Seeing the white cloud floating over, the five's first reaction was to hide.
But the area around it was bare and hiding something.
Roland, on the other hand, reacted very quickly.
Stone to Mud, Mud to Story. Before the white cloud floated over, they had already dug a big hole. They jumped in and covered it with magic.
Thanks to the enormous mental energy suppression in the air, the mental waves when Roland used magic couldn't spread far at all.
And on the lid of the pit, Roland also made a few observation holes.
The five of them watched the white cloud gradually float over through an observation hole.
When it reached the sky above their hiding place, these people discovered that it wasn't a cloud at all, but a mass of feathers.
Pure white feathers mixed into a strange aggregate.
And in the middle of the feathers, there was a black skull.
The surface of the skull was smooth and bright, and white flames burned in the bone pupils.
Seeing this thing, Roland immediately closed his eyes and said, "Lower your heads, don't look at it."
The other four immediately lowered their heads.
Roland didn't open his eyes until this thing swept past in midair.
Schuck asked, "What's that thing?"
"It should be the Netherworld's Soulbringer."
One could learn a lot by reading books often.
There was an introduction to the Netherworld's Soulbringer in one of the books. This thing was a divine clone of the Nether God.
It had a certain level of intelligence, but it was essentially not a life.
It could be regarded as a tool.
Generally speaking, this thing was harmless, but … if you were observed by this thing, it meant that the Nether God could see you too.
Although the Nether God was a righteous god, he wasn't very well liked, and all creatures, would be afraid of death and wouldn't be too fond of him.
So under normal circumstances, no one wanted to run into this thing.
The five of them climbed out of the pit.
"It seems that this place should be the Netherworld, then let's do a livestream." Schuck thought about it and said, "We should be the first players to come to this place, so it's good to do a livestream so that other players can familiarize themselves with it. Maybe they'll have a chance to come later and be prepared."
Roland felt that what he said made sense. "Then you do it."
"You do it." Schuck smiled. "You brought us to this place, and in terms of reputation, you're now the number one player in the game."
"Alright."
Roland wasn't a delicate man. He had a Magic Tower under his name, and he was the boss behind the scenes of Delpon. He was used to the attention of others, and he didn't have stage fright even when it came to grand occasions.
He opened a livestream called "Suspected to have been transported to the Netherworld".
Within a minute, 100,000 people had flooded into the livestream room. Moreover, a large number of players and netizens were also rushing over after hearing the news.
As the highest-level player in the entire server and the most controversial person in the entire server, Roland's posts on the forums were always trending.
Moreover, it was a live broadcast.
However, after Roland turned on the livestream, he left it there and didn't interact with the netizens.
He didn't care about other people's rewards or comments.
In the live broadcast room, a large number of bullet screens flew up.
"F * ck, Roland is streaming again. It's rare for this guy to stream."
As a matter of fact, among the more famous people, only Roland and Schuck didn't like to livestream. The leaders of the Phoenix Guild, the Cornucopia Guild, and some players who were very good at fighting always liked to livestream.
On one hand, they could gather popularity and make a name for themselves, and on the other hand, they could receive rewards.
World of Falan was now a "symbol" known all over the world. Not only did the players like to watch livestreams, but other netizens who didn't have virtual cabins also liked to watch livestreams and were willing to endure the pain of watching videos at three times the speed.
Of course, some wonderful videos would be recorded and then slowed down to be watched at a normal speed.
"It's rare. I've always been curious about how Roland usually plays. Now my wish is finally fulfilled."
"Wait, are you just watching Roland? How can his friend Schuck be so ridiculously handsome? Is no one curious? "
"I'm already licking the screen."
"I'm licking too. He's so handsome that I can lick it as a man."
"You guys are all focusing on something wrong. Has no one discussed whether or not the place Roland and Schuck are in is the Netherworld?"
"There's only two colorless energy flows in the air on the bare ground. What's there to discuss? You might as well watch people."
"This is the difference between an expert and a rookie."
"Newbie, you're eating your salt. Get lost."
Putting aside the quarrel in the room, after Roland and the others looked around, they found that it was just a barren plain, and there was nothing special to be found at all.
And there were no stars in the sky, so it was difficult to determine the direction.
But it wasn't a problem for Roland. He took out a straight stick from the system, held it upright, and then used Lesser Benediction.
The stick fell in one direction with a thud.
Schuck shook his head. "No matter how many times I watch it, I feel that this method of finding the way is quite unscientific, but it just works."
Li Lin the Berserker said angrily, "And I think it's unscientific that you're so handsome."
At this moment, there was a lot of agreement in the livestream.
There were also crazy words such as "The handsome guy must die," "Draw your sword, the little princess of the fire dragon is mine," and so on.
Lesser Benediction wouldn't have any negative effects when used for things like finding the way.
They jogged for more than two hours, and then a city appeared on the horizon.
They approached it cautiously, only to find, to their surprise, that the city was alive.
It wasn't a city of the Netherworld full of death or wandering souls.
Roland and the others were already prepared to deal with a large number of souls.
However, the city in front of them was full of life.
Most of the creatures inside were living beings of flesh and blood.
In addition, the walls of this city were very low. Rather than calling them walls, they were more like mounds of earth.
Roland and the others didn't rashly enter, but used Mud to Stone in the city to make a small hidden mound, and then hid in it. Using the observation hole, they had been observing the flow of people in the city.
In the end, they found that the composition of the people in this city was very complicated, with almost all kinds of humanoid races.
Humans made up the majority, but there were also vulpera, elves, black drow, green orcs, and so on.
There were even quite a few dwarves.
They also found that, although there were guards checking in and out of this city, it was very lax, and it seemed that they could pass as long as they handed over something.
"Let's sneak into this city," Roland suggested.
"It's up to you." Schuck waved his hand.
The five of them immediately came out of the small mound and came to line up here at the city gate.
Although the five of them were a little nervous, they all looked calm on the surface.
When it was their turn, Roland took out five copper coins and gave them to the guard in front of him.
It was a gray-scaled lizardman, who looked at the copper coins in his hand in surprise, his eyes wide open. "Mr. Mage, are you really willing to hand over such valuable human coins?"
Is it valuable?
Roland said impatiently, "Just take it if I give it to you, don't talk so much nonsense!"
It was exactly the arrogant tone of a Mage.
The lizardman immediately became obsequious. He slightly bowed and grinned, saying with a smile that was full of teeth, "Please come in, sir, and your entourage. I wish you a pleasant time in Porter."
The five of them walked into the city gate.
However, when Schuck passed by the lizardman, the latter subconsciously leaned back and covered his nose, as if he smelled a stinky fart.
After entering the city, they found that this city called Porter was really lively.
The streets were full of vendors and pedestrians who were buying things in large numbers.
Here, humans and other races all lived in harmony, as if there were no racial barriers or discrimination.
Roland's group of five blended in without feeling out of place at all.
The five of them wandered the streets casually and then found a hotel that was owned by the Black Iron Dwarves to stay.
After a short rest, Roland cast Language Proficiency on Li Lin and the other two physical classes, and then the five of them spread out to collect intelligence in this city.
Now that he could use this spell for thirty-six hours, it was much more practical.
At least it wouldn't lose its effect after a few hours and become incomprehensible.
Li Lin and the others went to a brothel … They were quite familiar with such places and knew how to communicate with their clients.
Roland and Schuck went to different taverns.
In fact, Roland's ability to collect intelligence was very mediocre, but that didn't stop him from offering silver coins to buy intelligence.
Looking at the silver coins in the tavern, both the humans and the non-humans, the drunkards in the tavern all said whatever they could think of.
Roland gathered the information he wanted in less than half an hour.
The mayor of this Portel City was a little girl. Nobody knew how old she was, but she had been the mayor for a long time.
He also learned that she had a pair of dark golden eyes and was extremely beautiful. Almost everyone who met her fell in love with her, regardless of whether they were male or female, young or old.
Roland's first reaction was that he had found the True Ancestor of vampires.
After all, it was too consistent with the intelligence that Christina gave him.
Then, Roland returned to the hotel, and the other four returned one after another. They checked the information and found that something was wrong.
According to the intelligence that Roland collected, the mayor was a little girl.
But according to the intelligence that Schuck learned, the mayor was a middle-aged vulpera.
The mayor that Li Lin and the others asked about was different too.
She was either a dwarf or a human female.
How could the gap be so huge?
Roland found it hard to believe.
When they asked about the situation, they saw that they were foreigners, so they gave them the wrong intelligence?
Then, Roland immediately shook his head.
That was unlikely!
Those drunkards were all drunk. They could brag, but they couldn't lie.
"As I expected, this quest isn't simple."
Roland nodded.
Then, in the stream channel, there was an uproar.
"Boss, you're under an illusion. Wake up."
"They can't hear you if you type."
"I'm ready to watch Roland make a fool of himself."
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