Chapter 48: The Village of the Mad Sage

"When the Magic Circle first collapsed and civilization had not yet come to an end, many races already existed in the world."

Lin pulled Ace's arm around him. He knew that the other party must like listening to his historical stories. The success and quality of a game is not only determined by the gameplay, but also by its depth.

The current situation is very suitable for the introduction of the plot.

Banshee Lake was also something he was very wary of.

Environmentalist is destined to become a title for hardcore players of the game "The Ring of Doom".

Just like the soul scholars, the scribes...

"Humans, warlocks, elves, undead, lizardmen, banshees... Humans are not the most powerful race in the world. Before we received the gift of the gods, before we learned to use tools, we were just pigs in the eyes of other creatures."

He looked at Ace and found that Ace kept silent and nodded.

Recording?
"There are many countries in the world. Even though the former Rand Kingdom was not the most powerful one, it was recognized by other countries. Each kingdom has a king who defends the stable rule of mankind. Even if they are isolated and helpless in the long night, they must protect the flame. It is much more difficult for weak humans to preserve the flame of civilization than you think..."

He paused and said, "So, every king must become more cruel, more domineering, and more powerful in order to continue his race."

"The king has declared war on all forces within the kingdom. As long as you pledge allegiance, life can go on as usual."

"Swear allegiance to the king, or die."

Lind looked towards the Banshee Lake and said, "Some races feared the power of the King and chose to surrender, but others did not care, including the Banshees."

"They live in the water and have no contact with humans. The banshee even sent a messenger to visit the palace, but the messenger eventually died in the palace."

"Not only that, all the messengers who accompanied him were beheaded and hung on Goliath's golden walls. This is the result of disobeying the king's orders."

Lind didn't think there was anything wrong with this. He would probably feel the same way if he were in his place. Carrying so many missions, it was not easy to deal smoothly with various forces. After all, as a king, the most important thing was to protect humans, and the survival of other races was not important.

"The banshees have a mortal feud with humans, and they can be found in all deep waters. So when you hear their charming singing, it's best to run away immediately." Lind made a summary at the end.

He didn't talk in detail about the war with the Banshees, otherwise they wouldn't have to do anything today and it would be better to just set up camp here.

"Perhaps, if you want to know more, you can go find Eluna. She once served God in the Church of the Sun. Her distant but regretful story is as vast as the Milky Way above our heads. Maybe you can get some lost secrets from her?"

"I will, my lord!" Ace lowered his head in admiration.

Then he said, "So, is there a banshee ahead of us? The kind with a beautiful upper body and a fish lower body?"

His eyes flickered, and he was obviously interested.

"Don't try to communicate with those crazy racists just because of your beauty. They have already lost the chance to communicate. We learned a long time ago that we shouldn't reason with them."

"I understand." Ace's eager expression showed that what he understood was not the same as what Lind said.

LSP always has its own special understanding.

"If we really meet, I hope your sword can enlighten them and help them regain their sanity. At least they will know who they should be afraid of instead of hiding in the water cage and grimacing." Lind turned and headed towards the direction where the air felt faintly burning and irritating to him, and said, "Let's explore that direction later."

Ace Aimu, who was still thinking, suddenly glared.

"Ah, I understand!"

What do you know?

Do you know the holy body of brother Xiantian?

"So this is how the air wall is made. This game is really well prepared."

The sun was high in the sky, but the sunlight was extremely dim.

The sky was painted a dim yellow, and the red clouds seemed to be burning in a raging fire, covering the roofs of the villages with a layer of desolation unique to autumn.

A dilapidated wooden house, a desolate grassland, a craggy old man, and a crazy hymn.

Lind and Ace entered the village one after another.

The sun shone on the motionless villagers, pressing their shadows against the wall.

The shadows on the wall twitched as the sunlight pierced them.

The villagers were very "normal" and apart from singing incoherently, they didn't do anything too exaggerated.

They ignored the two uninvited guests.

Ace, who had already seen the behavior of these crazy people, came to Linde's side. "Where is the seed you mentioned before?" Linde had already grasped the hilt of the broken sword. The hilt was as long as his forearm, and he felt a little more at ease.

“In the farmland of their village”

"farmland?"

This is really... farming.

Or it's called stealing vegetables.

"Flame~"

Who is singing!
Linde turned around and found an old villager covered in a tattered black robe, holding up a torch.

Lighting torches in broad daylight?

"Burn~"

Someone was singing again, but this time he was carrying a rake.

Sickles, kitchen knives, spears, sticks, candlesticks...

The villagers seemed to have reached a consensus in an instant. They mixed together in a seemingly chaotic but actually very orderly manner. All kinds of farm tools and furniture were burning in the songs of praise.

The flames are blood red.

"Ah~!" The villagers finally roared, and turned into wildebeests galloping on the grassland, kicking up dust and stepping on their companions who accidentally fell, and pounced towards Linde and the other two.

The dense blood-red flames occupied people's vision for an instant.

Some villagers were affected by their own companions, howling in agony in the burning blood-red flames, and eventually turned into ashes.

"They weren't so enthusiastic when I came here last time," Ace said in a loving tone, "and I think I've seen people similar to them in other places."

"They are believers of fire." Lind was not sure what kind of fire these people believed in. After all, their faith was too free.

But he knew very well the identities of these people; they were just stray dogs at the bottom of society.

"Mad wise man! He tried to believe in and understand the oracle, but turned into a crazy believer." Lind swept the broken sword in his hand horizontally.

The broken sword knocked a crazy wise man away, and then knocked over a bunch of people like bowling balls.

"I lost it!"

Ace Aimu, who was killed instantly last time, was shocked when he saw Lind controlling the enemy's attack with just a few swords.

The gap is still huge, the gap is indeed huge!
Linde did not take it lightly because the enemy was too weak. Being able to borrow the power of God, even just a little bit, was enough to give him a headache.

Who knows what will happen if you are caught in that blood-red flame.

A burning torch flew over and landed on Ace's body.

"Ah! My experience, they're sucking my experience again!" Ace Aimu screamed.

Now Lind knew how terrible this kind of fire was. It could burn experience, so he had to stay away from it.

Linde, who had officially entered combat mode, had a good rhythm. The broken sword of the Scavenger Princess was swung clumsily, but he was able to cut off the flaming projectiles every time.

Blood-red sparks flew, but none of them landed on him.

Lind has already used Clowri's wrath on his armor, which will ignite the blood-red flame in advance.

Rage and blood burned.

The fireballs that were spewed out scattered everywhere, and unlike Lind who had the protection of anger, the villagers and the crazy wise men were ignited by the anger exploding from Lind.

The shaking and twisted human figure turned into a chimney, pumping straight black smoke into the sky.

The earth trembled.

Every time the broken sword was raised and dropped, it would cause vibrations that affected a wide area. The vibrations continued, and then as Linde raised the broken sword high, the scorched earth exploded.

Lind took a big step past Ace Aimu, and his flaming heavy armored figure flew into the battlefield.

In an instant, both the twisted and struggling villagers and the burning and twisted black smoke chimneys were attracted by the vortex centered on Lind.

The frenzied vortex increased its suction power as the broken sword spun, and once a target was attracted close, it was quickly minced into pieces!
(End of this chapter)