I Became a God in a Horror Game

Chapter 558: The lost country of gold

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At this moment, the crown prince, who has never been emotionally ups and downs in front of others, and the prince Georgia, known as the light of gold, took a deep breath and turned and rushed towards the palace.

He lowered his head and hurried past the people who were looking at him with anticipation, his teeth were clenched, his eyes were a little red, and there was a strange emotion clashing in his chest.

Why is everyone unwilling, unwilling to endure a little bit more winter for this country

Georgia rushed into the palace. He walked by the guard who bowed to him without squinting, and rarely responded courteously, but went straight into his room and took the strongest hand from the wall. Without looking back, his bow headed towards the gate guarded by the Gold Issuing Office.

He clenched his longbow tightly, his eyes stern.

Whether it is a so-called god or a strange guest, he will not allow the other party to step into the ancient Luolun kingdom.

This is his country, this is his nation, no matter how naive, it is impossible for others to exploit their pain in the name of gold.

Georgia held the longbow and stood on the towering city wall at the entrance and exit. There was no one to guard here, because the soldiers went down to meet the distinguished guest, or, as a god, even in normal times, there were only three or four soldiers guarding here. Well, because the gods hid Guloren, there is no person in the gold issuing office to lead the way, ordinary people can't get in here at all.

But today everyone is waiting inside, which means that no one leads the way, and the guest can come in on his own.

There has never been an outsider who has stepped into Gu Luolun without a lead. It is no wonder that his father believed that this strange guest was a god.

The high priest waited at the entrance with anxiety and anxiety. The king was silent and his lips were white. The guards looked at the entrance expectantly. After waiting for about half an hour, there was finally movement from the entrance.

The sound of a man’s leather shoes stepping on the hard ground came slowly. He stroked the dense woods at the entrance, revealing a face with a mask, and his voice was smiling: "I got off the island of the sky and went all the way. Hurry here, there is no change of clothes, and I hope you don’t mind."

"I'm not late, am I?"

The man spoke proficient ancient Luolun language, and the high priest gasped in shock, and bowed in fear to greet him: "I'm not late!"

"You, hello." King Guloren stepped up nervously and stretched out his hand, "I am King Guloren."

"I know." The masked man, or God, with an easy-going smile, took off his gloves, reached out and shook hands with the king, "You are my main trader."

"You are very similar to the king a thousand years ago."

"Yes, is it?" The king smiled reluctantly, and then asked tremblingly, "The gold..."

"Don't worry." The man stretched out his palm, with a shiny mottled wedge-shaped ore suspended above it. He said mildly, "I brought a golden stone."

"I have given you samples before. This is a genuine product. You only need to bury this golden stone in the vein, and the gold mine will continue to be produced as before."

"A steady stream of gold?" The king repeated the man's words with a trembling voice.

"Yes, as long as you use this golden stone, your future kingdom will have inexhaustible gold." The man smiled and spread his hands. "This golden stone is comparable to the one that the king buried a thousand years ago. The gold stone of the veins is strong. At that time, gold powder may be scattered on your streets at any time, and gold statues can be seen everywhere. Everyone may have gold as big as their own."

"Your golden age will come again."

"But be careful when you bury it in."

He smiled and reminded: "This golden stone is fragile, and I only have this one."

The king swallowed nervously, trying to reach out to pick up the golden stone, and the man also stretched out his hand, preparing to deliver the golden stone to it.

And at the moment of delivery, Georgia on the city wall is tall and straight, with sharp eyes pulling the bowstring to the auricle with two fingers, the wind blows his erect light brown high ponytail, and the bright metal color of the bowstring is set off. His dark brown eyes became deeper and deeper.

The sharp point of the bow and arrow reflected a strange glare. Georgia's chest was undulating violently. He gritted his teeth. This may be the most improper and impulsive thing he has done since he became the crown prince.

Attack foreign guests.

Georgia loosened the bowstring, and the arrow shot out like a thunder from a cloud, penetrated between the king and the god, and pointed straight at the golden stone!

The man seemed to perceive something, and quickly gathered his palms and held the golden stone, but the arrow went thunderously through the palm of his holding the golden stone, and the blood dripped down.

"Hey eh eh." The man turned his head with a smile, and looked at Georgia, who was once again on the high platform. "It seems that your country doesn't seem to welcome me as a businessman."

"Georgia?!" The king looked at Georgia with red eyes on the high platform in astonishment. He reprimanded him angrily. He glanced timidly at the lifeless God next to him, "What are you doing! Come down!"

"Guard! Press down the prince!"

The high priest almost had a cardiopulmonary arrest, and he asked in a panic: "Is the golden stone okay?!"

"It's okay." The man opened his palm lightly, with nothing inside, and said with a smile, "I put it away."

"Quickly!" The high priest greeted quickly, "Let the doctor in the city come over and bandage the palm of the guest."

"No." The man smiled and waved his hand. "It's not bad to get hurt occasionally. I haven't been hurt for a long time."

The high priest stopped in amazement and looked around at a loss.

"That..." The man said with a chuckle. He turned around and looked at Georgia, who was being forcibly pressed down the city wall by a group of guards. "Is the one who shot me with a bow and arrow, is your prince?"

When the king heard the man mention the incident, his back tightened instantly. He turned sideways slightly to block the direction of the man looking towards Georgia: "...Is my eldest son, the discipline is not strict, and please don't care about the distinguished guests."

"How about accounting, he is very interesting." The man smiled interestingly and politely asked, "Can I talk to him?"

Seeing the man's bloody hands, the king hesitated and nodded his head reluctantly. "... I will let him come down to admit his mistake, and I will personally punish him when I return. Please don't be too harsh."

Georgia was pressed in front of the man, his hands tied behind his back by the guards, his eyes were full of a sharp and unruly look, which was completely different from the elegant and gentle appearance that the prince had always shown.

"Georgia." The king's voice tightened, and he severely pressed Georgia's raised head, "You have committed a felony and attacked a foreign guest!"

"Apologize to this guest!"

"I will be fined when I go back, and I will accept any heavy punishment." Georgia was forced to lower his head, but his voice was still cold, "But I won't apologize."

"He is not Guloren's guest."

The king was anxious: "Georgia!!!"

"Don't be so harsh, let go." The man interrupted the king with a smile. "Your name is Georgia, isn't it?"

The king released his hand, and Georgia slowly raised his head, looking straight at the man, without speaking.

"Your soul is very good." The man smiled briskly. "It is really surprising and pleasant to see such a soul in such a country."

"As your reward for showing me such a valuable soul, so be it. Since you insist on saving this fairytale country from me, the big villain you think, I will give you a chance."

"Let's play a game."

The man waved his hand, and the disappearing lily stone appeared in his hand again. The palm-length lily stone was stained with a trace of blood, floating in front of Georgia's eyes, exuding a warm and bright golden luster.

"Three days later." The man said with a chuckle, "Three days later, I will bring this golden stone to come here. If you can find a way to close all the mining areas and prevent anyone from burying the golden stone in the veins, I I will leave with the golden stone forever, and never come to this country again."

"But if you fail to do it."

"Whether it is the pain of the golden stone a thousand years ago, or the pain of this golden stone now, at that time, all the painful costs will be paid by you."

"Your answer?"

Georgia raised his head, his brown eyes were extremely clear: "Okay."

Just as the king naively agreed to a deal with God a thousand years ago, he also naively agreed to a game with God.

And thought that he would win.

13 central area of the mining area.

Mu Sicheng cautiously walked through the dense human-shaped gold sculptures on the periphery of the mining area, and headed towards the minecart. When he reached the edge of the track, he reported to the headset: "The gold dust on the track has traces of erasure and is relatively new."

"That should be the traces left by Georgia and the others going down." Bai Liu said, "This proves that we should have gone wrong. If Georgia and them also come here, it can only show that this is indeed the hiding place of the hourglass of time."

"The mining area is in the mountain, and there are many gold sculptures at the entrance." Mu Sicheng looked at the surrounding environment and reported in a low voice, "There are two railroad tracks at the entrance of the mountain, and there are mine carts on them. One of the mine carts should have been driven away by Georgia. Now, when I drove into the mine, I saw the drag of the minecart."

"The mine is very deep. I took a photo, only to see a lot of shiny gold inside, a little dazzling, and the rest can't be seen clearly. I guess I have to take a mine cart to know what's going on."

"Should I wait for you to come and go inside, or should I go down by myself?" Mu Sicheng asked.

Bai Liu didn't hesitate: "Wait for us, don't act casually, stay away from those sculptures."

"But..." Mu Sicheng was a little anxious. When he became anxious, his lungs unconsciously itchy, and he began to choke up abruptly, "Ahem, what if Georgia and they get the hourglass of time before us?"

"Then go ahead." Bai Liu didn't move. "We are passive in this dungeon. It's normal for them to get the advantage ahead of us. Don't act rashly when the information is not equal in the early days. Let's talk about what you are best at. What is it?"

Mu Sicheng was startled.

"If they get it first." Bai Liu said calmly, "then you steal it back. With your movement speed and alertness, not many people in this game can stop you who just want to steal."

"Really?" An extremely faint young voice came from the depths of the mine, "I may be one of these people."

The blue-green butterfly flew in front of Mu Sicheng, whose pupils were tight, the slender tail wing dropped fine gold powder, and flew past it precariously. It landed on Amand stretched out on his index finger, and gently shook its wings.

Mu Sicheng turned his head abruptly, and he jumped twice, his breathing almost stagnated. When he just explored the mining area, he didn't find that there was a person hidden inside.

Armand hangs upside down in the mine, his feet close together, one side of his ear hair is pinched by a hairpin, only one side is hanging down, his eyes are closed, and he is wearing a pure white gilt uniform. Only a bat resting on the rock, but at this moment, was finally disturbed by the stray passenger, and slowly opened his eyes.

The brown eyes reflected silently that monkey paws had changed. Mu Sicheng who bared his teeth.

The butterfly flapping on his white uniform glove started to move faster.

Armand folded his legs lightly and fell from the top of the mine, without a trace of his hair being messed up. He raised his eyes to look at Mu Sicheng on the opposite side, and his tone was calm: "Isn't it irritable to be so impulsive when encountering things? There will be a good end, Mu Sicheng."

"You're going to make Lao Tzu just grab it." Mu Sicheng threw out his monkey paws uncomfortably, his pupils erected into two thin peaks, and smiled provocatively, "But last time you were stolen by me, in this tone. Talking to me, isn't it a bit too big?"

"Ace rookie of the Golden Dawn?"

"That time?" Armand dragged his jaw, recalling it seemingly, "It's just a hair accessory. You didn't steal very important things, and I didn't need to leave the team and waste time entangled with you."

"but now"

Armand lifted his eyelids and raised his arms to the right. The butterfly rose from his right shoulder into the wind, and its wings flapped quickly.

"What you want to steal is something extremely important to my brother and my team."

"You can try to see if you can get past my protective layer and escape from my hurricane as you wish."

System reminder: Player Armand uses skills to summon chain hurricane

This skill can continue to cause damage to players who are chained in the hurricane until the hurricane stops, and the skill cd is one hour.

The author has something to say: the inspiration of the alchemy stone comes from the alchemy in Greek mythology

4 is a straight man, Armand is also a straight man, 4 there were girls I liked in the past, but to no avail, because girls don’t like him

4 no cp