Legend of Mir 2: Seeking the Truth in Marfa

Early morning hours.

Endless dark clouds drifted in from the north, filling the entire sky and obscuring the morning light. Suddenly, crimson stars shone one after another, filling the sky with an eerie crimson glow. From nowhere, a deep roar echoed, and for a moment, even the earth seemed to tremble.

Demonic energy surged into the sky, snatching away the sun and moon. Dark clouds pressed down on the city, threatening to destroy it. A wave of beasts descended.

In the woods, fields, and caves, numerous monsters appeared one after another. They began to wander around, ready to hunt all living creatures on the Marfa continent.

The civilians of Ginkgo Village closed their doors and windows, praying for the gods' protection, praying that Monk Mafa would repel the monsters, and praying that warriors from other worlds would arrive soon.

The village chief, Ginkgo, remained in the square. He told all the people to go back to their houses, but he remained in the square.

He is the village chief, the highest official in the village, and has the responsibility to protect the village. Although he is just a mortal, an old man who trembles unconsciously, he is the village chief.

Beside him was Brook. Facing the dark clouds that covered the sky and the suffocating air that rushed in like a tide, he stood stubbornly, with Uncle Fu's advice still echoing in his ears: "You must come back alive!"

He was already a Marfa monk, though only at level 1. He was fearless. His master's notes had detailed the monsters near Bi Qi. He knew each one's health, attack power, defense, movement speed, and attack methods. The nearby monsters were only the lowest-level, elementary monsters, yet he possessed top-tier equipment, a backpack full of potions given by Uncle Fu, and the Eight-Character Mantra his master had taught him.

The great and righteous spirit will last forever!

"Dear village chief, I am Brook, a monk from Marfa. You look like you need help. What can I do for you?" Brook asked.

"Respected Marfa monk Brook, are you willing to assist Ginkgo Village in guarding Guli with a knife and destroying the monsters that break into Ginkgo Village until the warriors from other worlds arrive?" the village chief replied.

"I am willing."

Mission triggered!

The conversation between the two seemed a bit funny, as they were both so polite even though they knew each other. However, this was an official mission on the Marfa Continent, so it was supposed to be official and formal.

As the chief executive of the Marfa village, the village chief is qualified to issue tasks and distribute task rewards.

As a Marfa monk, Brook is eligible to trigger the mission and is eligible to receive rewards after completing the mission.

Formally request tasks, formally publish tasks, formally receive tasks, formally complete tasks, and formally obtain rewards.

The reward items are not privately owned by the village chief, but belong to the village and are public property.

The task just issued by the village chief is a temporary task. After the task is completed, it needs to be reported to Biqi City. Officials will review whether the difficulty of the task and the reward match.

As a Marfa monk, Brook is obliged to complete a prescribed number of official tasks every month.

No violations, no favoritism, fair and strict.

Oh, actually, Brook is from Ginkgo Village. Even if there is no mission, he will not stand idly by and will definitely provide all possible assistance.

But now the situation is critical. The monks in this village request tasks, the village chief issues tasks, and finally rewards the monks in this village. Why not do it?

I will share the same robes with you, the same water with you, the same work with you, and the same win with you. Of course, the premise is that you can complete the mission, destroy the monsters, and survive this disaster.

"This is my first mission," Brooke said, feeling both excited and nervous. He took a deep breath and calmed himself. The once empty fields outside the village were now gray and barely visible. Facing the misty village entrance, Brooke couldn't help but shout inwardly, "Come on, let me use this ebony sword to send you all flying!"

This was also his first battle. Who could have imagined that his first encounter would be with a horde of beasts? Brooke was completely focused, quietly waiting.

Suddenly, numerous demonic beasts appeared around the village. They descended without a sound, like shadows cast by sunlight. This was Brook's first encounter with such a thing, and even though he was prepared, he was still startled. So this was how demonic beasts descended. It was truly bizarre.

Brooke looked around and decisively rushed towards the scarecrow closest to him in the square, which was also three yards away from the village chief. He thrust his ebony sword, and the scarecrow stumbled backward, clearly struck. Before the scarecrow could react, he struck again, but this time the scarecrow didn't stumble.

"Shit, missed," Brook thought to himself. Luckily, the scarecrow, seemingly new to the scene, seemed slow to react. After two blows, it finally realized it was being attacked. The scarecrow stretched out its arms, hurling itself at Brook as if in a hug. Brook involuntarily leaned back. Brook immediately righted himself and struck with a backhanded slash. The scarecrow's entire body burned rapidly from bottom to top, consuming it in a flash, leaving only a pile of black ash.

Brook had seen this strange death of a scarecrow before, so he wasn't surprised. A lone scarecrow, wandering to the gate of Ginkgo Village, was similarly reduced to a pile of ash when killed by Gu Li. But then, he'd seen it from afar, while now, he was killed face-to-face, up close and personal.

According to the Monster Guide, Scarecrow's HP was 15, and it was killed by Brook's two sword strikes. Its attack was only 2-1, making it difficult to penetrate Brook's 2-0 defense. By the end of the battle, Brook had lost only 6 HP, thanks to the increased defense provided by the cast iron ring. And the experience points he gained were exactly 1, just as recorded in Master's notes.

Brooke's confidence surged, and his initially nervous mood calmed down. He rushed towards the other scarecrow in the square.

After a few consecutive slashes of the sword, the scarecrow was destroyed. Then he rushed to the third, the fourth...

Brook discovered that if someone is attacked during a fight, the attacked person's body will naturally lean back due to the attacker's inertia, resulting in a state of stiffness for about 2 seconds before regaining control of the body and making movements, counterattacks, etc.

For now, I don’t know how to solve this backward problem. I can only try to be conscious and improve my body’s reaction control after being attacked.

Brooke planned to clear out all the monsters around the village chief first and protect him first. As for Uncle Fu and the other villagers, they hid in the house and should be fine for the time being.

Seventh. After a long battle, Brook's health was reduced to just 7 points. He took a bottle of Primary Wound Medicine from his backpack and drank it. Primary Wound Medicine can restore 6 health points in 4 seconds. Brook's health quickly returned to full.

This time the two scarecrows are very close, so it looks like I'll have to fight them both. It should be no problem, so I rush over and kill them.

However, this battle wasn't smooth sailing. Brook had to strike the first scarecrow six times before he could kill it, as more than half of his strikes missed. The second scarecrow took seven strikes before he was killed. Being attacked simultaneously by two monsters, Brook's damage frequency increased significantly. Fortunately, the scarecrows' hit rate wasn't high either, and the two monsters knocked off a total of 6 points of his health.

Brook's entire body flashed with golden light, having just leveled up. With the leveling up, his damaged health points were automatically replenished. Level 2, 20 health points. (Health or HP is another way of saying health points.)

But the large number of misses is giving Brook a headache, and that's a problem.

The accuracy attribute affects the hit rate of physical attacks. It seems that accuracy is very important. If all hits can be achieved, the efficiency can be greatly improved.

Unfortunately, Master didn’t say much about accuracy and hitting the target in his notes.

Brooke quickly calculated in his mind: "My accuracy is 5, 13 attacks, 5 hits; Scarecrow's accuracy is also 5, and those two monsters just hit me 2 times in total, and only hit me 20 times. Hmm, so if the accuracy reaches around 7 or 13, I can hit them all?"

Of course, there was no time to slowly verify it right now. Regarding the hit rate issue, I could only have a rough idea of ​​it. Brooke pulled a gold jewelry necklace from his bag. Accuracy +2, Agility 0-1, Attack 0-1. Now at level 2, wearable. Attack increased by 1 point, and the crucial Accuracy attribute also increased from 5 to 7.

There were two scarecrows gathered together in front of him, and Brook went forward to fight.

The ebony sword swung and chopped, and the scarecrow fell back, hitting it. Brook was also hit by the two scarecrows and fell back. He quickly controlled his body and attacked with a sweeping sword, but unfortunately missed. He turned his wrist and stabbed straight, killing the first scarecrow.

Taking a half step back, Brooke slashed at the other scarecrow with his sword, but missed. Instead, he was poked by the scarecrow's arm, and leaning back slightly, he slashed with his ebony sword, striking the scarecrow's left side. As the scarecrow leaned back, Brooke took a quick step and thrust his sword through the scarecrow's chest, hitting it flatly and reducing the second scarecrow to ash.

The increase in attack and accuracy significantly increased the efficiency of killing. Brook was only attacked twice, losing a total of 2 health points.

This time, in addition to a pile of ashes, the scarecrow also dropped 15 gold coins and a gold necklace.

Brook was delighted. Finally, something had come his way. He picked up the equipment and checked its stats: Agility 0-1, Attack 0-1. It was an ordinary gold necklace. Brook then looked at his own top-grade equipment. Each one glowed faintly, like a star. Apparently, this was the difference between ordinary and top-grade equipment.

Even ordinary equipment can be sold at a shop for quite a bit of money. Hurry up and kill more monsters to get more equipment. There are so many monsters here, I'm going to get rich this time. The more I think about it, the happier I am.

"Calm down. Don't be carried away by temporary victory. I'm wearing top-grade equipment given by my master, and this is just the first wave of monsters and the weakest scarecrows. The beast tide has just begun. Calm down. Keep going." Brook was a rational person. He muttered to himself and warned himself not to be arrogant and think that he could beat 2 scarecrows just because he could easily kill 10 scarecrows.

As Brooke cleared the surrounding scarecrows, he silently calculated in his mind: Given his current condition, how many scarecrows could he take on simultaneously? He ultimately concluded that without using potions, he could only take on four at a time. And that was just theoretical calculation; if the monsters suddenly became more accurate, that would be dangerous. With potions... maybe he could actually take on ten.

According to the rules of the Marfa world, potions can be used during combat, and the recovery effect will not be interrupted by attacks.

Of course, Brook wouldn't fight 10 of them. Not to mention the loss of potions, if he was surrounded by monsters, he would be in great danger if he couldn't attack in groups.

There weren't many scarecrows left in the village, so he didn't have the chance to "beat 10." Unless he rushed out of the village, the wilderness outside would be full of monsters.

Guli, the knife-wielding guard, had already killed all the scarecrows near the village entrance, leaving piles of ashes on the ground.

"Uncle Gu is so awesome, he kills so quickly." After killing the last scarecrow, Brook returned to the square and shouted to Gu Li.

"The monsters will come again soon, and there will be more of them. Don't be careless, the monsters in the village are in your hands." Guli reminded, holding a big knife and facing the field, without relaxing at all.

"Yes! Uncle Gu." Brooke replied.

The village chief was no longer in the square. Where was he? Brooke looked for him and found that the village chief had hidden at the door of his house.

"Brook, come on! Even though I am not a monk and cannot fight, I will still take care of the village. I will always stand firm! I will be with you! You don't have to worry about me!" The village chief responded passionately when he saw Brook looking at him.

Well, Brook believed that if the village chief encountered danger, he would hide in the house without hesitation.

This is good. I don’t have to worry about protecting him later and I can relax.

Hey, the door is behind him. He will be safe if he takes a step back.