Long Live the King
Chapter 412

I Need a Mask

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"Haha, hehe, not bad, really not bad, this is a pleasant surprise. The reward for this mission is quite satisfactory." Sun Fei put on the new helmet, feeling that it was extremely light and comfortable.

" Alexander, I need a mask too."

Elena, who was used to remaining silent on the sidelines, suddenly parted her red lips and spoke in a clear, crisp voice.

"Huh? You need a mask? Why?" This was the first time Elena had made a request to Sun Fei, but it surprised Sun Fei: "Why would you suddenly want a mask?"

"I only want you to see my face," Elena said crisply. Her answer was extremely Jian Jie, just like her—simple, straightforward, unadorned, and full of spirit.

Sun Fei was stunned.

I really didn't expect that to be the reason.

However, upon closer reflection, Sun Fei realized that he had indeed overlooked this point.

Since Elena can be called the " Flower of the Rogue," she must be exceptionally beautiful. Moreover, having grown up in the Diablo World and fought against demons from Hell for many years, she possesses a heroic spirit that most women do not have, making her Valkyrie.

Such a woman is Goddess -like figure, one in a million on the Azeroth Continent, so it's no surprise that she attracts attention.

During the Imperial Martial Combat Competition, Elena's unique, Valkyrie -like aura attracted countless admirers who became obsessed with her.

However, Elena grew up in a lonely, Diablo World, and only had contact with a limited number of people in the [ Rogue Encampment ]. She was not good at socializing and disliked being the center of attention. She was aloof and pure, like an ancient snow lotus on an iceberg, with unparalleled temperament, flawless white jade, and an ice Goddess. Accustomed to being indifferent, she was naturally not used to being the center of attention.

This matter has been causing the Valkyrie some distress.

Upon seeing the mask on Sun Fei's helmet, Elena had a sudden inspiration and thought of the same idea.

For His King, the sense of accomplishment he felt when Elena said, "I only want you to see my face," was indescribable. Pride, emotion, tenderness, and love—a myriad of complex emotions surged into Sun Fei's heart at that moment. He gently held Elena's cool little hand and smiled, "Alright, if you like, I'll grant you any request."

In the world of Diablo, mask-type equipment is rare, and most of it is grotesque and unsuitable for a woman like Elena to wear.

Sun Fei did have several masks crafted by the busty blacksmith Charsi from the Rogue Encampment using Demon Remains and Black Iron Essence. They were quite nice, but Sun Fei had designed them to conceal his other character roles; each mask was different, and neither their size nor shape were particularly suitable for women to wear...

"Hmm? This is..." Sun Fei suddenly found an unusually simple and ancient black mask in his storage ring.

This mask was far too simple, made entirely of an unknown black material, semi-oval in shape, with only three ventilation holes... Sun Fei finally remembered that this was the mysterious mask that dropped after the seven class characters completed the first act of the world map [ Rogue Encampment ] and defeated the final boss, Bloody Sister Andariel.

This mask has no attributes and no name is visible.

Unlike the equipment dropped by monsters and demons in the Diablo World, Sun Fei had never been able to figure out the purpose of this mask. He had speculated that it was the mask that Andariel, the Flower of the Rogue, wore to cover her ugly face after she was disfigured, before she became a demon of Hell. However, he had never been able to confirm this.

Is passing on the relics left by the previous generation of [ Flower of the Rogue ] to the current [ Flower of the Rogue ] a kind of inheritance?

" Elena, come and look at this mask..." As if possessed Sun Fei took out the extremely simple mask and handed it to Elena.

Elena's face showed curiosity. She didn't mind the simple appearance of the black mask at all; anything Sun Fei gave her seemed like the most precious gift in the world. She took it in her hand, looked at it, and then, without any hesitation, happily put it on.

"Huh? This mask is so strange, it gives me a feeling..."

Just as Elena was about to say something, something strange suddenly happened.

Sun Fei stared in disbelief as the black mask, once pressed against that stunning face, seemed to come alive, slowly wriggling. The magical black material softened continuously, transforming from its appearance of dry, black bark into a pool of inky liquid, flowing like mercury, clinging tightly to Elena's flawless white face without leaving a single gap.

Elena herself seemed completely unaware of this process of change.

Finally, the inky liquid began to solidify, and a brand-new mask that Sun Fei had never seen before appeared in his sight. This mask maintained its previous simple and unadorned nature, without too many patterns or decorations, but it fit Elena's face perfectly, as if it were a layer of black skin. Sun Fei even had the illusion that this mask was made for Elena.

"This mask feels like something I once lost has returned to my hands." Elena touched her face with her fair fingers, her expression somewhat dreamy, yet also filled with a hint of surprise. It seemed she was very satisfied with how the mask felt on her.

At this moment, Sun Fei finally saw a line of small print that Elena couldn't see.

That's the name of this mask.

[ The Blessing of the Flower of the Rogue ].

However, only the name is visible; the mask's attributes and other data remain unavailable.

"I think I can control this mask..." Elena said, as black flames suddenly flashed across her face, and the entire mask disappeared as if it had never existed.

Sun Fei was stunned, his mouth agape.

"Thank you, Alexander, I really like this mask."

As Elena spoke, she took the initiative to hug Sun Fei's neck, gently pressing her soft, moist red lips against Sun Fei cheek. Then, her large eyes blinked as she looked at Sun Fei, her expression filled with gratitude and love.

The next mission is called [ Betrayal of Harrogath ].

Elder Nihlathak of Harrogath has indeed betrayed us. He stole the Relic of the Ancients, sacred artifacts of the Barbarian race of Harrogath. This is bad news for the entire Diablo World, because if Nihlathak had surrendered to the demon Baal, Baal could have passed through Mount Arreat without having to challenge the three powerful Barbarian guardians.

Sun Fei and Elena's mission is to stop Nihlathak.

The task took the two of them about two hours. Along the way, Sun Fei and Elena showed off their new masks to each other with great interest. What made Sun Fei feel a little envious and jealous was that Elena's [ Blessing of the Flower of the Rogue ] could change shape at will, which was obviously much more versatile than Sun Fei's [ Sun Fei's Helm of Slaughter ].

The two traversed the Halls of Pain, the Halls of Anguish, and the Halls of Vaught, finally finding the elder who had betrayed his people at the Temple of Nihlathak.

The traitorous Barbarian elder, Nihlathak, knew the art of Corpse Explosion, but with Sun Fei's current strength, a single boss or monster could hardly pose a threat to him. After a fierce battle, the two quickly killed this traitor of the Barbarian race.

However, the two did not find the ancient artifact.

Sun Fei already knew this outcome; the sacred artifact had long been given to Baal by Nihlathak.

However, this did not prevent the mission from being completed.

Returning to Harrogath City via the Teleport, Sun Fei found the female alchemist Anya and completed the quest. Unfortunately, the reward for this level was rather lackluster—you could choose an item and have Anya inscribe your name on it.

Sun Fei put the reward aside for the time being, planning to claim it after he had decided which item to name.

At this point, Sun Fei's Barbarian character level had reached 90.

Level 90 means that Sun Fei can now be considered the number one person below the Moon Class expert. If Sun Fei is not mistaken, with the strength of his Barbarian character, he should already be able to challenge some Moon Class experts who are at the lower Crescent Moon Lower Stage First Level in the real world.

This was his biggest takeaway from the past five hours.

After completing all this, Sun Fei did not continue using his monster-killing skills. Instead, he returned to the [ Rogue Encampment ] with Elena. After Elena gave a brief account of the 34,000-strong [ Wolf Fang Legion ] army's movements, they traveled to the real world through Teleport.

When Sun Fei returned to the real world, it was dawn.

The darkest hour of the day.

Accustomed to falling asleep peacefully with his pure and innocent fiancée Angela only between dawn and Sun each day, Sun Fei sat in the cold main hall of the western city gate tower and found himself experiencing insomnia for the first time.

In fact, since transmigrating to the Azeroth Continent, Sun Fei has had very little real rest time each day, sleeping less than four hours a night. During the day, he is the King of Chambord City, and he needs to rack his brains to ensure that this small country can survive on the Bloody continent of the jungle law. At night, when everyone around him is asleep, Sun Fei has to enter the world of Diablo monsters, level up, and improve his personal strength.

Fortunately, after his strength increased significantly, he had the energy to sustain such an exhausting work schedule.

If it were Sun Fei from his previous life, he would have been comparable to Ethiopia refugee by now.

Before this, although he slept little each day, Sun Fei's sleep had always been very good. But today, when he closed his eyes, his mind was even more awake. He was clearly a little sleepy, but he just couldn't fall asleep.

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