I Created Mythic Revival

Boring waiting is actually not peaceful.

Although Andre and Anton stayed where they were all the time and didn't move around at will, they still inevitably bumped into some other monks who had received missions and came to this world.

The first person to meet the two was a middle-aged man with a face from the Eastern Region. He held a silver spear and had a fortitude face. It made Anton feel hairy all over.

In fact, there is no need to fight at all. He can be sure that he is definitely not the opponent of this guy with the same temperament as the ancient general.

On the other hand, Andre, seeing this man, uncontrollably ignited the fighting spirit.

He knows that the opponent is very strong, but it definitely does not exceed the third rank. It should be the peak of the second rank. This strength, for him now, can be said to be the best peak to press the limit.

But unfortunately, no matter how excited his fighting spirit was, the other party didn't pay any attention to him at all, and it was really hard for him to find trouble, especially under the constant gaze of An Dong.

Not long after the middle-aged man left, a young man appeared again. Like the two, he was from the Northern Territory, and he looked much more normal.

The strength is about the peak of the first order. Judging from the appearance, it does not seem to have cultivated any particularly powerful exercises.

But he was extremely enthusiastic. After seeing Andre and the others, he immediately posted them with all kinds of greetings.

Let An Dong, who originally thought he was bullying and was about to extort a sum of money, was embarrassed to speak in the end, and could only watch the other party leave.

"Damn, if I hadn't been 100% sure that I hadn't seen him before, I would have suspected that this guy was my relative. Bad luck, if I knew I had seen it, I would have robbed him instead of talking nonsense with him."

Looking at the disappearing back of the first-order boy, Anton looked a little gloomy.

"I don't know when you will be able to get rid of your bullying and fear of being hard. Also, how do you know that he came alone, if there are other people behind him, then if you rob him, wouldn't you be killing him? ."

Andre shook his head speechlessly, his brother had some vulgar problems, just like he was born with, no matter how many times he said it, he never saw him change the slightest.

"Che, what is it to bully the soft and fear the hard, how ugly, I call it seeking good luck and avoiding evil, the way of the world, there is an old saying... I rely on it, what is that!"

Just as Anton was preparing to use his own set of crooked reasons to attack Andre as usual, a few wisps of black smoke rose not far away, but he was so frightened that he uttered foul language. Bouncing off the ground, he was fully alert.

Andrey followed his gaze, his muscles were also tense, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his fighting spirit rose faintly.

The black smoke did not come from the ground, but seemed to be born in the void, and the space in that place looked a little distorted.

The two of them didn't know that this was the result of the automatic discharge of useless impurities after the rules were collided and compatible.

And when the black smoke was completely squeezed out of the void, that space seemed to become normal again.

The black smoke that had lost its support was like a churning python, constantly twisting and changing in the void, until it gradually solidified and completely turned into a terrifying appearance like a snake and a ghost.

The metamorphosis of these natural things depends only on instinct, so it can be said that there are few good-looking appearances.

Witnessing the birth of the demon with their own eyes, while the two marveled at the magic of creation in their hearts, their movements were not slow at all.

"Evil Smashing Blade!"

"Fighting punch!"

With the sound of two broken drinks, one after the other, a yellow flashing blade, and the red galloping figure came to the newly born demon almost at the same time.

It's a pity that this weak demon, whose strength is only first-order, has not had time to see the world clearly, and was pressed to the ground by two big men and ravaged like crazy.

In a single move, the body that had just solidified collapsed, completely turned into nothingness, and dissipated into the air.

"This... is it yours?"

After the demon was completely wiped out, Anton, who did not receive any prompts, asked in a confused circle.

He clearly remembered that he should have shot earlier.

"do not know."

Who knows, Andre also shook his head at this time.

"Uh... what do you mean, there's no hint to kill this thing?"

Hearing this, Anton was even more confused. Although he had never been exposed to such a realistic task before, according to the novel and most of the game settings, shouldn't they all be equipped with a private panel?

"What are you fantasizing about? It's really like playing a game. It also reminds me that every task before Dreamland was a task that was thrown out and rewarded at the end of the settlement. If you can't complete it, you are all lying on the bed and waiting for others. What's the meal?"

Andre was a little speechless. It has been so long, and so many cases of brain death keep appearing. This guy has not yet felt the cruelty of Dreamland.

But if you think about it from another angle, ~www.readwn.com~ Dreamland's attitude of only giving them a task and letting them play at will, it can be regarded as giving them absolute freedom.

"Okay, okay, I admit that I do think a little too much." Seeing that Andrei seized the opportunity and began to educate him in reverse, Anton hurriedly raised his hand and surrendered, and quickly changed the subject:

"By the way, this monster can be regarded as a sideways proof of your previous thoughts."

When it came to this matter, Andre nodded solemnly.

"If this matter is found out, maybe this is a great opportunity."

But at this time, Anton shook his head and struck mercilessly:

"Andre, I think even if there is a chance there, it might not concern us.

Don't you have any idea about time? Let's not talk about it here, we've been here for more than three hours, plus the previous one, it's almost four hours anyway.

In other words, Victor shouldn't come! "

"impossible!"

Hearing this, Andre shook his head very decisively. He knew too much about Victor, a friend who had played since childhood. As long as it was an agreed matter, he would never miss a word.

"Otherwise, it was teleported to a very far away place, so far away that the detector could not display it. The only way for us now is to temporarily abandon your so-called chance and go to other places to find it and try our luck."

Anton spread his hands, showing a very helpless look, while Andre stared at the detection tracker in his hand and frowned, because he knew that Anton was right...

But at this moment, a green light suddenly lit up on the tracker, which was originally silent, not far from the two of them!