Chapter 17: growing up

The murder god, Cyric, is in charge of the lie, which predestined him to be a liar. However, the extremely weak strength made it impossible for Xierike to take Zhou Qingfeng. The victim did not even keep the lie priesthood.
The dark, dark forest is quiet and secretive, with danger everywhere. In the shadows lies a large number of monsters with different abilities, fierce and cunning, and even the environment in the forest will be fatal.
A leaf, a rattan, or even a mist can be dangerous here. Without the corresponding identification and survivability, it is almost impossible to move in this environment.
"On your left is a slough of corruption. This kind of sludge is actually a living creature with a weak sense of autonomy. It will slowly move in the forest and devour any life that steps on it."
"The sky above the rotten marsh will inevitably be accompanied by poisonous maggots, which are formed after the dead prey rots. It is cohesive and toxic. I am the of murder. I often recommend believers to use this to create inexplicable death.
"Go forward, jump over, and pay attention to the cobwebs above your head. That's the territory of parasitic spiders. This thing likes to lay eggs in the prey. The prey caught by it can live a long time until the flesh and blood in the prey is almost Hundreds of young spiders eat up. "
"But the parasitic spider's silk is a good thing. It is equivalent to gold. It is the best bowstring material. It has a good magic affinity and can be enchanted in multiple layers."
"Hey, don't touch it. The female spider is just above your head."
In the perilous woodland, Zhou Qingfeng jumped from one shadow to another. He can always find a safe way between different traps and monster territories, and walk carefully.
Behind it all is the credit of Sirek.
After all, the gods who have lived for a long time, the knowledge reserve is too rich.
"The lie" The priest collapsed and dissipated, but Cyric had no burden, and finally he could tell the truth. Although it still has two evil priests, 'conspiracy' and 'fraud', under the current circumstances, to kill Zhou Qingfeng is tantamount to pitting himself.
In the "Community of Destiny", although one person and one hate each other to beware of each other, they have to cooperate with each other. Zhou Qingfeng should be a little bit more behaving. Don't be foolish.
If you want to live, you have to compromise with reality.
Cyric's instructions were really unusual, even if only a few words were clearer than Todd the barbarian. It had been murky for many years before, and lost the lie of the priesthood became more sober and became like a word.
"Victor, why do you have to save that barbarian? I can help you safely leave the Black Forest, and no longer ask you to pay any price."
Zhou Qingfeng only made two huh and looked at the virtual panel in front of him.
Although Xi Rick's divine thought was in Zhou Qingfeng's mind, it did not have any influence on the related matters.
And Cyric began to point out to Zhou Qingfeng, which has an entry for 'folklore' on the property panel. Anything that God of Murder talks about will be recorded under this entry.
Such as 'Black Forest', such as 'Mysticism', such as 'Monster Handbook'.
The more Cyric said, the more Zhou Qingfeng knew about this world of swords and magic. The content of 'folklore' is constantly increasing, and he even feels that his brain is smart, his wisdom and common sense are significantly improving, and his ability to identify is soaring.
This free god-level teacher is really hard to find. It's time to come.
Turn off the virtual panel, Zhou Qingfeng looked up at the branches of the woods.
The Black Forest is extremely bitterly cold, and tree production here is extremely slow. Ten-meter-high trees are often produced for a hundred or two hundred years. The advantage is that the trees here are of excellent quality, very tough, firm, and extremely rare good wood.
Just now Zhou Qingfeng followed Todd's footprints into the woods, and soon found that there was no trace of the other party. Sirek reminded that the savage must have found an ambush but was too lazy to pay attention, so he used brute force to climb up the trunk and jump forward from mid-air.
After careful observation, Zhou Qingfeng found climbing marks on some tree trunks. The bark of old trees fell on the ground, leaving huge tear marks on the trunk.
"Boy, are you listening to me?" Cyric was very depressed. "Do you respect me, okay? I heard a hum, I am also a god."
"Humph"
Cyric was not angry.
After marching for about two hours, Zhou Qingfeng finally passed through the woods and came outside the stucco village.
Similar to Baicun Village, it is a strong fort built in the wild, providing a place for human adventurers to rest and rest.
Strong wooden walls, tall arrow towers, powerful heavy crossbows. In the icy black forest, humans rely on wisdom to create a large number of weapons against wild monsters.
It is with these sharp tools that human beings whose body is not dominant can not be extinct by the demon monsters that run rampant in the confrontation of survival.
It was only Zhou Qingfeng who would probe slightly by the woods, and looked far away without seeing Todd's shadow. It should be right that the barbarian should be near here.
"That guy should be dead," said Cyric. "Bane is resurrected, and his followers are creating chaos and death everywhere in order to strengthen their power.
The Maglu tribe in the Black Forest has already turned to Bann ’s church, and they have decided to use thousands of human adventurers in the forest as a sacrifice to show Bann its loyalty in exchange for the favor of the gods.
The oldest man in Stucco Village was the first to find anomalies. But in order to survive, he did not hesitate to decide to sell other human villages. A large number of goblins gathered in that village, waiting to launch an attack on Baiya Village.
Yesterday the believer of Bann who was with me was originally intended to be a coward, but was found out. As for McCann, who deceived you, he should betray him.
Thousands of humans in the Black Forest were not rescued, the numbers were scattered, there was no unified leader, and they would soon be broken one by one. I advise you to escape immediately. "
Sirek already knew all the conspiracy of the Bann Church, but it did not care about the death and suffering of the soul at all, only if it was a game. But Zhou Qingfeng couldn't regard it as a game, it was a trial and a test.
In the face of an ordeal, the easiest response is naturally to escape. But the most rewarding response is definitely to face it bravely. The most difficult decision requires not only courage, but also a clear head and calm judgment.
But Zhou Qingfeng didn't know if he was sober or calm? He is like a traveler in the dark, the cliff may be in any direction behind him, there is nowhere to escape if he wants to escape.
At the moment in the solid wall of the stucco village, a shaman in a gray robe was walking around with a crutch. It bows its head and is shorter than normal goblins. This weird look was ridiculous, but no one dared to despise it.
Goblins are stupid, timid, and extremely weak in combat. But with a huge number, there are still a small number of elites who have extremely high intelligence and ability.
There are hundreds of thousands of goblins in the Maglu tribe, and Zul Greyhide is the wise man in the tribe. This old goblin is named after its distinctive gray skin. Compared with other Greenskins, its existence allows the tribe to thrive.
Seeing this old goblin, the adventurers of the Stucco Village all felt that their heartbeat accelerated, their mouths were dry, their inexplicable palpitations and palpitations could not be suppressed.
This feeling of weakness comes from the skeleton cane in Greyhide's hands. This is after the old goblin sacrificed a large number of life of the same tribe, all creatures within a radius of thirty meters within the radius of the 'Stud of Fear' given by Ban, need to take a fear check.
Any weak-willed weak person will lose the ability to resist, and even the close ones will choose to surrender.
Faced with Zul Greyhide, who was holding the 'stick of fear', the human adventurer in the village had to lower his head and kneel on one knee.
The old goblin lifted his thin neck and asked in a husky voice, "Humans, are you ready?"
The head of the stucco village lowered his head almost next to the ground, and replied in a sincere and horrible way: "Dear wise man, when you arrive, we are ready."
Ho ho ho
Zul Greyskin gave a harsh laugh, "Go ahead, I look forward to your human beings killing each other. My Lord must love this blood sacrifice. If anyone resists, break his neck."