The sword of the pinnacle of the country

Chapter 12 Moon Clan

The attributes of the two white bones themselves are very average, even slightly inferior to the elite monsters of the same level. They try to control the bones to move forward, and the movements show a little stiff posture, but the speed is not as imagined clumsy.

Walking along the place where the moonlight shines, the shoes make a light sound on the grass above the ankle, other than that, there are not many sounds in the forest.

Occasionally, I can see three or two players repeating the action of spawning monsters non-stop. In order not to attract too much attention, I put away the two bones, walked past them quietly, and walked aimlessly Looking forward, hoping to find an unmanned leveling area.

When the time came close to midnight, the number of online players had decreased a lot. At this time, most of the players who were still fighting were professional studios and even trade unions. Most of them wanted to level up as soon as possible and leave Novice Village after level 15. Be able to be on various lists and make corresponding publicity for the team you represent.This in itself is a very realistic and cruel thing. Small unions want to survive in the game, and they are often in a state of subsidizing money. Only a small number of successful large-scale studio unions are those at the top of the food chain, and even the entire career circle.

It’s easy to lose the concept of time in the game, and it’s hard for me to tell how much time has passed. When the flat road in front of me suddenly went downhill, I didn’t have time to stop, and I stumbled and rolled down the road.

The icon on the map shows the words Moonlight Canyon, as if he accidentally stepped into a map outside the forest.Going down the steep hillside, the field of vision gradually widens, and the original tall forests disappear, but are replaced by low bushes.

The vegetation on the ground touches the legs, bringing some tantalizing itching, and the moonlight streams down softly, spreading out with the movement of footsteps.

The mountain road extended to the bottom of the valley, and the ground began to level off, changing the boring mountain forest appearance.

"You have stepped into Moonlight Lake."

When I raised my head, I saw the surface of Nuoda Lake in front of me. The shoreline of the lake with a radius of several miles surrounded the lake surface glowing with silver-white moonlight under the moonlight, reflecting the surrounding deep mountains.

Sitting down by the shore of the lake, a few plants with dazzling light like fireflies grew sporadically beside me. I stretched out my hand and touched it, but I didn't get the slightest message because the level of harvesting technique was too low.

I just didn't say a word in this alternately bright and dark environment. The most mysterious guild in "God Realm" is called the Scenic Sightseeing Group. Its members range from one level to the full level.I have always thought that the fun of so-called holographic games is to accomplish things that are difficult to achieve in the real world through this reproduced world. Now it seems that these landscapes are not one of them.

But in the first few years of entering "God Realm", I couldn't take into account the background of these rules, and the online time of the game was almost occupied by leveling up and fighting monsters every day. The frantic running of the map also made the game fall into a boring cycle.I remember that in the middle of "God Realm", a swordsman who was number one in the whole server said to me, if you want to become a master in the game, then you will definitely lose a lot of fun in it.It's true, there's never been a game that's ever been more fun than spawning monsters frequently.

I shrugged and smiled, and stopped thinking about the old things, and moved towards the lakeshore. It is impossible that there are not a few monsters in such a large area of ​​the map.

However, the sudden rustling sound in his ears unknowingly indicated that the danger was coming, and the moment he turned his head, a feather-like arrow shot towards his face.

Turning over and rolling on the grass for a week, I thought I had nimbly avoided the sudden attack, I tried my best to support my body, and was about to fight back.At this time, the ground seemed to be sinking, and the moment I lost my balance, I felt that I was tightly bound by a rope with a net structure from my waist.

I was shocked, and I just wanted to recall whether I had offended someone, so that I would stay here to arrest me until midnight.

But not long after, a few humanoid monsters with feathers on their heads slowly walked out from the bushes, and relevant information appeared on the screen.

Name: Moon Clan
Rating: 25
Attack: 75-82
Defense: 50-57
Blood volume: 500
Introduction: The original residents beside Moon Lake have a strong sense of territory.

Only then did I realize that I seemed to have broken into the territory of monsters. No wonder I was still wondering why there were no monsters on such a large map. It seems that the Moon Clan has expelled other species from their range of activities.

At the same time, I felt myself being lifted up into the air, and under the lift of two people, I was moving towards a fixed direction at a slower pace.I also saw the whole picture of these monsters clearly, their complexion glowed with bronze light, and they carried a wooden quiver on their backs. Except for their relatively short stature, they were basically the same as the aborigines in the real world.

I twisted my arm tentatively, and found that there was no way to break free from the tightly bound rope. The sandalwood stick by my side was tied around my waist, and I couldn't even use a single skill.

I weighed for a while whether I need a carp to change the passive situation, but I just remembered that the monster's super high level probably wouldn't have much effect.

Waiting for death is obviously not the best way to solve the problem, but at this moment, the only way is to wait and see what happens. The surrounding scenery is constantly changing, but it always presents a dark tone, and recently it was frozen at the gate of a camp forward.

Standing at the door are two tribesmen with more complicated heads, presumably they should be of a higher title.

Name: Warrior of the Moon Clan

Level: 25 (elite monster)
Attack: 100-120
Defense: 62-73
Blood volume: 650
Introduction: The most skilled martial arts tribe in the Moon Clan has undergone rigorous training since childhood and has extremely strong combat capabilities.

I muttered to myself that the situation was not good. It seemed that I had entered the lair of monsters. As the quality continued to improve, the difficulty of escaping would be quite different.

He took a deep breath, flipped his wrist, and turned sideways at the same time, but...at this moment, his body was still unable to move, and the escape technique learned from the movie didn't work at all.

The aborigines on both sides were faltering and speaking their own languages. The next second later, I felt my whole body being thrown on the ground roughly, and a section of my blood strip was cut off accordingly.

I couldn't help complaining a few words in the language of the real world, and after getting an unfriendly kick from one of them, I finally decided to keep my mouth shut.

After looking around, I found that this was a camp built between the cracks in the canyon. I could faintly see a few bonfires flickering on and off, and the clansmen walked back and forth with neat steps.This is about a monster-spawning point for the players of the 20th or so large guild to practice collectively. I didn’t expect that I would break into it inexplicably now. Judging from the current level of 11th, I’m afraid there will be no survivors if I force it to break through Opportunity.

After the handover ceremony was completed, I was escorted step by step by the two moon tribe warriors, and people around me cast strange glances at me from time to time.I feel as if I have become a wild animal in a zoo, but I don't know how to do it other than raise a middle finger with the passed hand.And the escape plan that he had been thinking about was gradually defeated by the closed and towering terrain on both sides, and it became nonsense to retreat from the whole body.

When they stopped, the most grand bonfire ignited in front of them almost tore the entire night sky.Sitting on a delicately woven bamboo chair was a middle-aged man dressed in an unknown animal fur coat, with a strong figure and sharp muscles.

Name: Patriarch of the Moon Clan (lord-level boss)

Rating: 30
Attack: 280-370
Defense: 200-254
Blood volume: 10000
Introduction: The supreme figure in the Moon Clan, who inherits the power of the Moon Clan through the inheritance of his parents.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he eliminated all the thoughts of the previous fight to the death. How could there be monsters breaking through level 20 in this map belonging to Novice Village?Not to mention the amazing attributes, even if I fight with bare hands, I have no chance of winning.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the exchange between the warrior and the patriarch, I planned more than a dozen escape routes based on the surrounding terrain, and then rejected them one by one.

This kind of terrain where it is impossible to escape is firmly blocked in all directions, and unless some props are used, there is no possibility of escape at all.

wait, props...

I touched the Ring of Zhenbei worn on my left hand and grinned. This time I finally don't have to let the so-called Moon Clan be at the mercy of me.

I cleared my throat, attracted the eyes of the Moon Clan, then showed the brightest smile I could do, shook my head chicly, and secretly triggered the Ring of Zhenbei in my heart, preparing to slip away.

"You are in a restrained state and cannot guide the teleportation function of the Ring of Zhenbei." The system's notification sounded coldly through the ears.

The smile froze on my face, and the surrounding air seemed to be a bit colder. Feeling the malicious gaze, I raised my eyebrows in embarrassment and said, "I'm sorry to bother you."

Following that, his legs exerted strength, opening a hole in the rope net that had been stretched along the way, and at the same time tore his hands to the outside. At this moment, he finally got rid of the shackles of his body.I couldn't help thinking about it right now, and after looking around for a week, I ran directly towards a direction where there were fewer people. As long as I could gain enough time, I could guide the ring and run directly.

From time to time, there are roars that I don't understand, and they must not be praising me.What surprised me was that the running speed of these people was not slow. Once I stopped, I would be caught up in an instant, and there was no so-called guide time at all.

Thinking of making a sharp turn and passing a sentinel not far away, although I didn't look back, I can think that I am probably running around with the whole camp now.

This shouldn't be the style of the game.

I took a desperate step, but suddenly felt a pain in my back, and my body fell into a state of stiffness.

(End of this chapter)