ebonymovies Chapter 322 Pressure: One Compassionate Person?
Chapter 322 Pressure: One Compassionate Person?
"I am a traveler from another world, searching for my way home."
During the introduction, Uncle Kuroki, still quite old, didn't say much. He first gave a pseudonym, "Yoshitsugu Matsuoka," and then said that he was a warrior and only knew a little about magic.
That's far too modest.
Chen Feng used the appraisal system to look at Uncle Kuroki's skill list. There were hundreds of thousands of magics involving the five elements of wind, fire, light, water, and thunder, from high-level forbidden spells to super-level origin spells, and there was none that he didn't know.
They're almost a tenth as good as the savior.
After Uncle Kuroki, the elven hero Elibell also stood up and said, "This orc-faced man gave me a precious artifact before. To repay him, I decided to help him go home. It's definitely not because I like him."
As she spoke, Elibelle proudly stretched out her palm, revealing the gemstone ring on her middle finger.
A series of exclamations erupted from the tavern:
"Could this be one of only seven celestial stone rings in the world?"
"It is said that the person who wears this ring will emit a fragrance wherever they go."
Isn't that just a perfume? How can this be considered a magical artifact?
Chen Feng casually slapped away Patch's restless and not-so-clean little hand, and then heard a sobbing sound. Turning his head, he found that his disciple, the warrior of pure love, was already in tears.
Sika knew that wearing a ring on the middle finger meant being deeply in love: "Uncle Kuroki is so ugly, yet Ms. Ellie is still willing to be with him. That's love."
However, the next second, love was transferred.
"By the way, I would have died of thirst if you hadn't given me water earlier." Uncle Kuroki rubbed his butt and took out a ring from his pocket, putting it on Sika's middle finger. "This celestial stone ring is for you; it can sell for a lot of money."
"Huh?" Sika paused for a second, then immediately flung her hand away, saying, "I don't want to!"
But this is not up to Sika. As a magical artifact, the Celestial Stone Ring can automatically adapt to the wearer's finger. It is easy to put on, but difficult to take off.
"Mingming, I was here first."
They noticed that the elf Elibelu's eyes were becoming increasingly gloomy, and her murderous aura was growing stronger.
Chen Feng quickly changed the subject, saying, "Ah! I am the Holy Spirit Venerable Ox-Faced, a hero who specifically seeks information to destroy the King of the Undead. This is my disciple."
After being trained by the Savior and Chen Feng, Sika is no longer the naive boy he once was in the village. He now speaks with the words: "A true man does not change his name or surname. From the Land of Magic, Jia Xu."
If you have any complaints about us, feel free to use curses to kill us anytime, following our names.
Make sure you don't kill the wrong person.
At that moment, Jia Xu and Niu Mian, who were at Happiness Internet Cafe and Monster Graveyard respectively, sneezed simultaneously: "Something's not right, it seems like someone is plotting against me."
Upon hearing the names of the two individuals' countries, everyone in the tavern looked puzzled. After all, there were at least eight or ten thousand countries in this universe called the Land of Magic, and no one knew which one it was.
As expected, a country without demigods has no prestige.
Chen Feng looked at the team of warriors, assassins, and robots and asked, "Isn't it your turn?"
At this moment, Patch suddenly realized something was wrong: "I haven't introduced myself yet! Aren't I human? Am I even human?!"
"I've already said that unscrupulous merchants aren't human."
Suddenly, the Shield Hero stared intently at Patch: "Why do I feel like you look a bit like the villain who tricked me back then?"
Patch immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have sold you, the raccoon girl, back then."
The Shield Hero's eyes immediately sharpened: "Oh? That's strange. I never said that the villain who tricked me was a slave trader. How did you know?"
Patch gave him a look as if he were an idiot: "?"
Oh no, after a bit of deduction, the culprit has been successfully turned into a criminal suspect.
Chen Feng now understands why the Shield Hero couldn't recognize Patches. With that brain of his, he'd be lucky to even go to the toilet by himself. How on earth did he manage to repel the Abyss's attack?
Sika whispered in Chen Feng's ear, "It was probably damaged by the Abyss."
Oh, that's not surprising.
A beeping sound rang out.
The last group of robots spoke gibberish in a language that no one could understand. It was only after the man on the throne next to them translated that they realized they had come to challenge the Tower of Sages.
The tavern owner asked curiously, "There must be a reason for challenging the Tower of Sages, right? Some people do it to break through to demigod status, some to hunt magical beasts, and some to find their way home. What is your reason?"
The man on the throne glanced around: "Who's talking? Oh, sorry, you're too short to see you. We don't care about anything, we just like climbing towers."
Chen Feng understood: "So it's pure addiction?"
The man on the throne nodded: "We are determined to challenge all the towers on this planet."
The servant carrying the throne below reminded him, "Boss, this universe is a two-dimensional world."
These guys can use the word "planet," so are they aliens?
Just as Chen Feng was pondering.
The masked great prophet, who liked to draw out the last two words, suddenly spoke: "The Book of Destiny tells me that the time to depart has come."
The adventurer closest to the door opened it and immediately exclaimed, "It really is! The wind has stopped!"
As we all know, too much wind and sand can affect a person's judgment of direction, especially if the Sage's Tower is still an illusion.
Correct.
Chen Feng's spatial teleportation allows him to travel to any target he sees, but only if it's a real place. He just sensed that the tower was merely a mirage, and if he used teleportation rashly, he would probably be sent to some random, chaotic place.
Even if it were true, as a member of the Cihang clan, Chen Feng wouldn't rashly enter an unfamiliar tower without prior intelligence.
However, while chatting in the bar, Chen Feng learned that the Death Desert is in a long-term sandstorm season, with only a few periods of respite, which is why everyone was waiting in the bar for the wind to stop.
Unexpectedly, the prophet's prediction was accurate.
"You know what, the First Prophet really does have some skills."
Hearing the exclamations of praise around him, Chen Feng blinked. If it were anyone else, they might be intimidated by the prophet and think that he was an absolute god.
But what haven't the Cihang people seen?
Prophecy, simply put, comes in three forms. The first is the power of cause and effect, which directly locks in the outcome of an event, and whatever happens in the process afterward will lead to that ending.
The second method is deduction, observing future changes to select the most likely future, like putting an injured rabbit in front of a starving tiger and predicting what will happen next—even a child can do that.
The third type is regression and rebirth.
"strangeness."
Chen Feng sensed something was wrong. Although those who could rewind were often regarded as prophets because they knew about future developments, it was impossible for them to know the timing of the sandstorm without requesting a rewind, especially in front of Chen Feng, who had the highest authority over time and space.
So the masked man isn't the Sage of Regression?
No matter what.
Chen Feng decided to go with their team anyway.
As for the others, they went their separate ways and went their separate ways.
While pulling away the Sword Hero who was staring intently at Natsumi, Shield Hero said, "Sorry, according to rumors, the Great Kun likes to attack groups with many people, so we can't go together."
Uncle Kuroki, an arcade expert, also analyzed: "Yes, if you've ever played Super Mario, you know that speedrunning requires learning to skip levels."
That's true.
However, Chen Feng still chose to join the Divine Dragon Kingdom Knights, since the Sage of Rewind was most likely in this team. If he died, all the teams would just be stuck in an endless loop, and no one would be able to clear the game.
"My lord, these three heroes wish to join us."
"It's alright." In response to the knights' questions, the prophet flipped through the book in his hand. "It's all fate's arrangement."
Mem scoffed, "Heh, a few cannon fodder are good too."
His mouth is incredibly sharp, almost as sharp as the Savior's, though he's still a bit less skilled than a sorcerer.
Chen Feng thought to himself that if it were a sorcerer, everyone would probably recognize him as an acquaintance as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Let's set off, for love and justice!"
With Miss Natsumi's resounding announcement, the Dragon Knights set off.
As a nation that worships dragons, the Dragon Knights do not use camels; instead, all members ride earth dragons, which are related to earth dragons by blood, surrounding the prophet's large dragon chariot like stars around the moon.
Mem drew back the curtains and said to Xia Mei, who was riding a ground dragon behind him, "Hurry up, blind girl, don't hold us back."
Cool air wafted out of the window.
Seeing the ice spirit using ice magic to cool down the carriage, Chen Feng pointed to the sweating knights and asked, "Could you cool everyone down too?"
The ice sprite yawned and said, "That's too tiring!"
Damn, you're just paddling around, huh?
Chen Feng patted the scroll at his waist, which immediately blocked out the surrounding heat.
"Everyone has a magical artifact. If the original Crimson was not damaged and I had to take it to the Queen of the End to repair it, I would have just turned it into a campervan and taken a nap."
One hour, three hours, five hours.
Despite the passage of time, the distance between the Sage's Tower and the group seemed to remain unchanged from a distance.
This discovery left the other knights somewhat disheartened, but Natsumi remained full of fighting spirit and even had the energy to share some knowledge with everyone:
"Look, those are poplar trees!"
"During the day and night temperature difference, water shortage, and almost constant sandstorms, only trees and shrubs can survive in such a harsh environment."
"But did you know that poplar trees rely on groundwater to survive? If the groundwater level drops below 15 meters, they will also wither and die. And giant cacti, although they can store several tons of water with their huge stems during the rainy season, will also die if they encounter years of severe drought."
They chattered and chattered, just like larks, never stopping.
Chen Feng had never seen such a lifelike human being before, so he couldn't help but ask, "You've been walking for so long without any progress, aren't you tired?"
Xia Mei waved her little fist and said, "It's just a little difficulty. As long as we don't give up, we will definitely succeed."
It really is.
Chen Feng suddenly sensed spatial fluctuations ahead.
At the same time, the prophet, who had been silent all along, said, "The gates of destiny have been opened."
As the group passed through a barrier resembling a soap bubble, the phantom of the Sage's Tower, which had been in the distance, vanished instantly.
The tower disappeared; instead, it drew closer.
Upon entering the new area, the previously calm sky suddenly became filled with sand and dust.
Considering that they might lose their way if they continued in this situation, the knights decided to rest where they were and wait for the sandstorm to pass.
Simply put, it's a large sand dune that provides shelter from the wind.
Chen Feng found a poplar tree and sought shelter from the wind with Xia Mei and the others. However, before they had even sat down for a short while, they saw Mem walking over with an angry expression.
"Blind Girl, go to the outermost perimeter to keep watch."
Xia Mei, who hadn't ridden in a carriage and had been jostled all the way, asked, "Why me?"
"Because all you do is yell and scream. Without the guidance of the Prophet, you'll just keep going around in circles in the Desert of Death, and die of exhaustion." Mem scoffed. "You're completely useless and don't deserve to rest at all."
"All right."
"If you perish while encountering a monster, I will perform a ritual to help you find peace."
"Before we even realized it, they already assumed I was going to sacrifice myself?"
After Xia Mei left, Mem looked at Chen Feng and said, "And you guys, are you just going to stand by and watch? Making a woman do the work is shameless, despicable, and vulgar. Let me make it clear beforehand: if you're completely useless and just getting in the way, then get out of here."
Holy crap, they dare to put pressure on me?
Just as Chen Feng was about to start cursing, he suddenly looked up in a certain direction.
What terrifying spatial power!
Chen Feng immediately got up, grabbed his apprentice who was burying a trap in the sand, and left.
Seeing the two get up, Patch immediately realized something was wrong and ran away as well.
"So you've finally realized you're all useless? If you had scouted the area properly, we might have taken pity on you and added your names to the list of those who killed the giant Kun..."
He hadn't finished speaking.
Slap it.
A flash of white light appeared, and in a flash of inspiration, Mem's horned head exploded like a watermelon, spilling red and white matter all over the ground.
Holy crap, a sniper rifle!!!