Any intelligent creature liked to watch a good show.
How nice it was to be able to increase one's knowledge and talk about being cool in front of one's friends!
And the players, with their extreme curiosity, had been the most curious race in the game for five consecutive years.
It couldn't be helped, because sociologists had studied that the smarter a group or race was, the more curious they were, and the more they liked to watch.
It was the same in the animal kingdom. Those creatures with higher intelligence were generally more curious.
For example, dolphins, killer whales, and almost all primates.
Wetland City was now the players' base camp, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a "main city." The entire population of Wetland City was now less than 300,000, but the players accounted for about half of it.
So whenever something interesting happened in the city, a large number of players would go to watch.
Roland was also very curious, or he wouldn't have become a qualified Mage.
He wasn't interested in ordinary resident disputes, but with so many players watching, it was probably quite rare.
He dropped a magic spider, which clawed at the clothes of other players and jumped into the inner circle.
When the magic spider sent the image over, he froze.
It turned out that the players were watching the queen and Nia.
And the one confronting them … was the True Ancestor of the vampires.
As a Hero, Andonara was quite sensitive to the aura of evil, and the True Ancestor of vampires smelled very similar to Christina's, so she guessed who the True Ancestor was when she saw her.
And she had heard Roland talk about the True Ancestor of vampires, especially the part where Roland was "locked up" by the Nether God and fought with the True Ancestor for days and nights, which made Andonara even more upset.
As for Nia, she was already itching to conjure her weapon with magic power.
But remembering that this was the territory of the Golden Sons, and that the lord was good friends with Roland, the two of them didn't do anything.
"Why aren't they fighting yet?"
"Isn't that the queen?"
"The other one seems to be an angel. But why doesn't she have wings? "
"Hurry up and fight, I love watching women fight the most, especially beautiful women."
A group of players discussed noisily on the side.
Roland pushed a path through the crowd with Hand of Magic and walked in.
Seeing Roland appear, the surrounding players seemed even more excited.
"Oh, it's Roland."
"Sure enough, it's the queen and the angel. Who's that beautiful little loli? Don't tell me that she's also someone I've slept with before?"
"I feel like I should report Roland for attacking a minor."
"I think so too."
"You're just jealous. If I remember correctly, that should be the True Ancestor of vampires. I remember Roland livestreamed her. "
"I didn't watch that live broadcast."
"It's indeed the True Ancestor of vampires. She's my favorite petite, flat type. Also, she's probably more than a thousand years old. It's useless even if you report Roland. "
"We're talking about actions, not intentions. Roland is a wretched little girl. "
While the players discussed sarcastically, Roland walked to Andonara and Nia.
Seeing Roland, Andonara immediately ignored the True Ancestor and ran to Roland, grabbing his arm and smiling happily. "Honey, why are you here?"
"I'm here to take care of some matters." Roland replied. Then, he looked at the other side and said coldly, "True Ancestor of vampires, how dare you come to the territory of the Golden Sons?"
The True Ancestor had almost fully recovered her strength at this moment, so she was fearless. "What's wrong? Don't the Golden Sons claim that they won't be attacked as long as they don't cause trouble? That's a rule set by the lord of this city. I don't think the Golden Sons will ruin the reputation of their own people. "
Roland frowned.
Holding her head high, the True Ancestor continued rather proudly, "Besides, Ms. Nether God has cleansed me of my sins. You can use alignment test if you don't believe me."
Hardly had she said that when a circle of bright golden light blocked the True Ancestor of vampires.
Sure enough, there was a patch of green on her head.
Roland had to admit that it was quite frustrating.
It was easy to be a good person and be restricted by rules.
For example, he couldn't attack the righteous, and he had to consider many other things. Also, if he were to start a fight here, Wetland City that Betta had worked so hard to build would be greatly affected.
More importantly, killing someone from the Order Faction could easily cause their own faction's attributes to change.
Seeing that Roland didn't say anything, the True Ancestor held her head high and left.
Andonara and Nia were of a mind to chase after her, but seeing that Roland didn't move, they lost the desire to do so.
After the True Ancestor of the vampires left, Roland took Andonara and Nia to a remote place. Roland whispered something to Andonara and Nia, and then they left with smiles on their faces.
Roland, on the other hand, took the opportunity to go to the Wind Hermit Guild.
It was quite easy to find this guild. After all, it was a famous one.
Hardly had Roland reached the gate when a player ran to Roland and said happily, "You're finally here, Mr. Roland. Let's talk in the guild. You're the only one who's been waiting for you."
"About what?" Roland followed the man. "Brother, what's your name?"
As the best Mage, Roland didn't have many videos, but every time he streamed, someone would record it and promote it for him.
Actually, few people in the game didn't know Roland.
So, it wasn't strange that the man knew him.
The player who led the way turned around and said, "You can call me Alman."
"Then, Alman, how many days do you have left to complete your quest?"
"Ten days."
Alman smiled. "Barbion, the boss of our guild, is waiting for you inside."
Following the man through a long corridor, Roland came to a meeting hall in the classic style of Hangzhou.
Through the door, he could see that a lot of people were discussing something inappropriate around a table.
Those who didn't have seats stood behind and listened to the meeting attentively. Occasionally, they would express their opinions.
The man who was sitting at the head of the table was a plain-looking man.
Most players focused on strength, not Charisma.
Physical players focused on Dexterity, and Magic players focused on Intelligence and Willpower.
Warlocks definitely focused on Charisma.
Seeing Roland come in, the player who was sitting at the head of the table jumped to his feet and rushed to Roland. He grabbed Roland's right hand and shook it hard. "You're finally here, Almighty Roland. They don't believe that I can invite you. They're forcing me to calculate the strength of every Mage in the dungeon and the spells they're good at. "
Roland was slightly surprised. "Can you calculate them all?"
"Of course not. That's why we need a strong Mage."
The man put down Roland's hand and proudly shouted at the players in the meeting room, "Do you see that? I invited Roland here. I didn't lie to you, did I?"
Then, someone in the crowd shouted, "Our guild leader is awesome! He really invited a god!"
Many people smiled when they saw Roland.
The quest that had troubled them for a month was finally going to be completed.
Barbion, the chairman of Wind Concealment, patted his chest and shouted, "Everybody, get ready. We'll set off in one day."
"How do we split the spoils?" asked Roland.
"They're all yours. We'll be satisfied as long as we complete the quest and get EXP."
"That won't be necessary." Roland shook his head and said, "If good equipment is dropped, I'll just choose something that I can use."
"Okay. Thank you for taking care of the newbies, almighty."
Barbion's gratitude was sincere and pure. He knew very well that they couldn't have completed the epic quest without Roland.
Roland thought for a moment and said, "Shall we meet here again tomorrow?"
"Not a problem."
Roland nodded at the others in greeting. He even activated Teleportation and arrived in the suburbs.
Roland entered the woods and hid for now.
About half a day later, the setting sun illuminated everything in the world.
The True Ancestor of vampires flew out of the city. The number of bats was obviously fewer.
Roland set up an ambush here because the road led to Delpon, where Christina was. There were only a few vampires in Hollevin at this moment. The vampire squads were almost extinct because of the hunting.
When the True Ancestor of vampires flew above the woods, a Chain Lightning suddenly struck down from the sky.
It hit the True Ancestor's bats.
Many of the bats fell to the ground, while the rest took the opportunity to gather together and turned into a beautiful little girl.
She seemed to be only ten years old. She was very young.
The fewer vampires' bats were, the younger they looked.
She rose from the pit and was about to talk, when she saw that the magic energy in the air was gathering hard.
A terrible feeling came from the air, scaring her so much that the soft white hairs on her ears straightened.
She quickly released several magic clones and ran to Wetland City as fast as she could.
She already knew that the enemy was casting an ultimate move.
She would be safe as long as she escaped to the city wall.
Roland probably guessed that too. He smiled in the woods.
Then, at this moment, that tremendous power suddenly disappeared, and in its place, Roland suddenly teleported and appeared in front of her.
Then, he threw an uppercut.
The little girl immediately stepped back and barely dodged Roland's punch.
Exactly at this moment, two people appeared behind the True Ancestor of vampires.
Both of them had surrounded the True Ancestor in the blink of an eye.
Surrounded by three experts, the True Ancestor wasn't scared at all. She simply said casually, "You dare not kill me. After all, I'm favored by the Nether God."
Roland chuckled. "That's fine. It doesn't matter if I'm on the Lawful side or not."
"Then aren't you afraid that the Nether God will target you?"
"So what if I am? So what if I am? " Roland chuckled. "You've killed so many human beings. Although I'm not a good person, I know that sin can never be washed away. You can't change the grass on your head just because you want to turn over a new leaf. "
The True Ancestor of vampires looked at Roland. "You're blaspheming the Nether God. You don't revere her at all?"
Roland chuckled and raised his hand. "Don't you know that the Golden Sons never worship gods and ghosts?"
An intense aura of magic spread out from his hand.
The True Ancestor had a bad feeling. She quickly glanced at the three of them.
They surrounded her in a triangle formation. It seemed impossible for her to escape.
The True Ancestor asked again, "Aren't you afraid that you'll become evil if you kill me? I'm a good guy right now. "
"As I said before, it doesn't matter." Roland chuckled. "You know the Nether God, who can wash away your sins. I happen to know a Lawful main god, and I'm quite familiar with her. If the Nether God can do it, she can do it too. Can't we just ask her for help? "
Don't think that you're the only one who has a backer!
That was Roland's real thought at this moment.
Without any hesitation, the True Ancestor suddenly took out a weird black fragment from under her clothes and crushed it in front of the three of them.
In no more than two seconds, a cluster of black mist appeared before Roland and his companions.
The shadow was vaguely in the shape of a woman.
Most gods couldn't enter the main plane in person. They could only rely on their divine power projections.
At this moment, the Nether God was using a divine power projection.
A pair of eyes peeked out of the black mist and glanced at Roland and his companions. In the end, they said in a cold and pleasant voice, "Roland, please make up with Lilith. She hasn't killed anyone for hundreds of years."
"That's right. I haven't killed anyone for hundreds of years." Hiding behind the black mist, the True Ancestor made a face at Roland as she spoke.
She was acting like a child.
The Nether God continued, "For that, I even voluntarily hung her soul on the Wall of Sighs for three months."
Those who were hung on the Wall of Sighs were all non-believers.
Indeed, in this world, it was a great sin to be unfaithful.
The real purpose of the Wall of Sighs was to purge the sins on the soul.
It couldn't be helped that the wall was full of non-believers.
"So, Roland, can you let her go? I can guarantee that she will never kill anyone again, and she will never drink human blood. She will drink the blood of animals instead."
Niya was a little stunned at the side.
As an angel, she naturally knew the Nether God.
Before, the Nether God visited the Paradise of Life from time to time, and the two goddesses were quite close.
So, Nia knew very well that the Nether God was actually a person (or god) who didn't have many emotions.
Also, she was very stubborn and never negotiated with anyone about what she had made up her mind. Even the Life Goddess couldn't correct her "mistakes."
If someone pointed it out, she would be unhappy and might even go back on her ways.
But at this moment, Nia saw that the Nether God said a lot of things in a different tone than before.
She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that the Nether God sounded more like she was negotiating.
Roland thought for a moment and shook his head. "Nether God, even if I don't kill her now, I'll probably kill her later when I have a chance. Unless you can hide her in the Netherworld for the rest of her life. "
His tone was plain and natural.
However, the more he spoke in such a tone, the easier it was to feel the power contained in his suggestion.
The Nether God blinked.
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