Chapter 386 I entered the trial
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
After a while.
John sat by the spring, lost in thought.
"Am I wearing this?"
The unfamiliar old castle made John wonder whether he had crossed again.
He stared at the dead wild boar whose sharp fangs were severed by a sword.
The sword used is the sword next to the spring.
He raised his hand and pressed the boar, and the boar's body flew out.
"The magic is still there, which is good news."
[Ding, challenge mission, dream trial, reward any point +1]
A mission is issued without a clear goal.
If John's guess is correct, this should be caused by the so-called trial.
Everything here feels very real. If it wasn't for being startled by a wild boar just now, John wouldn't have picked up the sword next to him and cut it off.
Standing up and patting his butt, he looked down at the spring.
The water inside is crystal clear, and it doesn't seem like it's possible to go back.
So, as the name suggests, you have to complete the trial before going back.
Fortunately, he carried his small bag with him, and when he opened it to take a look, there were quite a few things in it, but there were some problems.
His amulets and rings and the like, all turned into a pile of decorations.
Pick up a Ring of Strike, and the magic inside is gone.
Walking up to the wild boar, John drew out the sword stuck in the wild boar.
He looked at it carefully, and there were some lines on the sword, which looked like some kind of runes.
On the wild boar, a blood-colored light penetrated into the blade of the sword.
The runes became brighter.
There are ten such runes in total.
John flicked it with his fingers, and it seemed to be a silver sword.
Raising his hand, the scabbard embedded in the ground flew over, and he inserted the sword into it.
"That thing just now is 'experience value'?"
Feeling a visual sense of fighting monsters and upgrading, John picked up the sword.
Now it seems that this so-called trial is based on eradicating some magical creatures as a standard.
Walking out along the tunnel, he noticed that the murals on the walls had disappeared.
Smooth walls that never seem to have had frescoes.
It was night when he came, but when he went out, he looked at the white snow outside and fell into deep thought.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and there were traces of animal activities at the entrance of the cave.
It should be left by the wild boar just now.
Heavy snow was drifting into the cave entrance, and the temperature dropped suddenly.
John raised his hand to catch a snowflake, and the cold touch was no different from the real one.
In the snowstorm, a person is approaching with difficulty.
Before he arrived, John watched the man fall straight down.
He froze for a moment, and cast a camera magic on the figure.
A trace was dragged on the ground, and the figure was dragged to the entrance of the cave.
John stared at the man, at the man's clothes, to be precise.
Unlike modern clothes, the crude linen clothes seem to be civilian clothes of a certain period.
The temperature is getting lower and lower.
Heavy snow tends to turn into a blizzard.
The entrance of the cave was not windproof, and the faces of those who were dragged in were bruised.
John had to take the man into the castle.
The castle closed the door, making the inside even more eerie.
Some places have been in disrepair for a long time, and there are slight rumors.
Finding a chair, John raised his hand and magically smashed it into sticks for firewood.
After he piled it out, he pointed with his finger, and the flame rose.
The temperature is gradually warming up.
"Enervate"
He cast a spell and woke the man up.
But after waking up, the man backed away in fright.
"monster!"
monster?
John frowned, this man seemed to be a little rude to his savior.
Realizing that his reaction had offended the man, the man fell to his knees in terror.
Finally, under John's inquiry.
The man told the story.
His fear comes from the legend on the mountain.
This place has always been a very mysterious place, where terrible existences exist.
And the man is a hunter, who went hunting in the mountains and was trapped on the mountain by the snow.
Came here unconsciously.
From the man's mouth, John learned the current time.
To be precise, it is the present world.
Similar to the medieval kingdom system.
The village is harassed from time to time, and the werewolf on the night of the full moon kills the villagers.
Clearly, this is not a technological society.
Again, there are many dangers here.
Among the most dangerous are those magical creatures, and some notorious wizards.
The man's name is Parker.
Seeing that John was not aggressive, Parker gradually lowered his guard, and he finally saw clearly what the 'monster' looked like.
Very young.
Parker opened his mouth exaggeratedly when he noticed the killed wild boar.
"You killed this?" Parker said very respectfully.
For powerful people, no matter what era they are in, they always maintain the respect they deserve.
Seeing his eager expression, John said casually, "What's the problem?"
"My lord, I hope you can solve the werewolf matter for us."
Fearing that John would not agree, Parker hurriedly said, "Of course, our village will pay accordingly."
John thought for a while that he was at a loss now, maybe going to the village is also a good choice.
So he agreed.
The wind and snow outside gradually stopped.
Parker led the way and led John down the mountain.
After arriving at the village down the mountain, John can confirm that he has indeed changed places.
This village is completely different from Jovonovich before, it is not very big, and some people can be seen in the village.
They all stared at John, an outsider, curiously.
John noticed their clothes, which seemed to be medieval attire.
Parker took John to a house that looked a little richer, and he knocked heavily on the door.
After a while, the door was opened.
An old man came out.
The old man was hunched over, and he was surprised after seeing Parker alive.
"Parker, are you still alive?"
"Village Chief, I have invited a friend who is willing to solve the werewolf problem for us."
John noticed that the village chief's face changed when he heard the werewolf.
The mayor looked behind Parker, where John stood, his clothes out of place with his surroundings.
After looking at it for a while, the village chief said dissatisfied: "Parker, your friend can't help us."
Parker was in a hurry, and hurriedly said: "Village chief, this friend killed a big pig on the mountain. He has great strength."
"That big pig?" The village chief was a little surprised, but he still persuaded him disapprovingly, "Young man, I have seen too many people like you, and they all thought they could deal with that monster."
There are some adventurous people who will come to deal with the werewolves, and all die without exception.
John chuckled and said, "In this case, there seems to be nothing wrong with having one more me."
The village chief hesitated, but finally shook his head and said, "I don't want you to lose your life in vain."
John stared at him for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll stop meddling in my business after listening to people's persuasion to eat enough."
Now Parker was in a hurry, he didn't want to be bitten off his neck by a werewolf outside one day.
John gave him a look, beckoning him to be quiet.
The village chief smiled gratifiedly, and wanted to entertain John, a traveler from afar.
John was not interested and left directly.
Parker followed, wanting to speak several times on the way.
"I know what you're going to ask," John stopped and said casually, "I'll take action when the werewolf comes out."
"But you..." Parker was surprised.
"I don't necessarily have to listen to the village chief."
It's not a game mission, you have to accept it to continue.
John was going to wait until the werewolf came out to take a look, and came to confirm the requirements of the trial by the way.
Parker was a little confused, but he took John to the house very honestly.
John gave Parker an emerald ring in the small bag, and asked him to sell it for a suit of clothes and some currency.
Now that these gems have no magical effect, it is better to exchange them for money.
It's just that he underestimated the power of the gem, and Parker came back with clothes.
But the gem did not sell.
Because no one can afford it.
"This thing can only be sold if it reaches the town." Parker bought a set of clothes out of his own pocket.
Hearing this, John had no choice but to take back the gem and put on his clothes.
Now he is no different from the people here.
Stayed in the village for two days, waiting until the night of the full moon.
Parker hid in the house and shivered, and John heard the howling of wolves.
He straightened his clothes, picked up his sword and went out.
Under the full moon, a werewolf stood erect, bony and bony.
As a wizard, John certainly knew that werewolves were made from people.
He stared at where the werewolf appeared.
There is still a rope around the werewolf's neck, obviously the werewolf broke free.
At the foot of the werewolf is the house of the village chief.
John slowly drew out his sword, and the werewolf also spotted him.
"I don't know if the werewolf bites here will be contagious."
John muttered, the werewolf had rushed over.
...
John sat by the spring, lost in thought.
"Am I wearing this?"
The unfamiliar old castle made John wonder whether he had crossed again.
He stared at the dead wild boar whose sharp fangs were severed by a sword.
The sword used is the sword next to the spring.
He raised his hand and pressed the boar, and the boar's body flew out.
"The magic is still there, which is good news."
[Ding, challenge mission, dream trial, reward any point +1]
A mission is issued without a clear goal.
If John's guess is correct, this should be caused by the so-called trial.
Everything here feels very real. If it wasn't for being startled by a wild boar just now, John wouldn't have picked up the sword next to him and cut it off.
Standing up and patting his butt, he looked down at the spring.
The water inside is crystal clear, and it doesn't seem like it's possible to go back.
So, as the name suggests, you have to complete the trial before going back.
Fortunately, he carried his small bag with him, and when he opened it to take a look, there were quite a few things in it, but there were some problems.
His amulets and rings and the like, all turned into a pile of decorations.
Pick up a Ring of Strike, and the magic inside is gone.
Walking up to the wild boar, John drew out the sword stuck in the wild boar.
He looked at it carefully, and there were some lines on the sword, which looked like some kind of runes.
On the wild boar, a blood-colored light penetrated into the blade of the sword.
The runes became brighter.
There are ten such runes in total.
John flicked it with his fingers, and it seemed to be a silver sword.
Raising his hand, the scabbard embedded in the ground flew over, and he inserted the sword into it.
"That thing just now is 'experience value'?"
Feeling a visual sense of fighting monsters and upgrading, John picked up the sword.
Now it seems that this so-called trial is based on eradicating some magical creatures as a standard.
Walking out along the tunnel, he noticed that the murals on the walls had disappeared.
Smooth walls that never seem to have had frescoes.
It was night when he came, but when he went out, he looked at the white snow outside and fell into deep thought.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and there were traces of animal activities at the entrance of the cave.
It should be left by the wild boar just now.
Heavy snow was drifting into the cave entrance, and the temperature dropped suddenly.
John raised his hand to catch a snowflake, and the cold touch was no different from the real one.
In the snowstorm, a person is approaching with difficulty.
Before he arrived, John watched the man fall straight down.
He froze for a moment, and cast a camera magic on the figure.
A trace was dragged on the ground, and the figure was dragged to the entrance of the cave.
John stared at the man, at the man's clothes, to be precise.
Unlike modern clothes, the crude linen clothes seem to be civilian clothes of a certain period.
The temperature is getting lower and lower.
Heavy snow tends to turn into a blizzard.
The entrance of the cave was not windproof, and the faces of those who were dragged in were bruised.
John had to take the man into the castle.
The castle closed the door, making the inside even more eerie.
Some places have been in disrepair for a long time, and there are slight rumors.
Finding a chair, John raised his hand and magically smashed it into sticks for firewood.
After he piled it out, he pointed with his finger, and the flame rose.
The temperature is gradually warming up.
"Enervate"
He cast a spell and woke the man up.
But after waking up, the man backed away in fright.
"monster!"
monster?
John frowned, this man seemed to be a little rude to his savior.
Realizing that his reaction had offended the man, the man fell to his knees in terror.
Finally, under John's inquiry.
The man told the story.
His fear comes from the legend on the mountain.
This place has always been a very mysterious place, where terrible existences exist.
And the man is a hunter, who went hunting in the mountains and was trapped on the mountain by the snow.
Came here unconsciously.
From the man's mouth, John learned the current time.
To be precise, it is the present world.
Similar to the medieval kingdom system.
The village is harassed from time to time, and the werewolf on the night of the full moon kills the villagers.
Clearly, this is not a technological society.
Again, there are many dangers here.
Among the most dangerous are those magical creatures, and some notorious wizards.
The man's name is Parker.
Seeing that John was not aggressive, Parker gradually lowered his guard, and he finally saw clearly what the 'monster' looked like.
Very young.
Parker opened his mouth exaggeratedly when he noticed the killed wild boar.
"You killed this?" Parker said very respectfully.
For powerful people, no matter what era they are in, they always maintain the respect they deserve.
Seeing his eager expression, John said casually, "What's the problem?"
"My lord, I hope you can solve the werewolf matter for us."
Fearing that John would not agree, Parker hurriedly said, "Of course, our village will pay accordingly."
John thought for a while that he was at a loss now, maybe going to the village is also a good choice.
So he agreed.
The wind and snow outside gradually stopped.
Parker led the way and led John down the mountain.
After arriving at the village down the mountain, John can confirm that he has indeed changed places.
This village is completely different from Jovonovich before, it is not very big, and some people can be seen in the village.
They all stared at John, an outsider, curiously.
John noticed their clothes, which seemed to be medieval attire.
Parker took John to a house that looked a little richer, and he knocked heavily on the door.
After a while, the door was opened.
An old man came out.
The old man was hunched over, and he was surprised after seeing Parker alive.
"Parker, are you still alive?"
"Village Chief, I have invited a friend who is willing to solve the werewolf problem for us."
John noticed that the village chief's face changed when he heard the werewolf.
The mayor looked behind Parker, where John stood, his clothes out of place with his surroundings.
After looking at it for a while, the village chief said dissatisfied: "Parker, your friend can't help us."
Parker was in a hurry, and hurriedly said: "Village chief, this friend killed a big pig on the mountain. He has great strength."
"That big pig?" The village chief was a little surprised, but he still persuaded him disapprovingly, "Young man, I have seen too many people like you, and they all thought they could deal with that monster."
There are some adventurous people who will come to deal with the werewolves, and all die without exception.
John chuckled and said, "In this case, there seems to be nothing wrong with having one more me."
The village chief hesitated, but finally shook his head and said, "I don't want you to lose your life in vain."
John stared at him for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll stop meddling in my business after listening to people's persuasion to eat enough."
Now Parker was in a hurry, he didn't want to be bitten off his neck by a werewolf outside one day.
John gave him a look, beckoning him to be quiet.
The village chief smiled gratifiedly, and wanted to entertain John, a traveler from afar.
John was not interested and left directly.
Parker followed, wanting to speak several times on the way.
"I know what you're going to ask," John stopped and said casually, "I'll take action when the werewolf comes out."
"But you..." Parker was surprised.
"I don't necessarily have to listen to the village chief."
It's not a game mission, you have to accept it to continue.
John was going to wait until the werewolf came out to take a look, and came to confirm the requirements of the trial by the way.
Parker was a little confused, but he took John to the house very honestly.
John gave Parker an emerald ring in the small bag, and asked him to sell it for a suit of clothes and some currency.
Now that these gems have no magical effect, it is better to exchange them for money.
It's just that he underestimated the power of the gem, and Parker came back with clothes.
But the gem did not sell.
Because no one can afford it.
"This thing can only be sold if it reaches the town." Parker bought a set of clothes out of his own pocket.
Hearing this, John had no choice but to take back the gem and put on his clothes.
Now he is no different from the people here.
Stayed in the village for two days, waiting until the night of the full moon.
Parker hid in the house and shivered, and John heard the howling of wolves.
He straightened his clothes, picked up his sword and went out.
Under the full moon, a werewolf stood erect, bony and bony.
As a wizard, John certainly knew that werewolves were made from people.
He stared at where the werewolf appeared.
There is still a rope around the werewolf's neck, obviously the werewolf broke free.
At the foot of the werewolf is the house of the village chief.
John slowly drew out his sword, and the werewolf also spotted him.
"I don't know if the werewolf bites here will be contagious."
John muttered, the werewolf had rushed over.
...
