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Chapter 1247 1245. The Black Holy Grail of Despair is Near
Brother Wumiao and his brothers stayed at the ruins of the ancient tree to challenge the Red Knight to complete the war trial. This life sounds very difficult.

It's hard to say how powerful the Epirus Knight is, but we can get a rough estimate by referring to the combat power of the former White Knight Elder Finok. Moreover, the White Knight is a profession that combines both offense and defense, and its destructive power is not as wild and powerful as the Red Knight who specializes in combat.

With this calculation, the Big Bird Group is likely to challenge a Gold Warrior who is close to the level of Lord Paying. Even if they have prepared a power armor in advance and all the members are Silver Warriors, and each of them has a magic weapon, it is estimated that they will have to suffer heavy losses to complete the inheritance and transfer of the Great Oak Sacred Blade.

But the difficulty of the mission for the guys left behind does not mean that the soldiers who go to rescue Ms. Gasper can complete the task easily.

In fact, when the players and NPCs, led by Ms. Natalie, moved towards the only remaining temple tower in Castle Avalon, they encountered a group of enemies that were not unexpected at all.

Chaotic vegetative undead!
That is, on the basis of the already weird vegetative undead, the template of chaotic evil creatures was added, so that these guys were not as staggering as the undead from the outside world. Instead, while being endowed with corrupted wisdom, their characteristics as "vegetative" were made even more weird.

To put it simply, these guys have no concept of "health points".

Before the area of ​​their bodies that serves as the core of the tree is completely destroyed, no matter how many times they are defeated, these guys will get up again and join the battlefield under the high-speed self-healing granted by the twisted vitality. Even if they are killed, their filthy vitality will be transferred to the evil creatures around them, just like his mother's trash raising a "big daddy" on the road. If you are not careful, you can create a boss-level monster that is too powerful.

Moreover, these special creatures are endowed with the unique mental shock of chaotic creatures. When they are defeated, the power of chaos will explode, forcing everyone around them to undergo a mental test.

The players are fine.

Their San values ​​have a fixed four grids, and even the unluckiest ones have to fail four times in a row before they will become corrupted, but those NPCs are not so lucky.

The consequences of a single failure can be disastrous.

But the good news is that we have the Oak Halo blessed by the Watcher's Blade. Perhaps the Father of Oak is also very dissatisfied with the changes in Gramois Island, which leads to the unusually abundant divine power available to Ms. Natalie today.

She rode Maple Leaf, a warhorse covered in sacred wooden armor, and charged back and forth with a torch-like holy blade in hand, protecting the attacker's mind from being shaken under the cover of the oak halo.

But there are exceptions, such as Brigadier General Fraser.

This guy was outside the coverage of the oak halo, and he was acting as a vanguard, slashing in the front with a melta knife and a large-caliber firearm. The defense granted by the exoskeleton allowed him to not have to spend too much time on himself and focus on inflicting destructive force on these ugly and annoying monsters.

As for the mental shock that erupted when those undead evil creatures were killed.
At least Brigadier General Fraser felt that this thing was a little hot, just like being poured over the head with a basin of warm water. Apart from feeling a little uncomfortable, the effect on him was almost zero. This was the advantage brought by the symbiotic crystal in his body that had grown to a very high degree of symbiosis.

In addition to the increase in strength, Brigadier General Fraser, who learned Eastern meditation from Li Ji, has been focusing on spiritual cultivation in recent times. He is well aware that this thing in his body, while bringing power, also has the risk of getting out of control.

But compared to hiding in the back, enjoying good food and drinks to avoid stimulating this thing, Fraser chose another path.

In constant battles, he tried to control the symbiotic creature rather than being controlled by it. Even if there were risks, he would intervene proactively to minimize the risk of losing control.

At present, it seems that the effect of Brigadier General's training is quite good, which has made him the center of attention in this battle and become an absolute "super soldier" on the attacker's side. Well, this evaluation is somewhat hurtful, but considering that Brigadier General Fraser only has power but has not yet condensed the extraordinary golden rule, he obviously lacks some foundation if he wants to become a "hero unit".

But even so, the "Dark Knight" of the Plantagenet Kingdom is already very powerful.

Fraser's offensive brought a great morale boost to the players, especially melee bosses like Giant Shark and Niu Niu, who would rush out of the coverage of the Oak Aura from time to time, run to cooperate with Brigadier General Fraser, and then jump back into the aura when the psychic shock erupted.

The main character is a crazy person jumping through the third subject on the edge of danger.

However, the destructive power of the players who are now well-trained is no longer as poor as it was during the Black Disaster. What's more, they have three power armors as the vanguard to break the formation.

Therefore, these infected chaos creatures could not stop the advance of this elite force at all. They soon arrived under the damaged and crumbling tower. The black hideous vines were wrapped around the tower like ghost claws, and all around it were various dead and stiff plants like black snakes. The half-burned Old Church silk battle flag hung down like a shroud, with the main theme of a ghost-seeing style.

Just by looking at the appearance of this thing and its aura, it is not difficult for players to judge that this damn place will definitely be replicated into a group copy next.

After all, the tower hides filthy things and the third holy blade arbitrator of the Church of Avalon. It is also a legacy that leads directly to the position of the Chosen One. Whether in terms of background story or power enhancement, this place deserves the status of a trial group.

But to be honest, as far as the development team's current efforts to continuously expand the channels for obtaining equipment are concerned, at least in the game "Real Alien World", dungeon clearing is by no means the only means of obtaining equipment. Therefore, the players who are most keen on dungeon clearing are those who pursue a sense of plot experience.

The real strength players are now in the desert working hard to gain reputation and get reward tokens.

After all, the most powerful equipment that can be obtained in this version must be made by the "Forger" machine tool in the Port of Origin. It is said that in a small update a few days ago, the protective gear produced by that machine tool can already randomly produce super BUG items such as [Primary Chaos Resistance] and [Primary Chaos Purification].

Of course, this "classic design" of random entries was almost immediately criticized by the player community. They madly attacked the development team on the forum for losing their conscience. However, the problem is that "True Alien World" has not charged players a penny so far.
Your excuse of accusing others of being a money-sucking scammer is totally untenable, baby!

"We can go no further, General Fraser!"

Just as Commodore Fraser grabbed the melta knife and chopped down the last raging Chaos Vegetative and set it on fire, the commander of the naval sailors they had rescued from the cave below stepped forward, his resolute face covered in cold sweat and the weapon in his hand a little shaky.

This was not only because of the exaggerated intensity of the battle, but also because of the severe psychological trauma. The brave soldier said to Fraser in a guilty tone:
"Our hearts are tortured, and the warriors' minds are shaken and unstable. This evil tower is no longer a place we can step into, but we will not retreat! We will stay here to defend you from the enemies that will appear later.

Please rest assured!
We will not allow any enemy to enter this tower until we are all dead, but the next battle can only be entrusted to you."

"It's okay, soldiers, you've done enough."

Frazier did not demand that the fighters continue to fight.

As someone who had been infected by the filth of Chaos and nearly died, he knew better than anyone the terrible strain that a mortal's mind would suffer when facing the power of Chaos. The fact that these warriors had not collapsed just now proved how intense the fire of revenge in their hearts was.

"Your broken swords alone will not be able to stop the wave of undead that will surely erupt next."

Chen Long, who was adjusting the exoskeleton output mode, said coldly:
"Think carefully. Staying here to defend will bring you no less danger than rushing in with us. If you stay here to defend, the result will most likely be that you will all die here."

"When our warships were destroyed by the damned fishmen, our honor was dead."

The commander gritted his teeth and said:

"We have come to this point. Unless we fight to the death here, there is no other way to wash away the shame of us defeated generals.

You need not say more, Transians, I have heard your stories during the Black Plague, and we will prove that in this situation facing the enemy of all life, the Plantagenets are no less courageous than you are."

"Tsk, I wish your king and nobles could understand this, too."

Sweet Potato Shao said with disdain.

But although the young man was tough in words, his actions were decisive. His team gathered together a few light machine guns and a heavy machine gun for the soldiers who were determined to stay behind. Other players also gathered together some explosives and incendiary bullets as supplements for them.

Players are creatures that have an unexpectedly high tolerance for anyone who dares to face fate and death, even if the two sides cannot be considered friends at the moment.

If the ammunition and supplies piled up like a small mountain were used properly, they could probably support these embarrassed soldiers until the end of the battle in the tower when facing the attacks of the undead and plants on Grammo Island. However, the fact that a group of mercenaries could gather together such a level of munitions made the Plantagenet sailor commander look very strange.

Ok.

It seems that the legendary accusation that Transians are barbaric warmongers is not groundless. How much do these guys love shooting?
Hey, are your psychic pockets full of bullets and firearms?

Anyway, after a brief rest, under the leadership of Ms. Natalie holding the holy blade, the players and the high-ranking priests of the Church of Avalon used the otherworldly C4 to blow open the gate of the tower blocked by dead wood, and then filed in. They were ready to fight various monsters in the tower, but when they rushed in, they found that except for some sporadic patrol monsters, the interior of the dead wood tower, which looked quite difficult to deal with, was surprisingly peaceful.

Even in those shrines and bookshelves that have not collapsed, some very valuable collections and some extremely high-quality psychic scrolls can be found, which makes the players shout that they have made a fortune.

However, as everyone stepped up the stairs, almost all the clergymen among the players who were protected by various gods received warnings from their respective god bosses.

They were treading into a very dangerous area.

"Fuck! The sound of Wamu Lao Da yelling in my head is making my head explode."

The giant shark holding the Beheader Axe complained harshly:
"It seems that this damn place does have some secrets. When we faced the Lord of Hunting, the Vum Prisoner was not so excited. What on earth is here? Could it be an opened subspace rift?"

"The devil knows!"

Niu Niu next to him complained, stretched out his hand to protect Anbo who was walking fast, and picked up the Death Moon Heavy Sword that he had seized from a pyramid in the underworld in the desert.

They walked up the stone steps. The higher they went, the quieter it became. When they reached the top of the tower, the players could even hear the sound of their own heartbeats, as if they had stepped into another space that was isolated from the material world.

This is not an illusion!
"We are walking into a dream, damn! This dead wood tower does not exist in the material world! I was saying it, Castle Avalon was burned down by fire eight years ago, how come such a complete tower still stands in the ruins?"

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As a psychic, Che Che tightly grasped his scarlet-glowing cane and shouted a warning:
"Add mental protection to everyone. Don't save on scrolls and potions! The fact that things from dreams can appear in the material world proves that the things here can already affect the rules of the real world. They are basically at the same threat level as the Lord of Hunting."

"What?"

Ge Bao's expression changed immediately, and he exclaimed:

"We fight an evil god? Can we win?"

"Alas, just because the threat level is the same doesn't mean the strength is the same."

Cheche said helplessly:

"No matter what this thing is, it hasn't yet broken out of the seal set by Ms. Gasper, so its combat power is still much weaker than that of the fully formed evil god. So don't worry, we're guaranteed to win!"

"Shh!"

Ms. Natalie, who was leading the way, turned around and made a gesture to keep quiet, then reached out and pushed open the illusory door in front of her.

The next moment, what came into everyone's eyes was a strange platform that could not be explained by common sense. It was like stepping into the stomach of a chaotic monster. Everywhere they looked were purple-red spots of light that turned into a sea of ​​stars.

In the center of this platform without any support stands an ancient altar, and on top of it stands an oak chalice engraved with inscriptions.

"I knew it."

Natalie spat, grabbing the Watcher's Sacred Blade that was burning like a torch.

Anbo beside her also recognized the Holy Grail in front of her.

That was the Holy Grail that the Old Church had begun to inscribe when they learned the natural ways of Avalon from the elven druids. It was also the Holy Grail of the Old Church that Natalie and Father Eugene had always been obsessed with. This thing represented the absolute orthodoxy of natural faith among humans, and was also the holy object that the Old Church had once used for consecration.

In front of the altar, there was an oak holy blade that looked exactly like the Watcher.

Its cold and flickering light of order was like a complete sealing rune that sealed the entire altar and the holy grail on it. At this moment, some black and sticky substance was constantly overflowing from the sacred wooden cup. It was the evil formed by the gathering of energy.

That was the purest power of Warp Chaos flowing.

The good news is that there are no dangerous Chaos Rifts in Deadwood Tower.

The bad news is that the corrupted Black Grail of the Old Church has become something more dangerous than the Chaos Rift. It has become a node that can directly infuse the pure power of Chaos into the material world.

That is to say, this place has been sealed for eight years. If the filthy Holy Grail had been allowed to continuously dump such filthy things into Grammar Island and the nearby waters since the moment the old religion collapsed, I am afraid that the Plantagenet Kingdom would have long since turned into a chaotic evil land.

However, the price of sealing this filth is that the natural forces of the entire Gramore Island have been completely distorted, and the living and the dead on the island can no longer rest in peace.

"Where is Ms. Casper?"

Little Fu looked around at the empty platform and said in confusion:

"Shouldn't she be in this sealed core area?"

"I wove a maze deeper into the dream to ensure that I would not be contaminated too deeply. It chased me in the maze. The evil creature is coming! Get ready, warriors!"

The weak voice of the cyber ghost echoed in this nightmare-shaped place, causing all players to subconsciously draw their weapons.

The next moment, under the gazes of everyone, the altar that sealed the Black Holy Grail began to vibrate, and the Arbiter's Holy Sword that suppressed the filth also let out a mournful cry under the heavy burden, and broke with a crackling sound as the players watched with regret.

Then the black mud-like filth could no longer be suppressed, and was shaped into the most twisted evil in the nightmare of drastic changes.

It hides in the illusion of truth and falsehood, staring at the challengers in front of it with its malicious eyes that keep flashing all over its body. It knows that as long as it kills these guys, this pathetic seal will no longer be able to suppress its ambition to pollute the world.

"Ow!"

The monster that expanded from the Black Holy Grail like a magic lamp waved its ghost claws made up of dozens of twisted vines and roared wildly at the players.

Just when its triumphant roar reached its loudest, a huge blood-red axe came flying and smashed into the guy's forehead, interrupting all the pride and madness in his throat.

"Bros!"

The giant shark raised his bare left hand to call back the Wamu Beheader. At the moment when the flying battle axe fell into his palm, Wamu's foreign follower shouted with a ferocious expression:

"This idiot doesn't seem to realize that it is the challenger to us, the Fourth Calamity. Ha! Cut it!"

"Fuck!"

As the players howled and rushed towards the nightmare creature, Xiao Fu Ge found that his body was disappearing from the platform. He waved his arms in panic, but saw Ms. Natalie turned around and said to him:

"Ms. Gaspard is waiting for you to rescue her from the nightmare maze. Go and save her! The great sacrifice's hard labor is over. Please, warrior."

(End of this chapter)