This time I chose Paladin

Of course he knows how to be gentle, but most people in this world who have a little bit of ability are more willing to be tough than to be soft.

Something massive moved in the river, causing the waves to arch high. Amidst the waves, the back of a giant white fish occasionally appeared, its sharp scales and fins gleaming with the gorgeous sheen of glass. It was over ten meters long and three or four meters wide. In this swift, narrow river, barely a hundred meters wide, its every movement caused the river and its banks to tremble.

['Hebaek?'

[Lord of the Great River in Zhongzhou]-

It has a name that often appears in stories, but it does not have the appearance that often appears in stories. The words "Ze Mo" are engraved on its scales, which seems to be related to some secret knowledge.

Do not attack proactively.

·During the activity, the stability of the relevant water veins is reduced, and regular sacrifices are required to appease them.

·At least 100 human sacrifices are required to participate in the battle.

Stay in the water during combat.

The normal attack is [Sky Strike Turbid Waves], which launches a powerful water/earth combination attack on the target.

While in combat, activate the area skill [Zemo Wanxiang] on both sides.

While in combat, the target is continuously attacked with [Water Sacrifice], using the current calendar number to counter the target's spirit. If successful, the target gains [Secret Knowledge] about the river; if unsuccessful, the target drowns.

·While the battle is in progress, the [Stormy Wave] will be activated against the contractor, causing the contractor's luck value to decrease continuously and recover after the battle ends.

In combat mode, [River Fury] is continuously activated on all Homo sapiens within the combat range except the contractor. Every once in a while, one tenth of the Homo sapiens will be randomly sent into the [Great Flood] area, and will be sent out after surviving for half an hour.

Those who have been affected by [River's Fury] will not be immune to the next skill's effects.

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Riding a water cart with a lotus leaf canopy, driving two dragons and riding a Chi.

"..."

Even Nie Weiyang was baffled by this awful mechanic. It didn't distinguish between friend and foe, it had area-of-effect damage, no immunity to repeated effects, and it reduced the contractor's luck… The river's unpredictable rage didn't affect the contractor. Wasn't this just a way of preventing the contractor from drowning before everyone else?

"You're going to use this thing just to hit me?" Nie Weiyang's voice was filled with disbelief for the first time. "Aren't you afraid your men will drown?"

He Li jumped out of the water and landed heavily on the ground.

"Who the hell wants to touch this thing!" He turned around twice, spat out a mouthful of mud and sand, and tilted his head to pour the sand out of his ears. His expression was even more anxious than before: "This He Bo is not the legendary Feng Yi, it's just a wild and unruly fish with no intelligence! It's just a mechanism that stipulates that it likes to stir up trouble. When I'm in a bad mood, it submits to fight. Touch it? Do I dare?"

He took a stance, his eyes radiating golden light: "Come again!"

Nie Weiyang raised his brows behind his sunglasses.

This guy was probably just threatening He Li with all that talk—his violent and rough performance was threatening Nie Weiyang with the lives of countless people on both sides of the strait. He was either telling Nie Weiyang to hold back or to admit defeat. Otherwise, if he had even a moment to react, He Li might have He Bo ready for battle!

This guy is really good at taking advantage of loopholes and taking small advantages.

In the battle just now, He Li felt that his every move was being predicted, and as time went on, his room for maneuver became smaller and smaller, and he was being forced into a dead end step by step.

Nie Weiyang's skills are much better than his, which is something that anyone with a discerning eye can see.

As for He Li, he wanted Nie Weiyang to be his sparring partner - the tuition fee was the lives of countless people on the river bank!

Now, Nie Weiyang really laughed, and the tune in his headphones began to shock him. It was sharp and surging, like a surging murderous intent churning in his chest, but it only entered his own mind.

"It's not Feng Yi. I understand. After all, Feng Yi doesn't look like this in legends." Nie Weiyang's smile was completely harmless. He walked as if taking a leisurely stroll, which made people involuntarily relax their vigilance. "Have you ever participated in the symposium of the Hebo Contractors?"

He Li was slightly stunned.

Symposium? And this thing?

"Water's natural properties are flow and continuity. Therefore, water veins connect all things and sustain life," Nie Weiyang said, gesturing to the great river with his hands spread out. "Rivers flow endlessly, life flows endlessly, and information flows like mud and sand from the mountains to the sea. Each mountain has its own king, and king contractors from the same mountain range can resonate with each other. Why can't you? As the agent of the 'king' of the same water vein, you should be able to communicate with others."

Is it right?

He Li's eyes widened. He had never considered this question before, nor had he ever attempted to understand the current situation from this perspective. Now, he couldn't help but wonder: Why?

Why haven't I heard any news about other agents of the Great River Water Lord?

Am I not qualified enough? Is my 'acting on behalf of' incomplete?

"Actually, I roughly know what's going on." Nie Weiyang said. He had already approached He Li, and his words were full of convincing power: "But..."

"But what?" He Li took two steps forward and asked anxiously.

He no longer had the will to fight. The threat had already been released, and Nie Weiyang didn't dare to risk his life by trying to kill him.

"Information has a price, Mr. He," Nie Weiyang said. "Let's be frank. You have to tell me a secret knowledge before I can tell you more about the water veins. Don't say you don't know, Mr. He. You can stand on equal footing with the Water Lord, so what does a mere secret mean to you?"

Secret knowledge is rare. It always appears with "strange objects." Since He Li possesses a rare object, he must also possess secret knowledge.

Nie Weiyang was not interested in Dahe's secret knowledge. In the new world, unless it was necessary, the weight of knowledge for normal people was actually the lighter the better.

He asked this question simply because...

"...I won't tell you the secret of the Great River, but I can tell you the secret of the Return Sect."

He Li said.

"The patron of the Return Sect is called 'Dukongmo'."

"Sky Crossing Demon?" Nie Weiyang frowned and asked, "Is that its name? What is it? A demon?"

"I don't know." He Li shook his head.

"Oh..." Nie Weiyang suddenly realized.

——Your mental strength is approximately between 43 and 48 points.

I'm really curious about whether those authors who work during the day and write 10,000 words a day without stopping have already become immortals and just come down to earth to amuse everyone... (spit out soul)

Chapter 115 Light!

Since knowledge has weight, that weight can be measured. The value measured is the amount of mental energy required to bear it.

He Li's face was a little pale, and Nie Weiyang smiled.

Revealing secret knowledge comes at a price, and revealing too much knowledge will be punished by the New World.

Therefore, experienced warriors know not to reveal their mental power values... Otherwise, those who know too much secret knowledge, especially scholars - will release tailor-made nuclear bombs!

"You know the source of the water vein's power is the planet." Nie Weiyang whispered in He Li's ear, "But tides don't come from gravity, because this planet doesn't actually have a moon."

He Li originally pricked up his ears to listen, but when the content about tides came up, his heart suddenly tightened.

Similar to Xiang Feng at the beginning, a mind-blowing extreme terror burst out from the bottom of his heart, his vision was quickly covered by darkness, a kind of nothingness, darkness and destruction spread in his mind, and when he thought about its existence, his thoughts collapsed.

A pitch-black hue surged from his pupils, covering his irises and sclera in an instant. He lost all five senses, his reactions, his ability to think. A collapse erupted from the depths of his mind, fragments of his thoughts pouring down like a heavy rain. The necklace hanging from his chest fluttered, flashing with light, trying to pull at his spirit—

Nie Weiyang held the necklace in one hand, a white light flashed in his eyes, and he gently took it off.

——This is the importance of securing key equipment.

You never know if you might suddenly lose the ability to think.

"Start a flood and submerge both banks?" Nie Weiyang whispered in He Li's ear: "No, you can only submerge yourself."

Or, be overwhelmed by knowledge weighing 70 points!

'Boom——'

'Brief and complete knowledge' that exceeds the tolerance threshold by 20 to 25 points is not costly and can be fatal.

The best benefit-to-attack ratio researched by scholars made He Li feel as if his blood vessels were broken deep in his mind. His consciousness shattered and reorganized, and his mind fell into darkness. Countless gorgeous, strange and terrifying colors passed by him, and finally, he fell on a wasteland.

It was a blood-red wasteland, the sky and earth flat and open. A bloody rain fell, quickly soaking He Li's spirit. He felt like he was about to melt and disappear. He raised his head with difficulty and saw the scarlet sky, which was raining endless blood. In the bloody rain, two people stood in the distance.

He Li looked over.

He saw Nie Weiyang, who was dressed in armor, and a thinner man with white hair.

The former was shrouded in a flickering white light, while the latter was enveloped in a black mist. They stood facing each other, a hundred meters apart, on either side of He Li. He couldn't see either man's eyes, because when his gaze fell on the white-haired man's, the "eyes" vanished. He saw a sea of ​​blood, raging waves, and materialized emotions. Within him, anger, pain, hatred, disgust, murderous intent, rage, sadness, fear, hatred, anxiety, guilt, rage, shame, hatred, despair, loneliness, rage, boredom, depression, confusion, weariness, anger, apathy, worry, rage, disappointment, rage, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred...

"What...is this..." He Li muttered. All of this was beyond his comprehension. His mind repeatedly collapsed and reassembled, his soul dissolving in the process. He slowly shifted his gaze to look at Nie Weiyang, clad in armor. Nie Weiyang also looked back at him.

He saw a pair of red eyes, which were calm and peaceful, exuding kindness.

So upright.

So pure.

In this way... people are treated as equal.

He Li finally understood why Nie Weiyang came.

——Such a person will inevitably return to the sect and be "attracted" by people like himself.

……

The spiritual connection lasted only a moment. In reality, He Li closed his eyes and fell backward. He fell from the rocky slope, tumbling into the river for the third time with the sound of a heavy object hitting the water. The river of mud and sand swallowed him in an instant, swallowing the life of that body. His soul transformed into a faint light, drifting out from Nie Weiyang's eyes, gradually rising, and falling into the starry sky.

In his spiritual world, beneath a blood-red sky, the two figures stood facing each other, bathing in the same bloody rain, harmonious yet mutually exclusive. In the distant darkness, a figure draped in a crimson cloak watched them, forming a sharp isosceles triangle with them.

Every spiritually strong person, every person who is firm in their beliefs, must have a dialogue with every aspect of their soul.

Nie Weiyang is good at this.

At this moment, he turned his head and looked at the people in the distance.

"Your boss is dead." His voice remained gentle and calm, piercing the night air. No trace of danger could be heard in it, and it was impossible to tell what had happened in that instant. He smiled and said, "Will you stay here, or return to your settlement?"

The crowd in the distance still lacked a sense of reality. They looked at him blankly, seemingly completely unaware of the change in circumstances.

how can that be possible?

How could it be possible that...

Just die?

Such a powerful man... someone who could carve a path through the great rivers, someone who shaped their faith... he died?

"How could it be... The boss is like the hero in a novel, how could he be dead..." Chen Yan muttered, turning his head and glancing around, trying to make eye contact with others to gain confidence: "No... No way..."

The crowd froze, as if the echo of the fall had not yet faded. They tried to wait for the man to surface again, as if it were just a terrible joke.

It was a suffocating moment, as if time were being strangled, and the crowd was hollow and silent. Chen Yan's smile froze, his lips moving silently a few times. Like a fish out of water, his back suddenly hunched, as if his bones had been pulled out.

This man's death shattered their faith, their dreams. Originally, they only needed to fight monsters, grow vegetables, fish, and live their lives, relying on their boss's help to live comfortably. Cooperation with the Return Sect also guaranteed a steady flow of basic resources... They simply had to feign ignorance, simply ignore it. They kept their hands clean and their feet clear of dirt. What the Return Sect did had nothing to do with them. As long as this continued, even in this perilous new world, they could live like normal people.

But now, all is gone.

The air was dead silent, even breathing had ceased. The river had taken away not only their lives, but also the very foundation on which they all depended for survival. Their world had collapsed, leaving more than twenty young faces utterly devastated.