Different World Online

Although Steve's level is not high, he is familiar with the human skin notes and has learned a lot of experience from Old Pete's ramblings;

Dodge sideways, dodge in wide circles around bugs, and stomp on as much ground as possible to try and hook out hidden enemies.

Although the action is awkward and vulgar, the effect is really good;

The second crawler hiding under the sand was enraged by him and joined the battle waving its huge and sharp forelimbs;

Faced with two three-meter-long, hideous-looking giant cockroaches, Steve suppressed his inner fear and walked around in a big circle.

Seeing that there were no more bugs coming out of the sand, Steve turned around hastily, allowing the Crawlers' scythe to pierce his body, and ran wildly backwards.

In the rear team, Old Pete, who had returned here at some point, crossed his arms and looked at Steve who was being stabbed by bugs while running, and couldn't help smacking his lips;

Although he knew that Steve had the ability to ignore attacks, Old Pete couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling every time he saw the insect's huge sickle sticking out from his chest and passing across his neck.

Seeing that Steve was less than a hundred meters away from the team, Shudeman suppressed the admiration in his eyes and drew out the two-handed sword behind him with a serious expression;

"I'll lead the way! The rest of you provide cover!"

"Yes!"

A neat response sounded.

On the side, old Pete followed Schudman's footsteps and felt relieved.

The captain took the lead and the others provided cover, which was a sign of recognition for the taciturn Shudeman.

Recognizes Steve's abilities as a scout;

Recognize his tireless efforts to absorb all kinds of knowledge and common sense like a sponge;

Recognize his determination to survive.

With two-handed swords raised high, a cone-shaped charge formation with Shudeman as the sword tip was deployed;

The next second, gravel exploded under the feet of Captain Shu, who was wearing heavy plate armor, and he rushed forward towards Steve;

Behind him, huge clouds of dust rose up. There were clearly only four people, but they looked like an army of thousands rushing towards them.

"Holy Slash!"

A dull roar rang out.

With the force of the charge, Shudeman swung the two-handed sword in his hand heavily in the direction of the two crawlers;

In an instant, a brilliant golden light burst out from his sword, and a straight sword energy swept out, instantly piercing through the constraints of space and passing through the crawler's solid body without any hindrance.

The next second, the two crawlers stopped moving, and under the drive of inertia, they split into two and fell forward;

Seeing this scene, Steve didn't care about the physical loss of continuously triggering [Void Shadow], and hurriedly looked back;

I saw that the two crawlers had been split into four, and there were still spots of golden light remaining in the neat cuts;

“Awesome! Sword energy leaves the body. Is this the legend?!”

If this happened in the world of One Piece, he would at least be a great swordsman!

It's a pity that there are so many great swordsmen per capita in the New World...

Muttering, Steve raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and once again took the lead and walked in front.

After a day's patrol, the exhausted Steve followed the team back to the outpost and wolfed down three large bowls of porridge. Unable to resist the sleepiness, Steve covered himself with a sleeping bag and fell asleep beside the fire.

Just when Steve was sleeping soundly, a strange wave traveled through the endless void and came from the depths of the distant multiverse.

In his dream, Steve felt a pair of soft hands, like those of his ex-girlfriend, gently fiddling with his eyelids.

Somehow, a series of blurry images with different perspectives appeared in his mind;

A woman clicked 'yes' on an ad that suddenly popped up in the lower right corner of her computer...

A man called the number with a small advertisement of "paying a large sum of money to have a child"...

A frail old man lying on a sickbed, his hands shaking, signed his name on an old parchment...

This scene flashed thirteen times in total;

The last time, it was Steve, no, it was Zhou Feng, lying on the cold road, surrounded by indistinct shouting and crying;

He just stared at the sky, his heart full of desire for life.

As time slowly passed, the sky in his eyes became darker and darker, and the clouds in the sky became more and more blurred;

Until everything was dark, and twelve dark purple dull stones dotted around his feet like stars;

In a daze, Steve bent down unconsciously and picked up two dull stones;

In an instant, the two stones in the palms seemed to be ignited, and a bright deep purple light rose like a flame.

The next second, Steve's consciousness returned from the illusory world, and the feeling of being out of control in the dream disappeared instantly;

“I… am I dreaming?

What exactly is going on?

Why the hell have I encountered so many weird things? How can I sleep well? "

......

The distant world of Toril, the continent of Faerun;

Deep underground in the Underdark, in the upper city of Menzoberranzan, a drow city with a population of 100,000, there is a castle built against the mountain.

Miss Margaret Do'Urden was sitting on her large, soft bed, rubbing her hair in distress;

She had smooth skin that was light blue and grayish, and her long, smooth silver-white hair flowed from her shoulders to her perky hips like flowing silver. A hint of anxiety flashed in her deep blue eyes from time to time.

Her mother, Heloire Do'Urden, is the matriarch of the Do'Urden family, the largest family in Menzoberranzan, and is also one of the most beloved followers of Rose, the Spider Queen.

A few days ago, her mother announced an inhumane order;

She, along with her five half-sisters, needed to leave Menzoberranzan within a week and go to the dirty and dangerous outside of the city to build their own dungeon;

Even more unfortunate was that because of her age, when it was her turn to choose a territory on the map, her five annoying sisters only left her the most remote and barren north;

Thinking of this, Margaret became furious again. Just as she was about to get up and look for her mother to ask for some slaves, a dark purple gem hanging around her neck suddenly glowed with purple light, instantly enveloping her;

.....

In the endless wasteland in the north of Faerun, crude tents made of animal skins were randomly placed.

In a shabby low tent in the center, Eugene, the chief of the Orc tribe, frowned as he looked at several stones of different colors on the animal skin in front of him.

Low purity gold nuggets, opals that cannot be sold at a high price... and a dark purple stone whose origin cannot be determined;

"A nugget can be sold for 10 gold coins, and an opal can be sold for about 50 silver coins. Together, we can probably sell for 15 gold coins.

According to the price of 5 silver coins for food... No! Those vampire merchants will definitely raise the price! I can only calculate it at 7 silver coins per bag!

15 gold coins equal 150 silver coins. These broken stones can only be exchanged for more than bags of food! "

At this point, Eugene's sharp teeth began to grind and creak.

Just as he was racking his brains to think of how to feed his people, the dark purple stone on the animal skin, whose value he could not estimate, suddenly burst into a dazzling purple light, instantly filling the entire tent.