SEC Chapter 85 Tabletop RPG, All Top Player Version
Chapter 85 Tabletop RPG, All Top Player Version
Chapter 85 Tabletop RPG, All Top Player Version
However, when the sword was slashed, it was as if it had struck something gelatinous, but it still managed to cut off a relatively soft piece of flesh and sent the little black goat flying.
But this looked more like a wound from being smashed, so Li Wei immediately changed his weapon to a giant steel club.
Facing the little creature, bleeding black blood, bleating, and charging angrily, he pulled out the Holy Bell, smeared it on the staff, and lightning crackled as he swung it down. (See the previous post for details; no more filler.)
The Chicken Leg Cult's nuclear weapons are incredibly powerful.
However, after Li Wei ignored the black blood on the wall, it transformed into a large question mark, and then into an exclamation mark.
Black blood surged, and then a large die shot out from the wall, the kind with 1D20, and rolled to the ground at Li Wei's feet.
Li Wei looked at the thing at his feet with a strange expression. What was this? Did the big shot want to play a real-life tabletop role-playing game with him?
"You can't help them cheat."
The dice rolled 1D6. Li Wei stared at the seemingly endless room ahead, with nearly two hundred doors on both sides, his head spinning.
God knows what's stuffed inside. If a hunting dog comes along, Li Wei feels he'll die if he touches it before he can kill it or lure it away.
But if you want to play, then play. Anyway, I'm tough. I kicked the dice, and the dice rolled forward and eventually showed a five.
Leaving aside the first door from which the strange creature emerged, the fifth door opened, but nothing jumped out; the door remained open.
When Li Wei walked over, he found it was a blue energy circle with a hole in the middle that kept absorbing energy, distorting light like a black hole.
He glanced around, then slowly reached out to touch it. The moment he touched it, Li Wei's will was absorbed into it.
It was dark, and he couldn't see anything. He stood up in a daze and saw a yellow house in front of him.
The whole house was illuminated, and the light flowed out through the gaps, dispelling the darkness around the house.
Light makes people instinctively feel very safe, especially when they can't see anything around them, as if there is a very warm refuge in front of them.
Li Wei walked over and pushed open the door. The interior was very luxurious, with white wainscoting and antique portraits that could be identified at a glance hanging on the walls.
The room is furnished with a full set of wooden furniture and bookshelves filled with books, as well as a soft and exquisitely patterned recliner, a classic table lamp with fabric tassels, and an elegant piano.
Beside the long table in the center of the room, a figure dressed in a multicolored robe with yellow accents was drawing something.
Li Wei carried the chicken leg on his shoulder and approached to find that he was painting a picture. When Li Wei saw the painting clearly, he felt a great sense of unreality.
Because what Li Wei saw was himself standing blankly in front of the coffin, just after he had crawled out of the drifting graveyard, wearing his old clothes that had been reduced to shreds and jeans that he didn't know where he had thrown away.
Just as Li Wei was about to lift his leg, he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take a step.
At this moment, the figure seemed to finally notice Li Wei's presence and turned to look at him.
Only then did Li Wei clearly see that the person opposite him was a petite figure, with a huge robe covering her entire body, and a young girl's face visible under the brim of her hat.
She looked at Li Wei with a hint of panic in her eyes, as if Li Wei shouldn't be there, and then reached out to Li Wei.
Just as her fingers were about to touch him, a sorrowful song echoed in Li Wei's ears.
The king of firewood, looking down upon all living beings, when the fire was about to go out, the king's shadow was nowhere to be seen.
The king's light has faded, and heroes have left their seats.
A land shrouded in mist, a desolate and cold road.
The signs of impending doom foretell a life without a leader; the end is near.
The remains of heroes, lost and forgotten.
Hero's Calamity, King's Crow, all forgotten...
Li Wei felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had been watched and arranged all along.
Oh~, isn't this the opening theme? But why is it in Latin? Wait, there seems to be a very secretive organization called the Yellow King in the Dark Souls world (it's very obvious in Dark Souls 2). Is this woman Hastur, the King in Yellow?
Li Wei could see her lips move slightly, but he couldn't hear anything she said.
He felt all the colors before his eyes begin to fade, the ground beneath his feet crack, and Li Wei continued to fall downwards.
She stood at the edge of the pass, watching helplessly as Li Wei gradually receded into the distance.
With his will returning, Li Wei shook his head, still maintaining the outstretched hand gesture, but a ring appeared on his hand with a seal on it.
Li Wei couldn't understand the text above, or rather, no one could understand it, so naturally no one knew what use it was.
But I should still keep the things the big shot gave me.
He tucked the pouch in his waistband, took a step back, and the door closed automatically.
The dice reappeared at his feet. Looking at the nearly two hundred doors still standing in the distance, Li Wei grinned.
There are probably only big shots waiting inside. Suddenly, I feel that the first strange creature that jumped out is actually quite cute.
He gritted his teeth and kicked the die again, and the third door in front of him opened.
Li Wei muttered to himself, "Come out, strange species! Come out, strange species! As long as it's not a big shot, I can accept even a hound."
However, the door that led him out was still the same door that had been waiting for him to go in.
Li Wei:
I gritted my teeth and went over to touch it.
With a shift in will, opening my eyes reveals an unfamiliar ceiling.
I pulled back the covers and found myself wearing pajamas. I sat up and saw a brand new pair of slippers waiting for me on the floor.
I glanced around and saw a small room with a single bed, a bedside table, and a large window. That was it.
A vase of pale yellow tulips sat on the bedside table, exuding their fragrance.
I put on my shoes and went to the window to look.
In the distance, there was only a vast expanse of white fog. The ground was a highway that seemed to have no end. But looking to the north, a huge white beast stood on the north side of the street, with an exceptionally luxurious mansion behind it. The beast stood there like a security guard.
Based on the perspective and comparison with the distant mansion, although it wasn't very clear, the sheer height of the behemoth shocked Li Wei. What the hell was that thing? Was it a statue of Galio? Or was some Ultraman working as a security guard?
Li Wei took a deep breath. He knew he had to see what was going on. He turned and left the room, and as soon as he opened the door, he smelled the aroma of meat. Someone was cooking, and it smelled delicious.
I went downstairs and found myself in an old-fashioned hotel.
A woman was busy at the fireplace behind the bar, but her shoulders were wrapped in layers of black "bandages".
As soon as Li Wei stepped down the stairs, he clearly felt the woman pause for a moment before continuing with her work.
As Li Wei approached, he heard the proprietress's voice.
"Greetings, you've come after all. Today's broth is specially made; it's sure to be delicious. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
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Li Wei felt no longer surprised; he was definitely a big shot. He obediently walked over and sat down at the bar.
The proprietress prepared a meal for Li Wei, then turned around and brought it to him. Only then did Li Wei get a clear look at the proprietress's face.
Her flaxen hair covered her left eye, and her single ponytail cascaded down her front from the left, exuding a strong wifely charm.
Madam, your hairstyle is dangerous.
However, the eye bag under his right eye is completely black, giving the impression that he might die from overwork at any moment.