Chapter 313: Player?
Chapter 313: Player?
"Keep one alive, don't kill her."
Loren released Luna, first calming her down. After confirming Luna was unharmed, Loren stepped forward.
"Why did you try to kill me?"
Phoris was still laughing at this moment, her laughter utterly bizarre, as if she couldn't feel any pain at all.
So, Loren directly used Requiem to slice off Phoris's remaining fifteen fingers and toes, one by one. Even so, Phoris's expression still showed no change.
"I knew it. I wondered why assassinating a weak teacher would give me so many rewards. This mission is definitely not simple."
"Who gave you the mission?"
Anna grabbed Phoris's hair and ripped out a handful, scalp still attached.
If Anna found out who the Mastermind was, she would undoubtedly slaughter their entire family.
Everyone else thought Phoris was acting under orders, but only Loren considered other possibilities. What she just said sounded very familiar to Loren."The system gave it to me. Whatever, you natives wouldn't understand anyway. I'm definitely completing this mission!"
Phoris's words carried an extreme arrogance, surpassing even the Vampire Duke Loren had encountered before.
She wasn't just treating others as lower lifeforms; she was treating them as lower-dimensional beings.
"A player?"
A terrifying possibility occurred to Loren. Could the Phoris before him be a player?
According to her, she had a system. Loren had one too when he was playing the game, but after transmigrating, he was left with only a panel.
"So now I'm the native?"
Loren reacted quickly. Taking a step back, even if Phoris really was a player, Loren had ten thousand ways to make her permadie.
Moreover, Loren didn't actually believe she was a real player.
Finale was a single-player game, with no online capabilities...
Thinking this, Loren suddenly realized something with a jolt. He seemed to... have never heard of anyone else playing this game...
Even if Loren lived isolated in the mountains, he should have seen something about it online...
Loren's mind was in chaos. Mirrorheart suddenly took his hand from behind.
"Are you alright..."
"I'm fine..."
Calmed by Mirrorheart, Loren regained some composure.
He took a deep breath and once again resumed his usual, unflappable demeanor.
Now Loren fully understood Cassian's warning. Phoris couldn't be a real player. She was some special form of Dreamwalker, brainwashed by the God of Dreams.
The God of Dreams made her perceive reality as a dream, making Phoris believe she was currently playing a game.
Eliminating pain wasn't something only the God of Pain could do; the God of Dreams could do it too. After all, you can't feel pain in dreams.
In a short time, Loren had formulated the most logical deduction.
"Since you're a player, I'll give you a mission now. Go destroy the Forest of Dreams. I'll provide the method. Upon completion, I'll give you a bottle of ninth-tier magical potion that will cause a qualitative transformation for you.
"Ninth-tier Magical Potion 【Scales to Dragon】. After use, it will greatly increase all attributes, completely alter your innate physique, grant you Dragon Blood and partial dragon power, elevating your life form!
But the price is equally severe. This potion will sever all your bonds, and you will forever feel the agony of being burned by raging flames, eventually losing yourself gradually.
"Such a price may seem unbearable, but for a player, it's nothing. The game cannot change your will, and you can even directly turn off pain perception."
Loren wasn't lying. Players had the ability to appraise items; lying to her was useless.
Scales to Dragon was indeed endgame gear for players. A newbie getting it would jump straight to the late game. Unlike Requiem, which had certain requirements for one's own attributes and techniques, this was the crutch of all crutches.
It's just that in the game, no one could actually brew it, and the recipe was extremely hard to obtain.
Loren had already gathered the materials, planning to brew it. However, he didn't intend to use it on himself or the Witches; the risk was too great. This medicine was prepared by Loren for Noah.
Phoris fell silent for a long time, stunned by Loren's lengthy speech. Not only could Loren understand she was a player, but he could also propose a transaction with her based on that premise.
Loren's transaction was to further verify if she was truly a player. If she was some special Dreamwalker, destroying the Forest of Dreams would be impossible.
And even if she actually succeeded, Loren could still not give it to her. Even if he gave it, Loren could tamper with it. Loren had considered every angle.
After a long silence, Phoris revealed a smile.
"This game is made quite realistically, even breaking the fourth wall. Too bad I've already transmigrated, otherwise I'd definitely make a video of you and post it online, Master Mentor."
Phoris wasn't an ordinary player; she was also a transmigrator. At the very least, she believed herself to be one, and her player functions were much more complete than Loren's.
"Your offer is tempting, but I refuse. I never care about benefits when I do things. I act on whims. I just want to see what the people around you will do after I kill you."
The blood flowing from Phoris's scalp had stained her face red, yet her emotions remained unchanged, as if she wasn't the one currently restrained.
If she really was a player, such a situation would indeed be nothing to her. At most, she'd resurrect elsewhere and then come back to kill again.
"What if I said I'm a transmigrator too?"
"Then I want to kill you even more. There can only be one protagonist in this world."
"Our personalities really are alike. So, I must kill you too."
As soon as the words fell, Requiem pierced through Phoris's skull. The next moment, her body began to dissipate.
"Movila, search the vicinity. Look for Phoris's respawn point."
NPCs don't know the mechanics of player resurrection and don't understand camping respawn points, but Loren does.
However, Loren still didn't believe she was a player. This was exactly the kind of trick the God of Dreams could pull.
This was probably what Cassian was warning about. If it were just simple nightmares, Cassian wouldn't have gone through so much trouble to warn Loren.
"What just happened?"
When Phoris vanished, Anna's foot stepped into empty air, nearly causing her to fall. She had already reacted and steadied herself, but she still deliberately fell into Loren's arms. Loren caught her, fully aware of Anna's little scheme.
"She's a special kind of Dreamwalker. Her true body isn't here. We didn't truly kill her."
Upon learning Phoris wasn't dead, Anna's eyes turned icy again.
"Movila, start searching the surroundings for any sign of Phoris."
Logically, for convenience in fighting the BOSS, Phoris wouldn't set her respawn point too far away, giving Loren a chance to camp it.
"Perhaps... confusing Phoris's dreams with reality created this illusion that she's a player..."
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