Chapter 211 210 Beware of Darkness, and Be More Wary of Those Who Pursue Darkness. Alliance Leader Will Update More, Please Vote for Me! [915]

Chapter 211 210. Be wary of the darkness, and even more wary of those who chase the darkness - more updates from the leader, please vote for me! 【915】

(Additional update [4/5] for brothers who “don’t get up and love to doze off”)

The young players are already familiar with the job of rescuing people.

Although there are ghouls and wraiths everywhere in front of you, and you can occasionally see strange skeleton warriors, the assault team composed entirely of black iron ranks doesn't care about you.

The three shield Ts of Niu Niu, Bang Ge and Lan Hua were blocking the front, so that the people behind could safely output. After completing the Black Iron Trial and switching to advanced professions, the psionic masters who had not performed well before finally began to Lu Zhengrong took the lead, and Big Pigeon used psychic energy to bind and slow down a large area. The two psychic masters in the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry summoned a wall of flames and psychic lightning to smash down and burn them.

There are also burning kerosenes that are constantly thrown out and ignited, making the players look like they are walking through fire.

Even if an elite ghoul occasionally jumps out, he will be called upon by the shooters with more and more deadly bullets. It can be seen that everyone's fighting style is gradually taking shape, and they are cool and happy when they cooperate.

Of course, considering that they are all in the "T1" echelon of players, it is not surprising that they have such strength.

However, the joy of "spawning monsters" did not last long. When they arrived at the imprisoned survivor area, Good Pigeon let out an exclamation:

"Fuck! Isn't this too tragic?"

The other players were silent.

Because it's really miserable.

The gathering area in front of us is located on the edge of the underground river in the cave. There are no buildings at all. It is just a large group of shacks stacked together. The men and women in it all have dull faces, ragged clothes and marks of whipping on their bodies.

Their thinking also seemed to have been "dulled" by some kind of force, and no one welcomed the players when they came to rescue them. They were like wild beasts hiding in a den, hugging each other and trembling in fear, using frightened expressions. He looked at the group of heavily armed warriors in front of him.

There were a lot of people here, and every shack was packed tightly. Xiao Ashina waved her wings and spun around in the air, and then reported back:

"There are probably more than 600 people. I can't count the exact number, but some guys are hung on poles at the back, as if to punish them. Do you want to save them?"

"save!"

Sister Pomegranate sighed and said:

"That's it, let's collect everything that's due."

"Ouch."

Ashina pulled out his pistol in the air and fired several shots in the rear, saving the guys hanging on the poles. However, when they landed, they screamed and cursed, leaving the players stunned for a moment.

Are these guys still awake?

Sister Pomegranate quickly spread her wings and glided over, grabbing a woman who was not too dirty but had disheveled hair and "Griffin" tattooed on her shoulders and arms.

She looked at the other party's weak but clearly awake eyes and asked:

"How many people are here?"

"Who knows."

The rescued woman responded in a very unhappy tone:

"If I hadn't been killed by the Plague Rat King, I would have been here almost all the time. About number 700? I don't know. I've been tied here for many days. I feel like I'm about to die. Is there any water? Bread? Okay, let me have a bite!”

"Cut the nonsense!"

When Sister Pomegranate heard this guy's glib tone, she knew that this woman must not have been in a legitimate industry before. Her tone turned cold and she asked:

"Is there a second way out of here? We have to get you out."

"Huh? Get out? You can't get out."

The woman turned around and saw several personal guards of the Blood Vulture Clan leader who were waiting in full formation. She recognized the identities of these vampires and shrank her head knowing that she was in trouble. Her tone was no longer so arrogant, but she sighed and waved her hands weakly. said:

"The only way out is being watched by several fighting gargoyles under the Rat King. My brothers know that someone on the ground has reestablished order and want to escape, but guess what?

Hey, their bodies were thrown into the cave that night and served as snacks to the monster. "

"So there is a way out, right?"

Sister Pomegranate captured the key information.

She took out a few apples from her psychic bag and threw them to the woman. The latter gratefully took a few bites of them in her hand, but did not eat them all. Instead, she threw the rest to the person next to her. Three people who were as miserable as she was.

Those guys didn't bother to say thank you and started to eat. It was obvious that they were really hungry. They even threw the core of the apple into their mouths, chewed it and swallowed it.

"Who is you?"

This scene made Sister Pomegranate have some doubts about the identity of the woman in front of her, so she asked.

The woman rubbed her belly with a miserable smile on her dirty face. She probably wanted to express her kindness, but then she curled her lips and said in a waning tone:

"Dorothy, people in the outer city call me 'Razor'. That's what they call me to save face. As for me, it turns out that I am the boss of the Rat Gang. I make a living by doing black market business in the sewers. I turned out to be the bullshit Rat King." Take away my power.

He asked me to take care of these poor people, but only gave me a little food every day. It was clear that he wanted me to take the initiative to kill these poor people and send them to him to raise monsters.

Alas, I can't be cruel, after all, we are all neighbors. "

"So you were hung?"

Brother Bang next to him also looked at the woman in front of him suspiciously. He could feel that the other party might not be telling the truth, but now was not the time to discuss this. He said in a deep voice:

"Take us immediately to the exit guarded by the gargoyles!"

"You really want to take these people out?"

Dorothy looked at the "blood servants" in front of her in surprise, and she murmured in a low voice:

"They were all drugged by the Rat King. They were so confused that they didn't know that resistance would be a burden even if they were taken out. In Transia, no one would take risks for these dead people."

"That's what we need to think about."

Good pigeons are kind-hearted and don’t want to see others suffer. When they saw this woman still chattering, they shouted:

"You! Lead the way! Otherwise, you will be executed as an accomplice of that bullshit Rat King!"

"Oh, don't shout, little brother, why don't you let me lead the way?"

Dorothy stood up weakly and said worriedly:

"But the gargoyles over there are very powerful, much more powerful than the ones used by vampires. It is said that they are combat models brought back by the Rat King from other places. I'm afraid you guys are a little confused."

"Hey, Sarokdar was killed by us. He was just a gargoyle. You! Hurry up and lead the way!"

Niu Niu said disdainfully while carrying his shield.

This sentence made Dorothy's eyes tighten, and she immediately realized that something must have changed on the surface of the earth. No wonder the Rat King has been hiding in this ghost place and dare not go out, but this is a good thing for her current situation!

Great thing!

Hey, there's help now! ——

"boom"

The finely crafted shield in Maxim's hand was hit hard again, and the enchanted shield surface was hit with dents and claw marks. The terrifying force slap made the "monster" who was already known for his strength feel that his arms were about to be broken. .

The ghoul overlord in front of him roared and struck again. Maxim did not dare to block anymore. When the opportunity came, the night bat quickly transformed into a bat and perfectly dodged the blow.

But the failure to hit the target made the unformed ghoul overlord even more angry. The protruding bone spurs on its shoulders shot out in all directions like cannonballs after a single charge.

Its force is strong enough to crack mountains and crack rocks.

Fortunately, Natalie and Leonia are both flexible people and will not be hit by such direct attacks.

The bow knights continuously shoot scarlet arrows while gliding and dodging in the air. The special armor-piercing cones of these blood alliance knights are attached with psychic energy. After hitting the target, it will ignite the opponent's blood and make them miserable.

However, the armor-piercing cone that can penetrate steel armor is very difficult to cause effective damage to the underworld skin of the ghoul overlord. Leonia must use her full sniper arrow to pierce the opponent's body.

Among the three, the one that can cause effective damage is the big oak holy blade.

Needless to say, the guard's own purifying spiritual power can restrain evil spirits. Every slash can cause indescribable pain and damage to the monster.

However, what they have to face is a gold-level death creature!

Although it has not yet been completed and is just stuck in silver and gold, the servants of the dead summoned by the power of death and the terrifying undead poison are still not something that can be dealt with casually. Maxim's melee movements have begun to go out of shape. It means that he is under great pressure.

After he once again used Night Bat to transform and escaped the crazy cutting of the Ghoul Overlord, Natalie immediately stepped forward to fill the position, replacing Maxim and moving backward.

"We need support!"

Using a flurry of arrows to quickly clear away the awakened ghoul minions around the filthy blood pit, Lenia fired her bow again while shouting:

"This thing's underworld aura is infecting our bodies. We must conduct a large-scale spiritual purification to cut off its connection with the underworld plane. Otherwise, we will never win!"

"At this time! Where do you want me to find a purifier for you? You elf are really telling lies with your eyes open."

Maxim coughed up black blood and checked the information on the calculation orb. He said:

"Mrs. Tris is already on the way. She has brought materials for casting spells. Hold on."

"boom"

Before she finished speaking, Natalie was thrown out like a cannonball and landed beside Maxim in disgrace.

But despite this, she still held the big oak blade in her hand tightly.

The two melee fighters were repulsed, and the ghoul overlord who was no longer hindered suddenly let out an excited war roar. Under the constant pull of the soul-stealing roar, Leonia was soon being chased around.

But this silver-level bow knight does have real abilities. She can still shoot uninterruptedly in close combat chases.

"You guys get out!"

Natalie got up and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, holding the holy blade in her hand. She seemed to be about to cast a seemingly incredible spell.

Emerald green runes danced out on his cheeks.

She endured the discomfort in her body and said hoarsely:

"The natural spiritual energy burst with divinity will also affect you, please wait at least one minute before coming in!"

"Can you do it?"

Maxim asked, and Natalie said hoarsely:

"You have to give it a try whether it works or not. This is also my first time using magic. I hope God Avalon will bless us tonight."

"If the merciful Avalon really wants to send blessings here, then we will both be doomed."

Leonia activated the hunter's secret technique, jumped to Maxim's side with a long-distance flash, picked up the injured monster and rushed out of the cave.

She was straightforward and had no doubts about Natalie's determination to fight.

After all, he is the "chosen one" who can wield the holy blade, and he will never die here in a daze.

Well, there's a high probability that it won't, right?

But just as Natalie was chanting her natural magic to the last moment, a scarlet rift quietly opened in this filthy place, and Tris, holding the Serenade Scepter and carrying a box of spellcasting materials, just walked out humming a song.

A complex psychic vibration composed of scarlet cipher text was suspended behind her, and she was obviously preparing to use the secret magic of the Scarlet Witch Lady to clean up the unformed Plague Ghoul Overlord, so as to show her majesty as the Blood Eagle Grand Duke.

As a result, the confident Blood Eagle Grand Duke had just stepped into the cave, and was greeted by a emerald green light that filled his face and came with the purification of divinity, bursting out like sunlight.

Divine magic hit his face?

Is this a trap? Is the evil witch hunter planning to kill the Ghoul Overlord and himself in one second? Is he so bold?

Tris: “???”

Natalie: “.”

There was no way. The president of the Adventurer’s Guild had already seen Tris, but the divine art could not be interrupted at the last moment. Vines pierced out from the rock walls on all sides, and the purification power from the gods was ready to go like a green sun fist.

I don’t know if it was her illusion.

Her Avalon God was particularly active in responding tonight, as if even the gods were expecting a certain unreliable vampire duke to suffer.

A few seconds later, Tris’s angry and helpless screams echoed in this emerald cave:

“Natalie! You did it on purpose, didn’t you! Didn’t you just beat up your dad more than a hundred years ago? Why do you hold a grudge like that? No wonder you were recognized by the Watcher. You and your sword are both petty-minded!”

Outside the cave, Maxim and Ms. Leonnia, who supported each other, stared at this “teleportation accident” with their eyes wide open.

After several seconds of embarrassment, the Silver Bow Knight coughed and said:

"She is still so full of energy after taking a natural divine spell head-on. It seems that the legends about Lady Scarlet Witch are true. She is worthy of being a genius of our clan."

"I admit that our Grand Duke is a genius."

Maxim whispered:

"But as for her luck, well, as she said, it is indeed a little bit worse."

--

In the upper cave, Murphy suddenly sheathed the Cold Fang Blade in his hand.

The four elite ghouls frozen in front and behind him moved forward with his steps, and the frozen stinking corpses also exploded like ice shatters and turned into remains on the ground.

Necessary Evil did not care about the self-regulation of "I don't eat rotten blood" at this time. Perhaps it felt the floating bad mood in Murphy's heart, so it obediently entered the fierce cruise hunting, shuttled back and forth in the dark cave, and quickly killed those ghouls and ghosts.

Tribune Kudel was resting in front of a rock wall blocked by psychic power, leaning on his scarlet sword. Before Murphy arrived, he had already killed most of the elite ghouls in the cave.

To be honest, Kudel was not the strongest vampire Murphy had ever seen, but he was definitely the most powerful blood clan swordsman.

Although this guy might still be a little bit stupid, his destructive power and combat power were indeed ridiculously strong. It was probably because he had a belief in his heart that other vampires did not have, which allowed him to burst out with power far beyond his peers.

"He's in there."

Kudel said to Murphy who was walking over:

"Maybe he was casting some escape spell, or maybe he was asking for help from his villain companions. I'm not good at psychic power, so I'll leave the rest to you."

"Well? Since you recognized him as the offspring of Tris, don't you have any interest in even a little bit of the secret of the Grand Duke?"

Murphy stretched out his hand and clasped it, and the necessary evil that was flying over landed steadily in his palm, and he turned his wrist to shake off the smelly blood on the blade.

He asked:

"And you have chased here, wouldn't you feel uncomfortable if you don't see the chief criminal surrender with your own eyes?"

"I am not here to kill."

Kudel picked up his heavy sword and turned to leave without any hesitation.

He said in a deep voice:

"I am just fulfilling my duty. As a tribune, I must protect the people here."

"Then please escort them away. I will accept and treat those people."

Murphy raised the necessary evil and pierced into the blocked psychic barrier in front of him. Under the piercing of the midnight miracle, the psychic barrier that could resist Kudel's heavy sword attack was quickly torn apart.

He could feel the fear of the "rat king" hiding in it without even listening.

What a bastard.

"Kudel!"

When Murphy tore open the psychic barrier and was about to step into it, he turned around and shouted to the tribune who had walked into the darkness:

"I will start to clean up the jackal bandits in Transia to welcome more homeless people to live better on this land. The black disaster that once ruined your life is coming.

I mean, you still have a lot of people to protect.

I don't know if you have regained your sanity, but if you want to bring the order you want to this land, then I will wait for you in the Blood Eagle Corridor tomorrow night.

I know you hate all vampires, you even hate yourself.

But I promise you that we are different from Salokdar, we are different from other vampires, we are all aliens in the midnight, we can help each other."

The tribune paused, but he did not give an answer in the end, but continued to walk and disappeared into the darkness.

Murphy didn't care.

When he turned his head, his handsome face was already covered with the frost of killing. The culprit in front of him might indeed be the offspring of Tris.

But so what?

If you do bad things, you must die. It's the same in every world, right? Why should this bastard in front of him be an exception?