Chapter 8: The Narrative of the Cloudy Sky
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Trist stood up against the tree and looked at Vikz, "Oh? Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Vikz said with disdainful look at him.
"My Destiny Dice isn't over yet, how about it, do you dare to try it again?" Trist slowly took out dozens of playing cards from the card box, and Vikz felt the power of those cards up close.
"What a strange creature of flesh and blood," Vikz said with a wink, "you want to continue my experiments, and I'll fulfill you." Vikz slowly backed away.
Trist also threw a round of playing cards beside him, but Vikz didn't see the smile under the brim of his hat. "All, disintegrate!" all of Vikz's tentacles joined together, and a ray of light instantly struck Trist.
With a "bang", there was still the shadow of Trist around, and the ray blasted all the trees along the way to slag.
Vikz saw that the situation was not right, stopped casting the spell, he floated over, looking at the place where Trist disappeared, after a while, he came back to his senses, remembering the previous battle, he had already launched a disintegration ray, but Trist just disappeared out of thin air, "So he still has hole cards that have not been revealed?" Vikz thought, suddenly, he thought, when he knocked Trist back to the trunk of the tree, from then on it seemed that there were strong magic fluctuations in him...
"Could it be!" Vikz couldn't believe it, "Could it be that he advanced in battle? reached the Void level?" Vikz couldn't calm down for a long time, "Why is a human born with a half-step void?" He closed his eyes, "Valoran, a country rich in information, next time I catch him, I want to know everything about him!"
Vikz left.
On a certain mountain, a circle of playing cards suddenly appeared out of thin air, and then with a "bang", a man fell to the ground. "I've just been promoted, and I'm still not very proficient in controlling magic. He was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, and it was Trist.
After resting for a while, he stood up and looked around, "It seems to have teleported to the side of the Iron Ridge Mountains, and my head hurts." Trist said, holding his forehead.
"I didn't expect you to reach the Void level so quickly, Trist. Someone said behind Trist's back.
Trist hurriedly turned around, and when he saw the face of the person who came, he was shocked, "Yun Lao?", that's right, this person is the white-bearded old man Yun Tian who has disappeared for a long time.
"Well, it's me, my image won't last long, what I'm going to say, you have to remember. "Yuntian Dao.
At this time, Trist also found that Yuntian's body seemed to be a little illusory.
"This world is almost the same as the Valoran Continent, but it's not the original Valoran, I don't know how this continent was formed, maybe it was made by those old guys in the Void, Trist, listen up, they need a total of three items to enter Valoran smoothly, these three items are the Spirit of Winter, the Aether Spirit and the Catalytic Divine Stone, you must get them first, you can't let them fall into the hands of the enemy. ”
Yun Tian paused, and at this time, a scroll appeared in front of Trist, and he continued, "This scroll records their storage location, appearance, and efficacy, you go to Freljord first to find the Spirit of Winter, by the way, don't open the scroll first, open it when your life is threatened." Trist stepped forward and grabbed the scroll.
"Hey, old man, my arcane magic is running out. Someone next to Yuntian said. "Well, that's all there right away. ”
"Trist, remember, the Void must not be allowed to get them, go to Freljord, you will meet your friends. As soon as the words fell, the image of the cloudy sky disappeared.
Trist looked at the scroll in his hand, which could only be opened when my life was in danger, but he only told me that the Spirit of Winter was in Freljord, Trist thought to himself.
He put away the scroll and walked down the hill in the direction of Freljord.
In a basement, in the dim light, two figures were eating, "Yuntian, you seem to have given Trist a lot of treasures, just the pendant of the shoes you gave him, what kind of yodel is that..." Yun Tian replied lightly
"Oh yes, no, I'm forgetful. Reiz retorted.
"Everything, it's up to him, the innate half-step void level, I think there is something strange, it must be the body that has done some kind of Zu'an's experiment. Yun Tian said with some puzzlement,
"Well, it's impossible for ordinary people to have such powerful magical energy. Ruiz said as he gobbled it up.
"Let's hope he has a good trip. Yuntian put down the bowl in his hand and said,
Little did he know, however, that Trist was about to face a major crisis, but that's for another story.
In the Iron Ridge Mountains, Trist walked through the woods for a long time, and then found a tree stump to sit down and rest, "This place is really weird, there is no bird song after walking for so long, it is too quiet..." Suddenly, a dark wind struck Trist, who hurriedly blocked it with his hand.
When the wind blew over, Trist stood up, something strange, he thought.
"Woo... Something seemed to make a strange noise.
Trist picked up a stone from the ground and looked around vigilantly, "Babble!" A sharp cry sounded to the left of Trist, and he turned his head to see a ghost rushing towards him, and he threw the stone out of his hand, but the stone did not hit the ghost, and passed through the ghost.
The ghost shoved Trist and lifted him into the air again, and at first Trist didn't expect that the stone could not be used against the ghost, and he got up from the ground in embarrassment.
The ghost didn't seem to have had enough of it, and continued to attack Trist, "Hmph, physical attacks don't work for you, but what about magic attacks?" Trist pulled out a red playing card and slammed it at the ghost.
"Smack!" "Smack!" the ghost let out a cry of pain, then fell to the ground and gradually dissipated.
The moment the ghost landed and dissipated, the whole forest suddenly surged, and the howl of the undead echoed in Trist's ears, and the forest seemed eerie, as if a behemoth would appear at any moment and devour everything.
Trist couldn't help but raise his vigilance, pulled out a golden playing card from the card box, pinched it in his hand, and walked forward.
After walking for a few more minutes, the fallen leaves on the road ahead suddenly rose into the air, forming a whirlpool, and Trist stopped, "This is... What's going on...," he muttered.
Suddenly, the wind blew so hard that Trist was caught off guard and fell directly to the ground, and he couldn't help but cover his eyes.
The wind only blew for a few tens of seconds before it stopped, and when Trist straightened his clothes and stood up, he saw a gate in front of him.
On the other side of the door was the road ahead, but Trist felt that the door was not easy, and he tried to get around the left and right sides of the door, but it seemed that he had hit some barrier and could not pass through.
"Hmmm, it seems, is this a must-go?" said Trist helplessly, and there was no other way to go at the moment.
He straightened his coat and hat, clenched the golden playing cards in his hand, and walked slowly to the door.
The moment before walking in the door, "It's all in the cards." He said as he glanced at the golden playing cards in his hand and walked in.
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