The earth began to tremble.
While most citizens had fled the city under the guidance of the newbie Players, there were still many who did not make it in time.
That was when the citizens who had yet to leave began to panic.
"Calm down! Everyone, calm down! " Nana did her best to calm the citizens. "My companions will do their best to buy us some time. Don't crowd or it will only make things more chaotic!"
Even so, none of them listened to her. Everyone was focused on running for their lives, so why would they listen to the words of a little girl?
In the end, a figure descended from the skies, knocking several citizens who were leading the charge to the ground and kicking them into a corner by the roadside. His movements were fierce and swift, and it was obvious that he had been doing it a lot lately.
"Just say it if you want to die, and I'll grant your wish!"
Simba roared at the crowd.
Nana looked at him worriedly, afraid that his tough attitude would provoke a backlash from the citizens.
But the truth was the opposite.
The people who didn't take the girl's kind words seriously just now, under Simba's swift and decisive iron fist, obediently lined up and quickly left in an orderly fashion. Other than a few people who were beaten up, most of the people didn't have any resentment in their eyes. Instead, they were much more at ease than before.
What was going on? Nana was puzzled at once.
"The blind and deaf are the minority, and the upheaval outside cannot be hidden from them." As if seeing through Nana's confusion, Simba took the time to explain. "Under special circumstances like this, the more urgent it is, the more you have to act tough. The citizens would take it as a sign that things are spiraling out of control if we act gentle and panicky as guides. It is only by being tough that they would believe that we have the strength to maintain order and pressure, and only then would they calm down."
"Is that so …" Nana looked at her former playmate, not really understanding.
It had only been half a day, but Simba's entire aura had changed considerably. His job as the person in charge of evacuating the citizens of Crookes and leading the newbie Players had allowed him to grow and metamorphose rapidly.
Though his level still couldn't catch up to the first-rate Players, Simba's entire being gave others peace of mind just by standing there like a leader. In fact, he wouldn't lose out to the first-rate Players who rebuked the world. Even across the Church of Games, only Angora Faust, who would inherit the dukedom could compare to him.
No wonder the God of Games would suddenly issue such a quest. Apart from agreeing with Simba's ideals, did he also see the potential in Simba? As expected of the God of Games!
(Xi Wei, who was operating on multiple fronts in his Divine Kingdom sneezed, his entire sphere crumpling.)
However, no matter how much Simba grew, there was a limit to what he could do. He could not prevent the situation from developing further.
Hence, as everyone looked on in astonishment, Crookes stood up!
It was not some strange metaphor, but three pairs of huge legs made of stone and metal that looked like spider legs extended from the ground on both sides of the city.
With the support of those legs, Crookes — or more precisely, the thing beneath Crookes — stood up.
It was only when the entire city stopped rising that the Players who still had some strength left realized that the spider legs had shrunk beneath them. From afar, the top half of Mount Meredith had turned into a colossal tortoise that was the size of a mountain and was carrying an entire city on its back!
And the monster that had snapped the Tunnel Eye Serpent in half with a single bite was the head of that giant tortoise!
"Damn it. So this is the true form of the high elf ruins!"
Edward was riding the Red-Eyed Black Dragon he had summoned, feeling that his worldview was crumbling as he stared at the colossal monster.
Over at the Player forums, Eleena had already revealed the information she had. Now, almost every Player knew that the high elf ruins that they had come to Crookes was right beneath the city.
And yet, they did not expect that the entire ground would rise by itself, and it was a giant tortoise at that. What should they do now?
Even Edward, who had always been resourceful was troubled.
"Where's Dog Egg, Edward?" Joe asked Edward, who was looking down from above as he struggled to resist the tremors that the tortoise was shaking as it rose to its feet and stumbled a few times.
"I think he went to hit the tortoise's head …" Edward's face darkened as he glanced at the direction Dog Egg had gone.
Despite his agility, Dog Egg had climbed up half the length of the tortoise's neck. Perhaps the tortoise felt an itch on its neck, but after twisting its neck a little, Dog Egg fell off its neck and vanished into the rolling dust.
Edward knew that Dog Egg had most likely died when he saw his greyed out name on the party page …
Edward was about to inherit Eggface's ruins and fly up to the tortoise's skull to wreak havoc, or at least burn its already shiny skull with Black Dragon Blast even if that didn't work out. That was when he noticed that the undead elf was standing on the tortoise's skull, staring blankly at everything.
Could it be that this fellow was controlling the giant tortoise?
The thought popped up in Edward's mind.
Hence, he flew towards the undead elf, but before he could get close enough, he was forced to flee by the icicles the undead elf had cast.
As the first Player to surpass the threshold of Level 40 and step over the threshold of Level 50, Edward had high resistance to attributes. However, against the undead elf's ice magic, the ice resistance from his equipment and his class was completely useless!
Was that really ice? Edward was in slight disbelief, and finally understood that the undead elf was much more troublesome than he had imagined.
Edward stopped underestimating it, and began to take his opponent seriously.
And with that, its level naturally floated above its head.
[Undead High Elf, The Last Secret Keeper, Level 48]
"Its level isn't as high as mine … Is it an elite or a Boss template? Or is it a class counter? "
Edward was circling the tortoise's head like a fly, trying to see if there was a way to ambush it.
But the undead elf was weirdly unconcerned with Edward the fly, and kept standing on the tortoise's head, staring at the sky and mumbling something …
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