That's not a game

【All I can do is to watch you and the lonely king with broken wings fall to the bottom of the tower together. 】

【That picture, even when I was old, I couldn't forget it. 】

[Sorry, poet, I was weak and failed to protect you.I can only replace you and use my life to protect everything you love. 】

[If anyone can see this letter in the future, please help me to say sorry to that poet. 】

【If you can find him...】

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...【The failed knight—Yura Gunnhild. 】

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The content of the letter was not much, but it was enough to silence the three people present.

Through the words in this letter, they can clearly feel the powerlessness of being a knight but not being able to protect the person they want to protect.

They could even feel how powerless and sad the female knight was when she wrote these words.

As a knight, she wants to protect the poet because of his gentle smile, beautiful singing voice, and firm eyes.

And guarding is the bounden duty of a knight!

But in the end, she couldn't even fulfill her bounden duty.

This powerless sorrow was truly transmitted from the words to the hearts of the three people present.

"Huh... this female knight named Yula Gunhild is really a great knight."

Looking at the unintelligible letter paper in his hand, Kong murmured.

Although I couldn't understand it, I was shocked!

This is Kong's current state of mind.

On the side, the middle-aged president with the most experience was the fastest to recover from this emotion, took a deep breath, and said instead, "Ximei, take a screenshot of this letter, and then paste the translated content on Let’s post it online.”

"Do you want to add the suffix of our guild? President, this is a good opportunity to gain popularity." Ximei asked tentatively.

The middle-aged president thought for a moment, then smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "Forget it, don't add any suffixes, this female knight's sincere heart of protection should not be tarnished like this, but more people should know about this letter." , Let more people know about this poet, go to find this poet, so as to replace this female knight, and say sorry to the poet.”

"Yes! President!"

Ximei, I salute you.

Only then did Kong understand that the other party's ability to become the president of such a large guild was not based solely on money.

"Let's go, we should go to the next level. We must know why the wind god Barbatos abandoned his crown! That poet, what kind of existence is it, is waiting for us to find!"

The middle-aged president clenched his fists and said so.

Kong also raised his head, looking at the seemingly endless sky in this mysterious place, his eyes were a little dazed.

Who is this poet?Why... always give him a familiar feeling?

Kong also wanted to know the true identity of the poet.Therefore, he, the president, and Ximei all put on the wings of the wind and flew to a higher position in this secret realm by riding the updraft.

On the other side, when Ximei took the title of this letter and posted it on the Internet, it also gained a lot of reading in an instant.

After all, the news of the secret realm "Barbatos Abandoning God" was sent through his personal account on a certain website, and many people are paying attention to the follow-up information of this secret realm.

And they also started a discussion under Ximei's new post.

[Title——The trip to the secret realm "The Wind God Barbatos Abandoning the God's Throne", we found a letter, a letter written by a female knight to the poet in the old Mond period, this letter, perhaps should be given Everyone sees it. 】

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Floor 1: "The protective heart of this female knight named Yula makes people feel very sad."

Floor 3: "I... I feel like crying when I look at it. As a knight, I can't protect the person I want to protect the most. I can only protect the world for him, woo woo woo."

Floor 8: "Damn, I'm at this age, I shouldn't have cried, but I still cried."

Floor 18: "Fuck! They're all knives! They're all knives, they're all knives... Woohoo, I can already smell knives in this secret realm of Fengshen."

Floor 26: "But, this knife...I...I want to eat it."

Floor 35: "What kind of character is this poet? He actually fell with that lonely king with broken wings."

Floor 41: "I feel that this poet may be for everything he loves, so use your own sacrifice to protect it all."

Floor 68: "Isn't that lonely king with broken wings very likely to be the tyrant from the old Mond period?"

Floor 98: "If this is the case, then the relationship between the poet and the Fengshen is quite deep!"

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Under the post, comments flicked one after another.

On the other side of the online world, these comments are being screened by some people for the most useful comments, and then screenshots are sent to a group.

Siqing: "@我喜欢萌妹, the post you just posted, I took a screenshot of some useful comments, you can take a look to see if it is helpful for your next exploration of the secret realm."

123 Wooden Man: "Yes, yes, we are all sorting out those comments."

娚娚: "That's right, group leader, you can continue to explore the secret realm, and leave the review information to us."

I like Mengmei: "OK, thank you for your hard work, I will pass the information you have compiled to the president."

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In the secret realm, Ximei, who received the news, sorted out the information that Qin Si and others had just sorted out and said it.

The middle-aged president who had already come to the second level of the secret realm nodded while listening, and murmured, "That is to say, the Lonely Broken Wing King in the letter from the female knight Yula Gurnhilde , most likely the overthrown tyrant Dekarabian?"

Ximei nodded, "Yes, in the stories sung by the Mond people, Dekarabian also has the title of the lonely king of the tower. It is associated with the lonely king with broken wings and the poet who fell to the bottom of the tower together. This letter The Lonely King and the High Tower Lonely King Dekarabian should be the same person."

"And this poet, is it very possible that he sacrificed himself to overthrow the tyrant's rule?" The middle-aged president rubbed his chin and said to himself.

"Well, this is the reply that most people agree with in the comment section of the post just now." Ximei nodded.

The middle-aged president also nodded, his expression froze in thought, and he turned to look at Kong aside, and asked quite suddenly, "Why do you think the poet fell to the bottom of the tower with the lonely king?"

Kong's expression froze, hesitating for a moment, and then he asked tentatively, "Is it possible... that the lonely king was greedy for the beauty of the poet, and then took the poet with him when he fell?"

"Uh..." The middle-aged president was stunned, and Ximei beside him was also stunned. The two looked at each other, and they both noticed the hesitation in each other's eyes.

This hesitation is because they somehow felt that Kong Gang's guess, which seemed like a joke, might be the truth?

But soon, they shook their heads and waved their hands with Sora, and said in unison, "How is it possible, how could a tyrant like people who overthrow him."

"That's it."

"How is it possible! Hahaha! How is it possible, hahaha!"

Sora laughed, embarrassed.

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Kong is a little flustered now, he always feels that he knows some terrible secrets.

This game called Yuanshen seems to be not as simple as he thought.

But he understood that the more panicked he was, the more calm he had to be.

Because panic is useless most of the time!

Of course, it's useless to be calm, unless you can find some solution, otherwise it's just to make yourself a little more confident.

So, now Kong is calmly looking at the second checkpoint in front of him, waiting for new hints from Ximei next to him.

They used the wings of the wind and came here after riding the updraft.

And this second level is obviously completely different from the first level. The first level is just a very ordinary platform with a few Qiuqiu people and the wind element tablet.

But for the second checkpoint, they are standing on a narrow platform with an updraft, and there is nothing in the air in front of them, only three vertical cuboid-shaped platforms are suspended in mid-air in a parallel posture. , like three pillars, there is some distance between each other.

And above the platforms of the three cuboid pillars, each has a dim monument of wind elements, waiting to be lit.

"What should I do next?"

Kong looked at Ximei who was aside, because the latter had been thinking for a long time.

Xi Mei was silent for a moment, before she said, "Actually, people before us haven't been here yet."

"Uh……"

"Don't look at me with that kind of eyes. Although our "Pioneers" belong to a first-class large-scale game guild, the problem is that if the previous level failed to trigger the Wind Element Monument and forcefully beat those Qiuqiu people, It will attract the Qiuqiu rock helmet king up to level 50, and we don't have the eyes of God, there is nothing we can do! "

The middle-aged president coughed lightly, turned away from this embarrassing topic, and coughed, "So Ximei, do you have any thoughts on this second level?"

"The way I see it, we need a Pathfinder...huh?"

Ximei raised her eyebrows suddenly, turned around, and saw a burly man with big hair flying up, panting, with a pair of wings of wind.

"The Sajia is really a Buddha. Why are these Qiuqiu people so outrageous? A small stick can be swung even harder than the big stick of the Sajia, huh? Why don't you move here? Why... why are you all looking at Laozi?"

"Cough cough!"

The middle-aged president coughed lightly, and said seriously, "Old Gang, now I have a very difficult task for you."

"What are you doing?! President, although my old man is indeed a straight man and doesn't know how to bend, but every time you talk about a difficult task, you will definitely not do me any good! This time, labor and management must be right. You damn capitalist say no!"

"Then your wife may know tonight that you play games all night without children."

"President! For us "pioneers", the Sa family is willing to throw their heads!Sprinkle blood!On the mountain of knives!Go to sea of ​​fire! "

"Well, let's go, use the wings of the wind to fly there and try to see if there are any traps in the three wind elemental monuments."

"What the hell! President, labor and capital are fucking him!"

"Old Gang, what the hell..."

The middle-aged president's complexion turned dark, watching the strong man spread the wings of the wind, and after shaking all three platforms in the air with a very flexible posture, he just flew back, patted his chest and said, "What the fuck? , President, nothing wrong!"

"Your wife already knows that you stay up late playing games without bringing your children."

"My hair?! Chairman, you are a vicious capitalist who doesn't keep your word! Hey... my wife, why did you call? Ah? Playing games, how is it possible? work."

"What? The president said that I stayed up late to play games without bringing my children? No, no, no, how is that possible! I love our children the most, how could I not bring games for my children, my wife, listen to me... Bah! Explain."

The middle-aged president gave Lao Gang a last glance, then looked at Kong with a gentle smile, raised his chin, and signaled, "Old Gang has already scouted the way for you, there should be no danger."

"Okay...Okay, President, I'll go right away."

Kong swallowed his saliva, and quickly spread out his wings of wind, and with the help of the updraft, he flew towards the three rectangular pillar-like platforms.

He first flew to the first platform from left to right, formed a wind vortex with wind element force, and lightly lit the wind element monument.

The next moment, Sora felt as if he had activated some mechanism, and the platform under his feet moved heavily.

"Hey! Yes, yes! The stone pillar turned around!"

On the platform not far away, Ximei pointed to the platform below Kong in surprise.

Kong Chi asked, "Then... what's next?"

"Let me see, there seems to be a pattern on this pillar. What kind of pattern is it? It seems to be a wing, mixed with black and white, with waves below, and dark clouds in the sky. I don't know what it is. Please give it a try." Inspire the next elemental tablet."

"OK……"

Kong lightly jumped, unfolded the wings of wind, glided to the second platform, and activated the second wind element monument.

Under his feet, the stone pillar began to rotate again, revealing the pattern corresponding to the previous pattern.

"Yes! This seems to be a bird flying against a storm on the sea, but its head hasn't come out yet, turn to the next one!"

Under Ximei's urging, Kong quickly activated the last wind element monument, and flew back to the platform where the three pillars could be seen before.

And when the last stone pillar was turned around, the three stone pillars were completely joined together and became a painting.

It was a petrel, a petrel soaring in the storm!

It seems that it is not afraid of the storm, and it is challenging the storm!

"Let the storm come more violently—"

Sora and the others thoroughly felt that proud attitude, their longing for freedom, and their bravery without fear of the storm.

It was a resonance from the depths of the soul, and this petrel seemed to represent some kind of brave, free, and proud will.

They stared at the petrel, speechless for a long time.