The Hammer of the Blood Weeper is actually a dwarven weapon, and its earliest wieldant was a very old dwarven folk hero who used his warhammer to stop the orc invasion and defend his clan.

After the war, the original owner was assassinated by an evil organization, and the Hammer of the Bloody Weeper disappeared from the eyes of the people and became a legend. About three hundred years ago, the barbarian lord Kratos discovered a legendary warhammer wrapped in elemental soil in the gravel wastes of the Northlands.

The Barbarian Lord brought Warhammer back to his clan, and after being put to the test of weakness, weariness, and the brink of death, he was initially recognized by the legendary weapon. Later, Kratos uses the Hammer of the Blood Weepers as a tool to expand his territory and build a great barbarian empire. Sadly, after only uniting a small part of the Northlands, the Barbarian Lord died a mysterious death, and his most trusted Barbarian wizard took the corpse and the legendary Warhammer and buried them in an unknown place.

The third owner, the leader of the 'Blood Weepers' mercenary group, Ves, a human warrior with thin dwarven blood, discovered this legendary weapon in the mountains on the border between Cormier and Sambia.

Before Vis got the Hammer of the Blood Weepers, he was already the leader of a large mercenary group, and he had the strength of the pinnacle of exemplary strength. And after obtaining legendary weapons and completing a series of ancient baptisms, Weiss officially stepped into the realm of "heroes". As a result, his mercenary group was renamed 'Blood Weepers', and in just over a decade, he topped the Cormier mercenary world and became the mercenary king respected by everyone.

The great nobles wooed him.

The royal family has also given him gold, silver and jewelry countless times to make him return to his heart.

The Adventurers' Guild and the Mercenary Guild have his position as Honorary Elder.

I'm afraid no one, including the Charles, would have thought of it. This time, the commission order issued by the Cormelite royal court actually made the mercenary king go out in person.

"Dark Priests......"

Weiss clenched the metal handle in his hand slightly, his rough palm rubbing against the carved lines on the handle.

The mercenary king knows best. I don't have full control of this legendary weapon. He is now stuck in the sixth step of the baptismal ceremony, and with the old Chancellor Ronald, Vis learns that the second master of the Hammer of the Blood Weepers, the barbarian lord, had killed an evil priest and used the priest's blood to complete the sixth step of the ancient ritual.

So, know that there is a dark priest on the outskirts of Sussar. And when the priest was not yet in his temple, Vis immediately made a decision.

Of course, the reward of the royal court's commission order was not seen by the mercenary king. Vis only wants to get the Hammer of the Bloodweeping Man completely, or he'll be doomed. It is very likely that like the first and second masters, they will die strangely and gradually be forgotten.

"Boss, those Holy Arrivals are in the way...... one of the mercenaries said in a bad tone.

Vis led more than 100 of the Bloodweepers' elite through the valley forests as they searched and marched. But there are too many Cormier players who have heard the news. They came all the way, and they didn't know how many groups of players they encountered.

"Let them go......" Weiss spat out the grass in his mouth, and as soon as he began to speak, his face suddenly became solemn, "There is a big battle ahead!" ”

"Pick up the pace!"

The mercenary king took the lead in trotting, and the other members of the group followed closely.

A big war did break out in the makeshift camps.

The first group of campers were not Sha'er believers, but a large group of idle players who came to the hunt for the mission.

Two or three hundred players attack from all sides of the camp. It seemed like a huge momentum, but they hadn't been able to get past the fence of the camp. was intercepted by the Dark Knights.

"None of them are allowed in!"

The female knight Lilith took the lead, and dozens of dark knights mounted their horses and charged around the camp, leaving dozens of corpses behind and running in all directions.

The female knight who returned to the camp had a grim face and a frown on her brow.

The situation was not good, the Holy Presence was only temporarily retreating, and Lilith could detect that there were still countless peeping eyes in the forest. She was ready to ask the priest for help.

At this time, the female blood descendant lifted the curtain and walked out of the big tent, Li Lisi's eyes lit up, and she greeted her and asked, "Is the priest resting?" ”

"The priest commanded that if it were not for the time of his death, he should not be disturbed." Mahi said coldly.

"But ......"

Li Lisi looked at the tent, and then looked at the female blood who had turned to leave and walked outside the camp, and could only sigh lightly.

"Captain, the second attack is coming!" A dark knight shouted at the camp fence.

"Get on the horse—"

"Charge with me—"

Li Lisi gritted her teeth, picked up her blood-stained silver sword, turned on her horse, and continued to lead the team out of the camp.

Outside, the battle was raging, and inside the tent, Charles was sitting on a blanket, taking stock of the system's messages.

"Killed [Dark Knight] (Elite), experience +2000."

"Kill a player from a different faction, gain +300 experience, +10 faction contribution, and +1 regional reputation."

Every few minutes, a system prompt pops up.

Of course, this is not what kind of doppelganger spell Charles used, but the trickster Mahi is replacing him, mending the knife outside the camp and picking up leaks, harvesting human lives, and bringing him benefits at the same time.

NPC followers kill monsters, so that the player owner can get benefits, although the experience or something is not full, but Charles is already very satisfied.

After all, he doesn't have to do it himself, which is both trouble-free and safe. There are no vulgar people who work as magicians, and Mahi is very good, and Charles taught her these little ways on the night she returned to the imperial capital, and harvested most of the capital with Alyssa the Blight.

"Class: Civilian Lv. 10 (max) / Priest Lv. 12 (56%)......"

Even with the continuous experience credited, the upgrade progress value still does not move. Charles's heart was calm, he didn't finish the first side dishes, and tonight was still a long time.

"Boom"

Suddenly, the ground shook and Charles pricked up his ears.

It wasn't an earthquake, but there was another team of knights galloping in the distance, quite numerous, and the sound of horses' hooves was even more dull and loud in the night sky.

"Here we are......" Charles muttered to himself.

Except for large guilds, it is impossible for players to organize such a cavalry regiment. Well, there is only one other possibility, and the person who hunted him is coming. Servant of Sha'er, the Night Lady.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Cheer me up!"

The shrill voice of a female knight came from outside the tent. Li Lisi was no longer calm and calm before, and her words were a little flustered and uneasy.

Servants of the gods have always had good perceptions. Now, Li Lisi faintly felt that the valley forest in front of her seemed to have turned into a sea of fire, and the corpse that had been burned beyond recognition wafted out a pungent smell.

"It's time to act."

"If you don't go to the camp and be besieged, it will be difficult to get out."

Charles' butt left the blanket and slowly stood up. He touched his fingers to the artifact fastened to the left chest of his cloak and walked out of the tent as he recited the activation command.

Crash.

In an instant, the one who lifted the curtain and walked out of the tent was actually a dark knight with an indifferent face. He walked alone in the camp, mounted a war horse and rushed out.

The other knights thought it was a brave companion, and they all cast admiring glances at his peerless back. (To be continued......)