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"You also saw the oncoming gate just now, but that is only the first layer of defense. In fact, if the street gate cannot stop the monster and is broken into the inner area of ​​East Doruma by it, then the gate next to the [oncoming gate] This area will become the second battlefield for the hunters to fight against the ancient dragon, which is also the origin of the name [Battle Street] here."

Hearing this, no matter it was Guta, Weiwei, Qiao Qiao and others, they all reacted.

No wonder no one lived in these houses. After all, no one wanted to live in a place that might become a battlefield for ancient dragons at any time.

"Then if we want to stay, we have to walk a little further in?" The ancient pagoda looked far away, and soon noticed the flickering lights hundreds of meters away, and then asked himself: "Hey, it really is."

After walking a little further in, a burst of noisy noise almost flooded into everyone's ears like a tsunami.

There are brightly lit and strange buildings everywhere, and the streets are full of shouting peddlers and chaotic hunters, oh...of course there are also all the cats running around in the streets.

The night in East Doruma seems to be extraordinarily lively and prosperous.

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Chapter 5 What the hell is our team's name?

Looking up at the wooden building on the side that looks like an archway, the ancient pagoda read directly from the text on it.

"central square."

There are signs to other facilities hanging on the side, which is very user-friendly.

"Hey! Brother, you're new here~" A drunken hunter slapped Guta on the back.

Because of the heat, Guta took off the dragon-slaying armor halfway through, and now he was wearing the plain clothes he usually wears when resting.

The hunter was taken aback on the spot by the tactile sensation of being slapped on a rock.

There are almost no novice hunters who can come to East Doruma, so just by this, he quickly understood the level of strength of the ancient tower.

Very strong, has definitely reached the level of the upper class.

"I almost missed it, brother, you are very strong."

Slightly correcting his expression, the hunter who was still drinking and swaying here and there soon gradually got out of the state of drunkenness.

This is the case for experienced hunters. It doesn't matter how unrestrained you are, but the premise is that you must be able to recover at critical moments, which is commonly known as backing up.

"It's so-so, uncle, you're not bad." Guta politely started exchanging business compliments.

The moment the perception was released, Guta already understood the opponent's level of strength.

In the middle of the upper ranks, there is still some distance from the peak, and there seem to be a few hidden injuries on his body.

As the strength becomes stronger, Guta's perception becomes more and more comprehensive. For the existences whose strength is lower than his own, he can easily detect their (their) state, and even use their Body movements, predict its moves in advance and dodge and counter.

To put it simply, it is somewhat similar to the concept of "knowledge and domineering".

Of course, it is far less mysterious than the latter.

"Well, uncle!" Because the surroundings were too noisy, Nia had no choice but to raise her voice and shouted with a red face: "We are new here, can I ask how to get to the registration office?"

"Registration office? Oh, you are asking about the public bar that is in charge of hunter affairs. Just follow the side road and go straight." The middle-aged hunter couldn't help belching, pointing to an extension on the right And the fork in the road.

"Okay, uncle, let's talk again when we have a chance, let's go through the formalities first."

After waving goodbye to this man with a few words, Guta and the others trotted down the side road.

Along the way, from time to time, other hunters could be seen coming from that direction in twos and threes.

It seems that the place is right.

Soon, a huge semi-open-air building appeared at the end of the fork.

Going up the wooden steps, Guta and the others found the reception desk full of kanban ladies without much effort.

"This is the point, are there still so many people?" Guta said in surprise.

It was clearly only four o'clock in the morning at this time, but this place known as the [Popular Winery] was already bustling with people, if it wasn't for the sun that had just risen outside, it would have been almost overwhelming. I wonder if it's noon now.

"Excuse me, is the hunter registration done here?"

After queuing in a line with a relatively small number of people, Nia soon came to the reception desk.

"Yes, are you all in the same team?" A kanban girl with a short ponytail looked at Nia and the hunters behind her kindly.

"Yeah." Nia nodded.

"For a small team, Nasia recommends that you register directly as a small team." The kanban girl who called herself Sia, glanced at the one-star team badge on Guta's chest, and introduced it energetically.

"Please provide your hunter's license, everyone."

Accompanied by a rustling sound, Guta and the others each took out a metal card the size of a postcard.

It is worth mentioning that, unlike the white licenses of Nia and Weiwei, the licenses of Guta and Extinction are pure black.

The moment she saw the two black licenses, the Kanban lady shrank her pupils and shouted in a daze, "Both of you belong to the ancient dragon group?!"

The shouts immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding hunters.

This scene seems familiar.

Guta scratched his head, lowered his head and looked at Niangsia, who was only about 1.5 meters tall, "It's just a reserve. We can't be full members at our age. In other words, it shouldn't affect registration, right?"

Although it is only a reserve, the ancient tower and the extinction, only from the perspective of organization and sequence, have indeed been subordinated to the ancient dragon group.

"Damn, of course it doesn't matter!" The Kanban lady also noticed her gaffe, and after hastily answered, she tapped her little head in embarrassment, "Sia just didn't expect that there would be two ancient dragons in a team." Reserve member of the regiment."

Guta and the others nodded in understanding.

Indeed, for a team that has been established for less than three months, this configuration is indeed too luxurious.

This was especially true on the basis that Guta, as the captain, had the level and strength to rival a high-ranking hunter.

"Who is the captain, please provide your name."

"Is it me?"

In the middle of Guta's words, he suddenly turned his head to look at everyone with some doubts, and pointed at himself with his finger.

"Huh? I always thought it was Nia." Weiwei said very directly.

"Don't play tricks, Weiwei." Niya slapped Weiwei lightly, and looked at Guta with a smile, "It must be you, Guta, there is nothing to doubt about it."

Hearing this, Guta felt relieved, turned to look at the kanban lady behind the counter, and said in a calm voice:

"Yes, it's me."

""

What's up with your team?

Resisting the desire to complain in her heart, the kanban Niang Xia opened a thick animal skin book, lowered her head and asked:

"What's the team name of those guys?"

For a long time, no one answered.

Sia, who didn't get a response, raised his head a little strangely, and then saw a few people forming a circle and suddenly starting a team meeting.

"I said, what is the name of our team?" Guta lowered his voice and asked in confusion.

"I won't make it, Nia. Nia went to register." Weiwei didn't even fully understand the situation, so she started throwing the blame without hesitation.

"I have something to do that day, please ask Miejin to handle the registration." Nia looked at Miejin who was silent aside with some embarrassment.

"Well, let me say something."

Guta raised his hand suddenly, and said, "I remembered, it seemed that I was asked about the team name on the day of Miejin, and I seemed to be right at the time."

"It's all right." Guta and Miejin said in unison.

"So, what name did you choose later?" Guta looked at Mieji.

"It will be all right."

"Hmm?" Guta put on a question mark face of a black youth, "What is it?"

"It's okay." Mie Jin repeated again.

""

This time, Guta finally understood the meaning of extinction.

Then it was completely sunk.

Chapter 6 The Blue Star team is established!

"Excuse me, that"

Five minutes later, Guta was pushed towards the bar by his teammates and smiled awkwardly.

"Our team seems to have forgotten the name, Smith Marcel (sorry)~"

Just kidding, he didn't want to use "All Can" as the name of the team!

Anyway, they just got the badge of the one-star team, and the merit points were supposed to be cleared, and the previous mission records were gone, so they just had to recalculate.

But the team name is a lifetime thing!

""

Kanban Niang Xiya looked at Guta expressionlessly, then at his teammates staring at the ground behind him, and said mechanically after a long time:

"Then, please re-oh no, please choose a name."

It's over, it's over, everyone heard what I just said!

Guta felt that his face was flustered, but at this time he could only pretend that he didn't hear it, and began to seriously think about a new team name.

"Then uh, then call"

After thinking for a while, Guta didn't think of a particularly good name. When he was hesitating, he suddenly saw the blue star decoration on the badge of the one-star team on his chest.

"Or is it called Canglanxing?" When he said this, Guta was turning around and winking wildly at his teammates.

Is it okay to feed this?

That's ok~ that's all right!

Nia and the others made gestures similar to ok.

"Ah, let's call it Canglanxing, I think it's a good name." Guta coughed a little out of breath, and said looking at his toes.

"Okay, team number 19729, team name: Canglanxing, registration is complete."

After West Asia recorded the information completely, she then handed a silver-white metal card somewhat similar to a hunter's license to Guta.

"Please keep your team card, this time, don't lose it again."

Kanban Niang especially emphasized the word "tens of millions".

Guta and the others could only nod in embarrassment.

Thick-skinned people like Weiwei and Guta can still hypnotize themselves a bit, just as a kind reminder from the other party.

But thin-skinned people like Nia and Qiaoqiao have already lowered their heads sobbing and covered their faces tightly.

What a shame!

After completing the registration, the five members of the team, who had already been in a panic, fled the public wine shop as if they were in distress, without even stopping.

And not long after they left, Niang Xia, the kanban who received them, quietly came to the open space in the backyard of the public wine shop under the pretext of going to the toilet, and released a small pure white messenger bird into the air.

The messenger bird hovered in the air for a while, and finally, as if it had completed its positioning, it quickly flew towards a corner of Dongduoluma.

On the steps at the entrance of the Great Old Hall, a man stood quietly like a statue, with his chest folded, silently examining the bustling streets below.

He is wearing a strange armor similar to a samurai armor. The overall color is dark red and dark black. The junction of the armor is full of fine red knots, and he is carrying a huge sword behind his back.

Suddenly, as if he had sensed something, the man's body turned slightly, and a pair of arms that were as solid as clay sculptures stretched out horizontally.

Soon, with the sound of wings flapping the air, a pure white messenger bird fluttered down from the dark sky and landed on his gauntlet very obediently.

The man took out the note on the carrier pigeon's leg from the tied bamboo tube. The man looked carefully, then touched the messenger bird's head, and put a bag of pomegranate seed feed prepared in advance on the steps. The letter birds pecked there.

After straightening his clothes, the man solemnly walked into the Great Old Hall with a pace similar to that of a soldier.

In the huge semi-open palace that looked like a sacrificial altar, a huge figure also wearing warrior armor sat silently on the steps, his eyes were tightly closed, as if he was asleep.

It is worth mentioning that in this facility, the ground is entirely composed of polished granite floors, and countless huge yellow curtains hang down from the dome, which looks extraordinarily solemn.

The designated entrustment point for high-level missions in the Great Old Hall in the entire continent, the highest administrative agency that only hunters with a rank of g or above are eligible to enter.