"An elf that can resurrect? The Life Goddess? "
Inside a majestic temple, a tall figure clad in black armor and wearing a demon mask was holding a parchment letter in his hand, deep in thought.
His eyes flickered with a faint blue light, and his aura was extremely deep. The dim lights in the entire temple were faintly discernible as he breathed.
Lich King Pelone.
He was the ruler of the Dark City-State Alliance, the Blessed of the God of Darkness and Shadows, Holder, and the instigator of this war in the underground world …
"Haha, what interesting information."
After reading the letter in his hand, he chuckled and then turned to the ten-meter-tall statue in the center of the temple.
The statue had the appearance of an old man with a hunched back. He was dressed in a black robe, holding a skull scepter in one hand and a thick book in the other.
Lich King Pelone knelt respectfully in front of the temple and then prayed in his hoarse and heavy voice.
"Praise the Lord! The Protector of Darkness, the Master of Shadows, the true master of the Underworld — the great Holder! "
"Your humble believer, Pelone, has important news to pray to you …"
With his words, dark light gradually gathered on the statue, and traces of terrifying and solemn power descended into the temple.
…
The Underworld.
A huge area shrouded in shadows.
This was the place closest to the endless Abyss in the Underworld and was full of chaotic laws and monsters with distorted minds.
However, this place was different from the Fallen Abyss. Although the laws were chaotic, they were full of order, showing a strange distortion …
This was the Land of Darkness, also known as the Shadow Region. It was a special area created by the Primordial Death to solve the problem of erosion in the Abyss, and it was also the hometown of shadow monsters.
In the center of this area, there was a kingdom shrouded in shadows.
A thick layer of Divine Power protected this place, isolating countless shadow creatures outside. All the shadow creatures did not dare to approach this place easily and had a kind of reverence and fear that came from their souls.
This was the Shadow God Kingdom, the kingdom of the God of Darkness and Shadows, Holder.
At this moment, this ancient True God, who possessed Intermediate Divine Power and had once been the deputy of the Death God, was sitting in front of a terrifyingly powerful Shadow Dragon. He was stroking the dragon's head as if he was petting a pet while receiving prayers from the Chosen.
"Immortal elves? Goddess of Life? "
There was a hint of interest in Holder's old voice.
"Hella, huh …"
He muttered to himself.
After pondering for a moment, Holder patted the shadow dragon that was obediently kneeling beneath him. His majestic voice resounded throughout the divine kingdom.
"Darkniss, go to the Underdark in the World of Segers and meet a few old friends for me. Ask them if they are interested in regaining their strength."
"Now, there is a good opportunity on the surface of the Segers world …"
With that, the Shadow Dragon under him roared obediently, then left his seat. It flapped its bat wings that were surrounded by black smoke and left the divine kingdom.
After the Shadow Dragon left, Holder took out a scroll made of animal skin and gently tore it into pieces.
"Your Holiness Oulleur, I can accept your alliance proposal."
"But … before that, I hope to see more sincerity from you."
"Of course, I think there are some things that you would be happy to do …"
…
The Underworld.
It had been a month since the defensive battle of Blade City, but the war here was still ongoing.
However, there was no longer a high-intensity siege like the one in Blade City.
The two sides of the war entered a strange stalemate, as if waiting for a better opportunity.
Although the Dark Army that besieged the city of Sanatar had not retreated, the residents of the Silent City-State had gradually become familiar with this strange atmosphere.
It was the same for the players.
There were not many players who were still active on the city walls. Only when the Dark Army routinely sent out small groups of Undead troops to attack the city would there be people gathering.
Most of the time, everyone's attention was focused on doing business, exploring the surroundings, and cleaning up some shadow monsters that the Dark Alliance had deliberately placed outside the city, or some other powerful underground monsters.
Outside Blade City, 30 kilometers to the southeast.
Here, the straight-line distance from the World Tree on the surface was close to 500 kilometers. It was almost the limit of the players' activity area.
Five Elves in different clothes were standing in front of a huge monster that had fallen on the ground. They were chatting excitedly as they cut up the corpse.
"Phew … I've finally maxed out again. I didn't expect the underground monsters to be so tough. But they're all good materials."
The tank warrior "Optimist" stood in front of the monster that looked like a crocodile. He wiped his big sword and said happily.
"Bah! If you hadn't been so crazy in the defensive battle that you didn't pay attention to the resurrection coins, would we be here helping you level up? You must save enough resurrection coins for emergencies! "
The one who spoke was the gourd.
He glared at Optimist in disdain as he squatted on the ground and cut up the corpse.
"Don't worry, I've saved up a lot these few days."
The optimist replied.
This was Boxed Lunch's battle team.
After the defensive battle of Blade City, they did not immediately return to the surface to continue exploring the western part of the Elf Forest. Instead, they hunted monsters in the underground world.
The reason … was that the taunting warrior in the team, the player with the ID "Optimist", was too excited during the battle and did not notice that he did not have enough resurrection coins. As a result, after he died, he was short of seven resurrection coins and lost seven levels.
Hence, after the battle, the team discussed for a while and decided to accompany him to kill monsters in the underground world to get his level back.
Anyway, they were all liver kings and had maxed out long ago. They did not mind accompanying their teammates.
After playing together for so long, they were all old comrades. Other than Boxed Lunch, everyone had met online and offline many times. Whether it was in the game or outside, they had all become friends. Naturally, when one was in trouble, everyone would help.
Of course, curiosity about the surroundings of Blade City was one of the reasons.
Today, Optimist finally leveled up to Level 40. After the team finished the last battle, they planned to return to the surface and continue the unfinished exploration.
"Hurry up and keep the Essence materials. Let's return to the surface. I miss Miss Nightingale's breakfast."
The Elf Mage with the ID "I'm Invincible" was helping Calabash cut up the monsters while winking at Boxed Lunch.
"Am I right, Captain?"
Boxed Lunch was speechless.
"Do your job well."
He kicked Calabash's butt and sent him into the monster's wound. His face was covered in blood …
I'm Invincible: …
"Hahahaha …"
Looking at the Elf Mage's dumbfounded expression, the other players laughed.
After laughing for a while, Calabash seemed to have thought of something and said,
"Speaking of which, I heard from Giant Xian Meow that a few Guilds are planning to take advantage of the October holiday to have a large-scale offline" Elf Nation "event in Demon Metropolis. Cuckoo, Tomato, Brother Mu, Dema, and the Autobot's Shapeshifter Ji Gang are all going. Are you going? "
I'm Invincible was taken aback. Then, he touched his chin.
"I can consider it. Anyway, I don't have anything important on October 1st."
Druid "Chopin" shook his head.
"Forget about me. Demon Metropolis is too far from my house. But I can video call you then."
"That's a pity. This time, the host, Salty Meow, promised to provide food and accommodation. Of course … it's only limited to the high-level players of the Mengmeng Committee."
Calabash shook his head and sighed.
"Damn! Tycoon … Even if she's a high-level player, she must have spent a lot of money, right? "
Optimist widened his eyes.
"I think it's her hotel."
"…"
"Poverty limits my imagination."
“+1”
“+2”
…
"Captain? Captain, aren't you going? "
After asking around, Calabash looked at Boxed Lunch.
Boxed Lunch shook his head.
Calabash was a little disappointed when he saw Boxed Lunch shaking his head.
"Sigh … Captain, I wanted to take a photo with you as a souvenir … But you don't come every time. What a pity."
Chopin also chimed in:
"That's right, that's right. If you go, Boxed Lunch, I'll go no matter how far away my house is."
Boxed Lunch still shook his head.
"Well, I'm afraid our captain is definitely a super social phobe in real life."
I'm Invincible spread his hands.
Boxed Lunch remained silent.
Seeing that their captain was determined not to go, the others did not force him.
The few of them chatted and quickly moved on to other topics. From "Elf Nation" to other games, from games to real life, and from real life to all kinds of jokes.
For a while, they chatted happily.
However, just as the team members were chatting happily, suddenly … Boxed Lunch, who was standing at the outermost edge, frowned slightly.
He suddenly made a gesture for silence. Then, he said in a low voice,
"Quiet …"
The other four players subconsciously stopped talking. Then, they looked at Boxed Lunch warily and picked up their weapons at the same time.
As a Hunter, Boxed Lunch had the highest perception in the team.
Boxed Lunch looked in a certain direction in the distance. His expression gradually became serious.
"There's … something coming."
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