The first volume is almost finished, so I will open the second volume immediately. Therefore, I hope that you can take some time to help do the author investigation.

Fat man, I have a lot of branches on my outline, and I plan to choose a branch depending on the situation. Therefore, it would be best if you could know the attitude of everyone.

Xie Lu Xie.

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Bad luck mission!

Ridiculously strong quest NPCs!

Yang Hai fell from the other side of the portal in a disgraced manner. Then the portal was gone.

He appeared in another room, this room was similar in size and style to the one just now, but Yang Hai could see the difference.

He glanced out the window, and immediately determined that this was the tallest main bell tower in the Hellern's Clock Tower's towers. Because the strange seven-scale clock outside the window was in front of his eyes, he didn't know why he could see the front of the big clock from the back, but he just saw it.

The only hand of the bell pointed to Fury, and then remained motionless.

Yang Hai remembered the furious incarnation of Tidria who had just given him a hospitable treat, and he felt that all this must have something to do with this bell.

After pondering all this, he realized that there was a man in the middle of the room, an old man, who looked exactly like Tidridia's incarnation of rage.

Which avatar is it this time?

Yang Hai thought vigilantly.

But this avatar did not move, he seemed to be asleep. The sound of Yang Hai planting out of the portal was not small, but this NPC was indifferent.

Yang Hai didn't want to provoke him, but now that he was locked up in this ghost place, he had no other way at all - in that room just now, there was at least one inscription to study, you must know that after reading the inscription just now, Yang Hai's language knowledge jumped up by at least 2% of his proficiency.

But what about here?

Not even an inscription.

There were no inscriptions on the walls, no patterns on the carpets, not even a little superfluous thing to think about, just an NPC who looked like he was asleep and didn't know what he was doing.

Yang Hai had no choice but to step forward and pat him tentatively on the shoulder.

This NPC, who had maintained a serious and elegant sitting posture and fell asleep peacefully, was harassed by Yang Hai, changed his sitting position, and then continued to sleep gracefully and peacefully.

……

The NPC was finally picked up by Yang Hai with more drastic means, as for what means are fierce for a sleeping person...... It's up to everyone to figure this out for themselves.

Anyway, the NPC woke up with a gloomy face.

"Who are you?" The NPC asks, "What are you doing here?" ”

"I AM POSEIDON, AND I AM HERE TO LIBERATE THE SELF-IMPRISONED PART OF THE SOUL OF THE TIDRIAN PROPHET." Yang Hai replied.

The NPC was stunned for a moment, then sighed.

"You...... Although you are a dragon, thank you. ”

Yang Hai reacted when he heard this: "You are my mission item?" ”

Tidria was stunned.

"Quest items?"

Telling NPCs that this kind of thing is forbidden, and their AI settings will also prohibit them from knowing these things, Yang Hai just made a slip of the tongue for a while. He shook his head and said nothing.

"Tidrian Prophet, hmm...... Do you know how to get out of here? Yang Hai stabilized his mind and asked.

"Zhilu Dao." There was no expression of joy on Tidria's elegant face, and she asked, "Although I don't want to be prejudiced because of race, but, I'm sorry, I still want to ask, why did you come to save me?" Also, what happened to my people? ”

Yang Hai told Tidria everything he knew about the Dao, including the life of the half-snake people for more than a thousand years, including Hetu's great plans, including why he would come here to save him as a dragon clansman. Tidría's nonchalant expression finally loosened.

He asked in surprise, "You mean, my descendants, they have already obtained all the things they need for the sealing ceremony?" ”

"Yes." Yang Hai said solemnly: "They have been preparing for a thousand years, which is really remarkable. ”

Tidria meditated quietly for a moment, and the old man could not hide a happy smile on his face, and said, "Thank you for everything you have done for the half-snake people, and thank you for sacrificing your life to come to the rescue." ”

Yang Hai nodded.

"Mr. Tidriria, is there any way we can get out of here?" Yang Hai asked again, this was the question he was most concerned about. ,

Tidria stabilized her mood and began to tell Yang Hai.

Theoretically, the Hellern's Clock Tower can't be exited by normal means, and there is only one way to open the Bell Tower.

When the original sin of the soul is committed, the Hell's Bell Tower will be opened, and the suppressed sins will be revealed. Of course, this gap can also allow them to escape from it.

"If my other souls weren't imprisoned here, that's fine, but it's dangerous right now." Tidrya's brows were tightly entangled: "The punishment of the Hell's Bell Tower for committing the original sin of the soul is very severe, and if we want to rush out of here while the bell tower is opened, the soul guards will definitely do their best to stop it." We're going to stand up to their blocks, and then we're going to get out of here. POSEIDON, IT'S UP TO YOU. ”

Yang Hai listened quietly.

"All of my energy is spent keeping the passages of the Hell's Clock Tower open." Tidria said, "I will lock the souls of the two of us together, and you take me with you, withstand the attack of the soul guards, and we will come out of here." ”

"But I can't stand it." Yang Hai smiled bitterly, he still remembered the incarnation of Tidria's rage vividly.

"Don't worry," Tidria said, "when our souls are locked together, he can't rely on his own strength to bully you, he can only use the special methods of the Bell Tower Soul Guard to make things difficult for you." At this time, it depends on whose means are higher. You can. ”

Yang Hai gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Without further ado, let's get started now." Tidria was like an arrow at this moment, stretched out a hand and pressed it on Yang Hai's chest.

Tidria is a student of the geosoothsayer Akara, and has his own unique way of acting with the soul, at least with Yang Hai's shallow magical knowledge and mystical knowledge, he does not understand what Tidria is doing at all. Tidria chanted a short incantation, and Yang Hai felt as if his mind was connected to someone else.

As soon as he had an idea, his vision of the world disappeared, and his vision became Tidri's.

Magical!

Yang Hai was a little surprised, this is "locking our souls together"? I don't know if he can master such a spell as Lu Dao.

According to Yang Hai's understanding of the "Forgotten Continent", any spell, as long as it is known by NPCs, players have the possibility of learning it, but this difficulty is another matter.

"Ready? I'm going to get started! ”

"What a shame!"

Tidria closed her eyes.

Yang Hai was curious about how Tidria would open the passage to the Hell's Clock Tower, so he kept his vision.

He began to reminisce.

Yang Hai also entered the memories with him.

The scene in front of him began to change rapidly, and he came to a place that was somewhat unfamiliar to him, but extremely familiar.

He knew that this was what Tidria had experienced.

This is a forest, by the clear stream, rows of tall oak trees sleep quietly in the breeze, this is a harmonious and warm scene, but Yang Hai can feel the oppressive atmosphere for a minute.

An innocent and beautiful elven girl looked at him worriedly—or rather, at Tidria, her hands tightly twisted, her lips pursed, and she did not speak.

Tidria walked to the stream and crouched down.

Yang Hai saw the young Tidria in the stream, handsome, gentle, and literate, but his face was also cloudy.

"No one can stop us from being together, Lorika." Tidria crushed a stone and threw the dust into the stream, dispersing it as a mess of filth.

No one, can, stop me.

An emotion called rage slowly rose in his heart, and Tidria stood up.

"I don't care what those old elven fellows think," Tidria strode forward and took the elven princess Lorika in her arms, "Their so-called bloodline is inferior to bullshit in my eyes. Lorika, race is not a sin, and judging a person by race is a shallow act. ”

Tidria roared, "Am I a bad person? Or is it incompetent enough to be worthy of you? ”

"Tidria, don't do this!" Lorika wept and held Tidria's hand tightly.

Tidria shook her off. ,

Lorika looked at her sweetheart in amazement.

"You remember my words, Lorika." Tidria looked at the sky: "Someday, I will make these people all pay for today's events." I swear. ”

"......" Lorika cried as she covered her face.

The scene comes to an abrupt end.

"It's shameful to peep into someone else's privacy." Tidria reminded, "Go and see if the door is open." ”

Yang Hai felt a little ashamed of being caught in the burglary, and quickly cut back to his field of vision.

He saw that inside the originally sealed room, a door had actually risen in the center of the room, although this door did not seem to have completely risen, but it was slowly drilling out from the floor, Yang Hai was overjoyed.

"It's not fully opened yet!" Yang Hai replied.

Tidria sighed and said, "Forget it, if you want to see it, come and see it." ”

Receiving Tidrilia's nod, Yang Hai cut back his vision half-push and half-on-the-spot. He was still interested in the life of this legendary figure.

By the time he cut into Tidria's perspective again, the scene had changed, with Tidria sitting at the top of a tent, followed by half-snake men in richly robed robes.

Tidria didn't say a word. The other half-snake people were arguing fiercely.

"From the beginning, I didn't think those dragons were well-intentioned!"

"You? When it was decided whether or not to rescue those mongrels, why would you agree? ”

"I ......"

"But the Prophet Tiddria decided to come to the rescue......"

"Can we beat them?"

"Pylott...... It's just too powerful. ”

"But ......"

"Enough!" Tidria waved his hand impatiently: "Everyone, get out of the water!" ”

The half-snake people were stunned at first, and when they saw the prophet's troubled appearance, they didn't know that it was the one who took the lead, and everyone obediently avoided it.

Tidria buried her face in her hands and sighed heavily.

After a few moments, he stood up and flipped the table with one hand.

"Pyrot, you ungrateful bastard!"

"You want to make the Half-Snake Man a victim of your ambitions?"

"You want to provoke me?"

"I, I'm not going to let you get away with it."

"Sooner or later, one day, Pyrot, I'm going to overturn your throne like I did this table!"

Tidria glared to the north.

"Have you forgotten who I am? Have you forgotten what I can do? How dare you provoke the wrath of the great me? Tidria clenched her fists and roared, "You will all be destroyed in the end!" Eventually, you will all be destroyed! Destroyed! ”

Yang Hai realized something, and quickly cut back his vision.

"The door is open!" Yang Hai shouted.

"I continue to recall these unpleasant things in order to keep the passage open. POSEIDON WARRIORS, IT'S UP TO YOU NOW. Tidria said.

Yang Hai said yes and stepped into the door.

The scene inside the door was completely different from what Yang Hai had imagined, it was not an ancient castle, but a labyrinth.

"AS FAR AS I KNOW, NO ONE HAS EVER MANAGED TO ESCAPE FROM THE HELL'S BELL TOWER, POSEIDON." Tidria's voice rang in his ears: "We don't have any experience from our predecessors. ”

"What about the experience of failure?"

"If that fails, we're all stuck here, waiting for the next person to come and take care of us." Tidria said.

Yang Hai immediately understood what would delete the character if the mission failed.

He took a deep breath and ran headlong into the labyrinth.

There are many, very, many forks in this labyrinth, and every now and then a cloud of black smoke will suddenly appear to block the way.

Yang Hai didn't have the slightest idea of trying to break through the black smoke, and before he knew what it was, it was definitely a safe way to hide from what he saw. Moreover, Yang Hai could vaguely guess that these black smoke were by no means good.

The homework on the seven deadly sins these days is not done in vain, but it is finally useful.

Those who commit one of the seven deadly sins will go to hell, and the punishment after going to hell will vary.

Among them, rage, abstain from anger, and smoke to punish it.

Obviously, this black smoke is here to punish him.

Each fork in the road is preceded by a row of sequences, large and small, simple and complex, different, with a number vacant in the middle of the sequence, which seems to require a solution.

Yang Hai used his precious time to try four or five forks in the road, and finally settled on one point. ,

At every fork in the road, the road with the smallest solution in these sequences, there will be no black smoke.

In other words, this path should be the shortcut road.

Yang Hai was pleasantly surprised by his discovery when Tidría's tired voice rang out.

"POSEIDON, AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. Remembering these things in the Hell's Clock Tower is a lot of effort. Tidria said weakly, "I can't hold it anymore." ”

Yang Hai sped up when he heard this.

One series after another was unraveled, and Yang Hai was in a labyrinth as if he had entered a no-man's land. It didn't take long for the Rage Sins Labyrinth to come to an end.

The last fork in the road, with two roads on it, was shrouded in black smoke. Yang Hai was dumbfounded.

"There's a road where the smoke is fake!" Tidria affirmed, "That's a little trick by my fury incarnate to trap us, make a choice!" ”

The momentum along the way made him also have confidence in Yang Hai's level.

Yang Hai looked at the number series in front of the two roads, and he was immediately confused.

This, this, this...... What kind of sequence is this?

A sequence of numbers is a set of numbers that can be said to have regularity, so it can be solved, but these two sequences are not only strange numbers, but also a bit strangely arranged. Yang Hai is still relatively confident in his mental arithmetic, but at this moment, he is at a loss in the face of such a strange set of numbers.

Want to get stuck here?

I know that this task is not so easy.

It's just these two sets of numbers...... It's really perverted.

Yang Hai just racked his brains and didn't think about what rules could be between numbers.

To tell you the truth, the difficulty of this task is indeed a bit perverted, and the arithmetic column is such a thing, not to mention the average player, and the average professional player may not be able to cope with it. You must know that most of the number sequences that Yang Hai just broke through involved relatively advanced mathematical knowledge, but Yang Hai's mental arithmetic and imagination were too strong, so it was like cutting tofu.

And the biggest difficulty lies in the last two sets of numbers.

Yang Hai thought about it for 10 minutes, but he didn't see any clues.

Do you want to break into any of them?

This kind of idea doesn't have to be put into practice, just thinking about it in your head feels ridiculous.

Yang Hai frowned.

Yang Hai asked himself,If your imagination is scored in GAME-I,It's not 100 or 99,Imagination is not a thing that lies in the number of people.,Even if there are more seniors who designed this level,Their imagination can't be added.,The person who competes with Yang Hai's imagination can only be the one with the strongest imagination among those people.。

Yang Hai didn't believe that he would be stumped by someone else's number series, he didn't believe it.

The problem is definitely somewhere else.

Yang Hai stared at these two sets of numbers.

"Okay, no?" Tidría's voice began to take on a palpable exhaustion.

Yang Hai didn't pay attention to Tidria.

Because he was not convinced, he began to fight with himself.