Night Ranger - Full Series - 735 Chapters

by Dark Blue Coconut Milk

  “I met a bit of trouble here, I need you and Puppy’s help.”

  The Jade Banshee’s voice gained a tone of delight as she said, “Yes. I’ll rush over immediately!”

  The two didn’t say anything afterwards, and the Lich’s head quickly darkened, landing in the Banshee’s embrace.

  She glanced at the statue, but remained silent and quickly left.

  …

  ‘Half an hour? Barrier? Luna?’

  Marvin looked at the silhouette of the Jade Banshee leaving as suspicions filled his heart.

  It wasn’t strange for a Lich to appear, but what was he trying to do?

  Luna was the nickname of Miss Silvermoon, so it looked like the relationship between the two was pretty good.

  Could this statue truly be Miss Silvermoon’s Divine Body?

  Marvin took advantage of the Jade Banshee’s departure to move forward a bit in order to examine the statue more closely.

  But he hadn’t expected that as he drew closer, the statue’s finger would lightly shake!

  Chapter 515: Whisperer

  Chapter 515: Whisperer

  Translator: Translation Nation Editor: Translation Nation

  This strange situation startled Marvin!

  The body of a Goddess who had fallen for who knows how many years… moved?

  He couldn’t help rubbing his eyes.

  When he glanced at the statue once again, the latter was unmoving.

  Marvin felt like it had been an illusion.

  ‘Did I really see wrong?’

  He walked around the statue twice, watching very suspiciously, but no matter how he checked it, that statue remained motionless.

  Her hands were emitting a faint light, like a star in the sky.

  Marvin felt a strange feeling crawl up his spine.

  He kept feeling something was wrong.

  Could the Lich have done something to Miss Silvermoon’s Divine Body?

  With regards to magic, although Marvin was considered to have extensive knowledge, he wasn’t a Wizard himself, so what he knew was limited.

  At his level, he still couldn’t see through the Lich’s motives.

  From the discussion between the Jade Banshee and the Lich, Marvin knew that a Barrier would be set up soon.

  He didn’t want to needlessly start trouble here, so he decided to leave before it activated.

  He took advantage of the remaining time to look around the dungeon.

  Marvin was especially careful with the Dungeon Core.

  He found that this Dungeon Core was in a kind of slumber. It was surrounded by a sealing array. Marvin didn’t understand the array so he didn’t dare to rashly meddle with it.

  But the good news was that this Dungeon Core might still be usable.

  If that was the case, then it was an invaluable treasure. If he could get his hands on it, it wouldn’t be inferior to the Sanctuary’s foundations.

  After a close examination, Marvin discovered that the Dungeon Core’s heartbeats were quieter due to the sealing array.

  In theory, the energy contained within the Dungeon Core was a lot stronger than what was apparent on the surface!

  If an opportunity came up, he would find a way to get this Dungeon Core.

  ‘It seems as if the Lich doesn’t care about the Dungeon Core. Otherwise, he would have already taken it,’ Marvin observed.

  There were clearly more important things in the Regis Ruins, and the Lich apparently only cared about Miss Silvermoon’s body and neglected the Dungeon Core.

  Otherwise, with the Lich’s knowledge, undoing that seal wouldn’t be an issue.

  Time was almost up, Marvin used Stealth and safely left the Regis Ruins.

  He followed the dark tunnel back and emerged from the bushes, and went through the black forest to return to the Torch Path. Everything seemed fine.

  Marvin didn’t come across the Jade Banshee on his way back.

  But from her conversation with the Lich, she had been called over to help him. With the Lich’s great strength, for him to still need a helper, who knew what that guy was planning?

  Could this be related to Cold Light’s Grasps?

  It seemed like he could only go to Holy Light City to ask for information to confirm his conjectures.

  Marvin didn’t tarry any longer. After going back to the Torch Path, he used the Greyhawk Staff to summon a steed and then rode away.

  An hour later, he wasn’t far from Holy Light City.

  Marvin dismounted and used Disguise, intending to sneak into the city.

  Holy Light City’s guards were very strict. Non-Humans and people embroiled in conflicts with the God Realms couldn’t enter.

  Fortunately, Marvin had the pass from Eisengel and the guard who checked didn’t make things awkward for him, simply letting him go in.

  Marvin felt uncomfortable after entering Holy Light City.

  There was an oppressing feeling.

  The Gods’ emblems flashed past Marvin’s eyes.

  Naturally, everyone wearing a God’s emblem was a follower at the Legend rank. These people normally had higher status than ordinary believers. They were qualified to wear higher church emblems and obtain more favors from the Gods.

  Holy Light City was a city with many Gods’ forces.

  On the surface, mankind’s powerhouses also had their own influence, managing to share the limelight with the God Realms thanks to the presence of some powerful organizations, but the pressure from the Gods was still very huge.

  Marvin casually strolled around and found out that the shrines’ forces already controlled two-thirds of Holy Light City.

  All kinds of Divine Power Attributes were spreading around, as there seemed to be some kind of competition between shrines.

  Marvin’s Shapeshift Sorcerer bloodline seemed to be suppressed, making him feel uncomfortable. It would be difficult to use his Shapeshift Sorcerer shapes in this place. If Devils or Demons wanted to come in, they would greatly suffer from the pressure.

  ‘I wonder if Griffin was successful.’

  As he passed by a shrine’s entrance, he had to endure the solemn guardians’ serious stares that raked over all those who went by.

  This made Marvin particularly uncomfortable.

  He soon left the shrine behind and prepared to leave for the human residential area to look for information.

  …

  Mankind lived in the northeast corner of Holy Light City.

  Compared to other areas, it looked more like a regular Human town.

  There was a tavern, an inn, a weapon shop, a downtown area, multiple blocks, and long-term residential areas.

  Regardless of where one was, taverns were always the go-to for quick information gathering.

  Marvin observed the flow rate of patrons at a few taverns before ultimately choosing to go into a tavern called [Whisperer].

  The tavern was extremely noisy. Marvin casually looked for a corner and called for a cup of alcohol before calmly sitting down.

  Holy Light City truly had too many Legends.

  Those who frequented this place were all Legends. A Legend’s strength in a frightening place like the Crimson Wasteland was like nothing more than a common adventurer’s, no big deal.

  Adventurers needed to sustain themselves and fight to improve their strength.

  But unlike common adventurers, these guys didn’t care about their livelihoods. They came here to fulfill their great ambitions and to reach higher realms.

  This desire and ambition became the biggest motivation for mankind to progress. And it was also a source of destruction for mankind.

  Marvin lingered in the tavern all afternoon, and at nightfall, a barman suddenly walked over.

  “Need help?”

  The barman was a boy with a pair of pretty eyes and was smiling cheerfully.

  “I didn’t call for any services.” Marvin twirled his cup, which was half-empty.

  The barman smiled, responding, “That is true, but I thi
nk you might need my services.”

  “You sat here alone for a very long time, yet you didn’t look around, which means that you weren’t waiting for someone.”

  “Your expression is peaceful, so you’re not the kind of person who needs alcohol to relieve his boredom. Then there should only be one reason for you to come to Whisperer.”

  “Don’t you want to ask for something?” he inquired while wearing a proud smile.

  “Bang!” Marvin smacked his cup on the table, a pondering smirk on his face.

  Chapter 516: Half-God’s Trail

  Chapter 516: Half-God’s Trail

  Translator: Translation Nation Editor: Translation Nation

  “Sorry. I am just drinking by myself.”

  Marvin smiled and ignored the young barman’s awkward expression before turning to leave.

  Marvin’s face became solemn as he left Whisperer.

  He could feel that someone was following him.

  Although it wasn’t clear which force the pursuer was from, they definitely didn’t have good intentions.

  This was Holy Light City, the Gods’ territory!

  Marvin had offended many people in the God Realms.

  Marvin felt something wrong when the barman approached. That young man was way too enthusiastic.

  If he had asked him for information, he would have exposed his intentions and possibly received false information.

  ‘Want to track me?’

  Marvin sneered and entered a dark alley before using Stealth.

  He reached downtown after crossing the alley and quietly sent a few Paper Clones in different directions inside the crowd, thus getting rid of the pursuer.

  In spite of this, he couldn’t figure out who was playing tricks behind him.

  The one tracking him was very meticulous. Whoever it was, they didn’t expose themselves.

  ‘Have I been watched ever since I entered the city?’

  Marvin remembered that there had been no change in expression when the guard glanced at him when checking his pass.

  He kept thinking back, but didn’t discover any mistakes that he had made.

  Therefore, it was most likely that a Divination spell was being used to track him!

  Because he was in Holy Light City, if a Divine Servant or a follower of similar level used Divine Power to conduct a Divination, it would be very accurate.

  Thus, although Marvin temporarily managed to lose his pursuers, they would inevitably be able to find him again.

  He had to stay on the move.

  Marvin used Disguise to change his appearance again and entered another tavern.

  He was straightforward this time. After making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he found a shrewd-looking Dwarf.

  “If you are looking for information, then you came to the right person.”

  “There is nothing I don’t know about in Holy Light City, but the price…”

  The greedy Dwarf pushed up his glasses and rubbed his fingers together.

  Marvin wordlessly pushed two Blood Essence Stones over.

  The Dwarf unhesitantly accepted them and boasted shamelessly, “You can ask your questions now.”

  The meaning was that the two Blood Essence Stones were only enough to start the conversation. The true information would require additional fees.

  But Marvin was rather well-off at the moment. He still had many Blood Essence Stones that he had gotten from plundering the Demonic Altar.

  He would rather get it done fast since he was so close to his goal.

  “I’m looking for a Half-God. His name is Minsk, and he is the child of the Ancient Nature God,” Marvin quickly said.

  “Minsk?” The Dwarf frowned. “It’s been so many years, yet someone is still looking for Minsk? Who are you to him?”

  Marvin remarked with coldness and indifference, “I only need to pay for the information. I don’t need to satisfy your curiosity.”

  The Dwarf chuckled and agreed, “As you say. You want information about Minsk? 30 Blood Essence Stones.”

  Marvin paid without any objection.

  After receiving the money, the Dwarf calmly said, “Youth, you are late.”

  “In my opinion, Minsk is most likely dead.”

  Marvin’s eyes widened.

  …

  Five minutes later, Marvin left the tavern.

  As for that Dwarf, he looked at Marvin’s back as it disappeared behind the entrance and then quickly called a barman over.

  “Notify the two sirs of the Dream Shrine. The person they are looking for has appeared.”

  “By the way, that person seems to be looking for Minsk. I’ll consider that information a gift, don’t ask for a reward from them.”

  The barman nodded and curiously asked, “The story you told him concerning Half-God Minsk, was it true?”

  The Dwarf glared at him. “Naturally. I sell information. Reputation is very important. These are two completely different matters. The Dream Shrine’s people can’t pay me to tell lies. And that boy paid generously, I like this kind of customer.”

  “Oh, such a straightforward customer is about to be killed by the Dream Shrine’s people, what a pity.”

  …

  In a corner of Holy Light City, Marvin disguised himself as a middle-aged man and was silently gnawing on some bread.

  He was thinking while walking.

  ‘Minsk actually went to the rumored [Wilderness Hall]… What kind of situation is that?’

  ‘That Dwarf shouldn’t be lying. When Minsk sent a letter to the Migratory Bird Council, he had yet to enter the Wilderness Hall. He then went in, and no news of him appeared ever since.’

  ‘The Wilderness Hall is rumored to be a like a tomb for Legends. No one ever comes out alive, even Half-Gods. This bodes ill.’

  ‘Moreover, the Wilderness Hall isn’t always there. It is said to be in the wilderness east of Holy Light City, but can’t be seen most of the time. It would rarely appear in front of people.’

  ‘But apparently, a lot of people claimed to have seen the Wilderness Hall in recent days.’

  ‘Isn’t this too coincidental?’

  Marvin frowned.

  His gaming experience didn’t help him much when it came to the Wilderness Hall.

  The Crimson Wasteland was already a place that hadn’t been released in the game, so Marvin could only keep moving forward.

  Based on the information he got from the Dwarf, the Wilderness Hall was said to be a terrifying temple established by an Ancient Evil God for his resurrection.

  He claimed that the Wilderness Hall contained countless Artifacts and powerful spells, but no one came back alive after entering.

  A typical example was the Half-God Minsk who had lost his fame.

  As the Ancient Nature God went into a slumber, the other Gods lost respect for Minsk.

  Like Miss Silvermoon, although Minsk’s strength couldn’t reach the peak of the Universe, no one would dare to make a move against him.

  But because of the special circumstances, he chose to enter the Wilderness Hall, and like all the others, didn’t return.

  If that had been the whole matter, Marvin would have just returned to report it.

  But coincidentally, the Wilderness Hall, which had remained hidden for hundreds of years, appeared once more.

  Holy Light City’s eastern suburbs weren’t peaceful. Many passers-by had seen the traces of the Wilderness Hall.

  Someone even claimed that the [Cold Light’s Grasps] were in the Wilderness Hall.

  It had been unclear whether the death of Miss Silvermoon at that time was related to the Wilderness Hall.

  That strange place made Marvin recall the Dead Area Continent’s [Secret Garden].

  Who knew whether the Wilderness Hall was a trap or not?

  Cold Light’s Grasps might also be bait, like the Magic Medicine King Eric had been.

  The true mastermind was behind the trap and would devour everyone that walked in!

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nbsp; …

  ‘There is no need to take such a big risk because of the Migratory Bird Council’s mission.’

  Marvin thought for a long time before finally coming to that conclusion.

  The withering of the World Tree wasn’t something that he alone could settle. Moreover, Endless Ocean also went to the Green Sea Paradise to look for another trail. His side failing didn’t mean that there was no hope.

  Having had these thoughts, Marvin was preparing to leave Holy Light City for the moment.

  But that feeling of being observed once again appeared in his mind!

  Chapter 517: Pursuit!

  Chapter 517: Pursuit!

  Translator: Translation Nation Editor: Translation Nation

  ‘Who is it?’

  Marvin immediately closed his eyes and used Earth Perception.

  Every movement was captured in his mind, including the grass moving in the wind.

  Not far away, two black-clothed men were watching him coldly.

  Marvin could feel the killing intent they were barely concealing!

  The Dream Shrine’s people!

  Marvin abruptly opened his eyes.

  He noticed that the emblems the two had were those of high ranked Guardians.

  ‘Even though Holy Light City is one of the Gods’ bases of operations in the Crimson Wasteland, there shouldn’t be Guardians of such high rank here.’

  Marvin felt a chill. ‘If I’m not wrong, that emblem should belong to the highest Dream Guardians…’

  ‘As long as they had enough contributions, they could be promoted to Divine Servants.’

  Marvin knew that the distinction between a Divine Servant and a Divine Guardian didn’t represent the gap between their strength. It was more of a matter of honor and being treasured.

  Some Divine Guardians were even stronger than Divine Servants.

  The reason these Divine Guardians weren’t promoted was due to the Divine Servants’ spots being already filled, or the Guardians not having enough contributions yet.

  The Dream Shrine had countless competent people. And although the Dream God wasn’t as powerful as the three Great Gods, his unique domain was still rather intimidating.

  It was generally believed that the Dream God had the ability to control people’s dreams.

  He could kill people in their dreams, and it was said that he had even killed a God in this way!