The Witch of Zongwang: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Chapter 112 Maybe I Need a Scroll of Forgetfulness (First Update!)

A scarlet, poisonous mist enveloped everything.

Marwan-Ye moved cautiously through them.

He is a comprehensive player.

When I came to this battlefield this time, I also wanted to get a high-quality longbow through the battlefield merchant of Elf Spear.

He had already followed the large army to the Elf Spear camp and unlocked the camp store.

In an instant, he fell in love with one of the magic bows that had added precision and arrow penetration.

Good guy, when it comes to magic bows and arrows, it has to be elves.

Marwan-Ye felt itchy.

It's a pity that he is not a warrior who is like a battlefield meat grinder.

In the absence of weapons, he could only do some sneaky work.

For example: detecting enemy troops and finding missing elf civilians.

Although it is a small battlefield for apprentices.

But its task resources are enough for everyone to distribute.

In particular: a certain comprehensive network player who was originally leaning towards their side went offline at the start of the game.

Now, the mission resources on Elf Spear's side can be said to be extremely abundant.

"The energy is a bit tense..."

Marwan-ye, who was gradually getting deeper into the scarlet poisonous mist, was always paying attention to his own condition.

After discovering that the poison buff stack exceeded a certain danger threshold, he directly activated his professional ability to remove it.

However, this kind of removal requires the consumption of professional energy resources.

Marwan-Ye roughly calculated the extent of his energy consumption, and he felt that he could go deeper.

However, he is better than that medicine jar...

Thinking about a certain online player who had stunned him before and took a potion to detoxify him, Marwan-Ye felt that he couldn't help but feel sour in his mouth.

In this battlefield, each comprehensive network player has his or her own way of opening it.

That person B chose the most expensive one...

Marwan-ye's item backpack is also stocked with potions.

But it is used to save lives at critical moments.

To put it simply, the instant recovery potion in combat is used as a continuous recovery potion in a non-combat state.

Just as Marwan-Ye was walking alone through the dead silence of the land, he suddenly heard movement in the distance.

The furry ears kept shaking, Marwan-ye quietly caught the message in the wind.

He heard dull roars and wails.

Is there any hostility?

Marwan Yedun was lying on the ground covered with withered plants.

The aura of spell-like abilities gradually covered up his traces.

The scarlet poisonous fog is an advantageous environment for the enemy, but it can also be regarded as a dim, low-light environment.

For a being like him who wanders in the shadows, he is not a fish in water, but he can barely swim on the edge of the battlefield.

On the main battlefield, Marwan-ye is not going to go.

It's too dangerous. It's easy to lose money without making enough money to repay the ticket price.

As a comprehensive network player who pursues cost-effectiveness, Marwan-Ye feels that his decision is normal.

Marwan-ye walked carefully through the withered grass, and the dry, hard grass stalks pinched his soft belly.

Finally, after silently crawling over a small hill on the grass, Marwan-Ye saw the source of the strange noise from a distance:

Under the scarlet mist, the bodies of strong and ferocious orcs were scattered in the open space in the distance.

Their faces were full of frightened and distorted expressions.

Scarlet, filthy blood was scattered in every corner of the earth, making everything look like a cruel and bloody graffiti.

Death, killing, and unwilling souls seem to still linger in this bloody battlefield.

Beyond their corpses was an elven village still emitting some black smoke.

The air was filled with a strange smell of burnt meat and something rotten, and Marwan Ye felt inexplicably nauseous.

who?

At this moment, Marwan Ye felt an inexplicable chill in his body!

A sense of déjà vu as death approached crazily, causing the hair on his body to swell up instantly!

In a trance, Marwan-ye seemed to have returned to his childhood.

At that time, he was still a little one.

Unbeknownst to his parents, a huge mountain eagle stared at him.

That was the moment Marwan-ye came closest to death.

To this day, he remembers all this clearly.

It was something indescribable, so cold that it was almost suffocating, and the fishy smell in the air seemed to have become particularly obvious.

Marwan-ye didn't dare look up, he knew it.

Something in the sky is staring at him!

At this time, you must not raise your head!

The cruel high-altitude predator will capture the eyes of anyone who dares to look it in the eyes!

Don't raise your head, absolutely not...

"What are you doing with your head down? I thought it was the enemy..."

Then, Marwan-Ye heard a somewhat familiar voice.

Marwan-ye's ears perked up, he remembered.

Yes, it’s the voice of a comprehensive network player who was offline at the beginning...

For a moment, Marwan-ye thought it would be nice to lie on the ground like this.

But in the next moment, Marwan-ye calmly moved his face out of the grass nest.

Thick, swollen hair has become the best thing in the game that hinders social death.

Then, Marwan-ye looked at Yi Xia who moved his face curiously, as if he wanted to take a closer look.

His mouth twitched slightly.

Maybe, I should give him a scroll of forgetfulness...

Then, Marwan-ye looked at the vague remaining abundant blood in Yi Xia and the faintly heard howl of his soul.

After thinking about it:

Maybe, I should get myself a scroll of forgetfulness...

Marwan-Ye felt frustrated.

Even the ears that were originally erect drooped.

"This is a traditional ritual of the Keowu people. It can enhance... well, the detection range a little."

Marwan-ye said with a smile.

He felt that at this moment, his expression management was absolutely master level.

Otherwise, what else can we do?

In this situation, I can only smile...

Yi Xia nodded, indicating that he fully understood:

"There are some surviving elven civilians and children ahead. You can take them to the base camp."

Yi Xia pointed to the village over there where black smoke was still rising, and then said this.

Faced with Yi Xia's statement, Marwan Ye was obviously hesitant:

"You saved this person."

He looked at Yi Xia and said.

As he spoke, he rubbed his hands, obviously a little confused about this.

He felt that he had taken advantage of Yi Xia...

"Yes, but the rest of the work is yours."

"I'm not fighting for them."

After Yi Xia finished speaking, he stood up from the clouds.

He will help the elven civilians eliminate those evil scarlet believers, but that doesn't mean he will protect them all the way back to the base camp.

These are two different things.

The former is moral and moral, while the latter is the duty of the camp.

Afterwards, Yi Xia flew to the top of the scarlet poisonous fog.

Now, it's meal time!

The next moment, the scarlet poisonous mist began to gather crazily towards the area where Yi Xia was!

got windy?

Marwan-ye, who was standing on the ground, raised his head.

Then in a trance, he saw two "stars", one large and one small...

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