All intelligent creatures loved watching drama.

  Drama could broaden their eyes and allow them to show off in front of their friends, which was great! The players, with their exuberant curiosity, were listed as the greatest drama lovers in the game five years in a row. That couldn’t be helped. According to sociologists’ research, the smarter a creature was, the more curious they tended to be and the more likely they would gather for drama.

  The rule applied to other animals too. The intelligent creatures, such as dolphins, orcas, and almost all the primates, were generally curious.

  Wetland City was a base and almost a “main city” to the players, who took up half of the population in the city.

  So, whenever anything interesting happened in the city, a lot of players would be there to watch it.

  Roland was a curious man too, or he couldn’t have qualified as a Mage.

  He wasn’t interested in regular citizen conflicts, but since so many players had gathered, it was bound to be something that rarely happened.

  So, he tossed a magic spider, which crawled on other players’ clothes and moved to the inner circle.

  He was stunned when the magic spider sent him an image.

  As it turned out, the players were watching the queen and Nia, who were confronting the True Ancestor of vampires.

  As a Hero, Andonara was quite sensitive to evil auras. The True Ancestor’s aura was very similar to Christina’s, so when she saw the True Ancestor, she guessed who the True Ancestor was.

  Roland had told her about the True Ancestor, especially how he fought the True Ancestor for days under the Nether God’s watch. She was quite angry to learn of that.

  As for Nia, she was almost manifesting her weapon with magic power.

  They hadn’t started fighting yet simply because this was the territory of the Golden Sons and the lord of this place was Roland’s good friend.

  “Why are they still not fighting?”


  “Isn’t she the queen?” “The other girl seems to be an angel, but why does she not have wings?”


  “Start fighting already. I love watching women fight the most, especially gorgeous women.”


  The players whispered to each other.

  Roland squeezed through the crowd with Hand of Magic and walked in.

  The players got even more excited when they saw Roland.

  “Oh, Roland is here.”


  “They’re indeed the queen and the angel. Who’s that pretty little girl? Did anything happen between her and Roland?”


  “I think I have to report Roland for laying his hands on immature girls.” “I think you can.”


  “You’re just being jealous. If I remember correctly, she must be the True Ancestor of vampires. I remember her from Roland’s livestream.”


  “I didn’t watch that stream.”


  “She’s indeed the True Ancestor. Petite and flat-she’s my favorite type. Also, she’s probably more than a thousand years old. It’s useless even if you report him.”


  “We’re just talking about appearance. Isn’t Roland molesting a little girl?”


  While the players jokingly discussed, Roland walked to Andonara and Nia.

  The moment Andonara saw Roland, she ignored the True Ancestor of vampires and ran to Roland, before she said in delight, “Sweetheart, why are you here?” “For business,” Roland replied. Then, he stared at the True Ancestor and said coldly, “How bold of you to come to the Golden Sons’ territory.”


  The True Ancestor had fully recovered her strength, so she was fearless at this moment. “What’s wrong? Didn’t you say that you wouldn’t be attacked in the Golden Sons’ city as long as you don’t cause trouble? That’s a rule that the lord of this city set up. I don’t think you’ll go back on your word.”


  Roland frowned.

  The True Ancestor raised her head and continued proudly, “Besides, Ms. Nether God has already washed away my sins for me. Perform an alignment test on me if you don’t believe it.”


  Hardly had she said that when a glimmering golden circle covered the True Ancestor.

  There was indeed nothing but green over her head.

  Roland was quite frustrated by that.

  To be a good buy meant to be bound by rules.

  For example, he couldn’t attack righteous men randomly; he had to take many things in consideration. If he started a fight here, the Wetland City that Betta had built with so much effort would be greatly affected.

  More importantly, killing someone Lawful would likely change his own alignment.

  Seeing that Roland was silent, the True Ancestor walked away with her head held high.

  Andonara and Nia were of a mind to chase her, but seeing that Roland didn’t move, they lost their desire to fight too.

  After the True Ancestor left the scene, Roland took Andonara and Nia to a corner and whispered something to them. Then, they both walked away with a smile.

  Roland, on the other hand, seized the opportunity to go to the Wind Hermit Guild.

  That guild was fairly easy to find. After all, it was quite famous.

  Hardly had Roland arrived when a player rushed to Roland and said in delight, “You’re finally here, Master Roland. Let’s talk inside. We’re all waiting for you.”


  “Talk about what?” Roland followed the man. “Also, what’s your name, bro?”


  As the best Mage in the game, Roland uploaded few videos, but every time he streamed, someone would record it and spread it.

  So, few people in the game didn’t recognize Roland.

  It was not strange that this guy knew his name.

  The player who led the way turned his head and said, “You may call me Arman.”


  “Then Arman, what’s the deadline for your

  quest?’”


  “Ten days from today.” Arman said with a smile, “Our boss Barbion is waiting for you inside.” Walking through a long corridor behind the guy, Roland reached a hall built in the classic style of Hangzhou architecture.

  He could see through the opened door that many people were discussing around a table. Those who didn’t have a seat stood back and listened attentively, while proposing their opinions now and then.

  The man who sat in the host’s seat was an average-looking man.

  Most players preferred capabilities to Charm.

  The players of the physical classes focused on Strength and Agility, and those who played with spells focused on Intelligence and Resolve.

  It went without saying that Warlocks mainly added points to Charm.

  Seeing Roland, the player who sat in the host’s seat jumped to his feet and rushed over, before he grabbed Roland’s hands and shook them quickly. “You’re finally here, Master Roland. None of them believed that you would come. They’re forcing me to calculate the strength of every Mage in the dungeon and the spells they’re good at.”


  Roland was rather surprised. “Is it even calculable?”


  “Of course not. That’s why we need a powerful Mage.”


  The man dropped Roland’s hands and shouted at the players proudly, “Do you see this? I’ve invited Roland here! I didn’t trick you, did I?”


  Then, someone in the crowd shouted, “Chairman, you’re awesome! You really got him here!”


  Many people smiled upon seeing Roland.

  They finally had a chance to accomplish the quest that had bothered them for a month.

  Barbion, chairman of the Wind Hermit Guild, shouted, “Everybody, get prepared. We’ll set off in one day.”


  “How do we split the spoils?” asked Roland.

  “They’re all yours. We’ll be satisfied as long as we can accomplish the quest and get the EXP.”


  “That’s unnecessary.” Roland shook his head and said, “If any good equipment is dropped, I’ll just pick up something that I can use.” “That works. Thank you for your generosity.” Barbion’s gratitude was solemn and sincere. He knew very well that they couldn’t possibly accomplish the epic quest without Roland.

  Roland thought for a moment and said, “Then we’ll gather here again tomorrow?”


  “No problem.”


  Roland nodded to the others in greeting. He then teleported to the suburbs.

  He entered the woods and hid there.

  About half a day later, the sunset reddened everything in the world.

  The True Ancestor of vampires flew out of the city; the number of bats had clearly dwindled.

  Roland set up an ambush here mainly because the road led to Delpon, where Christina was. At this moment, there were few vampires left in Hollevin as most had been hunted down.

  When the True Ancestor of vampires flew above the woods, a Chain Lightning suddenly struck.

  The bats that were the True Ancestor were hit precisely.

  A lot of the bats fell to the ground, and the rest of the bats gathered and turned into a beautiful little girl.

  She seemed only around ten years old.

  The fewer bats a vampire had, the younger they would appear.

  She rose from the pit and was about to speak, when she saw magic power being concentrated in the air.

  The terrifying feeling in the air made her so scared that the soft white hair next to her ears straightened.

  She released multiple clones and ran to Wetland City as quickly as possible.

  She had realized that the guy was performing an ultimate skill.

  She would be safe as long as she reached the city wall.

  Roland had probably seen it coming too. Ensconced in the woods, he smiled.

  Then, exactly at that moment, the enormous power was gone, and Roland suddenly appeared in front of her after a blink.

  Then, he launched a right hook at her. The little girl instantly retreated and dodged Roland’s fist. However, exactly at this moment, two people emerged behind the True Ancestor.

  They had silently approached her from her back.

  Surrounded by three experts, the True Ancestor wasn’t scared at all but simply said casually, “You dare not kill me. I’m favored by the Nether God.”


  Roland chuckled. “That’s all right. I don’t care if I’m Lawful.”


  “You’re not afraid of being blamed by Ms. Nether God?”


  “Does it make any difference?” Roland chuckled. “You killed so many human beings. I’m not exactly a good guy, but I know that you cannot undo the crimes you committed. You think you can let bygones be bygones by turning your halo green? It’s not so easy.”


  The True Ancestor stared at Roland. “You’re desecrating Ms. Nether God. You have no respect for her?”


  Roland chuckled and raised his hand, before he said, “Do you not know that the Golden Sons never respected gods or devils?”


  The concentration of magic power in his hand was threatening.

  The True Ancestor instinctively felt that it was no good. She quickly glanced at the three of them.

  They had surrounded her in a triangle formation. It was impossible for her to escape.

  The True Ancestor asked again, “Are you not afraid of turning evil after killing me? I’m a good guy right now.”


  “As I said, I don’t care.” Roland chuckled. “You know the Nether God, who can wash away your sins. As it happens, I also know a Lawful goddess, and we’re quite close. I think she’s capable of doing what the Nether God can. I can always ask for her help.”


  Don’t presume that you’re the only person who has supporters!

  That was what was really on Roland’s mind.

  Without any hesitation, the True Ancestor suddenly took out a weird black object from underneath her clothes and crumbled it in front of them.

  In no more than three seconds, a black mist appeared in front of them.

  The black mist was vaguely shaped like a woman.

  Most gods couldn’t enter the main plane in person. They could only count on projections or other intermediaries.

  At this moment, the Nether God was projecting herself with divine power.

  Someone looked at Roland and the others from the black mist and then said in a cold yet pleasant voice, “Roland, please make peace with Lilith. It’s been hundreds of years since she killed anyone.”


  “Yes, it’s been hundreds of years since I killed anyone.” Hiding behind the black mist, the True Ancestor spoke up and grimaced at Roland childishly.

  The Nether God continued, “For what she did, I even hung her soul on the Wall of Sighs.”


  Those who were hung on the Wall of Sighs were all faithless.

  It was true that having no faith was itself the greatest crime in this world.

  The real purpose of the Wall of Sighs was to eliminate the sins of the soul.

  It was simply inevitable that the faithless occupied the wall.

  “So, Roland, can you let go of her? I assure you that she will never kill anyone or drink human blood. She’ll only drink the blood of animals.”


  Nia was quite shocked.

  As an angel, she naturally knew the Nether God.

  In the past, the Nether God occasionally visited the Paradise of Life, and the two goddesses were quite close. So, Nia knew very well that the Nether God was actually not very emotional.

  Also, she was very stubborn and would never compromise. Even the Life Goddess could never correct her “mistakes.”


  If someone pointed out her mistakes, she would be upset but wouldn’t change at all.

  However, Nia felt that the Nether God now spoke with a completely different tone compared to back then.

  There was no telling if it was her imagination, but she felt that the Nether God sounded as if she were compromising.

  Roland thought for a moment and shook his head. “Nether God, even if I don’t kill her right now, I’ll find a chance to kill her later, unless you hide her in the Netherworld forever.”


  He sounded calm and casual.

  However, such a tone only made his words even more powerful.

  The Nether God blinked.