"It's coming soon, look." The Desert Wolf pointed to the mural city whose outline could be vaguely seen not far away. Now the Wind Chaser and his group were just a stone's throw away from that city. These words and this picture instantly

Inspired the group of people walking behind. Under the supervision of Guilin Feng and the Evil Demon King, the guild members of Guild Feng who were left behind finally cheered up. It was obvious that they wanted to move their slender calves.

I feel more powerful.

What the Desert Wolf said was correct. There was a warning pole in front of the city gate. There were two dark-skinned men standing on the left and right, many linear people, horses and the carts they pulled behind them. The goods on the carts were passing through.

After that, the warning pole became 3D, and the face was no longer clearly visible like before. Instead, it was no different from the world outside the mural.

Twenty minutes later.

The two big men next to the warning pole were very dedicated to their duties and watched the Storm Chaser and his group for more than five minutes. Initially, the Storm Chaser was a little worried because not only were there a large number of people in his group, but they had not yet transported goods, and they were carrying

They were all carrying weapons, especially the bandits of the Desert Lone Wolf, who were afraid that something bad would happen to them. But he turned his head and looked at the Desert Lone Wolf standing next to him. He had a red scarf tied on his fair-skinned head.

He looked unconcerned, as if this matter was not in his mind at all. Seeing him like this, although the storm chaser still felt uneasy, he also raised his chest and raised his head to look fearless. It was only these two black men who

The big man is probably far more than his own opponent, so what else is there to be afraid of?

In the end, it was proved that the storm chasers were a bit unfounded. The two big men just nodded and let them go. They did not pursue the matter of weapons at all. In this game world, all players and NPCs have the right to wear weapons.

And you can also conduct PK in the main city, whether it is benevolent or malicious. Although this is a mural world, going back to its roots, it is just a city in the huge game world of Dynasty Age, so the setting is still

It is no different from other main cities.

As soon as they entered the mural city, several people were stunned. This city is so artistic. The houses all adopt relatively trendy design concepts. Even the colors are colorful and eye-catching. There are not many people in the city.

There are not many, but you can see artists carrying easels or drawing paper everywhere on the streets. From time to time, you can hear people playing flutes and pianos nearby. The sound is crisp and bright, very much like the timbre of a violin. It is a pity.

It’s because none of the storm chasers know how to appreciate music. To them, this is just BGM.

The Mural City as a whole is still very large. According to a rough estimate, it is several times larger than Silver Snow City. It should be as big as the two imperial cities in the east and west. However, in such a large city, there are very few NPCs, and many of them are

It is just the most common functional NPC without its own name.

"Are there so few people here?" Meng Xuerou asked the desert lone wolf walking in front as she walked. Among this group of bandits, only the desert lone wolf was the most willing to talk and easy to communicate with. The others were lifeless on the floor.

There was no smile on any of their faces, and they had no communication with anyone else except talking to their boss, Desert Lone Wolf. It’s no wonder that Meng Xuerou said that their boss’s name was not worthy of the name, and they should give this person the name Desert Lone Wolf.

A group of brothers who don't like to talk, because they are the real lone wolves in the desert.

"There used to be a lot of people here because Mural City was the only city in the world. Whether it was trade or art, it was backed by powerful art associations and trading firms. Artists and businessmen in every village and town would gather here.

It's so lively here." As he said this, the Desert Wolf raised his head and looked at the sky, and you could see in his eyes how much he missed those days.

"What has changed now?" I leaned over and listened to the story of the lone wolf in the desert.

"After the treasures enshrined in the temple of the God of Murals were stolen, the God of Murals became completely angry. He took away the colors of the world. Only this main city still retains the colors because of the protection of the city lord and the temple.

"The lone wolf in the desert sighed and said: "Since then, there have been fewer and fewer artists in this world, and civilians are no longer willing to walk in that colorless world with monsters hidden everywhere. Over time, many villages and towns have become deserted.

, and there is no longer the prosperity here." Desert Lone Wolf wept. He was a boy who grew up in the desert. He had no father or mother and had been living alone for as long as he could remember. However, he never complained about himself.

fate, let alone shed tears because of it, but now faced with such a once strong and prosperous city turning into what it is now, and thinking that many people have lost their homes where they depend for survival, he still couldn't help it, and his tears were

There is no cowardice, only kindness.

The storm chaser finally understood it. It seemed that what he thought was correct. Eighty percent of the treasures enshrined in the temple were the other half of the crystal. But because someone stole the treasure and took it out of the world, earth-shaking things happened here.

Changes, now I can't do anything, I can only hope that everything goes well with Kang Shuai and Fu Liangchen, and he can bring back the half of the gem, not only to save himself, but also to save this artistic world of murals.

The desert lone wolf wiped his tears and said with a somewhat embarrassed smile: "You guys are laughing, let's find a place to stay first."

The storm chaser nodded and said: "A man will not shed tears easily, but he has not reached the sad point. Brother Lone Wolf, there is no need to be embarrassed about this. If you shed tears, it also shows that you are a real man!" The storm chaser didn't know either.

Why did he say this to an NPC in the game? He always felt that the Desert Wolf was different. He was different from other NPCs he had met before. It was easy for him to have feelings for him, or he was more humane than those previous NPCs.

, maybe this is the intelligent AI that is featured in the game promotion.

Now is not the time to think about this matter. What the Desert Wolf said is right. Now that a group of people like myself have been delayed in this world for a long time, it is indeed time to go offline. If nothing unexpected happens, I will probably go online again tomorrow.

In this mural world.

He told Xiufeng and others about the offline incident, and everyone expressed support and raised their hands in approval. Although it can be said that every second counts now, you can still cut wood while sharpening your sword. Your body is your capital. Only when your health is good can you hit 120 points tomorrow.

I spent a lot of time looking for crystals.

After getting off the line, Storm Chaser looked at the time. It was almost three o'clock in the morning. Tomorrow is the day of the battle between KPI and Zhao's guild. Although he has left KPI, he is still very concerned about the outcome of this guild battle.

, it is best to resolve this matter perfectly after waking up, so that you can have time to watch the live broadcast of the guild war.
Chapter completed!