"Master of the Snowfield?
Holy Spirit, our duty is to eliminate the Spell Stealer on this island. We really can't help with the monsters on this island. "
The Chosen One of Flowing Water cowered when he heard that a Holy Spirit wanted to drag them to hunt the monsters on this island. He didn't want to be bitten by the monsters on this island and get infected with the Crystal Disease.
But before the Chosen One of Flowing Water could refuse, a hearty laugh came from behind him. It was the Chosen One of Bright Sun's laughter.
"Isn't it our duty to purify the plague on this island?
The Holy Spirit has warmly invited us to hunt the most powerful monster on this island. As warriors chosen by the gods, how can we back down? "
The Chosen One of Bright Sun and the leader of the Grey Eye Society he was in charge of really regretted not meeting each other earlier … Jiang Qiao listened from the side. He felt that this bald Chosen One and the Knight of the Lion must have a lot to talk about.
"Don't forget that we're here to bring Shelar back," the Chosen One of Shadow reminded his bold comrade.
"Leave Shelar to the Holy Spirits for safekeeping for a while. There won't be any problems. I'll talk to the chief priest."
The Chosen of the Bright Sun was the first to take the lead, pulling the leader of the Grey Pupil Society towards the edge of the forest. Among the six Chosen of the Gods, only the Chosen of the Bright Sun agreed so quickly. The other four Chosen of the Gods all stood where they were, saying 'Goodbye, goodbye', 'No, no'.
Another Chosen One of Shadow stood in silence for a moment …
She realized that her legs were trembling. Now wasn't the time to be afraid!
The Chosen One of Shadow pinched her thigh and used the pain to stop her legs from trembling. She quickly caught up with the Chosen One of Bright Sun.
"Sharie, I thought the Shadow Sect only taught a bunch of cowards. I didn't expect you to be the bravest of them all."
The Chosen One of Bright Sun jumped onto his warhorse that was tied to the tree …
"Do you really think that the Crystal Disease can be cured?" The Chosen One of Shadow didn't hurry to get on her horse. Instead, she came to the Chosen One of Bright Sun's side and asked.
"Why not?
In less than ten days, the Holy Spirits had purified one-seventh of the crystal plague on the island!
It won't be difficult to purify the other six sevenths, and I have a good eye for people. Every one of them is a brave warrior. "
The Chosen One of the Bright Sun God has a very high opinion of the Holy Spirits … When the Chosen One of the Shadow Gods heard this comment, he glanced at a player who was wearing a round snowman costume and a pixelated headset.
"Hmm?
What's wrong?
Do you want to fight? "Coffee noticed that the two NPCs were staring at him.
"Does your Glorious Sun Church define this as bravery?" The more the Shadow God's Chosen One interacted with these Holy Spirits, the more uncertain he became.
"The clothing of the otherworld is different from ours!
You can't be prejudiced against the people of the other world when it comes to clothing. Look at their mounts, Sari … even the Nightmare, a creature from hell, has been tamed by them. "
The Chosen One of the Bright Sun pointed at the leader of Coke Mania, Air Bubble. Air Bubble's mount was a Nightmare covered in blue flames.
In the legends of their world, there were also creatures called Nightmares. It was said that any expert who could tame a Nightmare would not be burned by the hellfire of the Nightmare.
The Shapeshifter that Bubble was riding on was just a very ordinary model with a blue flame pasting effect. However, Jiang Qiao's model and special effects were done very well. This Shapeshifter had the word 'domineering' written on its appearance. It made people worry whether the flames that came out of the Shapeshifter's bones would burn their butts.
"They have a dragon. Is that a Nether Dragon?
It doesn't look like one, but you know, Sari, these mysterious creatures can't be tamed by strength alone. "
The Chosen One of the Bright Sun God was trying to convince the Shadow God's Chosen One with the various mounts of the Holy Spirits. These strangely dressed Holy Spirits were far beyond her imagination, be it in terms of combat ability or character as experts.
In fact, what the Chosen One of the Bright Sun God wanted to exaggerate … was nothing more than the prestige of the Holy Spirits. He wanted the Shadow God to believe that the Holy Spirits had the power to save the world and purify the crystal disease, and that they were great heroes summoned by God.
But the other Chosen Gods didn't think so … Shadow God's Chosen God was the same.
The weird costumes that the Holy Spirits wore made them unable to associate them with the image of 'heroes'. Another reason that ruined the image of the Holy Spirits was the twenty-four-hour, sleepless Mahjong Ball that they held in their initial settlement.
Before the Shadow God's Chosen One officially greeted these Holy Spirits, he actually camped at the starting point for twenty-four hours to see if they had any other plans for coming to the island.
But they didn't … When these Holy Spirits weren't hunting on this island, all they did was …
Playing cards.
Dance.
After finishing his drink, he continued playing cards.
Aeroplane chess.
Forming a gang and playing cards together.
Playing cards.
When the Shadow God's Chosen One was halfway through his surveillance, he really wanted to grab a Holy Spirit and shout, "Did Mother Earth bring you here to play cards?
Get out and farm monsters! "
Now, the Holy Spirits had finally come out in full force to grind monsters, and they had even dragged them along with them … However, Shadow's Chosen One wasn't happy at all.
"Mr. Gray Pupil, my friend … are you ready to set off on an exciting Ice Dragon Hunting Trip?" The Luminous Sun's Chosen One's words interrupted her thoughts.
"Why do you have such a heavy accent?" As the leader of the Gray Pupil Association, Gray Pupil was an Exorcist by profession.
Exorcist was a subclass of clergy, and the background story of this profession was the same as Zhao Mingwei's Qi Practitioner in the far east.
Therefore, this profession incorporated the elements of the Celestial Empire's charms and Spirit-branded Retainers. By casting charms and magic, they could also summon Spirit-branded Retainers to fight for them. Apart from this, Exorcists could also choose another path of power, which was to change their main weapon into an axe, and rely on swinging a giant axe to smash their enemies into meat paste.
Gray Pupil was an Exorcist who practiced both magic and strength. Like Mo Shigui, he didn't like to wear clothes, so Gray Pupil's style looked like that of a virtuous old monk.
"Accent?
There's always one or two parts of your Holy Spirit vocabulary that I can't understand, "the Luminous Sun's Chosen One said.
"It doesn't matter, I shouldn't have chosen this boring option. Let me explain the mission … We've roughly found the coordinates of the Lord of the Snowfield. Considering that you Crystal Hunters can't cause damage to the monsters on the island, what you need to do is help stop the avalanche."
As a leader, Gray Pupil was the type who couldn't tolerate jokes and was very serious. The reason was because … his sense of humor was too high.
Moreover, the mission he was responsible for in the guild was different from that of a commander like Mo Shigui. The mission he was responsible for was more like a data analyst.
"Avalanche?
Do you often encounter avalanches when you hunt in the Snowfield? "
"Yes. The Snowfield's terrain disaster mechanism is too frequent. Even fire-type skills that can cause large-scale destruction can cause avalanches. We've been fighting two Lord-ranked monsters in the Snowfield, and we've encountered two avalanches in eight hours. Two of them were triggered by the neighboring Abyss Temple Guild. The avalanches deal one-third of our Guild members' HP, and there's a chance that they might disrupt our formation."
Gray Pupil reported the situation of the battlefield to the Chosen One of the Luminous Sun and the Chosen One of the Shadow God.
At that moment, the Chosen One of the Luminous Sun's dialog box had popped up with the option 'I hope you can assist me in this matter'.
In Gray Pupil's eyes, the Chosen One of the Luminous Sun's NPC was equivalent to a storyline NPC that helped the players pass through the map. This kind of NPC was either designed to be a burden that couldn't do anything, requiring the players to protect him at all times, or designed to be a boss level bodyguard that could instantly kill dungeon monsters, the type that players could have a good time with.
The Chosen One of the Luminous Sun was obviously in between the two. Gray Pupil was puzzled when he was farming the Snowfield map. The large-scale avalanches ruined the game experience, but now it seemed that he was lacking an NPC to guide him.
"I'll do my best to prevent the avalanches from affecting you."
The Chosen One of the Luminous Sun agreed to Gray Pupil's request, and then turned his gaze to the Chosen One of the Shadow God. "Look, Shary."
"Look at what?" The Chosen One of the Shadow God didn't understand where the Chosen One of the Luminous Sun's sense of superiority came from.
"Although the Holy Spirits' appearance is very strange, they are all warriors filled with wisdom and strength!
If they can purify the Crystal Plague this time, I believe that the figures of their mounts galloping across Brandt Island will be remembered by the world as statues. "The Chosen One of the Luminous Sun's bragging was about to reach the heavens.
"I'll skip the storyline dialogue for now. It's time to go."
Gray Pupil didn't feel anything when he heard the Chosen One of the Luminous Sun's bragging. He had played online games for many years, and the number of NPCs that sucked up to the players numbered in the hundreds, let alone thousands.
Now, Gray Pupil was a little sleepy.
"Of course!
My warhorse is ready to gallop into the battlefield, but Mr. Gray Pupil … why are you sitting down? "The Chosen One of the Luminous Sun looked down and saw Gray Pupil sitting down.
"This is my mount. I'm going on autopilot. Remember to follow me."
"Your mount?" The Chosen One of the Luminous Sun looked around. No matter how he looked, it looked like … a wheelchair?
Could it be that Gray Pupil's legs were inconvenient?
No way!
Even if his legs were inconvenient, it shouldn't affect him from riding a horse.
"Do you need me to send someone to push this thing?"
The Chosen One of the Luminous Sun still didn't understand what this wheelchair was. The Spirit Vein Forest and the Snowfield weren't easy to travel on.
"No need. Also, if you can't keep up, remember to shout." Gray Pupil was still analyzing the map of the Snowfield and the data of the monsters produced there.
“？”
Beside him, the Chosen Luminous Sun had a huge question mark on his forehead, but it was too late. He only heard the roar of some engine, and then with a whoosh, the wheelchair with the grayish-white pupils disappeared before his eyes.
If the Chosen One of the Luminous Sun understood the language of communication between Holy Spirits, he would definitely think of something like, 'Last night, I lost to a wheelchair in the Spirit Vein Forest. He used inertia to drift around corners, and his speed was very fast …'
"What … is that thing?" The Chosen One of the Luminous Sun touched his bald head and looked at the taillights of Gray Pupil's wheelchair that had gone far away.
"I remember you saying that if they were able to purify the crystal plague, I believe that the figures of them riding on their mounts through Brandt Island should be remembered by the world as statues?"
The Chosen One of the Luminous Sun's voice rang in the Chosen One's ears. Perhaps it was a mockery, but she repeated what the Chosen One of the Luminous Sun had said before riding her warhorse and following the Holy Spirit army.