Chapter 103: The Land of Dead Silence

"Advanced?"

Yu Fei smiled softly, did not respond immediately, and waited until the purple bee demon pattern on the back of his left palm faded away, leaving only a faint mark on his skin, and then said slowly: "It should be said that it is still in progress." ”

"I only got the first Wasp Magic Pattern, which is considered to have just started the advanced mission, and there are still a lot of tedious plot lines that need to run around."

"Ugh."

Takekawa blinked.

He was tempted to ask what Yufie's advanced class was, but the woman on the field was just as mysterious as Charles, and she wouldn't tell if she asked.

Halflings were already thinking about the advanced profession of "Magic Tattoo", but they couldn't find the slightest impression.

"Dawn" has always been very strict about the game information, and it is said that ten years before the game was established, the giant companies that opened the holographic era have been laying out, and gradually tightened their pockets by purchasing copyrights, and now they can only find some irrelevant information when searching on the Internet.

"If only Charles were here, he must know about Yufie's advanced class......"

Takekawa suddenly remembered the Priest of the Holy Adventists, and heard that the guy had gone north with an oil painting, and seemed to be running some big mission, and it looked like he was going to climb over the Storm Horn Mountains.

"It seems hard to advance to a higher class."

The halfling shrugged at Yuffie and said, "Gain the trust of the aboriginal profession before he will act as your guide, and then you will have to go through a long assessment task...... I think I'd better find a part-time route first. ”

"Wanderers can be part-time mages, but pay attention to experience punishment, so let's improve the level first." Yuffie walked up to the audience and glanced at the halfling.

"You two come here."

The warrior monk beckoned to the quicksand and haunting dreams of her fingertips outside the fence of the arena. The wanderer and the sorcerer looked at each other and walked side by side.

In the past three days, the two of them can be said to be completely convinced. Defeat is defeat, whether it is quicksand at the fingertips or haunted by dreams, they have their own self-esteem and will not make excuses for defeat. Although the female warrior monk level suppressed them, you must know that they are two people joining forces, and they have not won even a single victory in three days, no matter how proud they are, they must admit defeat at this time.

"You've progressed."

Yuffie ripped off the red ribbon that bound her hair and held it in her hand, her drooling blonde hair falling over her shoulders. She stood with her arms folded, the sun shining on her beautiful face, the delicate fluff faintly glowing.

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, the female president said to the two:

"Remember the first day? In just three seconds, I'll get you done. At that time, the two of you didn't cooperate at all, and you didn't look like partners at all. Is it that when Charles is not around, you will not cooperate? ”

"But you're forcing me to use my advanced abilities today. If it hadn't been for the Acceleration, the Warlock had finished casting a spell and threw a three-ring spell, and I had fallen. ”

"So this victory should be yours."

Quicksand and Haunting both shook their heads in silence, apparently not accepting Yufie's comforting words.

"You ......"

Yuffie raised her willow eyebrows, seeing the eagerness of the two women's eyes faintly passing by. She chuckled inwardly and decided to change her training program, so that neither the sorcerer nor the wanderer would have a chance to challenge her anytime soon.

"Recently, more and more orcs and goblins have appeared in the wasteland."

"Your level is not good, in the next month, let's go with me and the Twilight Blade team to the monster farming area outside the city for a mission."

Speaking of this, Yu Fei glanced at the quicksand and dreams on his fingertips, and when he saw their faces showing different colors, he couldn't help but smile: "Don't be busy questioning and rejecting, I'm also good for you." In a month's time, you, the Crown of Nodashir, should be leading the development of a borderless land in the Cormir Kingdom. ”

Yuffie crossed his fingers, gestured with a capital "ten", and blinked: "That guy Charles said, this is the lowest level to participate in the Pioneer Legion, and when the time comes, if you are left in Arabe, don't blame me for trapping you." ”

"Level ten?"

At this time, even the halfling was anxious, showing a look of surprise, and said with his fingers: "Rub, I'm only level eight now...... Do the math, and you'll have to ...... to level 10 At least 300,000 experience! ”

The quicksand on the fingertips and the haunting complexion also became ugly.

"So, in the coming month, let's say goodbye to the arena for the time being. You need to level up with the team, and I need to run advanced missions. Yuffie said with a smile in his eyes.

"Calculate the time, he should be at Tivanton."

"Recently, the Storm Horn Mountains have not been peaceful, and there is a sense of death in Arabe City before the mountain rain is about to come. I heard that the imperial capital Susar also has an undercurrent surging......"

The warrior monk led the three of them out of the arena and couldn't help but stand on the doorstep steps, looking out at the mountains looming in the north.

……

Tivanton.

Towards evening, the rain poured down.

Tivanton was once a very important frontier city, and Cormier fought several wars with neighboring Sambia, but after the Goblin Wars, the female lord Milman and his army recaptured the land.

But a little more than a year ago, the border city, with a population of nearly 10,000, suddenly turned into dead ruins, and all the inhabitants disappeared strangely, leaving only deep darkness and sunken shadows in the city.

After researching it, some royal mages and scholars went back and submitted a report to the guild: Tifanton may have been attacked from the Shadow Realm.

A great debate broke out within the Guild, and the royal and aristocratic families disagreed on what to do with the Dead City, which still stands between the Stormhorn Mountains and the Desert Mouth Mountains, and passers-by have to take a dirt road to get around the area.

On the outskirts of the dead city, there is a newly built fortress-like barracks.

A line of tall and strong soldiers stood at the head of the fortress wall, looking through the rain curtain at the ruins of the city more than 100 meters away. And the dirt paths for travelers to walk are right under the noses of the fortress.

"Dingding......

Raindrops the size of beans fell on the soldiers, and the helmets and weapons made pleasant sounds, but the soldiers remained motionless like stones, showing strict discipline and strong qualities.

Garrisoned here was undoubtedly an elite army, with a regular army of three hundred, including fifty Purple Dragon Knights.

"How about it, there are no idlers waiting to break into the dead city, right?"

Knock knock.

A heroic knight wearing refined chain mail, a long sword at his waist, a dragon-patterned purple cloak hanging from his back, and a flying dragon's head crown on his head, stepped up to the wall.

"Lord William, apart from the Pastor of the Holy Advent who passed by an hour ago, there have been no other travelers to be found on the dirt road lately." A soldier captain reports.

"Pastor of the Holy Adventists?" The Purple Dragon Knight frowned slightly.

"Yes, a young male priest, the priest of Ogmar, bears the emblem." Captain Soldier said.

The Purple Dragon Knight asked, "Did he tell him why he came?" ”

The captain of the soldiers shook his head.

"......" The purple knight thought for a moment, and then didn't think much about it. The presence of a priest in the Tivanton area, while somewhat strange, is not without precedent.

As long as he doesn't go into the ruins to investigate.

The shadows and darkness there will swallow up any profession.

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