The players in the dungeons of the Eternal Realm welcomed Hoe, Sylvanas, Burning Chest Hair, Kuko Umegawa and Arthur with great enthusiasm.

As for Sherlock, Dog, Xueba, and Evelyn, the players don't have many people to talk to other than circling around them.

Because they want to know the plot first-hand, of course, they have to ask the five players who are going with them.

"What's going on, what's going on at the Winterfell meeting?"

"Wocao, we see the dragon! Wait a minute, let's go to the forum and post the picture! ”

"Why didn't the official show us a plot animation to show us! We're going to watch the plot animation too! ”

…………

Sherlock returns to the core hall with Evelyn, Xueba, and Dogdan.

When Sherlock sat on the chair, Goudan looked at the solemn expression on Sherlock's face, and couldn't help but whisper to the top student next to him:

"What are the Old Gods? It's so handsome to hear the name! ”

Xueba turned his head to look at the dog:

"It is mentioned in the textbooks of compulsory education that as a god of the old era, he once dominated the underground world and the surface world, and held both worlds in his hands, but 10,000 years ago, he was defeated by the underground world led by the superior demons and other new god forces. Didn't you go to compulsory education? ”

"The Dragon of the Abyss, the Lord of the Smears, doesn't need someone else's education!"

Dogan said.

"Let's all go out first."

Sherlock put his hands on his forehead, and his voice was low and terrifying.

Xueba saluted Sherlock, then turned and walked out.

Evelyn nervously pinched her fingers, looking at Sherlock's worried appearance, she could only turn around and go out by herself, as an incompetent succubus, she could not give Sherlock any help.

The dog made a cup of bloody chrysanthemum tea very skillfully, sighed "sigh", and then used two small short legs to move his fat body, went to Sherlock's side, put the bloody chrysanthemum tea on Sherlock's side, and then dragged a chair.

Sherlock propped his forehead, held out a hand, and said:

"Thank you."

Then caught an empty one.

"Knock, knock." Sherlock looked up and saw that Godan had moved a chair and sat next to him, holding the bloody chrysanthemum tea in his two paws, and drank it all with pleasure.

"Hah...... Sure enough, this thing is delicious, is there anything else? I'm done drinking, it's the last bit. Dogan put the teacup down, then looked at Sherlock, and asked:

"Aren't you playing that game of the undead rolling around and dodging the hammer? I'll see. ”

"Get out of the gram."

Sherlock said, pointing out the door.

……………

"Lord Sherlock doesn't seem to be happy, but I can understand that after all, things like the Old Gods were quite tricky, whether it was 10,000 years ago or in another world. I hadn't heard anyone speak of the Old Gods since I was awakened, and I thought they were dead, after all, they were sealed away one by one 10,000 years ago," Blue continued:

"If Lord Sherlock is really worried, in case the underworld can't defeat the Abyss Ancient Gods, why don't we take refuge in the Ancient Gods, players from other worlds are very compatible with the Ancient Gods, in fact, many people are fans of the Ancient Gods."

"Why should I go to those ancient gods who have been fighting the streets for thousands of years?" Sherlock looked up and sighed:

"Actually, I didn't take the things of the old gods to heart, I just ......"

"Just what? If even the Old Gods can't bother Sherlock, then what is it that makes Sherlock look so troubled? Blue asked, puzzled.

"I did the math, and suddenly I realized that I seemed to have been cheated by myself." Sherlock stretched out his hands and said seriously:

"I managed to leave a black dragon cub, but I just saw the father of the black dragon cub and left without hesitation, and suddenly came to my senses, leaving a black dragon cub doesn't seem to be good for me."

Sherlock asked:

"Can dogs mine?"

"With the dog's current stamina, I'm afraid not."

"Can he help me fight Warcraft?"

"At present, it is very difficult to beat a monitor lizard close to three digits, and if you encounter a demonic beast, you will be hammered to death in about a second."

"Can he help me earn magic stones?"

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to dismantle and sell the dog's eggs without considering it."

Sherlock slapped the table and said:

"This cub even drank up all the bloody chrysanthemum tea I didn't have in stock! According to the speed at which the dog's eggs are eating, the dungeon's current meat stock will be eaten up within three days, and I will have to spend magic stones to feed it. Aside from using him to increase the use of magic, and the kobold as a new race, I don't seem to have any actual benefits, and it seems that only those players are happy from start to finish. ”

"Why don't we sell the dog eggs, before selling, prepare some more kobold potions, tens of thousands of servings are enough." Blue proposed:

"This will also allow us to get back a little bit."

"Your proposal is good, but after a while of the dragon coming to Winterfell, who do you think would buy a black dragon cub from me?" Sherlock asked rhetorically, and he stood up, put his hands behind his back, and thought for a moment:

"Dogs have to work, the job of secretary is no longer suitable for him, he is in my lord's hall, he only fishes all day except for eating and drinking, and the most important thing is that it also disturbs me to learn from other games, if he doesn't work to reflect his value, then I might as well send him home."

Sherlock paced around the room, thinking for a moment, then returned to his computer and began typing on his keyboard.

[Temporary Patch: New Magic Skill Trainer NPC Dogegg]

"What Sherlock said makes a lot of sense, but I think we should be more concerned about the [Whispers of the Old Gods] at this time than about the dogs."

After Blue finished speaking, Sherlock thought about it and picked up the report sheet he took from the beast, and the content on it was basically the same as what the Onion City Lord said at the Dungeon City Lord meeting.

[Archaeological Discovery Document No. 85 of the Ancient Ruins: Whispers of the Ancient Gods]

"According to the latest information, because of the destruction of the dragon, the rune magic array of the No. 85 Ancient Ruins itself has been chaotic, resulting in the time and space of an unknown location being connected with the No. 85 Ancient Ruins, and the original No. 85 Ancient Ruins have become a bridge between the two.

Sadly, out of the torn plane, our veteran investigators have discovered the whispers of the Old Gods!

The most terrifying thing is that there are already believers in the ancient gods, those abyssal creatures, through the torn time and space, appeared near the ancient ruins of No. 85!

If we don't act soon, an endless stream of followers of the Old Gods will emerge from the torn plane and appear just five days away from Winterfell.

We must reclaim Ancient Ruins No. 85 and repair the torn plane! ”

"What do you think, Blue?" Sherlock asked.

"Lord Sherlock, I think this is a big crisis, we either go and lead the way for the Old Gods, or we can resist and struggle with all our might, and lead the way before we are defeated." Blue said seriously.

"It's better to lead the way, the followers of the Old Gods see our superior demons as if they were killing their fathers," Sherlock continued:

"This is a rare opportunity for us, a new big copy!"

"What a great idea, Lord Sherlock! But I'll correct you, Sherlock-sama, if you let those players participate in the battle, it should be called a scenario battle, and it would be more appropriate," Blue said with emotion.

"Whatever it is, it's just a name." Sherlock said indifferently.

"So is Lord Sherlock ready for war?"

"Of course, with so many benefits, why not go to war? Even if you are fishing, you can go up and clean up the battlefield if you have nothing to do, and you can make those players gain a lot of fun, right? You can also take the opportunity to ask for standard equipment and commissions. I've never loved the Old Gods so much as I do now. Sherlock quickly typed on the computer.

"It's time for a new version."

(py recommends the outstation Yunqi Academy's "My Big Orange is the Demon King", the heroine, pet stream?) 14w words, test the water to push me for help, and I am also a reader of this book. ）

(The second is to ask for a monthly pass recommendation ticket, but the starting point is convulsive, and the update is not prompted!) ）