"We want to unite!"

In the depths of the Godfall Plateau, in the rotten underground caverns, the Lich Madara convened the "First Congress of the Evil Forces of the Godfall Plateau" to discuss the current sinister situation.

The meeting was attended by long-time acquaintances, necromancers who believed in the Pale Lord like him, apothecaries who believed in the Plague Goddess, spirit-suckers who believed in the god of strife and the Mind Flayer, vicious priests who believed in the goddess of abuse, mad killers who believed in the Bloody Lady, and demonic sorcerers and arcanists who believed only in themselves.

Most people have been hiding here since the Misty Swamp Age, and after becoming the Divine Fall Plateau, everyone has developed a lot of power.

For example, the sixth-level lich Mardara, who occupied a fortress city sunk underground, trained hundreds of apprentices, created more than twenty hero-level zombie lords, undead knights, and bone mages, and owned a sixth-level bone dragon. As for the average skeleton soldier, skeleton mage, zombie or something, the materials he has are enough to pull out an army of 100,000 undead. This made him faintly the head of the "underworld forces" in this area.

Although the meeting he convened today did not include all the underworld forces in the northern part of the Divine Fall Plateau, more than one-third of the leaders of the most powerful forces were here.

Usually, these people would not meet easily, and even rarely contacted. But the current situation is different, and gathering everyone together is not only good for communication, but also for determining everyone's true position through attendance or not.

"You've read Duke Prell's notice, haven't you?

Madara vigorously agitated: "When he built the city of Beta, we did not speak. When the war broke out between him and Prince Belino, we didn't speak. When he had a conflict with the paladin, we didn't speak. Now, he has pointed the finger at us, brutally trampled on our dignity, and if we don't unite again, we won't have a chance to speak again!"

"Madara, I just happened to be passing through here and was curious to join in the fun", the sixth-level demon warlock, a short halfling said in a mouse-like high-pitched voice, "You actually expect the followers of gods such as the Pale Lord, the Plague Lady, the Goddess of Abuse, and the Blood Lady, as well as sorcerers like Psicouckers, Arcanists, and me to join forces against an enemy, was your brain eaten by McNd and now stuffed with bird feathers?"

In the corner, a shadow purred indistinctly, and it was McEnder, a spirit-sucking monster dedicated to thrifting communities on the Godfall Plateau, whose deep voice echoed in everyone's hearts: "Liches have no brains. ”

"I'm making an analogy!

The halfling man was a little annoyed, which made him speak in a louder tone: "What is Duke Prell, just a mortal! What kind of thing is he doing on the Divine Fall Plateau, and he can still hinder us? Even the war between the loyal Divine Court and the Alliance of Order will not affect us, we are powerful beings overlooking all beings!"

He waved his staff, and the shadow behind him suddenly swelled, covering the wall dozens of meters high, and a strange murmur came faintly from the depths of the ground.

The halfling sneered: "Angered me Munch, and directly summoned the Great Demon to destroy his Beta City! I heard that Cheyenne is gone, who else can deal with me in the Divine Fall Plateau?"

The high priestess who abused the goddess hoarsely said, "Munch, you wander around alone, and you can't feel the horror of Duke Prell at all!"

"Yes, he's strong!"

Madara is not shy about judging his opponents positively: "He has an army of all transcendents, and his soldiers are equipped with very sophisticated magical weapons. Duke Prell is the Minister of Magical Technology of the Order League, and he invented the new magic cannon used by Queen Theresia. There are a lot of magic cannons in his army that can destroy protective enchantments, and each one is equivalent to a high-level mage!"

"Prince Belino and the Paladins loyal to the Divine Court have been driven away by him, and the paladins of Cheyendia have also been subdued by him, and even if we join forces and fight him head-on, we may not be able to win. ”

The Bloody Lady's index finger (the title of the High Priest in the Bloody Church) is a half-elf woman with red lips and a pointed, white jaw under her hood.

She said in a cold voice, "Then why fight him head-on, as long as he is not a legend, there are no mortals who cannot be solved by our bloody hands." ”

"Don't forget, he's still a Pope, the Pope of the Crimson Lady", Madara's words made the hood of the bloody index finger shake and didn't continue.

Farrell, a sixth-level arcanist, said, "Isn't Lady Crimson a resurgent Eros? Eros is not much great when he is at his strongest, and is similar to Lady Joy, how powerful can his Pope be?"

The High Priestess of the Mistreating Goddess continued to pull the bellows in his voice: "Very powerful, he is the first god to have a paladin outside of Dragon. ”

"Strictly speaking, it's not the first, the paladins of Kem are actually paladins," Madara sighed, "According to the information I received, the Duke of Prell converted many of the Ronnd paladins after he purified the corrupted artifact in Cheyendia and became a paladin. ”

Bloody Index Finger muttered, "The Good God Sect and the Holy Warrior are indeed the natural enemies of our people, and we may not have a chance to get close to him." ”

"Approaching him, thinking beautifully! hissed ......"

Another woman in a robe and hood spat out her long serpentine tongue from under her hood and said, "There are at least four holy women in his church, one of them is like a Son of Murder, the destructive power is very terrifying, I believe that no one here can stop her from striking a head-on blow." ”

"The other three, one is good at stealth, one is good at ice and snow magic, and the other is called Aurora, that's right, Aurora Behemia who plays Queen Elizabeth and Princess Freya. She hadn't seen how strange her abilities were, but she was the woman that all men on the continent longed for, and if she could skin her and put it on me, she hissed......"

Madara sneered, "Then you will die! God knows how many people will seek revenge on you." ”

The long-tongued woman was supposed to be a snake blood warlock, and said curtly, "It's not a matter of money to fantasize about it." ”

The halfling warlock Munch spread his hands and said: "You can't win a head-on confrontation, and you can't be sure if you do it secretly, so what are you doing together?"

"Plague!"

The High Priestess of the Plague Lady chanted and said, "The plague can solve the problem perfectly and quietly!

"I've seen several Plague Priests who gassed themselves without knowing where the wind was blowing, and I can't think of any way to get their hands on the Protective Barrier without being detected. ”

The bloody index finger passed on the contempt he had suffered to the high priest of the plague: "What is even more ridiculous is that you still expect to use the plague against Prel? ”

The half-body man said angrily: "Then what are you doing here!?

"Communication produces inspiration", the spirit absorbs the monster and speaks in the bottom of everyone's hearts.

"You, a guy who only knows how to eat brains and host human bodies, are the least qualified to say this!"

The halfling said: "My time is limited, if it is to collide with you and the sky for inspiration, I will not accompany you!"

The High Priest said, "Do you think that the Godfall Plateau is still the former land of lawlessness, and you are free to do what you want?"

Her words were full of hatred: "You don't understand what is terrible about Duke Prell, the legion, the Pope, the paladin, this is just the superficial thing, his scheming, his means of agitating people are the most terrifying." ”

Madara chimed in, "Munch, even if you've been circling the underworld, you're going to have a steady stream of trouble. ”

The halfling froze, and his tone finally became a little solemn: "What kind of trouble have you encountered?"

"That's not a problem, it's a nightmare......"

The abusive high priest said: "Although our original temple is secret, it is inevitable that some traces will be revealed during our activities, and we will also have dealings with many adventurers. After Duke Prell issued a notice to crack down on gangsters, our church leaders also held an emergency meeting to discuss whether to change places, but I didn't expect the adventurers of the brigade to come in!"

She covered her hood and said with a look of embarrassment: "It's only been three hours since the announcement was issued, and the adventurers who came to clean up us are all former acquaintances......"

The halfling man was surprised and said, "Aren't there hundreds of you?"

"There are thousands of adventurers coming back and forth! The purpose of each team is to grab one or two of us, and they grab one and run, laughing and saying fifty, a hundred, or something. Once someone is injured, they will quickly retreat far away, in short, they will never fight with us. ”

As he spoke, the high priest's shoulders swelled: "They come in turns, in all directions, and all the time, just because our temple is only half a day's journey from Beta!

The halfling man was still puzzled: "Your church doesn't talk about unity and fraternity, why can't you and the higher-ups run away by yourself, how can you be so embarrassed?"

Madara sighed, "Say it, it's better to say it." ”

The High Priest choked up, "Of course we ran, but this is just the beginning. When we had changed places, and had just taken a breath, the adventurers came again! We made up our minds to gather together and prepare to sacrifice ourselves to our lord. Hundreds of adventurers surrounded us, pulling our people out with forbidden ropes and all sorts of means, and at that moment I felt like I was completely the prey of falling into the wolf's den. ”

"Finally, a brother's sacrifice was successful, which caused a turbulence of divine power, and we escaped again. ”

"The next thing is to repeat it again and again. Wherever we went, there were always damn adventurers who spotted us! As we later learned, they had divided the land into grids, each of which had stealth professionals patrolling and sending messages. God knows why their news came so quickly, and as soon as they were discovered, nearby adventurers rushed over!"

"In this way, we peeled off layer by layer as if we were peeling an onion. It wasn't until I ran into a deep deserted valley that there were only a few people left around me, and there were fewer adventurers to follow. ”

"In the past ten days, I haven't slept for even half an hour, and now I feel how beautiful a quiet day is. ”

The clergy who abused the goddess were not as inhuman as the undead, warlocks, and spirit-sucking monsters, but they were tough-willed perverts after all. But under Duke Prell's "anti-crime crackdown", he was tortured to the point of crying, and even his faith began to waver, which made other people's hearts chill.

The halfling man scratched his head: "Is the Duke of Prull specifically targeting the abuse of the church?

"No," said Madara, "the adventurers are dealing with other people, including me, while cleaning up and abusing the church. ”

"And the adventurer acted very ...... Cunning, they have a clear division of labor, some are specifically responsible for finding the location of the nest of the undead, and some are in-depth reconnaissance to find out the specific situation. ”

"Low-level adventurers kill low-level undead on the periphery, and high-level adventurers hunt high-level undead. Once, I couldn't take it anymore and went to a besieged lair to deal with them, and as soon as I had beaten away a few teams of adventurers, a magician opened an emergency portal to summon a large group of high-level paladins and even a crimson cleric, and although I retreated in time, my body was still damaged. ”

"I have never been able to understand why the news is passed between adventurers so quickly, and why their division of labor is so clear, and the tens of thousands of adventurers in the entire Godfall Plateau are organized in an orderly manner. Later, a group of adventurers went deep into my fortress, probably too greedy to send a message to the outside world, and I caught and interrogated them, and only then did I understand the reason. ”

The Lich projected an image in mid-air, a somewhat oddly shaped bracer.

"It's their communication tool, they can send text messages, and sometimes they can send images directly to their eyes. The news was summarized in Beta City, analyzed by the 'Anti-Crime and Strike Hard Office', and then sent to all adventurers wearing such tools in the nearby area. ”

The halfling took a cool breath: "Duke Prell really organized all the adventurers on the Divine Fall Plateau?

The Spirit Sucker whispered in people's hearts: "Safety missions, risk points, ...... benefits"

"Yes, that's the most important thing, the tools are secondary," Mardala continued, "The Duke of Prell has issued a security mission through the Adventurers' Guild, and the list is extremely exhaustive. Beings of my level and those of you who are marked as 'elite' or 'boshi' on the list can earn hundreds of points just by reporting traces. ”

The projection screen changed, and a form appeared, on which more than a dozen pieces of information were listed, and if you looked closely, it turned out to be a task list. There are also different color differentiations.

White, Collect Undead Bone Fragments, 30/50......

Green, kill the Skeleton Samurai, 2/10

Green, kill the Necromage, 1/5

Blue, kill the zombie lord, 1/3......

Blue, Kill the Death Knight, 0/1......

Purple, Explore the Lich's Lair, 1/1......

Looking at this list, the leaders of the underworld forces in the cave were shocked, and at the same time, they felt powerless that they had been carried onto the chessboard of fate by an invisible force.

Madara's tone became extremely painful: "Why do adventurers have a clear division of labor and accept what they see? Because there is no one to assign tasks to them, they choose their own tasks according to their strengths and abilities. Some of my undead nests are relatively close to the adventurers' settlements, and the trainees and even civilians in the settlements will receive the safety task of fighting low-level undead! Each civilian fights a few every day, and no matter how many undead there are, they can't bear it, and several nests are just eaten up alive!"

"I ate words like this out of the adventurer's head, logging, brushing, and ......"

The Spirit Sucker continued to whisper: "What Duke Prell said, the vast sea of the people's war, is a very strange word. ”

"Adventurers, wealth, resources", the high priest of abuse nervously chuckled: "This is the real terrible thing about Duke Prell, he has organized adventurers with wealth and resources, and our enemies are all the adventurers on the Godfall Plateau who want to earn points! How many of them are there? 50,000 to 100,000 Far more than that! Soon more adventurers will come from other parts of the continent!"

Her hood shook violently: "We're going to be done!

"Calm, calm," Madara comforted, "that you can still come here, it means that you still have a little fighting spirit." ”

His tone became uplifting: "As long as we unite and let Duke Prell realize our strength, he will understand that the Divine Fall Plateau cannot be his territory alone!"

"Yes!"

Arcanist Farrell also shouted: "Kill those adventurers who are driven by greed, let them come to their senses, and Duke Prell's plot will be broken!"

"Huh...... Hehe......"

The laughter of the abusive High Priest was even more eerie: "Unity, your bounties add up to millions of points." ”

Madara and the others were stunned, and at this time, the top of the cave shook suddenly, and dust and rubble were scattered one after another.