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Chapter 1227. Good news! The anniversary celebration is finally coming!
Fulier is like a girl who has left home for the first time, embarking on a long journey full of opportunities and challenges. Considering that the child's father has gone to the underworld, it is normal for her to feel uneasy.

However, Murphy's words "guaranteed win" seemed to really give the young Pharaoh Queen different kind of confidence. In short, she performed quite well in the subsequent coronation ceremony.

When Fulier stood on the deck of the Millennium Quicksand in the scorching sun at noon and delivered her first speech to the entire city and even the entire empire, she undoubtedly displayed the image of a firm, majestic and wise queen. And when the sun and the moon changed color, when the projection of Hades, the king of the underworld, emerged in the cold moonlight and personally bestowed the glory of the Pharaoh Queen on her, no one in this thousand-year-old sea of ​​sand could challenge the queen's majesty.

This was followed by the Queen's Procession, which started from Palace Hill.

This is an important part of the Pharaoh's coronation ceremony. The queen's carriage and ceremonial procession will travel around the city, accepting the cheers and blessings of the subjects, and finally stop at the central square of the Ptolemaic Royal City. The queen will announce the start of the festival carnival, and then rejoice with the people until midnight, and then return to the palace mountain with the blessings of the subjects.

Such is the ancient custom, that today is destined to be a busy day.

However, there was an extra part in Freyr's coronation ceremony that no other pharaoh had.

She would judge those traitors who had betrayed the empire and the faith in the Creator in the city square in front of her subjects.

The rebellion that just ended can be said to be a more serious civil strife in the thousand-year history of the Songhai Empire than the Mamluk Rebellion. If it were not for the blessing of the Creator, who sent His bravest warriors to assist the queen in suppressing the rebellion, this civil strife would definitely have profoundly shaken the foundation of the entire Songhai Empire if it had spread across the prairie.

Through such a final trial, Fulier also had to express to her own people her tough attitude under her majesty.

The heads and blood of these traitors will cast a cold and awe-inspiring bloody coat on the rule of the Pharaoh Queen, but according to the tradition of the Songhai people, death is not the end of these guys' suffering. They are destined to be punished in the underworld with the shame of being despised by everyone until the entire thousand-year-old sand sea meets its destined doomsday.

But this link has nothing to do with Murphy.

Although the little players under his command had a lot of fun playing the role of the guard of honor today, especially the twelve carefully painted power armor knights led by four dragoons walking in the city as the queen's vanguard, and being given sickening praise and cheers by the people around them, the little players who liked the hustle and bustle and big scenes couldn't stop the corners of their mouths from rising even if they tried their best to keep a serious face.

What's more, this victory parade will also be preserved through the perspective of Dasen, the player's number one photographer, and uploaded to the forum as "precious video material."

In this extremely lively scene, Murphy, sitting in his scarab chariot, has withdrawn his mind from the joyous celebration of the outside world. Seeing that the plot of version 3.0 has come to an end and landed safely, as the leader of the dog planners, he must lay the groundwork for the plot of version 3.1.

This is a very important time point for the operation of "Real Alien World".

The first anniversary is coming.

Although the first anniversary of the operation of this damn game had passed a week ago, and the "operation and maintenance team" also distributed generous gift packages to every player offline, and even the craving party on the forum and the reserve players on the Transia Tavern APP were blessed with offline physical draws, but as the first anniversary of this game, if the development team led by Murphy did not do something fancy online, it would be a waste of such a good day.

"Just follow the previous plan and make the invitation to the Great Reef Province of the Kingdom of Atlan as the main plot of the anniversary celebration."

Murphy, sitting in the carriage, held his notebook in his hand and wrote and drew on it with a luxurious golden signature pen. His previous thoughts on the plot kept rolling in his mind, and he muttered to himself:
"According to my previous conversation with Governor Hood, the human body of Haiyuan Tianzun will pass through the waters of Dajiao Province in about twelve days. At that time, all the fish-tail sisters in the nearby waters will come to participate in the event.

With their good looks and the all-female faction, the naive players can definitely feel the sincerity of the development team.

And a glimpse of a true god's human body in the material world is enough to attract the attention of players, allowing those plot parties to dig deeper into the mysteries of the gods, and then expand on this to reveal the plot and information details that are not directly stated in this game.

Most importantly, Terancia has signed a 'Watching Contract' with the Fishtail Sisters!
It's a good opportunity to borrow the brains of our fellow Dagon fishmen to set a traditional but classic summer event theme for the anniversary celebration.

Well, kill the fishmen and get rewards!

Players will not have enough fun in this wave unless they empty the treasury of Governor Hood in the Great Reef Province.

The best part is that the Great Reef Province is located a few hundred nautical miles away from the southern waters of the Land of Origin. It is so close that the Perfect Shipping Company can open a flight from the Moon Holy City directly to the Great Reef Province to solve the players' mobility problems."

Murphy nodded with satisfaction and circled a story design in his notebook, indicating that the idea had been adopted.

"But this is only the main storyline of the Millennium Sand Sea, Master."

Adele, who was sitting opposite Murphy, was also in the "dog planning spirit" at this time. She was wearing a red butler uniform and her back was straight. She said very seriously while working:

“The previously set side plots are not very complete, and the secrets of time hidden in this sea of ​​sand are not even clear to the locals. There are too many places to explore here for the little players to slowly discover.

The various adventures in the entire origin land are enough to support a large version.
Take the side quest "Find King John" issued by Professor Malcolm. I originally thought it was just a simple treasure hunt, but it turns out that we all thought it was simple. "

"what?"

Murphy raised his head and said in surprise:

"I have also heard the story of King John from Grand Duchess Hathor. Doesn't the current mainstream academic community believe that it was just a prank by a certain Songhai Pharaoh Little John? Is there actually an inside story to this matter?"

"Yes, there is an inside story, and it is quite shocking."

Sister E was very relaxed today, enjoying the atmosphere of the festival. She leaned on the sofa in the carriage and explained to Murphy as if sharing a bizarre legend:

“That side quest was mainly promoted by Unfading Pride. They wanted to use this quest to improve Professor Malcolm’s personal reputation. After all, the professor has been transferred to Transia’s ambassador to the Werewolf Kingdom.

Chen Long and his twelve zodiac commanders hope to start with the professor and help them successfully break into the construction mission of the Werewolf Kingdom in order to get a big share of the pie and determine the future development direction of the guild.

But just after they went to King John's Oasis according to the information provided by the professor, they were trapped in an ancient city of death. If it weren't for the fact that they were in the midst of a rebellion war and there were armed players everywhere who could rush to the rescue in the first time, the Pride of Not Falling would probably have faced a humiliating annihilation this time.

It turns out that the legendary King John's 'invitation' was no joke.

It was a despicable and deadly trap!"

Adele snorted, wagged her finger, and said:

"You should have heard of the legend of the 'Lost King' in this sea of ​​sand. Those pharaohs of the underworld who lost their oasis and heritage for various reasons would lose their seats in the underworld and become homeless ghosts.

Such lost ones are often taken in by the Church of the Dead Moon, but there are always some unique ones who can escape the fate of being taken in.

King John was one of them.

That guy's oasis disappeared hundreds of years ago. He and his underworld army stayed in the extinct ancient city of Sand Sea. He longed to return to the world of the living to take back his oasis and heritage, but the locals were not easy to fool. Under the guidance of the Church of the Dead Moon, the Songhai people would not approach those 'haunted' ruins at will.

In desperation, the Lost King came up with a plan.

It sent treasures and invitations to various forces in the Old World in the name of "King John", with the aim of attracting some greedy treasure hunters to serve as "stand-ins" for it and its undead army.

Fortunately, it sent out the invitation when the Old World was hit by the black disaster, otherwise it would have been caught by that cruel and cunning guy.

General Kudel was also very sad when he heard this story. He has decided to create "King John's Treasure" as a classic five-person book in the ruins of the ancient city. "

At this point, Adele shrugged, brushed her hair, and said to Murphy, who was very interested:
“I learned from Nefertari that similar things are not uncommon in this thousand-year-old sea of ​​sand.

The Land of Origin is too large, and the Songhai people rely on oases to form the basic units of the empire. Although there are explorers traveling between the sand seas to find past mysteries and treasures, the Songhai people themselves have not been able to fully uncover all the treasures under this desert. But players can!

As long as there is enough reward, they will have enough motivation to dig out every treasure and every legend buried under this desert.

Therefore, I think you don’t need to rush to launch a new version. The various secrets in the Land of Origin alone are enough to keep small players busy for half a year or even several years. To use the words I learned on the Alien Network, this is called the most efficient reuse of resources.”

"That's what I said."

Murphy nodded and shook his head. He said:

"But the plot still needs to move forward. Especially since Tris is in this situation now, I am more eager to go to the Holy Blood Land to find out the secrets of the Mad Blood Clan, and solve the problem of the Shadow Elves and the Greenhouse of Life project along the way!"

The Vampire Governor turned to the next page of the diary.

He stared at the world map outlined on the page, pointed at the location of the gray desert at the easternmost point of the Dark Mountains, and said:
"These are urgent problems that need to be solved. I also want to give the players enough time to explore, but let's wait until they have completed the main storyline before solving these side quests. After Fulier's coronation ceremony, you must go with me to the southernmost part of the Land of Origin, the End of the World."

Murphy twirled the pen in his hand and said:

“Pablo went there for an investigation before. Although he was unable to complete the investigation due to the changing situation of the Songhai Empire, I still hope to figure out the background and story of Project 27 and the evil god Dagon before the anniversary celebration.

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The Dagon murlocs were a threat, there was no doubt about that.

They occupy a wild sea that is at least seven times the size of the Old World. Their ability to mass produce troops and their war potential are simply mind-boggling. We must curb the growth and reproduction of these guys from the source before the fishmen get more deeply involved in the affairs of the Old World. "

"Okay, Master, I'm ready to go anytime."

Adele nodded very skillfully, and then she asked in a low voice:
"Isn't Grand Duke Tris going to join us?"

"Tris will go back to Transia with Miriam and study the new power given to her by the Night Singer to better suppress the infection of the mad blood."

Murphy sighed and said:
"So, that's why she was so crazy last night. It was a short farewell. I guess I can only go back and see Tris again when the story of version 3.1 is officially released."

"Well, is that so?"

Sister E nodded thoughtfully, and then a hint of joy flashed in her eyes.

Grand Duke Tris is going back to Transia, and the main storyline of version 3.1, "The Holy Blood Parade", will take at least a month to lay the groundwork no matter how quickly it is completed. In other words, Master Murphy will be all alone for the next thirty days or so.

Wow, this is awesome! Really looking forward to it!

By the way, should I order some nasty but useful otherworldly "decisive battle underwear" from Lady Water's tailor shop?

"I feel like you're thinking something very rude, Adele!"

Murphy snorted and said:
"We're going to do serious business this time, so you'd better make sure you're in perfect action at all times."

"Please rest assured, Master!"

Adele said in a deep voice:

"I am your sharp sword, and I will never fail at the critical moment. In addition, I must report to you that the Night Singer not only chose Grand Duke Tris as its agent, but I was also recruited. Under the protection of its cunning night, my strength will grow rapidly, and I will never become a burden or a drag on you."

"Well, I certainly believe that."

Murphy smiled, then turned his head to look out the window of the scarab chariot that was slowly stopping.

Her Majesty Fulier's royal chariot has stopped in the square of Ptolemy City. Holding the Sword of the King of Death and wearing the Crown of Cold Moon, the Pharaoh Queen came to her people, escorted by her younger brother and the fully armed Sand Sea Guards.

At the end of the square was a group of rebel leaders who were suppressed by the Power Armor Knights and Death Moon Priests.

The dusty and disgraced rebellious pharaohs stood there in the most pathetic posture, surrounded by the people's curses and scolding. There were also some people who came thousands of miles from the border oasis, crying and telling everyone around them about the suffering they had endured in the war.

Especially the civilian representatives of Pirig Oasis.

Their eyes were red, and they beat their chests and roared in anger, telling the people around them how Pharaoh Prilig had shamelessly released Chaos poison into the drinking water of the outer city, and how that corrupted madman had turned 100,000 people into creatures of Chaos, just to survive in front of the Queen's army to suppress the rebellion.

Such evil and madness deeply shocked the civilians of the royal city, and their hatred for Pharaoh Pirrig and other rebels reached its peak.

Therefore, when Queen Fulier announced that the rebels would be sentenced to eternal torture, cheers rang out throughout the square. No one knew who was the first to throw the rotten eggs, but this action obviously inspired the angry Songhai people.

They grabbed anything they could throw, poured their anger and disgust into it, and threw it at the bound traitors.

The poor pharaohs were hit on the head and bleeding from the flying rotten eggs and vegetable leaves. Their miserable postures made the people they had killed feel very vented.

Captain Zhao, who was hiding in the crowd, tossed the rotten egg in his hand up and down and threw it accurately at Pharaoh Pirig's eye socket. Amid the cheers of the surrounding crowd, he disappeared from the lively execution scene with an attitude of concealing his merits and fame.

"The people like Fulier because she is on their side in this war."

Murphy stroked his chin while driving the car and said:

“I hope the fate of these traitorous pharaohs can serve as a reminder to the pharaohs of the Songhai people that in this sea of ​​sand favored by the Creator, those who go against order and justice will not have a good end.

Do not!
Not just in the thousand-year quicksand!
In all places and in all worlds, villains will be punished, justice will be done, and evildoers will perish."

"Too idealistic, Master."

Adele whispered:

"The darkness of human nature always causes these terrible things to happen again and again. As the aliens said, there is nothing new under the scorching sun."

"But having this dream is much better than accepting everything numbly."

Murphy propped his chin up and looked out the window at the scene of the traitor being tortured. He said softly:
"As long as the ideal is there, there will always be people who put it into practice. We may not be able to be those who put it into practice, but we can cheer for them from a safe area. The bravest people protect the ordinary people, and the ordinary people give the brave people praise, support and follow them. In this way, a just cause can be truly forged.
Hurray, Adele.

Cheers to the new era."

(End of this chapter)