I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

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"Hint: Are you willing to follow the words of the ancient Vilan and become his disciple?"

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What else is there to think about?

Roger directly chose "Confirm"!

next second.

A satisfied voice sounded in his ear:

"Worthy of being my successor."

"Now, get up and leave that house, and walk north along the road in the middle of the village."

"I will wait for you by the Lake of Rest."

talking.

The voice gradually turned into an ethereal and traceless croon.

Only the last sentence was left to echo in Roger's mind like a magic voice——

"Wait for you……"

"Wait for you……"

"Wait for you……"

Roger shook his head, and stood up neatly from the broken bed under the moonlight.

bedside.

Sandy soap with a vigilant face seemed to realize something.

It squirmed with difficulty:

"Master, don't..."

Its voice was mercilessly muffled.

Roger gently grabbed the soap and stuffed it into the right trousers pocket, then scratched it a little.

Immediately afterwards.

He walked out of the abandoned hut expressionlessly.

The yard outside the house was full of moonlight.

Thousands of glowing dandelions float in the air.

These rays are intertwined.

The lakeside village is illuminated as if it were daytime.

Roger was walking on the road.

From time to time, you can see the shadows in some houses on the side of the road.

There are also psychics spying on him in the dark.

But no one came out of the house to interfere.

Roger didn't care.

According to what the old man said, he left the village all the way north, and followed a moonlight path covered with cobblestones to the peaceful and tranquil lakeside.

It was midnight.

The mist is dense on the Anxi Lake.

It's getting closer.

Only then did Roger realize that standing by the lake was a man covered in gray robes and hoods.

The gray-robed man has no face.

When Roger's gaze was concentrated deep in the hood.

All he could see was a mist that seemed to have just risen from a pipe.

"You came just in time."

The gray-robed man said:

"The treasure buried in the Lake of Peace will only float up to the naked eye with the stars and weather like tonight."

"Change to normal."

"They will hide in paradoxical places that do not belong to the spiritual and physical worlds."

"And since ancient times, no one has been able to enter the Land of Paradox."

Roger nodded slightly.

"Everyone in the world thinks that I have fallen. In fact, I have been working hard to restore the sixth plank road. You should have seen it? My ascension path has not been cut off, but a small mistake has occurred."

The gray-robed man narrated calmly:

"My hard work for so many years has not been in vain. I found a treasure in the treasure of Anxi Lake that can help me restore the sixth plank road."

"But I don't have a physical body, so I can't interfere with changes in the material world."

"so……"

"Will you help me get that treasure?"

"Once you succeed, you will become my chief disciple, and the day I ascend, you will be promoted to become the new ancient one, and you will enjoy a nearly eternal lifespan..."

His voice gradually became full of temptation.

Roger suddenly raised his voice and rolled up his sleeves:

"Then what are you still doing?"

"Let's get started!"

The gray-robed man froze for a moment.

He seemed to have prepared a lot of persuasive words, but he didn't expect that he didn't need to use them.

But his reaction was also quick.

under the moonlight.

He walked to the lake without saying a word.

Roger trailed by.

Indeed, a large piece of foreign matter emitting golden light was found at the bottom of the lake.

between foreign objects.

There is also a school of fish with silver scales swimming back and forth.

They look very laid back and peaceful.

"Don't underestimate these fish, they are also monsters from the land of paradox."

The gray-robed man said coldly:

"I will lead you to the bottom of the lake, but you can only rely on yourself for the subsequent treasure exploration, understand?"

"clear!"

Roger answered loudly.

His voice echoed in the night forest.

The gray-robed man turned around and looked at him with his head tilted.

Roger also looked at each other confidently.

half an hour.

The gray-robed talent said dully:

"Don't yell so loudly."

"Oh, I see."

Roger said.

"Come with me. I will jump, and you will follow immediately. Remember to be quick. I won't be able to open the door to the treasure at the bottom of the lake for long..."

talking.

The gray-robed man leaped forward!

In a moment.

A swirling gate appeared on the lake.

The body of the gray-robed man lightly touched the gate woven by the lake water.

"quick……"

He subconsciously urged.

But that moment.

He was dumbfounded——

Because he only saw a figure that was rapidly moving away from the shore!

Roger ran away without looking back!

when it is.

A light breeze blew across the lake.

And came Roger's mocking voice:

"Only you are still the ancient Vilan?"

"Then I'm still Qin Shihuang..."

"Why don't you just say money?"

Although I can't understand the meaning of Roger's words.

But the gray-robed man was still outraged!

He roared, the gray robe rolled back, and he quickly chased after him!

when it is.

A violent ripple exploded in the center of the lake.

The colorful treasures at the bottom of the lake turned into piles of corroded and ugly bones!

As for those wandering silver-scaled fish.

It also turned into a group of weird creatures covered with bone spurs and flesh blisters.

In the lake of peace under the moonlight.

This group of strange fish is frantically sucking nutrients from the dead bones!

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Forest by the lake.

Roger walked quickly.

But the flying speed of the gray-robed man was obviously different from ordinary people!

in a blink.

He flew right behind Roger.

There are words in his mouth.

Accompanied by the invisible words of the man in gray robe.

Four thick yellow tentacles grew rapidly on the woodland ahead!

The tentacles waved wildly, blocking Roger's path.

"How dare you tease me!"

The gray-robed man was furious.

He raised his right hand, turned into a sharp claw, and scratched at Roger's back like a ghost!

However, the next second.

Roger, who had been running away, turned around on his own initiative!

Facing the sharp claws of the gray-robed man.

There was no fear on his face at all!

moonlight.

Roger's shoulders shrugged slightly a dozen times.

Pieces of snow-colored swords flashed!

after awhile.

The sound of swords plunging into flesh was heard slowly.

Under the inconceivable eyes of the gray-robed man.

His right hand gradually went limp.

His body suspended in mid-air suddenly split into pieces!

Rolling down like a rock falling!

Puff!

for a while.

The evil breath is overflowing.

The rotting pieces of meat fell powerlessly to the ground, emitting bursts of black smoke.

The place where black smoke spreads.

A large area of ​​the originally dense grass was also smoked to death!

Roger couldn't help but took two steps back.

Then slowly withdraw the 'knife'.

In a moment.

The long knife that appeared out of thin air, quite similar to Chi Yue, turned into a bar of soap with a sweet fragrance.

"Imposters are not so good!"

"It seems that the combat power of sixteen knives per second is more than enough to deal with this kind of counterfeit."

Roger breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at the data bar.

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"Hint: You used 'Psychic Soap', Sandy's inspiration -1"

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"You got a high imitation Chiyue"

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"Record: 700 attack speed of your sword is taking effect..."

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"Hint: You killed the Imposter Moogle"

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"Killing Order: You have obtained the psychic spell from Moogle: Frost"

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"In the calculation of the current world panel, is Necromancy: Frost converted into a person? The person that can be converted includes but is not limited to the following options:

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1. Ocean

2. Snow mountain

3. Moonlight

4. Winter

5. Swamp

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See here.

Roger couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

"In the historical world, killing orders can also draw characters?"

"Then the coverage of this transformation is too wide!"

Think here.

His heart couldn't help beating!

If he thought Legacy of Time was a bit boring at first.

Then with his gradual deepening.

He has discovered the beauty of this place!

This is simply an excellent place for directional brushing!

in the real world.

Persons have long been differentiated into thousands of types in various subdivisions.

Even Roger.

It is too difficult to find the personality you need by looking for a brother!

But in this historical world of Yuanwang Town.

It seems that there are only five elements plus one time!

There are at most other unpopular characters——

But those are not important anymore!

Sword, Spring, Frost, Furnace, Breath.

These five kinds of spiritism correspond to most of the real world personalities!

besides.

It is not difficult to find out after Roger's experiment.

The efficiency of psychic transformation into a person is quite high!

in this case.

If you only focus on the killing figure of the sword sect.

That would be a little narrow.

Other characters can also be brushed by the way!

With this in mind.

Roger wanted to set a small goal first——

Um.

At any rate, I still have a chance to reincarnate.

It's not too much to aspire to become a warrior of the Five Elements in Yuanwang Town, right?

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Determined to return to determined.

Reality still has to be dealt with first.

Many options for face creams.

Roger finally chose "Moonlight Person"!

After the exchange is complete.

The killing order reminded him that he had obtained a moonlight status of 0.04.

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"Moonlight Person: You can get excess benefits from the act of bathing in moonlight.

While you are in Moonlight, you gain the following passive stats:

Movement speed +30%;

Charm +3;

Stealth +100;

Dance +100;

Charm +100;

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You have obtained the random personality specialty - Moonlight Summoning"

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"Moonlight Summoning: Every month, under the moonlight, you can summon a weapon that belongs to you, so that it can get a certain attribute improvement or limit reduction (permanent/unique)"

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"Is the enhanced attribute or weakened nature permanent?"

"A weapon can only be summoned once?"

Roger analyzed it carefully.

He really wanted to try the gold content of this moonlight summoning technique on the spot.

But now in the wild.

Although the malicious impostor has been beheaded.

The four tentacles have also disappeared.

But that doesn't mean everything is safe.

Now he picked up a strange slate left behind by the impostor after his death.

Then he walked quickly to the lakeside village.

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When walking out of the woods.

Roger met an elderly man in a tuxedo who looked like a gentleman.

The other party was leaning on a cane and looking in Roger's direction.

"Over the years, the impostors have been desecrating the honor of Lord Vilan, and you are the first to kill the impostors."

Before Roger could speak.

The man said in a stiff tone:

"It might bring you good luck."

"Mr. Medog?"

Roger vaguely guessed his identity.

The other party should be the steward of the ancient Vilan - the legendary undead Medog.

Medog nodded vigorously.

Roger originally thought that the old guy must have something else to say to himself by waiting here.

Who would have thought that the other party would only drop a sentence after nodding:

"Go back to the village early, it's not safe outside."

Then he left with a cane.

Looking at the back of Mo Lie leaving.

Roger showed a thoughtful expression.

after awhile.

There was a little mist in the forest.

Roger didn't stay any longer, and quickly returned to the village.

It is also a coincidence.

At the entrance of the village, he ran into his only acquaintance, Lan Weier.

The young scholar looked distraught.

As Roger approached.

He was still pacing back and forth, muttering something.

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

Roger asked proactively.

Lan Weier was startled when he heard this.

But when he saw that it was Roger, the young man immediately relaxed, and said with a bitter face:

"I'm hesitating whether to participate in tomorrow's game or not."

"I just heard from Mr. Motuo that people like us who get invitations through formal channels can voluntarily give up the opportunity to participate in the game."

"In this way, although I won't have the chance to get Master Weilan's treasure, it can also buy me two to three months of safe cultivation time in Lakeside Town. I'm wondering if this deal is worth it..."

Formal channels?

Do you mean black market auctions?

Roger looked at the cursed claw on the back of his hand and smiled slightly:

"I can't help you here."

"In my opinion."

"You'd better follow your heart's choice."

Finish this sentence.

He ignored Lan Weier, who was a little dazed, and strode towards his room with big strides.

Until it is safe to return to the temporary home.

The smile on Roger's face faded slowly.

"give up?"

"Interesting, this is also a reasonable explanation... If the invitation letter becomes a ticket to the cultivation treasure land, then there may not be many people who actually participate in the so-called game."

He sat on the bed and thought quietly.

This lakeside village looks calm on the surface.

In fact, there are dangers everywhere.

If the matter of the imposter hadn't been mentioned by Lanwell, and the other party had many loopholes, he might suffer a lot too.

And the thought of Lan Weier.

Roger is also full of doubts.

In the "invisible language" of spiritism.

The reverse of this name means "Wilan II"!

It's hard not to make him doubt the origin of the other party!

"If Vilan also has more than two lives..."

The more Roger thought about it, the more he shuddered.

I always feel that the whole world is full of conspiracies!

Compared with Yuanwang Town.

Even Mystra seemed much more honest and simple!

Think for a long time.

He still has no clue.

That upset feeling came back to me again.

In Roger's feelings.

The night seemed extraordinarily long.

Left and right can't sleep.

He simply got up from the bed and experimented with "Moonlight Summoning".

Since all his weapons are in a sealed state.

Roger guessed that this ability could only strengthen the weapons he carried with him at most.

But the next second.

His face was swollen!

In a low singing voice.

Pure white moonlight suddenly appeared from his palm.

Roger was inspired.

One thing was missing from the tinder bag out of thin air.

And when it reappeared in Roger's palm.

It is already a large-caliber silver pistol that has unsealed it!

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"Profane Moon (Hot Weapon/Upgrade/Available)"

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"Historic Panel Attributes: One Hit Kill (below the ancients)"

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"Limitation (nerved): Ascendant, or Hot Weapon slot 0.3, or Moonlight (or related) slot 0.04 (was 0.4)"

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"WARNING: Using a weapon from this world in a historical world will increase your outlier very quickly!"

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"Hint: You can use psychic soap to cover the appearance of the weapon to alleviate this problem. During the process of covering, slight attribute changes may occur..."

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"Do you need Sandy's assistance?"

"That's fine too!"

"Fuck, I can finally use the best weapon!"

that moment.

Roger was literally in tears!

This super pistol looted from the 010 has been eating ashes in the tinder bag for too long.

Now is your chance to shine!

He couldn't wait to familiarize himself with the murder weapon in his hand.

And let Sandy cover the pistol in various postures, using the breath of spiritism to cover up its traces from the present world.

unconsciously.

It was bright outside the window.

There were bustling sounds from the village.

Roger tidied up quickly.

Then walk out of the house quickly.

There was a tumultuous quarrel on the morning wind.

at the same time.

The invitation letter in his arms was slightly hot.

quickly.

On the square in the center of the village.

The 36 psychics and the old housekeeper Medog took their places.

That game has been held in Lakeside Village for many years but has never been known to outsiders.

After all, it slowly kicked off.

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