The Land of Eternal Night.

This half-plane, even in the Night Walker organization, only two people are qualified to open it.

One is the current leader of the Night Walkers, and the other is the previous leader, Sheen.

When Sheehan moved to the White River Valley, he moved the basement of Oak Town in one go. Marven didn't know how he did it, but he thought that the former leader of the Nightwalkers must have his own way.

"You have to think about it, you may encounter a lot of dangers on this road."

Sheehan glanced at Marven deeply: "The danger I'm talking about is not physical. ”

Marven nodded firmly.

He knows what's ahead of him, and because of that, he has the confidence to challenge something that no one has ever succeeded.

Awaken the sleeping warriors from their eternal darkness and coldness to fight again for themselves and to protect Fernan.

This is an extremely difficult task.

However, Yiqiē is under his control, and he knows this task well, otherwise he would not have chosen the Night Walker as an advanced class.

When choosing a profession, you should not only consider whether the profession itself is strong or not, but also consider the secrets behind the profession.

Each of Fernan's professions is not a simple fighting school or style of acting, but has a long history behind it.

Nocturnal walkers are a typical one.

The only thing that surprised Marven was that the taskbar that had not moved in the jù panel for a long time actually appeared again because of this incident.

【Dark Path】

[Description: If you want to awaken the sleeping warriors, you must go through the pain they went through, and you will embark on the path of the former Night King, inheriting his glory and duty.] 】

[Quest Reward: ?] 】

……

The reward of the mission is unknown?

That's a bit weird.

In fact, from the time to the present, Marven feels that this system in his body is not so much a system as a numerical auxiliary plug-in.

Except for two things that he hasn't figured out yet, the rest is actually a normal world.

Both of these points are related to killing experience, first: why do you get killing experience by killing people and killing monsters?

Second: Why are most of the rewards for system tasks generic experience?

If you put these two points aside, Marven feels that his system is basically a recorder.

Conduct an extreme microscopic and numerical record of one's own body and the process of fighting.

Other than that, it doesn't seem to be of much use.

This made him feel that he didn't travel with the original game system, but when he crossed by himself, for some unknown reason, he had the ability to count jù into a qiē similar to the game system.

This is one of the rules.

This is the most perfect explanation Marvin can think of - but unfortunately there is another flaw in this explanation, and that is the problem of experience.

This is also the biggest difference between him and the aborigines. The improvement of the strength of the aborigines depends on exercise, on epiphany, and on all kinds of normal ways.

And by no means like Marven, fighting and killing can improve strength.

Behind this, there must be a deeper reason waiting for Marven to discover.

But now, he had to concentrate on the task at hand.

"Nineteen Legendary Warriors."

"Sleeping in the dark frozen sea, tread barefoot through the path of thorns, climb the Endless Mountain, and finally find the will of the Night King."

"You can only awaken the Night Lords if you truly become the heir to them."

"Every Night Walker has tried before you, but unfortunately no one has succeeded."

"This has nothing to do with strength, only with the heart and will...... And luck has something to do with it. ”

The old blacksmith took a deep look: "As far as I'm concerned, your luck is definitely not bad. ”

Marven smiled dumbly.

"Times are different now, and I have a hunch that it is really possible for you to wake them up."

"Go ahead."

As soon as the old blacksmith finished speaking, a dark and rugged path appeared in front of him.

The Road of Thorns.

Marven took a deep breath, he took off his shoes, went barefoot, and walked down the path.

"Thorn ......"

Step 1! Marven gasped!

A sharp pain came from under his feet, violently irritating his nerves.

It was as if a needle had suddenly inserted into the sole of his foot.

The horror of pain forced him to step back.

But he can't retreat!

On this path of awakening the warriors, as long as you retreat, you will fail.

Forward, only forward.

The pain is all fake, Marven is not actually injured, it is just a sensory stimulation transmitted on the thorny road.

If you can't bear even this pain, then what's the point of inheriting the will of the Night King?

Marven clenched his teeth, his willpower was still very amazing.

Instead of retreating, he strode into the depths of darkness!

He knew that the greater his steps, the less contact he would have with the path of thorns, and the less pain would hurt.

……

Watching Marven's back fade away at the end of the thorny path, the old blacksmith turned back and returned to his own fire, tirelessly doing what only the lowest apprentice would do.

Smelt standard iron blocks.

This is the Land of Eternal Night, and for every Night Walker, this place is magical and vast, even if it is the leader, he knows nothing.

Over time, they got used to it.

A figure appeared silently beside the old blacksmith.

"Do you think he'll succeed?"

"Yes." Sheehan continued to strike iron.

The man said lightly, "He's only been a member of the Night Walker Organization for about a month, and you think he has fully comprehended the will of the Night King?" ”

"No, no one can comprehend the will of the Night King." Sheehan smiled and said, "Actually, maybe we're all wrong. ”

"Every Night Walker, who wants to awaken the Nineteen Warriors, is trying to get closer to the Night King, but whether it's right or not, no one can say, can it?"

"But that's our duty. Defend the continent. There was a hint of displeasure in the man's tone: "You and Constantine have wasted too much time on him, and when I need your support in the north, you don't show up, and you willingly follow a little baron to do some ridiculous things." I know you have opinions about me, but the Night Walkers are brothers. ”

"You're wrong, O'Brien. We don't have an opinion of you. ”

Sheen said seriously: "It's just that the little baron in your mouth, the crimson patriarch who can single-handedly plan and kill no matter how many legends can't kill, can take out the Book of Naru under the nose of the Starry Sky Sword Saint, and killed a red dragon a few days ago." ”

"He's only 15 years old."

"What were you doing when you were 15?"

O'Brien was silent.

"Ten thousand steps back, if I see the wrong person, Constantine also sees the wrong person, but Hathaway will not, Shadow Thief will not, Endless Ocean will not, Nicholas, and even more."

The old blacksmith said leisurely, "There has never been such a person on the East Coast who can reunite such a force. ”

"So I'm really looking forward to what this disciple of mine can do in the future."

"That's why I stayed in the White River Valley."

O'Brien took a deep breath and softened his tone, "Maybe you're right. I have a lot of force, but I'm not wise enough. ”

"No, no one is perfect. You are the best leader of the Night Walker at the moment. Sheehan laughed, "You have strengths that others don't have." You are powerful, but you can listen to others. ”

O'Brien said helplessly: "My mother said to me when I was very young: 'O'Brien, you are not smart, you must listen to the words of the wise. 】”

"I did, so I didn't live badly. The things that need to be done are not messed up. ”

"If this kid really awakens the Nineteen Warriors and is promoted to the fourth rank, I will consider handing over the demigod [Eternal Night Paradise] to him."

……

The Road of Thorns.

A figure walked alone.

Marven was covered in sweat.

The pain under the soles of the feet began to come in bursts. It's the kind of pain that doesn't numb.

You don't know when, the pain will strike.

It is possible that you don't feel it even after walking three steps, and it is possible that the fourth step is the pain of the heart.

That's the horror of the Thorny Path.

This kind of place, it is estimated that the ascetic among the warrior monks is the best at dealing with.

"This path is to test the heart of the heir."

"Legend has it that when you become the king of the first night, you have to walk a real thorny path to save a group of innocent people from hell."

"So this path is also known as the path of the ancient sages."

Marven had a lot of information in his head, and he tried to distract himself.

However, at this moment, a scream suddenly sounded in his ears!

He jerked around.

A human face with half carrion hanging from it suddenly appeared on the side of the road.

He just stared at Marven coldly, and an inexplicable fear rose from the bottom of Marven's heart.

Fear. But it is not a volitional test.

"[After pain, there is fear], this is the handwriting left by the Night King."

"Just ignore these horrific visions and you'll be safe."

"This qiē is all an illusion of the heart."

Marven took a deep breath, controlled his trembling body, gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

After walking dozens of steps, all kinds of terrifying scenes emerged one after another.

The hell of bones, the endless sea of blood, the rotting maggots, the deformed human body......

If it had been another person, I am afraid that I would have turned around and run away in fright.

It's not about willpower, it's just the fear of the human heart for something so ugly!

Marven, however, gradually got used to these things.

"Damn, is it really for nothing that Lao Tzu watched so many horror movies in his previous life?"

Marven began to complain secretly.

The reason why he is so confident is not without reason.

In all of Fernan, I'm afraid no one knows better than him how to defend against these horrific sights.

He added some funny elements to these terrifying scenes, and his fear naturally faded a lot.

The second stage of the Road of Thorns was just a piece of cake for him.

Soon, at the intersection ahead, there was a fork.

A monster is entrenched at the intersection.

…… R1152