An accident occurred.
Her strength was suppressed to the level of an ordinary person!
Ordinary person!
Other contestants become Awakened beings within a few decades at most, but what about Shirin?
Almost three hundred years!
She had almost completely forgotten what a world without magic would be like!
This wasn't even a question of whether she was adapting to the situation; she almost broke down...
Why are you targeting me like this?!
Shirin wasn't sure if this was a restriction for everyone or a targeted restriction specifically designed for legends.
The former alone was already devastating for her; if it were the latter, the situation would be even worse!
In that state, let alone actively protecting Ning Feng, Xilin herself might not even survive.
So, after finally calming down, the powerless Shirin made the decision that was best for her.
Hide!
Survive until the end of the match!
As long as I don't go out and don't socialize with others, I won't be discovered...
Regardless of the situation outside, Shirin immediately hid in the secret room where she had appeared and remained motionless.
However, she still made some miscalculations, failing to consider some more practical matters.
Ordinary people cannot go for long periods without drinking water or eating... let alone without going to the toilet, not even fairies.
I carried some materials and supplies for disguise with me, but they were hidden in my spatial artifacts and I couldn't take them out without magic.
They guarded the treasure mountain but could not enter.
Hunger and thirst tormented Shirin's will, causing her to become increasingly depressed.
The more this happened, the more she missed Ning Feng, worried about his situation outside, and her worries grew.
However, she cannot go out in her current condition. Going out would not only be dangerous, but might even cause him trouble.
With no other option, she could only stay there and wait for other things to happen...
Now, she's finally got her wish!
Although the current limit seems to be only around the fourth rank, it's enough!
"It's back to normal... Ugh, cough cough."
As her power returned, Shirin's anxiety and tension quickly subsided, and even her thoughts became calm.
The floating objects slowly fell and silently returned to their original positions, without the slightest deviation.
She coughed lightly a few times, wiped away the faint tear stains from the corners of her eyes, and silently pondered:
"You only regained your strength after hearing that voice, which means it wasn't targeted at me; everyone else is in the same situation."
"Besides, if we go out now, I feel like there might be other variables. Should we go out...?"
Looking towards the gate, Xilin's slightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.
"...Ha, how embarrassing! What am I even worried about?"
Worried that you won't be able to keep up with a group of little ones?
Card.
The cabinet that had given her a great sense of security was slowly moved aside, and the door to the secret room was slowly pushed open by an invisible force as she approached.
"I'm here to protect him; hiding here won't protect anyone."
...
...
Without leaving the room, Ning Feng looked towards the pastor's house in Greywater Town in the distance and twitched his nose.
"...Ha, this smell is really strong."
When he was just an ordinary person, Ning Feng could only sense that something was wrong, but he couldn't really find the problem.
But now it was different; he could clearly smell the scent emanating from it.
Fresh blood.
The strong smell of blood, and the time span of the infection, which can be as long as a month or more, is pungent and putrid.
Above that, he also sensed another kind of aura.
evil.
What a coincidence, he's very sensitive to both of these auras...
"You, as a pastor, don't seem to be a proper pastor at all."
A priest who collects blood... what kind of priest worships evil gods?
"Honestly, it's not like there aren't any benevolent gods left, so can't you just stop making me keep running into the lackeys of evil gods?"
I'm getting a little annoyed dealing with you all all the time.
I'd like a kind and understanding older sister pastor; I'm ready for that.
Thinking this, Ning Feng's gaze suddenly changed, and he looked toward the door of the pastor's house.
Creak... Whoosh.
The gate, inlaid with iron patterns, was slowly pushed open, and a foul-smelling wind blew out, but no one emerged from it.
A chilling atmosphere filled the air, and heavy footsteps could be heard.
Winter, splash, winter, splash...
Each step was accompanied by the clanging of metal, creating an inexplicable sense of disharmony.
Finally, the sound stopped at the doorway, seemingly cautiously observing the outside world.
Even though there was no one around, Ning Feng still felt as if he were being stared at by a fierce gaze and constantly scrutinized.
Ah, this...
"I'm leaving tomorrow."
After thinking for a moment, Ning Feng gazed at the impenetrable darkness, smiled, and nodded:
"Please do me a favor and pretend I didn't see anything."
"I really don't want to have any entanglement with you."
Kacha.
With a sudden change in expression, Ning Feng looked behind him and towards the previously locked door... The lock had been opened a crack for some reason.
Behind the crack in the door, a pair of bright green eyes were staring intently at Ning Feng, and it was unclear how much time had passed.
!!
A chill ran up his spine, and Ning Feng's emotions entered battle mode at that moment.
He wasn't afraid of the horror movie-like scene, nor was he uncomfortable with the dark.
Instead, he simply couldn't detect the other party's presence!
What's going on?!
"Outsiders who don't belong here."
Just as Ning Feng drew his wolf fang to retaliate, a hoarse voice spoke from behind him:
Do you have a faith?
---Aside---
Monday, busy. Anyway, I'll try my best to update. If I can write, I'll continue with my 10,000-word daily plan. If not, I'll postpone it. Today, I'll start with at least 6,000 words.
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