The regional mission ended unexpectedly.

The Ogre Lieutenant was finally slashed by the Aboriginal Heroes, and none of the players present had gained experience by piling up damage, and as for the drops, don't even think about it.

The remaining 2 ogre non-commissioned officers also died in the chaos. Now that the mission is over, looking back, Charles is shocked to find that the real effective time of this sudden area mission is only about 1 hour. He and Leng Yue were the first to arrive at the scene, but it was still the Ogre Sergeant's killing that they firmly sat in the first place on the mission contribution list.

The centaur forces cleaned up the battlefield, while the dwarven leader Barende and the elven captain were busy reorganizing the scattered caravan. Two hours later, thanks to the addition of the centaur allies, the caravan continued northward.

The top 10 teams in the previous regional mission contribution list were qualified to participate in the follow-up plot and were personally invited to join the team by the elf captain Seymour. Especially for Charles and Leng Yue, the male elf shooter even changed his indifferent attitude towards other players, and asked the two of them to accompany him.

"It seems that there is no need to sneak into the Secret Lake Valley by taking a detour through an unknown mountain road."

"Follow the caravan, you can enter in the light!"

Riding a large wolf, Charles mingles with the centaur warriors, enjoying a variety of stares.

The first is the player's gaze.

For the two people on the back of the wolf, they are completely convinced, who let these two people kill an ogre non-commissioned officer, that is a dignified model monster, under normal circumstances, the team will be in vain.

The second is the gaze of a bunch of NPCs. The ordinary people in the caravan were undoubtedly respected and in awe, as for the professions of all races, including the centaurs around them. Curiosity and suspicion are the majority. A professional who can slay exemplary wilderness monsters. No matter what ethnic group you are in. can be called a strong one.

"Well, you said the two of them killed the Skull-Crushing Ogre Sergeant?"

Listening to the words of the dwarf leader Barend, the leader of the centaurs, Danche, looked at the warriors and priests on the back of the wolf in surprise, nodded with a serious face, and said, "It's good to bring more Holy Presences, there are too many wounded in the team, and the speed can't be fast, we have to camp outside the barrier of the Secret Lake Valley tonight!" ”

"You see, these skull-crushing ogres. Why did they intercept the caravan halfway, they seem to know the path of the caravan and have been waiting for a long time......" The mount under the dwarven leader's crotch was a ferocious hound, he hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Hmph, who else could it be?" The Centaur leader sneered, "Which organization do you think is coveting the fertile land of the Secret Lake Valley, and the secrets inside?" ”

"Before the turbulent times, Baal, the god of killing, Mara, the god of hunting, and Talos, the god of storms. The eclytic organizations of these gods were all plotting for sovereignty over the Lunar Shadow Island, but they were defeated by the queen of the Fluff people. What now. Barr is dead, and the heirs are a mystery. Mara's forces on the island have also been wiped out, leaving only a group of sailors and pirates who worship the god of storms, who are destroying the peace of the island. ”

The centaur leader looked at the vast wilderness in front of him, his black eyes calm, and said, "But those scattered pirates don't have to worry. Balende, if you think about it, in the turbulent times, it is no secret that the evil new god has risen rapidly, and it is no secret that he allied himself with ogres in the church of the main physical realm. ”

"Black Sun?" The centaur leader almost directly called out the god's name, how could Barend not understand. The dwarven leader's face changed, and he said, "Damn, it's that guy, his church is plotting against the Secret Lake Valley?!" ”

The dwarve's words were filled with anger and jealousy.

Who doesn't know that Black Sun is a complete madman, and he is simply a typical representative of the [Chaos and Evil] camp.

And the Church of the Black Sun, naturally adhering to the doctrine of the gods, has always been solipsistic, and where the believers appear, it means that there will be conflicts and strife in the ground under their feet.

If it was the church of the Prince of Lies, Shirek, who had his sights on the Valley of the Secret Lake, Barend felt that it couldn't be worse, and who knew what conspiracy was behind it.

"You're scared, Barronde." The centaur leader glanced at the dwarf.

"No, I'm just worried about ......"

"Worried about what? Totally unnecessary! The centaur leader squinted slightly at the sun in the sky, raised the spear in his hand as he marched, and said, "The Black Sun has no god allies, only enemies. Those wilderness monsters are just monsters after all. The elves, elves, and centaurs of the Valley of the Secret Lake, as well as the nature-loving druids of all races, will be the sworn enemies of the Black Sun Church! ”

"I don't know what they're trying to hide the Lake Valley for, but the vast magical enchantment will protect everything in the valley."

Hearing this, the dwarven leader Barende shook his head and cast a helpless look at the centaur leader.

The afternoon sun shines on the centaurs' bronzed skin, adding to the masculine beauty, while also clearly depicting the centaur leader's face with a strong sense of confidence.

In the evening, the team camped in a small col that was difficult to defend.

It's a short distance from the Secret Lake Valley, where the sun sets over the horizon, the mountains in the distance show off in the glorious sunset, the verdant weeds thinning out at the soles of your feet, and the ground is covered in gravel and dirt.

None of the 10 player teams are able to intervene to help in the camp, and the Centaur Warriors are in charge of patrolling. The players were idle for a while, some chose to go offline to rest and breathe, and some got into their tents, not knowing what to do inside.

Charles and Leng Yue were each setting up their own tents, but they were unexpectedly interrupted by the 'Ice City' group.

'Ice City Shura' took the other 5 people, stood in their camp and looked left and right, and only after a while did he wonder: "There is no special treatment......

"What kind of treatment can I have?" Charles laughed, "The caravan has lost a lot of logistics in the chaotic battle, and the soldiers' dinner is a problem tonight, where is there time to care about us?" Not to mention the large number of injured people who need to be cared for. ”

No, as soon as Charles finished speaking, a female elven archer rushed to him, gasping in front of him, "Pastor Charles, Lord Barende and Captain Seymour, please move to the central camp. ”

"Okay." Charles bowed his head, anticipating the mission he was going to. He looked at Leng Yue and the 'Ice City Shura', and could only shrug his shoulders and say, "Settle the grievances between you yourself." ”

"By the way, if you can, please sell me a thin noodle, after you defeat, don't hack him to death now, he is still a little useful." But Xia Er suddenly turned to the 'Ice City Shura' and made a request, causing everyone present to look at each other.

"Hey, are you my teammate?!" Leng Yue glared at the priest even more, "You have personally experienced the power of the Alalong Fighter Sect, so you have some confidence in me!" ”

"Rank."

"There are no human rights at the lower level."

Charles only left Leng Yue with a resentful back.

Looking at the team list, the priest has become a level number of lv18, and then looking at his own lv13, Leng Yue suddenly felt that this teammate's words seemed to have some sense. (To be continued.) )

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