate will last. You won’t be of much help if you stay...”
Cordoba smacked his lips: “Isn’t this a holy mountain? Isn’t it a holy place? How come you don’t even have the fighting power to deal with a cultist’s lair?”
"Holy Land! You also said that this is a Holy Land, not a combat base!" Huo Yanyang raised his middle finger to Cordoba and spread his hands: "Pilgrims and permanent combat capabilities are two different concepts. Although there are indeed many powerful The guardians stay here all year round, but those cultists are not papery. It’s not like you don’t know how evil their power is... Damn it, you really don’t seem to know.”
Cordo. Watt blinked innocently, he really didn't know.
Yes, even though this brother has fought head-on with many cultists in the past few days, he still has no understanding of the power of those guys. The reason is very simple...
< br>The 'divine magic' of those Whispering Cultists doesn't work on him!
It doesn’t work at all!
Those cultists who shouted "You can't hit me" were knocked away by Cordoba's rotating staff M2K. Those cultists who shouted "Your armor is worthless" couldn't even break the "Rune Body". Defense, those cultists who hypnotize themselves that 'your attack is not worth mentioning'...
The grass on the grave is several feet high.
You must know that even powerful prophets will be affected by those evil spells. Although they are not afraid of those inexplicable interferences, 'level suppression' and 'immunity' are two different things.
Córdoba is immune.
Any cultist who targets him or is targeted by him is powerless to stop him. No matter how much he screams, there is no way to save the dog's brain from being blown away.
You must know that this guy has the 'underage sensory protection' turned on, the scene is bloody...
But as the person involved, Cordoba was also very confused, and finally had to blame Tianzhu Mountain for the cause. And Lu Wei said, 'Maybe our painting style is relatively unconventional, so it won't be affected'.
“Forget it, people are more infuriating than others.” Huo Yanyang beat the war drum on his waist and smiled proudly: “As long as I don’t compete with monsters like you, I think I am quite strong. Well, in the player realm.”
Cordoba subconsciously remembered the encounter he had not long ago in the Southwest Continent, and couldn’t help but fight. He shuddered and just smiled dryly: "As long as you are happy, well, as long as you are happy."
"Let's not talk about this anymore." Huo Yanyang stretched out and took out another A Mazha put his legs on it:, turned to Cordoba and asked, "Where do you plan to go next? Do you need a brother to help you give advice?"
The latter raised his head and glanced at the southern sky: "I plan to go to the Holy Land for a stroll."
"The Holy Land?" Huo Yanyang scratched his abdominal muscles and asked curiously: "That's the one The base of the Holy Religion Union?”
Cordoba nodded slightly: “Yes, I plan to go to the City of Light over there. Think about it, what I’m looking for is not the Light of Apocalypse and As for the Shadow of the Apocalypse, don’t you think it’s a good idea to look for the Light in the City of Light? I just bumped into it.”
“I don’t have a good impression of the people in the Sanctuary. The whispering city where the cultists are located is sandwiched between Sumir and the northern part of the Sanctuary. Those gods. Stick has no intention of sending anyone to support her yet, so we have sent four or five messengers." Huo Yanyang curled his lips, complained a few words and then suddenly laughed: "But I do know a saint, it is said. He is a favored one of the goddess of dawn, and he is likely to meet your requirements for the 'Light of the Apocalypse.'"
Cordoba glanced at him: "Bragging, you are a small sacrifice. Can you still meet that kind of big shot? ”
"I really know each other, we even had dinner at the same table." Huo Yanyang chuckled, hugged his arms and said, "Believe it or not, it's up to you."
Cordoba frowned: "Have eaten at the same table? Wait a moment...could it be said..."
"Yes, she is a player, I We met at a party before. You can ask Yi Dong and Mo Tan, they were both there that day." Huo Yanyang bared his neat white teeth and said with a smile, "That girl's name is Yu Chen. , very good-looking. As soon as he entered the game, he became the favored one of the goddess of dawn. He was simply a winner in life, but he was a little guilty. Xiang, um, has a great figure.”
Cordoba nodded seriously: “I think it’s interesting, Mo is also a player, he is one of the Lights of Apocalypse, maybe that Yu Chen is the same, she We should be in the City of Light now, right? I’ll leave as soon as possible.”
“No.” Yang shook his head, took out a bag of strong liquor from his luggage (players under the age of eighteen cannot drink it), took a sip, wiped his mouth and said: "I heard that she was in the southernmost part of the Northeast Continent recently. To help solve a large-scale plague, there seems to be a saint beside her.”
Cordoba stood up suddenly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier! Tell me the specific location, and then tell me the game nickname of Yuchen, and I will set off as soon as possible."
Two saints! She is also a saint of Dawn Sect!
Although he said he was not in a hurry, in fact Cordoba still attached great importance to his legendary mission. The other party was a senior member of the Dawn Sect and an acquaintance of his friend. Naturally, he would not take this opportunity. miss.
"Don't worry, we will go to my instructor later and prepare some dry food for your mount."
"I have a shadow of what I can ride..."< br>
"Huh?"
"Well, let me tell you a story about the 'Gafei Cat'..."
Chapter 212: The End
(End of this chapter)