Nezumi are strange creatures that appear in most fantasy stories.

Generally described as an upright creature, they are magnified in the form of large rats, tend to live in dark corners, peer into the sunlight with vicious eyes, and have a greedy belly and a gluttonous appetite.

They usually appear as villains, but unfortunately, in this land of psionic powers, the rat people seem to have inherited their "fine traditions".

Murphy didn't know if the humanoid creature in front of him resembled a big rat was a "specialty" of the Dark Mountains, but he knew that it was basically impossible for him to get an exact reply from other people, because there were too many creatures of all kinds in the Dark Mountains!

Even the Blood Alliance Knights, who were constantly patrolling there, could hardly say that they had all the information about all the creatures in the Dark Mountains region.

This mysterious area is full of strange terrain and has been almost closed for the past thousand years, coupled with the presence of filthy psionic energy, it is understandable what kind of creatures appear in it.

However, the mess of other races is one thing, and the nezumi are another concept.

"They come out from all directions, and they only seem to be afraid of the sun when they move at night, but as the fog of war spreads and it is difficult for outside light to shine in, these rats begin to swagger and attack us along the tunnels at dusk."

Bloody Captain Barbro walked up to Murphy with half a bottle of wine, and the wild middle-aged vampire commented in a tone of extreme disgust:

"I used to think that the Wave Fishmen of the sea were the most disgusting thing in the world, but it turns out that you land-based people are not having an easy time, and if all these things you have resisted all these years, then even I, a pirate, will pray for your poor souls.

These bastards

They eat everything!

Several of my crew members were dragged into the ground by them and gnawed alive for days. What a nightmare. ”

"So they're dead?"

Murphy asked.

Captain Bloody shrugged his shoulders, took a sip of his wine, and said in a ghost-telling tone:

"It's not dead, we dragged it back, but that's the worst part of the story.

They survived but they went crazy, I'm sure they were scared crazy, can you imagine? The most vicious vampire villain in the Misty Seas, a bastard who makes murder and looting commonplace, can be scared mad by a swarm of rats walking upright.

But think about it, if the two of you were dragged into the gutter underground, bitten by thousands of rats every day, it would be a blessing to die in that situation, but who made us vampires?

A simple bite won't kill us.

Unfortunately, that doesn't mean a good thing, I saw one of the guys who was rescued last night skinning himself alive."

"Can you please not describe such uncomfortable details?"

Earl Baishan frowned and retorted:

"Let's talk about these rat people!

I can tell you for sure that there is no information about them in the records of the Thorn Clan, at least none of the nightkin we have stationed in the Dark Mountains, otherwise there would be no record of them in the clan. ”

"Look, there's a cutie who's scared of ghost stories."

Babrohaha laughed and sneered:

"You must not tell the other old fur seals that you are afraid of this, or those bastards will surely throw rats at your bed at night, and you will be bullied on board with fine skin and tender flesh.

Okay, okay, get down to business.

About these rats!

I'm sure they were seduced by the Twilight cultists, as I remember very well that they didn't show up on the first day, but as the fog of war was released to a certain extent, they took advantage of the night to launch a wave of attacks on us.

Less than a day after that damn mummy thief screamed and ran away, they appeared.

I now strongly suspect that the mummy chick from the Land of Origin was a prophet or something, and she ran away shouting 'disaster is coming,' and my people were resting at the time and had no time to stop her.

It's a pity that the chick got into the water and caused her to go crazy, otherwise I would have the heart to keep her as my navigator.

It's not easy to meet a true prophet these days. ”

Murphy was silent.

He had been thinking about the strange "nezumi" in front of him, and he was sure that Trash, who had traveled the world, had never told him about these things, which meant that it was very likely that Tracy had never seen them.

Strange species in the Dark Mountains? And just when the Black Plague is about to break out in full force, is there any connection between the two?

Hey, that's scary to think about.

"But you have a golden one!"

The Earl of White Mountain looked at the first mate Claire, who had already changed his clothes behind him, and was wearing two pirate swords, one long and one short, on his waist, and said to Captain Pablo, who was drinking:

"If Claire's first mate is willing to participate in the battle, she can clean up this valley by herself and will definitely not be injured, why are your losses so large?"

"Because that's not a golden, Andre."

Murphy played with the Orb of Calculations, shook his head and said:

"It's been two hundred years since the Blooddread Clan left the mainland, and we newborn vampires have very little understanding of them, and Lord Pa Ying has sifted through the information about them after destroying the Blooddread Clan.

It's normal for you not to understand Bloodfear, and before I left, Tracy explained to me how Bloodfear fights.

Our amazing compatriots can draw the power of the enemy in battle, which they themselves call 'plunder', and generally this absorbed power will disappear soon after the battle, leaving only a little bit of understanding of the power.

But Triss also says that there will be some wonderful 'power stealers' in the Blooddread Clan.

They can preserve the looted power for a long time, and if a Blood Fear is lucky enough to meet a generous powerhouse, she can indeed gain golden power for a short time.

But that's just an illusion of power.

Miss Claire is clearly the rare 'Power Stealer', and her golden power is real at this point, but she can only use it for a short all-out battle before returning to her previous rank.

I guess Miss Claire's power comes from the Knights of the Blood Alliance? Is it the 'amulet' that Lord Pa Ying gave you? ”

"What a clever little brother, worthy of being the son of the Scarlet Witch."

First Officer Claire did not deny it, she put on a sassy pirate blindfold to cover her left eye, and said:

"Lady Tracey must trust you very much, otherwise I can't explain that you can live by her side for so long, I remember Tracey is the most evil guy born in the history of vampires, even my former patriarch Charlemagne wants her to give her three points.

Lord Pa Ying allowed me to retain his power, which is a testament to his good intentions.

I'd love to protect my crew, but the problem is that the person behind it hasn't been seen yet, so I can't just use it casually.

I'm the captain's hole card.

I'm counting on the power of the brave to protect my beloved Captain. ”

"If you want to escape with your captain, then use it up tonight!"

Murphy narrowed his eyes and reached out for his pocket watch to look at the time.

He said:

"Counting the Knights of Paliano, there are now three goldenrods in Transnesia, I will convince them to allow you to steal some of your strength to defend yourself, but now I need you to use the goodwill of Lord Pa Ying, if the nezumi have appeared on a large scale, then we can't stay here for too long.

I've dealt with Twilight quite a bit, and I think you should be subservient to my judgment in this matter. ”

"But I don't know if your army is strong enough."

The Bloody Captain drank the wine in his hand in one gulp, and he sighed as he said:

"We only have one chance to rush out, Lord Murphy.

I have confidence in my subordinates, but if you pull my crotch, I, the Bloody Grand Duke, will be buried in this poor country, and all the captains of the Misty Seas will laugh at me for being a pathetic landlubber.

Well, you may not understand what this death means for a pirate. ”

"I have confidence in my warriors, but it depends on how much you're willing to give for this salvation."

Murphy turned around and spoke.

Captain Bloody raised an eyebrow, buttoned his black captain's hat to his head, and said with a hint of defiance:

"What? The little white face also wants to take the opportunity to get a handful? ”

"No, I mean, even though it's our first time meeting, I've had enough of your unruliness, so I've set a rule."

Murphy stared at Pablo, held up a finger, and said:

"We'll get you and your people out, but then you and your marines must obey my command in the midst of the Plague! You've sent you to the Jedi in your own way to evade responsibility, and I don't want this to happen again in the midst of the Dark Plague.

You and your first mate may not care about any blood, fear, dignity, atonement, or anything like that, but simply because you are afraid of Lord Pa Ying so you agreed, then I don't need ideals and hopes to persuade you.

Reaching this mutually beneficial partnership in the way you pirates like, you love gambling, right? It just so happens that we have the best casinos on the continent in Transnesia, so take this as a bet.

If I do, before the war is over, you give me the truth, and I promise you can make a fortune.

If I can't do that, then you can take advantage of the chaos and go anywhere and do whatever you want.

Do you want to follow? ”

"Cool! A powerful guy with an aura that doesn't match his age, reminds me of me more than a hundred years ago. ”

Pablo whistled, he moved his neck, and said in a deep voice:

"Good! Bet on it! Claire will use that power to help us win tonight's battle as you ask, but if you can't do it and we have to do more, then you, the 'Governor', will not be in front of me in the future of the Black Plague.

We're pirates, and so are we!

It's our tradition to rebel against authority,

Translancia is a well-known place to squeeze some oil and water out there, you know, my old dogs are not like your soldiers, they don't bother to work unless they are paid enough, even if they need to work hard. ”

"Come on, then."

Murphy held out his hand towards Pablo, and the bloody captain with a wonderful mustache and a manly beard smiled viciously, the teeth of his mouth bared out, and his eyes glowed red like a hungry beast.

His hand and Murphy's hand are held together, symbolizing the establishment of a small gamble.

Behind him, the coquettish first mate Claire took out a silver peculiar long shotgun, handed it to her captain with both hands, and she glanced at Murphy with a charming look, and whispered:

"It's amazing how many years no one has dared to gamble their luck with Pablo! You probably don't know my Pablo's other nickname in the Misty Sea."

"Ha, don't scare these two little brothers, my dear."

Captain Bloody shrugged his shoulders and stroked the muzzle of the silver long-barreled wheel shotgun behind his back, he glanced at Murphy and Andre, and said meaningfully:

"While it's true that I've been said to be the luckiest man in the Misty Seas, I'm guessing that tonight's gamble isn't entirely a matter of luck, I mean, maybe the Transians and their young Governor will give us a real dismount?"

Murphy and André did not respond to this provocation.

The Earl of White Mountain glanced at the ground, and the gray claws in his hand quietly came out of the sheath, and he said to Murphy:

"They're coming!"

——

"The cultists' defense line is very thin, just a high wall and pestle there, and there will be no more than fifty people on the watchtower."

In the fog of war on the outskirts of the valley, Lao Qu, who was on a reconnaissance mission, returned to the position where a group of people temporarily stayed with his shotgun on his back, and he reported to the reconnaissance officer Qin Ye:

"I can't understand, the mummy mother said that there are more than 2,000 people in this valley, all of them are the elite of the Blooddread Clan, why are they trapped by such a small number of people? Are they fishing? Or is it some kind of weird performance art?

The plot of the development team won't be so bad, right? ”

"It can't be ruled out that those blood-feared vampires are passively avoiding war, but if they are really elites, it proves that the enemies they encounter are definitely not just those in front of us."

Lao Qin frowned and said:

"Perhaps it's some kind of hidden psionic spell that is preventing us from scouting deeper into the Valley's enemies, and there's strange magic here that makes a lot of things we could have been sure of confusing. It's a bit weird right now.

Well? ”

The veteran was about to give an order, but suddenly as if he sensed something strange, he immediately took off his leather armor gloves and put his hand on the ground.

A few seconds later, Qin Ye said in a deep voice:

"Something is wrong, there's something moving underground! There are a lot of them, and there are hollows in the ground! ”

"Huh?"

Without saying a word, Yan Sang, the scout who came with him, pressed a unique spiritual energy vibration into the ground, and the thing seeped into the earth, like an echo vibration, and the scout sent back to the underground cavity.

It was an advanced reconnaissance technique he had learned from Heru, and he didn't need his eyes to see what was hidden.

But in the next second, Yansang's cheeks became frightened, and he jumped up and shouted regardless of the hidden criteria:

"Run! The ground is collapsing, and there's something digging underneath! ”

"Bang"

A loud bang sounded from behind everyone, like the shock of a building collapsing, and Qin Ye Huo Ran got up and rushed out of the fog.

These scouts did not fall into the trap, but the large forces in the rear were subjected to an "underground raid".

When Lao Qu broke out of the fog of war, all he saw was two huge hollow cracks the size of football fields appearing in the original position of Brother Bang's position, and more than a hundred players had already fallen, but fortunately this time it was the main line of vampires, and the flying brothers were doing their best to pull those guys out of the collapsed underground.

Che Che and Pigeon Bo in the student party were still using psionic spells to try to stabilize the expanding rift, but this action immediately caused the two of them to suffer the first blow.

"Poof"

A dozen rocks slammed out of the chaotic cavity and hit the body of the hovering car in the air, and although it didn't break the shield, it caused problems with his flight trajectory, screaming and slamming diagonally into the hole below.

The car grabbed the staff and got up from the fall, but he saw dense green points of light suspended in the pit in front of him, as well as the sound of running and claw scratching that made people's scalps tingle.

There were also screams from other players who had fallen into the pit and the Knights of the Blood Pact who had come to their aid.

Something is biting them!

"! What the hell! I don't care about you! ”

Cheche held a staff and slammed it on the ground in a "dry tofu" posture, and the scarlet spirit energy blew up like a small storm, whistling and spinning to shake the black shadows that rushed over, but in the next moment, more black shadows screamed out from all directions.

When the car saw the thing in front of him clearly, he suddenly shook his body.

The big rat-men in black fur stood and bared their teeth at him, staring at the cart with their little vicious eyes as if they were staring at a piece of delicious meat.

Those guys carried all sorts of strange weapons in their claws, and they made a cacophony of noise in the crypt like grumpy little devils, and the constant scratching sounds in the shadows on all sides were maddening.

Poor Cheche was cold from the scalp to the tail bone at this moment.

He's one of the oldest veterans of the game, and he'll scream like a frightened girl in the team frame:

"Rats and rats that step on horses! It's all rats! it! They pounced, and I was about to throw up! Come on! Use fire! Burn them with fire! , Lao Tzu's phobia is about to be committed! ”

No one could help him in the screams of the cars, and he couldn't count the number of rats in front of him.

Thousands?

Tens?

No, the tunnels were full of such ghosts, they kept pouring out from all directions like a tumbling tide, and the number completely lost its meaning at this moment, leaving only the endless malice of the Dark Mountains so clearly displayed in front of the players for the first time.

It was like a slap in the face, grabbing them by the hair and yelling at them:

"Hey, the delicate little prince/princess from Transnesia! Welcome to the Dark Mountains"

(End of chapter)