Disciple of Blood Demon Pce


    “A chain mission?” Meng Jingtian murmured in shock as he noticed the ‘(1)’ next to the mission name.


    Not only did this mission have an impressive-sounding name, it was also a chain name, and the first chain link was being issued by a Level 50 NPC. This was no ordinary mission!


    Meng Jingtian quickly took the mission, patting his chest as he dered, “Be at ease! I will definitely carry it out!”


    He then turned to Master Tian Yuan and hesitated. “Then…”


    Master Tian Yuan closed his eyes as if he could go to death in peace. But just when Meng Jingtian was going to throw the body into his inventory, his eyes flew open, and he warned Meng Jingtian, “Don’t go any farther!”


    “Uh…” Meng Jingtian nced at the dark depths of the forest. He truly had been nning to explore a little more.


    But in order toplete the mission, he naturally couldn’t speak back to Master Tian Yuan, so he nodded. “Okay!”


    Master Tian Yuan closed his sole remaining eyelid, and Meng Jingtian ced a finger in front of his nasal cavity, the nose having decayed away, and confirmed that he was really dead. Letting out a sigh of relief, he put the body in his inventory.


    After all, this was a game with only 99% realism. Besides the fact that yers could see the game information in virtual reality and a few other game-like traits, this ce was identical to the real world.


    But rather than heeding Master Tian Yuan’s warning, Meng Jingtian ventured deeper into the forest.


    He was very curious to see what was up ahead that would make Master Tian Yuan warn him not to go right before his death.


    Moreover, he was very confident in the benefits provided to him by his status as a god. The moment he saw the situation turning sour, he would take to his heels!


    It wasn’t long before Meng Jingtian spotted a pack of human-shaped monsters wandering around. An extremely sinister-looking estate was located in this pitch-ck forest.


    Blood Demon Pce Perimeter Disciple (Lvl. 45): A vignt disciple of Blood Demon Pce, apparently guarding something.


    Stats: ???


    Skills: ???


    The difference in level was too great for Meng Jingtian to see all the info on these human-shaped monsters.


    But their Friendliness was at a dangerous 50.


    In the end, Meng Jingtian decided not to venture any farther. He marked the ce down so that he coulde back when he was stronger.


    The Blood Demon Pce Perimeter Disciples were only the mobs on the edge of this estate. There was no telling if there were any elites or a boss inside.


    The Belief Halo’s effect was weaker the stronger the target was, and it also seemed to be affected by the other party’s faction and moral character.


    Righteous or neutral NPCs would more easily be affected by the Belief Halo. The more evil an NPC was, the less they would be affected.


    The Blood Demon Pce disciples clearly did not belong to the righteous camp.


    Although this was only a game and dying once wasn’t a big deal, he couldn’t just send himself to death’s doorstep. Only a fool would do such a thing.


    What Meng Jingtian didn’t see was that after he left, a short and skinny yer walked out from that sinister estate.


    This yer was not attacked by the Blood Demon Pce disciples and even conversed with them.


    It was as if these Blood Demon Pce disciples were NPCs to this yer, not mobs.


    Meng Jingtian began to make his way back to ck Tortoise City, but before he could leave ck Crow Forest, his body shivered, and he felt like he was in danger.


    “A yer? Or a monster?” Meng Jingtian was rather shocked. Seeing a dark silhouette suddenly appearing next to him, he quickly activated the ck Tortoise Armor’s passive skill, ck Tortoise True Body. A turtle shell appeared on his body, granting him one second of invincibility.


    That silhouette was like a wisp of ck smoke that had emerged from his own shadow.


    The ambush having failed, the silhouette quickly disappeared, not even leaving behind a wisp of smoke.


    Meng Jingtian was on his guard. All he could hear was the cawing of the corpse-eater crows and his own heart pounding.


    “It’s a yer!” The enemy had not continued their attack. If it had been a monster, even if the first attack had failed, it would have continued to attack.


    Meng Jingtian was sure that the enemy was still here, but he was currently in a very passive position. He had no skill to break stealth, so he could only wait for his enemy to strike again.


    Ten secondster, that yer emerged from his shadow once more as a wisp of ck smoke.


    Meng Jingtian’s eyes focused. As expected, his enemy had been waiting for their cooldown.


    It was that same bizarre method of appearance that could catch one off guard, but Meng Jingtian was ready this time and immediately threw out a Divine Punishment.


    He was confident that if they werepeting in damage, no one couldpare to him. Moreover, his level was very high, so he probably wouldn’t be instantly deleted by his enemy.


    He had just been caught off guard the first time and had only had time to use ck Tortoise True Body to protect himself. Before he had time to counterattack, his enemy had disappeared. Now, however, he could only take the attack directly.


    “-2543”


    “-5078”


    Two numbers appeared respectively on the bodies of the two yers.


    Meng Jingtian was bbergasted by this person’s strength. This was not the full power of Divine Punishment, but when the Divine Punishment made impact, it only stirred up a cloud of ck mist and dealt around five thousand damage to his enemy.


    This was an indication that this yer’s skill that turned him into ck smoke also had the ability to reduce damage.


    Meanwhile, the enemy’s three-foot short sword stabbed Meng Jingtian and took off more than two thousand hit points.


    “-121” “-98” “-101”


    Moreover, Meng Jingtian was continuing to lose HP. That short sword was poisoned!


    Meng Jingtian didn’t have time to think, as that yer was stilling.


    The skill’s effect had passed, so Meng Jingtian could clearly make out the true face of his opponent. This was a short and thin youth with a calm and emotionless face. He apparently didn’t care that Meng Jingtian’s one skill had removed half his health.


    Whether it was because his skill was on cooldown or because he felt that he could finish off Meng Jingtian, the youth didn’t continue to hide. Gripping his sword, he continued to attack Meng Jingtian.


    The short sword blurred, one bing two, two bing four… in the end, several dozen swords attacked Meng Jingtian, each one aimed at a vital point.


    Meng Jingtian didn’t have a skill that could reduce damage, so he hastily used Divine Recovery to heal himself to full and activated the Wind-Sweeping Sleeve’s passive. His attack speed increased by 20%, and he shed twice with Stupa at this yer.


    “Critical hit! -9321” A frightening number appeared on Meng Jingtian’s body. When striking a vital point, the critical hit chance was increased!


    A single skill left with Meng Jingtian with only one-third of his HP. This skill was clearly not a low-ss starting skill. Moreover, given the other skills he had already used, this was clearly a yer who had learned faction skills!


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    At the same time, the other yer hastily retreated to avoid Meng Jingtian’s attacks, but he had not predicted that Meng Jingtian’s attack speed would be 20% faster, so he was unable to dodge Meng Jingtian’s two shes.


    “-6950” “-7510” Without any damage-reducing skills, Meng Jingtian’s two ordinary attacks were able to produce frightening numbers.


    The enemy yer had only a sliver of HP left, and he immediately turned into a ck blur as he tried to escape. Meng Jingtian saw that the cooldown on Divine Punishment was done and immediately used it.