Chapter 1178 Will Die
Seeing this scene, Wen Rensheng suddenly recognized who the other party was.
Isn’t this the unlucky boy—Mala, the God of Hunting, a guy who can only accompany wild beasts.
In the game "Baldur's Gate", a major feature is that there are many books in it, which record a lot of game background.
Reading these books will take you much longer than it would take you to clear the game, so countless related novels and fan fiction have been spawned.
One of the books records that there is an ancient lord of the end of all things in the world of Faerûn, named Jergal. He was tired of his priesthood, and then divided his power among three people and beat him in front of him, preparing to snatch his supernatural power. Strong mortals.
These three mortals want to gain each other's divine power through competition, and the God of Hunting has a hand in it. Unfortunately, he is destined to play the role of a clown in this distribution feast——
When he finally stopped the game between the three of them and tried to force them to play with him alone, Jergal had already used his own skull fingers to let the three mortals share his divine power.
After spending a long time trying, I got nothing.
So he said calmly: "Who do I think you are? It turns out that you are the God of Hunting who wants to snatch the power of death, but in the end can only be accompanied by wild beasts. This does not seem to be the place you should come to."< br>
Mara, the God of Hunting, was suddenly stunned. He originally wanted to shock this mortal who appeared out of nowhere and try to trick the opponent, but in the end, he was exposed by the opponent.
I can’t pretend anymore.
"It seems that you know a lot, mortal," Mala said coldly, "Then you should know that you must maintain respect for gods."
"Respect? To a person who does not understand the world What's there to respect about the truth guy? Would you respect the characters in a book?" Wen Rensheng shook his head.
“A character in a book?” The God of Hunting was stunned.
He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly his expression changed: "So that's it. No wonder that old guy gave up his divine power and priesthood. It turns out that he has seen all this a long time ago. All the tiredness and exhaustion are all fake!"
“He just doesn’t want to be a clown on the stage anymore, so he’s stepping down!”
The more the God of Hunting said, the more he felt it was right. Suddenly he grabbed Wen Rensheng’s puppet: "How do you know? By the way, you are from the outside world, that's why you know all this!"
"Yes, I am from the outside world," Wen Rensheng didn't hide anything, he Unlike ordinary time travellers, he does not need to rely on this kind of secret to gain benefits. "As long as you help me catch that soul, I will take you to the real world."
"Oh, how do I know? Are you lying to me?”
"We can go to the God of Justice to sign an agreement."
"Humph, the God of Justice is also an actor, and he is not qualified to make a guarantee." The God of Hunting shook his head.
"It doesn't matter. If you're afraid of being cheated, don't agree." Wen Rensheng had a calm expression. Anyway, he could just find other gods. There are always some more realistic gods.
After saying that, he was leaving.
"Wait, I can feel it. You don't bother to lie. Your soul is as noble as mine." The God of Hunting suddenly grabbed him.
Well, my soul is certainly noble, but yours may not be.
Wen Rensheng thought this, but he didn't care about it. After all, who would be serious with a character in a game?
"Is that a deal?"
"Deal."
What is the character of the God of Hunting? You can know it from being teased by Jergo before. He is also greedy. He is violent, but lacks much wisdom. After all, he is just a god of beasts.
But Wen Rensheng didn't care. Only such a guy could do some serious things together without having to worry about scheming.
If he met the God of Lies or other gods, he really would not offer cooperation so simply.
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The realm of the dead - the underworld.
Dark, depressed, gray-black land, resting bones.
Wen Rensheng's puppet came here under the leadership of the God of Hunting.
“The fastest way to find the soul you are talking about, that guy named Yamai Sohei, is to visit the Forgotten, and his last disciple, the youngest powerful god, Kelan Wo." The incarnation of the God of Hunting spoke with deep resentment and a hint of happiness. Wen Rensheng understood that according to the history of the world of Faerûn, in the story of the God of Hunting acting as a clown
, the three mortals who had obtained three pieces of the divine power of death would not end up in the same fate. Well, they all fell in the end.
It is said that Baal also tried to resurrect, but was killed by his own heirs.
In the end, it was another mortal who gained all the power of death.
"Very good." Wen Rensheng nodded.
"People from a foreign land, this is not the place you should come." A somewhat magnetic middle-aged man's voice sounded.
Wen Rensheng knew that after Kelanwo became a god, he still maintained a lot of justice and straightforwardness. This was completely different from the previous Lord of Death.
"I am just here to take away a soul that also does not belong to this world. I will leave after I find him. His existence will destroy your world." Wen Rensheng said directly.
He wasn't surprised why the other party could see through his true identity, because if he couldn't see through it, it wouldn't be in line with the other party's setting.
"Oh, tell me, who is he, and I will help you, for the balance of the world." The Lord of Death said.
He is the God of the order camp, so He will satisfy everyone’s request.
"His name is..."
Wen Rensheng said the name of Yamai Sohei, including the other person's appearance and general personality.
"I understand, I will find him, you can leave now."
Wen Rensheng then followed the God of Hunting and left the underworld.
"Can he be found?" Wen Rensheng asked.
"If he can't find it, he will ask that damn old man to find it." The God of Hunting said angrily. The meeting just now brought back his shameful memories.
"You don't need to be ashamed, everything is arranged by the director." Wen Rensheng comforted.
"Damn director, why don't you make me a god above all gods?" the God of Hunting complained.
"No, you should feel lucky. If you were set as someone else, you wouldn't have a chance to ask this question today." Wen Rensheng said casually.
"Oh, maybe that's the case, the goddess of fate still favors me. But is this world really just created in a book? I feel that it is very real." The God of Hunting is a little doubtful again .
No one will completely believe something unfamiliar. They always have to question it repeatedly and verify it repeatedly before they slowly begin to accept the reality.
“I have read a lot of books, I won’t lie to you. I have read the stories of your world a long time ago, including things like the Tablet of Destiny.”
"Slate of Destiny, do you know its whereabouts?" the God of Hunting said excitedly.
“Why are you so excited about a virtual prop? I didn’t see its ending. I only know that it was once owned by the Three Gods of Death and the God of Lies. I don’t know the rest.” Wen Rensheng said casually.
"Then do you know the ending of this world?" The God of Hunting then asked.
“I don’t know,” Wen Rensheng shook his head and said, “I have only seen a small part of it. After all, this myth is not mainstream where we are.”
Wen Rensheng was just because After playing Baldur's Gate and reading some novels with the same background, he only knew a little bit about it. The world was too huge and complicated, so he didn't read too much.
"That's such a pity. Suddenly I don't want to go to your world." The God of Hunting suddenly said.
“Why?” Wen Rensheng asked doubtfully.
“Because I have a feeling that if I go to your world, I will die.”
(End of this chapter)