"It worked!"

When Charles kills the Invisible Lurkers, there is good news from Pique's Essence Lulu.

"I've been granted access to the Magic Network here!" Pikejing said triumphantly, "Guardian, you have to thank me and Leila, for changing other mages here, without ten days and a half months of research, don't think of using that little public authority to crack the magic network system of the ancient city." ”

"Do you know, but the ruins of the Van Neser civilization have this highly integrated magic network system, those ancient mages and ancient arcanists only rely on their own spiritual power to cast spells, each with a strong independence, they can grasp any spark of knowledge and inspiration, set up special research topics, and tirelessly pursue the truth day and night......"

Pikjing's words were full of respect for the ancient spellcasters, "The Nether magic civilization does not rely on the existence of the magic net of the woman in Mystra, the most typical is the floating city, the crystallization of the Nether civilization, the magic network center of every floating city, is a thing that can be called an 'intelligent mastermind', it is like a person, with self-awareness and thinking, but it has eliminated human emotions, cold, and has absolute rationality." ”

"Leila once captured an 'intelligent mastermind' for research, but in the end, that guy chose to self-destruct."

Charles was able to understand what Picker was trying to convey to him.

She is nothing more than explaining the existence of the magical network of the ancient Harundas Capital, which would be confusing for a while if it were other natives, but if it was a player. In an instant, you can understand what the 'City Magic Network' is.

"It's like a LAN café." Charles thought, "The LAN of the Nether civilization is limited to ancient Harendas. ”

"According to the goblin. Harendas's magical network system does not have an intelligent mastermind, otherwise her invasion would not have been so successful. ”

Either way, Charles breathed a sigh of relief at the moment.

Hacking Harendas's magical network, activating the city's defensive weapons, and striking the Servants may be just one of the ways to complete the 'Guardian of the Altar of Saren'. But Charles said it was also the hardest and most efficient way to do it.

"Very well, Lulu, open the defensive barrier at the Mage Guild's residence first!" Charles commanded.

"Yes. My guardian. ”

Peake grinned, like the embodiment of the intelligent core of an ancient city, swaying and walking on the common altar, with every step she took. Where the little feet step on. They all flickered with strong rune marks, and eventually these marks were connected end to end, like a golden rune snake biting its own tail, rising up in the inner ring area of the altar.

Above the altar, a fist-sized solid golden sphere rapidly expanded and expanded, and the outer membrane changed from solidification to thinness, first enveloping the entire altar. Then it quickly stretched outward, and in the blink of an eye, the building where the Mage Guild was located. All of them were surrounded.

……

Glory Alliance Team.

The wanderer 'Big Rat', the orc warrior 'Gollum', the female druid Doreen, the mage Blackrobe, and the regimental leader Malthus, these five people form an exploration team and are exploring an abandoned mage warehouse.

"Boss, no magic items found." The short wanderer, 'Big Rat, Big Mouse', galloped back and muffled.

His hair and shoulders were covered in dust and cobwebs, apparently scouting the depths of the warehouse.

"It's so easy to find." The orc touched his head.

"Change places."

Malthus glanced into the darkness deep in the warehouse, a worry hidden in his eyes.

Doreen followed him out of the warehouse and whispered, "What are your ideas?" ”

"Nope." Malthus shook his head very dryly, "We're just in contact with the branch line now, I haven't followed Charles through the plot before, I don't know what NPC he has communicated with, simply put, there is no beginning or end, and what ideas can be used to break the game." ”

"I always felt that it was too abnormal." Doreen expressed her doubts, "A branch, no matter how critical it is, it is impossible to spawn more than 20 lord monsters at once, and all of them are hero-level. What do you think, the number of players who have passed the main line of Afflasca is only 30 people in a regiment at most, the game development team is not stupid, how can a 30-person group fight against this army of demon servants? ”

"That's what I thought about, and so must the Charles."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Malthus's mouth, "In my opinion, there is a difference between passive and active guarding missions. For example, this time to protect the altar of Saren, the powerful army of demon servants is incomparable, and it is passive for us, maybe we will defend it strictly, and unexpected NPC reinforcements will appear......"

"However, a true leader will not leave the fate of himself and his team to unknown NPC reinforcements. In other words, if it is my position in Shire, I will also be active, racking my brains to do everything I can, assuming that this is a desperate situation, relying on myself and the team's struggle to win! ”

Doreen didn't seem to understand, she preferred the shortcut method to save time and trouble, since she expected that there might be reinforcements for the side mission, why bother trying to find a variable?

“…… You don't understand the romance of men. Malthus caught a glimpse of the female ticket's puzzled expression, and smiled, "What you can get with your hands is more fulfilling." Moreover, if you don't take the initiative and defend passively, are you sure that you will be able to hold out until reinforcements arrive in the frantic attacks of more than 20 hero lords? ”

"What?" Doreen muttered under her breath, not daring to respond to Malthus's rhetorical question.

A group of five people walked out of the warehouse.

"Boom"

Suddenly, a huge leg several circles larger than the temple pillars happened to stomp on the open space at the entrance of the warehouse, and the ground was paved with neat tiles, and the cracks were staggered in an instant.

Malthus and Doreen were a little confused, and the three of them, 'Big Rat, Big Mouse', Gollum, and Black Robe, were also petrified.

"Let's go!"

"Get away from the Giant-Lord-Lord-Human-Armed Giant!"

In the distance, Oster was on a tower in the mage's quarters, waving his hand and yelling at the men, and when he found that it had no effect, he gritted his teeth and took out a fine arrow from his quiver and shot it with strength. With a "ding", the arrows landed on the floor in front of Malthus, just a few centimeters away from his boots, and the pleasant sound of the arrows colliding with the hard stone floor and sparks finally made the Overseer players wake up and realize what kind of monster that huge leg belonged to!

"Get out of the way—"

"There's a lord monster coming!"

Malthus yelled, grabbed the unresponsive female druid, and rolled to the ground next to her in his arms, and the orc warriors, wanderers, and mages all made similar dodge movements - 'roll'!

Rumble. The ground shook violently, and the second giant leg of the multi-armed giant was wrapped in the wind and howled, but this leg was not aimed at the giant who was trampled by the five members of the Glory Alliance, and was more than half a body taller than the building, obviously not noticing the humble creature at the soles of his feet, his eyes were fixed on the altar in the center of the station, and with one kick he smashed the mage station's warehouse that had only been reconnoitred for half a day.

"Lord of this size......" The short wanderer Giant Rat looked up blankly, and the feeling was like looking up at the mountains, two of the arms of the multi-armed giant were pounding the snakeskin drum hanging from his chest, and the rat only felt that the blood in his body was beating to the rhythm of the drum. He covered his heart, his face pale, and the feeling that his body was about to explode reminded the wanderer that the drumming was poisonous, and that if he stayed any longer, he might be disrupted from fighting.

Next to the wanderer, the always belligerent half-orc warrior 'Gollum' swallowed hard, and in a voice so weak that only he could hear him, he said in shock: "At least half of the 30-man regiment is killed at the foot of Nima, right?" Suppressive body type. I estimate that it will be possible to mobilize a thousand-strong army to take down this hero lord at a relatively small cost of casualties. ”

"Take it? Wake up, it's dawn, don't dream. The rat had very sharp ears, and when he heard the whisper of his partner, he couldn't help but laugh in return, "We have to think about how to survive now!" What side quests, to hell with it! ”

Malthus looked up at the back of the multi-armed giant, and his will was shaken slightly.

"I still choose to believe him!" Malthus gritted his teeth, looked directly at Doreen and said seriously: "Pass the order on the team channel, everyone must insist, and would rather hang back to Evlasca than give up!" ”

"Okay......"

"I hope he lives up to the trust of you and the Glory Alliance......"

Doreen's eyes were a little resentful, as if she was savoring the male ticket's affection for another man.

Knock knock.

The multi-armed giant soon approached the common altar, and half of his body stretched out from the complex, looking down at the altar and the priest on the altar, and looked up in a rude and savage tone and laughed: "...... Haha, it's my multi-armed giant king Griff who arrived first! ”

"Pastor, my master said that you must die to atone for your sins, and only the cycle of death can gradually wash away the blood of the demon sunflower stained on your body."

"Rest in peace. Your first drop of blood will be taken by me, Griff! ”

The giant, with an enchanted spear in his hand and a tomahawk in his arm, began to gather strength, and clumps of muscle rose up, full of masculinity and wildness.

The roar caught the attention of Nodashir and the Glory Alliance.

Scattered players, in the corners of the mage's quarters, burrowing their heads out of the sewers, or standing in towers and rooftops, there is a deep sense of powerlessness in the sight.

But at this time, another clear voice spread in the underground world:

"Go back to your native plane!"

Bang.

An even stronger wave formed over the ancient capital of Harendas.

"Woohoo ......"

The building of the mage's quarters was filled with the screeching sound of electricity, the street lights were on, and soft magical lights were heard from inside the building.

Oster was standing on a tower at the moment, a stone slab suddenly sinking under his feet, and he jumped away with a scream, and the next moment his mouth opened wide.

In the black trap, there was a huge cannon weighing at least hundreds of kilograms, following the metal mechanism platform and slowly leveling the floor of the tower. Ouster's face was full of shock, looking left and right around the artillery, and he didn't find where the ammunition hole was, the whole gun was in a single piece, and the texture details were polished very carefully. The Elven Marksman then found a row of numbers carved in ancient script at the base of the gun carriage - Eleventh. (To be continued.) )

PS: Two chapters with more than 6,000 words, I don't want to divide chapters.

By the way, ask for a recommendation ticket and a monthly pass, and I will try my best to explode some more words during this time at the end of the month.