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Chapter 26: The Kingdom of the Dead

Cautiously looking around, Mordre saw thick dead leaves pushing all over the ground, and he knew that when he stepped on it, if he was unlucky, he would make a crisp cracking sound. The sound was not loud, but it would slowly echo in this sea of trees that was so silent that there was no sound of insects, and it would be firmly transmitted into the distance.

This damn sea of trees. Modre cursed a qiē here.

There was no moonlight, no starlight, and the sheer darkness of this sea of trees made him feel uncomfortable, you know, without light, no matter how good his night vision ability was, he could not see clearly, and it became useless.

To his disbelief, the grim combat environment was located in a rookie birthplace, and he didn't understand what the players were going to do at night.

Practicing life skills? Wandering through the discussion board? Relaxing in a pub?

But he guessed that at least it wouldn't be here to level up.

You know, he's a serious 800 Undead Realm player. However, even in the realm of the undead, which claims to have the harshest environment in the region, no newcomer's birthplace will look like this.

Perhaps, this is why the Orthodox Cross diocese is so far behind?

After only a moment's thought, Morred quickly stopped thinking about it, and returned to cautiously observing his surroundings.

Probably to avoid drawing attention to the movement too much, I saw him try his best to avoid the dead leaves that might be buried with the bones of living beings, his pale right hand touching the field standard war knife at his waist, and his left hand on his left chest, always maintaining the highest vigilance.

You know, this kind of vigilance of concentrating for a long time is not easy, but in this unfriendly environment for the player, he has to do it in order to ensure the success of this mission.

He, Morred, is an ordinary player, a popular blasphemer, but he is not willing to be oblivious to the crowd. He asked himself if he was familiar enough with Anno and his understanding of the game was not bad; He also has a keen sense of task, and he has encountered three or four tasks that are rare for others.

In addition to the ordinary and mundane combat operations, he has almost everything a professional gamer needs, and can even be said to be better than them.

But he still couldn't stand out in "Annook".

Looking at the four blue dots behind him, Mored knew from the beginning that if he wasn't one of the last pickers to be picked up next time, he wouldn't be the captain of a squad full of high-end players.

So for him, the task had to be successful.

If this quest is successfully completed, one of the Chosen Ones will probably be removed, and he will be the first player to be embraced for the first time.

However, although he was so cautious about everything, he was almost nitpicking, but in reality, he didn't worry too much about the failure of the mission.

After all, under the known information, Modre made an estimate early on from the strength of the players on both sides, the combat effectiveness, discipline, and equipment of the NPCs on both sides, and the estimate was an absolute victory.

Not to mention the strength of the players in the Orthodox Cross Sect, judging from the preparation of the NPCs on both sides, this battle has already been decided before it begins.

You must know that this battle was jointly planned by the barons of real power on the five borders, and the time of infiltration by the blood slaves under his command was calculated in ten years. At the same time, there were a total of thirteen night combat troops they sent, and in order to hide information, the thirteen troops only knew their part of the mission, and after the mission, only the dead could believe it.

Therefore, Mordre really did not see any possibility of failure in this mission.

Even though the NPC of their troop leader is not strong, and he is just a [baby] who has not yet made a name for himself in the blood society, he still does not think that there is a possibility of failure.

The absolute strength suppression and the right to take the lead give him this kind of self-confidence.

For those of them who also have at least two or three skills, those who are still in the spawn area are not a threat at all, and the gap between experience and skill is not close in numbers, at least for hundred-player level battles.

Therefore, the only opponents he has in his eyes are those who are likely to take on the quest from NPCs everywhere and catch up with this blitzkrieg across the sea of trees.

Of course, there may not be any of these people at all.

As for those newcomers in the place of birth, I don't know if I've seen the skills. Morred's lips were equally pale and he grinned silently.

Suddenly, a flat female voice came from behind him.

"Captain, Baron Seynat's squad ahead has encountered an unknown monster on the hunt and has asked us for help."

Morred sneered, still walking slowly, and sneered: "They are walking so fast, it turns out that they are in a hurry to return to the military town to rest, so how can we hinder them?" ”

At this time, an equally young male voice asked with confusion: "Captain, they have already begun to lose personnel, which may have an impact on the mission, such as blood, or the movement of the battle......

Before he could finish speaking, Morred interrupted him and asked rhetorically: "The reward for the task is settled according to the contribution of the task, and for a task with no suspense in the result, one less person will be rewarded, and the reward will be one point better, do you really want us to waste time to save them?" ”

"But they're paving the way for us......"

"Naive, do you really think that they are rushing ahead of us and opening the way for us? Now if they encounter an accident, it is also the consequence they deserve, no wonder, if any of you want to save them, I will not stop you, but I will not go, understand? ”

"Hmm...... I understand. ”

As the conversation progressed, the group of five fell silent again, their pace slower and slower, and their unconsciousness awakened as they approached the trees and the grass, as if they were afraid that the hunters swimming in the sea of trees would pounce on them.

Slowly, the air becomes invisible.

However, compared to the obvious changes in the team, although Morred's expression remained unchanged, he was already cautious, but his nerves were already tense like a full bow.

Maybe others don't know, but Mored, as the person who is the most likely to accept the first embrace, is a candidate in the team that knows Baron Senat quite well, and has already found out what their origin is.

In that team, there is a professional player of [Crescent Coffin].

Although it is not the main force, nor is it a first-line player, but this is the [Crescent Coffin], which is known as the strongest club in Germany, even if it is just an unknown second-tier player, after carrying the title of [Crescent Coffin], it is also the top figure among the second-tier players.

And this professional gamer, now blocked by an unknown monster, even has to ask the rest of the team for support.

You know, that's when he has four teammates around him.

As you can imagine, the strength of that monster is absolutely strong.

And this kind of high-intensity combat in the dark is not only difficult, but also quite dangerous, and the biggest problem is that it has nothing to do with mission contribution at all. Therefore, maybe he would have gone to support in the past, but after rolling in "Annogus" for more than half a month, he would not do such a completely thankless thing that was not necessarily appreciated.

However, in Mored's view, this mission has only just begun, and one of the five teams is already in crisis, which is undoubtedly a wake-up call for the rest of the teams.

As time passed, gradually, a strange atmosphere permeated the ranks.