Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

The Sleeping Mermaid Tavern.

There is a lifelike mermaid sculpture on the wooden plaque.

This is a famous tavern in Beifeng Castle, and it is also the place where pure-blood snake spies gather secretly. Their proprietress has long been bribed with gold coins and has willingly become a lackey of the Burning Nest.

At this moment, the city was in chaos.

The city defense troops were busy resisting the invasion of the Dragon Vein troops and had no time to think about anything else. Naturally, this tavern became an honorable gathering place for the Ember Nest camp.

The four-person team pushed open the door and entered, only to see the tavern bustling with people.

Players gather together.

"Madam boss, do you have bright red lips?"

"I heard that drinking that stuff can make you feel more excited."

"The wine here is much more expensive than in Baator City."

Steamed Bun sighed: "There are so many people."

Xia Ye Qiuyu whispered: "I thought we were the only ones who received this special mission."

Singo looked around and recognized these familiar faces at a glance.

The Overlord of Royal Power, the Steel Frenzy of the Mechanicum, Charlotte of the Magic Coin, and Alpha of the Golden Age.

Professional players from all major guilds are present here. All players who come to the tavern to take missions have basically reached the level limit of the closed beta version - level 4, which is considered an elite adventurer in Erezege. , the mainstay among adventurers, is by no means an ordinary person.

The naturally war-crazy glanced at the tyrant not far away with disdain and said "cut".

Singo lowered his voice and said to him: "Brother Zhan Kuang, don't compete with the people of King Quan for group tasks. Focus on the important NPCs first."

"Look there."

He indicated a place with his eyes.

I saw Alger and Metrolash sitting at the wooden table in the center of the tavern, with two glasses of wine on the table.

Although there was quite a gap before, in order to defeat the common enemy - Brad Luckman, the two of them still sat down together to discuss countermeasures.

About to face the enemy, Alger seemed particularly excited and a little uneasy.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally said: "I have lived nearby all year round and know the secret path leading to Lachman Castle. What we have to do is sneak into Lachman Castle."

"Then... kill him."

Metrolash nodded slightly, picked up the cup and took a sip before saying: "It's a simple and crude plan, but you forgot one thing. You have been away from here for several years, and now the Ember Nest is about to invade - that thought How could a careful old vampire not be prepared?"

Alger's dragon face was slightly stunned, but he still said: "This is the only way we can do it. Once he is allowed to complete his ascension, the consequences will be disastrous."

Metrolash chuckled: "That's true. These Starfallers are immortal, and you and I should have been dead long ago, and there is no need to fear death."

Alger pointed to the internal map of Beifeng Castle on the table.

"Given the importance of the ascension ceremony, the main road must be heavily guarded. Then walk from here, passing through the dark path in Ruckman's back garden."

"good."

Metrolash stood up slowly and said loudly:

"Warriors, we are ready to go."

"If you prevent this ascension, the master will give you extremely generous rewards."

For a moment, more than twenty elite players in the tavern all looked at him with fiery eyes.

Metrorash already knows how to control players.

Outside Lachman Castle, in the garden at dusk.

This lush forest surrounds the castle and isolates it from the outside world.

The trees in the forest tower into the sky, and the mottled bark on the twisted trunks seems like ancient wounds. Deep darkness spreads in the forest, making it impossible to distinguish between day and night. The eerie branches and leaves swayed in the wind, emitting a creepy whisper.

The old trees were like ghosts stretching their arms, their sharp claws twisting and circling.

And in the depths of the dense forest, howls came and went one after another, which was heart-stopping.

Alger looked at these dark and deep forests and the paths filled with twisted branches with a solemn expression.

"No, that wasn't what it used to be like here."

"What has Brad Luckman done in the past few years since I left?"

Metrolash sneered: "Maybe he keeps a group of loyal watchdogs inside to look after his home and courtyard."

"Looks like you have to be careful on this journey."

"Let's go in."

Alger, Meshraf and the others dove into the dense forest without hesitation.

Walking on the path covered with vines, Mantou felt a rustling sound behind him, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"Holy crap, there isn't really anything dirty in here."

"Wait, there's something behind me!"

Steamed Bun felt something brushing against the back of his neck, and he suddenly let out a scream.

Cold sweat dripped down, and he turned to look behind him, only to find that they were just twisted vines hanging from the branches.

He breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Singo and said, "This ghost place is too evil. Let's hurry up and we can't stay here any longer."

Singo ignored the sarcasm and just nodded solemnly.

Because he had just keenly noticed that the bushes in front seemed to move towards them for a moment, and he didn't know if it was his imagination.

"Just keep on your way."

Steamed Bun had no choice but to move forward with his head down, but when he couldn't help but look back out of curiosity, the vine changed its position again, like a ferocious arm reaching out to him.

He suddenly took a breath of cold air.

The rustling sounds surrounding them became clearer and more intense, and something seemed to be twisting and squirming in the darkness.

Broken, fear-filled sounds filled the surroundings, surrounding everyone in the forest.

"It's alive."

"Don't leave me."

"Take my hand and help me out."

But that wasn’t coming from any of them!

Xia Ye Qiuyu's face was pale, sweat was dripping from her chin, her voice was trembling a little at this moment: "Did you hear those sounds?"

Singo said in a deep voice: "I heard it too."

"It didn't sound like a monster's roar, but more like what the victim said before he died."

Steamed Bun was immediately frightened and lost his mind: "No, don't scare people."

"Look around carefully."

Steamed Bun looked around and saw a deep, squirming darkness.

Alger, who was standing at the forefront of the team, raised his ever-burning sword, and the fire suddenly illuminated the surroundings, revealing the hideous and terrifying appearance of those monsters in front of everyone.

Under the mottled shadows of the forest, the ferocious roots, branches, and vines gradually gathered together, eventually forming countless staggering and twisted ghosts.

Their bodies are made up of dead branches, vines and even thorns intertwined together. There are even undigested human limbs among them, and those thick roots are soaked in blood.

Alger gritted his teeth and shouted loudly:

"Ready to fight!"

"Damn, this forest is alive!"