The traces left by the demigod began to slowly dissipate, and Li Changhe found himself deep in thought.
"What’s the matter?" Yun Ting asked curiously through his mind.
"I locked eyes with him for a mont," Li Changhe replied.
"A coincidence maybe? That was just a projection of the traces left behind," Yun Ting said, unable to see the scene Li Changhe witnessed, but she was clear about his ability.
Tracing Insight was in fact the ultimate version of trace tracking, capable of recreating scenes from history through traces. Such an ability was extrely rare and particularly potent when tracing and reconstructing cri scenes.
Of course, from that perspective, using this ability in everyday life could be a bit unsavory. After all, it allowed one to spy on scenes belonging to the owner of the traces, so Li Changhe seldom used this skill in the Real World.
However, at the end of the day, it was just a projection of a scene left by the trace’s owner—nothing more than a mont that had already occurred.
The eye contact with the demigod might well have been re coincidence—he just happened to be in the position the demigod glanced over.
"But if it wasn’t an illusion, then there are only two possibilities," Li Changhe continued his analysis.
"The first is that the demigod might possess the ability to foresee the future. While he was still alive, he incidentally foresaw that at so mont in the future, a divine creature would visit this place." Li Changhe had encountered enemies with predictive abilities before. The vagabond player he t during the hospital task had the ability to predict two seconds into the future.
"Foresee the future?" Yun Ting murmured, "If he had such an ability, he probably wouldn’t have lost."
If the unnad human demigod could see the future, he would inevitably make choices that could alter it. It was unlikely that he would be so easily ambushed and killed.
"That’s true," Li Changhe agreed, "And the other possibility is that he might still be alive. As a demigod, sotis he might receive vague, inexplicable premonitions. Perhaps in so place, he is still living in so state."
"That’s even less likely, as the land here is perated with the curse left behind after his death. Moreover, if he were still alive, he probably wouldn’t have allowed his army to end up in such a ghastly state," Yun Ting replied.
Those knights had extraordinary strength, but Li Changhe was also aware that beneath their bulky armor lay bodies that were grotesquely twisted.
This type of curse stemd from a disaster that followed the death of the demigod. From this perspective, the demigod might indeed be dead.
"Of course, this is all just analysis for now. There’s simply too little information." Yun Ting said, "I suggest you don’t think too much about it for now."
"Well, let it be. If nothing goes wrong, I’ll encounter more of his traces going forward. I’ll just investigate them gradually," Li Changhe thought, before rolling up the map on the long table and placing it into his backpack.
With the map in hand, his next moves would be much easier.
Then, Li Changhe used an earth-traveling spell again to leave the room.
After avoiding a patrol of soldiers, he successfully reached another gate of the checkpoint.
Using the effect of the Dark Feather Cloak, Li Changhe silently flipped down the city walls and once again blended into the forest.
Watching the knights roaming near the main road, Li Changhe estimated that other players wishing to charge through the checkpoint might have to reveal their strength.
Those who had joined this task were all experts who could hold their own on the Battle Power Rankings, with well-honed tactics to boot.
But surely they couldn’t all be using Stealth, could they?
Perhaps, so players were just hiding near a checkpoint, waiting for the mont when other players attacking it would draw attention, then taking the opportunity to break through.
Thinking this way, he might have just played the role of a great scourge, inadvertently helping nearby players to clear the checkpoint.
That was sothing he couldn’t dwell on, as the more he thought about it, the more frustrated he would beco.
So, Li Changhe approached the rendezvous point he had agreed upon with Big Iron Pestle while exchanging information with his friends.
It was an abandoned camp in a canyon, littered with the remains of several soldiers and even knights, surrounded by the bones of twisted monsters.
Clearly, this was a camp that had been overrun by the twisted monsters and then abandoned.
After walking through the forest for half an hour, Li Changhe finally arrived at the camp. Big Iron Pestle was hiding in the woods next to the abandoned camp.
He wore a tattered cloak and cloth armor, with red vines crawling over the cloak. Hiding in the bushes.
To put it nicely, it was performance art.
To put it bluntly, it was a beggar.
Li Changhe couldn’t understand why, with Big Iron Pestle’s strength, he couldn’t get himself so decent-looking gear. Every ti he saw him, he was in this disheveled state.
"Big Iron Pestle, you son of a...!" As soon as Li Changhe approached, he began to curse without a second thought, "Why didn’t you speak up sooner about sothing so important?"
"How was I to know you were just about to break a curse?" Big Iron Pestle said helplessly, spreading his hands: "You saw being chased by a bunch of natives, couldn’t you think a little and realize it was because of the curse?"
"Yeah right. Even if you were teleported to their dinner table, I wouldn’t be surprised. How would I know it’s a curse?" Li Changhe retorted.
Big Iron Pestle sighed, knowing that Li Changhe was right. Whatever happened, he could always bla it on his bad luck, Lucky E.
Then Li Changhe asked, "Well, what’s your status? Did you manage to collect the dal?"
"Indeed, I fought for a King’s dal. Sadly, too many enemies were pursuing ; I couldn’t retrieve the dal in ti," Big Iron Pestle shook his head and said: "All that effort for nothing, what a sha. Who knows which player may have profited from it?"
"For you, that’s already routine." Li Changhe snarked, and then added, "I’ve got a map of the canyon. Make a copy for yourself, I’m going to rest up a bit and then head out."
"No, wait, Archer... no, Brother Li, let’s go together. Let’s team up, please." Big Iron Pestle pleaded with a bitter look on his face: "Aren’t we comrades in arms? Let’s do this together. I’ll give you priority for the King’s dal."
"Forget it, I’m afraid if I team up with you, I’ll end up in the middle of a pack of monsters! Giving you a map is already being considerate!" Li Changhe said, grinning: "You know very well what your luck is like, can’t you keep track of that yourself?"
If it’s about cooperating with other players, as long as you’re careful, there’s no problem.
If it’s a collaboration with friends, that’s even better.
But having Big Iron Pestle as a teammate could bring a terrifying negative effect.
Li Changhe thought he’d rather ask Yun Ting and Brother Dong if any official players were also in Godfall Canyon. It would be better to tackle the challenge again later rather than teaming up with Big Iron Pestle.
The purpose of Li Changhe’s visit was actually to find a place to rest for a while and incidentally give him a map to make things more convenient for him.
Thinking this, Li Changhe walked towards the camp. Big Iron Pestle, anwhile, was begging to go with him.
However, as the two entered the camp, both of their expressions changed.
The ground began to shake... Sothing seed to be rapidly erging from beneath the camp.
Seeing the massive dark shadow suddenly burrowing from under the camp, Li Changhe’s state of mind exploded once again.
"Damn it, I forgot this camp was your damn choice!"
Reviews
All reviews (0)