"So, the night corresponds to the god of the night, and the day corresponds to the god of the day, and they can say, but what about the two of us, you may not be able to make up four gods, right?"

The clown has a good memory, and he digests everything that Wish says in an instant, and leads to his own analysis.

"We didn't make up two creation gods, but their blood relationship can go further than ordinary people. Do you think there is no other nocturnal inheritance in the Origin World? ”

Little Scandal said, nodded, and said no more.

"You're ready for the trial." The wish added, "But at night, you may not bring anything but Polar Night, equipment, and pets. ”

The night paused obviously, but then he nodded, lifted all the things on his body, and went straight to the trial. After all, no matter how much he said, it was useless, he could only firmly believe that with the strength of his companions, he could all survive this mysterious trial.

[You have entered a trial that has been chosen]

【World of Trials: ??? 】

【The trial begins!】 】

There is no introduction, no background, not even a trial name. In this way, the night entered this three-no-no world.

With a flash of white light, he appeared on the ground.

The place where he stood was a low slope with a little vegetation beside it. It was getting dark.

He turned his head and saw the trail faintly by the side of the forest. Under the forest in the middle of the road, although it is not the fragrance of birds and flowers, there is also some leisurely and quiet charm.

The night condenses spiritual power and quietly releases some night power. When he first arrived, he was still cautious.

After observing that there was no danger around, Dark Night took Polar Night back and embarked on the path to embark on a new journey.

His steps are extremely fast, and he seems to be very rhythmic. Within a few minutes, he had walked miles.

At this time, some voices that do not belong to this nature are gradually heard in front of me. "Someone." The night makes a judgment in an instant.

With a tap on his tiptoes, he followed the example of Xiao Hei and silently jumped onto the branch of a large tree. From this high vantage point, he began to observe what lay ahead.

In the distance, curling smoke rises, faintly buried between heaven and earth. As the sun sets, the night is like being in Penglai Wonderland.

It turned out that he was heading towards a quaint village at the foot of the mountain. And the sound he had just heard was actually the laughter of some children.

【Main quest triggered】

【Enter the village as a tourist and spend the night in the village】

At this point, the hint of wish came.

The night swept over, went straight down the tree, found a bush of grass, and began to roll around on the ground. After rolling to the stains, he got up again and walked towards the village not far away.

It was only a few steps to the entrance of the village, and I didn't want to hide anything in the dark night, and walked directly towards the gate.

When the children playing at the entrance of the village saw the night, they just looked up and ignored it, but just played with themselves.

"The people are simple, there are fewer crimes, or ...... They have something to rely on, and they are not afraid of losing their children at all. The night swept around, but there were still no adults in sight.

The night frowned slightly, he felt that something was wrong. Ordinary trials are not so simple, but this is a wish-pick, is it so easy for him to pass?

But in fact, he really got the wrong idea. He didn't want to make things difficult for the night at all, and his original intention was to let the night get the blood of the night god.

It's just that the night is just wrong for the wish because of vigilance.

At the entrance of the village, the night slowed down and began to look at the village in front of him. The whole village is very primitive, although simple, but also gorgeous.

But in the middle of the village, there is a black tower about ten stories high, which looks magnificent and extraordinary. It's as if there are immortals living there.

He made up his mind: "Let's go and see the black tower in the center first!" ”

With the goal in mind, the night didn't care whether there were tricks in the village or not, and the shaving under his feet had already been used, blowing like the wind towards the center of the village.

Along the way, he didn't see a single adult, but he didn't easily unleash the power of the night to reconnoitre. Again, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.

In a matter of seconds, the night was under the central tower of the village. Instantly, a knowing smile appeared on his face.

There, a group of people were sitting in a large open space outside the tower, listening solemnly to an old man standing at the door of the tower. Obviously, that's why there are no adults in the whole village.

In the center of the crowd, the gushing old man looked like a martial artist. He was a burly man, with a slightly rickety back, a red complexion, and was clearly a fond of drinking. Although his dress is not decent, he still looks like a master with the style of not being angry and arrogant.

But the most striking thing was the knife he was carrying.

The knife was not pretty, with a black blade, a handle wrapped in a white cloth, a pitted surface, not even a scabbard, and even looked like it didn't even have a blade. However, based on the experience and intuition of the night, it is definitely a peerless sword. It's like he thinks the old man is a master.

It may be that there is a spirit between the swordsmen, and the old man also instantly noticed the dark night when he walked. Seeing the night, he showed a hint of surprise on his face and stopped speaking directly. He stared at the night from afar, and there was a hint of not-so-sharp knife intent on his body.

At first, he didn't take this knife intent seriously, but as time passed, his forehead began to sweat.

Because, he had never seen a trialist with such a deep sword intent, even a level forty apocalypse, he didn't have such a powerful sword intent as him.

Moreover, unlike ordinary swordsmen, this old man's sword intent is like a mountain and a long river, full of strength, but there is no trace of edge, such as Taoguang Yang's obscure scene, with the intention of crushing heaven and earth.

But gradually, this sword intent regenerated and changed. As if alive, it began to drift around the night, and encircled him in the center, and then, with bad intentions, it squeezed the night in the middle of the night, so that the night could not advance or retreat.

The dark night was forced to grab the void, and the polar night instantly appeared in his hand. With the knife in hand, its own momentum naturally erupted like a volcano.

Unlike this old man, the knife of the night is extremely sharp. And the old man didn't say a word, and directly pressed him with momentum, which made the black night, who was also a swordsman, not annoyed.

He picked up his right hand, which was not holding a knife, and slashed at the void in front of him three times with the momentum of a knife.

These three "knives", like thunder that soared into the sky, cut off the mountain, shattered the river, and swept away all the surrounding momentum. The pressure of the night that broke through the encirclement suddenly dropped, and even breathing was much easier.

But then, the red-faced old man moved. He strode up, and drew his sword in the sky, and attacked the night from above.

The huge black knife on his back fell straight to the top of the night head. If this blow hits, the night is sure that he will die!

Seeing that the opponent started to make a killing move, and he didn't hide his selfishness in the night, the moon stepped in the air, making a crisp sound, extremely. The raven spreads its wings and turns the sky black.

"Boom !!"

The two moves are against each other, but they are evenly matched. But the storm they caused shook the entire tower. The audience below was shocked and discolored. This heavenly dragon and tiger fight is really not something that ordinary people like them can bear.

After a move, the old man turned over and returned to the door of the tower, put the knife back behind his back again, and then waved directly, and the crowd below was instantly awakened, and hurriedly scattered.

However, although they looked hurried, they retreated in an orderly manner. It is clear that they used to come here a lot to "listen to lectures".

"You come in with me." The old man said in a low voice. After that, he did not wait for the night, turned around and walked towards the tower.

The night foot fiercely exerted, and chased directly after it with the power of the shaving skill. The old man who was going up the stairs couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he saw the speed of the night.

The two didn't say anything all the way. Soon they went upstairs one after another, and came to the only room on the top floor. The room was simply furnished, with nothing extra except for a bed.

The old man sat down on the bed with a big sting, obviously not intending to leave room for the night. Then he pulled out a glass bottle of wine from under the bed and drank it in a big gulp.

The old man drank the wine, and his face became more and more red. But he was full of energy, and he couldn't see the posture of an old man at all.

"Boy, where did you come from?" The old man asked.

The night smiled in his heart. Xin said: "How do I know! Where is this? Who am I? Where am I going? How do I know these ultimate propositions! Besides, even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you if it was good or not! ”

However, his expression management is learned from the clown, so naturally he will not show flaws. Then, he replied confidently: "I don't know! ”

The old man was shocked. Completely undisguised, he was shocked. He really didn't expect that the night would say this answer. The old man poured a few sips of wine, which was considered to be a shock to himself.

"You always know who you are, right?" The old man asked.

"My name is the night, the night of the night, the night of the night!" This time, the old man wisely did not pour any more wine, otherwise he would most likely squirt.

"Damn! Case...... Wait, what's your name? Night! The old man didn't drink anymore, but stared at the night, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Your knife skills...... What is it called? ”

"Night Knife." The night did not hesitate and answered instantly. He has always been very proud of his knife skills.

"Night Knife...... Night Knife ...... Could it be ...... Could it be that your kid is a descendant of the night god? The old man couldn't hide it when he saw it, and if he had pretended to be surprised, it would have been too powerful.

"What night god?" The night asked knowingly. He came here to find the god of the night, and he got a clue so easily, how could he not like it. But on the surface, he looks completely unaware, and in terms of acting skills, he is one of the best.

"Don't worry, even if you are the heir of the night god, the old man will not do anything to you, but you have to be careful, there are many people outside who covet your position! Hey, hey, hey......" said the old man, laughing evilly a few times, making the night feel a trace of malice......