Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
Jiang Xiaoyue originally wanted Fang Qi to see how strong she was, but the longer she worked at the shop, the more she realized that she was nothing compared to this shop!
“Sob… Why did this happen to me…” Jiang Xiaoyue felt like she had sustained 10,000 points of critical damage!
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An Huwei didn’t understand what Diablo II was. He just saw a scene in front of Nalan Hongwu with images on it.
After entering the game, he was immediately dumbstruck!
“Did I just go into another world? Am I someone else now?” An Huwei looked around in shock. “Are illusions this real?”
After Fang Qi explained the game to him and taught him some basic skills, An Huwei realized that this was the game they were all talking about!
He could go on an adventure and fight in a virtual world? He could become someone else?
He felt an excitement he never felt before. No wonder even Duke Nalan is addicted…
Therefore, An Huwei’s interest was immediately peaked.
“I can’t believe something this exciting exists!”
“Dad, when you first start, you should go to the Den of Evil to level up!” An Cheng wanted to help his dad, so he reminded him.
“The Den of Evil? Sounds dangerous…” An Huwei’s expression darkened as he shouted, “Gong He, select a group of elite soldiers to attack the Den of Evil with me!”
“Yes sir!” Last time, An Cheng kicked out Gong He just as he was about to cause trouble. Therefore, he didn’t land on Fang Qi’s blacklist.
He quickly pointed at the elite soldiers in the first row. “You, you, and you, step out! Go to the Den of Evil with the Castellan!”
Soon, An Huwei, Gong He, and a few elite soldiers were ready for battle!
Even Fang Qi froze upon seeing what they were doing. This sure is a new way to play!
On the other side, Nalan Hongwu, Elder Fu, An Cheng, and the others had battled their way to the barracks inside the monastery!
“Fallen! There are so many fallen!” As soon as the gates of the barrack opened, they saw herds of fallen charging up at them. Elder Fu shouted, “Sorceresses, go find the fallen shaman, and don’t let it raise the dead!”
Nalan Hongwu waved his blessed hammer in the air and whirled it in circles!
“What the f*ck? What kind of skill is this? My accuracy increased dramatically!”
Spells could be dodged in this version of the game; that was why the skill, Blessed Aim, was so critical. Light circles appeared under An Cheng and the others’ feet, and their magic spells instantly hit the fallen shaman in front of them. The fallen shaman roared in pain before falling onto the ground!
“Wow!” An Cheng turned around and saw the fallen shaman dying. He and his friends gave Nalan Hongwu a thumbs-up and said, “Paladins sure are strong!”
The latter laughed, “You brats aren’t bad either!”
Amused, Fang Qi watched them praise each other as he sat back down in front of his seat.
“Humph! How good can it be?” Jiang Xiaoyue pouted in disdain as she watched they play.
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When a cultivator reached Yuan River Realm, the spiritual energy in their body could be gathered into a mighty river and allow one to control energy-consuming spiritual artifacts and fly to places.
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