Chapter 69 The special effects are so damn realistic they make people look like dead.
Just as Elro was feeling down, a group of well-dressed nobles at the table in front of him were discussing something in hushed tones.
Following their gaze, one could see that processions of holy armor priests were passing through the streets at some unknown time.
The white and gold cloaks were particularly eye-catching, and they meticulously searched their surroundings, leaving no corner unchecked.
"What's going on lately? What are these people from the Vatican on guard against?" A blue-haired nobleman took a sip of his drink and turned his head to the side.
"There's a rumor that Magellan's convoy actually had two more swan eggs, but it's unclear who got them."
Another black-haired nobleman was enjoying his meal, gossiping as he ate.
After pouring himself a full glass of wine, the blue-haired nobleman asked curiously, "It's not for the swan eggs, is it?"
"What else could it be for?" The chewing motion suddenly stopped, and the black-haired nobleman snatched the glass of wine.
"..."
The blue-haired nobleman narrowed his eyes, resting his chin on his hand as he pondered: "Those diamond adventurers have been acting strangely lately, always deliberately covering their faces."
After downing the glass of wine in one gulp, the black-haired nobleman wiped his mouth with a tissue: "The Vatican doesn't really care about these guys. Aren't they secretly investigating those mummies?"
"That's the key point..." With a sigh, the blue-haired nobleman's confusion deepened.
"No matter how high the reward is, no one is willing to take on the task of investigating these mummies."
"It's clearly just an A-level mission, yet it's priced at a sky-high 500,000. I have a feeling this world is about to descend into chaos..." His tone was full of melancholy, and an ominous premonition had kept him from sleeping soundly for a long time.
"500,000 for investigating a blood-sucking monster? Even I, a viscount, couldn't afford that much." The black-haired nobleman's pupils contracted, as if he had never seen anything like it before.
The blue-haired nobleman rubbed against the table, his gaze indifferent: "We lesser nobles shouldn't even think about it. We can't learn magic anyway, and we won't starve."
"Where did you get all this gossip from?" The black-haired nobleman asked, stroking his chin with curiosity.
His gaze drifted out the window to the distant skyscrapers, and Qingfa pointed with his finger: "Those adventurer supernovas show off in that restaurant every day. I'm right downstairs, so of course I can hear them clearly."
The black-haired nobleman's eyes widened in surprise, as if he had just realized something. He clicked his tongue and asked:
"Supernovas? A group of people who chose to abandon their adventurer status and become pirates for the sake of that great treasure of the Pirate King—"
"Sigh, shh..." The blue-haired nobleman quickly blocked his lips with his fingertips, interrupting what he was about to say.
She glared at him fiercely, his gaze immediately turning cold: "Don't say things like that carelessly, it wouldn't be good if someone heard you..."
Upon hearing the words "One Piece," a large number of viewers flocked to Lao Chen's live stream, flooding the chat with questions about what he was hiding.
At this moment, Old Chen, sitting in front of the computer, kept yawning out of boredom, even though he had been dead in the game for over 50 years.
But after that, he didn't rush to quit. Instead, he spent time in other people's live streams. After receiving maintenance, he was also kicked off.
"Who knows what I'm hiding? I don't know." He spread his hands with a helpless expression, while leisurely stirring the instant noodles he had just made.
...
"What kind of shady stuff is our Pirate King hiding?!"
"I really want to know! Please! I'll buy you a sports car!"
"A petition with ten thousand signatures! We demand that the Pirate King reveal the contents of the One Piece."
...
Seeing the audience's interest growing, he slurped up a few mouthfuls of noodles and was about to politely decline when he stopped midway through his sentence.
On the screen, viewers started sending gifts, leaving Lao Chen completely bewildered.
"Well, anyway, the Dead Sea Scrolls Shanks obtained are just the tip of the iceberg. They plundered far more than that when they did it back then..."
Without revealing too much information, he continued slurping his noodles and then offered no further response.
"By the way, I heard this game got an anime adaptation, I'll go check it out." He was just about to start drinking his hot soup when he glanced at the comments and suddenly became excited.
Stroking his beard, Old Chen suddenly became excited: "Come on, such a momentous event as the beginning of a new era should include my presence in the story."
Now, back to Rorschach's perspective, the two men's conversation grew increasingly quiet until it ended completely.
"Pfft, hahaha..."
Dongfang Qing couldn't help but laugh. He patted Elro on the back, causing the boy who was eating to choke.
"What...what are you laughing at..." Elro patted his chest suddenly and looked at Him in confusion.
With his legs crossed, Dongfang Qing leaned back in his chair, leisurely rocking the back of the chair: "I was thinking, why don't you go out to sea and become a pirate? Isn't robbery a quick way to make money?"
"No, I can't do that. Power shouldn't be used like that." He shook his head decisively, his gaze resolute.
Dongfang Qing rested his head on his hands, raised an eyebrow, and teased, "Oh dear, what a spoilsport. With your talent, you could at least become a supernova."
He lowered his face silently and continued eating the rather meager meal. "Stop making fun of me."
The porcelain spoon clattered against the earthenware plate, and just as Airo put the last bite of stew into his mouth, the wall on the left suddenly exploded.
The swaying chair legs of Dongfang Qing suddenly stopped, and in the instant his pupils contracted, ash and gravel flew everywhere.
A charred hole suddenly appeared in the wall of the restaurant facing the street, and the wind blew up dust from the street.
A corpse flew in from outside along with a large amount of rubble, scattering breadcrumbs all over the table.
"Who goes there?!"
Elro instinctively stepped in front of Dongfang Qing, only to see two blood-soaked mages exchanging blows in the middle of the street.
[Holy crap, what special effects! The details are so realistic, it looks just like the real thing!]
[This looks like someone really died! Everyone's expression is different, damn it!]
[So bloody... Won't it be banned?]
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The viewers in the live stream, just like the barrage of comments, were all amazed by the incredibly detailed facial expressions of the participants.
At this moment, on the street, the magician on the left stared wide-eyed like a copper bell, swinging his staff wildly as if he were a madman.
The bricks and stones of the street and the surrounding stalls were sucked into the gullies in the ground along with the blue flames.
"This beast actually dared to lay a hand on his own daughter! A six-year-old girl!"
His eyes were bloodshot, and he attacked while cursing, as if he was about to lose his mind.
The gray-haired man on the right flicked his wand, and swarms of icicles quickly froze the entire street.
"bump!"
However, the flames that surged from the ground gullies collided with the walls, and the surrounding houses crumbled along with the ice, causing the entire street to collapse.
"He's...he's a member of the aristocracy who's allied with that ultimate beast in the north