Tower Defense Game: My Kingdom of Eternal Life

"Alfred praised you a lot in his letter. He rarely thinks so highly of a person."

The messy blond hair is spread on the shoulders, and the ends have turned white. The old man's face is full of grooves, and his body is a little thin, but his sunken eyes are full of shrewd light, like an old lion.

The remaining power is still there.

"Meow~"

A long-haired cat with tiger stripes jumped up to Cheng Shen, with a relaxed expression and its tail raised high, as if it was rubbing its trouser legs very intimately with him.

See this scene.

Alfred and the old man's expressions seemed to soften.

"Bright Beast likes Faceless very much."

said the former.

Gregorn snorted lightly without saying anything clearly. Cheng Shen glanced at the cat named Lucemon thoughtfully and said, "Maybe it's because we have the same aspirations and hold lofty beliefs."

Gregorian was noncommittal.

Cheng Shen stepped forward and placed the gift box containing two pieces of jewelry on the table, "This is a little bit of my heart."

The old man raised his brows, somewhat displeased, "Alfred never told you..." As he spoke, he picked up the gift box and was about to throw it back, but his movement suddenly stopped, and then he quietly pressed the box under the

Bottom of hand.

"It's not easy for you to break the rules and become a hunter."

Gregorn coughed slightly and said.

"I just want to do my best."

Cheng Shen said firmly.

Among the two pieces of jewelry he made, one was specially engraved with the symbol of life. This piece of jewelry has the effect of rejuvenating dead trees and revitalizing the dying. Wearing it regularly can nourish the body and activate qi and blood.

Perhaps because of the scarcity of rune carvers in the Old City, this type of magic equipment is particularly rare.

No warrior can refuse this gift.

Snap.

Gregorn opened the gift box for a moment and took a look, then closed it gently. A trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, he shook his head and hissed: "You have such a shrewd mind, but you insist on becoming a hunter. I really don't understand.

"

It’s not like I have to be...

Cheng Shen cursed secretly.

The third link of the main mission given by the system requires him to obtain asylum from a false god.

This completely blocked him from completing the main mission by joining the Healing Church.

Not to mention whether the blood god they believe in is a true god or a false god.

He is already dead.

How could a dead god provide him with protection?

"I can help you with this matter, but it's just to give you a qualification for the assessment." Gregorn said. Alfred seemed to want to say something when he heard the words, but was stopped by his look.

.

"Take this letter and go to the Holy Healing Hall to see Bishop Meg, and he will agree to your application.

But whether you can pass or not depends on your strength and character.

Let me remind you that generally hunters who apply for an exception will face more difficult and dangerous assessment tasks, because you are alone. There is no shame in failing to pass, and saving your own life is more important than trying to be brave."

Gregorn dropped a letter.

Cheng Shen caught it.

"Thanks."

He said seriously.

"Do you know where the Holy Healing Hall is? I'll see you off!" Alfred said as if he was holding his breath.

Cheng Shen was about to agree.

However, Gregorn glanced at Alfred with a cold look, "You stay, I want to test whether you are slacking off in your practice."

"teacher……"

Alfred wanted to talk.

Cheng Shen knew what was going on and said, "It doesn't matter, I can find the Holy Healing Hall."

Say it.

After he saluted, he turned around and left the courtyard.

"Are you dissatisfied?"

Gregorn glanced at Alfred who looked aggrieved, snorted, opened the gift box, and turned towards him. Two exquisite jade ornaments bloomed with a bright blue brilliance in the gift box, looking gorgeous.

Incomparable.

But you can find it if you look closely.

The parts of the two pieces of jewelry are the same.

"After just a long time of contact, he has already figured out your personality and knows that you will not accept a gift directly from you, so he handed it over to me as a teacher... How can someone with such a mind have such simple beliefs!"

Gregorian's expression was so calm that no emotion could be seen.

"Ah?...No way, teacher, you may have misunderstood what he meant..."

Alfred was stunned.

"Hmph! You idiot! If someone sells you, you have to help count the money!"

Gregorn hated the fact that iron could not make steel.

"But Lucemon didn't reject him either."

Alfred said dullly.

"How do I know?"

Gregorn glared at him angrily, and then looked at the tabby cat lying in the shadow, "That's why I can't give him privileges directly. This guy can even hide it from the light beast!"

"Meow~"

The bright beast that had given birth to intelligence screamed in dissatisfaction.

"You all think I'm wrong?" Gregorn blew his beard and glared angrily, "I have killed more heretics than you have ever seen! I can tell at a glance whether this guy is sincere or not.

!”

"So Faceless approaches me with other intentions...then why do you still accept his things and agree to introduce him to Bishop Meg?"

Alfred asked in confusion.

"I'm not here for you!"

Gregorn yelled angrily.

He picked up another piece of jewelry in the gift box and threw it to Alfred, "This jewelry can increase your practice speed by at least 10%! For this treasure, I took the risk of being dragged into the water by him!"

"What about the other one...?"

Alfred was just upright, not stupid. He looked at his teacher's changing expressions and already had a conclusion in his mind.

"Has it been a long time since I tested your cultivation achievements?" Gregorn said with a gloomy expression.

Alfred's face suddenly turned bitter and he regretted talking so much, "Teacher, I have to patrol in the afternoon..."

"Draw your sword!"

"Meow~"

Bright Beast turned over lazily.

…

The jerky axle creaked as the carriage moved slowly. Cheng Shen sat in the carriage and looked down at the blood-stained envelope in his hand. The flowing red lines were not blood, but a noble symbol of status.

"Good intentions have been given, it just depends on whether the other party will care about me, a nobody... I am too passive without the right to speak."

Cheng Shen sighed softly.

This letter may be genuine.

But it might also be a trap waiting for him to fall into a trap.

Even if the probability of the latter happening is less than 10%, he still has to consider the worst outcome in advance.

The moment he saw Gregorn, Cheng Shen knew that there was no point in pretending in front of him. It was better to be straightforward. Sometimes, it was easier to talk to smart people than to be straightforward like Alfred.

Although the two gifts he gave were precious, they were not enough in exchange for this letter.

It allows a big shot to take risks to vouch for an unrelated stranger, unless the benefits he gives are enough to impress the other party.

Or maybe this is simply a trap to lure him into the net...

However, judging from the conversation between the two, Gregorn should not directly label him as a heretic without any evidence.

"Sir, the church has arrived."

The carriage stopped.

The coachman's voice came from outside.

Cheng Shen breathed softly and reached out to take off the crow mask. The terrifying face gradually became smooth with a burst of squirming, and then it depicted the appearance of an ordinary man, but there was still a faint purple light spreading in his eyes.

Hand the copper plate to the coachman.

Got out of the car.

A steeple church built in black, white and red colors stands among rows of buildings.

The entire church is still based on black, with interspersed red and white tiles outlining lines on the front, forming a short cross pattern surrounded by red patterns. Magnificent and melodious prayers can be heard from inside.

The guards stationed on both sides of the church wore bright silver armor, with white cloth sewn on their chests, and the crossed swords branded on them were very conspicuous.

Cheng Shen was stopped as soon as he approached.

"I'm looking for Bishop Meg."

He took out the letter of introduction given to him by Gregorian. A guard looked at him suspiciously, took the letter of introduction and entered the church to report.

Less than a moment.

A middle-aged man wearing a floor-length white robe walked out of the church. He had short wavy chestnut hair, a thick beard, and a pair of deep eyes that seemed to have read all the vicissitudes of life, revealing a look of wisdom.

He didn't say anything unnecessary after seeing Cheng Shen.

"You come with me."

Cheng Shen followed him into the church, and the prayers in his ears suddenly became louder.

He stood at the door and paused for a moment to look at it. The thick stone pillars held up the tall dome. The church was wide and bright, with murals depicting bizarre scenes connected together. The diamond-shaped flower windows on the top reflected bright colors.

A tall and majestic statue of the god is located in front, and its lifelike face seems to be able to read compassion for all living beings.

But Cheng Shen only glanced at the statue and felt uncomfortable all over.

god,

Already dead.

When Cheng Shen thought that the believers gathered in the church were praying to a corpse all the time, Cheng Shen felt absurd and ridiculous, but along with it, there was also an uneasiness about impending disaster in his heart.

With a little calculation, he found the source of this uneasiness.

Before entering the city of the past, Cheng Shen was mentally prepared to face a dead city and countless twisted nightmare monsters.

But the actual scene was completely opposite to what he expected.

Except at night.

Everything in this city seems too normal.

Being normal made him, an outsider, seem a little out of place. At this moment, when he saw these "normal people" blindly praying to a corpse, Cheng Shen finally understood where his uneasiness came from.

"Normal is all an illusion. This city is built on distortion and chaos. The calm reality suppresses the madness that is about to break out.

But I can’t see clearly…”

Thoughts flashed through.

Cheng Shen adjusted his emotions and gradually became pious and stable.

He had previously used this method to hide the light beast that seemed to be able to sense the soul. If necessary, he could disguise himself as a devout believer, and no one would be able to see through it unless the gods came.

Passing through the gorgeous cloister supported by the arch structure, Bishop Meg led Cheng Shen to a remote temple.

Before entering.

He confirmed:

"Choosing to become a hunter is a path you cannot regret. You will eventually become more like a monster than those monsters. Are you sure you have decided to throw away all ties and are willing to walk in the darkness from now on?"

"I've decided."

Cheng Shen said.

Bishop Meg took a deep look at him and raised his hand to push open the closed door.

"May God guide your soul never to sink in the darkness..."

(End of chapter)