Chapter 1152 Retrieval
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment...
Well, it was awkward for about five seconds, and then Qiuyue accepted it.
Can you believe she just accepted it? !
"Well, since you are a good person, there is nothing you can do about it."
The leader of the beautiful girl who loved to join in the fun smacked her lips, and then broke free from Smith's restraint. She turned her head and glared at the latter fiercely, then patted the 'good guy' in front of her on the shoulder: "Haha, misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. !”
Mo Tan, who didn’t know whether he should cry or laugh, nodded stiffly. then coughed slightly and asked: "Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Yes!"
Qiuyue immediately grabbed Mo Tan's arm with gleaming eyes. , said excitedly: "Lend me your bastard for two days!"
Mo Tan: "..."
Again, despite his quick thinking and excellent eloquence, he could not keep up with the leaping thinking of the girl in front of him, so he couldn't say even a single word for a while.
"Can you calm down a little bit!"
Smith raised his hand angrily and gave Qiuyue a slap in the face, then smiled dryly and shook his head at Mo Tan: "No, no, although everyone is A little bit unhappy, but the person involved is quite calm...well, even though she is always quite calm."
The handsome man with brown hair, Gu Shu, also nodded and agreed. : "And our levels are not very high, and none of us have obtained high-level professions. Even if we really find the murderer, we may not be able to beat him."
Pomegranate didn't say anything, but Xiao Liang didn't say anything. Her head was pounding like garlic, and the intensity was quite severe. Considering that this girl was wearing outfits that were quite revealing at Qiuyue's request, and could be called half-clothed at a glance, Mo Mo Tan didn't even dare to look at her.
"It is not recommended to explore the truth too much."
Aki Sakaki was as calm as ever and said calmly: "My level is very low, even if I rebuild the character, it will have no impact."
Smith He nodded vigorously and gave Qiuyue another blow: "Did you hear that? Everyone has said so, why are you just messing around here!"
"But Ming Sakaki was killed!"
Qiuyue pouted, with a look of displeasure on her face! He kicked Smith and said angrily: "Is this just the end of it?"
"Listen up, idiot."
Smith held Qiuyue's shoulders and said seriously: "People will die when they live, and this is just a game. Think about what you usually do to Senior Pomegranate. She has died so many times for what she did. Didn’t I see you hanging yourself to avenge her?”
“I’m going to kill you!”
Qiuyue was furious, and then she was pushed down by Smith with her height advantage. Holding his head, he bared his teeth and claws to prevent him from making any progress.
“Ahem, that’s what happened anyway.”
While suppressing Qiu Yue, Smith smiled at Mo Tan; "Captain Mo, you don't have to worry about us little people."
"This..."
Although I still felt that something was wrong, but since the people involved said it didn't matter, Mo Tan, as an outsider, couldn't say much. In addition, he was very busy in every sense, so he didn't insist on it anymore. He wanted to help, but nodded slightly and said: "Okay, if anything happens, our team will stay at the Linyin Inn in the outer ring area."
"Oh! Then can you, you bastard? ...Woo!”
Qiuyue seemed to want to say something, but Smith covered her mouth and was silenced.
Mo Tan smiled awkwardly and waved to the people in front of him who were quite close to him: "Then, I'll take my leave first."
"Sorry for the intrusion." . ”
Just now he attacked Mo Tan even though he knew his captain was causing trouble. Gu Shu, with a kind smile on his face, bent down and saluted Mo Tan in a gentlemanly manner. Full.
So, after simply saying goodbye to the five people, Mo Tan set out on his way back again. Thanks to Ming Sakaki, who has a good memory, he already knew the route back to Linyin Inn from here. , in order to strengthen his memory, he even sent the specific process to Yi Dong so that he could find his way through the chat records at any time.
“But then again…”
Playing with the [Hundred Dawn] sword form that he had just acquired, Mo Tan murmured in a low voice as he walked: "Are those people really as weak as they say?"
It is true that now The mainstream player group is indeed about mid-level in strength, and the few people who like to join in the fun do seem to meet the requirements of casual players, but he just feels that something is not right.
Of course, this problem must exclude their group leader Qiuyue and the so-called handyman Smith. Mo Tan feels that these two people are probably only mid-level in strength. Smith is an average middle-level. As for the group leader, Adult... Well, I guess she has reached the level, and the equipment is not bad according to visual inspection, but if it really comes to a fight, with her hacking and slashing style, someone who is a little better at fighting can defeat her from below to level up.
But the other three people...
Mo Tan narrowed his eyes and first began to recall the wind blade that the ancient tree had swung at him from the darkness.
Theoretically speaking, it is just a low-level magic. Although the strength of the ancient tree's 'intermediate' is much higher, it is still difficult to deal with 'Mo', a character who can occupy a place in the personal combat power rankings. cause distress.
[But the timing and angle...]
Mo Tan gently rubbed his forehead, always feeling that if it was not a coincidence, the wind blade of the ancient tree was very effective in all aspects. It can be said to be the pinnacle of control, and in that case it almost reached the limit of what a low-level wind blade can do.
Because Futaba often shares with 'Black Brahma' some tips that are common to both magic and divine arts (however, since the latter is a discipline priest, he hardly uses them), he has a basic knowledge by his side. A very, very, very solid old mage. Idong, who occasionally goes to public spaces to spar with him, is technically a mage, so Mo Tan is quite familiar with the system of spell casters.
According to his judgment, although it may not be accurate, it is at least objective. The wind blade of the ancient tree is a bit too sharp. To put it simply, it is not like the low-level magic used by mid-level mages. ', but 'low-level magic used by high-level mages'.
Judging from the suddenness and effect, Mo Tan felt that Gu Shu must at least be a senior mage who had been immersed in the field of occultism for decades, and now relied on the [Spicy Burnt Powder] to suddenly increase his hard power. Jadeka's strength is almost the same, and if you only look at that move just now... his combat prowess is even comparable to Futaba, who spends all day thinking about how to kill himself.
As for the victim, the girl whose game ID is Ming Sakaki, who seems to have been given the setting of 'Messenger of God' by Qiuyue, Mo Tan can't see through it.
It’s simply impossible to see through, completely invisible.
Although she is an ordinary girl with three attributes from all aspects, and does not have the aura of a master that you can't even detect after closing your eyes, Mo Tan But he still felt that this girl was not as ordinary as she appeared, for unknown reasons.
As for the pomegranate...
That poor girl didn't look special at first glance. She seemed to be just like Qiuyue and Smith, a very ordinary, casual and novice player.
But!
Only her previous statement, ‘My name is Pomegranate, and I’m a marginalized person’, which was obviously a leak, is more suspicious than both Gu Shu and Ming Sakaki put together.
You must know that Qiuyue's secondary character for Shiliu is a "future person". With Mo Tan's eyesight, naturally he would not think that Shiliu just made a simple slip of the tongue that day.
After all, he knows that there are indeed a group of abnormal existences in this world who call themselves "marginal people".
So, to sum up, he really couldn't look at that girl with a normal mind, who seemed to be easy to bully in every aspect.
【Forget it, there is no use thinking too much. 】
Mo Tan sighed haggardly and murmured in a low voice: "Instead of thinking about other people's affairs, it is better to think about what to do tomorrow..."
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Same time
Northwest continent, eastern border of Toril city-state, outer suburbs of Beaver Town
... [You have been disconnected urgently, please choose whether to reconnect...]
"Huh?!"
Having successfully lost their way twenty minutes after leaving the town, the young man who was wandering aimlessly in the wilderness was suddenly stunned and subconsciously raised his head to look at the horizon. Dawn: "Who is talking?!"
[You have been disconnected urgently, please choose whether to reconnect...]
An unknown female voice sounded for the second time. Although it was pleasant to the ear, it was full of a cold and mechanical feeling.
That was not a voice that came from the distant horizon, but sounded directly in my mind!
Subconsciously holding down the long sword at his waist, the young adventurer narrowed his eyes vigilantly. There were too many strange things happening today, but even that Yin who seemed to have said something to him The bard was not as strange as the two sentences that directly echoed in his mind.
【You have been disconnected urgently, please choose whether to reconnect...】
The third time.
He took a deep breath on the spot, trying to block out the sound that made him more and more anxious. He removed his hand from the hilt of the sword, covered his ears, and closed his eyes.
Then——
The moment he closed his eyes.
A blurry figure suddenly appeared in the field of vision that should have been covered by darkness.
【! ! ! 】
He immediately opened his eyes again, as if he wanted to prove something.
He succeeded. Dawn is still the same dawn, and the wilderness is still the same wilderness.
But... people need to blink.
So, he blinked subconsciously and once again saw the increasingly clear figure in the darkness.
Not only that, the 'being' that became more and more familiar to him was slowly turning around.
【No! 】
I don’t know why, but a strong conflict suddenly emerged in his heart, which was to prevent him from completely turning around the existence that he could only ‘see’ after closing his eyes.
No!
Don’t turn around!
Don't face me!
He stared hard, trying not to 'see' anymore.
The warm wind blew over his bloodshot eyes.
The snow-white clouds covered the looming sun.
……
At the same time
City of Light, inner city, 12th floor underground of Dawn Chapel: Dusk Chapel, Inquisition
Not luxurious but still neat, even with some simple furniture and potted plants In a certain 'restraint room', the magical runes that had always emitted a steady light suddenly went out.
The figure, whose limbs were imprisoned by several chains with light golden runes flowing around them, and which was struggling desperately every second, suddenly became eerily quiet, and continued to feel helpless in the next second. The fury of logic.
It is a shell that looks just like an ordinary person at first glance, but as long as you touch it for a few seconds, you will find that there is nothing in its core except endless madness and chaos.
This exorcism wears cloth clothes that will soon become tattered no matter how many times it is changed. It has long messy black hair and is making hoarse roars all the time. It does not need to eat or drink, and has zero physiological needs. Vital signs are very stable.
If... it deserves to be called 'life'.
At least in the eyes of the judges, who come down for inspection every three days, this thing is just a sad freak. Instead of wasting resources by imprisoning it here, it would be more merciful to purify it directly. .
But even the judges who have very extreme personalities compared to other believers do not dare to ignore the orders of Her Majesty the Holy Lady and His Majesty the Pope and give this thing a happy life on their own initiative.
Just keep it closed, it’s been quiet here for too long anyway, it’s good to hear some noise.
That’s what the officers on duty thought.
But they didn't know that just after the 'quiet' that was so short that they could not be noticed, some kind of 'concept' that was not life had awakened.
While clearly sensing the ‘shadow’ of this matter, I felt a little confused.
What does the great master seem to be resisting?
The great master seems to be in great pain?
Incomprehensible and unacceptable.
Although it is just a shadow, it still cannot tolerate the slightest humiliation of the great being that reflects itself in this world.
Why?
Why? ?
Why? ? ?
The loyal shadow struggled hard. It did not need to deliberately follow the master's orders and maintain its strength at a level where it was absolutely impossible to break free from the shackles, because in this new environment, it had no way to break free from the shackles.
But it doesn’t matter!
This is an honor!
It is a supreme honor!
This is the master’s order!
Everything is so natural and logical.
The joy of loyalty’s feedback filled Shadow’s meager consciousness, followed by uncontrollable anger!
Because it is a shadow, it can feel that its master is in pain!
The pain continues and spreads!
It doesn't know why, in fact, it can't complete any decent thinking at all.
But it doesn't matter.
This is not what it should be thinking about.
Because the master will no longer suffer.
Feeling the constantly surging concept of my own existence, the emotion called joy dominates the shadow.
Soon...
The owner will take away the things stored in his place.
The one that is enough to obliterate all worries, the absolute, the great, the one that makes the brain tremble——
Original sin.
Chapter 1,145: The End
(End of this chapter)