It was the first time that Gong Qiying saw someone burst out with four-digit spiritual power after death. It was simply amazing. It was a bit low-end to say that the sword saint Japar was killed by the curse frog. But if it was said that the sword saint Japar died from the curse of the dead prince, a curse that no one could resist in the legend, wouldn’t it suddenly become more noble. People are dead, so let’s say something good. Japar’s body turned into a stream of light and disappeared. It seems that although he is very strong, he is still cautious enough. He also knows to carry a teleportation crystal with him when entering the dungeon. I just don’t know how the people in the resurrection house will react when they see his body. I guess their expressions are quite interesting. “I must go to the resurrection house now!” Holding the idea of gloating, Gong Qiying quickly connected to the clone in the outside world and ran to the resurrection house. People should find fun for themselves when they are alive. What is the difference between a life without fun and death? Before he ran to the resurrection house, he heard a deafening noise from across the street.
The celebration tonight has not ended yet, and most of the priests and nuns in the resurrection house have secretly gone out to play, leaving only a few unlucky ones who did not escape in time to stay here on duty. Who would have thought that these unlucky ones who stayed behind would encounter a major event that would shock the entire kingdom! When Gapar's body was just teleported to the resurrection house, the priest on duty just glanced at it, muttering "Why did he go to the dungeon to seek death at such an old age" while performing the resurrection spell, but the more he resurrected, the more he felt something was wrong. I have almost used up half of my magic power, why hasn't he been resurrected yet? The stronger the person, the more magic power is needed to resurrect, this is common sense. When the remaining magic power in the body was less than one-tenth, the priest finally panicked and hurried outside to call the priests and nuns who had sneaked out to play, and this call made things serious. When people heard that someone had exhausted the priest's magic power and could not be resurrected, they were all guessing which strong person it was, and they all ran over to watch the fun, including Drew who was pulled over by Roger. As soon as he saw who the body on the bed was, he spit out a mouthful of beer. "It's Gapar, Sword Saint Gapar!" Someone in the crowd shouted. So it became like this. After only a few minutes, the street where the Resurrection House was located was completely blocked and crowded. Gong Qiying couldn't squeeze in, even if he stood on tiptoe, because a magician used the flying spell to watch the excitement. Some people even started charging people who wanted to watch the excitement to use the flying spell for a fee! Are these adventurers so business-minded? Seeing that everyone in the celebration was rushing here, the old priest in charge of the Resurrection House finally hurried over and closed the door tightly. What a joke, how could he let the dignified Sword Saint be watched like a monkey in a zoo! Such a strange thing, their Holy Light Church must close the door and take a good look! After closing the door, the priest who first discovered Gapar asked cautiously: "Do you want to work together to perform the resurrection spell?" "Wait a minute," The old priest lifted Gapar's body and threw a photo stone to the nun next to him. "What, what are you doing?" The nun asked in confusion. "Help me take a photo, hurry up," the old priest urged: "It's great to think about taking a photo with the corpse of a strong man!"
After a lot of trouble, everyone in the resurrection house took turns to take a photo with Gapar, and then resurrected him after the photo was taken. "." After resurrection, Gapar instantly understood what happened to him in the dungeon, but he was neither angry nor swearing, just lying quietly, looking at the ceiling of the resurrection house. "Lord Gapar, are you okay?" The old priest asked respectfully, and waved to the nun secretly, and the latter understood and recorded this scene with the photo stone. This is not for fame, but for bragging. I will have something to brag about when I drink with others in the future. Gapar did not reply, but was in a daze. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, the nun screamed, and the photo stone fell to the ground. Because she saw two lines of tears flowing from the corners of Gapar's eyes! Now everyone was panicked. What happened? Did the dignified sword master cry after being beaten? The room immediately became noisy and messy. No one noticed that the photo stone on the ground was turned into a video mode by the fall, and it was filming Gapar's bed. Nor did they notice that a priest who stayed in the room showed a sinister smile. This guy didn't hide and didn't speak all the time. If he spoke, he might be recognized. Because he was the one who read the glorious deeds of Count Philip on the airship of the Shadow Brotherhood! "Hehe, staying in Bed City will really encounter good things." Outside the resurrection house. A crowd of onlookers were protesting because they could not continue to "admire" the heroic figure of the swordsman. More and more people gathered on the street, and it seemed that the celebration would be held in the resurrection house. Gong Qiying also saw Dal limping in the crowd. Hey, why did he fall and break his leg? It's a long story. In short, everyone just threw him into the sky, and when they heard that Japar was dead and waiting for resurrection in the resurrection house, they ran away. Poor Dal was still thinking about life in the sky, and didn't notice that there was no space below. So it became like this. This minor injury should heal in a while. If it doesn't work, he can learn from the Platinum Son and move on the wolf. More and more people gathered, and more and more people discussed the Sword Saint. Gong Qiying also collected information here. All kinds of true and false information started with "it is said", "it seems", "probably", etc. in people's mouths. He took out a small notebook and began to write furiously. "It is said that the Sword Saint came to Bed City this time to find the teardrop larvae. You should know that it is the prop that can almost make people reborn. Didn't the Sword Saint always want to be a magician?" "I heard that the Sword Saint met the professors of the Magic Association on the way here. Those professors wanted to come to Bed City to find someone but didn't find him. Today, they also issued a commission to the Adventurer's Guild to find someone who knows star magic. By the way, the name of this magic is so funny. Star magic sounds like illumination magic, not powerful at all." "Oh, right, Japar is immune to various negative effects The influence of the results, guess why? My neighbor said that it seems that he was weak since childhood and was laughed at by others, so in order to exercise his body, he tortured himself to give himself various abnormal states, such as freezing, burning, poisoning, etc., and gradually became resistant. " "Ruthless, I dare not do that." "By the way, the sword saint seems to have a daughter who travels abroad. She especially likes swordsmanship and often quarrels with the sword saint who wants to be a magician."
"I heard that her daughter has strange powers. It is very likely that she is not a human, but a monster." "Your unofficial history is also wild enough." I heard a lot of good things. Gong Qiying narrowed his eyes when he heard "the sword saint wants to be a magician" and "looking for a professor of star magic." The former was attracted by the teardrop larvae, and the latter was led by Gong Qiying. He almost forgot that there was a magic association. It was he who took the initiative to throw out the concept of star magic to the other party, but he didn't expect that the other party really copied it. This world is quite magical. Just by simply describing the principle, the magicians can replicate the magic of the Elden Ring World. I wonder if they can replicate it at a deeper level? By the way, in addition to star magic, he seems to have used something else to seduce the professors. What was it? Oh, yes, it was Tops's stand. If this thing is really made, the magicians in the other world can all commit suicide. Even the gods of the other world can be knocked down by Tops's stand, right? Gong Qiying couldn't help but imagine that scene. "Just right," He wrote the four words "Magic Academy" in his notebook. Just now he was still thinking about whether there were enough people in Bed City to open up a separate area for him. Now it seems that both the Sword Saint and the professor are qualified, and both parties are still pursuing magic. Then set up a magic academy in the Val Dungeon. It can be called Rhea Lukalia, Biheim, Hogwarts, Winterburg, Clock Tower, or even a little weird, Little Witch Academy. Everything can be integrated and progressed. Very good, the theme of a certain floor of the Val Dungeon has been established, so the next thing to think about is how to design this theme so that the Sword Saint and others will stay there willingly. A magic teacher will teach in it, and you can learn magic after completing a certain length of course? Not very good, not to mention how to design the magic teacher's personality, he can't even come up with the course content. After all, if you want to learn the magic he brings out, you just need to touch the pages that record the magic. "Well, let's take a long-term view." He now has a general idea of the future planning of the dungeon. The Sen Dungeon should be the center and the introduction. Every work can appear here, but it's just a beginning to attract people. Other dungeons should enrich the elements of these works, and each dungeon should be assigned to a certain work separately. For example, one is Dark Souls, one is Magic Circle, and one is Pokémon. In short, make them different. There is no need to worry that people in this world will be confused by various worldviews. If you ask about lost history, as long as you can come up with something good, there will always be people who will argue for him, Gong Qiying. The Val Dungeon is special. Since it is open all day and night, it would be a waste to use it only as a theme park.
It is good to try to make a living dungeon and accumulate experience. Gong Qiying is in a very magical state now. On the one hand, he likes to design dungeons very much, and on the other hand, he will have a headache if he thinks too much. I always feel that this is the inevitable end of people who turn their hobbies into jobs. "I need alcohol to numb myself," He rubbed his eyes and turned to walk towards the familiar tavern. At this moment, there are still a steady stream of people coming here. Everyone wants to see how the sword saint Gapar died. He is going against the flow of people. Gong Qiying glanced at the crowd and suddenly saw a familiar person who hadn't seen him for a long time. He was a handsome guy with bright blond hair, with the confidence of a successful person on his face, and two backhand swords on his waist. Wow, isn't this Leon? I want to drink some wine to inspire inspiration, but I feel a little dizzy after drinking. Why is that? It's just a glass of beer.