Chapter 242 The Old Man and the Raven
careful!
Just when Yi Chun was thinking about the concepts related to Nephalem.
In the following battle, some changes occurred:
The monster that was originally dead awakens again under the control of some evil force!
Then, it screamed and pounced towards several humans!
resurrection?!
Yi Chun’s eyes widened instantly. He could feel the evil life resurfacing in the monsters’ bodies.
But how is this possible?
Yi Chun carefully sensed the life breath of the monsters below, they did not look powerful.
Despite their evil aura, they reveal a hint of the dark nature of the lower plane.
But the total amount is too thin, so their vitality is actually not very high.
However, no matter how weak the life force of these monsters is, recovering from serious injuries and reviving from the dead are two completely different concepts...
Yi Chun concentrated on feeling the magic fluctuations used by the other party. This unique and powerful resurrection ability instantly attracted his attention.
Compared to these, the Nephalem who used the power of nature had to step back a little...
The rhythm of the Nephalem below was obviously disrupted by the resurrected monsters.
However, they didn't seem surprised by this.
Already used to this resurrection power?
Yi Chun seemed to be thinking about something.
The network can also give players the ability to escape from the battlefield by using soul weakness.
But this does not mean that the players of the comprehensive network can freely exercise this power.
At least , Yi Chun has never seen any player who can pull a player who has entered a state of soul weakness back to the battlefield.
No matter what world or occasion, doing it again is always full of a certain kind of enchantment that makes people indulge...
Just as Yi Chun was squatting on a dead tree, silently waiting for the monster to resurrect its companions again.
The Nephalem with hideous lines all over his face was knocked to the ground with just one axe!
Oh no!
Yi Chun muttered to himself.
He thought that maybe he could get in touch with these Nephalem...
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"I hate Fallen wizards!"
Said the Barbarian Hogg.
He wiped the sweat off his face. The sweat mixed with blood, dirt and grease looked more like some unknown paste.
"You should take a shower, Hog! My wolves are cleaner than you!"
The druid Angold next to him said with a cold face.
As he spoke, he couldn't help but sneeze:
An overly keen sense of smell is sometimes not a good thing.
Especially when you have a teammate who isn't particularly keen on personal hygiene...
"So your wolf still doesn't have a female wolf!"
The barbarian Hogg grinned and sneered wantonly.
"This is what a true barbarian warrior should feel like!"
"You have no idea how much those big-breasted girls in the village love this!"
The barbarian Hogg pounded his chest. He felt that there was nothing wrong with what he did.
"Wait! There's a raven flying over here!"
The Paladin Zig, who had been on the edge of OP, interrupted the quarrel between the two, then raised his small shield and spoke vigilantly.
"Hello, ahem... I'm a traveler. Can I ask you young guys for directions?"
The raven fell to the ground and turned into an old man with pale hair and an old face.
The language he used didn't seem like that of a local.
But due to the power of magic, Paladin Zig and others were able to understand.
This did not surprise them - the mages in this world had long ago found a way to solve the language barrier.
Angel or devil?
Paladin Zig narrowed his eyes and looked at the strange visitor with a cautious look.
Judging from the other party's vitality, the visitor is undoubtedly an old man.
But these are not peaceful times.
Even if the other party can transform into a raven, the sky is not completely safe...
So, where did this strange old man who looks so weak come from?
Paladin Zig became suspicious in an instant.
He would not believe that the other person was a human being just because he looked like one.
This world has never been romantic or kind.
Blood and killing, darkness and cruelty are the main elements that make up this dark world...
"Of course, I will tell you everything I know."
Paladin Zig smiled and said.
He moved the small shield away from his chest, but did not put it down. Instead, he slung it diagonally across his waist.
The barbarians and druids remained silent and acted as background figures.
This division of labor is the best choice they have obtained through sufficient experience and cost .
"Excuse me, elder, what do you want to know?"
Paladin Zig asked with a seemingly relaxed expression.
"Ahem... My hometown suffered a great disaster—endless light and fire engulfed everything."
"The land was turned into a sea of fire, and the forest was burned..."
"That light and fire left a powerful curse on the earth and the air, making it impossible for life to continue."
"I wander with the trade winds, hoping to find a way to rejuvenate the land."
The old man in front of me said so.
Paladin Zig noticed that the other party's eyes were cloudy and lifeless, but did not reveal any evil aura.
"I haven't introduced myself yet: My name is Chun, I'm a druid, and I'm currently wandering around for the revival of the village."
The old man named Chun smiled, then coughed and said.
"Endless light and fire?"
Paladin Zig silently repeated the other party's words in his mind.
He didn't know whether what the other party said was true.
But at least he could be sure of this:
The other party did not lie.
This is the intuition that a paladin should have, just like a being who harnesses the power of light will be extremely sensitive to darkness.
The same is .
What would that be?
Heaven?
hell?
A powerful curse left on the earth and the air?
Paladin Zig didn't know.
But if what the other party said is true, then obviously there will be big trouble...
"Our limited wisdom does not allow us to give you any advice."
"Perhaps, you can seek help from the Druids."
"You just need to fly in this direction, and when you see the oak trees, you'll be able to find them."
After a moment of hesitation, Paladin Zig looked at the old man named Chun in front of him and said.
"Thank you, maybe I can give you a little help..."
The old man suddenly chanted some spells that Paladin Zig could not understand.
Just when Paladin Zig subconsciously raised the small shield to protect himself, an invisible force was bestowed upon him!
This feeling...
Paladin Zig's eyes suddenly widened. He could feel that his strength had been greatly enhanced!
"The mages' masterpiece, but it can only last for a short time."
The old man smiled, then turned into a raven and left.
"It didn't last long?"
On the other side, the barbarian, immersed in the surge of power, suddenly raised his head.
Then, the men quickly made eye contact.
Dry?
Dry!
The next moment, they rushed towards a certain direction!
There, there is a tireless corpse wandering in the dark tunnel...
