[Comprehensive Fairy Tale] The Lord God ruined my childhood!

The room Arthur was given was not bad, big enough, and everything was fine except for the dim light.Arthur searched around and removed the two small magics for monitoring. Then he sat on the bed with peace of mind. The kitten crawled out from his cuff and slept well all the way. Now his eyes are round and full of energy.

Arthur fed it some jerky rabbit meat. He would never touch the food sent by the temple. The dark magic was treacherous and unpredictable. Even if he acted carelessly, he could easily capsize in the gutter.

After Mulder sent him here, he disappeared from the world, and Arthur didn't know his whereabouts. Now this kind of thing is not important.In the middle of the night, I asked the kitten to go out to investigate. He was not the only one here, and there were eleven other auras nearby. The kitten crawled in to see that they were all ordinary humans like Arthur.

It doesn't feel like raising priests, but raising livestock.

[Mulder's potion formula, the first round is complete!Obtain reward: priest recommendation letter x1. 】

[The second ring of Mulder's potion formula is opened. 】

[Mission description: Participate in the awakening ceremony of the demon seed. 】

[Task reward: Exemption from death cost x3. 】

Arthur didn't specify how to deal with the snake-shaped grass, but just gave Mulder a note. Now that the system prompts that the task is completed, he should have read the note.

This reward made Arthur's eyes change instantly. Adventurers can't die without limit. In such a highly realistic game world, the price of dying once may be unbearable. When I went offline before, I didn't see any comments about death penalty on the forum.It is impossible to say that no one died, it should be the official suppression of public opinion.

This mission reward happened to be what Arthur had been longing for all along, but such a generous reward might not be so easy to get.

An'an passed the day steadily, and at night, the temple sent a coat.It looked like the clothes worn by priests. Behind the wide robes was a waist-length cloak, with deformed magic patterns drawn on them. Arthur recognized them for a while, and immediately recognized that they were the ones he had told the little princess. The life-absorbing magic pattern is only directional, and the ultimate flow of life force should be a certain person.

Want to plot against him?It's not that easy.

Arthur took out a crystal pen from his backpack. Yes, when players couldn't afford tailoring and sewing tools, he had already bought a whole set of refining tools, a set of rune tools, and magic organs. Less parts, and strive to be well-prepared, of course, the money is spent like water.

The rewards for comprehending magic and various potion rewards before, if Arthur was more frugal, there should be a small three thousand on the account, but all these were defeated by him_(:3ゝ∠)_

The little brother in the backstage silently watched a certain local tycoon who slipped down from No. 1 on the wealth list, and his money plummeted from three thousand gold coins to five hundred... What the hell did he buy, bastard!

Accidentally stained the solution-like mithril on his sleeve, Arthur frowned, and then devoted himself to the business of drawing magic patterns.Not only did he completely reverse the direction of the flow of life, he also amplified it maliciously, and finally soaked the entire garment with the juice of evening primrose, so the magic pattern mixed with mithril completely disappeared.

Next, it is to wait for the ceremony that is said to be held at night.

The believers in temple costumes invited Arthur out of the room in the middle of the night, holding a dim yellow magic lamp in their hands, facing the face covered by the black iron mask, adding a bit of treachery.The believer did not make a sound or speak, and walked in front of Arthur like a silent ghost.

Gradually, people from several other rooms also gathered, and a puppet-like believer walked in front of each person, and there was only the sound of light footsteps in the dark corridor.Arthur distinguished the voices. Except for himself, there were three women and eight men, all of whom were mages.

The dim lights meandered like a snake. Arthur was the third in line. There were two men in front of him. The second man even looked back at him, but didn't communicate much.A group of people walked through the corridor in silence and arrived at the apse.

The zenith here was deliberately hollowed out, and the white mist seeped in, making a whistling sound for some reason.There is no moon in the sky, so only the magic lamp illuminates the surroundings. The dim light and shadow jump and jump, reflecting the skeletons of huge creatures on the wall, and the empty eye sockets seem to be resentful.

Arthur began to itch again.

"Is it all ready?" A hoarse voice asked, coming from the second floor of the main hall, with an uncomfortable sense of aloofness.

"The number is enough." The believer who led the leader replied, his voice was distorted through the iron mask, "The ceremony can be carried out at any time."

"Then let's get started."

After finishing speaking, all the voices disappeared completely, and the iron-faced believers who led the way also disappeared one by one. The 12 people including Arthur were silent for a while. After more than half an hour, there was finally a commotion. Several people inside were We've known each other since the beginning, and now we're talking quietly.

idiot!

Fine sweat broke out on Arthur's forehead. The ceremony they were talking about had actually already begun!

Arthur tried to get as close to the brightest magic lamp as possible. Although the effect was weak, it was better than nothing.The dozens of things lurking in the darkness were obviously afraid of the light, and they dared not move forward for the time being. Arthur couldn't guarantee that this situation would last forever, so he completely exploded his hand speed, and the crystal pen poured out brilliant holy light, The densely packed magic lines spread out at a frightening speed from the bottom of the feet, and after a while, they covered three to four meters!

In this magic pattern area, an incandescent light rose like the sun, and the things hidden in the darkness let out a sharp hissing sound, completely exposing themselves!

"That's... what is that?!!"

Dragging a long tail of black mist, the head seems to be holding a hard object, covered with lava-like bright red cracks, there are dozens of such things, moving clumsily in mid-air, the scene is really chilling.

No matter how ugly this thing looks, it's all secondary!What matters is their attributes!

[? ? ? : An ominous thing condensed with dark power, which can be possessed. 】

Possession is simply more terrifying than death, okay? !Arthur's soul came from outside the world. If he was expelled from this body, the consequences would be unimaginable. Even in the game, he dared not gamble!

On the second floor of the temple, a voice let out a soft "Huh".

"Who brought this person?"

Mulder immediately came out in fear, "I brought it."

"Look at this technique, is it a master of the magic pattern? It would be too wasteful to break it here."

A man in a black cloak stood up excitedly. He was standing next to Mulder, and his status was comparable to Mulder. He was a rare magic pattern master and enjoyed the worship of the Dark Church.But looking at his expression now, it seems that he wants to jump down and replace Arthur with himself!

"Not the master! That chimera...that chimera!" He tore his hair like crazy, and threw himself on the railing, "Bring him up...no! Please come up, Your Excellency!"

"That's... Grandmaster... You idiots!!!"

Everyone was shocked!

Between the grandmaster and the grandmaster, there is a scourge that cannot be overcome by talent. Maybe someone can rush to the rank of grandmaster in a certain field with excellent talent, but out of 1 grandmasters, there may not be a grandmaster!Going up as a master is not as difficult as going from a master to a master. As long as you have a preliminary understanding of the law and a long time, one day, the master will set foot in the real realm of gods——

Master craftsman!

If Arthur returns to his body, he will definitely be at the undisputed level of a master craftsman, but the many restrictions in the small world, as well as the shortcomings of his body, make his level drop to the level of a master.After all, the bodies of many human beings can't support it at all, but the body of the mixed blood of the dragon race does not have that trouble, and that is the real realm of the master craftsman.

"...But once the demon seed is released, it will not stop until it finds a host to parasitize. We will only increase casualties if we send people down now." The high priest who played a leading role sighed and looked down. There is a strong heartache, if the church can get a master, he hardly dares to describe such a beautiful prospect, now that he has it, he will lose it before his eyes, he feels uncomfortable, and subconsciously vents his anger on Mu De.

Mulder knew that his next life in the church could not be summed up as "difficult".

The monsters became restless and fluttered in the air, and their movements could hardly be captured by the naked eye.Arthur's hand speed was getting faster and faster, almost to the point of dizzying.More than two-thirds of his magic pattern has been destroyed by the impact of the demon seed. If this continues, he will not be far away from being possessed!

The kitten meowed, and the space around it suddenly began to distort and disintegrate, like the scene when the heat rises. It wraps the power of space on its paws, and "slaps" the two of them flying away like a fluffy ball. The demon seed turned around and called out to Arthur.Arthur received less interference, but it was still not enough. At this time, the young man who was walking in front of him suddenly swung a demon seed from the slanting thorn, and the thick darkness wrapped around his staff. to Arthur's left.

"Molière." He said his name concisely, "If you have the ability to fight back, I can buy you time."

"It's impossible to counterattack, but if you have time to draw a teleportation array, you can escape!"

Molière gritted his teeth and decided to do it!

"Vera, no matter how many conflicts we have in the past, if you don't want to die here, let's work together!"

"Of course I know!" A woman replied rudely, and rushed here quickly, her hot figure couldn't be concealed by the large black robe.She cut into the small group from the right, and the daemons that approached her flew around like headless chickens.

Fantasy magic.With foreign aid, Arthur gained more confidence and began to quickly deploy the teleportation array.There were screams one after another in the darkness. After all, Vera was a woman. She bit her lip and threw out another illusion, which slowed down the demon's pace.

The screams gradually subsided, and Molière noticed that there were fewer and fewer monsters wandering around. This is not a good sign, where did the few go?

Soon he knew.

The black robe has been torn, covering the body like a hard armor of insects, and the human face still maintains the ferocity of being invaded, as if a face was directly torn off and pasted on this huge disgusting corpse.These monsters slowly wandered over from a distance, and some of them opened a row of compound eyes on the side of their heads, almost causing Vera to spit it out on the spot!

What is this... what the hell is this? ! !