My players are so fierce

Chapter 208 207. The first order of the Adventurer's Guild - Leader's update, please vote for me! 【615】

(Additional update [1/5] for the brothers who “don’t get up and love to doze off”)

"The stinky things are here again!"

A shout rang out from the crowd, and then the roar of Happy Stick echoed in the darkness:

"Don't panic! Warriors! Hold your spears! The terrain here was specially selected by me. As long as you don't retreat, those ghouls won't be able to rush in! Shield bearers in the front row stand firm and hold your shields. Insert it into the ground and suppress it with your whole body! You are the steel wall of your brothers!

Now count down to three!

Three, two, one!

Poke forward! "

"Roar"

The newcomers who had just entered the game for a few days followed Brother Bang's instructions and used all their strength to poke out the spears in their hands that were placed on the shields of the front shieldmen.

In an instant, a forest of spears appeared, piercing the body of the howling ghoul that rushed towards him.

But this kind of attack is no different from drizzle to the ghouls who have already died once. Apart from hindering their scratching, it does not cause any effective damage at all.

The job of holding the spear is quite good and a bit nervous.

Not only because of the sluggish feeling of the sharp blade entering the body when the spear was thrust out just now, but also because apart from the grinning brother holding the shield in front of him, he could see the hideous and ugly face of the ghoul. Hear them roaring with their claws and teeth bared.

You can even smell the disgusting stench, which can make people scream.

He is currently at the sewer entrance No. 4, forming a front with twenty other brothers to resist the ghouls who want to break out of the surface. In fact, if there is a choice, it would be a good job to not want to do such tiring work. This is different from The relaxing and joyful gaming career he imagined was completely different.

"Brother Bang! Brother Bang, I can't stand it anymore!"

A decadent brother with an unshaven beard who was carrying a shield in front shouted with difficulty:

"I'm not a strength type either. Damn, I feel like I'm going to be torn apart."

"You have to hold on even if you can't hold it back!"

He flapped his wings and flew around in the air, dropped the joy sticks burning with fire oil towards the group of ghouls behind him, and yelled:

"If we can't hold it back, all the NPCs above will die. This is a war, so be serious! It'll be better soon, just hold on!"

He shouted, and threw down the last can of fire oil in his psychic bag. Then he drew out the double-barreled shotgun from behind and fired a shot downwards. The sparks splashed around and ignited the incendiary materials that had been scattered before. In the blink of an eye, Suddenly, firelight licked the stinking ghouls.

Brother Bang is a master at playing with fire.

Under the precise spread of the oil tank he dropped earlier, the flying flames quickly blocked half of the passage ahead. The ghouls who were afraid of flames and light were also confused, and this wave of death charge was easily solved.

But this is just the beginning.

"Brothers! Come on, copycat! It's time to brush up on your proficiency."

He endured the flames in the air, thinking that the fire resistance of this vampire was really poor. While greeting the brothers below, he fell to the ground in front of him, and the family guard sword in his hand swept over the two ghouls. On earth, the power of the Tomb Sword Guard summons wraiths from the underworld into the material world to aid their summoners, like pale, vicious minions.

Seeing Brother Bang being so brave, the little players also became restless.

They grabbed weapons and rushed into the still burning area, cutting down the ignited ghouls to the ground. Under the heat of the fire, these ferocious undead souls seemed to be frightened, and even the counterattack became difficult. became sluggish.

"Fuck, this is so exciting. It's so exciting."

He was doing well. A bald brother next to him rushed forward with a big sword and slashed wildly. He let out a strange laugh while slashing, which made Little Rich Brother No. 2 feel that he should probably leave this ID: "Giant Shark with Kind Eyes and Kind Eyes" Stay away from the "Bob" guy.

"What are you doing here?"

Just when he was hesitating whether to follow the crazy player brothers or not, the voice of Mo Youqiong sounded from behind. Brother Xiao Fu has already hunted something with his big manticore, and the claws of an elite ghoul are being tied behind the manticore as a "trophy", making the manticore look disgusted.

Touch you poor and said in surprise:

"Where are your two assistants?"

"Ah, they're off work."

Life is pretty good and he sighed and said:

"This game is so stupid. This is the first time I've heard that NPCs have to get off work. They have to pay extra if they want to work overtime. I don't have any money."

"Then it's useless for you to stay here. Why don't you go to the camp? I see Miss Miriam is summoning administrative players to maintain order. You, a person who sits in an office all year round, don't stay here. I see your legs are weak. ”

I'd like to give you some advice.

Mainly because I was afraid that my brother, a pitiful level 1 rookie, would be hanging here inexplicably, but he was alive and well. He rolled his eyes and said arrogantly:

"No, I want to keep fighting! Men love fighting! Hey, today I will become a qualified warrior! Don't stop me."

"Hey, okay, then come with me, and I will show you what real fighting is."

Seeing the little donkey losing his temper, Mo Youqiong chuckled, pulled him onto the very unhappy manticore, and drove the two of them through the maze-like sewers quickly.

The task of elite players like Mo Youqiong who have passed the Black Iron Trial is to hunt down the elite leaders in the ghoul tide. These dead creatures are like "nodes". After getting rid of them, what remains The normal ghouls will be easier to deal with.

Therefore, more than 40 people who have passed the Black Iron Trial have been wandering around in the sewers of the outer city.

The task of the players is to delay the time until the Cadman People's Army establishes a solid defense line. Maxim is busy with this matter. Although the wave of ghouls tonight comes suddenly, in the face of the situation that has been fighting since the disaster occurred, For the survivors of the Scarlet Castle, who were fighting against all kinds of evil and wits, this was not a disaster worth fearing.

Repeated hardships have made the survivors under Murphy extremely tough.

While Miss Miriam was gathering the militia in the advance camp, and the Blood Alliance knights also entered the sewers to start working, on the way to Moreland Village, President Natalie's expression was not very pretty.

Anbo, who was galloping next to her, seemed to be able to sense the captain's mood. She whispered:

"Everyone who has just settled in Moreland Village may not be willing to help. Although nominally they say they are grateful to Lord Murphy for accepting us homeless people, in fact there is no grudge between witch hunters and vampires. So easy to eliminate."

"But this is an opportunity."

Natalie pulled the reins of the war horse Maple Leaf and sighed:

"No matter what the reason, we have to take the initiative. Murphy has given us enough freedom if we still stand aside when the territory needs us at this moment.

Not only him, but other people on this land will also be repelled and hate us even more. "

"Everyone knows these truths, Captain."

An Bo pushed up her blindfold, curled her lips and said:

"But if people who know the truth are willing to act according to the truth, then there will be no war in this world. For many of us, living in the territory of vampires is already oppressive enough.

Now having to obey the orders of a vampire was unimaginable.

Of course, I don't care.

I follow your orders. "

"You can't be indifferent, An Bo, you are my most valued hunter commander, and I still count on you to help me rebuild the witch hunter heritage."

Natalie curled her lips and made a joke, and then she sat up straight on her horse in the galloping night, looking at the vivid outline of the village of Moreland in the distance under the dark night.

In the starry sky under the dark night, the light of the star realm exudes a sultry purple light envelopes the land, making the bright moonlight seem to be dyed with a strange hazy feeling. At night in the Earl of Cadman, Definitely different from other places.

"We are witch hunters, Amber."

Natalie let out a long breath.

She said with a hint of tiredness and determination shining in her eyes:

"Whether it was a vampire's order or not, the ghoul riot in that city was real, and every witch hunter made an oath to Avalon when they completed the hunting trial.

It is our duty and our mission to clean up the evil spirits in this polluted world!

As long as our people still agree with this witch-hunting oath, they have enough reason to return to Scarlet Keep with us tonight, where there are too many evil spirits for them to hunt.

us

Those of us who have been excluded from society and the kingdom for ten years must also learn to take the initiative and reintegrate into our new home. Tonight's incident is a good opportunity.

When it comes to dealing with ghouls and wraiths, we are the real experts! "

"Yeah, that's right."

Miss Amber grinned.

She thinks Natalie is right. Being able to defeat ghouls and being able to use various factors to eliminate ghouls with minimal losses are two completely different concepts. They are also the biggest difference between warriors and hunters.

It took a day to reach Moreland Village from Scarlet Castle, but under the gallop of the specially tamed demon-hunting war horse, Natalie and Amber returned to this village with complicated meanings to them in just over three hours.

The last members of the White Oak Chapter lived here at this time. The village where the massacre had occurred has been renovated, and even the underground ghoul lair has been completely cleaned and refilled.

The settlement of more than 1,000 people appears to be well-organized. Although most people still live in tents, the erection of wooden houses in the village means that the village has begun its "rebirth."

When Natalie dismounted, several high-level hunters who stayed in the village came up to them. They had already learned everything that was happening in the Scarlet Castle through the message from Old Eugene's Horned Eagle Thunderstorm.

Natalie thought it would take some time to convince these "old die-hards", but unexpectedly, when she and Amber entered the area outside the village that was leveled out specifically to train war horses, what they saw was 300 fully armed and The witch hunter warriors are already ready to hunt.

They were putting bags of moondust explosives into their horse pockets, and specialized craftsmen were seizing the time to make final repairs to the soldiers' weapons.

A dozen alchemists in the village carried baskets of sword oil and potions and distributed them to the waiting warriors.

This scene is very similar to the preparation scene before every expedition when they were still developing the fortress.

"We thought we would be scolded by you."

Anbo said to the tall hunter beside him in surprise:

"Aren't you unwilling to serve vampires?"

"I don't want to, and I don't want to now."

The stern-faced young hunter Sankey adjusted the hunting knife and hunting crossbow at his waist and said:

"But a ghoul disaster broke out less than four hours away from the village, and we are witch hunters. If we continue to stand idly by in this situation, I am afraid that the God of Avalon will punish us with destruction."

"Yes!"

Sankey's partner, Fano, a cheerful girl with long ponytails who clearly has Nordic characteristics, curled her lips and said:

"This is not serving the vampire lord, nor is it fulfilling his orders. We are just fulfilling our duties and promoting the purification and tolerance of my god. That's all."

"You two know you're just like two kids having a tantrum right now."

Anbo joked:

"Deliberately emphasizing this will not change the fact that tonight we will be led by a vampire."

"Little aunt!"

Before she could finish her words, a cheerful shout rang out from the village. An Bo turned around with a face full of pain and saw his fellow villager.

The reconnaissance psionicist Heru was carrying a scroll bag and riding on a donkey that came from nowhere, walking towards her.

This pathetic guy who was born near the Elf Forest can't ride a horse

Well, it was actually because he was kicked by an out-of-control crazy horse when he was picking mushrooms with Amber in the forest when he was a child, which caused Helu to have some indescribable "fear" of horses ever since.

"Auntie, I heard that you have become the chief hunter captain of the Adventurer's Guild. Tsk tsk, you are now an official."

Helu came over on his donkey and said to An Bo who looked disgusted without realizing it:

"Why don't you find a job for me? I've heard everything. The vampire lord is very generous. The first batch of retainers he selected were all from civilian backgrounds, and now they are all knights.

I think, although my talent is mediocre, well, that is considered a scarce talent in Transia today, right? My aunt heard that you have some friendship with the vampire lord. Why don't you help me find some ways to do it? "

"You are a student of the Ring Tower!"

An Bo put his hands on his hips and scolded:

"Don't you know what's going on between the Ring Tower and the vampires now? Do you still dare to become an official with the vampires? Are you afraid that you won't die fast enough?"

"Hey, who cares? I skipped school and dropped out of school. I'm destined to not get my diploma."

Heru can see clearly, this country boy from the Antani area is now thinking about being a "minister of the dragon". After all, when the villagers in the village sent him to study and send him to the Tower of the Ring, he But if you make bold words, you will definitely look different.

He hoped that when he returned home in old age, he could bring a gratifying response to his fellow villagers. As for which family he would work as a retainer or get a title.

It doesn't matter at all!

As long as you can get ahead, that's fine.

Anbo was still a little worried. After all, Helu's identity was a bit sensitive, but Natalie didn't think so. She walked up and looked Helu up and down and said:

"You set out with us. After clearing out those ghouls, I will introduce you to Lord Murphy. He is really short of people now and urgently needs outstanding talents like you. And he is really generous.

What I mean is, you might as well be a little bolder when it comes to your salary offer. "

"Oh, okay."

Helu responded excitedly.

Ten minutes later, Natalie set off again towards Scarlet Castle with 300 witch hunter veterans belonging to the Adventurer's Guild.

They will not enter the city, but directly enter the combat area from the sewer exit outside the city.

That saves some valuable time.

Led by the red war horse Maple Leaf, the queue of witch hunters galloped away under the unique purple night sky of Transia. Natalie's hair was flying, she was holding the horse's reins, and she could vaguely feel The big oak sacred blade behind him was making a strange buzzing sound.

It seems that he agrees with Natalie's actions tonight, and it seems that the resonance of the sacred objects that he has been working hard to advance has entered the next stage.

But Natalie didn't really care about that.

Resonating with the Holy Blade is destined to be a long-term process, and right now, there are more important things to do than accepting the Holy Blade.

This is the first time in the past ten years that a witch hunter has carried out a demon-killing hunt not out of orders but out of self-judgment. This is enough to make Natalie, the young leader, sigh with emotion. She said in her heart arrive:

"We will truly integrate into this earth, starting from tonight's dedication. If this is your wish, father, please bless us in the temple of my God.

From now on, we will no longer wield our swords only for wars and humble survivals that do not belong to us.

From now on, witch hunters will crawl out of the mud pit of fate and become noble again in this barbaric land. May all this be as you wish. "