Game Across the World

　　 At the same time, in the middle of the Westfall.

　　 The blood-red soil is mixed with emerald green plants, making the entire blood-colored wilderness very strange, and the blood mist floating on the surface, covering everything in the world.

　　 However, in the wilderness, there is a fire gleaming there, which is very abrupt in the wilderness where there are almost no living things outside of corruption.

　　 It is strange that there is no sense of a corrupt monster near the fire, as if it is their natural enemy. No, it's something more terrifying than natural enemies.

The gleam of the fire dispelled the shadow brought by the blood mist, revealing a portable merchant tent. The tent looked very new. The magical radiance flickered in it, dispelling the wetness and cold of the wilderness; the owner seemed to be wandering in the wilderness. For a long time, but didn't want to criticize myself at all.

Next to the fire is the strong tea that is boiling. A soft cloth wraps the fire to let the warm air and the aroma of tea drift into the tent. A sky blue cloak is hung on the side of the tent with a cute little Dog pattern.

　　 A pale hand suddenly opened the curtain and broke into the camp.

　　 "Rushing into the camp, this is not what an ancient nobleman should do!" A young voice came out of the tent, and then a strong arm stretched out and caught the pale hand.

　　 "I don't think so, besides, when did you care about these things!" The intruder seemed to be very familiar with the camp owner. He took out his arm carelessly, and then leaned sideways and picked up the cup of strong tea from the fire.

　　 The camp owner seemed to be a little angry, "Is that why you disturbed me? You are getting too much."

　　 After finishing speaking, I didn’t care about the hot cup at all. I just held down the edge of the cup and grabbed it. Then he smiled and said, “You better have a suitable reason, otherwise, no one will help you this time!”

"Not always!"

"what!"

　　 The intruder was naturally Moher. Following his voice, Look also followed in and sat casually by the fire.

　　 "It's been a long time, Sven Night Jorgen." Look took off his hat and made a meeting.

"It's you, All-Knowing Eye. I still remember your helping hand in the Vigil Tribunal." Sven blocked Moher's hand, then drank a sip of hot tea and exhaled a cold breath. He gradually disappeared from the dimness. Awaken in the state.

　　 Then Swain opened his eyes. Compared to his appearance, he was very young. Under his broad eyebrows, there were a pair of eyeballs that covered the stars. From the reflection of those eyes, it seemed that all the changes in this world could be reflected.

　　 His eyes shot at Look, as if he could see through everything, as long as there is a half false or injustice, it is undoubtedly revealed under these eyes.

　　 Look's collar moved, and it seemed to block this scrutiny for him. Although he was already a legendary mage, he was still slightly inadequate to face a quasi-hero.

　　 lowered his head and changed the subject, Look asked: "Are you still wandering? I heard that you haven't returned to your hometown for a long time."

　　 Swain glanced at Moher. He only had a relationship with Look, but he was a good brother with Moher, and only he could easily find himself in the wandering.

　　 He couldn't help but make a connection. At this time, the chief mage of the omniscient eye came to find his own purpose.

　　 Swain said casually: "I am not a stray, I am just honing my fighting skills. I must prove myself that I am the best inheritor of heroic power!"

"You are still polishing, there are not many people in this world who can catch your sword! My old father always uses you to demean me, and I am very shameless outside!" Moher curled his lips. After his father's incident, his friend suddenly changed himself. In just a few years, he has made a big name in this world and is already known as the first person of the young generation!

　　 Swain glanced at Moher and said with a smile: "That's your own exhaustion. With your talent and Prince-level blood, it's not difficult to surpass me, right."

"Cut, there is the old immortal guy. I have no relationship with the heroic blood. Even if it is as strong as a legend, it is not impossible to win with the blessing of the heroic heritage!" Moher lowered his head, not that he did not. Hard work, but hard work has no effect.

　　With his father, he has no motivation. Moreover, his improvement only takes time. This way, you don’t have to worry about other things in your game life. Of course it’s beautiful.

　　 "What about the demigod, didn't the original heroes use their own efforts to complete the construction of heroic power!" Sven hated this friend a little bit iron and steel.

　　 "Sven is right, since you don't have a chance, it's better to re-establish a new heroic heritage!" Look also agreed with Sven's opinion.

But Moher turned his head away, obviously not wanting to talk about it, but his slightly moving fingers showed that he was not at peace: "Hey, let's not talk about this, I'm just like that. I don't want to mention things that I am not interested in. Get excited!"

　　 Seeing his friend didn’t want to talk about it, Swain started talking about business: “Well, you guys come here to find me, is there something unexpected? I haven’t heard of recent invasions from other worlds!”

　　 "You have gone deep into the Scarlet Wasteland. You should have noticed it too. This is the power of the King of Fear. No one thought that after the war, that artifact of corruption was left to this day! It was also detonated in the mine of death."

　　 Although for Shen Chen, Guards, Stormwind Kingdom and other forces, the outbreak of corruption is really serious, judging from the details in Look’s words, he is more concerned about the fact that the corruption power has survived to the present.

　　 Sven knew a little bit, but he still didn't care about just one artifact, so he said indifferently: "So it's him, why, do you want to recycle this thing? Just go straight away..."

　　 Swain noticed that the two were staring straight at him.

"You want me to go, too, your order alliances cannot interfere in the kingdom's internal affairs unless the corruption reaches a certain level." Sven immediately thought that Look and Moher and their forces are not having a good relationship with the Stormwind Kingdom. They will not take the risk of politics.

　　 But he is different from Sven. The Knights of the Night Watch are closely related to the night watchmen of the Twilight Forest. They cooperate with the kingdom all the year round, and he can take it for granted.

Sven shook his head. Although he should take action because of justice, but... he regretfully said: "It's a pity that I can't do it either. I'm going back to visit my father recently. The corruption on his body has not healed. I Can't take this bad luck away!"

　　 Look explained: "It's not for you to take action. Have you noticed that there are new inheritors in this world?"

　　 "It's those guys. They don't know how to be polite, and they like to talk about people behind their backs. I cut it over and the world is quiet." Sven's perception of the players is not good.

I met a team of players in the wilderness before. When they came up, they came around like a rare treasure. There were also a few who wanted to touch his sturdy chest...Esven’s temper had endured the players. After dispersing, there was a rush of discussion, and only then did they cut out a heavy blow that would make those players remember for a lifetime~www.ltnovel.com~ After being killed by a knife "???", those players felt like they were When they found the treasure, they didn't show off. They hid this NPC deep in their hearts, looking for his trace in the wilderness...

　　 Look stroked his head with his hand. Indeed, it was quite normal to use the player's actions and Sven's character.

"I want you to visit Jason Farm. You are from the Kingdom of Stormwind. Even if you take action, you can't be blamed. Anyway, it's a sword matter. At least after the corruption is over, you can leave a little vitality for the Westfall. ." Look suggested.

　　 "Don't go!" Swain directly rejected it.

　　 "Why."

　　 "Those people in Stormwind Kingdom, their behavior is not in line with the justice in my heart!"

Look was dumb, they also heard the story Grian told a little, so they had a lot of opinions about the Kingdom of Stormwind, but they were strictly neutral, and at the same time, they knew that most of them were related to the gradually corrupt aristocratic class and could corrupt this. He couldn't just stand by and watch the matter. This was the main reason why he came to Sven.

　　 then explained: "They are changing, and you have to think about the civilians on this land. They are innocent!"

　　 "Change, ridiculous!" Sven said angrily as a bystander.

　　 "It's been nearly a hundred years, even our night watchmen can't stand it anymore, and they have changed. Could it be that those stubborn nobles are doing bad thoughts!"

　　 "You can go and see with your own eyes, at least, you can save a few."

"Okay, I'll go and see!" Sven nodded. Although he did not agree with the kingdom, the Westfall was innocent. After hesitating, he decided to go to the battlefield to see. If the corruption is strong, he will still take action. of.