An unhurried footstep came from the depths of the courtyard, which seemed to contain music theory, making it sound extremely comfortable. All of a sudden, the tinkling of flowing water and the sound of flowers and leaves should be in harmony with this footstep, and it seems to be a natural song.

Jonny stared intently at the winding path, waiting for ...... No, it's the owner who is expecting the sound of footsteps. At this moment, his breathing gradually converged with the sound of footsteps, two seconds, two seconds......

The man raised his hand, pushed aside the clusters of darkness, and walked in the moonlight. He was about forty years old, with short light chestnut hair and deep-set eyes. He was dressed in a musician's costume with extremely wide cuffs, but not fat; He has a shiny metal wrench on his left thumb. The moonlight like veil and water condensed into a halo on his face, condensing into an atmosphere of imminent separation and non-existence. There is no king in the world who is more noble than him.

Jonny's eyes were already glowing white, but when he saw this person, he dimmed: "It's not him. ”

"Two guests, please come back. The teacher said that he has limited ability and cannot help you. The man with the wrench stopped a step from the reception room and spoke. He said "you", but his eyes were locked on Jonny. His eyebrows were slightly raised, and a few wrinkles peculiar to mature men were squeezed out of his forehead.

"I just want to be stronger." The corners of Jonny's mouth twitched a few times, and he punched himself in the thigh before he could grin and smile. One of his first requests after forming an alliance with Bald Eagle was to see Lancelot the Graceful. In order to be stronger, he is willing to continue to wait, and he is willing to excuse himself.

The wrenched man shook his head: "If the teacher says no, he just doesn't see." Please come back. ”

Jonny was silent, just stood up and was about to leave. The bald eagle also stood up and yawned: "Ah...... I can finally go back to sleep......"

"This way, please." The wrenching man turned around and walked ahead, his steps still following the music theory. Not only that, but every movement of him has an indescribable sense of musicality, as if the wind is only heard when he breathes, as if the insects chirp when he walks, as if it is when he raises his hand that the sound of water and leaves sounds. This man lives in his own world—in music, and can only be viewed from afar.

However, the unattainable man turned his head and accosted Jonny: "Your Excellency wants to eliminate heresy? Can I be a part of it? I can fully represent the Astent official. ”

"What's your name?" Jonny asked.

"Oliver Quinn."

Jonny asked again, "Don't you hate me or hate me?" After all, when I came from Astant, I tortured and killed many heretics in front of you. ”

"It's not about hate. In order to stop more tragedies, I have asked you for your cooperation. The man raised his right hand, his fingertips running through the flowers. His mouth is calloused, but that doesn't stop his hands from being beautiful. Well, his fingertips were like twitching the strings. "Maybe you don't realize you're doing something wrong, so you have to have someone to watch over you."

"Was it your own idea or Lancelot's?"

"Since my brother Simba left, the teacher has stopped interfering with our decisions." At this, the wrenched man sighed softly.

"Whatever you want." Jonny muffled.

After leaving Lancelot's mansion, the two visitors headed towards the Magic Teleportation Circle, as the base camp was on the edge of the border, and it was impossible for them to spend the night here. Jonny's pace is faster, so the bald eagle has to suddenly increase his pace every time he walks, otherwise he will lose it.

Even though it's night, the streets are still bustling with the sound of string music. In Astant, the bards have a real knack (there used to be masters of the Conservatory's street work in plain clothes), but the audience here is of a high class. Performers don't care about the amount of money the audience pays, as if they are a hobby. The highlight is the two performers fighting the piano, duel with dazzling fingering and endless inspiration until one of them reaches out with a wry smile.

"Captain Jonny, you're very patient. I thought you'd choose to hurt the other person and lure Lancelot to show up. The bald eagle tilted his head and smiled a little sarcastically.

Jonny also glanced at the bald eagle, murderous - the performances around him were either out of tune, wrong on beat, or even cut his finger by the strings. He put away his murderous intent and lowered his eyelids: "I realize where my shortcomings are...... I lacked endurance. I was always dominated and immersed in all kinds of desires, and I couldn't control myself. To become a saint, I have to change, at the very least, to follow the rules of mortal beings a little. ”

"You're tempted to kill me now?" The bald eagle was stimulated by the other party's eyes, and did not yawn, but asked the other party seriously.

"That's right." Jonny turned his face away and said, "Also, Oliver Quinn (Bald Eagle was surprised: "You can actually remember his full name?!!" It's not that easy to kill, he's a quasi-hero like me. With his help, I can definitely kill Pers. ”

When the two stepped into the magic teleportation array, the old magician who was in charge of opening the teleportation array first collected the gold coins, and then slowly ran the core of the magic array. The moment the teleportation began, Jonny's face changed dramatically! He locked on to the end of the long street and was about to rush out, causing the old magician to scream: "Don't move! ——”

Jonny stepped out and found himself back in his original city, no longer the capital of Astant.

The bald eagle touched his chest and also came out: "Are you crazy? When the magic array is teleported, its boundary will be in a state of spatial chaos, and it is still a trivial matter for you to be cut in half, causing the magic circle to collapse and half a block to disappear, then it will be troublesome! ”

Jonny raised his bleeding hands, his face turned pale: "Before teleporting, I felt a powerful evil force appear two hundred meters away!" That's a heresy that doesn't lose to the Necromantic King, but that's not the Necromantic King! I have to go back and check it out! ”

"Then you can toss it alone...... I'll go to sleep. Bald Eagle yawned and left with a look of "I thought something was happening".

Jonny returned to the capital once again. He frantically pushed the pedestrians in front of him away, running from street to street, but the bleeding from his hands slowly stopped. Ten more minutes passed, and Jonny was still in vain. He looked down at his hands, his eyes complicated.

Yastant is more dangerous than you think.

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The corpse wetland, at the forefront of the war between the dead and the living, the army of the living is still not satisfied after devouring a city, and the soldiers are directed at Doludavis. Necro players certainly don't want to be beaten down another city, so they work together to fight it.

"Surround them like that, and then deliberately leave a gap." Skoll, who had just arrived, immediately took command. He took full advantage of the current strength of the necromantic camp and issued an order: "Compress their space, but remember, you must not surround them." As long as we are not completely surrounded, they will run towards the gap one by one, you squeeze me and I squeeze yours, and the people at the back of the line will not be able to run. ”

In charge of Dolu Davis is the Deadly Stinger, an ally of the Bone Tyrant. He took advantage of the indigo shooter's superior eyesight to observe the battlefield and asked, "As far as I can see, the scene is out of control, is the enemy really going to run away through the gap?" ”

"Of course, do you understand psychology?" Skoll snapped his fingers and asked.

The deadly stinger shook his head.

"That's useless to explain to you." Scowl tossed a sentence lightly, almost spitting blood into the deadly stinger.

It didn't take long for the commander of the Creature Player to find that he couldn't support it, and he really led the team to retreat towards the gap in the encirclement! The gap is so small that a huge army can't drill through it all at once, and players can only move as they run. The Deadly Stinger was very excited and praised Skoll loudly.

Bald Eagle, you're really not online.

Scowl snapped his fingers again and again, not listening to the praise at all, as he began to immerse himself in his own world. In this world, he is no longer lewd, no longer cheesy, no longer incomplete. He plays the role of a coach, a "chess player".

Adventurers and us aborigines are completely different. Adventurers refer to each other as "players", presumably referring to those who can break through time and space; Sometimes they disappear (this is called "downline"), and sometimes they can magically appear (this is called "downline"); They have to enter a place called "reality" to eat, excrete, and sleep, and in "reality" they even have family and pets, as well as their own studies and work; They don't take history seriously, they don't take the aborigines seriously, they don't take life seriously...... To put it simply, they don't take the world seriously and call it a "game".

This kind of enemy is simply full of flaws. Bald Eagle, Bald Eagle, when you stay in "reality", you will be beyond the whip of the "game"! Even if you are praised by the idiot emperor to the point that there is nothing in the sky and the earth, you can't get rid of the limitations of being an adventurer in your life! If you play one city when you're online, you'll lose two cities when you go offline! I can do my job, but you're just busy!

Scowl couldn't help but laugh when he thought of the smugness, his nostrils facing the sky: "Haha! I am indeed a first-class military strategist! ”

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The Wetlands of the Corpses, the city where Nav Chloe and Frangi are at the forefront of the battle between the dead and the living......

【Thorn•Lilac Rain】!!

On the wall, with a flick of the female knight's arm, she drove the tip of the sword to turn into silver flowers, so as to stab the opponent's door, throat, and chest! However, as soon as the target flapped its wings, it flew backwards, dodging the attack. His wings were terrifyingly powerful, and at the stroke of a blow they flew sand and gravel, and sparkled the armor of the female knight. If you don't wear a helmet, you might be blinded by a stone!

The winged man swept back some distance, then adjusted his body and came to the female knight at once! In the course of just two seconds, his wings turned into a pair of arms, and he had an extra golden war spear in his hand! An infinite amount of sunlight burst out from the spear, and the spear was faintly deformed, and the spear head had an extra horizontal blade - it became a halberd!

Seeing the transformation of the spear, Nave's mind went blank. She could only retreat as far back as she could, but she knew she couldn't escape...... The other party is a god-level adventurer!

【Heroic Wind】! The halberd, which gathered the light and fire elements, slashed out obliquely with the momentum of its master, inspiring thousands of heat waves and hot winds, as if there was a fire phoenix in Nirvana! Nav felt like her flesh and skin were scorched inside the armor, sticking to the metal! However, she won't be evaporated by the heat, because before that she will be crushed with soul fire!

Scarlet Raid: Spectre's Dance Steps!!

At the critical moment, Frankie bites her arm and falls off the wall with her. Since the city gate was breached, the city has been in a mess, and when a man and a dog fell, there were just a few players padding, and there was no major problem (the creature player who was crushed by Frankie turned into white light and was killed in an instant).

Nave's head was unsteady and rolled to the side as soon as she landed, being stepped on a few times by the players who were busy fighting. The knight picked up her head in embarrassment, then turned her head, and the sight shook her hands: Frankie's body looked like a rag doll that had been cut up. Viewed from the side, the area from the buttocks to the armpit of the front leg is neatly cut, and the cut is still across its side; In other words, its pelvic bones, thigh bones, part of the spine, and all of its ribs are severed. The dissected internal organs leaked out of the abdomen, which was shocking. However, even with such mortal wounds, Frankie only twitched on all four paws, refusing to die.

The wind is heard overhead!

Nave didn't have time to think about it, so she cut Frankie off with a sword, and then fled with Frankie in her arms. Frankie whimpered in his throat: "You don't have to worry about me...... You are not responsible for my death......"

"The knight will not die without help!" Nav gritted her teeth and summoned her mount and prayed to the god of souls for protection. She still doesn't know why the Soul Adventurers are suddenly attacking the city quite strongly?! Didn't that bastard Squill swear that Bald Eagle wouldn't act?!