Tribulation of Mysteries - Chapter 1046

[Chapter 1044: Bard (4400 4600)]

The ninth essence——[Sealing]!

High-ranking beings who have reached this stage can leave their own exclusive mark on the path to spirituality.

Even if you die temporarily, there is a certain probability that you will be reborn through various influences in the future!

It can be said that after being promoted to the ninth essence, it is not easy to die completely.

Aaron’s ‘imprinting ceremony’ imprinted his influence on all the worlds!

This was a back-up move that he had prepared for his failure from the beginning.

You can be resurrected in any world where you have left an impact!

The northern wilderness.

The cold wind blew by, and a human figure faintly emerged from the void.

“Huh… so cold!”

Aaron spit out a mouthful of white mist containing ice crystals, and folded his arms: “I want to die… Why haven’t I been resurrected yet, and only one of my clones has been resurrected?”

“This place… seems to be a place. The crystal wall world of the gods, right? At the beginning, I only left some beliefs. Even if I completed the engraving, I left…”

“No, I want to become an immortal!”

He complained: “And… you didn’t bring it with me. With so much power, he is still a commanding officer and a half-step creator… How stingy! “

Yes, Aaron is alive, but not fully alive!”

What was resurrected was just an incarnation!

His true nature wanted to take advantage of his death to do something big.

“I want to get rid of madness and pollution through death… This is only the first level. His biggest goal is to separate from Goldfinger?”

Aaron touched his chin: “‘Secret Source’, the Goldfinger, has been around since the beginning. The gain became a drag on my later promotion to the Creator, and… there might be some calculations above, so naturally it would be better to peel it off…”

“But… at that time, my actions were still too crazy, and I actually Directly impacting the realm of Si Ming and the Creator, even taking back all the clones and incarnations of consciousness, fighting to the death, desperate… without leaving any way out? “

“Oh, it turns out that after I was promoted to Si Ming, I had already Half crazy!”

“That’s okay!”

“No matter what a madman does, it’s not surprising!”

…

“Fortunately, I’m not crazy now!”

Aaron murmured and started to check himself.

Well, the ‘secret source’ is gone.

He doesn’t carry much other power, so he is indeed quite stingy.

“The only golden finger seems to be…part of the results of human body digitization?”

Aaron’s eyes flashed fluorescently, and lines of data streams emerged:

[Name: Aaron]

[Race: Human]

[Attribute: Strength 11 (+1), Agility 15 (+1), Constitution 12 (+1), Intelligence 17 (+1), Perception 16 (+1), Charisma 21 (+1)]

[Alignment: Lawful Evil]

[Occupation: Level 10 commoner/Level 8 bard]

[HP: 130/130]

[Divinity value: 10 (weak divinity) (all attributes +1)]

[Divinity value: 0]

[Divinity value: 0]

[Priesthood : Kimo, Story]

[Personal Skills: Accordion 99, Recorder 100, Harp 150, Wilderness Survival 87, Potion 68, Alchemy 34, Stealing 88, Medical 55, Singing 105, Transcription 88, Storytelling 300]

[Personal Expertise: Erudite, Cold Resistance, Mobile Casting, Spell Penetration, Intuitive Dodge, Stealth, Charisma]

[Special Expertise: False God]

[Professional Expertise: Tiger Balm]

…

“Alas…”

Seeing this original attribute Bar, Aaron couldn’t help but sigh.

When he first visited this world, he only wanted to leave a mark as soon as possible and complete the work, so he chose to take a shortcut.

This is also the reason why he chose ‘Bard’ as his main profession.

You know, the bard’s professional specialty is bragging! Ah bah…no, it’s telling a story!

As the saying goes, if you tell a story well, you can have all you can eat and drink!

Haven’t you seen another fantasy continent where the best storyteller was disabled in a wheelchair, lay there for eight seasons, and finally became the king?

To leave a mark, the trick is to make up stories one after another, and then brag them to others to believe them!

When Aaron came to the Northland, he took up a job as a bard, telling stories in major taverns, and then abruptly raised this skill to a proficiency level of 300. Even professionals could be coaxed into being stunned by him. .

Then, he found the extreme northern wilderness where the gods did not pay much attention and was also a remote place. He tricked a group of Kimo people into worshiping and believing in the “Earl of Green Forest”, the ancestor of the Kimo people that he made up, and actually became a Kimo people. He is a racial god who told stories so well that he received an additional [Story] priesthood and became a false god.

Then there will be no more…

This world is too difficult to mix. If he were to become a god with a ‘story’ or a ‘Kimo man’, he would probably have a weak divine power until he died.

After Aaron played for a while, he patted his butt and left.

“This weak divinity is probably accumulated by the Kimo people’s long-term belief…”

Aaron closed his eyes and sighed a little: “They are almost extinct… so miserable!”

In his priesthood,’ The Kimo people’s light began to dim.

And through induction, the Kimo people around the world are close to extinction.

On the contrary, the story priesthood, although weak, still exists tenaciously. It seems that popular stories can indeed be passed down for a long time and remain fresh for a long time.

“It turns out that it’s really screwed up now…”

“The bard is a ‘Taiwan Balm’ profession. The so-called Tiger Balm… Oh, it seems beautiful, but it makes me cry if I talk about it too much…”

Aaron looked at the end of the attribute column. His professional specialty – Tiger Balm, a series of explanations suddenly appeared:

[Taiwan Balm: Bards have certain spell-casting abilities, and can also use their own charm to comprehend spell-like abilities like warlocks, and even have the potential to become priests. At the same time, they can also be like Rogues generally sneak and fight…]

Looks great, right?

A bard can not only use a dagger to sneak attack, but can also wield a long sword like a swordsman, or learn to use a bow and arrow like an elf.

Except for the muscular barbarian warrior profession, which requires high strength and physique, most other professional skills can be learned.

Even, you can cast spells that make a bunch of physical professionals drool, and you are known as a magic and martial arts master, invincible in the world!

But the subsequent professional penalties are not fun…

[…But at the same time, you get the professional penalty of “mixed and unrefined”, and the difficulty of learning skills increases (experience required doubles)! ]

This results in the bard being able to learn low-level skills of other professions at most, and being powerless when they reach high levels. It can be said that they are invincible when bullying noobs, but they have to kneel when they meet masters.

As for simply specializing in learning the abilities of a certain profession, wouldn’t it be better to change professions directly? Why should you learn high-level skills of other professions with a double experience penalty? What

‘s more, most bards cannot comprehend the real core skills of those professions.

“In this world, I have never heard of a bard who is very good at fighting…”

“Even if he enters the legendary realm, he is still a waste in the legend!”

“You have to pay for the original choice…”

Aaron burst into tears.

Immediately, his expression became serious: “I can feel… He is here! Is He resurrected first?”

The battle or competition with [Scarlet Sun] has just begun!

“Now… I need to find someone to understand the latest situation.”

Aaron’s eyes naturally flowed, and relying on the expertise of [Pseudo God], he sensed that in an abandoned Kimo stronghold, there was something near his holy emblem. living person.

“Well… it doesn’t matter if the Holy Emblem is destroyed. There are quite a lot of other relics, but they are not destroyed. It’s just goodwill. You can see…”

Aaron chanted a spell and wanted to open a teleportation for himself. Door.

Suddenly, his expression changed: “Where is the magic net? Where is the magic net as big as mine?”

Low-level mages need to rely on the magic net to cast spells.

And with the magic net gone, Aaron also loses his ability to cast spells, unless he relies on his 18 points of intelligence to delve into the ability of ‘casting without magic net’.

But obviously, there is no such margin now.

“Damn it!”

He muttered in a low voice: “Fortunately, I am still a warlock!”

His highest attribute is charm! Even beyond 20 points, gain the charismatic feat!

In fact, he should have changed his profession to become a warlock.

However, at this time, relying on the innate and extraordinary charm, he can also actively attract elements into the body to form spell-like abilities.

A hazy light emerged, and his speed suddenly increased.

——Acceleration!

…

Inside the Kimo people’s hemispherical igloo.

The paladin with a broken arm was sleeping with his sword on his head.

Suddenly, he looked at the door and opened his eyes.

Boom!

There was a knock on the door, which made Grace wake up: “There is someone, who?”

“A traveler in the wind and snow wants to stay overnight. I hope the owner will allow it.”

A young voice came from outside. .

The paladin gave Grace a careful look, stood up and opened the door.

Whoops!

Countless snowflakes surged in, accompanied by a young man.

He has black curly hair, purple eyes full of mystery, handsome features, and an affinity that can make people fall in love with him as soon as they meet.

“Warlock?”

The paladin frowned. The paladin has an extremely strong will and is completely immune to the spell of ‘Charming Humans’. He is naturally resistant to charismatic beings such as succubi, goblins, and water spirits. Naturally, he will not be attacked by Aaron. Handsome appearance confuses.

The purpose of opening her mouth now was to remind Grace next to her.

‘No wonder he is so handsome, he turns out to be a warlock…’

Grace said to herself, and saw Aaron closing the door and showing a smile: “Hello… my name is Aaron! I am a bard!”

He sat down with a calm expression and lit a barbecue over the fire, seemingly turning a blind eye to the paladin’s broken arm.

The paladin stared at Aaron with scrutinizing eyes.

He suspected that the other party was from the evil camp, but without using ‘Detect Evil’, it was actually difficult to determine.

Those who can know how red and black they are without the need for camp detection like [Red Robed Monk] can only do those who worship the evil god’s retinue.

The bonfire burned, crackling from time to time.

The aroma of barbecue fills the air.

When it was done, Aaron divided the meat into three portions and handed them to the paladin and Grace.

The paladin shook his head and refused, continuing to sleep.

Grace hesitated for a moment, then took the barbecue and ate it in small bites: “Thank you…”

“I saw your badge. Are you the pastor of Ms. Chenxi? Why are you here?”

Aaron asked .

Grace hesitated for a moment. The hot spring canyon and the evacuation team were secrets, so she lied a little: “To avoid being chased by the [Red-robed Monk]…”

“[Red-robed Monk]?” Aaron came. Interest: “Can you tell me in detail? I have been wandering in the wasteland and don’t understand the current form of the continent…”

Grace looked at him and opened her mouth slightly, as if looking at a monster: “Invasion of alien gods, demons The network collapses… the entire material world, no, even the four elemental planes and hell are facing catastrophe, and you haven’t heard of it at all?”

“I’m sorry… can you elaborate?” Aaron looked sincere.

Although Grace found it strange, this kind of public information obviously meant nothing, so she briefly talked about the catastrophe.

The bonfire is still burning, bringing warmth to the surroundings.

Aaron rubbed his stiff face: “Invasion of foreign gods – the leader of their pantheon is the Supreme God, [Great Divine Power] – [Great Sun Tathagata]?”

“Yes, these foreign gods They have a unique way of dividing their personalities, which is called ‘fruition position’! There are four levels: Buddha, Bodhisattva, Arhat, and Dharma Protector, which respectively correspond to our [strong divine power], [medium divine power], [weak divine power], and [weak divine power]. Weak divine power]…’ Mahakala’ is the Buddha with [powerful divine power], also known as ‘Six-armed Mahakala’, ‘Dharma-fighting and defeating Buddha by Krishna’…”

A trace of fear appeared on Grace’s face Color: “In addition, the [powerful divine power] Buddha of the external gods also includes the ‘Eastern Fudoless Victory Buddha’, the ‘Great Mani Pearl King Wisdom Buddha’, the ‘Silent Lord Secret Lord Buddha’ and so on… The Buddha’s Above, it is [Great Sun Tathagata]! He is the supreme root respected by all Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Vajras, and Dharma Protectors!”

Aaron’s expression became more and more rigid: “[Great Sun Tathagata] gave birth to [ Mahakala], why does this scene look so familiar? And those [powerful divine powers], Chrysalis, Tower, and Secret? The scarlet sun gave birth to them again? ‘

‘Depend on! My dear, you tricked me! ! ! ‘

At this moment, Aaron wanted to die and let me do it myself.

As a level 8 bard and false god, can I carry so many [moderate divine powers], [powerful divine powers], [great divine powers]… can I carry it?

This hole is too big…I can’t fill it myself.

Aaron patted his cheek and chose to forget about it for the time being: “You just said… that the person chasing you was a jackal [red-robed monk]? Have the jackals also converted to those foreign gods?”

Grace’s face immediately showed a look of hatred: “The kingdom of the God of Jackals was originally in the abyss. When the catastrophe came, he was the first to surrender to the Great Sun Tathagata and became the Outer God. The protector god was named the ‘Fierce Wolf-headed Vajra Protector’. We have always suspected that [Great Sun Tathagata] has far more control over the gods of the gods than ordinary gods. Therefore, these surrendered protector gods have successively issued oracles, Let their followers pursue us at all costs…”

At this moment, the paladin who had been listening silently stood up: “I feel the evil aura approaching… Be careful, that jackal [red-robed monk] is chasing us. ”

(End of this chapter)