There was nothing that couldn't be discussed, so Dafei immediately replied, "Boss Ma, I'm just a player who accepted a quest to be a bystander. Even if I don't accept this quest, won't the NPC act on his own? It's just that I feel guilty, so I sent you a message. The key is to see how Boss Ma responds. "
Chuo Long chuckled and said, "Thank you so much for the reminder, Brother Fei. Actually, we've already lost the main battlefield. That small group of people won't be able to cause much trouble. In short, we'll adjust our activities and won't make things difficult for Brother Fei."
Dafei hurriedly said, "No, no, no, Boss Ma, don't be so polite with me. I feel guilty for doing this over and over again!"
Yuan Cui Long laughed, "It's fine, it's fine! We let Brother Fei down first. I'm the one who feels guilty. "
After ending his conversation with Dafei, Yuan Cui Long's Egg exploded with anger. He couldn't help but curse, "You bastard, stepping on me over and over again. Do you really think that I was called Brother Ma for nothing?"
What now? After losing on the main battlefield, would the enemy's rearguard be unable to escape? Yuan Cui Long had no choice but to give up on his last hope.
In reality, the main battlefield had already been routed. Yuan Cui Long didn't have much interest in continuing to play around in the World Tree. Yuan Cui Long didn't care about targets that the Demon King looked down on. At that time, Yuan Cui Long wanted to talk to Lei Ren about the future development of the Hell race. In other words, he had an unimportant team member take over Lei Huolong and continue to play in the Lava Space. He then arranged for Lei Ren to take over another Hell account with a high Reputation.
When Lei Ren heard about the account change, he thought he was going to be removed from his position. Adding on the fact that he had been exhausted for the past few days, he was so anxious that he fainted and was taken to an IV drip.
Sigh, he's so young, but his mental fortitude is so poor. How can he be a pro player?
When he thought of Lei Ren's performance, Yuan Cui Long couldn't help but shake his head. He originally didn't plan on replacing him, but after he fainted, Yuan Cui Long changed his mind. However, Dragon Slaying didn't plan on relying on the Hell race to be the main force, so he didn't hurry to decide on a replacement. In short, there would always be a lot of eyes staring at an empty spot. Let's see how the others perform.
Lei Huolong's account was temporarily replaced by a member of the studio. Out of boredom, Cui Long decided to board the Thunder Fire Dragon and see what this NPC called Sirar had to say.
Truth be told, through his observation of the plot, Chuo Lung realized that Sirius was obsessed with improving his personal strength. Yes, that was understandable. Sirar used to be powerful, but in the previous war at the Pond of Light, he had made a desperate attempt and ended up crippling himself. He wasn't even a hero anymore. This was the price he had to pay for his pursuit of merit.
However, as a demon, he seemed to have made the most basic mistake. What was the use of a demon who had lost his power, no matter how much merit he obtained? How could he resist it? Fortunately, he seemed to have understood. This was indeed an interesting NPC.
Now, Zhuo Long boarded Lei Huo's ship and spoke to him. "Lord Sirar, the Kingdom of the Elves seems to have discovered that we are in the Magma Space. They are preparing to attack us."
The flames on Sirar's body flickered. "You found us so soon?"
"What should we do, my lord?" Zhuo Long asked.
Sirar smiled coldly. "What do you think we should do?"
Sirar was speechless. "The Elves seem to be waiting for us to kill the Demigod Crow, then immediately attack us."
Sirar was shocked. "The Demigod Crow? I see! No wonder I sensed a familiar power from the Mercury Lake. This Crow must be the demigod Ansu, who was killed by the demigod's doppelganger in the Solar Eclipse War a thousand years ago. He was the legendary messenger of the gods and the teacher of the Druil. He was only one step away from becoming a god when he was alive. But now, he has become an undead. "
Zhuo Long was stunned. "Can't gods be resurrected? Can gods be turned into undead? "
Sirar sneered. "Mortals can't kill gods. Only gods can kill gods. But even so, gods don't die so easily. As long as there is a shred of consciousness or divine sense left in them, they can still be resurrected through another very common method — turning mortals into undead. "
Zhuo Long was not interested in listening to Sirar's explanation. "Since the Kingdom of the Elves is waiting for us to kill the Crow, why don't we not kill the Crow and continue to cultivate here?"
Sirar said coldly, "Waiting for us to kill the Crow? Are you sure your information is reliable? If the Elves knew that their Demigod Crow had fallen here, they would have found a way to worship it again and resurrect it. How could this Crow become an undead? "
Zhuo Long's heart sank. Was Dafei's information reliable? But he knew about the Magma Dimension and the Demigod Crow! There was no way a player could fool the System!
Sirar sneered. "Fine. We can't rule out the possibility that they found out too late. That means this dimension is already under the Elves' surveillance. Our mission was doomed from the start?"
Zhuo Long said calmly, "I think it's better for you to cultivate here for a while. What do you think, sir? "
Sirar laughed out loud. "Of course. I've told you before, haven't I? A pure land of fire like this is already under the control of high-level demons in Hell, and there's no room for me to lay my hands on it. Now that I've found a place where I can become stronger, I'll stay at all costs. I don't want to live a life of humiliation and powerlessness anymore!" Sirar said.
Zhuo Long nodded. "What do you mean at all costs?"
Sirar sneered. "You have two choices. One, go back and tell the Demon King that I won't be coming back for a while, or tell him that I've betrayed him —"
Zhuo Long's body trembled. He's going to betray me!
Sirar continued, "Two, follow me. I can't be stronger than the Demon King, and I can't give you as many benefits as the Demon King. But the Demon King has too many subordinates, and the resources he can use on you are limited. Do as you see fit. "
Zhuo Long was stunned.
Sirar snorted. "Of course, there's a third choice. You can try to kill me, the traitor!"
— System Notification: Sirar has issued you the quest 'The Traitor's Choice'!
— Quest Notification: You have three choices. Once you choose to follow the traitor, you will receive a huge punishment from the faction. Please consider carefully.
— System Notification: Your quest 'Infiltrate the World Tree' has failed.
At that moment, the other members of the workshop all exclaimed, "Sir, we failed the quest. A new quest popped up!"
Zhuo Long was stunned by the sudden change. For a moment, the think tank in the command center also began to discuss among themselves. "Sir, be careful! Once you betray the Demon King, you might not be able to use the Infernal Gate class skill. The principle of Infernal Gate is that the Demon King summons troops from hell, but hell has no reason to send troops to a traitor! "
Zhuo Long was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses. Interesting! It was really interesting. As a demon, he had indeed betrayed the Demon King. Even a professional player like him had never heard of such a thing.
Zhuo Long continued to ask, "Sir, I have a few questions. Do you mean that if the elven army attacks, you will surrender?"
Sirar laughed wildly, flames burning all over his body. "That's right. I surrender! But the premise is that I want to stay here and help them develop the Lava Dimension. The elves don't have the ability to develop the Lava Dimension. They will definitely agree to my small request, right? "
Damn it, do you still look like a demon like this? Zhuo Long did not know whether to laugh or cry. "What if they don't agree and kill us all?"
Sirar smiled proudly. "Wait until they kill that demigod crow in their way! What do you think? Have you made your choice? "
Zhuo Long laughed in surprise. As long as they followed him, Lei Huolong, the so-called number one player in the China server, would definitely be useless. However, this also meant the birth of a new hidden class? Interesting! The Dragon Slayer Guild had no less than two hundred high-end Infernal accounts. They did not care about the dozen accounts that were participating in this quest.
Alright, as a professional player, there was no point in carefully calculating and calculating. It was better to be like an ordinary player like Dafei, who relied on luck to get surprises one after another.
Having made up his mind, Zhuo Long asked the command center with a smile, "What do you guys think? Let's bet on a dozen hidden classes?"
The command center burst into laughter. "As long as the guild leader is happy, what's a little fun?"
Zhuo Long laughed. "Alright! I haven't personally developed a hidden class in years. I'm so happy! Go betray us all, haha! "
— System Notification: You have chosen to follow the traitor Sirar. Your Merits and Reputation in the Infernal race have been reduced to zero. Your main class skill, Hell's Gate, and related sub-skills cannot be used. You have received a refund of 10 Skill Points.
Zhuo Long laughed in surprise. He really did cripple his main class! With his Merits and Reputation reduced to zero, he was no different from a newbie!
Sirar laughed loudly. "You guys are very courageous! From now on, our faction is officially established. It will be called the Flame Order. I will officially accept you as my disciples. I will develop a new class and teach it to you in the future! As for now, you will follow me and train in the lava. Once you obtain the Flame Constitution, I will teach you skills first! "
The entire command center roared with laughter.
Zhuo Long's jaw dropped to the ground. Flame Order? Why does it sound like an evil cult? Forget about an evil cult, the main point is that the founder of this sect is too weak, isn't he? Right, there is another key problem. Where will we revive after we die?
But there was no time to think. Zhuo Long immediately took the lead and shouted, "Long live the leader, A Bucket of Paste!" Then he smiled at the command center. "Don't I look like an idiot?"
The other members held back their laughter and followed suit. "A Bucket of Paste! A bunch of idiots! "
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Meanwhile, Dafei, who had no idea that he had tricked a group of traitors, had finished loading the ship and was on his way back to the city to hunt sea monsters.
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