"Ahem, let me explain. Seeing that the atmosphere at the conference table was a little awkward, Yu Shan took over and explained, "In the campaign mission, if there is an entry for all the return rights in the reward of a large theater mission, then this theater mission is called the final mission. The severity of the final mission is unusual, and the final mission can determine the difficulty and casualty rate of a campaign mission. ”

As soon as Yu Shan's words fell, a woman beside him who was obviously a powerhouse on the side of science and technology said indifferently: "The last battle mission I experienced was a planetary-level battle involving two planets in a middle demon world, and because there was a senior blazing-level powerhouse as the commander-in-chief, until the main quest was 90% completed, the casualty rate of the trialists was negligible. But when someone triggered the final mission of the campaign, our station was besieged by the most powerful race in the world at the moment - thousands of dragons almost obscured the entire sky, and their first round of dragon breath alone reduced the surviving trialists by 50%, and at the end of the campaign mission, the survival rate of the participants was less than 30%, and the battle dead were basically killed in the final mission. ”

If Yu Shan's description only raised the alarm of the unknown people, the female trialist's words directly smashed the bloody reality into their heads. The Lihuo-level trialists who had never experienced the battle mission couldn't help but inhale and look at each other, even if they were much stronger than the ashes and embers-level rookies outside, but if the final mission was really as terrifying as a few veterans, they would have to weigh it carefully.

Seeing that the atmosphere on the conference table was almost over, Idric, Hualuo, Yu Shan and the others glanced at each other, looked at each other slightly, and finally Hualuo raised his voice: "Of course, since this battle spans three spatial tiers, and even the rookie trialists of the ash level are involved, then the difficulty of the final task must not exceed the expected range." According to many days of observation, although the upper limit of the power level of this world is very high, it lacks enough backbone, which means that in the end, we will not face a large number of powerful enemies, but a few high-level strong enemies - according to the worldview of this world, it should be the ghost general, the ghost king, these at most half-step blazing guys. ”

Suppress first and then raise, let these Li Huo trialists with low eyes and masters know the difficulty of the task, and then give them the hope of victory, so as to fully mobilize their enthusiasm. Hua Luo looked at the thoughtful trialists in front of him, the corners of his eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly turned his head and asked, "By the way, Ed, your current situation before is favorable to us, where does this come from?"

"It's simple. Idric took an apple from his fruit bowl and placed it on the table, "We were in the light before, and the Trialists of the rival faction were in the shadows, and we didn't know anything about them except for the last time they raided the fortress with the help of the Ghost Order of the Immortal Town. And now this 'Ancestral Pillar Offensive and Defensive Battle' has directly pushed the two of us to the frontal battlefield, and they are the defenders, and we are the attackers, so we have a lot of tactics to choose from. ”

The paladin nodded silently, and then he thought of a question: "Then the most important thing right now is... What exactly is the 'Ancestral Pillar' in the mission, and where is it?"

Everyone was silent, it had only been a few dozen minutes since the mission was triggered, how could they know what this thing was that could determine the life and death of most of the trialists in the two camps.

Until a familiar and unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"Perhaps I can answer this question. ”

...

The scorching air whipped across his cheeks, and the hot touch was not in the slightest sign of the words "breeze". Mo Jun half-squatted on the commanding height of a hill, his eyes swept back and forth around for a while, and finally sighed, and called in his heart: "Okay, don't pretend to be dead, come out and explain what the situation is now." ”

"If you ask me to explain, I'll explain, then I'm very shameless?"

Asacheel's voice poured out from the bottom of his heart, and this feeling as if he was talking to himself Mo Jun still hadn't adapted to it, but who let him ask for it first, so he had to say slowly: "Ten ghost soldier souls." ”

"That kind of inferior soul is no different from garbage. The demon snorted coldly, "At least twenty souls of elite ghost soldiers." ”

The strength of ordinary ghost soldiers is roughly around the embers, while elite ghost soldiers are equivalent to trialists of the Li Huo Rank. After scolding secretly, "This thing has a pretty bad appetite", Mo Jun had to promise to find a place to make up for the demon after figuring out the current situation.

"This is inside the Hindu Realm, what's wrong?"

"Nonsense. Mo Jun didn't care about the demon's pretending to be crazy and stupid, and asked bluntly, "I was still in the trial land of the demon craftsman just now, why did I suddenly come to such a place now? Could it be that the inheritance has ended?"

"The end?"

Hearing this, Asacher sneered, and then he simply jumped out of Mo Jun's heart island, turned into an ordinary human sheep-headed demon and sat beside Mo Jun, and then said, "If I guess correctly, the last trial is now underway, and this trial is so big that it even uses the entire Indian realm as a chessboard. You and the other inheritors are just pawns on this chessboard, and it's up to you to see who can reach your final destination and become king in one fell swoop. ”

"As for your current situation, it is because your body is still in the land of trials, and now it is only a doppelganger that carries your consciousness. ”

Doppelganger?Mo Jun was slightly stunned, remembering that there was also a skill in his four-element combat skill to use the ability to reconstruct to shape the clone, but no matter how you look at it, there is a world of difference between the two. As if sensing Mo Jun's thoughts, Asacher didn't know how many times he snorted coldly: "Don't compare those tricks of yours to the ability of an ancient powerhouse, Ying Yin has made this doppelganger enough to be fake, and even the innate ability can be reproduced, can you do it?"

Mo Jun was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly urged the vitality in his body, and found that he could indeed sense the Melting Heaven Realm and the Cangsheng Realm, but compared to the main body, the flames that the clone could call from the two realms were too few, almost less than one-tenth of the normal situation.

"It seems that the enemy after encountering the high level of Li Huo is satisfied. Instantly losing one of his most powerful hole cards, Mo Jun also reined in his relaxed attitude at this time, and his nerves began to tense, and at the same time, he also received a belated hint for the final mission.

"Those who participate in the task sacrifice one soul and one soul by default?!" Mo Jun only felt a chill running down his spine, and cold sweat instantly covered his whole body - just kidding, as a person who has turned the world back, how can he not know that as long as it is a person, as long as the seven souls and six spirits are missing, it is almost time to delete the number and retrain, the best situation is to be a vegetative person for the rest of his life, the worst... Not to mention.

"Ying Yin, this guy is really moving, the entire Indian world, even the ghost clan with monks and the swarming trialists, is conservatively estimated to have a six-figure population, which is going to lose a soul... I'm afraid that next year India will become the largest mental hospital in the world. ”

"You have time to complain, you might as well think about what to do now. Asacher snorted unhappily, his nose spewing out two streaks of sulphurous smoke with sparks, "Don't forget that your sister is still waiting for you, and there are unsealed treasures in the Shadow Yin Treasure Vault, if you don't even get my business done in the end... Hey. ”

Faced with the demon's malicious smile, Mo Jun naturally chose to ignore it, he now had a series of things sorted out in his mind, and the next thing to do was to decide what to do.

Mojun now has two choices: one is to follow the inheritance mission and find the rest of the 'Ding' to obtain the inheritance qualification, which can ensure Sakura's safety, and the other is to do the war zone mission first, which is the final mission of this battle mission, in the previous inheritance, Shadow Yin once had three wishes, one of which was to destroy the ancestral pillar of the ghost clan. If the ancestral pillar can be successfully destroyed, I am afraid that the inheritance task will also make great progress.

"The latter option is obviously safer in the long run, and you can go back to the fortress to find out what is going on with Idric. Mo Jun sighed, "But... It's too slow, the trialists of the two camps will definitely be entangled for a long time, I'm afraid that in the end, they may not be able to win or lose, rather than pinning their hopes on the macro battle situation, it is better to rely on their own strength to find the existence of 'Ding'. ”

"It's decided?"

Seeing that Mojun's expression gradually became firm, Asacher got up and dropped a sentence, and then his figure gradually became transparent and disappeared.

"A hundred miles north of here, there is an aura similar to the 'ding' you have. ”

"Thank you. ”

What follows is a boring pathfinding journey, accompanied by only a vague inheritance mission for Mo Jun, and killing a few ghost soldiers on the way to get some souls for the demons. The environment in the Indian realm is quite dry, except for the yellow-brown hills and rocks are dry thorns and weeds, like a dead realm that the living do not enter.

I don't know if it was because of the tranquility before the final mission or some other reason, along the way, Mo Jun didn't meet anyone other than the ghost soldiers—whether it was a trialist or a monk, it seemed to have evaporated in the Printing Realm, and the already empty land added a little loneliness.

Finally, the other side of the horizon was no longer a plane without undulations, and something gradually appeared in front of Mo Jun.

"This is—" Mo Jun stopped, staring at the scene in amazement - this was a small forest, and although each tree did not have half a leaf on its branches, there was no doubt that this was the first, and perhaps last, forest that Mo Jun had encountered in the Indian Realm.

"Is the 'Ding' in this wood?"

Muttering, Mo Jun was about to step into the forest to search, but the next moment he suddenly stopped the steps he was about to take.

After hearing a belated sound of breaking the air, a dashing figure in a green shirt with a sword fell from the sky and landed in front of Mo Jun.

"Brother, please stay. ”

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