Chapter Fifty-Eight: Nightmare
Li Moyou coughed, looked around left and right, and found that no one was paying attention to him. The pen and the fun www.biquge.info looked at the mural in front of him in embarrassment.
The mural is a picture of the Spring Palace, engraved with a few lines of words.
"I just want you to stay a little longer at this moment.
Embraced me deeply.
Like a beautiful piping.
Breathe your air.
It's as if you're inside me. β
The picture is lifelike, but it is just a lingering between the two dryads. The branches crossed with the branches, the vines blended with the vines, and the two dryads were honest with each other, full of petals.
Although he is a **** of different races, Li Moyou still feels that he should be politely tough. As a result, I couldn't help but feel a little sad when I remembered that I was a skeleton and didn't have that thing at all.
It is a very simple temple, and this exotic fresco is carved into the wall of the temple.
At first, Li Moyou just walked around the village to see if he could catch a kind tree demon and sign a dependent. As a result, after turning around, all the dryads looked numb and shouted for a long time without paying a word.
The disheartened Li Moyou had no choice but to pin his hopes on some corners, such as this deserted temple.
The name of the temple is very atmospheric, and the plaque reads "Suolong Temple".
Throughout the monastery, there was not a trace of life, and dry grass was scattered all over the corners. Even the striking mural is covered in cracks and cobwebs.
After searching for a long time, Li Moyou, who had not seen half a figure, had to return disappointed. Passing by the back door of the temple, a deep well made of bluestone slabs attracted his attention.
This wellhead is really outrageously large, with a radius of about three meters wide, and it really doesn't look like a well for ordinary people to drink water.
Li Moyou looked down, and in an instant, a black shadow flashed in front of him.
Then a system prompt appears.
"Hint: Hit a devastating blow to trigger resurrection. (Revival, passive.) After your health is cleared, a portion of your soulfire will be revived. Cooldown, one day. οΌβ
Li Moyou, who was beaten passively, was shocked, and rolled to the side upside down.
And the deep well that emitted a black shadow gave birth to a dark and deep shadow at this time.
The shadows swirled and twisted at the mouth of the well, before falling to the surface, turning into black monsters. The monsters' bodies were covered with crimson strange totemic patterns, teeth and claws, and a pair of scarlet eyes stared at the prey in front of them.
"Is it a nightmare?"
"Didn't you say that the nightmares were all gone! These stupid dryads. β
The two NPC hunters passing by happened to see the scene near the deep well, and then they took out their weapons one after another, and one of the wilderness hunters even threw a three-clawed rope in the direction of Li Moyou.
"Hold on to the ropes, skeletons!"
Li Moyou grabbed the flying chains and quickly withdrew backwards under the pull of the chains. Look at the place where he once stood, torn into a wasteland by nightmares.
Glancing at the hunter in front of him gratefully, Li Moyou drew his Punishment Bow and fought side by side with the two.
"Fight and retreat, there are too many enemies, we are not opponents. Try to lure the enemy out of the village to prevent casualties. Looking at the nightmare monsters that kept coming out of the deep well, the Revenant commanded.
Looking at people's realization, Li Moyou thought, if the player had already slipped away when he encountered this situation, it would have taken care of other people's lives.
The Revenant, who is good at surviving in the wild, can skillfully use a variety of weapons and equipment, and can be called a weapon master. I saw that he sometimes took out a light crossbow and fired a succession, and then switched to the flywheel, killing a beautiful arc.
The other hunter was a bounty hunter, with all kinds of darts and short spears in his hands squirting frantically from his fingers like no money.
The trio retreated all the way, and they were about to lure the menacing Nightmares beyond the city walls.
"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and in front of the three of them, the stone door more than ten meters high slammed shut.
The Revenant looked in shock at the top of the city walls, a sneering dryad releasing the handle that closed the gate.
"Sorcer! Are you going to betray the Entente? The Revenant roared angrily.
The female dryad in front of her is the leader of this dryad village. The Dryad clan is a matriarchal society, and Sophie the Sorcerer is the new Mother of the Great Clan.
"No wonder I always feel that the rule of the sorcerers is becoming more and more arbitrary." The Revenant's face was gloomy, he glanced at the approaching nightmare, and whispered, "Skeleton, I'll fly up the city wall with my claws later, and you two hold me tight." β
"Okay."
As soon as this good word came out, Li Moyou was shocked to see the blood on the neck of the Revenant, and he fell to the ground with an unbelievable expression.
"Kill one." The bounty hunter stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the blood from the scimitar, his long wisteria-colored hair obscuring half of his face.
"Very well, you'll get paid well when it's over." The sorcerer sneered and left the walls.
The nightmares behind him also roared and followed in the direction the sorcerer had left.
"Then, next is the second one." The bounty hunter turned his face and smirked.
With a scimitar in his hand, the bounty hunter is the best at assassination and fighting, and at such close range, he believes that he can succeed with a single blow.
"Two, you're paralyzed!" Li Moyou stretched out his skull claws and stuffed a ball of seeds in his hand into the mouth that was close at hand.
The bounty hunter stumbled, about to spit out a kernel-sized seed in his mouth.
"Breeding Seeds - Twisted Dandelions!"
"Ugh." There was a crisp sound, as if an embroidery needle had punctured a balloon.
The bounty hunter fell to the ground.
His head was pierced by silver dandelion fluff, and countless white dandelions slowly emerged from his seven orifices, slowly floating into the sky with blood, looking extremely weird.
Bloody, Li Moyou wiped the blood sprayed on his face. Squatted down, reaching out and gently closing the Revenant's eyelids.
With the corpse on his back, Li Moyou threw out a poisonous snake kudzu vine seed towards the city wall, and the seed fell to the city wall with a green shimmer, instantly taking root, growing rapidly like a creeper, forming a dense vine.
Li Moyou grabbed the vines and climbed out towards the head of the city wall.
Although he has always been pessimistic about the world, he has always been an optimistic person. He always felt that hard work would pay off, and that good people would be rewarded - although real life did not confirm this.
Since entering the game, whether it is the lion king Klinen, or the two warriors of the Meow Woo clan of Silver Bead Fang, and even Meow Both, they all have noble characters, but they all seem to have lived a very hard life, and finally died miserably.
Now including the body lying on his shoulder. He didn't even know the name of this one-sided NPC.
The NPCs in the game are just stats. Li Moyou comforted himself.
However, this made him speculate on the nature of planning with the greatest malice. What kind of distorted outlook on life can design such a tragic character experience?
What he didn't know was that any data in Oracle was calculated by the main brain, running an independent simulation world system. Not to mention that the planners can't set the attributes and backgrounds of the NPCs in the game, they don't even have the easiest data change permissions.
ββIn fact, the planning of "The Oracle" is only responsible for the marketing process. As for the essence of this game, what is it...... No one knows the answer.
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Datong space station.
In the ethereal space, the space station is as small as a paper boat, fragile and lonely, and I don't know where to float into the future.
The white-robed old man had deep eyes, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass, staring at the endless universe.
Behind him was a virtual light curtain, and in the light curtain, it was the former novice testing ground. Armored vehicles are shuttling through.