When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 586

Chapter 586: Chapter 10 Akpolis_2 Chapter 586: Chapter 10 Akpolis_2 It could be said to be an excellent material for the ritual.

There was even a ti when she almost beca the vessel for the descent of the Blood Celestial Marshal, but it was only due to the players’ destruction and interference that the person who kidnapped her beca the vessel for the Ring of Ouroboros ritual instead.

…So the Moon Princess only beca a Transcendent in 1898, Aiwass realized.

After all, in the waiting hall for the advancent ceremony, one simply couldn’t make out the features of the others…

And during their first encounter, Cheese was almost the last one to arrive, just one person ahead of the woman called “Basil.” The ceremony began right after she introduced herself.

And after Cheese had introduced herself, the Elf youth in the white lab coat also spoke up, “I am called Physician, Path of Adaptation.”

So Stranger and Grapes introduced themselves once more.

At this ti, the man who was leading the three of them finally spoke up in a deep voice, “I’m Counselor, a Mage.

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From Star Antimony.”

“I am Olive, a Curse Ritual Magician from Parthia.”

The old man laughed heartily, his tone gentle and kind, “Don’t worry, not scum like a Demon Scholar.”

“Lulu, a Bard on the Path of Beauty.”

Realizing Aiwass wanted to hide his identity, Isabel went along with it and lied to conceal her true profession.

She said with a beaming smile, “I can sing songs for you to listen to.”

“Cursing Sorcerer isn’t much stronger than a Demon Scholar, old man,”

Director Kent retorted casually.

Clearly, he had a strong antagonism towards the Path of Transcendence, though his hostility towards Isabel was not as evident.

He glanced at the three cloaked figures and countered, “From the Necromancy Academy?”

“Yes.”

Counselor looked up, calmly replied, and countered, “From the Supervisory Bureau?”

“That’s right, I’m a pirate, an Inspector from Avalon.

But I won’t beco your shield,”

the “Pirate” asserted with unwavering determination.

This was actually quite normal; the others didn’t intervene—The war between Avalon and Star Antimony had started several months ago, and even the Irisflower People should be aware that the two countries were currently in a state of hostility.

As an official ard force, an Inspector, and possibly even a military man, it was natural to hold animosity towards people from Star Antimony.

Not to ntion, that was the Necromancy Academy—

Most people would have a natural aversion to Necromancers who played with the dead.

Within the “Spirit Summoning Tower” of Star Antimony’s Necromancy Academy, all were such monsters who manipulated corpses and spirits.

All three of them were wearing the sa black robes, clearly, they had no intention to hide their identities.

And Isabel guessed their purpose for doing so.

—It must be to look after the girl called “Grapes.”

As a Necromancer, she would easily be shunned, alienated, or even antagonized by her teammates no matter what she did.

In scenes where there was a shortage of corpses, the teammates could even end up being sacrificed as spell materials.

Moreover, most people didn’t understand Necromancers at all—The unknown equated to fear.

Therefore, they ford a team and ca in together, accompanying the only Necromancer among them, Grapes, in her advancent.

Whether it was “Counselor” or “Stranger,” what they were promoting was clearly their second Path.

This also ant that they had already planned ahead…

to act alone as a trio in this advancent ceremony, without relying on other teammates.

This was a risky move.

Dying during the third or fourth promotion ceremony would likely result in soul damage and could even lead to death.

And the three openly forming alliances could lead to them being targeted by the other six people in the dungeon, where attacking teammates is not restricted.

After all, there could be as many as six promotion spots.

If you can eliminate three people as soon as you enter, the remaining six could fully cooperate…

greatly increasing the likelihood of completing the mission and getting promoted.

“Stranger” and “Grapes” obviously realized this point and were sowhat uneasy.

The girl called Grapes kept her head low, almost curling up into a ball.

And Stranger opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, his eyes repeatedly seeking help from “Counselor”.

“Then please, go ahead, pirate of Avalon—sir.”

“Counselor” just gave a cold laugh and spoke slowly, “Want to have an exciting ti, do you?

Can’t make it to the battlefield, so you like to take it out on the students?

“You don’t have children, do you, Mr.

Pirate?

Are you too busy plundering to find soone, or is it that your job is too dangerous to find soone?

Or is it because you enjoy kidnapping other people so much that your wife ran off with the kids?

“This is a full moon ritual, not a new moon ritual for showing off your heroics.

We are all sowhat like allies here.

We won’t actively attack you, but if you co to us…

feel free to try.

Good luck with that.”

Counselor clearly felt confident.

In counterattacking the “pirate”, there was not the slightest hint of hesitation or regret, but rather there was an aggressive tone and sharp words.

This didn’t quite seem like a student.

—A professor from the Necromancy Academy?

Aiwass speculated about the other’s identity and smiled as he started to play peacemaker, “Ladies and gentlen, there’s no need to be so confrontational.

After all, when you go in, you might not et your teammates directly anyway.

“You can call ‘Fox’.

I am a Priest of the Nine Pillars Divine Church, adept at group healing and dispelling.

I can promise that any request for my healing will be treated equally by anyone present.”

“That’s the Hippocratic Oath, right?”

The adjacent “Physician” nodded in agreent, “To treat everyone to the best of my ability, not to provide or sell poison to anyone…”

Cheese asked curiously, “Then big brother, does that an you can’t attack other people?”

“Why do you ask, cutie?”

The Physician smiled, “The Hippocratic Oath isn’t a suicide pact—if soone attacks or my companions, of course, I’ll strike back first.

But if he’s still breathing after the fight and he calls to for help, then I’ll bandage him and stop the bleeding for free, at least so he doesn’t just die.

“If I see two people attacking each other, and neither has killed the other, they will both get treated.

“I’m not a soldier, nor a Guardian.

I don’t interfere with the outco of battles, and I don’t favor any party.

“They all have only one na—patient, injured, soone in need of healing.

And I’m the one who can provide that healing.”

As he spoke, he gave a respectful and polite salute to Aiwass, “But my healing abilities are far inferior to yours.

I hope we can work together pleasantly.”

“Well said…”

Just then, an old and hoarse voice suddenly arose from the middle of the room.

It was a statue of an ancient and diminutive Lizardfolk.

But compared to modern Lizardfolk, he looked more like a “Serpentfolk”—his body was covered in serpent scales, and he held a staff twined with black and green snakes.

It was unknown when he appeared or when he beca animate.

Only then did the ascenders suddenly realize that none of them had noticed the “Presider” in the center!

It was as if everyone had forgotten that the ceremony had a Presider.

“I will preside over this ritual; I am the apostle of the Lord of Scalefeather…

The ‘Hippocrates’ you were just discussing is my teacher, Akpolis.”

The unprepossessing old man with snake scales said slowly.