Chapter 581: One Purity Approaches Another Purity
Arnold's Emerald Dream
Yao Jia crushed the dirt under his feet on the threshold outside the tavern. He had just run for a walk outside the town.
There were no air walls that often appeared in dungeons, and every corner exuded a sufficiently real atmosphere.
He could even smell the faint smell of decay brewed by the microorganisms growing in the soil:
That, like the radiation displayed by stars, which is full of absolute positive energy, is difficult to display in illusions.
But Yao Jia took out his "Marauder's Map" and looked at the "Arnold's Emerald Dream/Deep Bloody Skulljpg" displayed on it and fell into deep thought...
In fact, he is not a phantom.
I joined the Emerald Elder's camp because of something that happened to me...
Yao Jia took out an orange from his backpack. Under the ferocious ghost hands, the plump orange looked as small as a shrunken revised version.
He is a berserker, a profession that is quite common in the multiverse.
The main features of this type of collection are the ferocious facial expressions during battle and the bloodshot eyeballs that seem to be about to burst.
Yao Jia likes the scarlet color of blood splattering, which is somewhat inconsistent with his usual image of being quite honest and simple.
To be honest, the relationship between the Berserker and the Chaos Camp is always as obvious as some kind of internal label .
The evil behavior corresponding to killing in the popular sense provides the Berserker with the most typical camp template.
Yao Jia's camp did not deviate from this normal state.
However, he did not like this seemingly predetermined "label".
"You bastard! Who are you calling evil?"
Yao Jia expressed anger about this.
What made him even more angry and helpless was that in a previous adventure, he had been hit by some ancient power.
It is difficult to describe the types of ancient forces in the multiverse with a precise number.
Yao Jia couldn't quite figure out the source of the ancient power that was impacting him. He only knew that it originated from some ancient power of order.
That impact allowed Yao Jia to gain a more powerful force that did not require too many prerequisites.
But everything has its price...
It also permanently took away Yao Jia's 2 intelligence and rationality checks, and... the scarlet he longed for...
The ancient power of order was undergoing indescribable changes within Yao Jia's body.
It turned the originally exciting blood-colored power into a deep blackness like the abyss...
Yao Jia tried many ways, but unfortunately, he was never able to change.
This made Yao Jia very unhappy.
It was as if everyone was a eight-foot-tall, bare-chested, burly man, happily drinking wine and eating meat together, and getting ready to go and chop people down.
Everyone took out their weapons, some with big swords, some with machetes, there were many different types of weapons, all of which were lethal.
When he got to you, the guy directly took out an AK.
Although the lethality may be greater, the taste seems wrong.
This was a huge chasm that Yao Jia encountered in his adventurous career, and it has meant that Yao Jia has not received any network disaster coins for several months.
Although barely surviving is not a problem.
How can those who choose to become online gamers do so just for survival?
What's more, Yao Jia is a pure fighter.
After inquiring from various sources, Yao Jia finally found a solution to all these problems - transformation.
To be honest, this is a word that Yao Jia feels very unfamiliar with.
Or rather, not so unfamiliar.
Just like the career charts of life and the followers , they are classified into the collection that exists but is useless.
Before this, Yao Jia's understanding of this was limited to simply smearing a fancy flame on the sword.
Now it seems that it is not completely worthless.
But soon, Yao Jia discovered that ordinary transformations could not completely solve his problems.
The material changes brought about by the power of the ancient order cannot be concealed by ordinary illusion power.
What's more, someone told Yao Jia that this change in his was most likely derived from his consciousness and even his soul.
An ordinary illusion that could not even deceive himself.
So, at the recommendation of a friend, Yao Jia joined the camp of the Jade Elders.
To be honest, Yao Jia didn't think much of this camp at first.
With a purely combat-oriented perspective, he immediately discovered the biggest problem of this camp:
There is only one central leader, and below him is basically a layer of loose sand.
Such a camp does not have the potential to develop into a super-powerful force in the multiverse.
It turns out that the 2 points of intelligence taken away by the power of order may have indeed caused some impact...
Yao Jia stared at the "scarlet warning" that kept appearing in his retina. He felt that he should call his friend and respond with a "passionate" call.
Judging from the situation in the entire dream world, there is absolutely no problem with the level of transmogrification of this camp.
But other issues are hard to say...
Yao Jia took a bite of the orange melancholy. His combat instinct made him feel that there were big problems in this dream world.
Especially just now, he felt a kind of throbbing that made him shudder.
It was an invisible call that made him seem out of control, which was much more stimulating than the will of chaos after the rage was activated.
Just as Yao Jia was thinking about whether he should pick up the bucket and run away, he suddenly saw a child appear on the street.
"Uncle, do you want to play marbles with us?"
As if she felt Yao Jia's gaze, the girl smiled and said so.
us?
Yao Jia glanced at the empty street behind the girl and pondered for a moment.
Then he placed his hand on his chest.
Suddenly, a surging dark energy burst out silently, and a hint of crimson suddenly appeared at the corner of Yao Jia's mouth.
"Ahem...Pfft...Uncle is not feeling well, you guys go have fun."
Yao Jia smiled gently and weakly at the girl.
So the girl tilted her head, looked at him with strange eyes for a while, and then skipped away.
Yao Jia wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He was not quite sure what had happened to him.
But a warrior's body is always more useful than his brain.
At least the moment he saw the girl, Yao Jia's body trembled instinctively.
An indescribable throbbing made Yao Jia completely forget his original intention at a certain moment.
He wanted to follow the girl and start a grand...
Grand...
Um?
What's the grand thing?
Yao Jia physically calmed his restless ghost hand, and he suddenly wasn't so anxious to leave.
Due to the long-term exposure to the state of mental chaos, Yao Jia could vaguely feel that he was not suffering from the control effect of the mind just now.
It is a pure approach to another pure instinct...
But isn't this the Transmogrification Camp?
Why does this kind of power element, which seems to be of the high-intensity fanatic type, exist?
Yao Jia was a little confused. He looked up at the lonely night sky.
Maybe there is an answer there?
