女人张开腿让男人桶的爽

Upon hearing that Song Jian had eliminated the Abyssal Demon, Cecilia, albeit somewhat incredulous, felt relieved and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Song Jian noted that two conflicting forces vied within Cecilia. One was the familiar Abyssal Power, while the other seemed to be filled with light and vitality – the Dawn Divine Power.

Despite being rootless and sourceless, the Abyssal Power was resilient and continued to erode Cecilia’s body bit by bit. Meanwhile, the Dawn Divine Power was resisting, eradicating the Abyssal Power in small increments. Although Cecilia was in a deep sleep, she occasionally let out soft hums and furrowed her brow in discomfort.

As much as Song Jian wanted to help, he found himself powerless to do so. He was not a follower of the Goddess of Dawn and therefore couldn’t provide aid to her priest, Cecilia.

“Master, please permit me to lend her a helping hand!” implored one of the Dawn Warriors, Yadan, as he knelt on the ground.

“Can you help her?” Song Jian inquired, taken aback. One was a warrior and the other a priest; both served the Goddess of Dawn, yet followed different paths.

“Yes, I can pray to the Goddess of Dawn on her behalf, helping her recuperate faster,” declared Dawn Warrior Yadan.

“In that case, stay by her side and make sure she is tended to. If anything is needed, just give orders to the servants outside,” Song Jian suggested.

“As you wish, Master!”

Once Yadan finished speaking, he knelt by Cecilia’s bedside, began praying devoutly to the Goddess of Dawn. After a while, countless minute, semi-transparent, silvery light spots appeared around Yadan.

Cecilia, wrapped in these light spots, gradually relaxed her furrowed brow and started to breathe more smoothly. Occasionally, some of these semi-transparent, silvery light spots would enter her body, assisting her in combating the Abyssal Power within her.

With Cecilia’s condition stabilized, Song Jian nodded in approval and left Manor Castle.

Just then, Song Jian felt something trembling slightly in his inventory. Upon opening it, he discovered it was the black token he had obtained in the Imperial Dragon Demon Palace.

At that moment, the token was constantly vibrating, its surface radiating an eye-catching glow that flickered, as though it were trying to remind Song Jian of something.

Song Jian pulled out the token and held it in his hand. Immediately, several lines of system prompts appeared in front of him:

System: The 137th Unique Profession Inheritance Test is about to begin. Anyone who possesses an exam token is eligible to participate.

System: Player’s combat power detected to be below the first rank. Conditions are met to participate in the test. Would you like to participate in this inheritance test?

System: This test triggers once every three months of game time. You have three chances to reject participation. You must participate on the fourth occurrence, else your exam token will be confiscated.

Before Song Jian’s eyes, two options appeared: “Participate” and “Do Not Participate”.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Jian chose “Do Not Participate”.

Although he was one of the higher level and stronger players, the exam wasn’t exclusive to players. Many NPCs would participate as well.

“I should at least wait till I reach level thirty before taking the exam,” Song Jian thought to himself. “Otherwise, if I did not pass, I would’ve wasted an opportunity.”

Many players hadn’t even come into contact with the ten unique professions. However, Song Jian had an opportunity to rise through the ranks in one step. He needed to seize it.

Having learnt many Sword Immortal skills, Song Jian aimed to become a Sword Immortal, one of the ten unique professions.

After Song Jian refused to participate this time, the black token in his hand gradually calmed down. The radiant glow quickly faded, and it returned to its original state.

Song Jian stowed the token in his inventory and continued his journey outward.

He had three chances to refuse the exam, one of which he had already used. This meant that in at most six months of game time, he would have to sit for the exam, otherwise, the exam token would disappear.

“I have three months to get to level thirty. This is going to be pressure,” Song Jian thought to himself.

The higher the level, the slower the rate of advancement. Countless NPCs spent years, even decades, struggling to reach level thirty. In this aspect, the system gave players an advantage in leveling up.

Meanwhile, in Doomsday City’s Level 15 monster zone, Wang Qi and his companions entered a police station filled with variant zombies dressed in police uniforms.

The monsters here boasted high attack power and could even use firearms. Some even wore bulletproof vests. Wang Qi and his companions had a hard time advancing within the police station.

Despite the challenges, the items dropped by the monsters here were top-notch. Level 15 blue-quality Kevlar Bulletproof Vests, handguns and submachine guns excited Wang Qi and his companions.+

Weapons were becoming less of a threat to increasingly powerful monsters. As a result, many players were developing their ability to use melee weapons post-level ten.

However, firearms naturally held an advantage over melee weapons. Even if the equipment wasn’t used personally, it could fetch quite a sum of Doomsday Coins at an auction house.

“This place isn’t too bad. The drop rate is pretty high, even common monsters can drop blue-quality equipment. If only we had discovered this place sooner…” said an enthusiastic warrior while holding his newly won Level 15 blue quality riot shield.

“The drop rate is high, but the monsters are also stronger than the ones elsewhere. We’re using up too many resources. 1 am almost out of mental strength recovery potions…” a male priest complained with a furrowed brow.

The team had only him as a healer, so the pressure to heal and recover was intense. His stock of more than ten low-level healing potions was nearly depleted.

“Zhou Qing, don’t be stingy. You’re the only priest in the team. If Priest equipment is dropped, it’ll definitely be yours,” a rogue player comforted him.

“Humph, there hasn’t been a single piece of Priest equipment dropped so far. Everything that’s been dropped is yours…” Zhou Qing mumbled with a grin.

It was strange. Since stepping into the police station, despite more than ten items being dropped, not a single one was Priest equipment. One couldn’t be sure if the team was unlucky, or if it was just Zhou Qing who was unlucky.

Soon, the group reached an area where prisoners were held. When they pushed open the door, they saw a long corridor lined with cells on both sides. At the end of the corridor, a light-blue portal was visible.

“A dungeon! There’s actually a dungeon here!” Upon seeing the dungeon, Wang Qi was instantly excited. This was a dungeon discovered in the wild, a detail that was previously unknown. Being the first to explore an unknown dungeon was a dream come true for every player and team.