really!
Cheng Shi was watching with great interest in the crowd, and when he saw that there was a historian in this unexpected team, he almost laughed out loud.
I seem to have... figured out my fate a little bit?
Does this count as taking advantage of the destiny?
It seems that my ideal of being the destined person has finally been justified!
Cheng Shi smiled, but Dayi beside him looked confused.
"My Lord...these people..."
"Aren't you curious about how they came here?" Cheng Shi asked with a smile.
Dayi paused and thought to himself, I must be curious, I'm waiting for you to answer my question, but from what you said, it seems that you don't know either?
He frowned as if thinking about something, and then suddenly realized something and said, "Sir, could it be that they...interfered again?"
Cheng Shi raised his eyebrows, wishing he could applaud Dayi!
What does it mean to understand someone's intentions?
This is the most comfortable relationship between superiors and subordinates. As a leader, you don’t have to think about anything. Just a glance and someone will help you pave the way forward and even put stepping stones under your feet.
Cheng Shi suppressed his smile and said, "Yes, I feel the fluctuations of [Nothingness], and the wheel of [Fate] has begun to turn. It seems that He has won the game with [Time].
There may be a lucky person in this trial who is favored by [fate], but now, this luck is ours.
Of course, you don't need to understand these in-depth things. Go and catch the clever guy hiding in the crowd. I will ask him in person what happened. "
Dayi was very confused, but he still nodded heavily and followed the order. After he left, Cheng Shi handed a message to Qu Yan who was still standing in the crowd: "Hide and follow them."
Qu Yan was good in every way except that he couldn't serve as the supporting actor for Master Yuxi. He nodded quietly and blended into the crowd nimbly.
The scene was extremely chaotic, with constant screams and shouts, but all this seemed so normal to Dayi. After all, there was an Envoy of Chaos on the field. It would be strange if there was no chaos where He was.
In fact, in this chaos, many people were calling out to the messenger of God, wanting this messenger of God who brought forgiveness to Rosner to take action and eliminate these destroyers who broke in.
But they seemed to have forgotten that from the very beginning, the Rosna Empire had already separated from [Corruption] and would no longer be protected by Him.
When the panicked people saw the messenger of God in the center of the square quietly leave, the mood of despair spread rapidly.
Fortunately, there are heroes in every terrible era. There are still many Rossna citizens in the square who are willing to stand up to protect the city. They gathered together, shouting army slogans. Even though they had no weapons in their hands, they still bravely formed a human wall and surrounded the only three remaining destroyers.
After seeing this scene, the three players were scared away.
Of course, what scared them away was not this disorganized group of NPCs, but the "God's Messenger" who disappeared quietly and the high-scoring assassin hidden in the crowd.
"Did you hear that? They called that black-robed man the Messenger of God!
He is a messenger of [Corruption], maybe even a messenger of order!
I was wondering how their trials could be so easy. We had already found a big loophole in the laboratory just now. Now, it won’t be that easy anymore. Our goal is to stay alive!
Stop thinking about it.”
The fat man with glasses was very pragmatic. He fled madly with the two of them and rushed into the winding alleys. Seeing that there were no pursuers behind him, he supported his knees with his hands and gasped for breath.
The tall and thin man was also very tired. He leaned against the wall, his heart pounding like a drum. He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said:
"Or let's go back. This place is too dangerous. I have to avoid these gaps and iron spikes. I'll come here secretly next time."
The only female player was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and said with tired eyes:
“What the hell are you talking about?
Let’s not talk about whether we can go back or what we should go back for. Even if we are not poisoned to death by the Plague Cardinal, can we survive the aftermath of the battle between him and the Grand Marshal?
Or are you confident that you can escape the pursuit of that acrobat?
That was the top game, Cui Hong! With just you, a singer, Bao Ge, a hunter, and me, a priest, there was no way for us to survive!"
The tall and thin man was stunned by what he said, but he still managed to say: "It's also dangerous here. Besides, we can't keep fighting them. What if they leave..."
"Don't say any more. At least that Light Spike didn't chase us. That means he was just protecting the food. As long as we retreat far away, our lives should be safe.
It’s just that [Gift of Wounds]… Oh, forget it. It’s a blessing for us to be able to see it once.”
The tall and thin man wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he sighed and said nothing more.
The female pastor pursed her lips, pulled her clothes to cover her exposed skin, and said in a rather emotional tone:
"Even if I take it, what's the use? Who says that the so-called [Gift of Wounds] is necessarily a good thing?"
"You don't understand," the tall and thin man gritted his teeth and said, "The dagger is secondary. The most important thing is the soul of the messenger inside! Whoever gets that thing, as long as he pleases the messenger inside, may be able to have a great opportunity!"
The female pastor froze, pulled her hood and muttered softly, "What if it's a big crisis?"
"......" Now, the tall and thin man didn't want to refute. He looked at his teammates in front of him helplessly, hating their lack of resistance and said, "Since you are not interested in this dagger, why did you line up with us, Nangong!"
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