Chapter 117 What a success!

At night.

The cold wind is biting.

In a border town, almost every household is closed, and only the light coming from the cracks in the door can indicate the presence of someone.

"Ha~ It's so cold." Su Na covered her mouth with her hands and exhaled a breath of warm air. She felt helpless about the snow disaster. In the past, during the plague, people basically died quickly, and there was no need for order and production. Too big an impact.

But now the snowstorm is coming, and everyone is being tortured.

"Wait for me here." Xi Mu stopped, pointed at the leaky shabby house not far away, and explained to Su Na's surprised eyes.

"I'm going to fight vampires, and you following me will be a hindrance."

"I feel like you are looking down on me." Suna's cheeks bulged slightly, feeling dissatisfied with Akhtar looking down on her.

However, after seeing Akhtar's grin, with fire gleaming from the gaps between his teeth, she finally recognized the reality clearly.

Now fourteen years old, her strength is still quite weak.

Ximu turned around and disappeared, his figure disappearing into the wind and snow. Suna turned around and walked into the broken house on the side. After pushing the door open, the first thing that caught her eye was... a man with long black hair and wearing a white dress. female.

Her eyes were scarlet, and she held the dagger towards herself with both hands, pretending to commit suicide.

"Vampire?" Su Na asked doubtfully, and the woman relaxed her vigilance after hearing this, began to look at Su Na, and said:

"Who is you?"

"Su Na, she is a nun by profession." Su Na kept smiling and came to sit beside the old wooden bed.

"Tell me about your situation."

"Elizabeth, I was a member of the village a few days ago." The woman lowered her eyes and said in a sad voice, "Until Falder... broke into the village, insisted on marrying me, and turned me into a vampire."

Her fingers were clasped together.

"Sister Sister, can you please..."

"No, someone has already left." Waving her hand, Su Na looked out the door with a subtle expression and said:

"The Fald you are talking about is probably dying now."

"Huh?" Elizabeth was stunned, not quite understanding what Su Na said, but after feeling the ground shake and the sky suddenly light up, she understood the meaning of what Su Na said.

It seems that some powerful person has come here, and his goal is to defeat Falde. This is a bit too coincidental.

"As expected of Hecate's apprentice, he is quite capable." Suna murmured softly. It is estimated that Akhtar had foreseen Elizabeth's situation and rode the little mare directly to the border town and rushed to commit evil. Vampire family crusade.

But is this a little too hasty? At least he should contact the victim and tell Elizabeth that he is here to help her.

Rather than just rush to the door and chop Fylde.

at the same time.

on the other side.

"Who on earth are you!" Falder covered his bleeding arm with one hand and looked extremely angry. Is this human being sick? He rushed directly to his home and beat people. He didn't even give him any room to talk. His century-old castle was directly burned down.

"It's a passing player." Ximu replied calmly, then stretched out a finger, and the blazing fire circled in the sky and condensed into a sun.

ill.

Falder realized one thing. It was difficult to understand the thinking of the guy on the opposite side, but he could definitely be killed.

"I see you don't take me, Fard, seriously!" He growled angrily, his nails became sharp, and he rushed towards Akhtar.

And the fiery sun in the sky also fell.

"Boom!" The top of the mountain was engulfed in flames, and the impact of the spreading high temperature melted the thick snow, as if summer had arrived in an instant.

The fire faded.

The ground was burned red, half of the mountaintop had disappeared, and Falde had long since disappeared, turning into ashes under that bright sun.

Ximu turned and left.

Before he killed Falde, he had already taken away the relevant meteors, and then he started to kill Falde.

In the first week, he had triggered a side mission about Falder. At that time, he watched Elizabeth being turned into a vampire by the evil Falder, and felt... joy. Isn't this an opportunity for a hero to save the beauty?

Then he couldn't wait to chop Falde to death, and then involved a long branch line, from Elizabeth's life experience to the king of vampires, Count Dracula, all the way to explore the origin of vampires.

At that time, players will have the opportunity to become the "original" vampire.

However, the quest line was too long, so he only planned to get the enhanced equipment Meteorite, and as for the subsequent quests... he wouldn't do it.

At most, he could wait for Count Dracula to come to his door and hack him to death.

Back to town.

Xi Mu opened the door and saw Suna and Elizabeth sitting by the bed, whispering together and looking at him.

"Your Excellency Akhtar, thank you very much." Elizabeth stroked her skirt, stood up gracefully, and bowed to Akhtar.

She took off the bracelet and held it out.

"This is……"

"No, you can just wear it yourself." Ximu waved his hand, turned his eyes to Suna, and said:

"Let's go, we have to hurry."

"Just left like this?" Su Na glanced at Chuchu pitiful Elizabeth and asked softly, "Isn't it okay to just let her be a little girl here...?"

"Then we are going to take her with us to conquer the source of fear?" Ximu asked, causing Su Na's expression to freeze.

It was obviously unrealistic to let a woman who had just become a vampire join them in conquering the source of fear.

"If you want, go to...the Magic Kingdom, or the City in the Sky." Ximu turned around, facing away from the two of them.

"Just say I asked you to go, and they should take you in." After saying that, he walked out of the room and summoned the little mare.

Then he and Suna left together.

The wind and snow were blowing.

Elizabeth stood at the door, unable to recover for a long time. The incident happened so fast that it was difficult for her to understand.

There is a subtle feeling that her story with Akhtar has ended before it even begins.

However, she did take note of Akhtar's words and go to the Magic Kingdom or the Sky City to find shelter.

I definitely can’t stay in the village anyway.

It's not even three days yet.

Underworld.

Ximu and Suna rode the little mare back underground and came to the dwarf master's blacksmith shop. They only heard the sound of "clang" banging coming from the blacksmith shop.

The dwarf master was going all out to repair the red dragon blood armor, but after noticing the appearance of Akhtar and Suna.

He stopped working.

"This is the meteorite you need." Ximu handed out the meteorite. After the dwarf master took it, he pointed to Suna beside him and said:

"The self-proclaimed "candidate" Saint of Destiny, Suna."

"...Really." The dwarf master looked at Suna, who was wearing a petal-like red dress and was known as the "candidate" Saint of Destiny, with a subtle expression.

He understood the hint in Akhtar's words, telling him not to reveal secret information and attract the attention of the Church of Destiny.

Although he had no expectations for the Church of Destiny for a long time, he hid beside the church of the Church of Destiny, claiming to survive under the eyes of the three goddesses of destiny.

In the end, he was caught by the Witch of Destiny and Akhtar.

"We have enough materials, just wait." He turned around, maintaining the cold look of the forging master as always, and picked up the forging hammer.

"If you have anything to say, let's wait until I finish forging it." As soon as he finished speaking, the hammer in his hand fell and hit the red dragon blood armor, causing dazzling sparks to fly out.

As expected of a master, he is focused.

Suna sighed like this. After getting the forging materials, she immediately focused on forging and was not willing to waste a minute.

"Let's go." Ximu turned around and left the blacksmith shop with Suna.

And when the two left.

The dwarf master's swing of the hammer slowed down a little, and then suddenly accelerated again after a moment, and the sound of hammering... was filled with a little resentment.

fire.

inflammation.

Yan.

Ximu stood on the cliff, looking at the country wrapped in a barrier, and felt like he was standing in front of the sun.

Under the scorching heat, everything has turned into dead objects, and there is no life left, except for the frightened god who is grabbed by the collar by the source of fear.

"How do we get...closer now?"

Ximu asked, pointing to the country engulfed in flames, "As long as we enter, we will be burned to death, right?"

Su Na: "..."

With the current temperature of the barrier, as long as a person enters, it will be burned to ashes, making it impossible to physically approach the source of fear.

However, soon she seemed to be inspired by the apocalypse.

"Destiny has given a revelation." Suna clasped her hands and explained to Akhtar beside her:

"The body cannot cross the flames, but the spirit can."

"Let us communicate spiritually with the God of Terror?" Ximu nodded in understanding, but also raised doubts, "But how do we interfere with the spirit of the god?"

Suna gave an explanation for this.

"Pray to the God of Dreams."

"Now?" Ximu frowned, glanced at the bright sky, and then at the surrounding snow scene.

"Are you going to sleep here?"

"Let's find a better environment." Suna shook her head. She didn't want to sleep on the snow. If possible, she still hoped to have a soft bed and a fireplace that could provide warmth.

after a while.

Near the boundary.

small town.

"Sir Knight, can you give me something to stutter?" The beggar on the roadside grabbed Ximu's trousers and looked pleading.

Ximu looked around and found that several beggars were looking expectantly at him. As long as he took out a little bit of food, they would immediately swarm them.

"I'm not interested in letting people eat for free. You have to help me find a suitable hotel for my temporary stay."

"Yes, yes, yes." The beggar responded repeatedly, stood up excitedly, and took Akhtar and Suna to the best hotel in the town.

After a while.

The hotel entrance.

Ximu gave the beggar a piece of bread as payment, and then asked: "Is food really scarce now?"

"Sir Knight, there is not a shortage of food." The beggar explained to Akhtar while eating bread, "But the price of food is very expensive. After the snow disaster, the price of anything edible has... skyrocketed. "

He smiled bitterly.

"A piece of bread will probably cost fifty gold coins in the future."

"It's really hard work." Ximu sighed, then turned around and walked to the hotel. This is the game environment after the snow disaster. There are no huge changes in the early stage, but as the snow disaster continues, people will realize the importance of food. sex.

Originally cheap food will become so expensive that ordinary people cannot afford it, forcing hungry ordinary people to have fierce conflicts with nobles and wealthy businessmen.

Check in.

Enter the guest room.

Ximu lies on the soft big bed, and Suna sits on the bed beside him and looks at him.

"You seem sad?"

"Not really." Ximu closes his eyes, "But is the snowstorm really necessary?"

Suna answers: "It is to maintain the balance between life and death."

"Really?" Ximu responded calmly, without a trace of emotion in his voice, but Suna sensed something wrong from this cold response.

She frowned and asked tentatively:

"Akhtar, you shouldn't have the idea of ​​assassinating the goddess of ice and snow, right?"

"..."

Ximu didn't answer and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Sure enough, he had this idea.

Suna interpreted the bad information from Akhtar's reaction. This hero in people's eyes had no reverence for the gods, and he also had the idea of ​​killing the gods and solving the snowstorm.

"Forget it, it's impossible for mortals to kill gods anyway." She muttered, stretched out her fingers, wrote meaningless words on the head of the bed, and determined the time of death and return.

Then she lay on the same bed with Akhtar.

Consciousness began to become drowsy.

The eyes of the God of Dreams, guided by fate, fell on Akhtar and Suna.

The dream began.

The cold moon was hanging high.

The black-robed fear believers passed by on both sides of the side, and the castle on the distant mountain revealed a sense of depression that was almost desperate.

"This is the dream of the God of Fear." Suna's voice came from his ears. Ximu turned his head and saw Suna raised her hand and gently gathered the red hair by her ears, explaining to him:

"Next, we just need to find the God of Fear and explain the truth to him."

"Then let's go." Ximu seemed to agree with Suna's judgment, and the two ran towards the distant castle together.

Everything went so smoothly.

Find the God of Terror, explain that everything is a lie, and let the God of Terror realize that the imaginary Lord of Ashes is not scary.

All crises will be resolved... bullshit.

Reality.

Suna blinked, looked at her fingers pressing on the bedside, writing words, and cold sweat fell on her forehead.

Originally, everything was going very well, but when she and Akhtar met the God of Terror, the situation changed subversively.

The source of fear came directly, stabbed her and Akhtar to death, and forced her to return from death.

"Wait, don't sleep yet!" She pushed Akhtar, who had closed his eyes, and forced him to wake up, and then explained in Akhtar's dissatisfied eyes.

"I don't think it's safe to go directly to see the God of Terror."

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