When Pan Long met with the "Heavenly Father's Shield" operation team, both sides felt that the outside world's remarks were too exaggerated, and they were suspected of demonizing others.

Pan Long thought that he would meet a group of fanatical religious believers, maybe they would open their mouths to "praise Heavenly Father", or they would have a posture of going to start a political trial against themselves. But none of them, what he saw was a group of young men led by four or five calm middle-aged men. The young people seem to be very energetic and full of enthusiasm in their eyes, while the middle-aged people seem quite stable and obviously have to think before they speak or act.

Such a group of people does feel like an army, but there is no taste of fanatics at all.

When I talked to them, they didn't mean to proselytize at all, and they didn't even include some religious aspects in their words.

The latter point is especially rare, the nun Kadra, the crusader Eric and others that Pan Long has met before have the habit of talking about religious content when chatting, but unexpectedly, the members of the "Heavenly Father's Shield" team, who should have been more fanatical than them, have no habit in this regard.

Pan Long guessed that they may have been specially trained to try not to offend people by speaking.

After all, the clergy are also flesh and blood, and they also have to eat, drink, and earn money to support their families. If you're alone, you can talk as much as you want. However, there are old and young people in the family, and there is a whole large organization behind them, so we must be cautious when we speak. As long as it is not a matter of principle, you can avoid causing trouble and try not to cause trouble.

And the members of the "Father's Shield" team were also surprised.

They were going to see a giant, a man so powerful that he couldn't open his mouth when he stood in front of him, a man who had no reverence for God, goodness, or social order, an extralegal fanatic beyond imagination.

But in fact, what they saw was a sturdy young man with a rough appearance, a hearty personality, very happy in talking and doing things, neither detouring nor putting on a show, and approachable.

There was not even the slightest coercion emanating from this young man, and he looked no different from ordinary civilians on the side of the road.

Such a person may indeed be a peerless powerhouse, but he will definitely not be the kind of evil person who is difficult to get along with.

Even if he is evil, he should not bother to show his evil in front of the weak who are not worthy of his killing.

Several veterans looked at each other, discussed with each other's eyes, and soon reached a consensus.

At least when it comes to crusading demons, this "Mr. Dragon" is a trusted comrade-in-arms.

All in all, the first meeting between the two sides was quite pleasant.

They chatted for a while and had breakfast together, and then Pan Long invited the professional-level clerics to go to the bay tomorrow to cleanse the ghost ship and the pirate undead.

The veteran captain of the "Father's Shield" was slightly embarrassed, and he said, "The pirate undead are nothing, but the ghost ship ...... We don't have the power to catch it and purify it. ”

He sighed and explained, "We're the best at purification among the nearby action teams. The premise of purifying the undead is to keep the undead under control - we have the ability to defeat the ghost ship, but we simply can't control it. ”

"In other words, as long as the ghost ship is contained, you can purify it, right?" Pan Long asked.

The veteran nodded.

Pan Long smiled: "Then it's no problem." When the time comes, you should try it first, and if you can do it, of course it will be the best. If that doesn't work, then I'll do it and try to catch the ghost ship. ”

"Catch the ghost ship?" asked a young crusader in surprise, "how is this possible?

Pan Long smiled and said, "We must try, until the problem of ghost ships and pirate undead is solved, the bay of the town will not be able to be quiet, and the port will not be able to start construction - for the sake of the future of Hamlet, this problem will always be solved." ”

The clergy agreed with him.

If the town of Hamlet were to operate a port, the benefits of maritime trade alone would be enough for the territory to flourish. And if the "Father's Shield" team can make a big enough contribution in this matter, when this territory returns to prosperity, they will definitely be able to become good partners with each other.

So they are certainly willing to give it a try whenever possible.

Once the matter was agreed, the clergy began to prepare for tomorrow's expedition. Pan Long, on the other hand, went back and talked to the Count about his plan of action for tomorrow, and then found a room in the empty house in the town where the relics had not yet been hung, and lay down, and quickly fell asleep.

As the white mist filled, he came to the town of Hamlet of his dreams.

The town of Hamlet in his dream has completely changed from when he first came. The neat streets, the towering houses, were in ruins, and the ruins were dead and silent without the inhabitants who had turned into half-human, half-beast monsters.

But in the depths of this dead silence, you can see a few shadowy figures.

They are some of the strongest and most dangerous monsters in this world, or in other words, they are revered as gods by the people of this world.

Pan Long reached into his pocket and pulled out two dried umbilical cords.

This is something left behind by the reincarnation of two "ancient gods", and in the game, as long as you gather three such umbilical cords, you can let players get in touch with the realm of gods, so as to gain the power to fight against the "moon god".

Of course, in the game, this is actually a trap. If the player really wants to have a good ending for this world, they don't need three umbilical cords, one is enough - give the umbilical cord and some information that can prove the existence of the "Moon God" to the old earl hiding in the labyrinth "Flesh Chaos" under the ruins of the castle, and the old earl will open the portal to the dream world to fight the "moon god".

When the time comes, the immortality of both sides will cancel each other out, and players can rest easy waiting for them to lose both sides before going in and picking up the pieces.

On the contrary, if the players really use the three umbilical cords to obtain the "power of the gods" to kill the god of the moon, they are helping the "old god" to complete the reincarnation so that it can completely control the dream world. In the future, the scope of this dream city will gradually expand, not only in Hamlet Town, but even in the surrounding area, it will gradually need to rely on the protection of holy relics to avoid being dragged into this world in their sleep.

Pan Long naturally knew all these things.

He didn't care, though.

Just because players can't do anything about the Moon God doesn't mean he's the same.

If nothing else, players can only follow the rules in this ancient city, walking around the map, encountering doors and keys, and detouring when encountering obstacles. And what about him?

Towns that have been reduced to ruins are enough to prove his strength.

Because of his impatience to solve the puzzle slowly, he has almost razed the town of his dreams to the ground in the past few years. As for the ghosts...... Except for the most powerful ones, everyone else was bombarded to slag by him along with the town.

There are no endless players in this world, he is the only "player" who fights to save the world, and he does not have endless time to slowly try and slowly attack, only less than two months.

So, of course, he can only choose some more extreme and radical approaches.

Anyway, as long as the problem is solved, this dream city will at least gradually dissipate, if not disappear completely.

So, is there a big difference between a city and a ruin?

Anyway, Pan Long didn't think so.

After tidying up his things, Pan Long walked towards a phantom figure in the distance.

"After so many days, I've almost figured out what you guys are capable of. He said to himself, "Now, let's start the final cleaning." ”

As soon as he woke up, Pan Long exhaled deeply and moved his body.

He felt a little tired.

The fierce battle he experienced in his dream had no effect on his real body. But he still accumulated a lot of mental exhaustion, the most important of which was the ugliness of the monsters.

It's really not a pleasant experience to fight those hideous and ugly things up close.

He opened the character panel, looked at the number of one hundred and fifty nods left in the sanity column, and sighed.

"Five hundred points of sanity are not enough to consume, these ghosts are too ugly! I wanted to kill them all at once, but now I have no choice but to kill one a day. ”

Fortunately, after returning to the sanctuary of the holy relics, eating something and drinking some wine, and taking a nap, his sanity returned to its full value.

Early the next morning, the prepared team left the town and headed for a nearby bay.

From the town to the bay, the road is not far, that is, two or three kilometers. If you have a boat, you can go down the river next to the town and you can reach it in a short time.

When the old Earl asked the pirates for help, the pirate ships sailed up the river to bombard the walls built by the robbers and destroy the bandit gang that tried to control the town of Hamlet.

After the gang of robbers was destroyed, the old earl refused to pay the rest of the final payment to the pirates, but instead cursed the pirates' anchors, making them extremely heavy, dragging a boatload of men to the bottom of the sea.

In fact, even the bandits who built barriers to control the town were originally found by the old earl.

Because he had gone too far and was too unspeakable, the townspeople rose up against him. In order to suppress the resistance of the residents, he found a group of robbers and colluded with the robbers to suppress the residents.

As a result, the robbers succeeded in suppressing the inhabitants, but they saw the weakness of the lord and decided to occupy the territory and become king themselves......

"In general, the old Earl Hamlet was a piece of scum. Pan Long introduced to several clerics in the same car, "From the information we have investigated, it is clear that he has caused all the problems in this town. All those demons and monsters were either attracted by him, or simply induced by him. ”

"Then he is the root of all evil!" said a young crusader, "such a man deserves to go to hell!"

"Yes, but ...... He may not have gone to hell yet. Pan Long sighed, "I'm not sure about that, but after I talked to a few guys who were more or less sane, they said that the enemy was still alive in the world. ”

"Looks like he's going to hell and he's going to need our help in pushing it. The veteran captain said in a deep voice, "I hope the 60 cannon can help him with this." If the strength of the 60 artillery is too small to push him, we can also apply to the higher authorities to transfer the 105 artillery to him. ”

Pan Long smiled: "Are all the current priests overdoing it with artillery? ”

"Artillery is useful. The veteran captain smiled and said, "When I was a child, the seniors tended to use combined spells. But now everyone is more inclined to use spells to heal and guide the shelling, after all, it is not too much trouble to go through the rivers and lakes with a 60 cannon. ”

Another veteran patted the small mortar beside him and said with a smile: "Don't look at this guy's young age, his efficiency is much higher than that of us old men." Solved in one shot. ”

"What if one shot doesn't solve the problem?" asked one of the adventurers who acted as a guide.

"Then of course another shot. The veteran replied, "Or two or three guns...... In short, there is a lot of reserves of shells. We don't mind booming slowly. ”

Saying that, he sighed: "Actually, we also feel that a group of people like our predecessors prayed in unison to guide the flame of justice into the mortal dust, which is much more gorgeous and handsome than firing a cannon, but there is no way, times have changed!"

The topic seemed a little heavy, and Pan Long smiled and talked to them about something else.

Soon, the carriage came to the seashore and saw a large group of ghosts roaming the beach.

Dressed in tattered pirate costumes, armed with scimitars and muskets, these ghosts look vicious.

In the distance, on the sea, a transparent, tattered pirate ship floated, motionless.

Without Pan Long's order, the clergy sprang into action. They set up the mortar and began to calculate the ballistics.

After a while, the gunner said "it's time to get started."

Pan Long nodded and said, "To be honest, I think these pirates are also quite wronged. But it can't be helped, things have come to this point, and there is only one choice we can have. After all...... The living are better than the dead, right?"

The veteran captain nodded and said in a deep voice, "Their death is indeed a mistake. But when they die, they become ghosts and attack the living, which is even more wrong. ”

"The previous mistake, we can't do anything about it. After all, even the Father in Heaven will not resurrect the dead, but will only let the angels lead them to heaven to rest. ”

"But with the latter mistake, we can do something about it. ”

He drew his sword and pointed in the direction of the pirate undead.

"Now, let's correct this mistake!