"The resurrected elves? The goddess of life? ”

Inside a grand temple, a tall figure in black armor and a demonic mask held a parchment letter, thoughtful.

His eyes flashed with a faint blue light, the aura on his body was incomparably deep, and the dim lights in the entire temple were faintly visible with his breathing.

Perlogne, Lord of the Lich.

He is the master of the Dark City-State Alliance, the god of darkness and shadows, Holdel, and the initiator of this war in the underworld......

"Hehe, that's an interesting piece of information."

After reading the letter in his hand, he chuckled twice, and then turned to the ten-meter-tall statue in the center of the temple.

The statue is in the form of a hunched old man dressed in black robes, holding a skeletal scepter in one hand and a heavy book in the other.

Perone, the Lich King, bowed respectfully before the temple, and then prayed in his hoarse voice:

"Praise be to my Lord! Protector of Darkness, Lord of Shadows, True Master of the Underworld - His Majesty the Great Holdel! ”

"You humble believer, Pelogne has important news to pray for you......"

With his words, a dark light gradually gathered on the statue, and a trace of terrifying and solemn power descended on the temple.

……

The underworld.

A vast area shrouded in shadows.

This is the closest place to the Endless Abyss, the Underworld is full of chaotic laws and mind-twisted monsters.

However, this place is different from the abyss of depravity, although the law is chaotic, it is full of order, presenting a strange distortion......

This is the Dark Lands, also known as the Shadow Regions, which are special areas created by the Primordial Death to solve the problem of abyssal erosion, and are also the home of the Shadow Monsters.

And in the center of this area, there is a kingdom shrouded in shadows.

A thick layer of divine power protects this place, isolating countless shadow creatures from the outside, and all shadow creatures dare not approach this place easily, and have a soul-like awe and fear for this place.

This is the kingdom of the Shadow God, the kingdom of Holdel, the god of darkness and shadows.

And at this moment, this ancient true god with medium divine power and once served as the deputy of the god of death is sitting in front of a terrifying shadow dragon, stroking the other's head like a pet, while receiving the prayers from the gods......

"Immortal elves? The goddess of life? ”

Holder's old voice brought a hint of interest.

"Hela's ......"

He muttered to himself.

After a moment of silence, Holdell patted the shadow dragon that was obediently kneeling beneath him, and his majestic voice resounded in the kingdom of God:

"Daknis, you go to the dark regions of the world of Seggs, meet a few old friends for me, and ask them if they are interested in regaining their strength......

"Now, the surface of the world of Seggs has a good chance......"

With that, the shadow dragon beneath him let out a low, obedient roar, and then left his seat, flapping its bat's wings around the black smoke, and leaving the kingdom of God.

After the Shadow Dragon left, Holdell took out a scroll made of animal skin from his bosom and gently tore it apart:

"Your Majesty, I can accept your offer of alliance."

"But...... Until then, I hope to be able to see more sincerity from you. ”

"Of course, I think there are some things you'd be happy to do......"

……

The underworld.

It's been a month since the Battle of Blade City, but the war continues here.

However, the siege battles that were as intense as the original Blade City were gone.

Both sides of the war enter into a fantastic standoff, seemingly awaiting a better opportunity.

Although the dark armies of the besieging city of Shanatar have not yet retreated, the inhabitants of the secluded city-state have become familiar with this eerie atmosphere.

The same goes for the players.

There aren't many players left active on the walls, and it's only when the Dark Army routinely sends out small forces of the undead to attack the city that people gather.

Most of the time, everyone's attention is focused on doing business, exploring the surrounding area, and cleaning up some of the shadow monsters that the Dark Alliance's side has deliberately dropped outside the city, or some other powerful underground monsters.

Outside the Blade City, thirty kilometers to the southeast.

Here, the straight-line distance from the location of the surface world tree is close to five hundred kilometers, which is almost the limit of the player's activity area.

And five elves in different costumes were standing in front of a huge demonic beast that had fallen to the ground, chatting with great interest while dividing the corpse.

"Whew...... Finally full level again.,I didn't expect the monsters in the underground to be so rough and thick-skinned.,But they're all good materials.。 ”

The tank warrior "Optimist" stood in front of the crocodile-shaped monster and said beautifully as he wiped his broadsword.

"Phew! If it weren't for the fact that you guys didn't pay attention to the resurrection coins when they were fighting defensive battles, would we be here to help you level up together? Be sure to keep enough Resurrection Coins for emergency use in the future! ”

It was the gourd that spoke.

He glared at the optimist in disgust, crouching on the ground and slicing the corpse.

"Don't worry, I've saved a lot in the past few days."

The optimist replied.

This is the battle squad of the lunch box.

After the defense of the Blade City, they did not return to the surface to continue exploring the western part of the Elven Forest for the first time, but hunted the monsters in the underground world.

The reasons for this...... It's a taunt warrior in the original team.,The player with the ID of the Optimist faction played too much when he was fighting.,Didn't pay attention to his lack of resurrection coins.,As a result, after death, because of the lack of 7 resurrection coins.,7 levels in a row.。

So, after the big battle, several members of the team discussed it and decided to accompany him to kill monsters in the underground world again and retrain the level back.

Anyway, everyone is the Liver Emperor, and they have already reached the full level, so they don't care about accompanying their teammates.

I've been playing together for so long.,It's all old comrades.,Except for the captain's lunch.,Everyone has met many times under the line.,Whether it's in the game or outside the game.,They've all become friends.,Naturally, one side is in trouble.,Support from all sides.。

Of course, curiosity about the surroundings of Blade City is also one of the reasons.

And today, the optimist faction has finally been promoted to level 40 again, and after the last fight, the group plans to return to the ground and continue the exploration that was not completed before.

"Hurry up and put away the essence materials, let's go back to the ground, I miss Miss Nightingale's breakfast a little."

The elven mage, ID "I am invincible", while helping the gourd divide the demonic beast, while squeezing his eyebrows at the box lunch:

"You're right, Captain?"

Lunch box:......

"Do your job."

He kicked the other man's ass and kicked the other party into the wound of the monster, burying a bloody face......

I'm invincible :......

"Hahahaha......"

Looking at the elven mage's bewildered expression, the other players laughed.

After laughing for a while, the gourd seemed to remember something and said:

"Speaking of which, I've heard Xian Meow Ju say, it seems that several guilds are planning to take advantage of the October 1st holiday to have a large-scale offline noodle event in the demon capital of "Elf Country", Goo, Tomato, Muge, Dema, and the Autobots' deformed Ji Gang, they all go. Are you going? ”

I was invincible and stunned, and then touched my chin:

"You can think about it, anyway, I don't have anything important to do on October 1."

Druid "Chopin" shook his head:

"I'll forget it, the demons are too far away from our house, but I can video with you when the time comes."

"That's a pity, this time the host Xiao Xianmeow said that it was okay to eat and live, of course...... Limited to the high play of our cute committee. ”

The gourd shook his head and sighed.

"! Local tyrants...... Even if it's a high game, it costs a lot of money, right? ”

Optimist's eyes widened.

"It looks like her own hotel."

“……”

"Poverty limits my imagination."

“+1”

“+2”

……

"Where's the captain? Captain, aren't you going? ”

After asking around, Hulu looked at the lunch box again.

Benben shook his head.

Seeing the lunch box shake his head, the gourd was a little disappointed:

"Hey...... Captain, I still want to take a photo with you...... As a result, every time you don't come, it's a shame. ”

Chopin chimed in:

"That's it, if you go to the boxed lunch, my house will go no matter how far away."

The lunch box still shook its head.

"Yes, I'm afraid our captain is definitely a super social terror in reality."

I'm invincible.

The lunch box remained silent.

Seeing that his captain was determined not to go, others stopped forcing it.

A few people chatted word by word, and soon moved on to other topics, from "Elf Country" to other games, and from games to reality, and then from reality to talk about various jokes.

For a while, they chatted happily.

But just as the players were chatting happily, they suddenly ...... The bento standing on the outermost side frowned slightly.

I saw that he suddenly made a silent gesture, and then said in a low voice:

"Quiet ......"

The other four players subconsciously stopped talking, and then looked at the lunch box warily while touching their weapons.

As a hunter, the perception of the lunch box is the highest in the team.

The lunch box looked in a certain direction in the distance, and his expression gradually became serious:

"Yes...... Something, here. ”