"Mission 5 (NEW): White Ruins

The kingdom of the dead is not all dark and lightless, and if you can only see that kind of world, it means that you don't see it all.

Go to the ruins of the building and collect the undead who died in the war, and collect 10 normal undead to complete the mission.

Please note that this task is not mandatory, and if you do not select this task today, the task will disappear permanently.

The higher the strength level of the undead during their lifetime, the higher the quality of the soul and the greater the potential for growth.

The level of strength during his lifetime does not necessarily represent his soul quality.

(The quality of the soul is divided from low to high to inferior, ordinary, high, legendary, epic, disaster, and flood)

The higher the quality of the soul, the higher the probability of having intelligence, and the lower the probability of subduing the spirit.

If you choose to do this task and complete it successfully, you will double the number of points you can earn today. ”

The nature of this task is similar to that of a live mission, and it seems that the difficulty is not low.

White Ruins is not the name of a specific place, but rather the name of a battlefield in the Nightmare Realm.

The two warring sides on this battlefield can be people and people, people and aliens, aliens and aliens, among them, the battle between aliens and aliens is the fiercest, and the casualties are also the most heavy.

There are battlefields everywhere, but the more famous battlefields are only a few, after the Cloud Peak Country was destroyed by the Player Alliance, this place became the most famous battlefield, because the range is large enough, and the number of casualties is the largest.

"That means I don't need to go out to find any battlefields, just look around."

Just do it, Lin Xun, who received the task, walked out alone.

Stepping on the wind under his feet, he ran all the way, almost half of the Yunding Country, and he didn't see the so-called "undead", he also specially picked the kind of very gloomy building ruins to look for, but he just felt that his back was a little cold, and he didn't see anything else.

"It's a joke."

Back at the palace, Lin Xun's mood was a little heavy.

I can't imagine that the difficulty of this task is not in combat at all, but in this kind of place that is easily overlooked.

Come to think of it, the undead thing, if everyone can see it, then the world will not be in chaos.

After thinking about it, he called Mio and the others back.

"Can any of you see the undead?"

Needless to say, the shrimp and crab will shake their heads like rattles.

"Sovereign, I'm afraid you're asking the wrong person. We are all the lowest spirits, and it is difficult to even change human forms, how can we have the eyes of the dead. ”

The cultivation of the Eye of the Dead requires the right time and place, as well as diligent cultivation.

They hadn't even figured out the changes in their human form, so how could they possibly cultivate the "Eye of the Dead".

Lin Xun held his forehead and sighed, "You guys really have no dreams. ”

You can't have a bit of a high-level pursuit, why do you have to persistently cultivate the human form?

The Terrans are the weakest race in this world, except for the fact that they are better than you shrimp soldiers and crabs, which of the others can be stronger than you.

"Eye of the Dead, I've seen this thing in ancient books, but I can't find it......"

"Char, do you think that the words 'unavoidable' appear a bit often in your mouth?"

Lin Xun really doesn't like this young man Char more and more.

He can always know something that others don't know, but he often has to add a "can not be found" at the end, which makes people disappointed before they have time to ignite hope.

"That's true. Those who have cultivated the Eye of the Dead will often be corroded by the power of filth, and their lifespan will be greatly shortened. The owner of such eyes is usually seen as a bad omen, and those who possess the eyes of the dead are often ostracized or even killed. ”

Char said, suddenly lost in thought, as if remembering some important clue: "No, not necessarily. ”

"There is a race that is born with the ability to communicate with the undead, but only in dreams."

"So what's the use of that?"

Lin Xun felt that he was talking nonsense, he could only communicate with the undead when he was asleep, and he could catch the undead when he was asleep, besides, could he still enter other people's dreams to collect the undead?

It's not realistic at all.

"You have to ask me that...... I don't think it's useful either. ”

Char also took this into account.

How much of what you see in your dreams is real?

What's more, the people of this race are not good at communicating with people by nature, and whether they will cooperate is still a big question.

Even if they are willing to cooperate, they may not be able to find their people.

According to Char's understanding, this race has been an appendage of various great powers since ancient times, and has never had a fixed residence.

The last time I heard about them was a few decades ago, when they were still a subordinate of the Misanthropic Country, and were casually discarded in the deep mountains and old forests by the monarch of the Misanthropic Country, and their status was very low.

After a certain war, only a small number of the remaining clansmen fled overnight, and since then, they have all disguised themselves as ordinary humans, and may have already left the Nine Continents for more remote places.

"It seems that this task can only be abandoned for the time being."

"No, not necessarily!"

Char's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was so excited that he was incoherent: "You, the guy in your ring, I think I know who he is!" ”

……

A moment later, Lin Xun walked out of the space with a snow-white object and casually dropped it on the ground.

After landing, the snow-white mass began to melt, turning into a humanoid creature curled up on the ground, not much bigger than Lin Shuo.

"The last time I saw him, he was still eighteen or nineteen years old, but in a few days, he had degraded to this point."

"It's really a dream eater."

Char stared blankly at the snow-white figure on the ground, not knowing what to say.

He still remembered that his father had said that the Dream Eaters were a race that had lived in despair since birth.

Their own time is chaotic, maybe 10 years old today, 50 years old tomorrow, and their memories will become chaotic with too much sleep, which is one of the reasons why they refuse to communicate with outsiders.

No other race can understand their condition except their own people.

Maybe they shouldn't exist in this world.

"It's really impossible to communicate, if it weren't for my sharp eyes, I'm afraid I'd step on it."

Lin Xun was also helpless, where could he have imagined that this guy would be sticky on the ground like a melted rice ball when he fell asleep.

"Oh, this man ......"

Mio took a few steps back, fearing that he would be contaminated with the other's bodily fluids.

This man is about to melt, and it looks disgusting.

"I thought this was the Yeti race, but I didn't expect it to be the race that has been accompanied by nightmares all year round, and they are quite pitiful."