Online games: I have countless god-level skills

Looking at Weilong's attributes, Qi Ming couldn't help but show a hint of wonder.

No wonder the opponent's damage was so high, no wonder his own attacks had no effect.

Velon's own attributes are not very high, but his skills are almost exclusively designed to deal with players.

As for why this happened, Qi Ming didn't know.

But he knew there were many more Balancers like Veron!

Maybe there are not as many players as there are in the real world, but they are still not to be underestimated!

While Qi Ming was thinking secretly, Kedar also decided on the candidate to go to the sacred mountain.

There are only two NPCs in total, Winster and Velon.

Then, a lot of various tributes were brought over.

After roughly looking at it, Chimington was confused, why do these things look so ordinary?

Most of it was food, and some was clothing.

I have to say that this so-called god is quite down-to-earth...

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Walking on the only mountain road, Qi Ming chatted with them one after another.

"Have you seen that god?"

"No." The two said in unison.

"Never seen it?" Qi Ming looked a little suspicious and continued to ask: "What does the voice of the gods that Weilong said before mean?"

"How...how do I explain this?"

Weilong groaned and said, "There is a voice that reminds me of various things. That's probably what it means."

"Um……"

Qi Ming didn't quite understand, but the other party obviously couldn't explain why.

"Brother Winston, do you think we can see God this time? I really want to see what he looks like." Veron said with a smile.

"Instead of talking about this, let's first think about whether we can climb these 100,000 steps before nightfall. At night, it will only be more dangerous."

"What the hell! One hundred thousand steps?!" Qi Ming was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, the sacred mountain is the highest in the snowfield. After all, it is the residence of the gods. I think one hundred thousand is a bit small." Winster shrugged.

"Uh... have you counted them?" Qi Ming's face was full of weirdness.

"I haven't counted them, but our ancestors made these steps."

"Fine……"

Qi Ming was speechless. The people of the Snow Mountain Tribe really had plenty of time to spare.

As you keep going up, you will occasionally encounter some higher level monsters, the lowest ones are level 70, and there are also some bosses among them!

No wonder Winster said before that he would lose some men every time he went up the mountain.

Even Velon, the balancer, can't gain much from facing them.

If it weren't for Zeer Ai and Hun Dan'er, it wouldn't be that easy for Qi Ming to go up the mountain.

And this also made him feel a little emotional. The people of the Snow Mountain tribe seemed to be missing a string in their heads.

It is a good thing to respect the gods and pay tribute, but there is no need to take such a big risk every time, right?

Apart from that, the tribute items were what concerned him the most.

I have never heard of any god who likes those ordinary things...

By evening, the top of the mountain was already in sight.

Even though he wouldn't feel tired as a player, Qi Ming's legs were spinning unconsciously.

He didn't want to come to this damn place a second time, it was too damn far!

Wei Long and the other two were also out of breath from exhaustion, and it was difficult to even move.

"Risk...brother adventurer...just put the tribute on that big stone..." Weilong gasped.

"Huh? Where is the god? Can we meet?" Qi Ming asked.

"I'm afraid this won't work, right? Except for the ancestors from the time of the Great War, no one seems to have seen the Lord God." Winster said.

"Yeah?"

Qi Ming was speechless. He had never even seen his face. Why did he bother to pay tribute so hard?

Afterwards, he placed all the tributes in his backpack and started searching according to the marks on the mission map.

At this moment, a strange cry suddenly sounded.

"Uh-huh!"

A huge figure appeared next to the tribute stone platform at some point and started eating.

Taking a quick look, Qi Ming couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Is that the god the Snow Mountain tribe calls a god? !

On the other hand, the two of them, Winston, had already froze in place after seeing this scene.

The gods... are so different from what they imagined!

This TM is clearly a large meat insect several meters long!

He has a round body, fair and chubby appearance, and seems to be a little cute?

"Hang Chih Chih..."

The big meat bug didn't seem to care about them and was still feasting.

After a while, Winster came back to his senses and asked cautiously: "Lord God, is it you?"

"Ka?"

The big meat insect seemed to understand, and his eyes that were almost buried in meat were full of doubts.

Just like that, the three of them looked at each other for a while, and then continued to eat...

"Is it...really a god?"

Veron murmured to himself, his eyes filled with a sign of the collapse of his worldview.

After eating for a while, the big meatworm seemed to be full, so he turned around and left with the remaining food in his mouth.

I have to say that this guy moved pretty fast and disappeared in less than three seconds!

Seeing this, Qi Ming chased after them regardless of what the other two thought.

You can leave things like gods alone. I guess they are just legends of the Snow Mountain tribe.

But his mission goal is in the same direction.

"Hmm... Speaking of which, the person Rick wants to protect will be eaten by that insect, right?"

After Qi Ming thought wildly for a while, he was already approaching the other side of the mountain top.

A small stone house stands on the edge of a cliff.

Outside its door, there is a white-haired old man taking the thing from the mouth of the meat insect, quite like an outsider raising a pet.

"Is there anyone?!"

Qi Ming was stunned for a moment, could it be...

At the same time, the old man named "Qingye" also noticed him and showed an expression that seemed to be true.

Before Qi Ming could speak, Qingye said, "She's from the Xia Yan Empire, right? Go back, she's no longer here."

"Uh...what?" Qi Ming's eyes were full of confusion.

Qingye frowned and said: "When I was young, I owed Xia Yan a favor, and I had to protect his descendants for once. So, no matter who you are, you can leave!"

"emmm..."

Qi Ming became more and more confused as he listened, and said, "Old sir, have you confused me with someone else?"

"Really? Aren't you from the Xia Yan Empire?" Qingye was slightly startled.

"Uh... if you say that, I should be considered a member of the Xia Yan Empire." Qi Ming said truthfully.

"What is your purpose here?" Qingye continued to ask.

"Find someone."

"That's right, you can go!"

"I..." Qi Ming was speechless and said: "Old sir, I was entrusted by a man named Rick, so I came here. He gave me a magic token that can sense someone."