Chapter 57: Night Change (I)

Sunset fishing village.

Several bodies hung from the fence gate of the village. When entering the fishing village, the Charles could feel the kindness of the villagers. Patton, the leader of the militia, led the men home and entertained them with a sumptuous dinner.

When a few people walked out of the house after eating and drinking, the sunset had gradually sunk on the side of the Sunset Mountain, and the orange sunset sprinkled between the buildings of the fishing village, and then sniffed the moist lake breeze blowing from the Pterodactyl Lake, and everyone felt relaxed and happy for a while.

"Tsk, that's the sense of accomplishment of doing good."

Takekawa crossed his arms behind his head and stood on the slope looking at Pterodactyl Lake, his face full of intoxication.

"You've killed the five of them, and you'd better go back to the temple and buy some 'Axiom Water' to wash off the offset."

Charles glanced at the halfling. The 'Aquatic Ring' had been asked for by him, and he was wearing it on his index finger. Takekawa's assassination in the water was very successful, and it was considered to be a guinea pig for him, confirming the magic effect of the ring.

"Tonight, I'll be at the foot of the fishing village first, and you'll go online early tomorrow." Charles turned to the quicksand on his fingertips, haunted by his dreams.

"What about you, where are you going?"

The two women nodded. He looked at the halfling again.

"We're meeting in Arabe. I still have a task of my own, so I won't be with you. Takekawa waved his hand, and suddenly lowered his voice again: "...... Hey, Charles, is there any way you can deal with that ogre? I've calculated, 1 Ogre Overseer, 36 regular Ogre, at least that number of experience! โ€

As he spoke, the halfling stretched out one palm, and then felt that it was not enough, and stretched out his left palm, raising a total of eight fingers and shaking it.

"Eighty thousand?"

Charles was also startled, and a hint of fiery color flashed under his eyes, which was quickly covered by a calm color.

"Don't overthink it. An ordinary aquatic ogre, almost three times our level. If you want to kill the Ogre Overseers with corpses, you need a legion anyway. Charles shook his head.

The experience of 80,000 is indeed very good, and the four of them share it evenly, and each of them gets 20,000. And upgrading from level 6 to level 7 requires 30,000 experience points, which is equivalent to directly getting 63% of the upgrade progress.

Although the reward is tempting, it must also be rewarded. If you go back to the temple area of Susar because of this, it will be more than worth the loss. At present, the player still has the ability to fight against high-level monsters.

"I don't think it's possible, so I'm going to tease you."

Takekawa nodded in agreement, in exchange for a roll of the priest's eyes.

The time period from the afternoon evening to the night is the peak of the upper and lower lines of "Dawn". After a day of playing, the student party and professional players had to go offline to rest, and the office workers had just returned home and couldn't wait to connect to the game.

The quicksand at the fingertips and the haunting dreams have gone offline one after another. Takekawaichi wandered around the fishing village, saying that he wanted to sweep the village's tasks.

Charles finds an inn in a fishing village.

It was a courtyard with stables and a kitchen, and there were many flowers and plants in the courtyard, but it was much more cluttered because of the storm the night before.

The innkeeper was a lame old fisherman, dark-skinned, skinny, and perhaps the only thing that stood out was his bright eyes.

The old fisherman stood behind the counter with a cigarette gun and whispered to the priest, "Hey, Holy Presence? 5 silver coins a night, a simple dinner gift, can't live? โ€

"Stay."

Chardo glanced at the old fisherman a few times, and judging from the thick cocoon on his right palm, this old fellow should have been an adventurer who was proficient in swordsmanship, and retired after being lame.

Putting 5 silver coins on the counter, the old fisherman pointed to the narrow staircase hidden in the corner of the lobby with a smoking gun, and said with a smile: "Second floor, the first room." โ€

The small shop in the fishing village does not want to have the environment of a wizard's hotel in the aristocratic district. Charles walked into the room and threw out a [Detection Magic] and [Poison Detection] to see if there was anything hidden in the room. Be especially careful in this kind of wild shop.

Lighting an oil lamp on his dilapidated desk, Charles sat down in a rattling chair and pulled out a magic book he had scavenged from Durle's study, and read it quietly.

"On the Enhancement of Spellsโ€”Duru", Reading Progress: 91%."

Eyes fixed on a book for a few seconds, and a line of data appears on the retina.

This is one of two magic books, the first one Charles has finished reading and has a message from the [Spell Delay] specialty. With the rest of the book, he found time to study it while traveling, and now he has finally reached 91% of the time.

"It's still 9 percent, and it can be done tonight."

"It is estimated that it is also a super magic specialty reward."

Charles was full of anticipation. Specialty information is hard to come by, especially this kind of supermagic specialty, which is more difficult to obtain than melee specialty. The War-type Specialty can take a month to practice, and there is always a chance to collect three pieces of information.

However, the supermagic specialty is different, either choose with the specialization points rewarded by the system, or study all kinds of magic books to collect by yourself. The charr chose the second path.

The priest, immersed in his own world, did not notice that the entire inn had fallen into a strange atmosphere after night.

Ground floor lobby.

The lame old fisherman, who was dragged out by a dim butter lamp, was propped up on his elbows on the counter, waking up from his memorial with a smoking gun.

"The Holy Coming ......"

"Targeted by evil."

A hint of surprise flashed in the old fisherman's eyes, and he muttered, "To be able to perform this kind of large-scale 'Deep Darkness Technique' is definitely not inferior to the exemplary level. The aura of evil darkness is pure, and it is very likely to be ......"

With that, the old fisherman put down his cigarette gun and silently rummaged through the counter looking for something.

There was also a person in the fishing village who noticed the anomaly.

"What the hell, where have the stars gone?"

Takekawa walked out of a fisherman's house and looked up at the sky, his complexion changing slightly, and a thick mist-like dark aura obscured the sun and moon.

"Is there a big plot out of the blue?" Takekawa took a light breath.

At this time, a frightened scream suddenly came from several places in the fishing village. Takekawa's eyes narrowed, he raised a crossbow in his left hand and a short sword in his right hand, and ran to a place with the closest sound source.

There was a fierce fight in the fishermen's hut.

Takekawa gasped and kicked open the half-hidden wooden door, and then he was stunned.

A fisherman couple fell to the floor, and two thin and blurred dark shadows were wrapping around the fisherman couple. In the corner of the room, another adult man was swinging his sword against the third shadow.

"It's a ghost!"

Takekawa immediately recognized this shadow monster.

Shadows, ghosts, and ghosts are three different evil ethereal creatures.

Wraiths are the most terrifying, and they have some abilities in life, such as dragon ghosts, which are far from being something that current players can fight against. And the difference between a ghost and a ghost is that a ghost is the soul of a deceased person, whereas a ghost is made up of pure dark energy. However, both have the ability to 'generate derivation', and every time they kill a person, within a few minutes, another controlled virtual creature will appear on that person.

From the first time he saw the ghost, Takekawa thought of the entire sunset fishing village, which had become a ghost**, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"It shouldn't be!"

"How can this kind of thing appear in droves!"

"Could it be that some powerful being summoned it?"

Takekawa's thoughts raced.

Physical attacks are ineffective against evil void creatures, and even spells, dodging by these creatures can only deal half the damage. Halflings often venture into treasure caves and tombs, so they always carry holy water on their bodies.

Without thinking about it, he took out a bottle of holy water and threw it at the two fishermen who fell to the ground, and then rushed to the corner of the house, and threw the last few drops of holy water at the bottom of the bottle at the third ghost.

Whoosh.

The vicious screams seemed to come from deep space, and then quickly subsided. Finally, there were three more piles of ashes on the ground. The fisherman couple were lucky enough to be nearly killed by the Shadow's contact.

"Thank you......" The young man in the corner bowed deeply to Takekawa.

"No, no, no, you guys are in the house, don't walk around."

Takekawa waved his hand absently, withdrew the light crossbow in his right hand, replaced it with another bottle of holy water, and then rushed out of the house.

The fishing village is in chaos.

Screams are heard one after another, and cats and dogs are panicking. Takekawa stood at the door of the hut, looked around, and whispered in his heart, "No, we need to find the summoner to remove the danger from the source." โ€

"The Charr should be putting out the fires too, if there are a few more priests, these ghosts are just here to send experience."

Takekawa didn't know that his old friend was still silent in reading, so there was still a trace of luck in his heart.

If he knew, he would probably choose to run away at this moment. Because without the priest present to use the 'dispel' ability, these ghosts will grow more and more, and eventually turn the entire fishing village into hell.

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"Reading progress is 100%."

"Reading done."

"You have a preliminary understanding of the [Spell Potency] specialty."

Spells are powerful!

The priest looked up from the old wooden table, a hint of surprise on his delicate face.

Spell Potency is an ultra-magical specialty. Not only does this feats increase the damage of Mages and Warlocks' attack spells by 50%, but it also increases the healing effect by 50% when the Priest class uses this feats when memorizing healing spells.

Moreover, the priest is not the only one who needs to use [Spell Potency].

Priests with high perception attributes, with this specialty, can memorize [Powerful: Flame Strike] (Five Rings) and [Powerful: Sword Blade Protection] (Six Rings), which is the rhythm of opening the second man.

Some of the priest's status magic can also be increased with [Spell Strength], such as 'Cow Strength', 'Bear Tenacity', and so on.

"The spell is delayed, the spell is powerful, and each has collected a piece of specialty information."

"Collect all three and you will get a specialty."

Charles really felt that he would have to visit the aboriginal lawyers' study in the future.

Throw 100% of the magic books back in your backpack. Once you have the expertise information, you can only use the book as a collection. Xia R planned to have spare money, so he built a large house in the high-rise area of Susar, which was full of bookshelves, collecting books from all over the material continent.

"Hoo ......"

Standing up from his chair and stretching, Charles was about to go offline, but the strange silence of the room, and the slightest scream from the closed window, suddenly made the priest's lazy expression change, and his eyes suddenly sharpened.

"It's not right!"

"It's an evil breath!"

Soaking in the air filled with the aura of evil, Charles felt uncomfortable.

"The magic painting is still in the stable!" Charles suddenly remembered something, and his face changed drastically. In the evening, when he was staying at the hotel, he tethered the bantam to the stable, and forgot to bring the magic painting.

He felt that this evil aura was inseparable from the magic painting.

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