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Chapter 678 Battle Memories
【Memories of Battle on Azure Star, Part Thirteen】

This artifact is a culmination of the battle memories of a legendary hunter, bestowed with the title "Azure Star," who used the Insect Glaive to fight three Elder Dragons.

[Infuse with magic to experience this battle memory]

"He's a buggy user."

Lanler looked at himself, then at the weapons his men were carrying.

Katana, Greatsword, Dual Blades, Hunting Horn.

There isn't a single Insect Glaive player.

There used to be a bodyguard who used an insect glaive, but he was kicked out because of the curse of the five-person hunting party. Besides, he was a rare administrative talent, and it would be a waste of his talent to have him hunt with them here.

"Does anyone want to switch to Insect Glaive training?" Lanler asked. "That's a rare golden memory."

The bodyguards looked at each other, all clutching their weapons with great care, none of them willing to switch to repairs.

I don't know why, perhaps because they've been hunting for so long, they now cherish their weapons very much. Some have even given their weapons names, and when they can't sleep at night, they talk to their weapons. To be honest, the scene looks a bit creepy.

"Then there's no way."

Lanler shrugged and put the battle memories into his pocket, because he was unwilling to give up the katana.

Therefore, he put all these battle memories into his private collection, which he might use to recruit Insect Glaive masters in the future.

【Battle Memories】 is a new reward system that has recently appeared in the Sien Dungeon.

The Sien Dungeon releases "Battle Memories," which are crystal balls containing the memories of various masters, as rewards. Those who receive these memories can experience them from a first-person perspective by infusing them with magic, and have a chance to learn the combat skills or obtain the corresponding Battle Ash.

Moreover, battle memories can only be viewed once, and then disappear, leaving only an empty crystal ball as a memento.

It is worth noting that the quality of combat memories also varies. Just like the color of the light spot, different colors represent different qualities. For example, white combat memories only have a chance to obtain combat ash or learn combat skills, while gold ones guarantee to obtain combat ash and are guaranteed to teach and learn.

Battle memories are like scattered pieces of Bernal.

Each region has its own unique battle memories. For example, Farron Keep has battle memories of the Undead Legion, as well as battle memories of Gollum, Soul Eater, and even Cursed Frog.

Gong Qiying released this item entirely because there have been too many new players recently, and the dungeon needs to provide more guidance.

The forest region has its own unique characteristics, so the combat memories there are also different.

The experiences of each Monster Hunter protagonist using all the weapons of their generation are broken down into combat memories and distributed among all the elite monsters in the forest area. Even the weakest Great Jagras has a chance to directly produce a gold memory, but the stronger the monster, the greater the probability of a high-quality memory appearing.

The emergence of combat memories has finally provided a template for many adventurers who had acquired weapons but were unsure how to use them. With tutorials available, they were finally able to get started.

However, adventurers can sometimes be quite confused when looking at memories, because different characters may use the same weapon in different ways, making it difficult for adventurers to know who to follow for practice. For example, there are differences between the [Azure Star's Combat Memories] and the [Blazing Flame's Combat Memories], and the latter can even utilize Wirebugs.

Furthermore, battle memories from the forest area have another advantage:
The monsters you fight in each memory are different. By watching the battles between the memory's owner and the monsters, you can learn combat techniques to deal with that type of monster!
The scenes of fighting against ancient dragon-level enemies in the golden battle memories are even more rare and precious.

So far, the golden memories that people have been fortunate enough to have are only about the size of a palm, but that still can't stop people's enthusiasm.

Although there are still some minor issues regarding battle memories.

However, thanks to this, the development of forest areas has now reached a level never before achieved.

Adventurers from two countries are now flooding into the dungeon. They probably know every corner of the dungeon better than Gong Qiying does. Many old maps have been unearthed with new content, and some have been completely explored. This has forced Gong Qiying to innovate and update the old maps.

The forest area was one of the first old maps to be updated.

Because of Lanler's appeal and the Dragon Feast, a large number of newcomers were attracted to the dungeon. The forest area, which teaches the skills of hunting large monsters, became a popular area and rose to T1 in popularity among all areas of the Sien dungeon. Any strategy book about Sien that does not introduce it will be directly criticized as rubbish.

Combat memories are the primary goal for adventurers to find here, followed by collecting materials from more powerful monsters to forge stronger weapons. Every day, the blacksmith's shop is always bustling with people.

In addition to these, exploring the various legends in the forest area has also become a popular activity.

The stories of legendary hunters, anecdotes about monsters, recipes for cat food, and other interesting information are scattered in various corners in the form of notes, which also serve as a diversion for adventurers in their adventure life.

The reason the forest region is so popular is probably because dragon hunting is a passion ingrained in the bones of the people of the Warrior Kingdom, a phenomenon not found in the Kingdom of Anor.

Although Yunka's remarks made everyone in the Warrior Kingdom aware that their bodies were somehow connected to dragon elements and that they could probably be considered little dragon people, people were indeed terrified for several days in the face of this result.

However, it turned out that panicking didn't seem to help, and the dragon blood in my body didn't seem to have any impact on my daily life. Life went on as usual, and too much panic was bad for my heart and brain.

So everyone just ate some eggplants and then they all accepted it.

It's hard to say whether the boost to the body from dragon blood and the resulting loss of the God of War's blessing are a gain or a loss. This is something for those at the top of the combat power to consider; for most ordinary people, it's meaningless to think about such a question.

This means that the belief in the god of war was impacted, and the number of people with a superficial faith in him increased.

However, the God of War himself didn't say anything.

Just like when Gwyn replaced the God of Fire, the original God of Fire was very magnanimous and didn't say anything or make a fuss.

"To be honest, I can't help but want to watch it."

Lanler stroked the golden battle memories in his pocket, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't help himself.

So far, there have been no golden memories related to the katana. He has only seen a few purple ones, the one that impressed him the most was the memory of the hunter named Blazing Flame fighting against the vengeful tiger dragon snow demon beast.

The way the Flame Blaze cut between the two ferocious beasts like the wind, and the way the Flying Insect swung like a 3D maneuver, left a deep impression on him. So much so that he was so focused on admiring it that he completely forgot to observe the details of the battle and ended up learning nothing.

If God gave him another chance, he would still only be interested in admiring!
"There are ancient dragons in the golden battle memories, three of them. I can't even imagine how exciting that scene must be." Lanler gritted his teeth, resolutely let go of his hand, and decided not to look.

He doesn't practice the Insect Glaive, so showing it to himself would be a waste of his talent.

He is now very strict with himself, including controlling his desires!
Although he often couldn't control himself, it was only in small things, he comforted himself with that thought.

In matters of great importance, the fact that he could come to the forest area every day to train until he was exhausted already showed a level of self-discipline beyond most people. Not to mention that he resolutely used the teardrop larvae to cleanse himself, keeping his intelligence to a minimum and putting all the rest into strength.

Even Temud was shocked to see him like this, but more than that, he was pleasantly surprised.

To allow Lanler to focus entirely on his training, Temud even took on all the work in the capital himself.

The tension between the two has eased.

"How about we find a skilled Insect Glaive user to demonstrate for him for free, and then extract his memories?"

As he pondered this to himself, Lanler leaped off the Thunder Dragon's back. The bodyguard beside him fired water jets at him, washing away the sweat and blood. Another bodyguard then sprayed a perfectly warm breeze to dry his body, and the last bodyguard draped a set of decent clothes over him.

"I feel more comfortable not wearing clothes."

Lanler flexed his wrists. "Let's go, today's training is over."

The group then left the forest area, rested at Firelink Shrine for a while, and then started worrying about what to eat for dinner. Finally, they went to the Hunter's Dreamland to mooch a Hunter's Dinner from the doll girl before finally returning to Blackrock City.

Why is the street such a mess?

As soon as he entered Blackrock City and took only a few steps, Lanler frowned.

This time of day is usually when adventurers finish their work, and the place is usually quite lively, but today is different.

Because many ragged people appeared on the streets, looking exhausted as if they had suffered a great calamity, and the city guards were chasing after a group of such people.

Judging from their appearances, these people did not seem to be locals from the Warrior Kingdom. Moreover, the group included all sorts of races; in just a short while, Lanler had already spotted kobolds, dwarves, and elves.

These ragged people were no match for the guards, and they were all arrested in no time.

The bodyguard naturally went up to inquire, and returned shortly after, saying to Lanler:

"They are a group of people who fled from the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Religions, Scammeron. I don't know how they got into the city."

"That country that's at war?"

Lanler raised an eyebrow. He hadn't expected refugees to make it this far. What were the patrolmen in the previous cities doing? If these refugees kept running, they'd be heading straight for the capital!
"I am here on the orders of the gods, how dare you—hiss, stop! Stop! Stop!"

The refugees initially spoke in a strange tone, but they all became obedient under the guards' electric batons.

Lanler walked over curiously, and the guards who were wielding the baton eighteen times a second immediately stopped and obediently saluted.

"Thank you for your hard work," he said, glancing at the refugees who were eyeing him, then turning to the guards. "Lock them all up, and have your superiors check if the patrols have neglected their duties these past few days, allowing refugees to sneak in."

Even the adventurers like Luluwo who sneaked in before still had the help of the Sien Dungeon. These refugees managed to get in without the dungeon's help. Are their legs stronger than a teleportation portal?
Just as he was giving his speech, the elven refugee next to him suddenly grabbed his trouser leg!

The next moment, a greatsword, twin blades, and a hunting horn were placed against the neck of the elven refugee. The lingering blood on these weapons made the elf shudder violently.

"What do you want to do?"

Lanler looked at him calmly, like a still lake, completely unfazed by this sudden "attack".

"Um, well, I just wanted to ask something."

The elf gave a smirk and said:

"You—no, would you be interested in learning about our creator, our god?"

I had long heard that everyone in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Religions was a religious fanatic, not a normal person, and impossible to communicate with normally.

What normal person would preach under such circumstances? If his god could see such a persistent believer, wouldn't he reward him by appointing him as an agent?

Lanler mentally scoffed, then casually asked, "Who?"

The elf shrank back, then mustered his courage and said bravely:

"Descendants of a Great God"

"Hmm, a rather unoriginal title. Many gods have this title." Lanlerdon found it uninteresting, but the elf continued:

"Yellow, the Golden King."

Still nothing new, huh? Wait a minute?

Lanler's eyes widened slightly. Why did this title seem so familiar?

The elves uttered the name of their god in a weak yet proud tone:

“Greek!!!”

"puff--"

Lanler spat out a mouthful of water.

(End of this chapter)