Chapter 158 Promotion Certificate

"So that's it. It's an illusion that can affect the mind. It's a bit troublesome, but it's not unsolvable."

In the Wind Rest City Inn.

After taking the potion, the weaver mentor Alton, who had completely recovered to normal, described to the two new great wizards what the six of them encountered on the first floor of the Sad Theater.

While the mentor and the great wizard were talking, Qi Heng was standing by, dawdling to pack up the bottles and jars used to make potions, trying to eavesdrop on their conversation.

From the description of mentor Alton, Qi Heng learned that after the six of them entered the Sad Theater that night, they watched a bloody performance uncontrollably.

Then he turned into an actor in the performance and performed it again.

Although they came out of the Sad Theater later, the performance still appeared in front of them from time to time, making them unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

And the great wizard Quint, the fourth-level sixth-level weaver, analyzed that there should be a very strong illusion in the Sad Theater.

Whether it was the performance they saw or the performance they performed again, those were illusions that did not exist.

Next time you enter, as long as you prepare in advance and break the illusion, the Sad Theater will fall apart.

With the conclusion of the Grand Mage, everyone in the Violet Eye Mission felt relieved.

Qi Heng left the room after he understood the whole story. As an apprentice, he still had a lot of work to do today.

He first covered his mouth and nose with a towel, and then tied the towel behind his head with a rope.

He used this method to make a simple mask, and then dared to walk into the yard.

Because the potion formula given by Li Feng has a magical effect on treating the mental effects of the Sad Theater.

Therefore, the Violet Eye is now obliged to assist the Purple Gold Flower Church to produce potions on a large scale.

For those who went crazy because of hearing the singing of the Sad Theater at night.

However, the work of brewing potions was given to Bonnie by the Grand Mage Liquor.

Because Bonnie has the blood of giants, historically, giants have talents in alchemy, herbal medicine, etc. that are difficult to match with other races.

At this moment, Bonnie is being helped by a group of apprentices.

In the courtyard of the inn, many crucibles for boiling medicine were set up. She was boiling a potion to cure the illusion of the Sad Theater.

But Qi Heng always felt that the strong liquor must have overlooked a problem, that is, Bonnie's giant bloodline was impure.

Although the potion she made was of good quality and high purity, for some reason, her potion always had a smell of feces and urine.

"This may also be a talent."

Qi Heng sighed with a towel covering his nose.

In addition, there was another thing that made Qi Heng happy, that is, because the healing potion was useful, the food of their Violet Eye in the inn was finally improved.

But there is no wall that is impenetrable, and Qi Heng never thought of hiding it.

So now, whether it is the cook of the inn or the residents of Fengxi City, they all know it.

The healing potion was not brought by the great wizard of Violet Eye, but by Lai Yin of their Fengxi City, who left it before going to sea.

In the eyes of the residents of Fengxi City, it was not Violet Eye that cured the patient, but their bachelor.

Therefore, their attitude towards the Violet Eye Mission was only a little less repulsive, but two points more arrogant.

"This matter of treating strange things still depends on our scholars in Fengxi City."

"That is to say, if it weren't for Mr. Lai Yin, the people of Violet Eye would still be crazy."

Qi Heng had heard the cooks say this when he passed by the kitchen of the inn.

But as Qi Heng no longer had to eat cold bread, he thought while drinking hot potato soup, what bicycles do you want? This is good.

And at this moment, he felt even more that when Lai Yin came back, he must find a way to let Lai Yin and Huang Yanyan know each other.

For the official of the player world, this relationship must not be broken.

...

In the early morning of August 19, the sky gradually turned pale in the east.

The weak sunlight shone on the Sad Theater standing on the lighthouse island, reflecting the hideous and mottled ancient gargoyles on the top floor of the theater.

After a night of discussion and rest, Quint, Liquor, Alton, and a group of high-level weavers of the Violet Eye Mission began to prepare to enter the Sad Theater again.

Just like that night, when Quint put his hand on the heavy main door of the theater, the door automatically opened a gap for people to pass through.

The weavers who were ready filed in again.

As the door with complicated and strange patterns closed silently, Bonnie lowered her head and asked Qi Heng:

"With the Grand Master here this time, they should be able to pass through the first floor of the theater smoothly, right?"

Perhaps it was Bonnie's question that reminded Qi Heng of his experience of taking care of a mentally abnormal mentor these days.

Looking at the Sad Theater in front of him, Qi Heng took a breath and replied:

"Who knows? At worst, let them drink the potion you made again."

Bonnie thought about it and asked unwillingly:

"Is it so bad? I think it's okay."

Qi Heng rubbed his eyebrows speechlessly:

"Junior sister, sometimes I feel that the potion you made is exactly the same as the Sad Theater."

"Huh? What does this mean?"

"Both can cause psychological damage."

Bonnie:...

The golden morning light sprinkled from the east, reflecting the brilliant blue sea.

Because of the first experience, plus the presence of two great wizards.

The weavers who entered the Violet Eye again did not get lost in the illusion played on the first level.

They used the previously prepared ritual to break the illusion, and finally were able to see the true appearance of the first floor of the Theater of Sorrow.

But facing the ruins of the entire first floor, not only the mentor Alton, but also the archmage Quint and Lijiu were stunned.

What about the treasure? What about the promised power?

Why is there nothing here except broken stone pillars and broken halls?

"It shouldn't be. Shouldn't there be nothing in the Lost Land that has existed for tens of thousands of years?"

Archmage Quint was a little anxious.

As a lost place sunk to the bottom of the sea, if there were no special treasures or power, it would have long since decayed on the bottom of the sea.

It is absolutely impossible for him to suddenly appear in this world for no reason.

"I see!"

When all the spell weavers were shocked and strange, Alton stroked the fracture of a broken wall and suddenly said loudly:

"We had previously speculated that there were people entering the theater before we first entered the theater, you see."

Alton said and asked everyone to look at the break in the wall:

"These broken wounds are all new. They must have been caused by the being who entered the theater before!"

"What?!"

Quint, who didn't really understand the previous situation, widened his eyes and was shocked.

Has anyone passed the Theater of Sorrow level one already? Obtained the power and treasure here? Destroy the entire first floor?

How can this be?

If nothing else, breaking through the illusion just now is not something that ordinary high-level transcendent beings can do.

The few people on their trip were not only of high rank, but also people with complete Spellweaver heritage in the Violet Eye.

But even so, when facing the illusion just now, they made a lot of preparations and spent a lot of effort before they successfully cracked it.

But looking at the newly destroyed wall in front of him, Quint and other Spellweavers were there.

You don't need to think about it to know that the first person to enter the first floor of the Theater of Sadness must have cracked the illusion.

And not only that, he must have also grabbed the power or treasure that existed on the first level.

"This statement is quite credible."

Archmage Lijiu walked among the ruins, looking up at the entire shattered hall. A little fear emerged from her heart, and she murmured:

"What kind of strength and rank should the person who broke through the illusion and destroyed it all have?"

…

The midday sun passed through the gaps woven by the lush leaves and left a bright spot on the writing table in front of Li Feng.

August 19th, the game world of Endless Sea, the seventh game cycle.

Li Feng sat in front of the desk in his room, playing with the white gold invitation letter.

The Surprise Attack docked at the dock area of ​​Wind's Rest City last night.

It was night, so there was almost no one in the dock area, and it was difficult to walk around in the dark.

Except for those who had people waiting at home, most of the crew members chose to continue sleeping on the ship for one night and wait for dawn before disembarking.

Li Feng took advantage of the fact that it was dark and the crew members were asleep, so he and Shia quietly went to the lighthouse island to sacrifice a thunder eel.

Wait until the next morning, the sky is bright.

At the kind invitation of Captain Andrew and John, Li Feng and the returning crew members went to a restaurant to celebrate.

What Li Feng didn't expect was that the owner of the restaurant actually knew him and expressed his gratitude to him repeatedly.

Li Feng learned about it after the restaurant owner told him.

During the few days he went to sea, strange self-mutilation incidents occurred every night in Fengxi City.

Although those who self-mutilated were rescued by the light prayers of the Purple Flower Church, they all had extremely serious mental problems.

At that time, everyone was at a loss. Even the Archmage with Violet Eyes who came to deal with the problem was helpless.

Just when everyone in the city was in despair, Perry, the apprentice of Violet Eyes, made a potion according to Li Fengxin's formula, and actually saved everyone.

The restaurant owner's son is one of them.

Before going to sea, Li Feng vaguely expected that the Theater of Sadness might affect ordinary people in the city.

But what he never expected was that the impact of the theater would be so serious.

And because of the pharmaceutical formula in Thaksin, these serious effects were solved.

So much so that now, the residents of Wind's Breath City are lamenting that Mr. Lai Yin once again saved Wind's Breath City after killing the demon.

However, Li Feng also has his own considerations. Now that the matter is so big, Governor Feier will definitely summon him.

Sure enough, after many social interactions, as soon as Li Feng returned to Storm's End, the Governor ordered someone to invite him to lunch.

At the dinner table, Governor Penros Fair, although he was just chatting in random directions, Li Feng didn't have any lies that couldn't be rounded off.

From learning the ancient troll language from a teacher when he was a child, to helping Violet Eyes translate historical materials, to meeting old friends from the crew and going out to sea to help.

Everything has a sufficient cause and effect, and the most important thing is.

Because of the mediocre cufflinks of the relic, in the eyes of the high-ranking governor, Li Feng is still a second-level hunter.

His strength has not changed, and there are sufficient reasons for what he does, so it is difficult for Governor Fell to doubt anything.

Under the scorching sun, bursts of cicada chirping came from the window.

Li Feng turned his gaze back to the snow-white gold-plated invitation in his hand.

This was the performance invitation he received last night when he presented Thunder Eel to the Theater of Sorrow.

"My dearest Mr. Lai Yin, please watch your performance at midnight today.

——Theatre of Sadness”

‘It’s tonight. ’

Li Feng sighed as he unfolded the invitation letter.

Unlike the fear he felt the last time he received the invitation letter, with the existence of Black Dragon Xia, Li Feng now saw the invitation letter, which was equivalent to seeing the certificate of promotion.

If nothing goes wrong, he and Xia will be able to enter the second floor of the Sad Theater at 11:30 tonight.

And because of Black Dragon Xia, he can be promoted to the second level and fourth level while lying down.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, Li Feng lay down on the bed, ready to take a nap and have a good rest.

But before going to bed, he saw that the system chat channel had accumulated a lot of unread messages.

So he wanted to take a look while he had time.

But as soon as he opened the chat channel, he found that he couldn't understand anything at all.

*: "This system is too bad, it only kills but not buries!"

*: "Yeah, doesn't it issue tasks according to levels?"

*: "I can't imagine it. If I do this task, I'm afraid I won't know how I died."

*: "Yes, this system is too bad."

*: "To be honest, I haven't even been promoted to Extraordinary, but I still received this task."

*: "This task should be of a regional nature. Players who are not in the region cannot receive it."

*: "Almost, but this task reminds me of the official players stopping the 67th elder from doing the promotion task rewarded by the system."

*: "Oh, I remember it too. I remember that the official players called that task a life-giving task."

*: "The tasks we have received now can probably be called life-giving tasks."

Looking at the lines of information flashing in front of him, Li Feng guessed whether some players had received any tasks.

Looking through the chat records, Li Feng found that it was just this afternoon.

Players in Luofeng Island and nearby have received a system task.

From the discussion of the players, Li Feng roughly saw

The requirement of the system task is to obtain the Tidal Scepter.

And the reward for completing this task is to get a promotion in rank.

Judging from the reward of the task alone, this task is indeed very attractive.

However.

‘What is the Tidal Scepter? ’

Li Feng was curious and continued to look through the chat records.

Then he saw that a player who seemed to live on Luofeng Island mentioned it.

*: “I wonder if everyone still remembers the big storm in the waters near Storm Island in the last few days of the last cycle?”

*: “Is it the one that trapped the Violet Eye ship and prevented them from catching the paper crane?”

*: “Yes, that was it.

The news I heard was that the storm was not caused by natural causes, but was caused by someone fighting for the Tidal Scepter that opened and controlled the sea city.

If nothing unexpected happens, uu read books A new island should have appeared in the center of that storm.

The future sea city will be held there.”

*: “Uh… Can I ask, with my ordinary life, what is a sea city? ? "

*: "You can think of it as a black market for illegal goods."

*: "Wait! The scepter sounds so powerful, but the system asks us to grab it? Isn't this a mission that will kill us?"

*: "Yes, in fact, if you think about it from another angle, the system has no obligation to help us upgrade."

*: "It hurts."

*: "I don't think everyone needs to be nervous.

Even if you accept the mission, it won't have any impact as long as you put it aside and don't do it."

*: "That makes sense!"

*: "I feel relieved when you say that."

Watching the players' discussion, Li Feng couldn't help but think of the new island he had just visited.

The island that appeared in the storm, the tidal scepter that opened the sea city.

The voodoo doll placed in the cave, and the floating blue thing that the crew had seen before.

Li Feng, who couldn't sleep, thought in his heart, would there be some connection between them?