latelenovela Chapter 278 The Lost Elven Ancestral Land
Chapter 278 The Lost Elven Ancestral Land
At first, these adventurers came to me and asked me to do tasks. Although I was a little confused, I tried my best to meet their requirements and found something for them to do.
From then on, my leisure time was over. This group of adventurers were so annoying. They seemed to have set their sights on me. They would come to me every once in a while to ask for tasks. They would ask me when I was eating and when I was resting. Especially the most stupid guy named XB, he even came to me and asked if I needed paper when I was taking a shit. This was too much. His quality was really too low, comparable to that of pygmies.
Forget it, I'll bear it.
Thinking of the man standing behind them, Richie Burke resisted the urge to stuff the barrel of his flintlock rifle into his mouth. He forced himself to calm down and said, "You and your companions go to the outskirts of the ruins and pick up some swamp sheep dung. Remember to choose the cool, formed ones."
Rich Burke wasn't deliberately trying to embarrass them. Swamp sheep dung, when burned over a bonfire, emits a distinctive smell that isn't overpowering, but effectively repels flies and even small and medium-sized monsters from the swamp. This is common knowledge among experienced adventurers.
Rich Burke watched XB run towards his companions expressionlessly, secretly breathing a sigh of relief. He could finally have some peace and quiet for a while. But then, XB's loud voice came to his ears, making him hear it clearly:
"Fuck, guys, this NPC is so perverted, he actually asked us to pick up shit! And he only wants it cold, is he afraid of burning his mouth?"
"What?" Rich Burke almost doubted his ears. He didn't know what NPC meant, but how could someone so despicable exist? Who was the pervert? When did you, the bunch who snatched pygmy underwear, get the right to call others perverts?
Watching the group of adventurers leave in a noisy manner, Rich Burke couldn't help but sigh deeply. One day he would settle the old accounts happily.
Just at this moment, a roar suddenly came from the distant sky, and a huge three-masted sailing ship passed through the dense bushes and headed towards this side.
"Oh no, it's Aaron Ingersoll and the Myrney Rooster!" Richie Burke's face changed instantly. He drew his flintlock from his waist and became alert. Beside him, more than 20 other Northland sailors were also alarmed by the movement in the distance and quickly gathered together.
They were exiled from the Myrney Rooster by Aaron Ingersoll, and their target was also Captain Sidney's treasure. Knowing the strength and cruelty of the other party, they would not let each other go as long as they had the chance. This battle would definitely be a fight to the death.
At the same time, he saw that several adventurers who had just left had returned to his side at some point, their faces even full of excitement: "What's going on? Are we going to fight?"
For some reason, at this moment, Richie Burke's mentality calmed down. He looked at the Myrney Rooster that was speeding towards him, pressed the bullets into the magazine one by one, and said with a smile:
"Yes, there's going to be a fight."
"Bern, create a strong wind on the spot, direction, northwest!"
"Yes, boss!" Bernie, his capable meteorologist, responded loudly.
As the former second mate of the Bernese Rooster, Rich Burke knew that it was an amphibious ship that relied mainly on wind power for navigation and supplemented by alchemical array propulsion. As long as a long-term headwind could be formed, it would be forced to slow down and become difficult to navigate.
As long as the fight starts on the ground, he still has a chance.
Bernie threw a puff of gray smoke into the air. In an instant, the wind direction changed, and a strong headwind suddenly blew in the air. Richie Burke held down his hat and looked up at the sky.
Sure enough, not long after, he saw the Berne Rooster stop in the air. Aaron Ingersoll's familiar face appeared on the side of the ship. He wore a wide-brimmed pirate hat and had a long black beard. He smiled cruelly at Rich Burke and said,
"Hello, Richie."
Feeling Aaron Ingersoll's powerful aura, Rich Burke did not waste any words. Instead, he raised the flintlock in his hand in response and fired a shot at the three-masted sailboat in the air. The huge mainsail of the sailboat was instantly ignited.
It's done. Rich Burke felt relieved. Aaron Ingersoll would have to fight him on the ground next. At the same time, he suddenly thought of a question:
At this time, what is the golden thigh that I found doing?
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The world inside the mirror.
It took Zhou Ning almost another hour and a half to come down the spiral staircase and walk into a long corridor that could be seen everywhere.
Outside the corridor was a foggy void, so deep that one could not see the bottom.
These corridors lead to the ruins of elven buildings and completely overlap with reality, appearing everywhere.
Here, without a mirror and accurate positioning, it is easy to get completely lost and never get out.
It is said that the great wizard Damian, who created this mirror, got lost in it.
Of course, this was not a problem for Zhou Ning. After unlocking the hidden skills of Damian's ordinary mirror, he had a special sense of the location of this mirror, which meant that he would never get lost here.
After staying here for a while, Zhou Ning had to admit that he hadn't noticed it before, but after leaving the mirror, this place was indeed quite dangerous. There was no place to mark the location at all. The fog was full of identical corridors. Even the towering building when Zhou Ning came here was not visible. He had clearly come from the southeast just now, but he could often see it in the opposite direction.
If it weren't for the mirror as a reference, Zhou Ning suspected that he would be completely lost.
Zhou Ning followed the mirror's location and walked towards the northwest, and soon entered a ruin.
There were black evil spirits wandering everywhere in the ruins. Most of them were ordinary monsters between level 40 and 60, and their levels could be seen directly. However, with the help of his observation Haki, Zhou Ning could sense that there were also a few powerful evil spirits mixed in, but they posed no threat to him.
In addition to the black evil spirits composed purely of shadows, there are also a large number of undead scattered around the periphery of the ruins. They are wearing old elf-style robes, and some are wandering around with long swords.
Just like the monsters they encountered before, these evil spirits were full of malice towards living people. As soon as they sensed a living person approaching, they all immediately turned their heads and looked towards where Zhou Ning was.
Looking at their numb and malicious eyes, Zhou Ning elegantly adjusted his collar and rushed towards the group of evil spirits, quietly grasping the Sword of Cortes in his hand to summon the gale.
An immense aura rose from him, coupled with a sudden gust of wind, and with his body as the center, it suddenly dispersed in all directions. Wherever the wind reached, the evil spirits surrounding him were blown away as if they were blown away by the strong wind.
The panel then refreshed.
[Your Conqueror's Haki caused 679 damage to the Black Ghost, and its Spiritual Difficulty decreased to 42 (130-88). The Black Ghost fell into a dizzy state.]
[Your Conqueror's Haki dealt 763 points of damage to the Black Ghost, reducing its Spiritual Strength by 43 (130-87). The Black Ghost fell into a dizzy state. You killed the Black Ghost and gained 1192 points of experience.]
[Your Conqueror's Haki dealt 1145 points of damage to the Black Ghost, leaving it with a Spirit Difficulty score of 59 (130-71). The Black Ghost fell into a dizzy state. You killed the Black Ghost and gained 885 points of experience.]
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After his mental strength reached 130, the lethality of his domineering aura was ridiculously high for these small fry. Combined with the special effects of the Sword of Cortes, he instantly achieved the effect of half clearing the screen.
As he moved forward, he dodged the attack of a more powerful evil spirit by leaning sideways, swung his sword with his backhand, and the ripple power instantly poured into the sword, chopping it down fiercely.
A ball of golden flame instantly ignited from the black evil spirit, completely enveloping him and burning fiercely.
Zhou Ning continued to rush forward without hesitation.
The hem of his black windbreaker was blown up by the gust of wind, and as he rushed forward, the black evil spirits in his path fell dead one after another, their deaths very sudden. The scene was extremely shocking.
In just 15 seconds, he had rushed through the entire ruins and stood at the end of the ruins.
In the large area behind his slightly lifted windbreaker, there were no longer any standing black evil spirits. Only a few slightly stronger evil spirits still had golden flames burning on their bodies. After a while, they were completely burned out and there was no movement anymore.
Zhou Ning stepped onto the steps in front of the ruins and looked into the distance. Not far ahead was the elf town, the place called the Lost Ancient Elf Ancestral Land.