Chapter 72. The Thought of Being Too Overgrown...
Shash
The light of the holy sword, Narshil, glowed again, and the turbid air was split in half. The dark stone Forest was suddenly as bright as day. The steel T-Rex fell onto the ground with a loud bang, sending a cloud of dust into the air.
Successfully killed the target. 500 survival points awarded.
Completed hunting guide-X.
1500 survival points obtained.
"Hu-"
Ortlinde used her sword to support her body, panting heavily.
Logically speaking, with her current attributes, it was unlikely that she would feel tired in battles.
As the appointed Savior of the world, the Valkyrie was a blessed existence. After level 30, she would receive a God-given skill every 15 levels.
At level 30, Ortlinde had awakened the "Great Insight" skill which allowed her to chase people and find things within the skill range. However, this skill had not been put to use yet. She could only find the people or things that she wanted to find.
But there was someone...
Not long ago, he had always avoided her and slipped out of her range. But now, there was no need to look anymore.
Therefore, this skill had lost its effect and had not been used for a long time.
Before she went to Golden Butterfly City, she had reached level 45 and awakened her second skill, "Sacred Persuasion".
The effect of this skill was to form an alliance with powerful creatures in the order faction, including young dragons, and borrow their strength.
That was why she rode the silver Dragon to attack Char.
It was a pity that the Dragon died in Golden Butterfly City, and the cooldown of this skill had not been completed.
And then the third.
After coming out of the tin soldiers 'encirclement, she had exceeded level 60 and obtained the skill "Chosen One", which had the special effect of "super endurance" and "tireless".
Of course, the effect was not as good as the advertisement, but it made her last longer than others. It was as if a red line had been drawn on her stamina bar. Above this line, as long as her rhythm was right, the recovery speed of her stamina was amazing, and she would only feel tired if she was below this line.
But now, she felt that her strength was not in her heart, which she had not felt for a long time.
The intensity of the battle was simply terrifying!
How many bodies were there around him?
She had lost count.
The hour felt like it will never end.
"You're so amazing, master!"
875 stuck his head out from under a pile of corpses, quickly approached her, and circled around her.
"Wow! Look at this brilliant glow! Shua shua shua! This is so cool! I'll go clean up the battlefield now!"
After he left, Ortlinde took off the glasses and tucked her messy hair behind her ears.
As soon as the glasses were taken off, the gray names and the black stripes disappeared. If there were still living things, the other party's intention would be exposed by the red line.
If she didn't have this pair of glasses, she might not have been able to last that long.
Ever since she was brought here by the clues left behind by the beast, she had been surrounded by mechanical objects.
These terrifying creations were all the work of Kuris, not far from the semi-finished product in the workshop. Not only were they huge, but one could never guess where their vital points were and whether they were really dead!
Those who had their heads cut off could still move.
Those who had their limbs cut off could still spring up from the ground.
Some were almost broken into thousands of pieces, and if one was not careful, the pieces would automatically merge together.
And the most terrifying ones were those who self-destructed at the last moment!
Ortlinde felt that these creatures were even more terrifying than the demons of the abyss! At the very least, demons didn't have so many strange ideas!
However, this pair of magical glasses could tell her if the monster was really dead.
With 875's reminder, she put the hanging window on the bridge of her nose, and every monster in her field of vision had a strip representing "activity level" above their heads.
At first, it was green, then it would turn yellow, then red, and finally completely black. The name would also turn gray, which meant that it was really dead.
This function had saved her countless times! She had dodged countless cunning attacks!
"I should let Char see what this is."
She mumbled to herself, and then she remembered that the other party had said that Char might have bound this thing...
"What will it be?"
She couldn't figure it out at all, so she simply threw her curiosity to the back of her mind.
The hanging window showed that she currently had 6675 survival points, which included the reward for killing monsters and the reward for completing the hunting guide.
She remembered what 875 had said: "the original intention for the creation of personal system was to give motivation to those who could not see progress and lacked a sense of achievement."
Now that she thought about it, it was indeed terrifying.
Before the battle, she was nervous and very resistant, but as the battle continued, it prompt her that she had killed XX and obtained a number of survival points, the small amount accumulated into a large amount, and the sand gathered into a tower, the happiness and satisfaction of gathering filled her heart.
To her, this was a whole new experience. It was completely different from the boring training before. It was simply a pleasure!
However, she remembered what the Knight Commander who taught her swordsmanship had said. Killing is the most terrifying thing in the world. If someone could gain joy from killing, then that person would have an extremely terrifying presence.
If this personal system was used to train an army, what would it be like?
Wait...
A flash of inspiration appeared in the young girl's mind!
There was indeed some kind of 'point' within the church...
The points for purifying monsters were almost exactly the same as the survival points obtained by killing monsters. The only difference was that there was a complicated calculation, reporting, and review process, which made this process bothersome. It was also because of this that it was not deeply rooted in people's hearts.
And now, with the "personal system", everything had become simple. It could intuitively count the number of monsters killed by a person and provide intuitive and real feedback. Such an enticing number increase could stimulate a person's desire to kill.
No one could refuse such 'progress' that was visible to the naked eye, no matter what the process was.
If that was the case, then the church's Secret plan at the River of Rites ...
Ortlinde's heart turned cold. Her original trust in the church collapsed in an instant, and her eyes gradually lost focus. She didn't even realize that 875 had collected enough spoils and returned to her side.
"Powerful and beautiful master! These are our spoils of war!"
It opened the 'cabinet' on its stomach and poured out a box of fist-sized square crystals.
"What is this?"
Ortlinde asked.
"A gray crystal that has been drained of energy." 875 then explained what the gray crystal was.
To put it bluntly, it was a kind of rechargeable battery that could convert most of the energy into the form of "Energy", but the efficiency varied.
This included bio-energy. To be more direct, it was the internal energy contained in the living body.
The gray crystal was not the foundation for the survival of these machines. Their power came from the drive furnace, which had an additional set of circulation systems, and had nothing to do with the gray crystal.
The latter was mainly responsible for energy-type attacks.
In other words, the body of these machines was the health bar, the drive furnace was responsible for the stamina bar, and the gray crystal was the blue bar.
Now that these mechanical monsters 'blue bars had been drained, they felt hungry and caught many wild beasts to satisfy their hunger.
Judging from the remains around them, the one they had encountered should have been the only lucky one, but it had run into the two of them and died a quick death just after escaping from hell.
After listening to its serious explanation, Ortlinde widened her eyes and asked,
"And then? What are we going to do?"
"Uh..."
875's curiosity peaked and hurriedly flipped through the guide's Handbook and found a sentence in it: "When the executor is confused about the detailed clues, simply tell the other party "where to go, kill a few, and Rob a few"."
That made sense!
He had an idea in his heart.
The 'manual' appeared above its head and turned into a group of Firefly-like light spots again. They wrapped around the empty gray crystals and then exploded into a sky full of stars. They then connected into a line pointing to a certain mountain road.
"This way, powerful and beautiful master!"
875 took the lead, so Ortlinde had to follow him.
This time, the road was extremely steep. The two of them climbed all the way up, and no one knew how high they had climbed. However, the strange thing was that although the road was getting steeper, the light was getting stronger.
Ortlinde frowned. She suddenly had the illusion that she was getting closer to the 'Blue Moon'.
Was this a joke?
Could it be that this road was the way to the moon landing on the 'Blue Moon'?
But... What exactly was the Blue Moon?
With doubts in his mind, she walked to the end of the road.
In front of him was a six-pointed star array with six statues placed around it.
875 stepped forward to take a closer look. His brain was burning from the calculations, but he could not figure out what it was. He was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.
" A great crisis! 875, who had a heaven-defying computing ability, was actually stumped by such a simple question! Although they would often encounter difficulties in the process of adventuring, this was a dereliction of duty as a guide! My picky master will definitely blame me for the terrible experience! I will!"
"Shut up!"
Ortlinde glared at it.
She did see some clues.
Because... She knew these.
This was the basic homework of the church of judgement-the sixth statue of the seven Holy Spirits.
Other than the great sage, the statues of the other six Holy Spirits were all here, but their order seemed to have been disrupted ...
"Let me try."
Ortlinde stepped forward and tried to restore the statue according to the sequence in her memory, but the magic circle didn't move.
"Strange, what's the problem?"
Ortlinde stepped into the magic circle and glanced at the statues that were all facing the same direction. Unknowingly, she slowly retreated and suddenly stepped on the center of the magic circle. She turned into a stream of light and disappeared!
don't leave me behind!!!
875 quickly caught up and was teleported away too.
After a brief moment of dizziness, the two opened their eyes again.
The scenery in front of them stunned them...
Right in front of him was a wall. There were many screens on the wall that were arranged neatly like tofu blocks. They were of different sizes, but data was pouring down from each of them. At the bottom were rows of buttons. Just looking at them was enough to make one dizzy.
But that wasn't the point at all. The point was that someone was in front of the screen ...
He was lying on a chair with his back to the screen, his legs crossed, and a book in his hand.
When he saw the two of them, he was so shocked that he even dropped his book on the ground.
He had been holding the book, blocking a small screen behind him.
But now, the screen was revealed.
It read:
"Charging..."
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"Svartalfheim?? "
Char repeated the name.
"Are you sure it's this person?"
"Why? is he famous in your world? But that guy is a standard "mechanic". " Kuris said. "He has a flexible small body, a big beard that symbolizes wisdom, and a pair of highly short-sighted eyes."
"Wait..."
Char was even more shocked.
Isn't he a blue-skinned demon that's almost three meters tall, has a pair of fleshy wings on his back, and has bull horns on his head? "
Hearing his question, Kuris was rather curious.
He stood up and operated on the control panel. Suddenly, a crack appeared on the ground, and a "body" soaked in a light blue solution slowly emerged.
Through the glass cover, one could see that the headless body was hollow, and there was a tear in the middle like a piece of clothing.
"You mean this?" Kuris asked.
what the f*ck??? "
Char looked like she had seen a ghost. He took two steps forward and looked at the 'clothes' carefully.
The more he looked, the more shocked he was.
He had made quite a few deals with Svartalfheim and had kept in touch with them both for personal and public reasons.
Publicly, it was said that one must first settle internal affairs before resisting foreign aggression. Even though the Judgement Church had a lot of dogsh*t things to do, it was still the backbone of the continent's forces against the abyss. It was the initiator of the Expeditionary Army, and its main mission was to complete the church's ultimate battle plan step by step. The last few major tasks included " pacifying the underground forces". Char had talked to the Night Lord with the church's instructions in a "half threatening and half educating" manner.
Privately, he wanted to let the public know about everything that Lucius had done and pull her down from the throne. This would not go without the Lord of the Night.
That was why he had seen the night Lord and fought him before, but he couldn't kill him.
Svartalfheim was a famous church and had its own intelligence network on the surface. However, anyone who knew about the Mystletainn would not meet with them, so whenever Char fought with him, it was when the sword was not around.
Since he was the Night Lord, he was invincible in this land of eternal night. As long as he was bathed in the light of the Blue Moon, all his attributes would have increased by a terrifying amount. What was scarier was his recovery ability.
That was why he was very familiar with the other party.
But that was the problem...
This f*cking...
His rationality told him that the skin in front of him was most likely the night Lord's ...
But how was that possible?
Char slapped his forehead to calm himself down.
His view of the world had taken a huge blow, and things had suddenly developed in a dramatic way.
"Where's its head? Where's its head?" He gestured and said, "Where's its big head?" It even has horns."
Kuris rolled his eyes.
"He hasn't made one yet. He made a few, but he's not satisfied."
"It's really just the party..."
Char muttered to herself and slapped herself.
Serious business, Char!
You shouldn't be complaining at a time like this!
He immediately asked sternly, "What is this? Why do you know how to make this? Did the night Lord ask you to do this?"
"The night Lord? What are you talking about? No". kuris shook his head. "Night Lord" is the code name of this Bionic soldier. It can absorb the energy emitted by the Blue Moon to charge its own gray crystal and drive furnace. It can also slowly speed up its own body. The reason I made it is very simple. It started 474 years ago, I made it with the Blue moon."
"Wait-"
Cher suddenly stretched out her hand.
His fingers were trembling slightly.
His eyes and nostrils almost popped out.
He had an overzealous thought.
"You... You made the Blue moon?"
"What else?"
Kuris asked.
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