Vol 6 Chapter 3176: rice god

   His voice was a little hesitant, mainly because Angel and others were blocked by the barrier. He couldn't tell whether Angel was a human or a humanoid in the Mirror Realm.
   In addition, he could vaguely feel the aura of aggregation energy in this barrier.
   And aggregate energy is exclusive to mirror creatures.
   Therefore, even if he stepped forward to ask, he was obviously hesitant.
   Hearing his question, Laplace turned his head and ignored it; Luigi buried his head and strummed the strings in his hand, and did not take his words seriously.
   The ponytail man's gaze could only be placed on Angel.
   He remembered that Angel was watching him before.
  Angol chuckled: "You asked us to be 'also' human, meaning, are you human?"
  The ponytail man didn't hide it, nodded: "Yes, I'm a human... You should be too, right?"
   If Angel wasn't human, there would be no need to stare at him all the time.
   "Yes." Angel also directly admitted: "Sorcerer of the Southern Region?"
   After confirming that Angel was human, the ponytail man didn't show much closeness, but his vigilant eyes were relieved a lot. In an unfamiliar world, meeting the same clan is also a kind of fate.
"Strictly speaking, I'm not a wizard from the Southern Region. But my ancestors came from the Southern Region." The ponytail man said at this moment, and lightly squeezed a badge on his uniform: "I come from the floating capital, a hunter. blood man."
  Angol's eyes also fell on the badge: a blood-stained sickle, and the background was the black shadow of a howling werewolf.
  Angol doesn't know what this badge means, but listening to what he means, this should be the exclusive logo of the blood hunter?
   "The floating capital, is it the floating capital in the barbarian world?" Angel asked.
   "Yes." The ponytail man nodded, answering a little succinctly.
   You can also vaguely see his character from his tone, and it is estimated that he is also old-fashioned and serious, Angel thought secretly.
   As for the 'floating capital' in his mouth, it is the stronghold city established by the wizards of the southern region in the barbaric world.
Angel didn't know much about the Floating Capital at first, but he only heard some gossip in "The Desolation of the Plane", but as he came into contact with Red Sword Dox more, he also had further knowledge about the Floating Capital. learn.
   There is basically the base camp of blood wizards. The vast majority of blood wizards in the Southern Region will go to the barbaric world to hunt and purify their blood.
   And the most famous event in the floating capital in the past hundred years is the declaration of Maddie Square, which is also the declaration of hatred of blood wizards against pure blood wizards.
   Having said that, the ponytail man calls himself a "blood hunter", so does the so-called "blood hunter" refer to the hunting bloodline?
   "Blood hunter, it means hunting bloodline?" Angel insisted on the principle of asking if he didn't understand, and said to the ponytail man.
  The ponytail man was silent for a moment: "It's similar, but it's not the blood of monsters that hunts, but the blood of sinners."
   The bloodline of sinners? What does it mean? Angel originally wanted to keep asking, but looking at the ponytail man's attitude, he didn't seem to want to talk about it more.
  Angol didn't ask any more after thinking about it, but changed the subject: "So, you are the descendant of the Southern Region wizard, but you were born in the barbaric world?"…
  The ponytail man nodded: "Yes."
  Angol said with a smile: "That also belongs to the wizards of the Southern Region. It's nice to meet you. I am also a wizard from the Southern Region... My name is Angel."
   "Angel?" The ponytail man frowned: it sounds a little familiar.
  The ponytail man recalled it carefully, but he didn't remember where he had heard the name... From his memory, since he couldn't remember it, he probably overheard it from some passers-by.
   Although he didn't know who Angel was, he was sure that the name was not the sinner he hunted. Since that was the case, there was no need to struggle with the identity of the other party.
   Horsetail man: "My name is Rice God."
   Rice God? Is this the name?
   When Angel was wondering, the ponytail man suddenly turned his head to look at the muscular man of the Ersi tribe who was walking with him before. The other party was waving at him and kept pointing forward.
Rice God seemed to have thought of something, his eyes immediately turned cold, and he turned to Angel and said, "I'm very happy to see the same kind here. Although I don't know how you entered the Mirror Realm, it's very dangerous here. I want it now. I can't continue to chat with you. However, you should go to the party later? If you need my help at that time, you can contact me through it. "
   After saying these words quickly, Inakami took off the leather gloves, and lightly tapped the Blood Hunter badge with his slender, light-white fingers.
  The blood light poured out instantly, but soon, the blood light was bound by the rice god, and finally condensed into a red badge.
   looks the same as the original blood hunter badge, but it looks more illusory, like an illusion product.
   He handed the illusory badge to Angel, and then said: "Crush it and you can contact me. I am also a human, I hope you... cherish it."
After   , Rice God said no more, turned and walked towards the Ersi clan quickly.
  When the Rice God and the Ersi tribe converged, they accelerated and galloped forward.
   In the group of people in front, a man in black robe seemed to sense something, his short lower body turned into a pool of dark water, the dark water merged into the shadow, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
  …
Angel didn't see the black-robed man who turned into dark water in the crowd, but he could feel that the rice seemed to be chasing someone. In the spacious corridor like a river, he and the Ersi tribe had strong muscles. Han galloped in the same direction at the same time.
   Maybe there is someone they are chasing in that direction?
   "Blood hunters...hunting the blood of sinners?" Angel murmured in a low voice, "Could it be that he is chasing the so-called sinners?"
   However, in the eyes of the rice god, what is a sinner?
  Angol was dickling, and he never thought that anyone would actually answer.
   But Laplace never spoke, and gave the answer: "Blood hunters were born in the barbarian world. You can understand it as an extreme sect composed of some humans in the barbarian world."
   "The sinners in their mouths are those who cooperate with the wild gods of the barbaric world in order to gain power. That is, the 'human traitors' in your mouth."
   "Of course, it's not just these traitors, they also hunt some half-blooded people."
   Half-bloods, that is, a mixture of barbarians and humans.
  The appearance of the barbarians is almost the same as that of humans. Some wizards have studied the barbarians. The origin of Shuo’s ancestors is not related to humans, but is relatively close to some monsters in the void. But strangely, barbarians are not reproductively isolated from humans. This is also the main reason why the barbarian world is eyeing the southern region. …
   The Baluba that Angel knew was a mixture of barbarians and humans.
  Because of Baluba's relationship, Angel actually doesn't have much disgust for half-bloods; moreover, there are actually many half-bloods in the wizarding world.
  Although extremist sects have always said they want to "recycle", their enforcement efforts are actually not that great.
   From this point of view, extremist sects actually acquiesce to the fact that some mixed-race people exist.
   Even the wizarding world in the southern region did not kill the mixed-race people. The blood hunters in the barbaric world actually hunted the mixed-race people?
   Faced with Angel's doubts, Laplace shook his head: "I don't know, and I don't understand why they want to attack half-blooded people. Maybe they think half-blooded people will be easier to be controlled by wild gods?"
   "However, blood hunters are also divided into extremists and conservatives. The extremists will hunt half-bloods, while conservatives generally don't do this. The rice just now should be a conservative."
   "How to judge conservative and extreme?" Angel wondered.
  Laplace pointed to the badge on Angel's hand: "Generally speaking, the extremists will not keep this thing. Or, the extremists will not wear this badge at all."
  Extremists will do anything to accomplish their goals. They don't put on badges in a big way to tell others that they are blood hunters, let alone wear blood hunter uniforms, but like a dormant poisonous snake, as long as they find their prey, they will secretly approach, taking advantage of their unpreparedness. sneak attack.
   Conservatives, on the other hand, are more old-fashioned and follow their own set of guidelines. It's a bit similar to the knight's code, what should be done and what should not be done, they will be stereotyped in their hearts.
   They usually wear uniforms and badges to show their identity.
   Of course, they will not be old-fashioned and stick to the rules to the death. They will also hide their identities according to the current situation and the current situation, but usually they will still act according to the rules.
   Compared with extremists, conservatives are actually more flexible and have more "righteousness".
   "The first time we met, I left Angel with the badge, so he is considered a good person?" Luigi grumbled beside him.
  Laplace glanced at Luigi and said, "It's not appropriate to distinguish between good and bad simply by faction."
  Extremists may have irascible gentlemen, and conservatives also have gentle beasts. But all in all, conservatives are definitely better than extremists.
  Luigi: "Then do you think this rice has any ill will towards Angel?"
   Laplace didn't answer directly, just whispered: "This, Angel should know better than me."
  Anger has the ability to perceive emotions, even if it is not expressly stated, Laplace is aware of it.
  Angol: "At present, there is no malice towards me. But it is impossible to judge whether the rice is good or bad... After all, his name is really hard to say."
  In the Continental Common Language, whether it is rice or god, it is a long word, and the syllables are a bit rounded. Combined, it's like reciting a string of tongue twisters.
  Laplace: "It shouldn't be his real name. Bloodhunters are used to showing people by code names. This may be his code name. However, I remember that there is a wild called the Rice God in the barbarian world..."
   Laplace didn't think much about it, she could feel that this rice did not have any divine power, indicating that he had never contacted wild gods. So, it may really just hit the name. …
  Angol whispered "Rice God" in a low voice, and remembered this person.
   Next, Angel moved forward while studying the badge in his hand. After a while, he confirmed that the badge was indeed an illusion.
   But it is not an illusion created out of thin air, there is still a medium. Its medium is a drop of diluted blood.
The shape of the    badge is not important, the important thing is this drop of blood.
   By destroying the internal structure of this drop of blood, it is possible to connect to an identical structure in the distance.
  Inami said that "you can contact it by crushing the badge", probably because of this internal structure.
   After understanding the principle of the badge, Angel didn't study much and put it away.
  …
   After about five minutes, they came to a huge crystal cavity.
  The surroundings are full of pink, yellow, and green crystals, and with the light source projected from the top of the head, the whole void is illuminated a little dreamily.
   However, there are not many people who can appreciate such a dream scene.
   At least, the major races who "set up stalls" here don't care about the dreamy light around them at all, they just keep watching the crowds coming and going, looking for possible foes.
  Yes, in this void even bigger than the New Town Square, there are stalls set up by the race in the mirror everywhere.
   But this is not the main station of the siege party, this is just a small "appetizer".
   "This is a free trade zone." Luigi: "There are more than ten such zones, all around the main station of the siege party."
   "The people who set up stalls here are not very powerful races as a whole... However, there are also some powerful individuals who have not received invitations, but want to sell things."
   In other words, there is a high probability of finding good things here.
   "You mean, we can also set up a stall here?" Angel asked while rubbing his chin.
  Luigi: "It's okay...but if you're promoting logins, there's no need to set up a stall here."
   "The promotion of the login device can be left to Gleipnir. If you want to sell other things, you can set up a stall here."
   "You have something to sell?"
  Angol thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "No."
   Luigi's eyes lit up: "Then why don't you accompany me to find it here, is there any suitable sheet music?"
  Angol: "…"
  Luigi: "There are also a lot of good things here. Maybe you can meet your favorite here?"
  Angol: "Even if there is a favorite, it will not crystallize..."
   Angel said at this moment, his eyes fixed on Luigi.
Luigi took a step back and waved to Angel: "I don't have many crystals left, I'm enough to buy sheet music at the moment... If you want crystals, there will be no shortage of crystals after the registration device is promoted, or you can sell something casually. There is also…

   "By the way, I just saw a booth selling musical instruments, maybe there are musical scores, I'll go check it out." After speaking, Luigi couldn't wait to turn around and leave.
   Luigi ran away quickly, while Angel turned to look at Laplace.
   asked in his eyes: Are we going to stay here?
  Laplace thought for a while and said softly: "On the first day, there was nothing to see at the siege party except the display stand. The display stand will not be opened until all the races have gathered."
   In other words, even if there are shops on the side of the siege party, because of the existence of the exhibition book, you can read the exhibition book if you want to buy things. In terms of liveliness, it is not necessarily more lively than here.
  You can go around here first.
  By the way, wait for Grappnir.
  Since Laplace said so, Angel nodded indifferently, and he was indeed a little curious about the products of various races.