Chapter 893: Chapter 574: Priest (Requesting Monthly Tickets!)
“The hidden truth of the Land of Matthaios…”
Chen Lun murmured.
He was actually quite curious about the past history of the Underworld. His subconscious told him that the sunless place hid secrets.
n are scarce, won rule, the “Red Mother” that circulates its own light hangs high over the do, and most female residents known as “Descendants of Darkness,” are born from the so-called “Dark River,” with a curse deeply etched in their blood preventing any return to the surface…
A heavy, ancient feeling of history fills the place.
When Chen Lun first arrived in the Land of Matthaios, he was still very weak, unable to do many things or reach higher-level secrets, but now it’s different.
He is already a Demigod.
Not daring to claim invincibility in the Underworld, but certainly able to protect himself without any problem.
Chen Lun’s thoughts turned, planning to visit again.
Although the task Princess Anna entrusted him with had ordinary rewards, he needed a terrifying amount of experience points to fully level up the [Dramatist]. He couldn’t let any opportunity slip away lightly.
Moreover, he wanted to uncover the truth himself.
Perhaps there might be unexpected gains…
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Kingdom’s land, Gonzalo.
This is a countryside area located southeast of Bixie Crost, over two hundred kiloters from the Royal City; it’s neither prosperous nor desolate but can be said to be a peaceful rural field.
“Gonzalo” is actually an Empire language phonetic homonym. It originates from the ancient Anita language, containing multiple anings like “chase the light,” “feel the warmth,” and “tranquility.”
But few people know this now, even among the local elders, perhaps scarcely heard of.
Gonzalo has many villages but is unevenly distributed, once settled by a group of exiled migrating farrs, gradually developing into its current size.
After the population grew to a certain extent, the Empire built a small town in the northern part of Gonzalo to facilitate governance and managent and to help local villagers buy life necessities and sell farm products.
At this mont.
The Polaris Squad is walking along the country road and entering one of the villages. The villagers along the way greet them warmly, the atmosphere simple and sincere.
“Phew… Busy for half a day, finally can rest.”
Doghead Gold let out a breath, and laughed cheerfully.
“After turning in the materials this ti, I’ll be able to level up to 80! I finally didn’t drag you guys down and can soon start on the Level Six Promotion Task!”
Currently, the squad’s highest level is still Polaris, leading at Level 101 Sequence Six.
Although he previously followed Teacher Jack to study in the Byron Kingdom for a while, his level didn’t fall behind much; instead, his strength has sowhat improved.
Others like Dongyang, Pumpkin, and Chenxi are all Sequence Six Transcendents, with levels around 85. The remaining Horsen like Tutu are generally at max level 80, doing the Promotion Task.
“Ha ha, if it weren’t for and Keying discovering this place, could you level up this fast?”
Wei Yin sneered.
Doghead Gold opened his mouth, but this ti he had no retort.
A while ago, Su Keying and Wei Yin both happened to arrive in Gonzalo due to an investigation task, planning to investigate the strange “earthquake incident” but found nothing.
However, they discovered a special clergy NPC in the village, who didn’t even have a na, just called “Gonzalo’s Priest.”
This priest hated evil fiercely and often helped village people, deeply loved by locals.
He also avowedly hated polluted creatures.
Players can submit kill proof, and receive generous experience points from the priest… This proof can generally be substituted by scrap materials from polluted creatures, quite convenient.
The Polaris Squad relied on this priest NPC to farm quite a lot of experience points.
While other players struggle in the Spirit World hunting, they’re doing the sa thing, yet receiving double rewards, hard not to lead the pack.
And they can also head into the Immortal Realm for dungeon raids anyti.
Experience point sources are quite wide!
Regarding the Immortal Realm’s hidden quest “Jack’s Past,” the Circus’s strategy has even pushed to “Chapter Two: Dark Knight.”
At least ten thousand players have experienced this hidden quest; its difficulty exists as multiple faction selections are available, the Sun Church’s Lamp Protector Squad, the Moon Church’s Purple Moonlight Squad, the Shelter’s Executioner Squad, and Jack’s main protagonist team.
Centered around rescuing the Dark Knight “Bales,” a competition unfolds.
With great gaplay in multiple runs.
Moreover, altering the original storyline gains high ratings.
Only a hidden BOSS nad “Howard” will suddenly appear at the end, and if you don’t avoid the incident point in advance, you’ll be killed instantly with a hundred percent certainty.
So far, no one has found a thod to crack it.
The Polaris Squad temporarily halted dungeon raids to focus their energy mainly on the Main Quest and level grinding.
Thankfully, Wei Yin and Su Keying discovered such a treasure land, their levels skyrocketing like rockets, keeping the motivation high every day.
Fearing that one day, this NPC might suddenly disappear.
“Kill him! Kill him!”
“Damn foreigners!”
“Munis’s family is so pitiful, how could those beasts brutally kill them… Priest, please judge this matter!”
Polaris and others were preparing to head towards the priest’s secluded cottage when they saw a crowd of villagers gathered nearby.
Approaching, four players were surrounded, the furious villagers wielding pitchforks and kindling axes, their emotions seething.
The priest was among them.
An ordinary middle-aged appearance, wearing a wide-brimd white hat, draped in a plain white monk robe, holding a white leather Bible.
The four players didn’t seem anxious, but rather looked at the villagers with interest.
Polaris tossed a scout; these players’ levels weren’t high, only around 40, barely Sequence Eight strength. But the surrounding were just ordinary villagers, they indeed didn’t need to worry; if a fight broke out, they could easily slaughter the whole village.
Perhaps only due to concerns about the Empire’s wanted notice, they didn’t indiscriminately massacre.
“Bei Zi bro?!”
“Whoa, it’s a high-ranking player on the leaderboard!”
“Big shot, help bail us out!”
The four players noticed the Polaris Squad and quickly called out.
The villagers turned too, looking towards Polaris and others. Luckily, during this period, when materials were submitted in Gonzalo, they incidentally completed many small tasks, raising their affection with the villagers to close, thus not being mistaken as accomplices.
“Mr. Polaris, and everyone, are these four Undead Foreigners your friends?”
The priest held the Bible in his hands, turned his head, and asked with a smile.
Polaris shook his head.
“I don’t know him.”
“Hmm, that’s good.”
The priest mused aloud.
He imdiately stepped forward and raised his hand to signal.
The villagers surrounding them, who were fuming with anger, suddenly quieted down, a testant to the priest’s high authority.
“Strange outsiders, do you admit to the murder of Munis’ family of five?”
The priest turned to look at the four players and asked solemnly.
“Sorry, I know nothing about it.”
One of the players, with the ID “Flying Hair,” denied pretentiously, with a smile still playing at the corner of his mouth.
The other three players also conveniently denied.
The priest nodded.
Then, with a contorted face, he roared:
“Lies!!”
He suddenly raised the Bible in his hand, like holding a big brick, and swung it down, fiercely smashing it on “Flying Hair’s” forehead.
Boom!!
The head of this Sequence Eight player exploded on the spot, instantly killed.
As the white light dissipated, everyone was shocked.
The other three players hadn’t expected that this ordinary country priest was so formidable, instantly killing their teammate in one blow.
They did not intend to surrender and, after exchanging a few words in the channel, suddenly erupted in counterattack.
However, before they could use their Sequence abilities, the white leather Bible had already fallen again.
“Lying is a sin! Evasion is cowardice!”
Bam!!
Another player’s head burst open, dying instantly.
“God said, those who deliberately kill should be punished, thereafter listen to the teachings of light…”
The priest moved swiftly, the Bible in his hand delivering a horizontal strike, and the remaining two players were instantly killed.
After the annihilation of the four players,
the priest gently wiped the bloodstains from the Bible, a face full of compassion.
“Even the murderers have the right to hear the Gospel of my Lord, the devout missionary has delivered your teachings into their minds.”
He perford a silent prayer gesture, chanting.
“Praise the Sun.”
The surrounding villagers respectfully and satisfactorily bowed, simultaneously repeating:
“Praise the Sun.”
Polaris and the others were at a loss.
They had always thought of this priest as just an ordinary person with so special attributes, but they hadn’t expected him to casually annihilate four Sequence Eight players.
Yet the scouted information indeed only showed the attributes of an ordinary person, with even the level being only in the 20s…
The expert players were perplexed until the villagers dispersed.
They acted as if nothing had happened and routinely submitted the polluted creature materials to the priest.
“Well done, may the light of justice shine upon you always.”
The priest smiled gently, showing none of his previously fierce deanor.
He opened the Bible and recited a passage of praise for the mbers of the Polaris Squad, then raised his right hand.
No extraordinary phenona were seen, yet they each received a generous reward of experience points.
“Alright, Mr. Polaris and other righteous outsiders, today is my Lord’s worship day, and I need to perform my daily prayers now.”
The priest bade farewell to Polaris and the others, smiling.
“As you wish.”
Polaris nodded in response.
The priest turned and walked into the small wooden house, gently closing the door.
The players watched his back and exchanged glances.
“This priest is getting weirder and weirder…”
Inside the wooden house.
The middle-aged priest ca to a simple counter, where a wooden shrine enshrined an indistinct face.
The image was enveloped in a relief of blazing flas, appearing extraordinarily solemn under the bright sunlight outside the window.
The priest removed his white wide-brimd hat, revealing a shiny bald head.
With plain and ordinary features, he maintained a look of piety and seriousness.
Thud!!
The priest knelt on the ground, bowing forcefully.
The entire village trembled in unison.
Yet none of the villagers seed alard, as if accustod to it.
The tremor lasted a few minutes.
After completing a hundred loud kowtows for today’s worship, the priest put his white wide-brimd hat back on, looked up at the statue, and spoke solemnly:
“Though unworthy of my service, in this world, there is no other light…”
The priest, expressionless, turned away.
Holding the Bible, he stepped out, transforming into a golden light and disappearing from the spot.
Only his voice lingered in the wooden house:
“Likewise, though the church does not deserve my longing, without the [Aries Forging Hamr], the Empire might once again be in turmoil…”
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