Game of the World Tree - Chapter 57
57. Chapter 57 Is this a bug in the sacrifice?
Li Mu and Demacia’s discovery was a good start.
After that, players found elf books, lost crafts, etc. in the ruins of Florence… Not only that, some people dug out some elf equipment from thousands of years ago.
Unfortunately, after thousands of years of burial, these equipment have long been damaged and scrapped, especially those magic equipment, which have long lost their magic aura, and the inscriptions are all damaged, basically turning into a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron…
In the natural temple of the elf town.
A male player was holding a few pieces of elf equipment dug out from the ruins and talking to Alice, the natural saint.
“What? Can’t these items be sacrificed to the goddess?”
Looking at the broken antiques in his hands, he asked with some disappointment.
He found this after exploring the ruins of Florence for a long time.
Alice sighed and patiently explained:
“Mother Goddess is so noble, how could she possibly accept these things? Sacrificing these things to the true God is a blasphemy to Her Majesty!”
“Well… Miss Alice, I’ll give it a try, what do you think? We successfully sacrificed the goblin equipment we seized before… If it doesn’t work, I’ll give up…”
The player was unwilling to give up and tried again.
After hearing his words, Alice’s expression gradually became cold.
She said angrily:
“This Chosen One, even if you are not a believer of nature, you must have the most basic respect for Her Majesty the Mother Goddess!”
“The only items that can be used as sacrifices for Her Majesty the Mother Goddess are the divine objects that Her Majesty the Mother Goddess needs, or the oracles that She has ordered to find them!”
“She asked you to explore Florence in order to collect the inheritance of the elven civilization and to find the classics! These damaged pieces of copper and iron cannot be used as sacrifices for the true gods. They can only stay in the memorial hall! Do you still want Her Majesty the Mother Goddess to help you repair your equipment?!”
“Before, you privately mixed the goblin equipment into the sacrifices without our consent. The matter has passed, and Her Majesty the Mother Goddess did not pursue it, so I will not pursue it either.”
“But now you want to repeat similar things, I will never agree!”
At the end, the girl’s voice had risen very high, and her attitude was firm.
What a joke, although Her Majesty the Mother Goddess is friendly, She is also a true god who is high above!
How can these pieces of copper and iron be allowed to enter the vision of the true gods?
This is a blasphemy against the gods!
The Mother Goddess is supreme…
She accepted the sacrifices of the Chosen Ones before and did not punish them for their recklessness. That was because the Mother Goddess was tolerant and merciful!
But this does not mean that she can indulge these guys who sacrifice recklessly!
Thinking of this, Alice’s expression became more determined.
Her serious expression, coupled with the unique momentum of the Silver Priest, suppressed the player to the point that he was speechless.
The player’s expression changed, and then he sighed:
“Okay.”
After saying that, he left the temple dejectedly.
When he came out, the teammates who had been waiting outside the temple for a long time immediately surrounded him:
“How is it? Was the sacrifice successful?”
And when everyone saw the antique equipment in his hand, they were immediately disappointed:
“No?”
“The Saint Miss doesn’t want to.”
The male player shook his head.
“Why is that so… Basaka helped us sacrifice the goblin’s equipment before!”
“Ahem, don’t forget, that time we collectively activated the sacrificial array he carved while he was sleeping, and sacrificed ourselves… He was very angry when he woke up…”
“…”
“What should we do then?”
The players fell silent.
After a moment, a spellcasting player had an idea:
“Since sacrificing goblin equipment was successful before, it means that it is still possible to sacrifice. Otherwise… we try to carve the array ourselves and try to sacrifice ourselves?”
“Hmm? Can you carve the array?”
others asked.
“Ahem… I haven’t carved it before, but I recorded the process of Alice carving the array when she sacrificed herself before. Maybe… we can learn to try it?”
The mage touched the back of his head and replied.
“Hmm? It sounds like we can give it a try! This game has such a high degree of freedom, what if it succeeds!”
The eyes of other players lit up.
They did it as soon as they said it, so they packed up their things and found an open space to try it out.
When Alice and Basaka were carving the magic circle, they used a kind of paint with magic power.
This paint was produced from a magical plant in the Elf Forest, and the players used it a lot when repairing the temple.
Therefore, they only spent a little time to collect a lot.
After preparing the paint, they began to imitate the carving according to the steps in the video…
It turned out that their imitation ability was still very strong.
After failing several times, the players really drew a sacrificial magic circle that exuded a faint magical fluctuation!
“Success!”
They were delighted.
“Do you remember the procedure of sacrifice?”
“I remember! I remember! First, pray! Then, after getting a response, put the sacrifice into the magic circle!”
“Well… OK, then you try it!”
Several players did what they said. One of them stood up and bowed slightly in the direction of the World Tree like the NPC, then drew a symbol of Mother Nature on his chest, and then prayed respectfully:
“Praise Mother Nature, praise the goddess of life, praise the great elf master – Eve Yuktrasil! Beautiful and noble goddess, we have found the relics of the elves and want to sacrifice them to you!”
Hearing his words, several players were ashamed.
To put it nicely, it is a relic, but to put it bluntly, it is actually a pile of scrap metal…
“Will the goddess respond?”
They were also a little unsure.
However, at this moment, the magic circle suddenly bloomed with a bright light and began to work!
Several players were overjoyed when they saw it:
“Oh my god… can it really work?”
“The sacrifice channel is open!”
“Quick! See if you can throw these things in!”
Several players were in a hurry and quickly put the pile of scrap equipment they collected into the magic circle.
As soon as they put them in, these scrap equipment emitted a burst of light and disappeared.
At the same time, the players who sacrificed also received a system prompt that the contribution value was credited, but the contribution was pitifully small, only a few dozen points.
“Success!”
The players cheered.
Although it was only a few dozen points of contribution, at least this proved that even picking up scraps can be exchanged for money!
“This… Isn’t it a bug in the sacrifice?”
Looking at the disappearing scraps, a player said uncertainly. No
matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was a bit weird that the goddess would accept the sacrifice of scrap copper and iron.
The other players looked at each other and laughed.
They patted him on the shoulder and said,
“Why think so much? No matter if it’s a bug or
not, it’s OK as long as we can make money!” “Hehehe, there are still a lot of these broken equipment in the ruins. Even if we don’t find the classics, we can still make a small profit!”
“Go, go, go, go and pick some more!”
“Ahem, if it’s really a bug, we have to make more money before the official finds it… Otherwise, when the loophole is fixed, we won’t be able to sacrifice the waste.”
As they said, they ran to the ruins of Florence again…
…
high in the sky.
Eve repaired the broken equipment she received, added some special effects, and then threw it into the corner to save it.
“There are more equipment to sell.”
He said leisurely.
Rolling on the ground to ask for recommendation tickets! _(:з」∠)_ I love recommendation tickets, recommendation tickets make me happy…
By the way, continue to post group number: 674-474-458
Thank you xiaojiaoqing丶 and hill2 for the 100-point reward!
(End of this chapter)
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