The Lost Land of Gold

The moment they see their opponent's attack failing, both Georgia and Tang Erda don't hesitate to take a supplementary shot. Georgia pulls the bowstring again, aiming at the butterfly flying closer and closer to him, while Tang Erda aims his gun at the butterfly and prepares to fire another shot.

This time, I'm sure I'll win!

--In the eyes of Georgia and Tang Er, you can see such strong and firm beliefs.

"It can't be delayed any longer." A soft male voice came from the palace, "Our roaming crew can't wait that long."

All of his attention hit on the arrow in Georgia's pupils contracted, he jerked his head back to look above the palace behind him, Bai Liu flung out his whip with one hand and smiled as he stood on the pointed eaves of the palace, "Team Tang said that it's hard to notice your surroundings when you guys are shooting, so that's really the case."

Bai Liu, while just now he was focused on fighting Tang Er and aiding Armand, silently jumped above the palace under the cover of the storm!

He Willow lowered his eyes to Georgia directly below him and drew his whip, swinging it down with no effort at all, the arrow in Georgia's hand went up as soon as the whip was reeled in, he quickly canceled the weapon and summoned again trying to chase down the Auxiliary Armand , but it was too late for that as well.

That's enough time for Tang Er to open his gun.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang--!"

Tang Er empties his magazine in one shot, five bullets are fired at once, the butterfly can't avoid it, it is struck in the tail, shakes in the air, turns into a gust of wind, and disperses in the same place.

Hit it!

[System alert: Player Armand's monster book form is disabled.]

On the other side, outside the palace.

The hurricane stops abruptly and Armand returns to his body, the butterfly on his shoulder closes its wings and wraps itself into a cocoon, falling into a deep sleep that won't reawaken until an hour CD later to summon the hurricane.

Oops!

Armand gritted his teeth grimly and turned around to run in the direction of the palace as soon as he landed - without a main attacker, his elder brother was just a support, and falling into the hands of that Bai Liu guy would definitely not end well!

Everything that happened in the last world keeps replaying in front of Armand's eyes, the Georgia who was caught by Bai Liu and then put back, without a trace of emotion in her eyes, after the spiritual downgrading keeps flashing before Armand's face, making him almost unable to control his own emotions.

"I saw [the future], Armand," Georgia from the previous world muttered as she sat down in front of Armand with hollow eyes, "...... Bai Liu turned the heresy 0073 on up, and he spread the word to the world about the existence of a bit of goldstone here, and he began to smuggle this heresy around the world."

"And so many, many people in the world, like the Gurolum Kingdom at one time, they chose to be on God's side and chose the [future] they wanted."

"I know what's going to happen, but there's nothing I can do to stop it."

"So I'm really wrong?"

"Because God exists, because man's desire exists, everyone will always choose gold, and gold is all that can be taken, right?"

"...... And what is it that I've done all this for, that I've held on to, that I've guarded for these ten years?"

He had been wiped from his memory, and didn't understand what Georgia was talking to herself at that time, but just kept on comforting her brother in a pale and clumsy way, hoping to Fang Ke that she would get the strength from here and could get better.

But taking on a whole overthrown country, taking on that kind of [future], how could his brother, how could he get better?

Tears leaked from Armand's eyes as he ran as hard as he could towards the palace, in the middle of his run, Armand realized something, he quickly tilted his head to avoid it, a sharp monkey's claw grazed the side of his neck, even if he tilted his head faster, the other party still left five sharp scratches on the side of his neck.

Blood instantly spurted out.

"Finally back, waited for you for a long time." Mu Sicheng grasped, his entire eyes were red, his ears became sharp, there was a tail wagging behind him, his hands dragged the ground and shook, his body drew longer by more than a meter, his entire body gave off a strong sense of oppression, he evilly licked his mouth, cracked his sharp teeth and laughed loudly, "Trying to run away in front of me, what an insouciant thing to do."

[System alert: Player Mu Sicheng equips Monster Book Form.]

[SYSTEM WARNING: Player Mu Sicheng's Spirit Level has decreased by 40, and he has entered the Berserk Panel.]

"You're actually not dead?" Armand's eyes narrowed.

Another hurricane, another scale powder, this guy can actually hold out for so long ...... Bai Liu actually gave all the antidotes refreshed by the witch to this person?

"A mere doppelganger, wanting to kill me?" Mu Sicheng slanted his eyes and snorted, "I also have to thank you for helping me lower my spirit value, otherwise I really wouldn't know how to enter the berserk panel before following that Bai Liu guy's orders-"

The pupils in Mu Sicheng's eyes snapped up, and his five fingers merged into a clothes claw, aiming a vicious, cold stab at Armand's neck, "--Kill you quickly!"

Armand dodged left, a streak of blood appeared on the side of his face, his hair slowly drifted to the ground, by the time Armand raised his eyes again, his eyes had completely changed, Mu Sicheng froze for a moment at the look he was giving him.

-Totally different from the guy's calm, bland, totally-as-if-it-was-seeing-through-him-through-it-all eyes from before, the kind of eyes that only a beast that had been violated into its own realm and harmed its own important family members, and thus had been galvanized into ferocity, could have.

Armand's expression is hideous, distorting that beautiful face as he shakes his arm with his right hand and flings it to the left, throwing out an immense, immense set of bows and arrows, a set of thick, massive bows almost as tall as the others - if Georgia were here, she'd be able to recognize them as Armand's previous skill weapons.

As children, Georgia and Armand practiced archery, Georgia with a graceful, light bow and Armand with a poor shot, but in order to learn archery with his brother and be as good as he was, he forced himself to practice with a longbow - a bow about the length and width of young Armand's body.

When Armand was a kid, he didn't suffer a lot to practice this bow, he cried after every practice, he was full of wounds, he couldn't even walk, but he didn't give up, and when Georgia carried him back, she would ask him, "Why do you have to do something you're not good at, and make such a mess of yourself?"

"Because brother is doing it too." Armand gets on Georgia's back and says very quietly, "Brother isn't very good at archery either, is he, with all the wounds on his hands, so why is brother practicing it?"

Georgia was silent for a moment, "Kings practice martial arts to guard."

"I practiced just so I could keep you from practicing, you don't have to push yourself."

Still, Armand persevered, and later on Armand's first skill derivation, even though he couldn't remember anything about it, his skill weapon build was this exaggerated wooden longbow.

Armand gripped his longbow in anger and looked coldly at Mu Sicheng in front of him, "Get out of my way!"

"Mu Sicheng, get out of my way, if I can kill you the first time, I can kill you the second!"

"A second time?" Mu Sicheng laced his hand and turned his hand to strike a monkey paw, his attack was harsh, "What kind of daydreaming is that? Let's talk about it after you've killed me for the first time!"

Armand spun sideways, dodging Mu Sicheng's sharp monkey paw that came at his face, his body retreated, turned around and stepped on the bowstring of the longbow with one foot, one hand storing the grip, a thick arrow as big as a small tree appeared on the longbow out of thin air, he looked furious and spewed, aiming the arrow's head at the speedy attack, one monkey paw grasped the upper edge of the longbow Mu Sicheng's heart:

"Go to hell!"

Armand let go of his foot, and the full string of the longbow jolted, jolting both Armand, who was stepping on the longbow, and Mu Sicheng, who was holding the top edge of the longbow with one hand.

As the arrow left the string, Mu Sicheng was caught off guard and was directly toppled out by the thick and heavy arrow, smashing hard into the ground and exploding into a huge cloud of golden smoke.

Armand looked to the spot, clenched his longbow, turned and headed towards the palace without hesitation, the moment he turned it was like a bombardment in the smoke, the huge arrow that had knocked Mu Sicheng over was thrown back, the bloodstained arrowhead grazed Armand's shoulder, Armand spun around and dodged, and then he lurched, almost shocked, to look underneath the arrow! Mu Sicheng, who almost ran like lightning, appeared in front of him in a flash.

Mu Sicheng's abdomen was a big hole that was bleeding, it was penetrated by Armand's arrow just now, Mu Sicheng's eyes were so harsh that he struck Armand's abdomen with a claw, "Who gave you permission to go? Who gave you permission to leave?

Armand's pupils and body jolted from Mu Sicheng's punch, and he vomited a mouthful of blood as he was sent flying a dozen meters away.

"I will never let you ......" Mu Sicheng wiped the blood from his mouth, "Ahem, a step back to the aid palace."

Armand staggered to his feet, bracing his longbow, his uniform in tatters, his description in a sorry state, his pretty face, which had allowed himself to be critiqued as a vase, scraped and bloodied on the ground, and a light of a kind never seen before erupted from those light brown eyes as the tears fell as he stepped on his feet, and with bloodied and battered hands, he aimed the bow, fully loaded with arrows, at Mu Sicheng, who was rushing in this direction heart:

"I must go back!!!"

"There's the last of my family!!!"

"Fuck off!!!"

Viewing pool, the host looked at the big screen in the tragic killing scene, see Armand by the sharp bowstring will be strangled to the bone of the hands, for a moment speechless, and finally sighing tersely, "...... believe that after watching this battle, no one would ever again use a vase to describe Armand."

"This is a lead offender who gives everything he has to guard the playmaker, and he does everything he can."

"It was a great confrontation!"

"It's not just that." Heart swept a glance at Phoebe, who hadn't said a word since a while ago, "This host's view is still a bit shallow, so analyze it."

"And Mu Sicheng." Phoebe finally spoke up, her head lowered, her brows furrowed, her tone a little heavy, "To be able to fight Armand to this extent ...... this guy ...... walks not at all a conventional wandering path."

"You finally found it." Heart raised his eyes, he looked at the big screen, "Normal wandering is to attract the attention of the opponent's main attack, distract the main attack firepower, reduce the pressure of the team's defense, and at the same time, can always go back to the team's auxiliary, to maintain the cooperation with the team, and to hit the opponent with a surprise such a thought process away."

"But Mu Sicheng is not a wanderer cultivated along these lines."

"Mu Sicheng is a player with obvious strengths and weaknesses." Heart calmly analyzed, "His skill is stealing, his movement speed is high, and he is very good at interfering with the enemy, from this point of view, he is a player who is very suitable to be a roaming player, but accordingly, because of his own experience, he is not well-coordinated, his personality is impulsive, and his analytical ability is poor when he runs the map, these are all minus points for him to be a roaming player, so I give Mu Sicheng a 's rating as upper-middle."

"But Bai Liu developed a whole new roaming route for Mu Sicheng based on his own personality and skills."

Heart looks to Phoebe, "What do you think is the most important trait of wandering?"

"Interference with the enemy's main offense." Phoebe replied quickly.

"Hmm." Heart's tone is light, "What do you think is the best kind of wandering, from this head trait?"

Phoebe thought briefly, "The ability to keep interfering with the wandering of the enemy's main offense."

"Wrong." Heart laughed very softly, "It's the roamer that can kill the other team's main offense."

Phoebe was stunned, then she blushed, "That's why that Mu Sicheng guy in the last match ......"

"You realize that." Heart lowered his eyes, "This is the last game, you thought that according to the normal tactical flow, Mu Sicheng, the roamer, would quickly back off and go back to the defense of the brigade, so you could take advantage of the situation, that's why you chose to fight against him, but he wouldn't back off even if he was dead, until he switched one for one, replacing Liu Ji, the main attacker in our battle team. "

"You thought it was Mu Sicheng getting out of control, a fluke, but you look at Golden Dawn again this time."

Heart rested his jaw and looked towards the two people who were fighting fiercely on the big screen with a smirk on his face:

"Bai Liu's orders to Mu Sicheng were presumably not to stall the main attack at all, but to kill it."

"That's pretty extreme." Phoebe was speechless, "What kind of person raises a wanderer like that?"

"But don't you think it's a very useful solution?" Heart spreads his hands, he smiles, "The greatest use of roaming is to distract the main attacking fire, isn't that killing the best solution?"

"And now it seems that Mu Sicheng is about to successfully implement this program twice."

Phoebe lapsed into an eerie silence, and soon, staring at the big screen with a deep expression, she seemed to realize, "What do you think my offer to Mu Sicheng is likely to make him jump our guild?"

"......" Heart suggests in all sincerity, "How about we switch guilds and dig in?"

In-Game.

Mu Sicheng jumped onto the arrows that came over, a few quick dashes, his figure flashed brightly in the air for a few times, and suddenly appeared in front of Armand, his left hand gripped the longbow, using the longbow as a pivot point, his body borrowed the force of the rush over, his waist powered up, and his body spun out of the stump, and his right foot kicked Armand, who was preparing to draw the bow again, in the chin.

"Ka-ching-!"

Mu Sicheng's eyes reddened and he roared, "Try to take another step!"

Armand's entire face was kicked and deformed to the left side of his body, shards of bone shattered in his mouth and dry heaved as his body went slack, letting go of the longbow with a loose hand, his body flipping back and looking like he was going to fall to the ground, but in the next second Armand summoned the longbow again, landing on the ground with one hand, his right eye darting to the left amidst the blood and his eyes full of monstrous fire, his left foot on his knee bracing the longbow and his body as he stepped on the string of the bow and drew it to the max with his right foot.

"You think you can stop me?"

Armand drew his voice up hoarsely, "You're just one of the ones who died under me, a thief!"

Mu Sicheng's face changed.

The string made a taut clanking sound, the longbow emerged, the tip aimed at Mu Sicheng's head above the bow, Armand rolled over and let go of his foot, the string sent the arrow out, the bow nailed Mu Sicheng, who was unable to dodge in time, in the shoulder blade, with a strong force, it straightly carried Mu Sicheng backward for dozens of meters.

He let out a muffled grunt of pain, and the gold dust on the floor grazed two whitened drag marks on his feet.

[System Warning: Player Mu Sicheng's life value has dropped to 9, and his life value is about to be zeroed out.]

Armand staggered to his feet, bracing his longbow, blood dripping from his jaw, his voice broken and cold, "You're about to bottom out."

"Give up, Mu Sicheng, you're no match for me."

"Beg for mercy now, and I can still give you a pain in the ass."

"...... Ahem, painful?" Mu Sicheng lay on his back, he had a large hole in his right shoulder and a large hole in his abdomen, both of which were oozing blood, but he laughed out loud, "You're a person who does things in an abrasive manner, only when you just went crazy and fought with me was considered painful."

Armand doesn't say much, he calms down the moment he sees that Mu Sicheng can't move and pulls his bow full on one foot, "After this game, we won't see each other after this either."

"One last piece of advice before I send you out."

"Stop stealing."

"Tsk." Mu Sicheng grudgingly propped up his upper body and tossed a bloodstained cocooned ball in his hand, raising an eyebrow, "I'm sorry then."

"And I just stole this from you."

Armand's pupils shrink - that's the cocooning sphere of cd skills formed by his Hurricane Butterfly, which can't be included in the panel!

If it's stolen by Mu Sicheng, even if he sends the guy away, he won't be able to use the [Hurricane Butterfly] skill in the second half!

"Give it back!!!"

"Wasn't it just a righteous ...... cough." Mu Sicheng braced himself on the ground and stood up shakily, his tone harsh, "Saying you want to give me any advice?"

"Now it's my turn to give you advice."

Mu Sicheng held the cocooned ball between two fingers and shook it from side to side, snickering, "Never let your guard down against a thief you've been in melee with."

Armand's face finally went completely cold, "At a time like this, you are pursuing such unjust behavior to determine victory ......"

He had really looked away before to believe that the other party wasn't that bad.

Mu Sicheng was indeed a born thief.

"You'll never stop hurting people with this childish behavior to please yourself, so many hard lessons you don't remember at all."

Mu Sicheng clenched his five fingers together, clutching the cocooned ball in his hand as he looked up, blood dripping from his jaw, his eyes narrowing slightly as if he had heard a great joke, snorting very softly, "Pleasure?"

"You think I steal to please myself?"

"What do you know, just judge me ......"

Armand paused, stunned for a moment as he caught Mu Sicheng's eyes - the man was smiling, but his eyes were very still.

--like the look in his eyes when he was killed, and killed him, in the last moments of his last life.

The day before, Wandering Circus Guild Room, pre-game pep talk.

"Mu Sicheng." Bai Liu looked down at the papers without lifting his head, "Stay here."

Mu Sicheng, who was about to leave, stiffened his neck, and then fell down on the table, casting a look of help to Tang Er Ta and Mu Ke, who smiled and shook his head, while Tang Er Ta helplessly spread his hands, indicating that there was nothing he could do.

Only after the others had left did Mu Sicheng come over to Bai Liu's side and whisper feed, "Are you really sure you want me to be the ace of the undercard?"

"Is it not you yourself who has been clamoring to be the ace all day?" Bai Liu raised his head slightly to look at Mu Sicheng for a moment, then dropped his eyes back to the paper, his tone natural, "Now that I'm really letting you on, are you afraid?"

Mu Sicheng instantly sat up straight and waved his hands in a serious manner, "That's bound to be impossible!"

Bai Liu gave him a look, "Then why the look of reluctance?"

"Just ...... my skills you know, good of course." Mu Sicheng slowly plopped back down again, "But it's the playoffs and the first game of the opener."

"...... Everyone's skills are so cool, I'm just a stealer, if I'm an ace, when people see it, will they say our guild is inferior?"

Bai Liu stopped flipping through the documents, his eyes half-lidded, his fingers unconsciously spinning the coins-an action of thought.

Mu Sicheng's heart lifted with Bai Liu's thoughtful movements, his fists clenched as he joked dryly, "Right? Haha, you don't think it's appropriate either, do you?"

"Underhanded indeed." Bai Liu nodded, "But it shouldn't have anything to do with your skills, my tactics have always been known for being underhanded, which can be considered a specialty of our team."

Mu Sicheng: "......"

How is it that this man can say such things about himself with a straight face ah!

"On the contrary, it is you." Bai Liu stared thoughtfully at Mu Sicheng, "Obviously your desire centers on stealing, so why do you hold a negative attitude towards it?"

"......" Mu Sicheng feinted, averting his eyes calmly, "Stealing itself is a wrong behavior, isn't it?"

"Doing the Wrong Behavior ......"

Mu Sicheng's tone slowly sank, "...... There is a price to pay."

"To judge whether an act is correct or not, one should not look at the act itself, one should look at the result caused by the act, right?" Bai Liu's tone was calm, "Just judging good or bad based on how the act itself is identified in popular perception is a bit too biased."

"For example, in the eyes of many people, an existence like [the orphanage] is good, an existence like [the house] is good, and an existence like [the Church] is good."

"But Love Welfare is bad, as are Five Buildings and The Witch."

"Behavior in itself is not good or bad; behavior that leads to results is good or bad."

Mu Sicheng looked at Bai Liu, his voice trembling very softly, "So, what about stealing?"

Bai Liu looked at him levelly, "In reality, it's bad."

"But here, it's just a game."

"No one would condemn a thief in a game, just like no one would condemn a dragon in a fairy tale."

"Because you didn't do any damage."

Mu Sicheng looked at Bai Liu fearfully.

[Hey, Yuan Qingqing, people like you should hate petty thieves like me, right? Why are you at the same table with me?

The round-faced, long-ponytailed girl looked up from her mountain of homework, looked at him seriously, and answered:

[Because it's not like you've really done anything bad.]

[Your stealing from those people is like playing a game, and a lot of times you end up giving it back, you don't seem like really bad people, fellow Mu Sicheng.]

[Bad guys aren't going to like the Hipster Monkey Rubber.]

"Any other strange questions can be asked of me all together, no charge." Bai Liu puts his head down again and flips through the papers, "I left you here because I thought you had a lot of questions for me, and I don't have a lot of questions about you you serving as an ace, per se."

"What if ...... what if my stealing caused a very bad influence?" Mu Sicheng asked very softly with his head down.

"Can you make it up?" Bai Liu asked calmly in return.

"I'm doing my best to make up for it." Mu Sicheng replied in a trembling voice.

"Then go and make amends, wait until the moment when the atonement is complete, and apologize properly to that person." Bai Liu replied flatly, "If to Fang Ke to forgive you, then you have made amends complete, if not, then always atone."

"You should have that realization, right?"

Mu Sicheng took a deep breath, "I have."

--He had entered the game with this realization, fled from those players, and had been dead on his feet, dead on his feet, surviving until now.

He wants to resurrect the people who died through his fault.

Bai Liu hmmmed and asked, "Any other questions?"

Mu Sicheng lay on the table and raised his head very shallowly, there seemed to be tears in the pupils of his eyes, and his voice was a little muffled: "...... Bai Liu, will you always be my friend?"

"In a broad sense, I should be considered your soul-bondsman, and I will maintain this relationship with you that you personally consider a friend for as long as your soul exists." Bai Liu replied faintly, he paused, "In the narrower sense-"

"Well, I'll always be your friend."