Surviving in the black mist was quite difficult. Most of the time, tracking in the black mist was treated as a joke.
When you couldn't even see what was 30 meters away, when your sense of smell, hearing, and even intuition were all wrong, when you unknowingly let your illusions confuse you with reality, you wouldn't even know how you died.
Only a truly powerful individual — or at least a veteran ranger of the fourth rank or higher — would dare to attempt tracking in the black mist. And, they would only do this if they had no other choice.
"I saw it! That gun of his! I definitely saw it! That gun was the weapon of that boy from before! Boss, maybe it's the gun that we took! "
The werewolf Ken was quite anxious. Unlike the other half-new members of the party who were confused, he was a local and knew how difficult tracking in the black mist was.
He was telling the truth, but he was also venting his uneasiness.
That was because in his memories, a hunter capable of catching up to them in the black mist could easily crush all of them as if they were little chicks.
The fact that the hunter had broken through the black mist's restrictions and had a super long-range "greeting" was proof of this.
And the reason why the hunter hadn't attacked yet …
"… He wanted to see us scream in fear, and force us to scatter and run. Then, he would catch up to us one by one and kill us all! That's what he said in his actions back then! "
"Shut up! Idiot! "
Seeing that his boss was angry, Ken had no choice but to shut up despite his unwillingness.
Although Woody stopped Ken, uneasiness was already spreading in the party. Sun Potion Master and the bandit Sarkel were at a loss as to what to do as they watched their bosses argue. Their expressions also became more and more worried.
Woody looked at the sky. The black mist was getting thicker and thicker, and his expression was becoming gloomier. He secretly made a decision in his heart.
None of them would have expected that the Grim Reaper lurking in the shadows in their hearts was actually wearing a cloak and shivering by the bonfire. He was also using binoculars to observe their internal strife.
"… These people are so energetic. They're still so energetic even though they haven't slept for an entire night."
Rorschach yawned. Whether it was his biological clock or the color of the sky, both told him that it was not even five o 'clock, but the other side was already preparing to set off again. It seemed that the biological clocks of both sides were probably not at the same time.
Veteran rangers had their own tracking devices, and their luggage weighed at least a few dozen kilograms. But for Rorschach … A cloak, a musket, a telescope, an Angel's Guidance to guide Lori's Divine Realm, a steel helmet that doubled as a rice cooker, a bicycle that was already deformed from the fall, and a cushion to prevent his butt from deforming as well. That was all of Rorschach's luggage.
However, his current appearance was also somewhat strange.
The specially-made goggles not only had a map and a coordinate system, but also locked onto the target at all times. It was very high-tech, but wrapped in black tights, it seemed a little small.
Actually, these goggles were the real reason for the ghost-like appearance on the cliff. The red light in the goggles was a specially-made searchlight and scope, while the ghost-like black body was just the basic color of these color-changing tights.
The goggles were equipped with a map, a small radar, and a footstep recognition device, while the goggles were equipped with optical camouflage, allowing one to instantly become invisible with the help of the terrain. Together, they were a necessary combination for an assassin to enter a house and commit murder.
Thanks to these two pieces of easy-to-use equipment, as well as the clear traces of magical armor in his vision, as well as the on-site guidance of a certain veteran ranger, tracking in the mist didn't require too much expertise.
Even though Rorschach set off four or five hours late, he was still able to easily follow the group that very night. He also chose the best location for the first ambush under the advice of others.
However, Rorschach didn't expect that the equipment Su Nanna would lend him would be such obviously technological-type equipment.
Originally, when he heard that she would lend him equipment that would allow him to become invisible and track, he thought that the owls in the sky would give him invisibility cloaks, flying brooms, or crystal balls.
"Ha, why can't dark elves use technological-type equipment? You're just biased. As long as it's useful, why can't it be used? "
Rorschach silently nodded. Aishi had seen far too many things that could ruin one's worldview. Magical Gundams could be seen everywhere, and floating battleships flew overhead every day. Perhaps tomorrow, he would see a goblin grandmaster shouting for the power of origin and drawing a lightsaber.
Comparatively speaking, it wasn't a big deal for dark elves in the magical world to use technological-type equipment.
But right now, Rorschach was worried about something else.
"… Will it really not burst?"
Rorschach was rather worried as he tugged at his tightly bound sleeve.
Although tights had a certain degree of stretchability, his own head … Well, with this obviously standard tights, he had been feeling rather uncomfortable for the past two days. He was afraid that he would accidentally burst if he used too much force.
"Burst? Haha, you better be careful. This set of equipment costs at least 2000 Divine Tributes. Can you afford it? Including the transportation from Keton, and the cost of transporting it here, it's worth at least 10,000 Divine Tributes, and that's without discount. "
"… Fortunately, his rating in the faith system is only 2000, or else I really wouldn't be able to use it. Indeed, it's fortunate that Lori's Divine Domain is a game, which is why it's so convenient to use Divine Grace. But I really didn't expect that there would be such a way to use Divine Grace … "
At first, Rorschach had thought that the Divine Domain of the God of Games was just a God's personal evil hobby.
But now, it seemed that since the Church's target was Anlethorne, and the Divine Domain was so important, why would they mess around?
That day, Rorschach used the 170 Divine Tributes he collected from a small quest to summon Divine Grace for the first time. He also understood the terrifying applicability of the Divine Domain of the Game in this world. It was simply … no, it was a bug.
"According to the fairies' latest Wandu Encyclopedia, games are the bridge between fantasy and reality. Games are based on material satisfaction and follow certain rules in a specific time and space. They are activities that pursue spiritual satisfaction. "
Does it sound ambiguous? Sounds like there's no practical meaning? That's right.
"As a clergy, the game is an unusually broad collective concept. It is different from the concepts of war, love, and property, which have a clear direction. As long as it is related to the virtual world and follows certain rules, it can be included."
Compete in intelligence? Mind games.
Compete in stamina? Competitive games.
Compete in the future? Life games.
Although the Divine Domain was too broad and contained endless potential, it also represented too many Divine Domains. This was beyond the scope that Lori, a new God, could bear.
And under the guidance of an expert, the clever little Lori actually chose virtual reality, a game that simulated the real world, which was a relatively simple concept.
[What does Ansorenne need the most? In that endless world, what does my warrior lack the most? Logistical support!]
In this world with countless restrictions, the lack of manpower, space, and resources were the most critical. There was no essential difference between starving to death and being beaten to death, and logistical support was always the first priority in battle.
Thus, Loli, who had chosen the Game God Job, had only grasped a portion of the God Job. She was unable to provide direct combat support to her Executors like the God of War and the Goddess of Victory. However, she was able to provide convenient logistical support to her Descenders.
For example, if they were in a predicament where they lacked food and water, they could use the faith system of the God of Games to purchase items from faith nodes such as statues … Although such a service was a scam for certain reasons and no one would do it until the very last moment, at least there was an additional option that could save lives in critical moments.
And when Su Nanna had asked Rorschach to collect divine tributes, it was actually a prerequisite for activating a special divine grace.
[Divine Grace: White Dove. Summon a white dove across the distance of time and space to deliver goods no more than 50kg to your designated target. Both parties must be in front of the faith nodes (shrines, statues).]
In fact, it was a necessary mail service in MMOs.
However, the real-life version was much scarier than the in-game version. For example, the postage that could be ignored in MMOs was very expensive here, and Rorschach almost did not have enough.
It was not that Lori was black-hearted. In fact, to make it convenient for her own Descended, her divine grace was basically at cost price. After all, divine grace consumed the divine power of a true god.
According to the rules, the more valuable and the more energy an item contained, the more energy it would require to transfer it. Even if it was transferred between divine nodes, the necessary consumption was inevitable.
Rorschach gently touched his tight clothes that were not comfortable at all. This seemingly light little thing was shockingly expensive.
Even if the divine grace of the white dove only required both parties to pay one-tenth of the value of the item, he was almost at his wit's end.
"By the way, Su Nanna, why has your screen been dark since two days ago? Forget about the others, we're all old friends. Isn't it a little impolite not to talk to each other face to face?"
Rorschach's faith system's external window was filled with five small screens. It seemed that many of his "new companions" were watching his "livestream".
The sad part was that Rorschach didn't stop them from watching, but they didn't open their own windows.
Currently, only Master Merlin was showing his own situation. It seemed that the others still hadn't completely accepted Rorschach as a newcomer.
Over the past two days, even Su Nanna's screen had been dark, which was even sadder.
"… Could it be that my performance over the past two days was too horrible to look at? You don't even want to talk to each other face to face? "
"No, you've been acting like a natural ranger these past two days. Otherwise, these bastards wouldn't have stopped what they were doing just to watch your" livestream "."
Rorschach was rather astonished.
"Then you …"
Rorschach's doubts were answered by a voice from the window.
"Heehee, that's because you're currently wearing Little Sister Nanna's underwear. How could she have the nerve to appear in front of you? As for whether or not she's wearing underwear right now, Rorschach, would you like to take a guess? My guess is that she doesn't have any underwear. She usually uses this as her underwear. If you don't believe me, you can smell it. Her scent should still be on it. "
This female voice sounded rather familiar. Rorschach instantly realized that skintight clothing was indeed something that was worn close to the body.
Rorschach was tempted by this voice, and he reflexively opened his chest, lowered his head, and took a whiff. It smelled rather nice.
"… Indeed, it smells rather familiar."
But the next instant, everyone else burst into laughter, and he knew that he had been tricked yet again.
Su Nanna's screen lit up. At that moment, Rorschach didn't even see clearly what was on the other side. A vicious expression that resembled an evil spirit flashed past.
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