Game of the World Tree

Chapter 41: The Descent of a God?!

The seventh!

Box Meal took a deep breath and pulled his scimitar from the goblin’s throat.

The feeling of cutting flesh with the blade was so realistic, with warm blood spraying all over his head and face.

He didn’t select the option to reduce the goriness in the game system.

Unlike many players who could not get used to blood, he enjoyed killing. It made him feel like he was an actual soldier on a battlefield.

In this way, he could indulge in the freedom and satisfaction he could not feel in reality.

This was especially true after he leveled up to level 11 of Low Iron, transferred to be a hunter, and possessed the [Stealth] skill.

Wiping the blade clean on his linen clothes, Box Meal frowned.

The blade seemed to have chipped.

Although these scimitars from the goblins were sharper than wooden knives, they were a lot less durable.

Of course, Box Meal didn’t know it was because Eve had made the wooden knives in person. Although they were not sharp, they were more durable.

He threw away the scimitar and replaced it with another one from his back, which was dropped by the other goblins he had killed before.

Afterwards, he raised his head and looked around.

Possessing an elf body gave Box Meal excellent nocturnal vision. Even in the middle of the night, he could see everything in Florence clearly.

All the goblins in the city had already been awakened. At present, more than 70 players who had leveled up to Low Iron were shouting and chasing the goblins.

The difference in attitude caused by the change of level was terrifying indeed.

In the afternoon, the players still needed to cooperate in groups of two or three to kill a goblin. But after they leveled up to Low Iron, their constitution got stronger and their skills improved. With their improved condition, the goblins were no rivals to the players in a one-on-one fight.

With the [Stab] skill at hand, even those relatively timid female players could run forward and stab the goblins while screaming in fear and excitement.

But then, before they had the time to react, blood started spraying out of the goblins’ body. Being drenched in blood, they were so scared that they screamed louder.

This was even truer for those bloodthirsty players and determined players who had gradually adapted to the gruesome scene of the battle.

For them, Florence had become the best playground and hunting ground tonight.

Looking at the hectic scene, Box Meal shook his head and used his [Stealth] skill again.

The moment he used the skill, his heartbeat and breathing started to slow down to a crawl. The breath of the person gradually faded into the darkness.

He was going to hunt the last goblin priest.

If he was not mistaken, it should have just fled to the temple.

More than one player had the same idea as Box Meal. The players who participated in killing priests also rushed to the temple.

The contribution points of killing one priest equalled those of killing five goblins!

Moreover, the experience points one would obtain by killing priests were much higher than killing ordinary goblins.

Besides, judging from the situation just now, the three priests were much weaker than the previous world boss. Compared to the world boss, they were a piece of cake.

Furthermore, according to the task information provided by the goddess, divine blood crystals should most likely appear in the temple!

A piece of divine blood crystal was worth 800 contribution points!

With overflowing desire for experience points and contribution points, the players rushed towards the dilapidated temple in a swarm.

…

In the temple, the only goblin priest knelt and prayed under the statue of the God of Winter and Hunting.

As it prayed, the lights on the statue became increasingly brighter, even the 26 divine blood crystals in front of it began to glow faintly.

Under the goblin priest, a mysterious giant magic circle slowly formed. Silver lights constantly formed mysterious patterns.

This was what the players saw when they rushed into the temple.

“Divine blood crystals! So many divine blood crystals!”

Their eyes lit up as they shouted in excitement.

But Box Meal who came in with stealth looked deeper into the situation.

He glanced at the magic circle on the ground and his expression gradually became solemn.

That is a magic circle for sacrifice?

His memory was always good.

When Berserker the oak guard sacrificed the skeleton staff to Eve the goddess, he watched silently at the side, so he had a vague impression of a magic circle.

Although the magic circle under the goblin priest was slightly different the one Berserker drew, they were similar on a general level.

Almost in an instant, Box Meal figured out what was going on.

“It’s a magic circle for sacrifice! No! Everybody, stop it! It will sacrifice the divine blood crystals to a god!”

Following closely behind his shouts, Li Mu’s anxious shouts came from the entrance of the temple.

Obviously, this senior anchor also recognized the sacrificial circle under the priest.

“A sacrificial circle?”

On hearing him, the players immediately made a great commotion.

“No! Stop it quickly!”

“Where are your long-range skills? Use your long-range skills!”

“Destroy that magic circle!”

Almost at the same time, all the players who had long-range skills started using them wantonly.

Under the shocked gaze of the goblin priest, fireballs, wind blades, lightning strikes, vines… Almost all the one-ring offensive magic skills it could think of were used to attack it.

With a loud bang, the ravages of magic smashed the green stone floor. The magic circle that was about to take shape was instantly destroyed. Even the goblin priest in the center of the magic circle spewed a mouthful of blood because of the magic. Its body withered in an instant..

Nevertheless, although the magic circle was damaged, the lights on the statue did not weaken. On the contrary, the lights became increasingly stronger.

Before the players had time to rejoice at the destruction of the magic circle, they heard a majestic, holy and cold snort…

“Hum–!”

The voice was deafening, illusory and ethereal as if it crossed the void. The voice was furious as if the speaker was offended.

Everyone was stunned for a while. They felt dizzy, their blood flowed out from their nose and ears…

Even Box Meal, who came in with stealth, could not help but spew a mouthful of blood. He fell out of the stealth state.

“W-what happened?”

“Didn’t we trigger the boss?”

“Cough! Damn, I lost about half of my blood.”

The players slumped on the floor. While coughing out blood, they widened their eyes with struggle and looked towards the statue at the center of the temple vigilantly.

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Suddenly, the lights on the statue became brighter, and the 26 divine blood crystals scattered on the ground were slowly floating up and flying towards the statute as if they were sucked towards it.

Under the players’ shocked gaze, the divine blood crystals began to merge into the statue gradually, generating an intense light!

With the pressure gradually intensifying and the light constantly expanding, the statue finally turned into a translucent energy giant made of golden and green photons…

He had a blurred face and a strong body, and was holding onto a huge axe and a longbow…

Its appearance was similar to the statue of Ullr!