Conquer Another World From the Beginning of the Game

Chapter Fifty-Five

In the second half of the "Dynamic Story Quest", the long-term mission of escorting the civilians of Camor back to the town was released. After the long-term mission of squatting in the poison gas swamp to clean monsters, swaying around and collecting, disputes caused by the ownership of a certain monster during the process of spawning. Players who are passionate and passionate about PK will immediately retreat and rush back to the stronghold to gather.

The game time is eleven o'clock at noon, and the real time is only six in the morning. This time period is not the peak online period. Many people have just been offline after playing for one night, and many people have not yet reached the online time.

So... the patriarchs who quickly packed up and arrived outside the stronghold to wait in advance, were surprised to find that the number of dead spirits was less than half of the previous day...

Andre, who was riding a horse, couldn't help but look at the chattering undead on the platform inside the stronghold, and he turned his head to monitor Lowell in a low voice: "It seems to be a matter of cleaning up the monsters. The number of these undead is much less."

Rowell nodded slightly.

Skeletons are just the weakest type of undead creatures, and they can be destroyed by destroying them completely or sending them back to the Dimensional Demon Realm with repatriation spells.

Tarantan’s monsters have bred wantonly for thousands of years. Powerful monsters and monsters abound. No matter how fragile skeletons are united and intelligent, there will inevitably be a large number of casualties in the process of cleaning up the monsters.

Andre sighed slightly, and when he looked at the noisy group of undead, his expression became complicated...

The void invasion caused by the unstable time-space rift is the disaster second only to the resurrection of the ancient gods.

No one can clearly say what an unstable space-time rift that occasionally appears in a certain place will bring. Barren wasteland.

Tarantan is the hardest-hit area infested by unstable time and space rifts. Although there has been no invasion of the void demons so far, the wandering monsters are enough to turn this vast wilderness into a life forbidden zone.

I have personally seen these undead scavenging monsters in a courageous (reckless) way of "no matter the cost, the courage to sacrifice, and no fear of casualties". Even if Andre dislikes the undead, such low-level creatures in the demon world, he has no choice but to react to the actions of these undead. Respect.

Andre, who was in a complicated mood, suddenly saw...the undead walked to the soil platform at the center of the platform, with his hands and feet close together, sinking straight into the ground.

Andre: "???"

Rowell, who also has good eyesight: "???"

Other apologists: "???"

"This, this is—this undead chose to return to the Dimensional Demon Realm by himself?!" Andre took a deep breath.

When the undead is repatriated by the spell, or when the black mage actively/passively cancels the summoning, it returns to the dimensional demon world by sinking into the ground like this.

This made Andre completely puzzled. Dark Mage Yang Dafang stood on the side of the civilians and directed the private soldiers to load the truck. How did these undead cancel the summoning contract by themselves? !

… It’s not wrong to explain the process of players going online as a summoning contract. It’s just that this kind of contract is not compulsory, and any party can unilaterally suspend or even terminate the contract...

Under the shocked gaze of these guardians, more than a dozen undead walked to the vicinity of the soil platform in just a few minutes and sank into the ground.

The other undead simply ignored the "return" of their companions, and still did their own things, or in groups, or making noise in twos and threes.

Andre: "..."

The "young" Paladin who had lived for more than a hundred years held his head in pain with his hands.

Don't understand! I really don't understand!

What kind of contract did these undead who know how to use systematic language communication and know how to cooperate with the black mage Yang concluded... he couldn't imagine it at all!

Andre felt the stinging pain in his head, and there seemed to be multiple, obscure and obscure sounds in his ears...

"Stop, Andre."

Andre's body trembled, and then realized that he was already covered in cold sweat.

"I... I'm sorry, I lost my mind." Andre wiped his cold sweat and lowered his head in shame.

"Don't think about things that you don't need to understand." Lowell, who discovered the abnormality of his subordinates in time, said solemnly, "No one can know everything, and there is no need to question oneself for this."

Andre said with a dumb voice: "Yes."

Lowell shook his head slightly, looked away from Andre, frowned and looked at the unruly undead.

Although he stopped Andre, Rowell himself was more curious about these undead than Andre.

Andre is already a more mature veteran in the cavalry team, and even Andre is easy to live and shake, making Rowell a little worried... Maybe it is not a good idea to agree to Yang's invitation.

"Quickly, look at that!"

At this time, a paladin from the cavalry team pointed somewhere in horror and greeted the others excitedly.

Rowell was slightly angry, and was about to scold the paladin for not being solemn enough, and the corner of his eyes swept in the direction the person was pointing... so Rowell was also stunned.

The patriarchs were waiting in the open space outside the stronghold, because this stronghold has not yet begun construction, and it is still a big wasteland. Riding a horse can see where there is no tent blocking the view of the stronghold.

Across the heads of the noisy undead, the patriarchs clearly saw... the earth platform where a dozen undead "returned" before, one after another, a frame of skeletons appeared...

Guardians: "???"

Rowell turned his head in horror, looking for the black magician.

Yang Qiu, who was directing the private soldiers to do things, didn't look here at all.

Rowell: "..."

The black robe inspector turned his eyes back to the direction of Tutaizi again.

The skeletons "floating" from the earth platform have already walked down the earth platform, but the skeletons on the goose earth platform have not diminished--there are still skeletons popping up!

One batch, another batch, another batch...

In less than half an hour, the number of undead on the platform doubled and returned to the size of yesterday-no, Rowell found that the undead seemed to have become more! More than I saw yesterday!

Rowell: "……(゜ロ゜

Rowell kept (゜ロ゜) his face, turning his head away stiffly.

His optimistic subordinate, Joyce Andre, was pale, with broken eyes, and was holding his head with both hands.

"Calm down, Andre!"

Lowell hurriedly imposing a prayer of tranquility to Andre, and immediately took the team to a place that was some distance away from the stronghold and could not see the undead for repair...

After another half an hour...

"I've been waiting for a long time, I can set off." Yang Qiu rode an undead horse that didn't look too sloppy, and wandered over to inform the escorts, "The undead's motorcade will set out first to lead the way. Please come with me. "

"Okay." Rowell responded dryly, only to find that something was wrong when it was over, "Huh? The team?"

"Exactly." Yang Qiu turned away from the horse and motioned to the escorts to follow.

Rowell led the escorts and followed Yang Qiu out of the temporarily trimmed flat ground, and saw the convoy of the undead with a slap...了(゜ロ゜).

A convoy of more than thirty metal tricycles, supported by a small team divided by the undead, marched to the east mightily.

The undead walking on the tricycle pulled the shivering more than a hundred civilian women, as well as the simple luggage they carried and the materials they would consume on the road. The laughter and laughter can be faintly heard several hundred meters away...

Rowell: "..."

The black robe supervisor silently blessed himself with a prayer of calming the nerves.

The cavalry team of the Holy Order Army followed the undead for less than ten minutes after moving with them...The patriarchs saw with their own eyes a scene that shattered their worldview:

Part of the undead who trot with the car climbed into the tricycle bucket by themselves. After explaining a few words to their companions, they "wrapped down" and scattered into piles of bones.

The companions of the undead...wrapped their companions' bones and equipment with clothes and the like casually, sorted them out, and made noise while trotting with the car...

After the black robe monitor was silent for a while, he had to bless the soothing prayers for all the team members...

Players who reach the first level can use the teleport function of the resurrection point to teleport between Desolate Stronghold and Exile Town every half an hour. Players below the first grade cannot activate the teleport function.

This kind of "class discrimination" is the same setting... A week ago, the cliff will be sprayed with blood from the players. The big units only have more than 40 potential values. How about a teleportation function limited by 50 potential values? thing?

For now, not many players have sprayed it.

Even if there is a potential value that has not kept up with the big army, after two days of dynamic plot missions and countless "elite monsters", the potential value will also rise.

Even if the potential value is less than 50, the teleportation array cannot be used, but as long as you actively participate in dynamic tasks, you will not miss the story of the version.

As for those who don’t have time to do long-term tasks, or have not been able to find relatives and friends to help piggyback the "skeletal bones", they can only squat in Exile and watch the geomantic landscape of the desolate stronghold with jealousy, and watch others teleport with jealousy. Do long-term missions in the past...

"It's too hard, this game is too hard."

Teacher Yuchi, who was resting at home due to a bad cold and was rarely able to go online on working days, sighed sighingly on the construction site of a life professional collector, doing the task of moving bricks without any taste.

Those who can be teleported, or those who have followed the large forces before, have all gone to do the task. In addition, now the online peak period, the entire exile town is deserted, and even the most popular life occupation instructor collection master site is only small. Two or three cats.

"Teacher, you also want to do that long-term mission? Then why didn't you ask others to bring your number on." Another casual player who was also moving bricks smiled.

Teacher Yuchi’s ID is called "Your teacher is always". This is a weird ID because she didn’t know that the ID in the game can only display six characters when she named her...In short, because the ID is more weird, although Teacher Yuchi It belongs to the casual party that can't run out of game time every day, and it is still remembered by many players.

"I was hanging up the bottle in the hospital when this mission came out. I had a bad cold. Xiaoliu called me, but I didn't receive it." Teacher Yuchi said painfully, "I knew I went to the hospital with a helmet, anyway. The bottle will not be delayed."

"Yeah, last time I accidentally bumped my toe and it was so painful that I couldn't sleep. It was easier to play the game." Casual player said, "This game is awesome, better than painkillers."

Two players wearing only two-piece suits for beginners passed by and heard the conversation between them. One of the players whose ID was "Master Liu" looked at them.

"Huh? I haven't seen the ID. Is it a newcomer?" Teacher Yuchi also saw the two of them and threw it over with an appraisal technique.

"ID: Master Liu"

"Race: Undead"

"Grade 1"

"Potential: 82"

Teacher Yuchi: "Fuck?"

Teacher Yuchi looked at another rookie player who was walking away with "Master Liu".

"ID: Old Geng"

"Race: Undead"

"Grade 1"

"Potential: 98"

Teacher Yuchi: "Lost in a trough?!"

Casual players did not understand why Teacher Yuchi suddenly reacted like this: "What's wrong? What's wrong with the newcomer?"

Teacher Yuchi pointed to the back of the two newcomers who were walking away, hissed to exhaustion: "Identify! You identify yourself!"

The casual player uttered "Oh" and threw out his skills...

"Hi Nima?! Is this potential value going to heaven?? The dog plans to stop being a human, right? Open this kind of back door for newcomers! Shady! I want to report shady!!"

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