Becoming an adventurer by copying monster abilities

Luke turned around, his eyes wide, trying to find the source of the voice and gaze.

However, the 120-foot range of dark vision was rendered useless at this point.

There was nothing to be seen except endless darkness.

He could feel the black mist filling the hall again, completely enveloping him.

The moment Luca came into contact with the black mist, he lost control of his body.

Unable to even resist, they were like puppets on strings, letting the black mist sweep over them.

It felt like someone was curiously examining a novel toy.

Compared to this immense power, Luke was as insignificant as a speck of dust before the bright moon.

After an unknown amount of time, a soft sigh echoed through the hall.

The sound gradually faded away, and then the endless black mist receded like a tide.

Luke felt the scene before him suddenly brighten, and his dark vision finally returned to normal.

The black finger bone in his hand had disappeared.

Looking around, I realized this was the main hall of the village mill.

On the hard stone floor, there were several oil lamps lit by believers for the sake of ritual.

Next to them lay the dried corpses of the believers lying haphazardly, and the village chief's body, hacked to pieces by Luke, was barely recognizable as human.

The four adventurers who had been tricked into becoming blood sacrifices were still alive.

Before the cultists could even offer up the lives of these four adventurers, they all went to meet their gods.

Luke looked closely, and the eyelids of the female adventurer twitched slightly.

She had the least severe injuries and appeared to have woken up.

Luke ignored him and waited a moment before his stiff limbs finally regained some feeling.

He immediately took out a bottle of medicine and drank it down.

His injuries in this battle were not actually serious, except for the soreness all over his body after using [Fleeting Evasion].

There was only one bloody hole on his left upper arm, stabbed by the "darkened" village chief.

Given his constitution, he should be able to recover to about 70-80% after a few days of rest.

However, just to be on the safe side, he still chose to drink the medicine to quickly restore his strength.

Who knows if there are still hidden cultists or crazed goblins in the village?

"that......"

Realizing that Luke meant no harm, the female adventurer who had been pretending to be unconscious sat up.

She looked at the delicate little bottle in Luke's hand, her tone earnest:

"Do you have any extra healing potions? My companions are quite badly injured. Don't worry, we'll definitely repay you when we get back."

Luke considered himself neither a particularly warm-hearted person nor a bad one.

Especially after experiencing several things recently, such as teaming up with Yi'er and others and receiving help from the paladins.

He felt that adventurers were not just about deceit and betrayal.

Just like now, the other party is only worried about the lives of their companions.

Luke took out the remaining bottle of potion he had bought from the orc Iron Fang from his pocket and handed it over.

The female adventurer thanked her repeatedly, divided the potion into three portions, and gave each of her three teammates, who were still unconscious, a small sip.

Seeing that her teammates' breathing had calmed down, she breathed a long sigh of relief and stood up to thank Luke again.

"Thank you for your generous help. My name is Sarah. After this adventure, we..."

Luke interrupted the other person.

Although the black hall is unlikely to reappear, it's best to leave as soon as possible.

To help someone out completely, Luca and Sarah together dragged all three of her teammates out.

The village under the moonlight was very quiet, or rather, deserted.

The villagers were either sacrificed by the village chief or simply joined the cult.

"Where are we going now?"

There was still some time before dawn, and traveling under the cover of darkness with the wounded was extremely dangerous.

Sarah asked Luke for his opinion.

Luke planned to return to the only inn in the village to rest for a while.

In his memory, he saw the innkeeper's figure in the dark hall.

The other party was also a member of the cult, but had already died in the village chief's sacrificial ritual.

The hotel is now completely empty.

Looks like I won't have to pay for my accommodation tonight.

After settling her teammates in their rooms, the female adventurer knocked on Luca's door.

Sarah explained her situation; she and her companions had left their equipment and supplies in the black hall.

I'm currently penniless, so I'd like to ask for Luke's address so I can send him my reward as soon as I get back.

Fearing Luke wouldn't believe her, she also gave him her detailed address.

"Just leave it at the front desk of the old oak barrel."

Luke gave his name.

Judging from the equipment of Sarah's team members, it was clear that they were not adventurers who lacked money.

There's no need to fabricate so many lies to deceive yourself for a small bottle of healing potion.

"By the way, you can buy the healing potion at a metal shop called Iron Fang in town; the price is quite reasonable."

These words brought tears to Sarah's eyes, deeply moving her.

They were just strangers who had met once, but the other person not only saved her teammate's life, but also kindly shared his adventurer experience with her.

After another round of thanks, she went back to take care of her teammates.

Luke didn't think too much about it; he was simply helping Teeth promote the product.

After all, I had promised them before.

After daybreak, Luke left the inn alone.

Although Sarah's teammates regained consciousness, they were sharing a small bottle of healing potion, so their recovery wouldn't be as fast, and they would still need to rest for a while.

So they decided to rest here for two days before leaving.

As soon as Luke stepped outside, he bumped into Ryan the hunter, who was beaming with excitement.

The other person still looked very disheveled, but their mental state had clearly improved a lot.

Upon seeing Luke, the other party excitedly exclaimed:

"Sir! That sound and that terrifying feeling are gone! You must have done something, right?"

"I guess so......"

Luke pondered the voice that had faded into the darkness.

Chief Flint's final summoning ritual can be considered a failure.

"I knew there was something strange about that grove! I told the village chief about it, but that stubborn old man didn't believe me. I'm going to tell him now!"

Ryan has been locking himself in the village these past few days.

They were completely unaware that there were hardly any living people left in the village.

Upon learning the truth, the hunter froze on the spot, too shocked to speak.

"I thought it was you who wrote to the association to report that there were cult members here."

Luke was a little curious. Could it be that the information was provided by a passing adventurer?

After bidding farewell to the hunter, Luke left the village and walked along the dirt road toward the main road.

As he passed through a wheat field, he saw a familiar figure.

It was Todd, dressed as a militiaman and called "the village guard".

The other person was standing in the wheat field, waving vigorously at Luke.

He was still wearing ill-fitting, rudimentary armor, and held a wooden spear in his hand, like a guardian of this land.

Todd opened and closed his mouth, shouting loudly at Lucas:

"Thanks!"