Quadruple split

What a wonderful experience~

One second ago, I was in an unpredictable and ethereal palace, with a myriad of thoughts in that mysterious realm that is unimaginable to ordinary people. Then I was swallowed up by the noisy crowd in an instant, and the thunderous shouts and shouts in the distance were deafening. The cold wind with thin oxygen can always refresh people's spirits, and the high-pitched and passionate chatter, laughter and shouting are also endless, as if they have returned to reality from a dream~

Blacksmiths, medicine sellers, tailors, stuffing choppers, bird walkers, sword makers, treasure hunters, beggars, prayers, skewers eaters, scrap collectors, shoe insoles sellers...

Well, it looks like a train station in reality...

"It's really lively here." Mo Tan finally recovered from the sight of the train station and said to Lessard with emotion: "I thought there wouldn't be so many people here~"

He looked around at the endless crowd around him, and then his eyes were involuntarily attracted to a huge hexagonal building not far away. The previous shouts and waves came from there...

"This is the First Outer Mountain, and there are no restrictions on access~" The sturdy orc warlock raised his head and gestured to his surroundings: "Because the Grand Arena is in the First Outer Mountain, the people here are adventurers, mercenaries and those who like to pursue power. Working mainly with exciting guys is the best place to improve your strength~"

Mo Tan nodded. He really yearned for this kind of place where he could become stronger, but he was also a little worried about whether he would be beaten into a mosaic by someone after a face-to-face meeting. A level 3 warrior plus a level 1 knight. The level of strength can be said to be very poor even among players, let alone compared with these NPCs who are quite unfathomable...

"Let's go, I'll take you inside first." Lessard dragged Mo Tan towards the large arena not far away with great interest, and said with a smile: "You probably have to spend some time here, after all, with your Your current strength..."

The high-level observer smacked his mouth twice in confusion, shook his head and said nothing more.

"What will happen when my strength reaches a certain level?" Mo Tan suddenly turned to Lessard and asked, "Are you going to stay here for a long time?"

The latter was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand at him: "We will tell you something and then remind you something. It doesn't matter what you want to do or where you go in the future. We will not restrict anyone's freedom. I can guarantee you that.”

For some reason, Mo Tan felt that there seemed to be a hint of bitterness in Lessard's tone, but the latter did not show any abnormality and soon chatted with him about the Grand Arena with great interest~

"There are a lot of people who know this place~" Lessard walked in front and pushed through the crowd while turning back and smiling at Mo Tan: "After the opening of the First Outer Mountain, 30% of the powerful people on the mainland have been here, including some There are a few particularly outstanding ones, and they all received gifts from Tianzhu Mountain, and also gained the right to have their names engraved on the Monument of the Brave forever."

The two quickly entered the first-floor hall of the arena. Compared with the square outside, it was relatively empty. The area was much larger than it looked from the outside, but the number of people was relatively sparse. Both sides of the hall were There are a large number of spiral staircases on the sides that can lead to the upper floor. In the center is a circular work area, where many receptionists who seem to be aborigines of Tianzhu Mountain handle the procedures for visitors.

The environment here is completely different from the so-called inner mountain before. The style tends to be thick and rough. Although it does not have that ethereal mystery, the huge steel runes on the surrounding walls give this place a wild feel out of thin air. The atmosphere, coupled with the ground and decorations made of black, red and gray as the main colors, are in perfect harmony with the main theme here.

Not far away from Mo Tan's left hand side (he was not sure which direction it was) were twelve black metal pillars, ten of which were engraved with silver characters and each had a small statue on it.

"The first floor is not a competitive area, so there will be relatively few people." Lessard pointed to the circular reception area not far away and said: "You can go through the competition procedures there and apply for accommodation. I will explain to them later. , you can temporarily live here during this period."

Mo Tan nodded, he naturally had no objection, and having a place to live would make it more convenient for him to go offline.

Then Lessard took him to the row of black metal pillars on the left and smiled: "This is what I told you before, you can take a look at those who are qualified to leave their names in the arena. "

Mo Tan nodded, and then came to the first metal pillar...

[‘Junkrat’ Jamison Parson, human, shadow master, goblin engineering master, record: one thousand, four hundred and seventy-eight wins, six draws, and one loss]

The line of text on the metal pillar appeared in front of Mo Tan's eyes after systematic translation. The small statue above was a skinny human with a naked upper body and a dagger in one hand and a cannon barrel in the other.

"He is the most talented thief I have ever seen, and he is also an engineering genius." Lessard looked at the arrogant and domineering statue in front of him and whispered to Mo Tan: "It's a pity that there is something wrong with his brain. At the last moment, In a battle, he tried to die with his opponent. Although he survived by chance, he also lost a leg."

Mo Tan was also quite sad, and then walked towards the second metal pillar...

[‘Bull Demon’ Kane Snowhoof, tauren, weapons master, artist, bard, record: one thousand, two hundred and seventy-three wins, eleven draws, and one loss]

This is a tall tauren holding a totem pole in his left hand and a truqin in his right hand.

"Ah, I still remember this guy~" Lessard said with a smile: "He once met a gangster of his own race, and it turned out that guy named Magatha actually wanted to poison him before the game. Guess What happened in the end?"

Mo Tan thought for a while: "That person probably didn't succeed."

"More than that~" Lessard rolled his eyes: "Later he was beaten so hard that even his mother could not recognize him. When he went out, he was beaten into a cripple by Little Bain, the son of the old cow, who put a sack on him. It is said that he was later thrown away A mountain that was famous at that time was left to fend for itself.”

Mo Tan asked subconsciously: "What mountain?"

"It seems to be called Brokeback Mountain. I heard that a dragon with a broken spine fell there. Then, for some reason, a bunch of weird people appeared there. Finally..."

"Ahem, let me continue to look..."

[‘Flying Tiger’ Paul Winchell, half-orc, restless ranger, stage actor, detective, record: one thousand and fifty-six wins, zero draws, one loss]

This is a tiger man. There is no weapon in his hand in the statue, and he seems to be about to leap into the air.

"Haha, this guy is very interesting. Although he is a ranger, he rarely shoots arrows. During the battle, he is almost always jumping around, jumping very high, and then stepping on other people's faces." Lessard smashed his mouth: "He It seems like he likes to jump even when he walks."

…

[‘Eighth Master’ Bugs Spinney, half-orc, legendary magician, duke, adventurer, record: one thousand and forty-five wins, one hundred draws, one loss]

A handsome half-orc with buck teeth and long ears. He was thin and dressed in a black noble dress. He also held a hammer with "100T" written on it in his hand.

Lessard's face was not very good, and he muttered: "This guy is a disaster. He is stronger than the most powerful berserker. He also has extremely weird spiritual magic and space magic, but he claims to be just a 'magician' , and even almost slipped into the inner mountain once."

…

"Huh?" When Mo Tan reached the fifth black metal pillar, he was stunned for a moment, because there was nothing on it, just a bare pillar with neither writing nor statues on it.

Lessard smiled and said: "The twelve pillars of bravery have not been filled up until now. The reason is a bit complicated. If you are interested, I will tell you later."

…

['Black Fang' Tom Slytherin, human, dark wizard, summoner, magician, one thousand five hundred wins, zero draws, one loss]

The statue is of a man completely hidden under a black cloak, and his appearance cannot be seen at all.

"This is a scary guy!" Lessard seemed to have a headache: "He seems to be the leader of a cult outside, but he is really strong. In order to prevent this guy from killing people, we have to send people to watch him in almost every game. Hold him."

The corners of Mo Tan's mouth twitched, and he felt like he had figured out some rules.

[‘Alien’ BoJack Anene,? ? ? , bard, nine hundred and seventy wins, zero draws, and one loss]

The shape is that of a dejected horse-headed man without any features.

"The origin of his nickname is quite interesting." Lessard said with a gloomy look: "The race of 'horse-headed man' does not exist in this world, and his parents are indeed half-orcs, but his head It's not a half-orc's head at all, it looks like a horse's head anyway, so many people call him 'alien', and its characteristic is... well, it's very sad (four sounds), yes, very sad..."

I don't know why, but Mo Tan looked at the statue in front of him and suddenly felt very sad...

…

[‘0803’ Wesley Sion, dwarf,? ? ? , Nobles, six hundred and sixty-six wins, fourteen draws, and one loss]

This is a young dwarf wearing a white wig, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a bell hanging around his neck.

"Wesley is the youngest contestant in history. His admirers call him 0803. I don't know why." Lessard scratched his hair: "He always wins. He is very smart and has a lively and cute personality. , optimistic, active, kind, and always smiling.”

Mo Tan's face had gradually stiffened. He didn't know if Lessard understood what he was talking about...

…

[‘Walker’, stalagmite, half-elf, monk, weapon master, berserker, druid, two thousand wins, zero draws, zero losses]

The statue is of a tall elf holding a long stick. Although his body is a little heavy, he is still very handsome. He is bare-chested, wearing a tiger skin skirt, and on his head... I can't go on...

"Stonemaw is the only one who has never lost in the Colosseum." For the first time, there was an emotion that could be called awe in Lessard's eyes: "I don't know what else he can't do... "

Mo Tanqian laughed and said, "Do you want to know about the Tightening Curse?"

"ah?"

"nothing……"

…

['Red Fire' Blazaken, arakkoa, monk, magic swordsman, fire mage, one thousand and seventy wins, zero draws, one loss]

This is a red-haired Crow Man with his head held high. He is wearing a red outfit and has a fireball at his feet. He looks arrogant.

"Zarkon is an alien among the arakkoa." Lessard smiled: "He is also an alien among mages. At least I have never seen any magician who can kick fireballs with his feet~"

Mo Tan shrugged. He felt that if one of his characters had the opportunity to become a mage, let alone kicking fireballs, he would be able to hit people with that thing.

…

The penultimate metal pillar was still blank, but Mo Tan stood there and suddenly turned to Lessard and smiled: "Let me guess, is the last person an orc?"

The latter shook his head: "No."

"Wareboar?"

"no."

"Uh... Okay, then is his nickname 'Bajie' or 'Second Senior Brother'?"

"no."

"Should your name be Oink?"

"No~" Lessard pointed to the last metal pillar with some humor: "His name is Davis."

Mo Tan: "..."

But at this moment, Lessard, who originally seemed very leisurely, had a serious look on his face. After standing still for a few seconds, he suddenly said to Mo Tan: "I want to go back to the inner mountain immediately. During this time, you can Just take a look or take a rest first, someone will come to you later."

"Okay." Mo Tan nodded: "Thank you very much."

"Take it." Lessard gave him a piece of dark purple crystal and pointed to the center of the hall: "Show them this and let the little guys prepare a better room for you. I will come back when I have time. Yours~"

After saying that, he casually tore a dark red crack open and walked in quickly as before.

Mo Tan lowered his head and looked at the crystal in his hand.

【Lessard's token】

Quality: the only legend

Effect: It allows you to travel unimpeded in the mountains outside Tianzhu Mountain and enjoy extremely high treatment.

[Note: The token of Lessard’s Fire Blade, the ninth high-ranking observer in Tianzhu Mountain, contains extremely powerful power, but it has nothing to do with you. 】

"The only legend..." Mo Tan looked at the inconspicuous dark purple crystal in his hand in surprise, and murmured: "Although the amount of information is indeed very large, I am getting more and more confused."

But he didn't think much about it, he just held it in his hand and walked to the reception desk in the center of the hall, preparing to open a room for himself first, and then learn a little about the rules of this large arena and other related matters...

As a result, just when he was about to talk to the dwarf elder sister who looked a little listless in front of him, a piece of the ground behind him suddenly collapsed!

Mo Tan and several people next to him were startled, and then they saw...

A pickaxe stuck out from the hole that just appeared...

A thin hand stretched out from inside...

A candle sticks out from inside...

Chapter 76: End