Advanced NPC

Chapter 107 This question is really too old
Fingerli successfully attracted the player's attention, and his expression was unpredictable: "Since this is the temple building of the Forbidden Demon God...it should be taken for granted."

"..." Hathaway was silent.

"Miss, we need a translator!" The players who felt cheated were very sad and angry.

"..." Hathaway remained silent.

After glancing at their eyes, he said quietly: "The Phantom Spirit Clan has something to do with the Forbidden Demon God."

"So only the equipment of the Phantom Spirit Race?! Am I overdoing it?"

"Is it okay to come with 24 Phantom Spirits next time..."

"Really, are there really 24 Phantom Spirits..."

"Hit it with what? Head?!"

"Damn it!"

……

In the end, you didn't care at all, did you just come to the conclusion that 24 Phantom Spirits should be opened?

Hathaway silently complained wildly on the sidelines until...someone asked her to make a deal.

Hathaway: "???"

"Miss, take the equipment! Thank you for your hard work!" said a group of players who rolled to the equipment.

"I can't use it anyway." Another group.

Hathaway: "It's not like you can sell it?"

"Too lazy."

"Lay."

"..."

Seeing that the players didn't care much, Hathaway felt a little embarrassed, scratched her hair, and felt that she didn't care much just now, but now she gave everything to her...

"Go on." Abai said suddenly.

"……What?"

"Is there still going on?"

The players were already talking about what they were doing, and they were shocked when they heard the "bad news".

"There was a reminder just now, 'The blockade at the entrance of the sanctuary is lifted', theoretically there will be a next boss." A Bai explained, "Also, there should be something on this bridge in the past."

"There's nothing over there." Hathaway interrupted him.

Eh?
The brown-haired woman with outstanding appearance looked into the distance, her eyes were a little far away: "Over there... there is only the ruins of a church."

As she spoke, she turned her head and looked at Fingley.

Fingley shuddered—it was trying to pretend nothing had happened.

"You seem to have been avoiding my question." Hathaway's tone became more serious, "This is not the sanctuary of the Forbidden Demon God, but just a ruin——Fairy King, why are you here, and go to the 'next Where is the 'place?"

Being stared at by her, Fingley felt a little guilty, and looked around.

The player's eyes are too fierce...

The eyes were fierce but he didn't say anything threatening—probably he didn't dare to act rashly, who knows what this NPC will say next?
Fingeri's eyes changed, and he was struggling with ideas.

"This tower of shadows, as the last 'living' relic of this temple of the forbidden demon, has a serious injury on its body. I guess... it has something to do with the person you are helping? You want to borrow this Do something?"

Fingley shuddered.

"In this position, you can use Garivela's power to prove that it should be close to the goblin land, even if it is abolished. But I can't see a trace here...even, if I didn't see you, I wouldn't have thought of it at all. "

Fingley shuddered again.

"You can't be a 'gatekeeper' because you are too weak, but you are familiar with this tower of shadows... What are you waiting for? Waiting for the person who can make a deal with you, or waiting for the next deal."

Fingley continued to shake.

The player looked complicated.

Can you please stop shaking? !Looking at them also makes me want to shake!

"...Who the hell are you?" Fingeri lowered his head, and when he raised his head again, he felt helpless—he looked at Hesevi with deep eyes, "You know life spells, you know taboo demon gods, and you know Fairies, even know my habits."

The pot was transferred quickly, and Hathaway quickly felt those scorching sights.

But she had already guessed this would happen.

Hathaway sighed, and glanced at her wrist - there was a new piece of Phantom equipment hanging on it, with the style of the Forbidden Demon Temple, dark and incomprehensible.

Her other hand stroked the gem above it, and after a while, she opened her mouth and spoke again in fairy language.

Fingley was taken aback, and turned into disbelief: "This is impossible..."

Players: "..."

Players: "What the hell are you talking about behind our backs?!"

"You shouldn't be here, you are obviously..." Fingoli calmed down after being shocked.

"No one among the demon gods controls fate." Hathaway sighed, "To be honest, I don't know what kind of snake skin mistake this is."

Hey, your style of painting has changed.

Fingley couldn't understand, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "Forget it."

"Oh, it's so easy to compromise? I thought you were going to struggle again?" Hathaway squinted at it.

"..." What can it do?
If you don't agree, maybe you will hang me up again!

No, it will definitely be hung up!

"I know that one day this secret will be revealed to the world, so I've been waiting here—you still have something that surprises me, so let me see if you can persevere..." Fingley's voice was low.

Players can't understand it at all, they only know that this is a prelude full of pretense.

Hathaway was not as nervous and looking forward to it as the others, only having a snack to be thankful for.

But from here on, she didn't know.

"What did you tell him? Young lady?" Inevitably, some people asked.

Who makes it feel so magical?
"I just... gave it a reason to trust us." Hathaway didn't know how to explain, and looked up at the ceiling.

Squinting his eyes, the chanting in his ears became louder and louder, until something... came up from the ground—slammed through the stone bridge and extended upwards!

That is……

Huge vines!
The vines climb up and extend to the sky, forming a unique "road".

"Go up." After finishing all this, Fingeri was ready to slap his ass and leave.

Who knew that Hathaway quickly picked it up, brought it to her eyes, and stared: "What is this..."

"I don't know how you people appeared in the forest of the human race, but if you want to know the truth, everyone's process is the same, if you can't make it up, you can pull it down." Fingley didn't care.

"..." Hathaway was in a delicate mood.

……

"I can go up! I can go up!" At this moment, the number one to die had already spoken - Yin Kong Frye jumped to a certain place on the vine, ready to climb up the branch that extended out or something.

However, huala——he couldn't finish this, he slipped from the top because of his foot slipping—he was so frightened that he immediately clung to a branch on one side, but...

Boom-!
Ye Cangyun stepped on his head and jumped to the other side - and a Yinkong Frye who lost his grip fell completely to the ground.

Yinkong Frye: "I#￥%...&"

Ye Cangyun was grinning, but her joy turned into sadness—a place that was obviously safe, when she stepped on it, the color on the branches and leaves flickered, then suddenly dimmed, and she stepped on nothing.

Falling from a height is really a joy to hear.

(End of this chapter)