Chapter 171 Player Behavior
The figure sat facing Anvis, sipping a glass of light orange wine with two light blue bead-shaped wild fruits at the bottom.
Because of the angle, Avis only caught a very brief glimpse of a little bit of clothing sticking out from the opening of the figure's cloak on his chest.
The background was pure black, with three simple golden lines on the collar of the shawl, and the half-hidden silver-white circular [Holy Emblem of Light].
Avis was very familiar with this outfit.
The bishop of the Holy Light Church? Why is he here?
Although he felt somewhat doubtful and wary, Avis did not show anything on the surface. He just maintained his previous gait and slowly walked out of the tavern with Joem.
From beginning to end, the figure who was suspected to be the bishop of the Holy Light Church did not look back even once.
The bishop of the Holy Light Church is directly equated with the eighth level, and is an extremely powerful one among the eighth level.
Although Jom is also a rare eighth-level Knight of the Wind, if the two really fight, Avis will find it difficult to determine who will win.
After leaving the tavern, Avis quickly reviewed his recent goals on the island in his mind.
Explore the temple of the old god [Lai] in the center of the town; explore the ancient black tower in the corner of the town; detect the specific changes of the island's cursed force field at night;
Explore the huge castle atop the island's mountains; search for gem mines; and look for the rock wall with the giant statue carved into it, and explore the cave that Evan mentioned.
Thinking of this, Avis suddenly clenched his right fist and gently hit the palm of his left hand.
Oh, and look for the missing Evan!
At the same time, somewhere in a dungeon, a figure wrapped in a bunch of pink tentacles twitched, and was finally remembered.
After thinking for a while, Anvis decided to start exploring from the [Rai] Temple which was closest to him.
The origin of that mysterious protective force field was enough for him to conduct some research.
As for the large-scale arrival of players, Avis is not worried at the moment.
Without the 100x internal beta experience, players cannot have a big impact on the upper levels in a short period of time. . ….…. "Hey! I caught you——"
At this time, on the other side of the city, Summer Night Firefly pounced and finally caught the cat that was the target of the mission.
However, this cat was a little strange. It had an eye on its left hind leg, and it could turn and look at the girl.
When she handed the cat to the NPC who issued the task, the task was finally completed.
[System prompt: The 'Find the Lost Cat' mission is completed, and you get 200 experience points. ]
After looking at the experience bar with satisfaction, Xia Ye Yinghuo also glanced at the level list.
Afterwards, she was shocked by the people at the top of the list who were close to level ten.
How long has it been since the server was launched? How did they do it? . ….….Karlath Province, outside Frostfall City
Puff——
The last dragonborn held an ordinary iron dagger and skillfully slashed the neck of another novice human player quickly and then retracted it.
Under the combined effect of weakness damage and the negative state [Bleeding], the HP of the attacked player will instantly drop to zero.
The body fell to the ground, and three minutes later, it disappeared in a streak of white light.
At the same time, the last dragonborn, whose name had become extremely famous, rose one level again to level nine.
After doing all this, the last dragonborn sat on a rock nearby and waited quietly.
During this process, another elf player and a dwarf player ran over and were killed by the last dragonborn in the same way.
About ten minutes later, the resurrected human player ran over again, panting.
"This novice protection zone is so troublesome. You have to run so far to be attacked. It's too inefficient!"
Seeing the last dragonborn waiting on the side, he couldn't help but complain.
“…”
The last dragonborn could only maintain a polite and professional smile, unsure of how to respond.
Fortunately, the human player just said it casually. After complaining, he ran directly to the last dragonborn. Then he leaned on his knees with both hands and gasped for breath.
Seeing how tired he was, the Last Dragonborn moved his dagger slightly and quickly slashed across his neck again to help him refresh the negative state.
However, this time, the fallen body did not turn into white light, but gradually turned into a fleeting point of light.
This means one thing: the player has used up all his resurrections and his character has disappeared permanently.
Fifteen minutes later—
A dark elf player ran over.
"No, continue——"
"Understood, Boss."
The Last Dragonborn had just slashed the neck of the dwarf in front of him. When he saw the dark elf who was rebuilding his character, he made an OK gesture to him and slashed the dwarf with another knife.
He is too short to look handy.
Then, the dark elf player also fell to the ground and died under the elf's knife.
After checking the degree of wear on the dagger, the Last Dragonborn sighed, and while the bosses were still there, he polished the blade a little on the rock to make it sharper.
Before the official server opening, he contacted several bosses and agreed to charge each of them 5,000 yuan to help farm rare races.
The purpose of cutting the neck is to improve efficiency and minimize equipment loss.
It is not easy for a novice to get a decent piece of equipment, so save as much as possible.
When the public beta test just started, the Last Dragonborn immediately relied on his familiarity with the game map from the internal beta test to take an iron dagger and a lumberjack axe from a hunter's hut that he had long favored.
Judging from the panel, the damage of the lumberjack axe is actually higher than that of the dagger.
But after a few times of chopping, the bosses asked him to change to a dagger, because even if the pain was reduced to one percent, chopping the neck would still cause discomfort to the head and bones.
From the public beta to now, the last dragonborn has already spent seven or eight magic hours.
He couldn't remember exactly how many times he had done it, but he had to rebuild his account dozens of times for each boss. His level was a byproduct of this racial brushing behavior. Every time he brushed a zero-level player, he could add 200 experience points.
"It's out! It's shipped!"
Suddenly, an excited voice sounded.
The last dragonborn turned around and saw a humanoid race covered in dark green scales with a graceful, streamlined body.
"Rare race [Asian Dragon]! Innate dragon blood! Increased strength, endurance, physique, toxin resistance and health recovery, and the ability to breathe underwater!"
"Congratulations!"
The elf nodded to him politely, and then without waiting for the dwarf in front of him to say anything, he stabbed him with a knife, shutting up his words.
One indicator completed, two to go.
While the remaining two bosses were still resurrecting, the elf took a look at the level list.
At the top of the list is the rival of White Light Athletics, the Silver Blue Club [Silver Blue Athletics - Black Cardboard]
Currently, he has reached level ten and directly advanced to become a formal professional.
Obviously, clubs always have an advantage over individual players when taking on jobs. . ….…. (Recommendation votes gu——→)
(End of this chapter)
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