Variety: I Loaded the Dream Game

"Just be whoever you want to be." Xia Zhi replied.

"So cunning, doesn't that mean you didn't say anything?" Ai Luke puffed up his face and said, "You obviously said just now that as long as you ask for help, you will definitely be willing to help me."

"I didn't say I would help to the end."

Xia Zhi's words let the girl who has not experienced much in the world see for the first time that there are such annoying things as language loopholes in this world.

Chapter 47 The Arrival of the Quasi-Hero

On the way back, a game prompt like [Submission [-] (failed)] suddenly appeared in front of Xia Zhi.

"Is it because I have decided in my heart to give up this task?"

That's pretty humane.

Xia Zhi thought about it, and suddenly realized something.

He remembered that he had received this bounty mission from the Adventurer's Union, claiming that someone had found traces of the fallen ghosts nearby, and then followed the instructions given by the bounty mission to find the village step by step.

In other words, although they came here to take refuge, the traces of Amisha and the others have actually been discovered by humans.

"Let's remind them when we go back." Xia Zhi thought to himself.

Otherwise, maybe one day I will be taken away in a daze, and my hometown will not know.

However, when he walked out of the woods with such an idea, he saw fires flickering in the direction of the distant village, which was particularly dazzling in the dark night.

"Is there a bonfire party tonight?" Xia Zhi asked to himself in doubt.

However, is this fire too big?Did they burn down a house for fun?

Xia Zhi frowned slightly, with a faint premonition in his heart.

At this moment, a new game prompt appeared in front of his eyes:

[You have triggered a new branch task: guarding the last gathering place of the fallen ghosts (current integrity/required remaining integrity: 83%/50%)]

[Mission reward: 260 dream points]

"Well……"

The flickering flames in the distance woke up the lightly sleeping girl in her arms. Ai Luke raised his head, looked at the flames with a confused face, looked at Xia Zhi and asked, "Did something happen there?"

Xia Zhi didn't answer him, but just whispered "Hurry up" and quickened his pace.

Ai Luke also seemed to realize something, shut his mouth and stopped talking, and tightly grasped his clothes with both hands.

When Xia Zhi arrived near the village, what he saw was that the land was stained red with blood, the flames spread wantonly in the village, and the houses and corpses were gradually engulfed by the flames.

"The Zanguang Church kills the fallen ghosts. Anyone who has nothing to do with it, please leave here immediately." A middle-aged man holding a slender light blue long sword warned him coldly.

Xia Zhi looked around, and besides him, there was another young man holding a long, curved silver-white long sword that seemed to be composed of many fragments of different sizes, standing leisurely at the entrance of the village, symbolizing Sexually blocked the only way out.

And in the village in the distance, there is another figure holding a crimson long sword, wreaking havoc in the village, each swing of the long sword will cause a violent explosion, it seems that those flames and corpses on the ground should be him Caused.

However, he also encountered a little trouble now, a girl with the same fiery red long hair blocked his way.

Seeing that Lilia stopped the man, Xia Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, put down the girl in his arms, and whispered "Stay here and wait for me to come back", then walked towards the middle-aged man. The young man walks away.

"Don't get any closer." The middle-aged man took a slight step forward, blocking his figure.

"Is this the holy sword?" Xia Zhi looked at the thin sword that was also composed of many metal fragments in his arms, and asked curiously: "What's its name?"

Eight. [-] "Linglong"

"It has nothing to do with you." The middle-aged man's tone was cold.

"Your companion seems to be in some trouble, don't you plan to help him?" Xia Zhi asked without stopping, approaching him.

"It has nothing to do with you." The middle-aged man still refused to answer.

"Did the Zanguang Church only send you three? There are thousands of fallen ghosts here, aren't you afraid to let them go?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"From what you said just now, it seems certain that we are not fallen ghosts. Can I ask how you did it?"

Seeing that Xia Zhi was getting closer and closer to him, but he still had no intention of stopping, the middle-aged man had a look of vigilance in his eyes, his right hand had already grasped the hilt of the holy sword, and his tone was slightly heavier:

"It has nothing to do with you."

"Really?" Xia Zhi paused, "Then let me ask something related to me."

"what?"

The middle-aged man failed to ask this sentence out of his mouth.

He just felt that time seemed to have stopped.

In his retina, the boy who was still some distance away from him was already standing in front of him at this moment, raised his hand slightly, and drew an arc in the air.

In this slow-motion world, the boy's movements looked very natural, without any unnecessary movements, as if autumn leaves were slowly falling in the air, and it was difficult to be noticed.

However, the middle-aged man was unable to react, and could only watch the arc pass by his throat.

No blood, no pain.

As if lying on a soft cloud, the middle-aged man's body fell backwards.

He didn't realize that he had fallen, but he felt that the night sky was getting farther and farther away from him, and he felt the solid touch of the ground on his back, as if the earth stood upright behind him.

"Can you lend me your sword?"

The boy's voice was long overdue and reached his ears.It wasn't until then that he noticed that the holy sword that he had been holding tightly had appeared in the opponent's hand at some point.

But unfortunately, at this time, he no longer had the strength to snatch it back.

I see……

At the last moment before the middle-aged man's consciousness sank into darkness, one last thought flashed through his mind:

...You said it earlier.

Chapter 48 Summer Bugs Chirping

【Holy Sword: Hestoria】

When Xia Zhi held the slender holy sword in his hand, the name and purpose of this holy sword naturally appeared in his mind.

"Can it store the user's memory..."

It doesn't seem like it's going to help much in battle.

Xia Zhi glanced at the task bar of the game, the collection progress of the holy sword is still 0, which means that this sword is just an ordinary holy sword, not one of the five extreme ancient holy swords.

It stands to reason that even if the unique ability is not used, the holy sword can also give the holder a blessing in strength.But it is a pity that the holy sword relies on the holder to use magic resonance to function, and Xia Zhi has no magic power, so naturally it cannot be used normally.

But it doesn't matter, Xia Zhi didn't need the blessing brought by the holy sword.

"Speaking of which, you are really dedicated." Holding the holy sword in his hand, he walked up to the young quasi-hero with his back turned to him, who was concentrating on admiring the battle between the two not far away, and said in an emotional tone:

"It's so late to work overtime, do you have overtime pay?"

"……Eh?"

Facing the boy's voice that suddenly appeared in his ears, the young quasi-hero showed a look of astonishment on his face, apparently he did not expect that Xia Zhi could get here past the middle-aged man's obstruction.

And soon, he noticed the slender holy sword in Xia Zhi's hand.

"Hestoria...why is it in your hands? Where's Hudson?"

"You mean your companion?"

Xia Zhi turned around, glanced at the middle-aged man who was lying on the ground and did not move, and said after a moment of hesitation: "Probably...he is dead?"

"Shh-!"

Before he finished speaking, a silver-white sword light cut through the darkness and struck towards his throat.

"when--!"

There was a crisp metal impact, and the incoming sword light was blocked by Hestoria's slender sword. Xia Zhi looked at the young quasi-hero with vigilance and hostility in his eyes, and was about to say something when he saw The silver-white holy sword held by him suddenly shone with dazzling light.

next moment--

"boom--!!!"

The devastating explosion devoured everything around him, and the young quasi-hero narrowly avoided the scope of the explosion. Looking at the rising and surging white flames, he felt a little relieved.

However, in the next moment, a violent storm composed of countless sword glows suddenly appeared, tearing up the flame and blowing it away.The scorching air wave spread out, forcing the young quasi-hero to take half a step back.

"how is this possible!?"

Before he could express the horror in his heart, he saw a dazzling sword glow attacking him, and he subconsciously raised the holy sword in his hand to block between that sword glow and himself.

"Chong--!"

In the darkness, there was a fleeting spark.

Stop it!

The young quasi-hero breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment, with a crisp sound of insects cutting through the darkness, another beam of sword light passed his throat before he could react.

"why……"

The strength was continuously draining with the blood, and the moment he fell to the ground, the young quasi-hero was full of doubts.

Obviously, it has already been blocked...

……

Xia Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, and lowered his head to look at the long sword in his hand that was still dripping with blood.

The second sword, the sound of insects.

Different from Shang who pays attention to killing with one blow, the sword intent of this sword is divided into two swords, one virtual and one real, which can hit different parts of the same person, or two different people.

As long as the speed of the sword is properly adjusted, false moves can be converted into real moves in time at any time.