God Killer: Star Weaver

Ling Chen frowned and looked at the red circle. If he remembered correctly, this should be a basement.

"It's actually inside the Earthwork Pavilion... I have to go to their pavilion."

Looking around the red circle, Ling Chen saw an area enclosed by larger dotted lines. The distribution of buildings here was obviously looser than those on both sides of the street, and the shapes were exactly the same, much like the disciples in the pavilion. residence.

At the bottom of the range drawn by the dotted line, the word "Tu" was faintly printed in black ink. Based on his guess, this range should be Tufang Pavilion.

"Without further ado, save people first!"

After carefully confirming the location, Ling Chen quickly put away the map, then got up and put on gray cloth, walked to the pillar and picked up the spear. Once Pudorduo died, those elves also lost someone who knew where they were, which meant that one day later they would probably starve to death in that dark basement.

After walking out of the room, Ling Chen took three steps at a time and went down the dilapidated stairs. He walked out of the building attached to Qinghe Tavern. As the sun came into view, he came to the center of the bustling street.

Looking at the flow of people, Ling Chen frowned and looked back at the flag of Qinghe Tavern that was still flying. A complicated look flashed in his eyes, and then he hurriedly got into the crowd.

"There are two things. First, save those elves, and then find a way to help Qinghe find his grandfather..."

Ling Chen shuttled among the crowd, silently thinking about today's mission, and his heart sank slightly.

The development of things exceeded his expectations, but since he has made a promise, it is also his credo to achieve the ultimate. However, this place full of mysteries really made him a little uneasy.

The ruling organization and ten judges in the academy, Qing He, who is an elf but lives with Qing Cang, a human, and the mysterious familiarity under the resting wasteland... and the memories that were deprived of them when they came here...

"Strength, we still need to improve our strength!"

Ling Chen gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly. Ever since he reached the rank, his star-weaving power has been stuck at the Rank One Late Stage stage. Facing the Earthwork Pavilion, the earth attribute was restrained. , but he simply cannot calm down to understand the so-called "stripping" method. If he cannot understand this method, then his wind attribute star weaving power will inevitably be restrained by the extremely hard earth attribute star weaving power.

If he has enough strength, he doesn't have to be too afraid when facing those aggressive judges who force him to stay in the tavern. He can prepare for the subsequent redemption match with peace of mind and get back part of his memory! Escape from this hellish place!

He wants to know where he comes from, find his home, and his family!

"I roughly know the location of these imprisoned elves..." Ling Chen walked quickly while walking among the crowd, looking down at the map in his hand, and kept mumbling.

"Hey, little friend, don't leave in such a hurry. Do you want to come and take a look at the goods?"

Just as Ling Chen was rushing towards Tufang Pavilion along the street, many merchants setting up stalls nearby were also greeting him constantly, hoping that he would stop and take a look.

"Sorry, I'm not free!"

Ling Chen rejected them without looking back. He only had one day and he had to find those elves as soon as possible. He had no time to waste at their stall.

He stumbled like this for about half a day. When the sun was high in the sky at noon, Ling Chen walked into a large courtyard. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. He finally arrived at the entrance of the Earthwork Pavilion marked on the map.

Like Dragon Pavilion, the entrance of Tufang Pavilion is also a quiet corridor, but there are no plants around it. Instead, the ground is overgrown with weeds and gravel, giving people a dilapidated feeling. The unique fragrance at the entrance of Dragon Pavilion I can't smell it here either.

Ling Chen touched the spear on his back, took a deep breath, and strode into the corridor.

After several dozen meters and several turns, Ling Chen finally came to the "Tufang Pavilion" that he had heard of several times, following a tightly closed red wooden door at the end of the corridor.

"Tufang Pavilion accepts and teaches power and defense-type Star Weaver warriors, whose races are basically beast Human Race. There are hundreds of disciples and two Pavilion Masters. They have participated in two redemptions, but no disciples have entered the Judgment Organization. Now the strongest person in it is the Pavilion Master, called... Overlord Bobo, beast Human Race, earth attribute Rank Two mid-term Star Weaver..."

As Ling Chen approached the door, he silently recited the information of Tufang Pavilion. This information was naturally obtained when he was chatting with Duo Bolgun in the tavern at that time. What surprised him was that unlike the Dragon Pavilion he belonged to, the strongest person in this pavilion was the Pavilion Master, unlike Mu Yao, who was the Pavilion Master of the Dragon Pavilion, whose strength was one level weaker than him.

"It seems that Teacher Mu Yao really relies on his personality charm and theoretical knowledge to convince the disciples of the Dragon Pavilion."

As Ling Chen walked, thinking about some things between him and Mu Yao, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise a little arc.

When he arrived at the door, Ling Chen stopped and looked up at the huge red wooden door. He confirmed his position and was still a little trembling in his heart. After all, he killed a disciple here. Although the latter instigated it first, he was still a little nervous in someone else's home field.

"What reason..."

The joint of his hand stopped in front of the door. Ling Chen thought about it. He just came here to find a few elves imprisoned by Puduoerduo, but out of caution, he certainly couldn't tell the orcs of Tufang Pavilion about this matter, so he naturally needed to compile a suitable reason to get away with it.

After thinking carefully for a while, Ling Chen nodded and knocked on the door.

Dongdong!

Dong!

He knocked about ten times in a row, and the force gradually increased, but there was no response from inside the door.

"What's going on? Is there no one?" Ling Chen was a little stunned.

"Is anyone there? I'm Ling Chen from Longge. I'm here for something at Qinghe Tavern!" Ling Chen shouted loudly at the door. Of course, he made up a fabricated story about being asked to come by the tavern, but after reporting this tavern, with the blessing of the two judges, Yun Yongshou and Yun Yongye, I believe that the people from Tufang Pavilion would not dare to mess around. "Is anyone there? No one, I came in by myself!!" However, the door was still silent, and Ling Chen shouted again. Unsuccessful, Ling Chen could only shake his head and push open the door. As a smell of sweat came, the scene of Tufang Pavilion appeared in front of him. Compared with Longge, the environment here is more desolate. There are almost no trees and vegetation, and there are no roads paved with stone bricks on the ground. There are only endless loess and gravel. "Is this Tufang Pavilion?" Seeing this desolate and dusty place, Ling Chen couldn't help but smack his lips in surprise. Compared with Longge, this place is indeed too messy. "Hoo...Hoo..."

Just when Ling Chen was surprised, a few snoring sounds like thunder were heard. He immediately looked in the direction and his pupils shrank slightly.