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Chapter 196 Azka Bank

"Okay, then come on."

Kress pinched the dart artifact hidden in his pocket with a calm expression.

Since you are looking for death yourself, you can't blame me.

Both the middle-aged man and the middle-aged man took ten steps back. The guests who were drinking in the bar were also attracted by this scene. Big deal.

When the number of steps was almost in place, Kress threw a sacred dart at his opponent with his backhand!
With the blessing of the dress of night, his accuracy was not bad. Coupled with the passive effect of the sacred weapon, the steel dart went straight into the middle-aged man's eyebrows.

The middle-aged man on the other side also didn't move slowly at all, almost throwing his own dart at the same time as Kles threw it.

Two darts passed each other in the air.

The opponent was indeed a world champion who practiced darts day and night, his accuracy was no worse than that of Kleiss, and the steel darts he threw were straight towards his forehead, exactly.

In a normal duel, the two sides may really be unable to tell the winner, and both will hit the ten-ring bull's-eye.

But... that's not shooting dead!

[Night dress triggers nerve reflex!Kress successfully dodges! 】

In the game screen, Kleis's character turned his head sideways instantly, avoiding the dart thrown by the middle-aged man with all his strength.
The whistling sound flashed from the speaker.
boom!
The dart that fell through was nailed to the wooden post behind the bar, almost half of the body of the dart sank into it, and the force was so strong that it made people frightened.

If this force is nailed to a person's forehead, wouldn't the skull be pierced?
The middle-aged man on the other side also wanted to dodge the darts thrown by Kles...but he obviously couldn't be so lucky when faced with the dart artifact that was equivalent to an open dart.

The power of the ever-accurate holy artifact is stronger than imagined.

The middle-aged man obviously turned his head sideways to avoid the trajectory of the dart piercing his eyebrows.

But the dart artifact whistling in midair completely ignored the laws of physics and abruptly turned a corner in midair!
The strength of the dart body did not decrease at all, and it pierced into the center of the middle-aged man's eyebrows, and the angle position was exactly the same as Kleis's initial aiming position!

The blood trickled down, and the middle-aged man stared at the holy weapon of darts stuck in his forehead, a gratified and weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his whole body stiffened, and he fell to the ground and died.

Died under the holy dart weapon of his infallible darts, should it be said that it was irony, or was it due to fate?

Someone died in the tavern, but the onlookers were not surprised or frightened at all. They shrugged and went back to drink, as if they had grown accustomed to dead people.

"I didn't see that you are very good at playing darts, tortoise. Remember to clean up the things on the ground. I don't want the tavern to leave a bloody smell."

The bar owner didn't care much about the murders in his tavern, and told Kleis to dispose of the corpse, and then continued to wipe the glass.

Kress walked up to the corpse and pulled out the dart artifact inserted in the center of his forehead. He touched the corpse and found 6 ordinary darts, 78 cigarettes, and 1 cigar from the corpse... really poor.

Carry the corpse outside the bar and throw it into the river full of monsters.

Manipulate Chris to go back to the bar and talk to the boss.

"I want to stay."

"For 50 cigarettes, the attic room is yours." The bar owner didn't even look up.

It just so happened that I found some cigarettes from the dart boy, more than enough to pay for the accommodation.

Stayed overnight in the attic, and before going to bed, Zhou Ze didn't forget to let Er Gouzi hold the Bible to pray, lest the blood of St. Mercury make Kles fall into a long-term bleeding state the next day.

After a night of sleep, Kleis and his party returned to their peak state.

Before leaving the bar, the bar owner stopped Kress and said something strange to him.

"There's actually nothing wrong with being a turtle. At least you won't die if you keep your head down. Do you understand what I mean?"

Kress didn't respond, wondering if he had any thoughts in his heart.

Zhou Ze in front of the screen felt that this boss was not simple, and suspected that the other party might know something inside.

Could it be that he saw that the protagonist planned to leave the lost city and thought that he would die if he tried to escape the lost city?Why does he know this?Did he also try to escape from here?

Zhou Ze manipulated Kleis to interact with the boss, but he couldn't ask any questions.

The bar owner just wiped the glass quietly, with a faint profiteering smile on his lips, without saying a word.

"Hey, now I'm pretending to be a daily NPC again."

What a fire!
Why doesn't this big world game force you to ask for this option?

If it was Zhou Ze who was there and met this kind of bastard who kept his mouth shut, he might punch him in the face and force him to spit out all the words in his stomach.

Let you pretend to be mysterious!Let you play tricks!The dog's brain will be typed out for you!
Holding back a breath of anger, he glared at the bar owner and manipulated the three of Kles to leave the bar.

It's been so long since I've moved on to the main line again.

The only bank in Azka is located in the northwest of Central Avenue, which is also the destination of their trip, looking for the vault door corresponding to the zero key, to see what is so special about it...

The mysterious Akka once said.

The zero key is a kind of embodiment, and the embodiment is related to the relationship between the residents and the city.

At that time, it only said so much and was restricted, and it hurt my head for a long time.

"Could it be that what the old man in the antique shop said is the true line? Every key with a special meaning has a special power, and can even escape from this world?"

Zhou Ze couldn't help but think so, countless clues gathered here.

The town once called Azka was not big, and it only took 10 minutes to walk from the east to the west of the city. It didn't take long for Kleis and his party to come to a ruined building made of gray bricks.

Like other buildings, this grandest and oldest bank in the city of Azka has also been affected by corruption and collapse.

From time to time, creepy voices could be heard from the depths of the bank, like screaming or crying.

The strange thing is that the copper coin plaque with a human head hanging directly above the bank is engraved with 1912...

"1912? Is the background of the game at the end of the nineteenth century or the beginning of the twentieth century? Damn, the timeline is getting more and more chaotic. I clearly remember that this game is at the end of the nineteenth century. Could it be that I misremembered?"

There are more and more time-related bugs in the game, almost making Zhou Ze doubt his life.

Wait...as if the game never talked about timelines?
The so-called end of the [-]th century is just a period of time he guessed after seeing the architectural style and clothing here. It is not the real date of the Lost City. Instead, the number on the bank plaque in front of him is the exact year he first saw it.

(End of this chapter)