362.Chapter 360 359 Turner and Victim Mr. X
Chapter 360: 359. Turner and the Victim Mr. X
Mr. Lee just entered the game to experience a big, this “surprise” came too much, the middle-aged spirit is too tired.
He did not intend to find a place to sleep in the game, coupled with the afternoon still have to do the lesson plan, so in the camp outside the city in a tent offline, but with the young people to meet online in the evening to eat together.
That said, getting together for dinner in the game was quite an experience.
But Mr. Li’s hard work has been rewarded quite amazing, at this time in the old Li offline outside the place, in the crowd of spectators, Sister Pomegranate will be written in the hand of the God of the North Wind’s Proverbs scroll open, and then started the “martial arts secret” of the ancient color and aroma of the item appraisal:
Name: Martial Monk’s Axioms – Scroll of Qi
Quality: Rare handbook [can be read again and again – no limit to the number of readers – need to have [martial arts monks] related professional foundation].
Effect: Through teaching young monks about the basic connection between spiritual energy and qi, it teaches beginners to gather and use the monk’s qi, thus allowing fighters to truly break away from the bondage of the physical body and embark on the path of transcendence and sainthood.
Tip!
The Occult Handbook contains several ways to learn and use the ki of a martial monk, and depending on the path the reader is traveling, the ki they can learn from it will vary.
Sanshou Sect monks can learn the passive skill [Penetrating Strength] through reading the handbook, which greatly increases their physical attack power.
Shadow Sect monks can learn the passive skill [Shadow Dance Secret Technique] through reading the handbook, which increases physical attack power while conferring the [Shadow Walking] talent.
The Four Elements Sect monks can learn the passive skill [Elemental Synchronization] through the realization of the Winter Wolf monks, giving them the ability to manipulate spiritual energy to release spells with elemental energy.
The Sword Saint Sect monks have a certain probability to realize how to use the faction’s unique skill [Sword Qi].
Tips!
The Martial Monk Schools – Sun Soul Sect and Eternal Death Sect belong to a special inheritance, and their mysterious Martial Monk’s Qi [Blazing Sun Strike] and [Mantra of the Past Life] have not yet been recorded and cannot be learned.
Interested parties may visit the Sun Holy City and Moon Holy City of the Sanghai Empire in the Land of Origins to find traces of them.
Tips!
This handbook contains the understanding and commentary on the Way of Qi by the Martial Sages of the Winter Wolf Church, so Martial Monks with Nordic blood can additionally learn the special Martial Monk’s Qi – Cold Winter’s Breath.
If the monk’s faith is in Su, the God of the North Wind, he can learn the advanced martial art of the Winter Wolf School, Winter Wolf Fist, through this handbook.
If the monk chooses the Church Legacy – Eye of the Wolf faction, he may additionally learn certain special fighting techniques.
Dev Team Tip!
Rare handwritten notes” are the more precious objects among all the handwritten notes and notes that can be read in the game of “True Otherworld”, which generally record precious knowledge or history, and belong to the precious items in each power.
Holders of rare handwritten notes can obtain a large amount of reputation and the “Gift of the Blood Vulture Archduke” by submitting them to Mrs. Tris.
Item Description:
[This item is the property of the Eye of the Wolf God Abbey, a secret sect of the Church of the Winter Wolves, and should not be damaged by the holder, but will be reclaimed by an emissary of the Eye of the Wolf God Abbey after the holder passes away for any reason.
“Crap! Teacher Li entered the game in less than two hours and just typed out a complete Martial Monk Profession System Inheritance for us!”
Niu Niu exclaimed from the side:
“I bragged before that he’s the Grand Master of our Shadow Tracer Sect, I didn’t expect the prophecy to come true, with this thing in place, players will be able to go from Martial Monk beginners to real Martial Monks who use Qi.”
“Ha, now our Shadow Tracker Sect is awesome.”
Caught Shrimp Household said with glowing eyes from the side:
“Hurry up! Post this on the forums, and show those guys who shout that they are high level players every day, who is the real bullish top player!
I blanch, Pomegranate Sister has begun to realize this?
You should at least change the place ah, this big public .”
“Don’t disturb her, let her learn! Let her learn! She’ll be able to teach us when she learns.”
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“I have lost, O valiant God of the North Wind, and your followers have failed you. I have underestimated the Transylvanian legacy of martial monks, and my arrogance has brought me a defeat.”
In a dimly lit room deep within the stronghold of the Iron Fist Society, Turner sat on the ground with the Winter Wolf Holy Emblem in his hand praying to his deity.
Although the teachings of the God of the North Wind honored bravery and vengeance, the giant winter wolf that was said to run forever through the star world doing unquenchable hunts wasn’t so cruel as to make his followers have to cut themselves after one defeat.
In fact, in terms of doctrine alone, the God of the North Wind was more or less the same as Nature’s Avalon, both belonging to that kind of neutral deity, and the reason why His followers on earth were full of aggression was purely due to the character of the Nords.
This wave belonged to the God of the North Wind taking the blame for His own grumpy old men followers.
But this matter was annoying for Turner.
He had originally planned to attract Murphy’s attention and complete the meeting with that mysterious vampire governor through a victory, and right now this defeat, although it didn’t affect him to continue competing tomorrow, for Turner, since he had lost that meant that this method could no longer be used.
He was not being picky.
The main thing is that Turner also has the dignity of a strong man, the Transylvanian Shadow Trail School Grand Master has already stepped forward to “warn”, if he is further entangled in the unattractive.
Therefore, the main task now is to quickly think of another way to contact Murphy.
“You can actually come directly to the Blood Wyvern Corridor to look for me, I have been waiting for you to take the initiative to come to my door, Sir Turner, I am not hiding anything from you, I have also prepared a cup of Moonlight Aged Wine from the North Wind Castle for you.”
Just as the Winter Wolf Martial Monk’s mind was pondering on a solution, a quiet voice suddenly rang out from the darkness behind him, causing Turner to be creeped out before relaxing.
“Governor Murphy?”
He turned back in surprise to look at the vampire lord who stood like a ghost in the dimly lit room, blending in with the darkness, and said:
“You are a member of the Blood Vulture Clan, aren’t you? Why are you so proficient in the midnight concealment technique of the Thorn Clan?”
“Consider me well-learned.”
Murphy sighed.
He didn’t want to answer that question, but the answer was actually quite simple; all of the Thorn Clan’s techniques served their amazing assassination techniques, and Murphy had already practiced Midnight Slayer Swordsmanship to the level of Master under the guidance of Necessary Evil, and naturally, those accompanying techniques had been upgraded by him to Mastery.
This stuff just belonged to snaring a rabbit in the grass and going along for the ride.
Murphy had been learning the Secret Sword of the Secret Blood Clan for the past few days, and practicing that damn “Spiritual Bouncing Reverse” was as magical as playing solo tennis.
Of course, this is not the topic he came here to talk about.
“I’ve been aware of you since you arrived in Transylvania and showed up at Fight Club, Lord Turner.”
Murphy didn’t hide his curiosity about this Winter Wolf martial arts monk.
He stood still letting the darkness wrap around him and said in a calm voice:
“I don’t know if it’s just that martial artists are pristine in their thinking, you actually had absolutely no need to participate in the Fighter’s Championship to attract my attention, just as you don’t have to hide your inner doubts at this point in time . That’s right, it’s a midnight blessing that I can hear your heart when you’re defenseless.
But I am not accustomed to prying into hearts and minds, it is a rude thing to do in many cases.
The reason I brought this up was to tell you straight, what is it that you want from me?”
“Is it safe here?”
The Winter Wolf Martial Monk asked warily.
Murphy blinked and said:
“It depends on how you interpret the word ‘safe’ and what kind of things you intend to talk to me about, if you count your four parishioners who represent the sight of the God of the North Wind, then my Scarlet Fortress is currently being watched by three deities, and such ‘security conditions ‘ I don’t think there are many in the entire continent.”
“I knew there was an Avalon Sanctuary under construction in the city, I just didn’t realize that the God of Nature actually chose Transylvania.”
Turner sighed in relief as he whispered in the darkness:
“I came to your domain only to fulfill my hunt, Dusk! My god told me that Dusk could be found in Transylvania.”
“It can indeed be found here! We were plagued by those bastards before you came.”
Upon hearing the Winter Wolf Warrior Monk say the word “Dusk”, Murphy immediately realized that this wave belonged to the wishful thinking, not only did he use the Winter Wolf Warrior Monk in front of him to catch a few powerful professionals, but even the bait itself represented a surprise.
But Murphy did not immediately believe Turner.
Before the collapse of the Avalon Church, even the Gramo Elders had a Dusk spy in it, which was enough to prove that the other party’s power was spread all over the continent.
If the Avalon Church could be infiltrated, it meant that the Winter Wolf Church was just as not very safe.
Therefore, Murphy asked rhetorically:
“Where did you hear about this name? And for what reason are you hunting them?”
“Does it matter?”
Turner asked with a frown, to which Murphy replied rather seriously: “Of course, having a common goal doesn’t mean we’ve become friends, Mr. Turner, and I have to know those I should.
If you truly understand what Dusk is, you should know that such caution on my part is absolutely necessary.
So, say.
We have plenty of time to chat before your subordinates awaken from their slumber spells.”
“Okay.”
Turner pondered for a few seconds.
He was about to speak but was interrupted by a gesture from Murphy, the vampire lord pointed to his heart and then to his ear, and said to the Winter Wolf Martial Monk:
“Remove the guards from your mind, I want to hear your words and your heart, you can’t have one without the other! Therefore, I remind you for the last time.
If you are Dusk’s lapdog, then it is time to try and break out now.”
“I am not!”
Turner was flustered by the vampire’s skepticism.
But after three deep breaths, he literally disarmed the power of his mind defense, allowing Murphy to once again clearly hear the mind of the martial arts monk in front of him.
Not surprisingly, the guy’s mind was at peace.
The hearts of master martial monks were all this calm, a person whose heart was always filled with war and roar could not become a good martial monk, this path was far more polished for the heart than relying on martial arts, therefore, for those who only thought about hacking and slashing, switching to become a warrior was the path they were destined to take.
“Several years ago, I was still a scouting officer of the Winter Wolf Legion in the northern realm of the Great Wilderness, and during a particular escort mission, the Cesar barbarian bandit gangs of the Savage Realm attacked the unit I was with.
We were heavily damaged.
All of my brothers died in that attack, and even more horrifyingly, the important person we were escorting also disappeared after that disaster.”
Turner described in a low voice:
“But I was lucky that the place we were attacked was close to the Eye of the Wolf God Abbey, and before I breathed my last, Admiral Yuri, who was out picking up food, found me and rescued me.
Unfortunately, after spending eight months crawling back to earth from hell, I found myself declared dead in that war.
That was nothing to me.
I would have been a war orphan adopted by the Winter Wolf Legion, but I was responsible for the deaths of my brothers, and most importantly, I failed to complete that escort.
My failure had quite horrific results for my country, and even forced Her Majesty the Wolf Woman’s construction of the Great Wilderness to pause for a time.
The Kingdom of Nordtorf and the Frost Dwarves of the Great Wilderness almost fought a war because of my fault, and that was a sin that I will never be able to clear in my life, however, under the guidance of my god, I realized that it wasn’t an accidental attack after I set foot in the territory of the Western Saxon Barbarians for the first time a year later after I had crossed the Savage Realm.
It was Dusk that was behind it all!
My brothers and I, including the great man who died as a result of my mistake, and even the conflict between the two clans that nearly caused the civil war in Nordtorf, were all triggered by Dusk.
If it wasn’t for the fact that Her Majesty, the Wolf Girl, was wise enough to use political compromises in exchange for the Frost Dwarves’ concessions, then the war that once took place in Transylvania might have been repeated in Nordtorf.
As soon as I learned of all this, I realized that I would have to devote the rest of my life to the mission of fighting Dusk to the death.
This may be the reason the God of the North Winds allowed me to survive my defeat, or perhaps I am in fact already dead, appearing before your eyes as nothing more than a stubborn ghost unwilling to rest in peace.
Neither I nor those of my brethren can rest in peace until we see with our own eyes all the Dusk believers sent to hell!
This is the oath of a Nord.
This is the oath I took at the gates of hell!
Is that reason enough?”
“It sounds weighty, but before that, I must ask you a question.”
Murphy asked in an odd tone:
“That big shot you were escorting . Was it a Frost Dwarf? A gold-ranked frost dwarf?”
“Hmm?”
Turner rounded his eyes.
He said:
“How do you know?
You heard the answer in my mind?
No!
It cannot be, that is the secret I prayed to my God to seal before the shrine of the God of the North Wind, the secret that cannot be made public.”
“So, I was right, the true identity of Mr. X, the Dwarf victim, has been revealed.”
Murphy smiled.
He then told Turner everything that had happened on the third floor of the Scarlet Fortress Sewers before, and also included the story of Zweig, the Plague Rat King, and the unformed Plague Ghoul Overlord.
When he heard that the ghoul overlord’s “raw material” was a gold-ranked frost dwarf, Turner couldn’t stand it any longer.
This Winter Wolf Martial Monk’s entire body erupted with extremely cold killing intent, and he squeezed his voice out from between his teeth:
“What a bunch of brutes! Lord Rathir will suffer this humiliation even after his death, I swear that I will definitely avenge that honorable ruler.”
“Lord Latir?”
Murphy asked:
“So, is that the supreme lord of the Frost Dwarves?”
“It was the last Supreme Lord. Lord Rathir’s son, Baader Frostwind, has succeeded to the throne after his father’s crucifixion, and such a thing as a missing body is a horrible curse to the dwarves, so in order to stabilize the hearts of the Frostfort, Lord Baader declared to the public that his father was only missing yet not dead.”
Turner explained:
“That old Supreme Lord of the Frost Dwarves is one of the elders that Wolf Girl respects the most, and he was already an important political force within Nordtorf when Wolf Girl’s father was in power.
Dusk was clearly trying to shake up Wolf Girl’s rule by killing Lord Rathir, but they underestimated Wolf Girl as much as anyone else.
That heroic king’s bloodline was young, but its style was too decisive to be a woman’s, and it was fortunate that she was there to keep the matter from becoming a much worse affliction.
But who would have thought that Lord Latir would nearly destroy Governor Transylvania Murphy after his death, and you say that Lord Latir’s urn of ashes is in your hands?
Please understand, but I must return it to Frostburg.”
“I can understand that, and I am willing to help a poor dwarven soul return to his homeland.”
Murphy said falsely:
“Of course, if those Frost Dwarves are sensible enough, they owe it to my Transylvania for a kindly vampire to send their old monarch to his resting place.”
“Lord Baldur would surely appreciate your kindness, however, this matter will not end so simply.”
The martial monk Turner sighed:
“For his death was not the only tragedy at the time of Lord Latir’s attack, the Frost Dwarf’s sacred weapon, the ‘Winter’s Strike’, also disappeared along with the old lord into barbarian territory.
It was the absence of that divine gift of the hunting spear spear that caused Lord Badr’s position to not sit very securely now.
If we want to help stabilize Frost Castle, we have to find that hunting spear of Gaia, which is much harder than finding the old lord’s urn of ashes.”
“And that’s ‘we’?”
Murphy grunted:
“Your Excellency, I haven’t agreed to let you join our cause.”
“Then you would refuse a Divinely Chosen Martial Monk to serve you?”
Turner simply broke down, he spread his hands and asked:
“If you are unwilling, I will immediately turn around with the old dwarf’s ashes and leave.”
“Ch, the Nord’s foul temper.”
The vampire lord shook his head, pointed to the top of his head, and said:
“Report to the Adventurer’s Guild and Phantom Intelligence, Lord Turner, Lady Natalie and my servant Adele have both sworn to hunt the Twilight and avenge their father and elders. I think you and they will make very good partners.
Of course, in return for my accepting you, I would like you to become a martial arts monk trainer in Transylvania.
Please note that this is not a request.”
(End of chapter)