…
"Hint: Are you willing to follow the instructions of the Ancient One Velan and become his disciple?"
…
What else is there to think about?
Roger directly chose "Confirm"!
Next second.
A satisfied voice rang in his ears:
"You are worthy of being my successor."
"Now, get up, leave that house, and walk north along the main road in the center of the village."
"I'll wait for you by the lake of rest."
Speaking of.
The sound gradually turned into a faint and invisible hum.
Only the last sentence remained in Roger's mind like a magic sound -
"Wait for you……"
"Wait for you……"
"Wait for you……"
Roger shook his head and stood up swiftly from the broken bed bathed in moonlight.
bedside.
Cindy Soap, with a vigilant look on his face, seemed to be aware of something.
It crawled over with difficulty:
"Master, don't..."
Its voice was ruthlessly silenced.
Roger gently grabbed the soap and stuffed it into the right pocket of his pants, then grabbed it lightly.
Immediately following.
He walked out of the abandoned hut with an expressionless face.
The yard outside the house was filled with moonlight.
Thousands of glowing dandelions float in the air.
These rays of light intertwine.
The lakeside village was illuminated as if it were daytime.
Roger was walking on the road.
From time to time, you can see the shadows of some houses on the roadside.
There were also psychics spying on him secretly.
But no one came out of the house to interfere.
Roger didn't care.
Following what the ancients said, he left the village all the way north and walked along a cobblestone moonlit path to the peaceful and tranquil lakeside.
It was midnight.
The lake is shrouded in mist.
Getting closer.
Roger then discovered that there was a man covered in a gray robe and hood standing by the lake.
The gray-robed man has no face.
When Roger's eyes were focused deep into the hood.
All he could see was a cloud of mist that looked like it had just risen from a pipe.
"You came at the perfect time."
The gray robe man said:
"The treasure buried in the Lake of Rest will only rise to the surface and be visible to the naked eye under the stars and weather conditions tonight."
"Change to normal times."
"They will hide in a paradoxical place that does not belong to the spiritual world or the material world."
"And from ancient times to the present, no one has been able to enter the land of paradox."
Roger nodded slightly.
"Everyone thought I had fallen, but I have actually been working hard to repair the Sixth Plank Road. You should have seen that, right? My path to ascension has not been cut off, there was just a small mistake."
The gray-robed man narrated calmly:
"My efforts over the years have not been in vain. I found a treasure in the treasure of Lake Rest that can help me repair the Sixth Plank Road."
"But I don't have a physical body, so I can't interfere with changes in the material world."
"so……"
"Will you help me get that treasure?"
"Once you succeed, you will become my chief disciple, and on the day of my ascension, I will promote you to become the new Ancient One, and you will enjoy a nearly eternal life..."
His voice gradually became full of temptation.
Roger suddenly raised his voice and rolled up his sleeves:
"Then what are you still standing there for?"
"Let's get started!"
The man in gray robe was stunned for a moment.
He seemed to have prepared a lot of persuasive words, but he didn't expect that they would not be needed.
But he reacted quickly.
Under the moonlight.
Without saying a word he walked to the lake.
Roger followed.
Indeed, a large area of ​​foreign objects emitting golden light were found at the bottom of the lake.
Between foreign objects.
There was also a group of fish with silver scales swimming back and forth.
They look very leisurely and peaceful.
"Don't underestimate these fish. They are also monsters from the Land of Paradox."
The gray-robed man said coldly:
"I will lead you to the bottom of the lake, but you will have to rely on yourself for the subsequent treasure exploration. Do you understand?"
"clear!"
Roger responded loudly.
His voice echoed in the woods at night.
The gray-robed man turned and tilted his head to look at him.
Roger also looked at the other party with confidence.
After a while.
The man in gray robes said hesitantly:
"Don't yell so loudly."
"Oh, I see."
Roger said.
"Come with me. I jump, and you follow immediately. Remember to jump quickly. I can't keep the door to the treasure at the bottom of the lake open for too long..."
Speaking of.
The man in gray robe leaped forward!
In a moment.
A whirlpool-shaped gate appeared on the lake.
The gray-robed man's body lightly touched the gate woven from lake water.
"quick……"
He urged subconsciously.
But at that moment.
He was stunned——
Because he only saw a back figure moving away from the shore quickly!
Roger ran away without looking back!
At that time.
A light breeze blew across the lake.
Roger's mocking voice also came:
"You are the only one who still lives in Veran, the Ancient?"
"Then I am still Qin Shi Huang..."
"Why don't you just ask for money?"
Although I didn't understand the meaning of Roger's words.
But the man in gray robe was still extremely angry!
He roared, his grey robe rolled up, and he quickly chased after him!
At that time.
A violent ripple exploded in the center of the lake.
The colorful treasures at the bottom of the lake turned into piles of corroded bones!
As for those wandering little silver-scale fish.
They also turned into a group of strange creatures covered with bone spurs and flesh bubbles.
Resting Lake under the moonlight.
This group of strange fish are frantically sucking nutrients from the dead bones!
…
Lakeside woods.
Roger's steps were fast.
But the flying speed of the gray-robed man was obviously different from that of ordinary people!
In the blink of an eye.
He flew behind Roger.
He was mumbling something.
Accompanied by the invisible words of the gray-robed man.
Four thick yellow tentacles quickly grew out of the woods ahead!
The tentacles waved wildly, blocking Roger's way.
"How dare you tease me!"
The gray-robed man was furious.
He raised his right hand, which turned into a sharp claw and scratched at Roger's back like a ghost!
But the next second.
Roger, who had been running away, actually turned around on his own initiative!
Facing the sharp claws of the gray-robed man.
There was no fear on his face at all!
Under the moonlight.
Roger's shoulders shrugged slightly a dozen times.
A series of snow-colored knife lights flashed by!
After a while.
The sound of swords entering flesh slowly began to sound.
Under the incredulous gaze of the gray-robed man.
His right hand gradually became limp.
His body floating in the air suddenly broke into pieces!
It rolled down like falling rocks!
Phew!
For a while.
An evil aura filled the air.
The rotten pieces of meat fell weakly to the ground, emitting bursts of black smoke.
The area affected by the black smoke.
A large area of ​​the originally lush green grass was also killed by the smoke!
Roger couldn't help but take two steps back.
Then he slowly put away the knife.
In a moment.
The long sword that appeared out of nowhere and was quite similar to the Red Moon successfully turned into a piece of soap with a sweet fragrance.
"An imposter is no better than that!"
"It seems that the combat power of sixteen strikes per second is more than enough to deal with this kind of imposter."
Roger slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Look at the data column.
…
"Hint: You used 'Psychic Soap', Cindy's inspiration -1"
…
"You got a high-quality imitation of the Red Moon."
…
"Record: Your sword attack speed of 700 points is taking effect..."
…
…
"Hint: You killed the impostor Moogle."
…
"Kill Order: You have obtained the psychic power of the Moglu: Frost"
…
"During the settlement of the present world panel, do you want to convert the psychic art: frost into a character? The characters that can be converted include but are not limited to the following options:
…
1. Ocean
2. Snow Mountain
3. Moonlight
4. Winter
5. Swamp
…」
…
See here.
Roger couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
"In the historical world, can a killing order also be used to extract a rank?"
"Then the scope of this transformation is too broad!"
Think of this.
His heart couldn't help but start pounding!
If he found Legacy of Time a bit boring at first.
Then as he gradually went deeper.
He has discovered the beauty of this place!
This is simply a perfect place to brush up your rank!
In the real world.
Personality has long been differentiated into thousands of types spread across various sub-fields.
Even Roger.
It is too difficult to find the person you need by looking for brothers!
But in the historical world of Yuanwang Town.
It seems that there are only five elements and one time!
There are other unpopular positions at most——
But that doesn’t matter anymore!
Knife, spring, frost, furnace, and breath.
These five kinds of spiritualism correspond to the vast majority of personalities in the real world!
besides.
This is not difficult to find out after Roger's experiment.
The efficiency of spiritualism in transferring to personhood is quite high!
in this case.
If you only focus on the killing character of the Sword Cult.
That's a bit narrow-minded.
You can also brush up on other positions at the same time!
Just think of this.
Roger is thinking of setting a small goal first——
Um.
At least I still have one chance to reincarnate.
It’s not too much to aspire to become a Five Elements Warrior in Yuanwang Town, right?
…
Resolutions are resolutions.
Reality has to be dealt with first.
Faced with many choices of frost.
Roger finally chose "Moonlight Person"!
After the redemption is completed.
The killing order indicated that he had obtained 0.04 Moonlight Status.
…
"Moonlight Person: You can gain excess benefits from bathing in the moonlight.
While you are under the moonlight, you will gain the following passive attributes:
Movement speed +30%;
Charisma +3;
Stealth +100;
Dance +100;
Charm +100;
…
You have obtained the random character feat "Moonlight Summoning"
…
"Moonlight Summoning: Every month, under the moonlight, you can summon a weapon that belongs to you, which will gain certain attribute enhancements or limit reductions (permanent/unique)"
…
"Is the enhanced property or weakened property permanent?"
"A weapon can only be summoned once, right?"
Roger analyzed it carefully.
He really wanted to try out the power of the Moonlight Summoning Technique on the spot.
But now I am in the wild.
Even though the malicious impostor had been slain.
The four tentacles have also disappeared.
But this doesn't mean everything is safe.
He then picked up a strange slate left behind by the impostor after his death.
Then he walked quickly towards the lakeside village.
…
When walking out of the woods.
Roger met an elderly man who looked like a gentleman in a tuxedo.
The other party was leaning on a cane and looking in Roger's direction.
"Over the years, impostors have been blaspheming Lord Weilan's glory, and you are the first one to kill an impostor."
Before Roger could speak.
The man said in a stiff tone:
"This may bring you good luck."
"Mr. Medog?"
Roger vaguely guessed his identity.
The other party should be the steward of the ancient one Weilan - the legendary immortal Medog.
Medog nodded vigorously.
Roger originally thought that this old guy must have something else to say to him since he was waiting here on purpose.
Who would have thought that after the other party nodded, he would just say:
"Go back to the village as soon as possible. It's not safe outside."
Then he left with a cane.
Looking at Mo Lie's leaving back.
Roger looked thoughtful.
After a while.
A light fog rose in the woods.
Roger did not stay any longer and quickly returned to the village.
It's quite a coincidence.
At the entrance of the village, he ran into his only acquaintance, Lan Weir.
The young scholar looked distracted.
As Roger approached.
He was still pacing back and forth, muttering something.
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
Roger asked proactively.
Lan Weier was shocked when he heard this.
But when he saw that it was Roger, the young man immediately relaxed and said with a bitter face:
"I'm wondering whether or not to participate in tomorrow's game."
"I just heard from Mr. Motuo that people like us who got the invitation letter through formal channels can voluntarily give up the opportunity to participate in the game."
"Although I won't have the chance to get Lord Weilan's treasure, I can still get two to three months of safe training time in Lakeside Town. I'm thinking whether this deal is worthwhile..."
Formal channels?
Are you referring to the black market auction?
Roger looked at the cursed claw on the back of his hand and smiled slightly:
"I can't help you with that."
"It's my opinion."
"You'd better follow your heart's choice."
Finish saying this.
He ignored the somewhat dazed Lan Will and strode towards his room.
Until you return safely to your temporary home.
The smile on Roger's face slowly faded.
"give up?"
"Interesting, this is also a reasonable explanation... If the invitation letter becomes a ticket to the cultivation treasure land, then there may not be many people who actually participate in the so-called game."
He sat at the head of the bed and thought quietly.
This lakeside village appears peaceful on the surface.
In fact, there are dangers everywhere.
If he hadn't heard Lan Weir mention the impostor, and the other party had many flaws, he would probably have suffered a great loss.
And when I think of Lanwell.
Roger was also full of doubts.
In the "invisible language" of spiritualism.
This name means "Vilan II" backwards!
It was hard for him not to doubt the other party's origins!
"If Weilan had more than two lives..."
The more Roger thought about it, the more he shuddered.
I always feel that the whole world is full of conspiracies!
Compared with Yuanwang Town.
Even Mistra seemed much more honest and simple!
Thought for a long time.
He still had no clue.
That upset feeling came over me again.
In Roger's feelings.
This night seemed particularly long.
I can't sleep.
He simply got up from the bed and tried the "Moonlight Summoning Technique".
Since all his weapons are sealed.
Roger guessed that this ability could only strengthen the weapons he carried with him.
But the next second.
His face was swollen!
In a low chanting voice.
Pure white moonlight suddenly appeared from his palm.
Roger had an idea.
There was something missing from the tinder bag.
And when it reappeared in Roger's palm.
It is already an unsealed large-caliber silver pistol!
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"Blameless Moon (Hot Weapon/Upgrade/Usable)"
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"Historical panel attributes: One-hit kill (below Ancient)"
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"Restrictions (weakened): Upgraded, or hot weapon rank 0.3, or moonlight (or related) rank 0.04 (originally 0.4)"
…
"Warning: Using weapons from the present world in the historical world will increase your abnormal value very quickly!"
…
"Tip: You can use psychic soap to cover the surface of the weapon to alleviate this problem. During the covering process, there may be slight changes in properties..."
…
"Do you need Cindy's help?"
"That's fine too!"
"Finally, I can use top-grade weapons!"
That moment.
Roger was literally in tears!
This super pistol looted from 010 has been gathering dust in the tinder bag for too long.
Now you finally have the chance to shine!
At that moment, he couldn't wait to familiarize himself with the weapon in his hand.
And let Cindy cover the pistol in various postures, using the breath of psychic magic to conceal its traces from the real world.
unconsciously.
It's already bright outside the window.
There was a bustling sound in the village.
Roger quickly cleaned up.
Then he walked out of the house quickly.
The sound of noisy quarrels was heard in the morning breeze.
at the same time.
The invitation in his arms felt slightly warm.
Very quickly.
In the central square of the village.
The 36 psychics and the old butler Motuo took their positions.
The game that had been held in Lakeside Village for many years but was still unknown to outsiders.
Finally, it slowly began to unfold.
…