I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

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"Reminder: You are tailing Lanweier, your tailing skills are not very good, you have been..."

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"Warning: You were discovered by Lan Weier!"

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"Lanwell's vigilance towards you has increased!"

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"Ahem...forget it's not in the real world."

"But these hints are too bad, there is an illusion of playing with little butter..."

Facing Lan Weier with a suspicious face.

Roger could only pretend to be nothing and walked out from behind the bunker.

Then he greeted with a forced smile and said:

"good evening."

"Good evening."

Lan Weier held something in his hand and took half a step back, his expression looked a little stiff:

"Are you following me?"

Roger immediately shook his head like a rattle:

"I'm just walking."

"I just happened to meet you."

On the surface, Lan Weier seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but his eyes were still full of vigilance:

"That is indeed a bit of a coincidence."

"After all, there is nothing in this area other than historical relics."

"Except for a guy like me who is more fanatical about history, there are very few other people coming here."

Finish this sentence.

The two sides fell into an eerie silence.

Roger frowned slightly.

Bluewell was right.

The area where they are now is the inaccessible "temple area" of Hupan Village.

Said it was a temple.

In fact, there are only a few stone pillars and some stone tablets that have been weathered and clean.

It's just ruins here.

The power projected here by the spirit world is also very weak.

It is difficult for the psychic to gain any benefit here.

So no one usually comes here—except for those who are more interested in historical relics.

Bluewell seems to fit that perfectly.

This makes his rhetoric seem flawless.

"I was just about to ask you about your day."

Roger had nothing to say and said:

"I thought you wouldn't quit now that you had mustered up your courage."

Lan Weier reluctantly squeezed out a smile:

"I'm not as powerful as you are."

"I've heard of spirit world creatures like demon clowns. Obviously, these clowns are not the strongest enemies in the playground."

"I was very clear about my strength, so I chose to quit."

Roger nodded.

to be honest.

At this moment, he was actually very hesitant in his heart - for Lan Weier, he was rarely undecided.

This man was saved by himself.

The two don't get along too well.

Only the other party's name made Roger uneasy.

And he always felt that he was looking at himself tonight.

Bluewell's eyes...

Kind of weird!

It's not that ordinary weirdness, but it seems that there is another soul hiding in his body, and is trying to avoid his eyes!

The opponent's every move.

It's like a marionette!

"Have you been possessed?"

Roger secretly guessed in his heart.

But a powerful inspiration told him.

Lanweier is not possessed by any evil thing.

This puzzled him a lot.

In Roger's usual style.

I'm afraid it's already done.

After all, the other party is just a historical figure to put it bluntly.

But looking at Lan Weier's thin body and gentle temperament.

Roger always felt that he still had to keep the bottom line.

finally.

He suppressed the idea of ​​further pressure and torture.

He asked casually:

"I'm also somewhat interested in history."

"Have you gained anything here?"

hear this.

Lan Weier was stunned for a moment, as if his computer was stuck for a short moment.

But soon he reacted, and said very smoothly:

"Honestly, I found some amazing things here, related to the history of the Second Epoch."

"Um?"

Roger was a little surprised.

Bluewell didn't hesitate, and directly handed over a slate:

"Look."

"This is a "Sleepman's Book" from Xingjiao. Yes, it looks incomplete, but it was once used as a psychic to summon the "Angel of Death". "

"I dug this up under the ruins."

"You know what that means..."

Roger took the slate.

After a light touch.

on the data bar.

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"Hint: You have obtained the 'Sleeper's Catalog', your historical knowledge +10"

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"Has anyone ever summoned the angel of death here?"

Roger pondered:

"Is the Angel of Death the type to fight?"

Bluewell shook his head:

"No, the angel of death is in charge of art, appeasement and silence. The reason why he has the title of "death" is only because he is a servant of the "lord of breath". "

"The angel of death usually only appears with the Lord of Breath, and it is the person around the Lord of Breath."

"And on the territory of Xijiao, it will only appear in the most important celebrations."

Hear here.

Roger instantly understood what Lanwell meant:

"You mean, this used to be the site of Xijiao?"

"or……"

"The master of interest has appeared here before?"

Bluewell nodded.

His tone returned to calm:

"Strange, isn't it?"

"This is obviously the place where the spirit world and reality are blended under the control of the ancient Vilan, but there are traces left by the Lord of Breath."

Speaking of which.

He stopped suddenly.

He looked at Roger for a few seconds, seemingly hesitant to speak.

Finally, he shook his head:

"Mr Roger."

"I'm going to leave."

"Taking advantage of this month's freedom of movement, I decided to take a look at the lakeside village, the old castle and its vicinity."

"I'm not at all interested in the treasures of the elders now."

"I just want to explore some historical secrets before I leave. This is my biggest wish now."

When it's all said and done.

He saluted Roger respectfully.

Then left silently.

Roger noticed.

The path he took was indeed heading in the direction of Weylon Castle.

Watching Lan Weier's figure gradually disappear into the thick fog.

There were many indescribable feelings in Roger's heart.

Bluewell may have sensed his murderous intent.

He may have had to leave early.

"If he is really Weilan, even if he is not my opponent, he will have 10,000 ways to avoid me."

"Am I too suspicious?"

Roger sighed softly.

Think back carefully to the experience of getting to know Lan Weier so far.

The two got along quite happily.

The other party is obviously just a historical figure.

And the strength is not strong.

But Roger has a sense of confidant.

This feeling he almost never felt in other people.

So Lanwell's departure made him feel pity.

Fortunately, he has never been a tangled person.

not to mention.

when entering this world.

The system reminded him that historical figures are just historical figures.

Get too caught up in it.

On the contrary, it may lead to disaster.

Now he returned the same way.

However, when he passed Anxi Lake, he deliberately took a detour and walked in the direction of the playground.

The dense fog grew stronger at night.

Roger could hear strange noises coming from the playground.

Those voices didn't sound like human beings at all.

It's like coming to a lively zoo.

He just wanted to get closer to the guardrail for a closer look.

Butler Medog appeared like a ghost.

He tapped his cane vigorously, and said solemnly:

"Playground needs time to fix."

"Please stop."

Roger shrugged.

He turned around slowly, and took a look inside as far as he could.

Thick fog.

He saw nothing.

In Medog's nervous eyes.

Roger left peacefully.

He walked along the path by the lake for 3 minutes.

A crow suddenly flew over and landed on Roger's shoulder.

Flutter.

The crow turned into soap.

"Master, I can't see anything clearly in the fog, but I can sense the breath of many kinds of spiritism!"

"There should be at least three or more monsters involved in the restoration of the playground."

Shandy quickly reported.

"At least three?"

Roger nodded thoughtfully.

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night.

Because the inspiration is still abundant.

Roger didn't waste time either, he chose the "Ascension Ritual" of "The Law of the Sword"!

Thanks to the rich wife's wife.

Roger had plenty of psychics and materials on hand.

The last time it was consumed was after the time plank road.

He still has two copies on hand.

That's enough for him to improve his necromancy with any pose.

After a touch of incense.

Roger came to the spirit world again.

This time it was still a choice between the two, but he chose the knife master plank road.

So when the scene is switched over.

He appeared directly on the third platform of the plank road.

With the last experience.

Roger walked unhurriedly on the knife master plank road.

I don't know how long this walk will take.

Time seems to be a meaningless concept in the spiritual world.

Roger went on until he was exhausted and lost consciousness.

finally.

When he looked up at the endless starry sky and slowly high cliffs.

He has successfully reached the sixth platform!

It's just after crossing the sixth platform.

Roger obviously felt the pressure increase.

Although there is no monster interference.

But every gust of wind, shaking, and heart palpitations made him a little hard to resist.

he knows.

This is almost his limit.

go up further.

It is easy to fall short and fall to the bottom!

At this time, closing hands is the most perfect.

But Roger still had some doubts in his heart.

It stands to reason that he is now a four-star inspiration boss.

It's not enough to go up to 97 steps.

How much inspiration was the knife owner at the end of the steps?

To know.

According to his visual estimation.

There are at least 300 steps on the knife master plank road!

"Wait, I seem to have made a mistake!"

"It's never the number of steps that determines the level of spiritism, but the height on the cliff of the spirit world!"

Roger suddenly woke up.

Because the height is often linked to the number of steps.

So he subconsciously confused the two into one concept.

But it's not like that.

Since the plank road is built in a zigzag shape, in order to slow down the slope, the number of steps is much more than straight up and down.

Sometimes to get around certain raised rocks.

The plank road even has to go down for a while!

These roads are actually "invalid climbing".

But it also consumes a lot of inspiration.

If so.

Walking on the plank road seems to have disadvantages.

For starters.

The plank road can effectively help reduce the difficulty.

But for seniors.

The existence of plank roads magnifies the climber's need for inspiration!

Roger felt suddenly.

The existence of the five-element plank road has a taste of "welcome novices and suppress veterans".

Combining what I saw during the day and the conversation with Lanwell.

Roger had a faint guess in his heart.

He sank at the moment.

Consciousness exits the astral world.

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"Ascension Ceremony: You have walked a total of 66 steps this time, and your performance has surpassed 99% of psychics. The sword master's attention is now in effect..."

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"You have obtained psychic points: knife * 66;

Your Necromancy: Knife is upgraded to Tier III;

Your battle has been upgraded to 5 stars (officially)"

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"The Attention of the Sword Master: You have received a gift from the Sword Master (Chi Jing Collection)"

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"Chi Jing Treasure: The secret book of the third level of sword teaching. After practicing, you can learn the original psychic art of the sword master."

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"Real world panel: Your killing bit +0.08"

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In a humble hut.

Roger looked down.

Unconsciously.

He had an extra thin booklet in hand.

The book is foggy.

It seems that mysterious and mysterious power is exuding.

"Owner!"

Sandy suddenly shouted:

"There's something wrong with this book!"

Roger was taken aback.

At that moment he asked in a deep voice:

"How did you know?"

"Yes, your inspiration is seven stars..."

"My perception here is far inferior to yours!"

Roger gave a wry smile.

I didn't expect that I would have a day when I didn't feel enough.

Who knew that Sandy would actually say in a low voice:

"I don't use perception."

Roger was taken aback again.

But listen to Sandy said:

"It says on the cover of the book..."

""If you want to practice this skill, you must ask three questions;

What is a knife?

What is a human being?

What is spirit?

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"There are indeed three problems here."

Hear here.

Roger's expression gradually became numb.

He pondered for a moment.

After all, there is no secret book given by the sword master——

The reason.

One is that he doesn't trust the knife owner enough;

The second reason is that his demand for spiritism is already very low.

There is only one purpose for Roger to come to the historical world——

Killing Persona!

As long as you can walk far enough on the cliff of the spiritual world.

The rest are false!

But Sandy interrupted like this.

He did remember a question.

This guy is a macho with 7 inspirations, can he perform the "Ascension Ritual"?

If possible.

Where can it go?

Think here.

Roger couldn't wait to drag Sandy to Ascension.

Anyway, he has no shortage of materials.

But it was almost dawn at this time——

The ascension ceremony must be at night, otherwise the breath of the spirit world is too weak, and the ascension will be greatly reduced.

So he could only temporarily suppress this thought.

After returning from the spirit world.

Roger took a short nap in the room.

quickly.

The sound of footsteps was heard in the village.

The first round of games for the rest.

It will start today.

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morning.

Rest in peace in the playground of Hubei.

The mist was thick.

The laughter of the clown and the snow girls was mixed with a few shrill screams.

Outside the fence.

Medog announced coldly:

"The fourth group is over, and there are no survivors."

"The fifth group."

The portal quietly opened.

The fifth group of psychics walked in with firm expressions.

quickly.

Another round of the game has begun.

business as usual.

No surprises.

This made Motuo heave a sigh of relief.

His gaze has been sweeping back and forth in the crowd.

very good.

Roger was not found.

That guy is finally safe today.

Medog thought so in his heart.

"No matter how terrible your origin is, no matter how powerful your strength is, as long as today is over, you will not be able to tolerate rampant..."

His eyes slowly turned to the playground.

Just at this moment.

A demon clown with a creepy smile limped past with a chainsaw.

Medog showed a satisfied expression.

"This clown is very dedicated..."

in a blink.

The clown disappeared from his sight.

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After a while.

The clown made it through most of the playground's features without a hitch.

Came to an invisible door.

He held out his hands.

Gently touch the door.

A soft and misty touch came slowly.

on the data bar.

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"Do you want to enter the spirit world: Snow Girl Camp?"

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"Reminder: You have come to the Snow Girl Camp"

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"Note: You begin your trek through the Snow Maiden camp.

You skim the stream at the Snow Maiden's camp.

You pass through the valley at the Snow Maiden's camp.

You climbed the sacred peak of the Snow Maiden's Camp.

You found the belief totem in the Snow Maiden's camp - you felt the favor of the Frost Lord, and you realized that the Snow Maiden is actually a member of the Frost Lord's family.

You have obtained a secret message"

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"You got 2 pieces of dust from the spiritual world"

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"Warning: You have been discovered by a group of snow girls! Please make a decision——

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The high-dimensional perspective is in effect.

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Option 1: Run away (run away without looking back)

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Selection result: There is a 50% probability that the higher-ups of the Xuenv Camp will find the abnormality and report it to the Frost Lord.

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Option 2: Deceive (tell them that you are actually a Snow Maiden too, just with a different look)

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Choice result: 1% of mentally handicapped snow girls will believe this, and the rest will join forces to attack you.

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Option 3: Shoot (although you don’t have a tank, and the today’s affix of the possession ring has nothing to do with tanks, you can still choose to shoot these snow girls;

Tip 1: In the spirit world, psychic soap has 200% power;

Tip 2: Tanks can also be emergency items when necessary)

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The result of the choice: successfully annihilate all the Yuki women who discovered the anomaly, and it will not cause any commotion.”

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"Do I have any choice?"

Roger shrugged.

Skillfully, he took out a piece of soap from his waist.

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