Welcome Back To the World Game

[Dungeon opens on the ninth day, 8:00 in the morning]

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[The heroic and fearless soul hunter, in their eyes, is nothing but a **** that causes hatred, a fuse for the continuous struggle, and the sharpest sword in their hands. 】

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In a large white conference room, people sat on rows of benches.

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They bowed their heads, looked sad, and wore white cloth on their shoulders.

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Praia's native plant called Miracle Grass was bundled up in their hands.

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Miracle grass means passing away, eternity, and there is only one occasion to use this plant.

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The wind and snow outside the window hit the gauze, and the interior looked particularly cold.

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The serious-looking, white-haired old man stood on the stage leaning on crutches.

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Beside him, sat left and right ministers wearing white cloth and holding miracle grass. Even Doya, who has always been brightly dressed, had her hair tied up, without any grease, and was wearing a long white dress.

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"Today, we are here to mourn a hero with a heavy heart." Cleaver said softly.

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His voice was old and thick, echoing in the quiet conference room.

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"...He is the savior who saved the entire Praia in the past, the hero who led the residents to the city of gods and blocked the disaster from the storm."

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[Soul hunters will become a 'person' who is full of justice and blood, shrouded in a net made of tasks intertwined, and brainwashed by the stories of people's mouths, who want to kill the lifelong 'people' in order to exterminate the soul clan]

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"Because of the information blockade of the royal family, we did not know his exploits, and we did not give enough respect to the returning hero."

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"but now,"

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"His achievements should not be erased, and his spirit should live on forever."

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"His name will remain in this era and be passed down to the great achievements of future generations."

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[The monument was erected, the name was established, and the poem was recited, and they left their name behind. Become an iconic hero soul hunter and inspire the next generation to keep going. 】

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"Praya is far away from natural disasters, and it is inseparable from his sacrifice to reach the current situation of prosperity."

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"...He has been guarding this land."

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"And came back at the most critical moment, still without hesitation, rushing to the front line of fighting against the disaster."

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[The hatred has been carved into their bones for generations, and it has melted into people's flesh and blood, and there is no possibility of relief. 】

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[They gave their lives to the land they love and fought for it all their lives. 】

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"He will always be in our hearts, the greatest hero in the past 100 years, the 'hero' who saved the whole of Praia."

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"From now on, no one can replicate his achievements."

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"His name is indelibly engraved in Praia's history and will be remembered in our heritage."

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"Heroes should not be forgotten."

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"I hope all of you here will remember this... beacon that has guided us forward, guided our previous generation, this generation, and will continue to inspire countless generations of Praia residents."

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People bowed their heads and looked sad.

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Sitting in the corner, Naraku, who was a friend of the deceased, bowed his head blankly.

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Cleaver's words lingered in her ears, but she seemed to have lost her hearing, and even everything in front of her became blurred.

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Her fists were clenched, her fingernails sank into her palms, and blood gradually came out.

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And right now.

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"Bang!"

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A loud bang came from behind.

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The door of the conference room was suddenly kicked open, and a figure quickly entered.

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"—What kind of guy who doesn't understand the rules!" Cleaver, who was giving a eulogy, blushed with anger.

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People immersed in grief, look back.

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A guy in a black robe walked in like the wind.

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"Amber?" Eske, who was rarely dressed very plainly, glanced at the intruder.

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He laughed angrily at Ying's sudden intrusion: "--You, the leader, finally showed up, eh? You were busy occupying time during the feast at sea, and you didn't even come to our meeting. The most dangerous attack is When you were not in the city, you couldn't even watch the hero go away - now, at this moment of mourning for the hero, you broke in so suddenly and showed no respect to Lord Su Rin. You are really a 'qualified'. 'The leader of the soul hunter."

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Ying glanced at him, ignored it, and threw the thing in his hand on the ground.

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"Bang!"

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Everyone's eyes, sad or angry, were instantly attracted to that thing.

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It was a big cloth bag filled with bulging bags.

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The mouth of the cloth bag was open, and the contents inside fell out.

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"Amber, we are just about to hold a meeting about the cancellation of your position—" Cleaver didn't care what the shadow brought, his already angry white beard trembled.

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"etc……"

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Duoya, who was wearing a white dress, suddenly stood up and stopped him.

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She glanced at the things on the ground, raised her head in shock, and looked at Ying: "...Amber, these things on the ground are all resource stones?"

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Cleaver was shocked by Doya's exclamation, and instantly stopped his anger.

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His trembling eyes shifted slightly, looking at things on the ground.

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The stones of different sizes that fell on the ground were exuding a strange light.

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...that is the precious treasure, the resource stone, that can be used to maintain the barrier and identify the soul clan.

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This kind of thing is extremely precious, even when Su Mingan came to sign up for Soul Hunting, he only got a small piece. In Praia, it is considered a strategic item. Just a small piece is worth a fortune.

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At the beginning, the trade commodity that was transported by the Att ship, called "Att Stone", was a kind of resource stone.

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It also generally needs a giant pallet stone to save, otherwise, the stone will emit white gas when it is taken out, and it will automatically lose energy and gradually become a useless stone.

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Only the resource stone that has been carefully processed and made into a distribution can be carried around.

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but now,

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This large piece of ground... this large piece of scattered, this stuff packed with big cloth bags...

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They are actually all precious stones of resources?

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The invaluable resource stone is like a small stone on the side of the road, filled with a whole big cloth bag.

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Not to mention, their energy doesn't seem to be depleted yet, obviously they are still in the initial state, and obviously they have not been processed.

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Now, the enchantment has just been established, and it has encountered a new wave of sea monster attacks, which is in need of this batch of resource stones.

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It means that Amber almost saved them.

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"Amber, these resource stones are..."

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Cleaver's anger was forcibly suppressed by him.

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Looking at the big bag of resource stones on the ground, he looked at Amber's, originally angry and hated iron, but gradually changed, and gradually it seemed like he was looking at his own father.

"What do you think I've been doing these days?" Ying sneered: "Those players who are clearly in a hurry to occupy points during the siege are really rich... and those who are dominated by Burris, The residents who just want to attack the stronghold, they are really a group of poor people who have been confused. If I hadn't 'sanctioned' them, I'm afraid the inner city would have been in chaos long ago."

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"The residents attacked the stronghold?" Cleaver grasped the point, and he burst into anger and slapped the table: "Who issued the order! Who did this!"

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People looked at each other.

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Their eyes kept wandering, wanting to see who would issue such a brainless order.

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"Don't look for it, those residents are all under control." Ying interrupted his words lazily: "- As for you, it is estimated that you have been hinted by others, so you subconsciously ignore this matter. Otherwise, then Help guys not to be so rampant."

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At the beginning, Burris indeed dominated a group of residents and asked them to help him storm the stronghold. When Burris came to the conference room of the soul hunters, he only gave a hint to the group of soul hunters to let them not care about this matter.

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His ability to confuse NPCs has not yet reached the level where he can control all of them. At most, it is the next hint to exclude these ministers from his stronghold.

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However, his plans were still completely shattered by the shadows who stayed at the stronghold.

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Ying has done a lot these days. With Sevia guarding Lin Yin, and black Pike, who was poisoned, he was not needed there, so he chose to act freely.

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He ran several slave strongholds and visited Praia, and only then did he gather such a large bag of resource stones. When I came back on the way back, I saw Burris who was directing the residents to storm the stronghold, and then opened a space shock and killed people.

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He doesn't care how many times Burris' phoenix skill is left, and how many times he can support the resurrection of this person, anyway, he will kill him when he sees it.

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After getting the remote command from the main body, he directly dragged the cloth bag in his hand and ran to the conference room.

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"Amber." Cleaver looked at him: "I'm glad you came back with so many resource stones, the island barrier that is still being attacked does need these resources to be repaired, but can you explain , these unprocessed stones, why can't they leak energy..."

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After seeing the shadow who brought back the resource stone, Cleaver never mentioned the matter of canceling his position, and his attitude changed very quickly.

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"Oh, I don't know about this, these things were given to me by Su Rin." Ying smiled.

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When he said this, everyone was stunned.

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"—When did he give it to you? Is he still alive?"

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Duoya stood up, her eyes full of anticipation.

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"That should be dead." Ying said with a smile: "He gave me these in advance, and I am only responsible for integrating and bringing them."

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He was joking here. Listening to his words, everyone's expressions froze at the same time.

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A red figure in the corner ran out as if escaping.

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"By the way, I still have something to say here." Ying didn't care what these people thought or how sad Naruo was:

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"Right now, the Kraken King has only been repelled temporarily and has gone back to recuperate. As long as there are other Krakens by her side, she will not die. If we want to stop this disaster, there are only two options. One is to invest everything and pay for it. A huge sacrifice to kill her, one, is to use these stones to maintain the enchantment and let your sanctuary survive for a while..."

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He paused for a moment and continued:

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"Of course, as far as I am concerned, these are not good methods. I have a new idea and need your help..."

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The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and it was like white waves that were getting richer and thicker, rolling in from the crowded sea monsters outside the barrier.

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The icy cold air frequently poured into people's clothes.

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They looked worriedly at the almost endless sea monster lying on the barrier separated by a line.

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Yesterday, the blue Kraken lost to the red Kraken and retreated, and the boat carrying Su Rin also burst in an instant and was submerged by the turbulent sea water.

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...they watched the hero of Praia, who died on the sea not far from them.

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Bad news spreads frequently.

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At the moment when the boat was submerged, the outermost barrier, full of cracks, was finally completely shattered under the impact of the siren.

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The sea-monsters rushed in, and they had already begun to attack the barrier of the island they had just raised.

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If this island barrier is broken again... except for the barrier of the royal city, they will have nowhere to escape.

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However, unfortunately, the blood-colored Kraken King seemed to have been consumed by Su Rin and did not appear for the time being. Maybe he went back to recuperate.

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If she followed the siren to attack the barrier of the city wall and island again, I'm afraid they won't be able to resist for a day.

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However, her recuperation will end sooner or later. At that time...

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They really have no confidence to face the calamity-like Siren King.

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In the blizzard, the sky also appeared dark and low, like a black pot lid was snapped towards people's heads, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

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Naraku walked out of the conference room, his fists still clenched tightly, and blood flowed out during the process.

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She passed the frowning people, passed the city wall, and walked to the side of the hill.

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Her steps were a little staggering, and her figure was a little swaying, as if she was struggling to walk.

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Walking and walking, she sat down.

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Her somewhat blurred vision locked on the star-like sea, and took out a leaf.

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Ye Di came close to her mouth, and a crisp and beautiful voice came out.

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Like a free breeze, this music can be heard far away.

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"Ugh—"

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"What sound?" Soul Hunter turned around.

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"Someone is playing the flute~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's very nice." The resident who helped move things next said with a smile.

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"It's good to listen to music at such a critical time."

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"Playa also has such a musical instrument." They chatted.

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"Ugh—"

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Ye Di's voice reverberated on the quiet city wall. Such an exceptionally clear and peaceful music made the groans of the wounded much smaller.

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The **** the hillside, ignoring the wind and snow, played against her head full of snowflakes.

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The red hair fluttering behind her is like a blood-colored flag that stands on the **** and inspires people.

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But as she blew, the leaf in her hand suddenly dropped.

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Somehow, a choked feeling lingered in her throat, as if a hand was pinching her neck, preventing her from playing.

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She couldn't describe what this feeling was, she just thought it was very strange why she couldn't blow it.

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She rolled the leaves in her hands, and the stagnant feeling in her throat became more and more obvious.

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"Little girl."

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The middle-aged soul hunter squatted down slowly, his eyes level with hers.

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He searched for his hand with a huge scar in his arms, took out a square white handkerchief and put it on her face.

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"...why are you crying?" he said.

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