"Damn, it's against the sky, it's against the sky, that guy called the end of the night, he can summon monsters to help, a fierce one, a chicken feather fight. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Isn't it, you two regiments have also missed together?"

"You don't know, how fierce the werewolves summoned by that kid are, except for MT, all the other knives are almost the same as the lord, we are two regiments, and we are hairy!"

"Summon a monster worthy of a lord? Damn, how is this possible, I went to the official website to write a report letter, which makes us how to play. ”

"Report a wave, grass!"

"Must be reported!"

Back at the Storm Stronghold, Jean spoke to his people about the situation and then strengthened his defenses.

On the way back for Yang Sheng and Jean, they also met some scattered Crusader Guild players, but when these people saw Yang Sheng, they didn't dare to make a move, and they ran away one by one as if they were fleeing for their lives.

After Yang Sheng finished the task, he fell into deep thought, and he had to think of a solution.

"Hello." Yang Sheng bowed to the werewolf old man in front of him, this old man was the NPC who issued the prestige mission.

"Hello, adventurer." The old werewolf replied.

"That's right, today Jean and I were patrolling near the Storm Stronghold, and we were besieged by a large number of human players, and Jean was injured and almost killed, so I hope you don't issue any more quests to players, otherwise, I'm afraid that a large number of players will enter the stronghold and try to occupy it." Yang Sheng is serious nonsense.

Let the NPC stop posting the quest, and I don't know if it can succeed, if it succeeds, I think the face of the Grim Reaper guy will be quite exciting.

"What? This is happening, but I can't decide whether or not to stop posting tasks, and I have to consult the prophet here. The old werewolf man's face was solemn.

"Adventurer, thank you very much for the news, I'll go and ask the Prophet for advice now."

"As soon as possible, please." Yang Sheng has no waves on the surface, but he is not happy in his heart, if he can stop releasing tasks, even Yang Sheng will not be able to do tasks, and it is impossible for the Grim Reaper to catch up with him, after all, the prestige difference between the two is really big.

About half an hour later, the old werewolf came out.

"I have permission from the Prophet that I will not post any more tasks from today." The old werewolf said.

Of course, from now on, Yang Sheng will not be able to receive the task, and Yang Sheng is also a little regretful about this.

"But the prophet explained that if you are a friend, you can still hand in the quest items and come to me to exchange for prestige." Just when Yang Sheng regretted it, the words of the old werewolf pulled Yang Sheng back.

"Really...... Thank you for believing in me. Yang Sheng wiped away a handful of tears, he was really moved.

Outside the stronghold, there were a large number of Crusader Guild players, a full four regiments, one or two hundred people, who were discussing how to kill Yang Sheng.

"I think it's better for MT to contain that werewolf first, and then quickly kill the thief called Night's End, as long as he dies, that werewolf will naturally disappear."

"No, before he leaves the stronghold, he must summon that werewolf first, and then sneak himself, how can we catch it?"

"Let the hunter place the lighting seamlessly, I still don't believe it, he can go against the sky."

At this time, the Grim Reaper finished killing the monster needed for the mission and walked over.

"What are you all doing here!" Death asked.

"Brother Death, it's like this, that guy called Night End, has a skill to summon werewolves, that summoning beast is extremely powerful, we are discussing, how to kill him." One of the regimental commanders explained to the Grim Reaper.

"Summon werewolves?" The Grim Reaper frowned, he didn't remember that Yang Sheng had such a skill, could it be that when this guy fought with him, he still had a back hand?

Or an NPC in a colony? Death suddenly thought of this possibility, and his eyes widened suddenly.

"Probably not, I've tried, NPCs won't go out with you except for issuing quests." Death secretly speculated, but he thought of this guy called the end of the night, and there was a little mystery all over his body, and he couldn't help but show worry.

"Wait here for me to come out." The Grim Reaper gave an explanation, and then entered the stronghold.

The prestige of the Grim Reaper has just reached reverence, and there will be no hindrance to entering the stronghold.

When the Grim Reaper was about to hand in the task, the NPC's words made him completely stunned.

"What? Can't turn in a task? The Grim Reaper glanced at his mission, and sure enough, he found that the mission was gone, and he couldn't find it.

"Hello, I would like to ask, why can't I post the task." Death frowned, he was in a hurry.

"Adventurer, this is the decision of our prophet, and I have no right to interfere." The old werewolf shook his head.

The Grim Reaper suddenly had a feeling of discouragement, he had done the task for so long, and he had finally brushed his prestige to reverence, but the mission was gone?

"Werewolves? Could it be that the werewolves those guys are talking about are really NPCs here? The Grim Reaper left the stronghold, and galloped to the gathering point of the Crusaders.

"You guys give me the video you just had." Death said lightly.

"Uh, this, we didn't open the video ......"

"None of them are open? I repeat, give me the video. The god of death roared, and his body began to exude murderous aura, and the fingers holding the dagger unconsciously intensified.

"Quick, look for it, and if you have opened the video, hurry up and send the video." Several regiment commanders, feeling that something was wrong, gave orders to their respective teams one after another.

A few minutes later, someone found the video.

"Commander, I opened the video before." A thief transmitted the video to the past.

After receiving the video, the Grim Reaper stared at the werewolf, and after a while, his heart gradually sank, what kind of summon is this, this cliff is an NPC in the stronghold, because of the reason that he often goes in and out of the stronghold, the Grim Reaper has seen this werewolf NPC called Cangye Zhiyu - Jean.

"Shit, you bunch of shit! Rubbish! Rubbish! Death roared, anger spurted in his eyes, and the dagger in his hand stabbed fiercely at a mage next to him, and with a snort, the mage's neck was pierced by the dagger.

The Grim Reaper struck another blow, using boning, and the mage's blood splattered and fell heavily.

Phantom step, back strike, piercing, Death kills one person in seconds again.

Shadow Attack, Death Kill! Death kills one more.

When the rest of the people saw this, they immediately scattered and fled, they did not dare to fight back, and they did not want to die.

Soon, the Grim Reaper had already killed more than a dozen players, and his name was bright red as blood.

Looking at the corpses in one place and the guild players who had already fled, his sanity was a little clearer.

He was wondering how to get it back.

"There is no task, just by killing monsters, it will take at least half a year to reach worship." Death calculated, and his heart sank again.

For half a year, the daylilies were cold, oh no, they were rancid.

Or...... When the werewolf recaptures the main city, I'll go again, at that time, there must be a mission, and since the NPC no longer issues tasks, then the night will definitely not be able to do the task, and he still can't compare to me. When the god of death analyzed this, his heart was a little calm.