Did the Demon King hug the hero's thigh today?

Yu Guo silently supported his forehead.

He never expected that the reason for opening a new dungeon could be so arbitrary!

"Then who did you lose the hammer to?"

"she."

The dwarf pointed to the thing in his hand—the half-breed elf doll that Yule caught after a long time and almost caused a murder.

"Wake up, friend." Yu Guo grabbed the shoulder of the dwarf who was addicted to the game and shook it violently, "The game world is all fake, fake! It's just a doll! You just showed up for too long Illusion!! You go to the ground to bask in the sun, breathe some fresh air, and then remember carefully, where did you leave the hammer!"

"He's not a hallucination." The dwarf shook his head, looking firmly at Yu Guo with a pair of brown eyes. "Oligai is real. I've really seen him."

Three beanbag sofas appeared on the floor, and the dwarf took out three cans of happy water and popcorn, and precisely stuffed them into the hands of Yuguo Yul and the invisible X, "This has to start five years ago .”

The ore lamp in the room gradually dimmed, and a huge scroll slowly unfolded in front of their eyes. As the three words "five years ago" appeared on the scroll, the colorful memory fragments began to play automatically.

"Lord Arthurs, a customer is using the No. 001 machine, and I am afraid that the recovery cannot be completed today." The staff in uniform reported to the dwarf who was modifying the sketch of the machine.

"The old machine is still used by someone? Let's dismantle it and recycle it after he leaves tonight." Arthurs pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and continued to carefully engrave magic lines on the mech.

"Boss, this guest seems to like the customized game "Crest of the Brave" on the No. 001 machine. As soon as we open the door every day, he jumps on the No. 001 machine, and only plays that game for the whole day." The staff paused slightly, "Now he is stuck at 98% of the progress, can we wait for him to pass the customs before recycling?"

"How long has he been playing this game?"

"30 days."

Arthur's hand trembled, and he almost engraved the wrong incantation.

Should not be ah.

"Crest of the Brave" is a game he designed 100 years ago, and it is also the first game he designed.

The plot of the game is very simple: the brave collects various coats of arms by forming a team, upgrading and fighting monsters. After collecting all 99 coats of arms, he arrives at the palace of the devil, and then finds that the devil is his best friend who accompanied him all the way; Demon King, get the last coat of arms - the coat of arms of the brave, and the game is over.

The operation of his hands-on work is really very simple, no matter how you say it, you can't pass the level after playing for a month.

Unless... that person triggered the second ending?

impossible!Arthurs immediately denied the idea.

That is the ending that can only be triggered by talking to all 1794 NPCs and insisting on rejecting the final level task 99 times and choosing not to kill the devil.How could someone be free to do this!

So, why did you get stuck for so long and haven't cleared the level yet? !

Arthurs put down the carving knife in his hand, and he decided to go down to see this wonderful player himself.

……

In front of the No. 001 game console, there is a tall and tall figure.

Snow-white wings hang behind the man, and a head of silver-white long hair hangs down on the ground, holy like an angel; but a pair of furry rabbit ears on the top of the head hang down softly on both sides of the forehead, and the emerald green pupils are fleeting. Staring nervously at the phantom projected by the machine, it inexplicably adds a bit of cuteness.

Such a beautiful half-breed elf, Arthurs couldn't help but praise him from the bottom of his heart.

He opened the scroll and pulled out the relevant records of the half-blood elf, and was shocked: This person really talked to all 1794 NPCs once!And has refused to accept the task of beheading the devil 99 times? !

Arthurs couldn't help but look at the half-blood elf in front of him again.

"My God!" The half-blood elf suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

The moment he clicked "refuse to accept the task" once, the devil on the throne suddenly changed back to the familiar appearance of the magician who had been with him all the time.

The magician walked off the throne with a smile, and stretched out his hand to the brave... The figure in front of him gradually faded away, an easter egg exploded in the air, and a colorful coat of arms with the words "Thank you for your company" appeared in midair; The 99 coats of arms appeared in the air one by one, forming a shape of a smiling face.

The half-blood elf stared blankly at the scene in front of him. After a while, he sniffed lightly, patted machine No. 001, and responded in a low voice, "Thank you for your company, too."

Arthurs stared blankly at the half-blood elf in front of him.

A hundred years have passed by, and the once-popular game has gradually become uninterested. After failing again and again, he thought that no one would ever discover this Easter egg that was secretly buried back then, and the original intention that was carefully revealed.

He didn't expect that after a hundred years, someone would actually play this ending; he didn't even expect that he would get a response.

There was a sudden warm current in my heart.After a while, Arthurs silently sent his first friend request in his life.

Then he held the scroll and waited for a day and a night, but he never got a reply from the half-blood elf.

So Arthurs suffered from insomnia during the day for the first time in his life.

As soon as 001 o'clock in the evening, he couldn't wait to rush to the No. [-] game machine, but he didn't see the half-blood elf.

he's gone?

Arthurs anxiously opened all the surveillance scrolls, and finally found the figure of the half-blood elf in a combat area.

He hurried over, and saw the half-blood elf's ears pricked up, his feet stomped on the ground, and he cursed in a low voice, "Damn it."

Arthurs hooked his mouth, and immediately changed into the equipment and entered the game scene.

The dwarf holding the hammer picked up the broken longbow and spliced ​​them together. While chanting a spell, he tapped on the joint with the hammer.

"Here you are." The dwarf handed the repaired longbow to the elf archer who was sitting on the ground sulking.

The elf looked in surprise at the longbow in his hand that had recovered to its original state and doubled its attack power, and said in a low voice: Thank you.

He didn't use words, and the elf language like the sound of nature poured straight into the dwarf's ears, causing the heart under the iron armor to skip a beat.

After a while, the dwarf came back to his senses and stretched out his hand towards the elf archer.

A text message suddenly appeared in front of the elf's eyes: "Hello, my name is Arthurs."

The half-blood elf squatted down, looked at the dwarf with green eyes, reached out to give him a high five, and said, "My name is Oligai."

He stared at the dwarf for a long time, and when he saw the level on the dwarf's chest, his long rabbit ears shook suddenly, and he couldn't help exclaiming: "How high is your level?!"

The snow-white and soft fluff rubbed against the tip of the dwarf's nose. Arthurs hurriedly lowered his head. He curled up his fingers ready to type, and said jerkyly, "Well, I can take you to brush that monster again."

"Okay! But that guy is very strong!"

"Don't worry, you can definitely pass this time. But... You seem to have brought the wrong equipment... Your equipment is for a healer."

So the elf archer embraced the dwarf's thigh, and started the inhuman journey of upgrading (opening) level (hanging).

……

"Hey, Arthurs, I have to go. If I don't go back, that old man is going to shoot me with an arrow." The half-blood elf lazily leaned against the tree trunk and threw a jar of happy water at the dwarf.

"Well, you have said it several times." The dwarf caught the happy water he threw over, looked at the empty happy water bottles around the elf, and couldn't help but dissuade, "Olgai, don't drink any more. gone."

"After all, I won't be able to drink it tomorrow." The half-blood elf raised his head and poured another bottle of happy water.

He looked at the dwarf warrior with blurred eyes, crushed the pot in his hand and threw it aside, "Arthurs, let's play another game of cards, and the loser will be punished."

"Okay." The dwarf nodded.

Each player has 3 cards, and each card corresponds to a point; each of them picks 3 cards from the 2 cards in their hands, and stacks the card points, and the side with the larger sum of points wins.

"You only have 8 points, and I have 15 points. I won." The half-blood elf shook the cards in his hand and looked at the dwarf proudly.

"What card is that?" Arthurs asked, pointing to the shining card in the elf's hand.

"This? It seems to be a new rare card, SSR-level." The half-blood elf squeezed the shiny card with his fingertips, and urged: "Stop talking nonsense, accept the punishment quickly, and give me your hammer."

"Hammer?" Arthurs looked at him in surprise.

"Yeah, yes, I heard it right, it's your precious prop hammer!" The half-blood elf nodded, and the colorful ore lights fell on his long silver hair, like a flowing galaxy, "Oh, this prop won't bring Aren't you going out?"

Arthurs wanted to tell it that all the game props are illusions, and they will disappear as soon as they get out of the pirate ship; but looking at those green eyes, he nodded mysteriously, "Yes."

"That's good." The half-blood elf breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out his slender fingers in front of the dwarf, "Then there's no hurry~ Take it out obediently."

"Okay." Arthurs nodded, took out a silver hammer from behind, and solemnly put it in the elf's hand, "It will protect you forever."

The half-blood elf carefully put the hammer into the space ring, clapped his hands and stood up from the ground.

"I can't let you suffer too much." The half-blood elf walked up to the dwarf, bent down with a smile, and pressed the shiny card on the dwarf's chest, "In exchange, this ultra-rare card, I will give it to you."

"Let's go!" The half-blood elf straightened up, waved his hands, and disappeared in front of the dwarf.

……

"That's how it happened." Arthurs snapped his fingers, and the voice-activated ore lamp instantly illuminated the entire room.

"This is the end?" Yu Guo grabbed a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth, he thought for a while, then suddenly slapped his thigh, "You won't tell me that the hammer you gave away is from the dwarves. Your ancestral baby talent hammer, right? Hahahaha."

"Yes," Arthurs nodded, "that's the Hammer of Talent."

With a "crash", the popcorn in Yu Guo's hand scattered all over the floor.

He looked at the dwarf in front of him speechlessly and in shock, "Why are you playing a game so sincerely? You cheated your dinner guy away with a single card?!"

Yu Guo sighed, looked at the house lord in front of him like a mentally retarded crowd, and said quietly: "So after a year, you finally realized that you were cheated by him, and now you want us to find that liar and take your ancestral treasure Get it back?"

"No," Arthurs shook his head, "I gave him the Hammer of Talent voluntarily."

"That playing card was forged by him," Arthurs said softly. "I made all the games here. I have never made such a card. At first I just thought that he made that card himself." , wanting to keep it as a souvenir.”

Arthurs took out a shiny card from his breast pocket, "But I suddenly discovered a few days ago that if you say his name while the card is wet, the card will change."

Crystal drops slid across the card, Arthurs whispered, "Olgai."

Before the words were finished, a tall figure emerged from the middle of the card.

The white wings spread out in the air, the long silver hair fluttered in the air; the snow-white rabbit ears trembled in the air, the half-blood elf bent down, leaned in front of the dwarf, blinked, and joked with a smile: "Yo, my Old man, why are you crying? Did you miss me? "

A heavenly voice echoed in the air, "But I won't be able to slip out for a while, why don't you come to the Forest of Fairies to find me? Remember to bring a few more new games!"

"Tsk tsk, the world is getting worse, it's popular to lure dogs in and kill them now." Yu Guo grabbed a handful of popcorn from Yuer's arms and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering, "Then why are you still messing with dogs here?" Grain, hurry up! Even with a hammer, if you turn back together, it will be over!"

"I can't leave the dungeon." Arthurs lowered his head silently.

"Why?" Yu Guo looked at him unexpectedly.

"There is no power that appears out of thin air in this world. I have exchanged my lifelong freedom for the blessing and trust of all elements and life in this land, which is what you think of as the power of the house king. The price is that I must never leave here for half a step in this life, otherwise , the entire dungeon will collapse.”

"I see." Yu Guo nodded thoughtfully. The Demon King gets his power from people's negative emotions, and the house king gets his power from all the elements and life in the dungeon. Although the two kinds of power are different, they both come from certain existence. s things.

So what exactly is the power of the Holy Light, and where does it come from?

Before Yu Guo could continue to think, Arthur's voice sounded in his ear.

"So, can you entrust the two of you to help me bring him back with the hammer? Of course, the premise is that he is willing."

Arthurs took off his black-framed glasses, and stared at Yu Guo and Yule with his beautiful brown eyes, "No matter what kind of weapon you can think of, I can make it." He bowed his body. A salute, "This is my reward."

"No matter what kind of weapon it is," Yu Guo blinked, "That's what you said."

"Yes," Arthurs smiled, "I'm betting the reputation of the entire dungeon to assure you that I'm definitely the best blacksmith in the world."

"Take the order!" Yu Guo jumped up from the chair.

"Isn't it just to find a hammer and bring someone with me! Bet on my reputation as an errand runner, the mission will definitely be accomplished! Rest assured and wait for the receipt!"