Chapter 639: The night is dark and windy, and the flowers are blooming on the night

"Well, you should know what the main mission of an adventurer in the first world is, right?"

No matter how thick-skinned the three barbarians were, they still felt embarrassed, so they patiently explained to me.

"The main task of an adventurer in the first world is to survive, gradually become familiar with his own abilities through experience, and master certain basic combat skills. I still know this."

Getting back to the topic, I patted the snow on my body, sat up, and answered.

Adventurers in the first world focus on mastering and proficient skills and accumulating combat experience. Adventurers in the second world begin to study various skills in depth, optimize and improve skills, and create their own unique combat methods.

Adventurers in the third world have been able to create new skills of their own through a deep understanding of various skills, such as Old Man Farah's unique skill, mixed with ice and thunder magic - the Frozen Arrow Prison.

So strictly speaking, the adventurers in the first world are actually rookies and are still in the stage of exploration. The adventurers in the second world are qualified warriors. As for the third world, those are special forces.

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"exactly."

Kolik tossed the braid on the back of his head coquettishly and said.

"So, as the last test for all adventurers to defeat Baal and lead to the second world, what do you think our mission is? What exactly is it to be tested?"

"It's a skill!!" I blurted out without thinking.

"So, now you know what the rules of the test are." He moistened his throat and said with a smile.

"Roughly speaking, the three of us will simulate the strength of the strongest adventurer in each adventure team that comes to accept the test, and then based on the size of the strength, we will display a strength that matches this stage.

The skill level is used to test whether the opponent's skills are up to standard. To put it bluntly, that's what it is."

"Of course, it doesn't matter if the strength is too weak, otherwise, an adventure team of more than ten levels may pass." At the end, Kolik quickly added.

"..."

It turns out that this is the case, because his blood bear transformation is almost domain-level power, so these three people naturally displayed close-to-domain power and combat skills close to domain-level, and the blood bear transformed into a void.

He has strength, but his skills are so-so, so even if he fights alone, let alone one versus three, he will lose miserably.

It was this trap, a huge conspiracy that Seatlek didn't explain to himself at the beginning. He knew that with my character, he would definitely exert great power in order to quickly pass the test and then encounter Waterloo, so he smiled so sinisterly.

Damn it, I really shouldn’t be so impatient and blindly confident, thinking that nothing can stop me along the way. If I could have stayed for half a day to inquire when I came to Harrogas, I wouldn’t have fallen into a trap now.

Already.

I feel so depressed!!

"Hahaha, little druid, don't be so discouraged. You are able to come here alone to accept the test like you. For thousands of years, the number of people we have encountered has not exceeded three figures. You are already amazing."

Seeing me looking limp and powerless, Madoc couldn't help but comfort me.

"What about these people? What happened in the end?" I asked curiously.

"Well, I can't remember the specifics, but almost all of them ended in failure. You must have realized just now that the stronger the strength, the more difficult the test is. If you want to deal with three people with similar strength to yourself, at least,

In terms of technique, it has to go beyond strength by several stages.”

"Even Tarasha was tortured by us when we challenged him for the first time." After Maddock finished speaking, Korik added a piece of information that shocked me.

It turns out that even this great god has been abused. When I heard this, I felt much better and felt that I was no longer alone.

"Actually, many outstanding people like you will be in this situation. The meaning of our existence is to tell you and all adventurers that if you don't think you have the power to absolutely suppress the forces of hell, then,

Please go back and hone your skills."

"..."

After pondering for a while, I sighed. Although these three guys have no idea what accommodation is, my current skills are actually pretty good compared to my level, but there is still a huge gap compared to my strength.

However, the rules were not set up for me alone, and of course they will not be broken just because I am alone. What they did is right, and I have no right to complain.

Thinking about it, it was the first time that I was suppressed by someone's strength after comprehending the pseudo-realm. It was inevitable that I would feel frustrated, just like when I was instantly killed by Carlos when I was in Lu Gao Gao.

Although I am a lazy person whose goal is to eat and die, even a person like me is still unwilling to lose if possible, not to mention that I have already put in so much effort for this.

Forget it, let's go back and adjust it.

I just pointed at the three barbarians. They looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh. Then they jumped back onto the high platform and made the same gesture of looking up to the sky and roaring.

"Boy, don't forget to bring good wine and food next time you come."

Korik said loudly to me. When he said this, his lower body, below his chest, was completely petrified, and the layer of deathly gray was still spreading upwards until it covered his whole body.

As soon as the scenery darkened, the big hole in the sky was once again covered by dark clouds, and the storm and heavy snow also raged on the altar again.

He stared blankly at the three barbarian statues that had turned into stone again. The snowstorm was so fierce that in just an instant, a lot of snowflakes accumulated on them.

This is how they stand, day after day, year after year, in the snowstorm, silently waiting for the next adventurous team to be tested. After a short battle, they carve their sculptures again.

This is true for one year, several years, decades, hundreds, and thousands of years.

I couldn't help but recall a few words they said again.

Food, wine, etc., we three old people have been squatting here for thousands of years, can't you be considerate at all...

It’s hard to get out. If you can say one more word, just say one more...

What kind of loneliness and loneliness is carried in that almost rogue tone.

Just like a little ghost, she has sung hymns for her father under the church for thousands of years, but at least she still has a goal, in order to give her father's soul a moment of peace.

What about these three people? They have been watching hard in the snowstorm for thousands of years. What are they looking forward to in their hearts?

The more powerful a person is, the more he cherishes himself. These three domain-level barbarians are the most powerful in the third world. At that time, what kind of determination did they make to be willing to be here, Fengxue?

Accompanying loneliness, watching for thousands of years?

In my heart, a feeling of emotion slowly emerged, like a long stream of water. This emotion was so long-lasting and heavy, so heavy that it was like the beliefs of countless barbarians condensed in this altar, making people breathless.

Their postures of raising their heads and roaring no longer seemed so ridiculous in my eyes at this moment, but filled with pride without any regrets.

A feeling of shame emerged leisurely. In front of them, he looked unhappy because he lost. It was as if others were risking their lives for the sake of justice, but he was crying to death because he lost a silver coin.

Same.

What is a hero? This is a hero!!

Sure enough, no matter how strong he becomes, his soul integrity and ideological realm are still at the level of a mortal. Compared with these people, he is so small and pitiful.

Occasionally, I hope that Vilas and their husbands can be a great hero that they can be proud of.

Thinking of this, I became even more powerless, opened the teleportation scroll, and disappeared into the altar with a whoosh.

"Oh, kid, you're back."

Mara was downstairs bandaging the wounded and was very busy. When he saw me coming back, he pulled away and turned around, nodded and smiled.

"Grandma Mara, is there any room upstairs? I want to take a rest."

I reluctantly responded and then asked.

"There are still quite a lot of wounded, and there are only available rooms on the fourth floor..."

Mara said hesitantly, but she still remembered the other party's firm refusal a few days ago.

"It's okay, just lend me a rest."

I was probably quite stimulated by the three barbarians. I thought that they had stood in the snowstorm for thousands of years and still had no regrets, but I was worrying about a colder room. I suddenly felt that if I didn't live there, I would have to temper myself.

I'm afraid I won't even be able to raise my head in front of Vilas and the others in the future.

In short, if I analyze it simply, I feel ashamed and insignificant now, and I have a masochistic mentality. Although I understand it very well, I just can't control it.

But once you get some sleep, you'll be fine. After all, time is the best medicine for the soul.

So, when I got up the next day, I tightened my cold body and began to consider moving the nest to the little fox.

If the little fox’s fluffy fox tail is heaven, then the drafty wooden window in front of me is hell to me.

The shame and self-flagellation I felt yesterday have long been forgotten. This is the advantage and disadvantage of being an otaku.

The advantage is obvious, that is, you can live a happy life and maintain a refreshing giggle at all times.

The flaw is that he doesn't repent, or is stubborn, so he turns around and joins the mighty army of idiots again.

"Hey, Grandma Mala, good morning."

I thought I had woken up early enough, but look, the sun hasn't come out yet.

Unexpectedly, when he went downstairs, Mara had already returned carrying a basket full of herbs.

"Don't you want to sleep a little longer? But you seem to be in good spirits." Mara put the basket on the ground with a smile and began to sort the fresh herbs inside.

"The weather is nice today, so I got up early."

I opened the wooden door and took a breath of the biting cold wind blowing in my face. I felt cool all over the 360 ​​pores in my body.

"Yes, the blizzard stopped last night, and everyone can go out hunting with all their energy and stock up on food for the winter."

Mara said with a smile. She had no intention of correcting the mistake in the other person's words. It was already approaching noon.

There was a sudden and strange silence in the atmosphere for a while, before Mara spoke first.

"Have you experienced the test on the top of the mountain?"
To be continued...