Reyek and Hewlis had just found a mission on the mission announcement board that they could easily complete.
Just as he returned to the hall and was about to call Rona to lead his team members away …
"Warriors, first team, get ready to charge! Three … Two … One … Release! Second team, continue to use Frost Arrows and aim at the Gnoll's footsteps! "
Rona, the advisor of the Yefferk Snake, was standing on the table in the middle of the Mercenary Guild, commanding all the mercenaries in the Mercenary Guild to carry out a battle.
Reyek didn't understand what was going on at all. He could only hear the continuous shouts from the Mercenary Guild.
"Black Oak's Mage echelon is about to run out of mana!"
"That Gnoll has broken through the first team of Warriors and is heading towards the Priest group at the back!"
"Have the hunters set up the Frost Trap in the middle of the battlefield?"
Rona immediately shouted to the other side of the Mercenary Guild.
"Of course it's set up!" Someone shouted from the other side.
Reyek counted carefully. The mercenaries that responded to Rona's command included Black Oak, Stone Heart, Prospectors … The mercenary groups that these mercenaries belonged to were almost all of the Noland Mercenary Guild.
Rona had already become the commander of the entire Mercenary Guild. But what was he commanding?
At this moment, Reyek turned his gaze to the wall in the Mercenary Guild that was supposed to be broadcasting the television program. On the projection screen, today's program had already been replaced by a wilderness.
In the wilderness, a huge Gnoll was aggressively breaking through the defensive line formed by the Warriors and charging towards the Spellcasters at the back. However, it didn't take a few steps before it stepped on a beast trap on the ground.
Cold frost began to appear on its body, and the Gnoll's movements gradually became slower.
"Second team of Warriors, fill up the gap! Quick! "
Rona shouted again, and another group of shield-wielding warriors appeared on the battlefield. They joined forces and used their shields to repel the Gnoll.
While the Warriors used the shield wall to block the Gnoll, the Spellcasters at the back tried their best to throw all their offensive spells at the Gnoll.
There were as many as 300 Alliance players on the battlefield. Even some low-level players came to join in the fun.
Almost a third of them were Mage players, and the spells they cast in one go were equivalent to a bombardment.
The insufferably arrogant Gnoll was forced to retreat. The enraged Gnoll's body suddenly turned red, and it let out an ear-piercing roar.
The Lurkers around the Gnoll were forced back by the roar.
"Is there really a second stage? Everyone, continue to maintain the previous formation! "Rona continued to command the battle calmly.
…
Iron Guard City.
"Damn it, damn it … What's wrong with this game! What's going on? "
Suture Needle kept biting her thumb. Her nails and the skin of her thumb had been bitten off, and blood was flowing out.
She had been entangled with the Gnoll for the whole morning, so much so that the durability of all the equipment in her 26 accounts had all dropped!
That's right, they were all gone.
On average, all of her characters had been killed by the Gnoll 23 times, which added up to more than 500 deaths!
When Suture Needle corpse ran back to her corpse and resurrected, her characters no longer had any combat strength left.
The Gnoll had also completely declared his dominance over the map. Almost no player could survive more than three rounds under his axe.
Suture Needle stared at the Weave interface. She no longer resurrected her characters.
This was because she had completely lost her patience with this game.
What the hell is going on with this game?
Her original plan to ambush the Alliance players, humiliate them, and destroy the gaming experience of the players in various ways had not yet been carried out.
The Gnoll had used its two axes to show her what a 'pleasant gaming experience' was.
When the durability of her last character's equipment was depleted, Suture Needle had the urge to tear off the leaves of the World Tree and eat them.
In fact, she really did it.
"Go to hell!"
Suture Needle resurrected her character to fight the Gnoll again. However, her character who had lost the durability of her equipment was unable to withstand a single blow from the Gnoll.
After her team was once again wiped out, Suture Needle could no longer control her anger. She angrily slammed her hands on the table in front of her.
"How can anyone play this damn game! Why?! "
Suture Needle screamed frantically at the screen that had turned black and white.
She did not understand why the Alliance players who were killed by the Gnoll would resurrect and continue to fight the Gnoll, only to be killed again!
What's the fun in this game of being ravaged by monsters?
Suture Needle already had the urge to delete the game, but she logged out of the game and directly logged into the Spellcaster forum, ready to post a wave of questioning posts in an attempt to stir up public opinion.
However, when she opened the World Scar section of the Spellcaster forum, the most replied post was "A guild seems to have withstood the attack of the Gnoll, everyone attack!"
Withstood? How is that possible …
Suture Needle immediately logged into her main account and found that the originally chaotic battlefield had been instantly divided into two layers.
On one side was the shield wall formed by the Warriors, and on the other side were the Mages and Priests.
The glowing Gnoll could not break through the defensive line of the Warriors at all. In the end, it became exhausted after going berserk and kept panting on the spot.
Taking advantage of this moment, all the players on the scene poured their attacks on the Bane of Elric Forest!
The huge body of the Gnoll fell heavily to the ground, and the battlefield also shone with the golden light of a level increase!
All the players who participated in this crusade received a level increase as a reward. Suture Needle's own character also leveled up by one level, and at the same time, two achievements appeared in front of Suture Needle.
"Bane's Fall!"
"Trailblazer of the Rift!"
Suture Needle did not care about this. She immediately logged into all the characters under her command. The Alliance and Horde Alliance contract still existed.
She controlled her character to rush towards the huge Gnoll, and the other players did the same. The comrades who were fighting side by side instantly flocked to the Gnoll's body.
But … Suture Needle did not find anything!
There was nothing in the Gnoll's body!
"Why!!"
Suture Needle cried out uncontrollably again.
"Why can't I loot the body?"
"Could it be that the reward was stolen by someone? That can't be … "
The players in the public channel had also entered a state of mutual suspicion. If it wasn't for the fact that PvP was prohibited in the game world, everyone on the scene would have already drawn their swords.
"The reward has been sent. Everyone, check your inbox."
A player posted a message in the public channel.
Suture Needle immediately opened her inbox and found two emails from the World Will.
The first email was attached with the title "Elric Forest's Bane's Soul". This item was an Epic-grade item. Suture Needle glanced at the description of the item and saw that it was "able to bestow special attributes on equipment".
She immediately opened the second email, and inside the email lay a crystal that emitted a pale white light.
It was also an Epic-grade item called "Rift Crystal". The description of the item was "A crystal condensed from the body of a monster from another world. Can be given to the blacksmith in the main city to forge Epic-grade equipment and exchange for mounts."
Suture Needle had obtained five crystals, which was a pitifully small number no matter how she looked at it.
"So the material used to forge the Bane's Ring is this monster! No wonder I didn't see it in so many dungeons. "
"If I remember correctly, this thing can be exchanged for horses with the quartermaster."
"It's a Dragonstrider, a dragon! Horses can be bought from the quartermaster. The mounts exchanged with Rift Crystals are much better looking than horses! "
"What's the point of looking good? The Bane's Ring is a divine item!"
After the players completed their crusade, they gathered together and began to chat.
Suture Needle glanced at the durability of her character's equipment. She knew that she had no chance of winning against the Alliance players in this state.
So, she could only reluctantly return her character to the Horde first.
"Suture Needle!"
Father Gainko, who had already left, rushed in at this time. He stared at Suture Needle and said word by word.
"The container ran away! What are you monitoring? "
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