Reincarnation Paradise: Giant Treasure Chest

Morey was the first to shout out loud, and was rushed forward by the painting messengers.

The way the painting messengers responded to the rain of ice arrows falling from the sky was to throw the knives in their hands.

The ordinary knife had a built-in spell-breaking effect, and its path did not change at all in the rain of falling arrows, easily hitting the archers at the checkpoints and on the city walls.

Morey followed the crowd and threw the flying knife in his hand, but not only did it not break the magic shield, it was also hit by a rain of arrows and shot down before it could get far.

The icy rain of arrows that passed through the magic circle had more control than damage, and only a few painters were directly shot down, but the inside and outside of the level were covered with a layer of gradually crystallized frost because of this rain of arrows.

While Morey was still feeling thankful that she was alive, the painting messengers began to run towards every entrance of the wall of the Dolan Gureg Royal City in a disorderly manner.

Then, what Morey originally thought was just a sculpture on the outer wall of the city, a full-length stone statue of a knight as tall as the city wall, actually began to move, each waving the weapon in their hands, clearing the painting messenger like sweeping away ants.

The frost that just covered the ground and the city walls was used to position the group of knight statues.

Every painting messenger who rushed into the checkpoint to rob was crushed to pieces by the huge knight statue.

As soon as Morey saw the painting messengers looting, he took advantage of the chaos and ran out of the city.

As Morey ran, she discovered that among this group of crazy painting messengers, there was a group that did not follow the crowd to rob, but ran out of the city like her.

Morey took out another scarf, covered his face with it while running, and blended into this group of people.

When the witch shared information with Ivia in the world channel, Morey also saw it. Combined with the notification from the soldiers in the level just now, Morey confirmed that the identity of this group of people was the Painting Messenger.

However, according to the version Morey heard, the painting messenger should be in a half-crazy state. How could he organize such a siege? Even halfway through the battle, they would go to rob each other.

These people have secrets!

Morey's heart began to beat fast. Why did he have to do it when she was running away? Why did he do it at any other time?

Seeing that the group had completely escaped from the city, Morey immediately broke away from the large group and ran to the wild gathering place she had memorized in advance.

Wild gathering places also have to guard against the painting messengers who come to rob from time to time. The wild gathering places near the royal capital are even more responsible for the mission of observation, so they are not as empty as the remote areas.

Morey put away his painting messenger attire, changed back into his knight armor, and sneaked around in the wild for a long time before he found a gathering place in the wild following the firelight.

There were seven or eight fires lit in this relatively well-preserved building ruins.

Each fire was surrounded by a circle of painting messengers.

Morey came running over in armor, making quite a noise. A group of painting messengers all stood up and looked straight at Morey.

Morey silently put the turban he had just stuffed back into his personal space back on his armor, then took off his knight's helmet and said calmly:

"One of our own!"

"I have an impression of this face!" A voice came from the group of painting messengers, almost making Morey's legs go weak on the spot.

"I remember too, the one who shouted 'Charge!' and was the one who rushed to the front!"

“He actually survived!”

"awesome!"

The group of painting envoys changed from their original vigilance to whispers of admiration.

Morey's heart almost jumped out of his chest but then jumped back. He was so overwhelmed with joy and sorrow that his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

"She must have consumed too much energy. Send her to rest!"

Without Morey having to explain himself, some enthusiastic people found a reason for him.

Morey made up his mind, closed his eyes and pretended to faint.

A group of people gathered around, removed Morey's knight armor, and sent her underground to rest. During this time, someone who looked like a doctor or a clergyman came to examine Morey's body.

"So pitiful! Even his armor and boots are stuffed with stuffing. He's truly a deformed child!"

Morey, who was pretending to be unconscious, heard the discussion among the people beside the bed and almost wanted to wake up in a hurry.

There's something wrong with the knight's armor. Okay, she's of normal height, not a deformed child.

"Yes, I just checked her out. She has serious health problems. She's too weak. To be this weak and survive this long, her life must have been very difficult."

The doctor or clergyman replied with a sigh.

Morey was furious.

God knows what level of world this is. Not to mention the boss, even any soldier is completely untouchable in Morey's eyes. It's not that I'm weak, it's that you are too strong, okay?

"Let's go outside so we don't wake her!" one of the two people talking said, and then left the room.

Morey could only vaguely hear words like "Send her to that adult!" "I heard she was still at the front..." "It's as she should be..."

Then, the underground room deep in the gathering place became completely quiet. Even the howling sound of the black storm could not be heard.

Morey, who was frightened in the middle of the night, was just pretending to faint. After confirming that he was temporarily safe, he relaxed and fell asleep peacefully.

Morey had a beautiful dream. She enjoyed the treatment of a hero in this gathering place, and then established a mining base. After Ivia razed the entire royal city to the ground, everyone came to her to buy ore.

After returning to Apocalypse Paradise, she was praised by Dajia and was carried on a throne and paraded through the streets. Everyone praised her.

"Boss Morey 666!"

"Mr. Morey is so awesome!"

"Battle Angel Morey, the spokesperson for Apocalypse Paradise!"

"Wake up!"

A voice woke up the smiling Morey.

Mo Lei wiped his face, arranged his character according to the information he had heard last night, and said with a cough:

"Take me to see the Lord! I have important information to report!"

This group of people should be members of a wild gathering place pretending to be painting messengers. Needless to say, Morey could guess that their leader was Kiran.

Morey actually has important information to explain, that is, Pope Wanlisha is suspected of capturing a weak god and is preparing to devour that god and become the master of the world.

"The Lord is waiting for you." The man in clergy attire approached the stretcher and spoke gently to Morey.

In Morey's eyes, this person's aura is also at the boss level.

At this distance, Morey felt her legs going weak again and she almost hid out of habit. Fortunately, she realized that the other party had no ill intentions towards her.

Morey's legs just went weak for a moment.

"Don't worry about your appearance being disrespectful to adults. They were born with a deformity just like you!"

The clergy seemed to be comforting Morey.

You are the freak! Your whole family is!

Morey did not argue with this man who was much taller than her. Most people in this world had inappropriate heights and strengths, and Morey could not explain it clearly.

"Please walk to the end of the passage." Seeing that Morey had regained consciousness, the clergyman continued to explain.

Morey then realized that she did not sleep in the bed she had last night, but on a stretcher. In her dream, she was carried on the throne, which should be what her body felt at that time.

The place the clergyman pointed to was a deep passage.

Morey plucked up his courage and walked forward along the passage.

Deep underground, in Lord Kiran's office, there are windows that let in colorful light. Doesn't this mean that no matter what time it is, there is always someone enjoying it?

Morey said secretly in his heart, but he maintained respect for the man sitting behind the desk.

"Sir! I have important information to report!"

After Morey finished speaking, she half-knelt and saw a crystal ball on Kiran's desk shining brightly, and then it froze to display a character, which meant: True!

Morey's eyes almost popped out. How could there be such a thing?

"What's your name?" The voice of the man behind the desk was as unclear as rotten wood breaking and falling into pieces.

"Moon Apostle!" Morey made his last effort.

The crystal ball reacted immediately and froze on false.

Morey felt a chill in his heart, so he stopped half-kneeling and stood up. The withered figure of an old man wearing a crown behind the desk also came into view.

"Actually, I'm not from this world! My name is Morey." Morey spoke frankly. She felt that maybe this big guy saw that she was harmless and honest, so he let her go.

"Sure enough." The old man nodded, not caring about Morey's attitude.

"What do you think of bonfires?" the old man asked.

This question made Morey's mind work quickly, and he tried to get a standard answer from the other party's point of view, but Kieran was a typical fence-sitter.

The most important thing is to tell the truth now!

In desperation, Morey could only explain based on his own feelings:

"Bonfire! It must be a good thing. Without it, everything might be destroyed by the black storm."

The old man nodded and asked, "If we can survive without a bonfire, should we keep one?"

Morey thought for a moment and continued to answer:

"I think we should keep it as a backup. If we're sure the bonfire is harmful, then that's another matter."

The old man continued to nod and then thought silently.

Morey is awaiting the other party's verdict.

The old man looked as dry as rotten wood, but in Moredo's perception, he didn't even exist.

"Your kindness makes me ashamed." The old man finally spoke.

This sentence made Morey a little confused, as if the other party had misunderstood something.

Morey said nothing, waiting for the other party's next words. With this crystal ball in place, it was useless to talk nonsense.

"Come with me!" The old man stood up without explaining.

Only then did Morey notice that behind the old man were not decorations, but two wings that looked like dead branches.

Morey followed the old man, walked through another long corridor, and came to the pulpit of a church.

Why are there so many windows?

Morey vaguely felt that she had made a mistake!

It was not until Morey was instructed by the old man to stand behind her that she saw two figures she did not want to see in the crowd in the church in front of her.

It was the offender, the rice bath and eggnog steamed rice, who had come to her the day before.