Chapter 3 Multidimensional Races and Occupations
William Blackleaf thought about the future and dreamed about reaching the pinnacle in life…
Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind him.
He turned around and saw long, beautiful legs, a slender waist, and well-endowed breasts…
It was an extremely pretty and dignified pure-blooded female Elf.
It was easy to differentiate between pure-blooded and non-pure-blooded Elves, from their hair color and pupils.
Ever since the Gods continent blasted apart, it had been split into nine different continents. Now, he was at the Legendary continent. There were a few Elven tribes amongst the pure-blooded Elves in the Legendary continent; however, their hair colors were all the same. So was the color of their eyes and hair.
As for half-blooded Elves, they were a little awkward…
It was highly possible to have more than one color on their hair. It was possible for their irises to be heterochromia—one yellow and one green. This was one of the many reasons why the pure-blooded Elves didn't accept the half-blooded Elves.
After all, according to what the players said, the half-blooded Elves have pulled down the overall beauty of the pure-blooded Elves and this was something that could not be forgiven.
What was fortunate was that William's Legendary father's bloodline sucked, unable to overwhelm his mother's, resulting in him looking no different from the other pure-blooded Elves.
"Lord, I heard you've woken, so I came to visit you!" A soft, soulful voice trailed over. William acted humbly, "Sia, you don't have to call me lord. I'm fine; it's just that my head still hurts a little and I can't remember much anymore."
"It's good if my lord is fine. However, you should still drink this." The tall Sia spoke to him with a poker face, as she simply passed him a small jade-green bottle.
William took it, and the item's information appeared immediately. It took a lot of self-constraint to hide his excitement, as he said in confusion, "What is this?"
"Life potion. Ever since I found out you fainted after falling from the tree…" At this point, Sia couldn't help but take in a deep breath.
After all, no matter if they were full-blooded or half-blooded Elves, it was extremely humiliating to fall from a tree and he had been unconscious for many consecutive days…
However, she couldn't help but continue saying, "Ever since you fell, we got a mage to check on you. Your consciousness seems to have turned chaotic.
"Lautner rushed to Dark Night City and got the holy item from your mother. He has just returned, and even though you're awake now, you should still drink it. Don't waste it."
William hesitated a little before he nodded firmly. "Help me thank Lautner. I'll visit him personally."
"Alright, I'll take my leave. It has been quiet in the territory recently, so my lord, you can rest for a few more days!"
"Thank you!" William said as he stared at the Life Potion he was holding.
However…
The proud Sia had already turned and left, ignoring her half Elven Lord.
Supposedly, after he woke up, such rare holy items shouldn't be given to him. However, Sia had still given it to him. This at least meant that these people were loyal to him.
Even though she didn't outwardly respect him, she remained loyal to him.
William knew that these pure-blooded Elven guards had continued to accompany their stupid lord to his death in his previous life.
It's a leadership problem. I'll settle that later. This is not something that can be solved using my endowment and affinity! William Blackleaf sighed, raising his hand up to look at the small bottle.
Life Potion.
Level: Legendary
Amount: 10 Drops
Usage: 1 drop can immediately recover all negative Buffs. 2 drops can immediately recover all Health Points. 3 drops can make missing limbs regrow.
The more drops of Life potion were used the better its effects. There was even a certain chance of coming back to life, even though its limit was 10 drops.
Special effect: 1 drop of Life Potion can extend your life by 100 years.
Special effect: 1 drop of Life Potion can increase 5 points to all attributes. Max: 10 drops.
Special effect: 1 drop of Life Potion can increase Health Points by 100 points. Max: 10 drops.
Limitation: After using 10 drops, there will not be any more special effects.
It was a good item.
Without a doubt, this was a treasure that belonged to the Elves. It was even more precious than Legendary equipment.
The William back then probably used this to wake up! William Blackleaf suddenly furrowed his brows. However, I received so few of his memories. This idiot might have had his soul killed beforehand. If not, falling from the tree really isn't fitting for his half Elven status.
It was a common saying that newborn monkeys know how to climb trees and three-year-old Elves are able to catch birds.
Half-blooded Elvens are only a little weaker than pure-blooded ones. With our Agility levels, it would be impossible for us to fall from a tree. Did someone try to kill me?
He stood up immediately, his expression a little pale as he couldn't help but mutter, "Since William from the previous life almost died, he still managed to avoid the catastrophe ultimately and the assassinations seemed to stop. Thus, I won't be in too much danger for the time being. Now, the most important thing to do is to build up my strength. Strengthening myself quickly is imperative!"
As for who was killing him…
William couldn't figure out how that person had assassinated him. It was easy to talk about murdering and wiping out a soul, but it was extremely hard to do.
That person was at least an Intermediate, or it could have been personally done by an Advanced NPC…
The scope was too broad right now, so he couldn't determine exactly who it was. It may have been those mysterious and powerful warlocks and mages, or if other occupations had some special skills, they might have been able to do it too.
Who would kill him?
Why did that person kill him?
Were there any benefits from killing him?
Half-blooded Elvens, the Blackleaf Elves' Royal family or my father's enemies? William Blackleaf shook his head. The list of possibilities was still too long.
The Blackleaf Elves' Royal family might not have done this.
Firstly, this group of arrogant Elves rarely stooped to assassinations.
Secondly, if they had really wanted to kill him to ensure the purity of their Royal blood, they didn't have to wait until now. After all, he had grown up in the Dark Night City. There had been many chances for him to be in an 'accident'.
Thirdly, there was even less of a need for them to give him the 10 drops of Life Potion and give him the chance of coming back to life. Especially since his mother wasn't capable enough to own 10 drops of Life Potion herself. Since the World Tree was destroyed, Elven Royal family members only had a little Life Potion left. They would try their best to hoard it, so why would they give it to others so easily?
I don't know how much my mother, whose name I've forgotten, had sacrificed in order to get the Life Potion… William's head hurt a little.
Maybe this was the reason the Blackleaf Elves had never aided him even in all the multiparty free-for-all battles he had engaged in.
Perhaps the 10 drops of extremely precious Life Potion—something capable of bringing someone back to life—was his Mother's last present to him.
I'm thinking too much. The most important thing is that I take the chance to level up now. I'm a Lord, right? Then, according to a Lord's ways, apart from fighting monsters and doing missions, I can also level up by completing Lord missions? At this thought, William couldn't help but giggle.
Gods was a little different from other normal games.
It was okay for players to want to conquer an entire continent.
However…
The smaller nations in the Legendary continent were extremely complicated. Even if it were only the main missions each small dukedom had, normal players couldn't come into contact with them easily.
In the early-game, players were merely a cog in the machinery of the game's plot development and they could rarely make a huge difference. That was the reason they could only slowly gain experience in the periphery. They would definitely die from the power struggles!
Fortunately, there were some extremely lucky players that were able to work for the main characters of some versions. However, such players were extremely rare and it was still hard for them to make a significant difference.
If the players were given a dukedom to control, without years of development, they would be destroyed by the various lawless NPCs. The NPCs might even take all of their wealth too.
That was why some of the ambitious guilds, clubs, and professional players had their confidence pummeled. They had no choice but to follow the NPC factions to live. If they showed no inklings of an NPC faction, it wouldn't be a surprise if they were hacked to death during a trip out.
Wanting to develop the character alone was a tragedy. They should at least join a mercenary team led by an NPC, right?
If not, no matter how strong the player was, would they be willing to become the shield of other players?
Obviously, it was impossible.
NPCs were the real bigwigs…
Although players could level up without a limit, and could even have weird endowments, they still wouldn't be able to gain any augmentation of gaining bloodlines no matter what level they were. Their endowments were often weaker than the NPCs, which was also why the players couldn't be too arrogant even in the later parts of the game.
Besides, the NPCs' levels didn't change with the players' level-ups either. They had their individual levels, so their abilities grew as newer versions of the game were released.
As for how to ensure the players did not meet NPCs whose levels were too high…
That was naturally achieved by throwing them into the dukedom or fief.
Because the power and level followed this ranking: Empire, Kingdom, Grand Duchy, and Dukedom.
Border Lords like William belonged to the neutral camp. Some of such territories were large, and some were small.
Strong Lords could even hold a power that was equivalent to that of kingdoms, while the weaker ones were like border towns…
Human nations were part of the Light faction!
Were there people who chose Orcs?
The game didn't let players choose unique non-human characters, with the reason that it would influence the player's mind and could easily cause social unrest. That was because Orcs ate anything. They would eat happily even if they were eating sentient beings.
Someone had once used disguise skills to hide amongst the Orcs. In the end, he saw them eat live humans and exposed his identity due to his disgust. Before he could kill himself, several buff Orcs bit him several times. He died terribly and his gaming experience was extremely bad and he almost quit the game!
Anyways, for the players, the early parts of the game would be over quickly…
There were many races the players could choose from…
There were Humans, Elves, half-blooded Elves, the Seraphkin, Dwarfs, and Gnomes!
Humans, Elves, half-blooded Elves, and the Seraphkin were the most popular choices.
As for Dwarfs and Gnomes…
Geniuses who chose these two races basically ignored appearances and had extremely strong wills. They also had a good sense of scientific research and exploratory ambitions. They were the pillars of a nation, the role models of the players, and were so rare they were comparable to the number of Legendary equipment present.
After all, in Gods, every physical sensory resembled the ones in the real world. Few people were crazy…
For Gods, there were only a few races to choose from at the start. However, there were many various occupations.
Fighting Branch: Warrior, Knight, Ranger, Hunter, Assassin, Cannon Gunner and many more. This excluded those various hidden occupations.
Mage Branch: Warlock, Mage, Cleric, Sorcerer, Summoner, Druid and many more.
Every occupation had their small specializations, for example, warriors split off into the branches of Shield-Bearers, Bladers, Dual Sword Warriors, Witch Bladers and many more…
Every race also had a special occupation as well.
One example was the Temple Knights. It was exclusive to humans and a player would have to be part of the Temple of Light…
The Holy Angels were obviously something only for the Seraphkin.
However…
Although the Seraphkin were considered to have long lives, the pair of small wings that the players had at first couldn't even lift them three centimeters off the ground even if they flapped them so hard that they broke. Once the Seraphkin players gained the ability to fly, players of other races also had their own ways of flight, just that their Agility and speed were incomparable to the Seraphkin.
During the later parts of the game, after gaining plenty of experience, players didn't need to stay as a humanoid being if they had a fortuitous encounter.
The legendary Tentacled… William couldn't help but shiver as a chill ran up his spine when he thought of this, shaking his head hurriedly.
