Chapter 1 The Klasu Town

Nie Yan rode the Darkwing Dragon towards the north, and after more than ten minutes, a small town appeared in his field of vision below.

Klasu Town.

It was more like a large manor than a small town. The periphery was surrounded by wooden fences, behind which were arranged medium-sized defensive wooden crossbows, densely packed, with considerable defenses.

Large monster lords often attacked the town, so the folk customs here were sturdy. The NPCs here were at least elite level 90 or higher, and there was also a town chief who was a level 100 lord.

This was also the reason why Nie Yan chose Klasu Town.

Few towns below level 100 had such strong defenses, and towns above level 100 might be avoided by the Ghost Princess Ai Na out of fear.

Nie Yan had the Darkwing Dragon land outside Klasu Town, put the Darkwing Dragon away, and then walked towards Klasu Town.

Putting on a black cloak, he entered from the town gate. The center of the town was a street, with shops on both sides. They were all the most basic shops, pharmacies, weapon shops, etc., and there seemed to be no one there. Occasionally, one or two players walked on the main street, and their levels were at least above level 70. The maps near Klasu Town refreshed with higher-level monsters, and players generally only came here when they received some quests. They were explorers of the new maps.

Nie Yan walked on the street and observed the NPCs here.

He didn't know how long it would be before Ghost Princess Ai Na came here. Before Ghost Princess Ai Na arrived, Nie Yan had to continue waiting. At this time, he didn't know what to do.

Following the main street towards the distance, he walked to the center of Klasu Town. A towering church-style building standing next to the street attracted his attention.

The building was made of white stone. Compared with the sacred halls in places like Carol City, this building was not magnificent, but it was also the most magnificent building in the town.

He had been here in his previous life, and there was nothing inside except some tables and chairs.

Go in and wait, Nie Yan thought, and walked in. Inside was a hall with more than a dozen tables and chairs, and no NPCs, which seemed empty. In the center of the church hall was a statue of the Virgin Mary. Perhaps it had been too long and no one had cleaned it. The statue was a little damaged and covered with dust.

Anyway, there was nothing to do. Nie Yan sat down on a chair and waited patiently. He couldn't leave until Ghost Princess Ai Na came to this town.

Nie Yan understood that his arrival might bring some disasters to this town. He hoped that the NPCs here could successfully kill Ghost Princess Ai Na.

He didn't know how long it had been, at least twenty minutes, when an old man in his twilight years walked into the church with a cane, step by step. He glanced at Nie Yan and ignored him, walked to the front of the church hall, holding an ancient holy book in his hand.

The old man was already very old. The skin on his face was covered with wrinkles like old tree bark, and his hair was all a dull gray-white. He trembled when he walked, and a gust of wind could knock him down.

Seeing this suddenly appearing NPC old man, Nie Yan showed a blank expression. In his previous life, he had been to Klasu Town no less than hundreds of times. He wandered around the town before forming a team, and came to this church to wait bored. He had been back and forth to this church at least dozens of times, but he had never encountered this old man. He had no idea where this NPC came from. Thinking about it, he had never encountered this old man.

Nie Yan keenly felt that this old man was definitely not simple. He wondered if he could get something out of him.

Nie Yan cast a Super Appraisal on the old man.

The Aged Cranston: Dragon Slayer, level 180 Elite.

Cranston's title and level startled Nie Yan. He was such a strong guy. He never thought that an old man in his twilight years would have such an awesome title.

Nie Yan looked at Cranston's health, which was only a few hundred thousand.

Cranston's combat power didn't match his title and level at all. Nie Yan understood that the Cranston in front of him made him understand what it meant to be a hero in his twilight years. In Faith, unless there were powerful existences like Karls who could be so perverted as to resist the passage of time, everyone else would slowly age with time, like the Cranston in front of him.

These once incomparably powerful heroes will eventually turn into a handful of loess.

"Respected Mr. Cranston, hello." Nie Yan bowed and said respectfully. He was a level 180 elite, wondering if he would issue any quests.

Cranston glanced at Nie Yan, ignored him, and continued to look down at the holy book in his hand.

Nie Yan stood there a little awkwardly. It was the first time he had encountered such an awesome NPC who ignored him and directly ignored him.

The more this happened, the more stubborn Nie Yan became. He didn't believe he couldn't pry open your mouth. He stood next to Cranston and heard Cranston muttering something, and listened carefully.

Cranston uttered a series of syllables, which were the words on the holy book.

"Treat everyone with love and kindness, like the spring of the Holy Spirit in Mount Korenss, nourish every tree and never dry up..." Cranston's voice was low and powerful. It was spoken in ancient common language and was full of a strange rhythm, which made people feel peaceful after hearing it.

Nie Yan could understand ancient common language. These wonderful sentences made his heart slowly settle down.

He discovered for the first time that the holy book of the Sacred Hall was full of rhythm and meaning, which made people linger and savor it.

Listening and listening, Nie Yan was a little fascinated, so he stopped disturbing Cranston and listened quietly. The holy book told a series of distant stories.

Time passed little by little, and listening to Cranston reading the holy book purified his mind.

Anyway, he had to continue waiting next, and Nie Yan had nothing to do, and there was nothing urgent to do, so it didn't hurt to listen.

After about twenty minutes, Cranston finally turned the holy book to the last page, and after reading the last syllable, he slowly put the holy book away, looked at Nie Yan next to him, and his cloudy eyes finally focused on Nie Yan, and asked: "Passing adventurer, what do you need?"

Hearing Cranston's question, Nie Yan was stunned for a moment before he reacted. Damn, it turned out that Cranston was just a seller! The reason why Cranston didn't pay attention to Nie Yan just now was because his eyes were bad. Only now did he see Nie Yan clearly!