The familiar feeling of dizziness dissipated from his mind, and Mo Jun opened his eyes to find that he had returned to the small cubicle where he had started. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The end of a game is the beginning of a new game. ”

There seemed to be a soft murmur ringing in Mo Jun's ears, and at the same time, the sign on the main door of the compartment glowed with brilliance, and lines of new words appeared on the sign.

[Choice]

[1. Access to the nearest game area, security and the presence of other participants are not guaranteed]

[2. Randomly teleport to any game area, and other participants will appear in that area]

[3.Roll a dice to get a gem with the corresponding number of points (Witch Power Extra Option)]

After the first game scene, Mo Jun had accumulated a total of ten cards in his hand. Among them, there are the most blank choice cards, with a total of 6, followed by mod cards with 3, which are the affix-fire, the affix-material, and the affix-spread, and the last is a blank declaration card. It is worth mentioning that a total of four of these ten cards were given by the task of protecting the camp of the migration team at the end, and Mo Jun had to sigh that although he was unlucky to throw a value of 6 points, the rewards were also properly rich.

"Compared to the first choice, the first two options seem likely to meet the rest of the game's participants. Mo Jun touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "Option 2 will inevitably meet other people, and option 1 is to fight for character...... Hehe. At the mention of his luck, Mo Jun couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness in his heart, "Forget it, what does the third option mean first, anyway, there is a lot of blank choice cards in my hand now." ”

Pressing his finger on the third option of the sign, at the same time, a blank choice card in Mo Jun's hand automatically flew out, escaping into a cloud of light mist, and then this light mist condensed into a dice, suspended in the air waiting for Mo Jun to play.

"Huh, 5 o'clock?" Mo Jun threw it casually, and the dice rolled out, and the final result made Mo Jun happy, and secretly said that his character seemed to be able to be saved, and after the dice stopped rolling, it turned into a colorful card, with five gems of different colors and shapes painted on the card, and a line of small characters written on the bottom of the card.

[Gem Card: This card can be traded with the Witch Apostle in 'Between Choices', and the value is equal to the same amount of gems]

"Judging by the information available...... There are no clues at all, but the references to 'Between Choices' and 'Witch Apostle' are very interesting and may be encountered in future games. Mo Jun pinched the colorful gem card in his hand and looked at it over and over again for a long time before putting it away. By this time, the text of the choice had reappeared on the sign.

Select the second option. After some careful consideration, Mojun decided to take the initiative and interact directly with other game participants. Tactically, the second option would at least give him access to the information that there must be a Trialist in his playing area. In terms of combat, due to the existence of rule four (if you forget the rules of the witch game, you can go to the first chapter of the extra-fan to view), the trialists cannot directly attack each other, and can only fight through cards, so adapt to this combat method in advance, and gain a greater advantage in the subsequent battles.

Pressing my finger back on the second option, the door of the room made a crunch, as if the doorknob had turned slightly, apparently pushing the door out. At the same time, a blank choice card in Mo Jun's hand also escaped into light particles, and at this point, there were still four blank choice cards left in his hand.

Pushing the door out, the first thing that caught Mo Jun's eye was a dark dome.

"It's also the ghost of this kind of world to be played. With a slight frown, Mo Jun stepped out of the room, and the entrance behind him quickly closed as the soles of his feet left, making Mo Jun completely in this new game area.

As Mo Jun said, the scenery of this game area is still not very glamorous, the air is filled with a faint smell of blood, a dirt road spreads in front of Mo Jun's location, and at the end of the road sits a black and gray building, and there is nothing else worth seeing.

[Side Quest: Dawn of Terror (1)]

[Mission Description: Before dawn arrives, help the Demon Cross Legion resist the invasion of the Ethereals, the number of legionnaires killed exceeds 40% and the mission fails]

[Reward: 1 Choice Card]

"Before dawn arrives...... the corners of Mo Jun's mouth twitched as he glanced at the time—it was only around one o'clock in the morning, which meant that he had to help a force called the "Demon Cross" for at least five hours, and if these hapless children were badly damaged in battle before he arrived at the mission location, his mission would be ruined.

"Sad, the work of the savior broke his leg......"

[etc.]

An abrupt voice appeared in Mo Jun's mind, not the cold electronic synthesis sound that the main god issued when he issued the task, nor the lazy voice of his own senior sister.

"What's wrong, Mr. Demon. Mo Jun was taken aback coldly, and after reacting, he said indifferently in his heart: "Didn't you say that I won't show up until I get to the new mission world, why can't I hold it back now?"

[I noticed a familiar smell, it should be the smell of an 'old friend']

"The way you demon clan use to identify your identity is really special. Mo Jun shrugged, "And then, you want to have a warm meeting with an old friend?"

"In my current state, I'm going to be devoured as soon as I show my head. Asacher made no secret of his weakness, "I formed a bond with it hundreds of years ago, and after a fierce battle, I was sealed into the labyrinth of lambs by the ancestors of the hunters, and this guy ...... I don't know where he went, but he was no less injured than I was, and I remember vividly that half of his head had been melted into slag by the sulfur fire......"

"I don't have time to hear about your glorious past. ”

"Make a deal, human. The demon stretched out its tempting claws towards Mo Jun, "Kill it for me, I can feel it nearby." I'll give you some useful information when it's done. ”

"What information?" Mo Jun was slightly stunned.

"After being on your Heart Island for so long, it is impossible for me, as a Great Demon, to do nothing. Asacher's tone was full of smugness, "I explored the nearby sea, although it is very troublesome to forbid the sea of the mind, but it is ...... in front of me."

"In other words, you want to use Saivia's map to let me kill an old enemy for you?" Mo Jun's face was full of mockery, "or pay the bill after the fact, you really should learn from those demons - at least they are generous customers who pay first and work later." ”

"Those cunning creatures of Purgatory will not offer fair deals at all, they will only make people sign contracts full of loopholes and fraud, and then take the souls of the deceived. Asacher scoffed at the devils' approach, and then said in a deep voice: "My net worth is in the labyrinth of lambs, although my soul is free, but all my treasures have been lost, and I have nothing to do with it except for my natural instincts...... Wait, I think you'll be interested in this. ”

"What's that?"

"Brimstone fire. The demon seemed to lick the corners of his mouth and smiled very brightly, "But you'll have to add some more price." ”

The "deal" with the demon did not affect Mo Jun's progress, and in less than half an hour, he arrived at his destination, which was the gray-black building at the end of the road. As he approached, Mo Jun found that there was a deep river in front of the building, and the only passable thing was a masonry bridge covered with blood stains and traces of collision with sharp weapons, which looked full of vicissitudes under the reflection of torches. At the end of the bridge, there were three or four guards in different costumes, holding hot weapons similar to old-fashioned rifles, and that was all the information that Mo Jun could observe before the other party found out.

"Who is it?" The guards soon saw the visitor on the other side of the bridge, in fact, it was difficult to find a place to hide in the empty wasteland, seeing the appearance of Mo Jun, the guards couldn't help but clench their guns, and shouted with tense cheeks and nerves: "Show your identification!"

"A wandering warrior from the East. Mo Jun spread his empty hands and signaled that he had no hostility, "I hope to be able to obtain permission to enter your territory, and at the same time, I am willing to contribute my own strength to the security of your territory." ”

"No problem, it's not like a possessed person. One of the guards took out a green diamond-shaped spar and swept it at Mo Jun, then nodded and said, "Welcome to the Demon Cross, it's not common for a warrior like you to travel alone, and you usually follow caravans and mercenary groups from camp to camp. ”

"Everyone has their own story. Mo Jun didn't have time to make up the origin, he glanced at the green hedron in the guard's hand, and then said, "You are members of the Demon Cross Legion, I heard that you have been attacked by the Ethereal Spirit in the past few days, is this true?"

"Actually, we've been fighting the Ethereal since our founding. The guard returned to his post and explained in a tired voice: "But since yesterday, there have been ethereal creatures on the east side of the bridge, and they have tirelessly attacked our defenses, and they have not stopped attacking until the early hours of this morning. ”

"Wandering ...... Mage?" the corners of Mo Jun's mouth twitched, this setting sounded very familiar, very similar to the identity he had just fabricated.

"Yes, he's resting in the camp near the bridge on the east side, fellow wanderers, you may have a common language. ”

"yes. Maybe there really is a 'common' language. Mo Jun smiled, and his heart was vigilant, because he knew that this wandering mage might be a game participant like him, and if it wasn't someone from the senior sister's camp, then it was very likely that a war would start on the spot.

Under the guidance of the guards, Mo Jun quickly found the location of the camp near the bridge on the east side, and at the same time, he was also thinking about the future countermeasures to deal with the enemy - since he could not fight directly, how should he defeat the other party, should he use the power of the aborigines or use cards, and if the other party used cards to interfere with him, how should he respond?

However, when he saw the true face of the "wandering mage", these thoughts vanished in an instant.

"Damn?!How are you!"

(Dawn of Fear - Grimdawn, a game on Steam, is good as an imitation of a dark ARPG, and if it can be optimized, it is enough to be comparable to the existence of Torchlight, especially the constellation system is refreshing, and it feels like a Path of Exile talent tree.) ）

(Another: The book is about to be a million words, and now Mr. Cat has two choices, one is to finish "The Night Watch" as soon as possible and concentrate on writing "The Last Days", and after the completion of "The End of the World", Mr. Cat wants to open an infinite stream of books, and the other is to continue to write "The Night Watch", but the update cannot be guaranteed, after all, the energy is limited, and it is impossible to take care of two books.) This choice is left to you who have always supported this book, no matter where you read this chapter, if you have ideas, you can come to the comment area to express your opinions, and Mr. Cat will carefully refer to your opinions. ）