The magic gate began to glow.
The light grew brighter and brighter, and everyone present felt a pressure descend from the void. It was as if there was a pair of huge eyes above their heads, staring at them.
However, above their heads was only the soil of the cave layer.
But it was not an illusion. Even Andonara stared nervously at the magic gate that was getting brighter and brighter.
Unlike them, the pressure Roland felt was something else entirely.
A mental power that made him very uncomfortable came from the other side of the magic portal.
It was divided into countless spiritual tentacles, as if it was using its spiritual power to explore the way.
Everyone's mental energy 'flavor' was different.
For example, Andonara's mental power was sweet like honey.
Vivian's is apple flavor.
First Princess Stephanie felt about the same as Sydney.
Of course, this was also a personal feeling.
It was very subjective.
On the other hand, the spiritual tentacles that stretched out from the other side were filled with the smell of sulfur, and there was even the smell of saltpeter from a poop pit.
It was rather disgusting.
Here, Roland's mental power was the strongest, and he was the only one who could "see" the thin, wool-like web of mental power.
No one else felt anything.
"Step back, all of you," Roland shouted in a low voice.
Seeing the phenomenon of the Magic Gate lighting up and the strange power in the air, as if some ghost or god was staring at them, the players of Cornucopia, who were already on high alert, immediately retreated at the sound.
Andonara didn't leave. She stood behind Roland with her hand on the hilt of her sword, so that she could protect him immediately if anything happened.
Although she knew that the Golden Sons couldn't die, she just didn't want Roland to get hurt.
It was like knowing that a slight bump wouldn't kill you, but if someone close to you saw it, they would still feel heartache.
Roland was in a dilemma.
Under normal circumstances, if one wanted to sever one's spiritual power, they would have to use another spiritual power to break the other party's spiritual threads.
But the problem was … Roland really didn't want to touch her with his mental power.
This was the same logic as when you saw a pile of poop, you definitely wouldn't want to touch it with your hands.
However, there were more and more spiritual tentacles, and they were gradually condensing, as if they were going to do something.
Roland really wanted to stop them. In this situation, it was obvious that stopping them was the correct way to go.
But he didn't want to use his own mental power to touch the other party's shit-like mental tentacles.
Just when you're in a dilemma?
He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have a weapon that could deal with spiritual power.
He reached into his own System Space and explored it.
Roland took out the black scythe.
After dancing a few rounds and acting cool?
Then, it sliced through the densely packed spiritual tentacles.
The black scythe was very light, almost weightless?
Even Roland could dance like a tiger.
During this time, he had been learning how to use the scythe from Andonara.
It was not a waste of time.
It was already deep enough to quickly, ruthlessly, and accurately taste the three flavors.
The sickle cut down?
Wherever it passed, the spiritual tendrils snapped.
It was as neat and tidy as using a razor to shave a believer.
With a swoosh, all the tentacles broke and fell to the ground. They even twisted a few times?
Spiritual energy that then turned into nothingness?
Finally, it disappeared into thin air.
At the same time, a roar of pain and anger came from the Magic Gate.
Judging from the loudness of the voice, it should be a rather large creature.
The other party was very cautious … first using mental power to explore the way.
But unfortunately, the Nether God's War Scythe in Roland's hands could even cut souls.
Not to mention a mere mental power.
It was very damaging to cut off the other party and not be able to take it back.
"What's on the other side?" Andonara was a little nervous.
She felt very uncomfortable?
The instincts of the Hero bloodline told her that the monster on the other side?
It seemed to have some affinity with her.
This made her recall what Diablo said more than a year ago.
The so-called Hero?
He was actually just a traitor to the Realm of Devils.
And just now, Roland said that this Magic Gate was from the Realm of Devils?
So somehow?
Andonara felt a little uneasy.
Roland dropped three magic spiders, watched them drill into the magic array, and said, "I'm not sure, but I can go take a look."
Soon, an image came from the magic spiders.
The spiders that passed through the Magic Gate appeared on a red land.
It wasn't a desert, it was pure red earth, and there were no plants in sight. It was surrounded by undulating hills with no end in sight.
The sky was black, densely dotted with stars, large and small, of different brightness, like densely packed fireflies, some near and some far away.
The whole world looked desolate, and there seemed to be no creatures.
But not far away, Roland saw a huge figure walking slowly.
Its upper body was a bit humanoid, with a pair of huge, bat-like wings on its back.
Then its lower body was a bit like a dragon's, very bloated, but it walked on four legs and had a fat, fleshy long tail that dragged on the ground.
When it walked, it wobbled slightly from side to side. Roland asked the three spiders to follow it quietly. Then, he discovered that the weird gigantic creature seemed to be injured. Its wobbling was caused by its unsteadiness.
Is this the Realm of Devils creature whose mental tentacles I cut off?
Roland's interest was piqued, and he had the three spiders keep following.
This strange giant creature kept walking forward, and after a while, a woman with demonic wings on her back, goat horns on her head, and a pair of goat hooves suddenly flew down from the air!
A succubus!
This image was too classic.
Almost all books about summoned creatures, or about men's dreams, would more or less mention this Realm of Devils creature.
The dream lover of all Warlocks.
The flower of the Realm of Devils with the two titles of "loyal and capable" and "never betraying during the contract period."
So far, there had been many Warlocks among the players who had summoned a succubus.
But to summon this Realm of Devils creature, it took more than luck.
One also needed strength and special sacrificial items.
It wasn't that simple.
Otherwise, why would a Warlock who practiced fire feces contract a dung maggot? It was only because they couldn't summon a succubus that they had no choice.
This succubus was quite strong. The images sent back by the spiders couldn't see the NPC's level and only provided an image.
But judging from her aura, Roland estimated that she should also be close to Legendary.
She landed in front of the giant strange creature and said a few words, then suddenly looked over and pointed again. Roland used the mental imprint of the three spiders.
"I've been discovered!"
Roland clicked his tongue. He looked at the portal, thought about it, and was about to exit the cave and then blow it up with a large fireball.
But it was also at this moment that a system message suddenly appeared in the sight of all the players.
"Player Roland has unlocked the Realm of Devils' portal and successfully triggered the server's established event. The expansion" Realm of Devils "is officially online. At the same time, the reputation store is officially opened. In half an hour, players will be able to see the goods in the reputation store.
"Content related to the" Realm of Devils Expedition "will not be officially disclosed. Players are invited to explore the specific content on their own."
"Roland has received the title of" Advanced Falan Pioneer, "increasing max health by 10 and max magic by 25."
This system message was seen by all the players, including these Cornucopia teammates.
Roland was speechless.
The Cornucopia players were even more speechless.
Especially Charles, who was still in Delpon.
His original intention was just to make Roland a worker and take off with their guild members.
As a result, not only was his little trick seen through, but now that the follow-up to this quest was so important, the so-called opening quest, if it was completed by someone in their guild, it was bound to greatly increase their reputation, and it would be easier to recruit powerful players in the future.
Now it had helped Roland.
It was a classic case of suffering a double loss.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he couldn't help but smash the wine glass in his hand to the ground.
"Damn it, I've never won a confrontation with Roland."
The wine glass broke into several pieces.
Douglas, long accustomed to Wells's angry personality and style, took a sip of fruit wine and said, "We're both lucky to be born into good families. And the emergence of virtual games is also Roland's fate. We can't even be envious of each other. "
"I'm just not convinced." Charles covered his face dejectedly. "I've tried my best, even endured humiliation, and it's still the same result.
God is too unfair. "
"It's really unfair. You're born a second-generation heir, and many people come from poor families and may have congenital disabilities. Who are they going to complain to!"
Charles stood up. "I'm not going to talk to you anymore. I feel like you've been poisoned by Roland. You're clearly an upper-class person, but you have to suck up to a worker. Is it fun?"
"It's fun!" Douglas was completely unmoved.
Charles shook his head and left.
At the same time, after Roland finished reading the system message, he temporarily gave up on collapsing this dragon's cave.
After all, judging from the name of the expansion pack, it seemed that this magic gate was going to be used.
For the time being, he would leave it.
He took Andonara's hand, and after leaving the cave, he left the people of Cornucopia and teleported back to Delpon first.
As soon as he returned to the city, he saw Charles waiting in front of his manor.
When the other party saw Roland, he took the initiative to greet him and said, "Almighty, I have something to talk to you about."
"Then let's talk." Roland didn't object.
The two of them sat down, and Andonara personally went to the kitchen to mix fruit wine and placed it in front of the two of them.
Charles took a sip of the fruit wine and said, "Mr. Roland, I'll have someone send over the purchase payment for the Dragon Meat Reagent formula in a moment. Now let's talk about other things. For example, do you know anything about the content of this Realm of Devils expedition? "
"I'm not sure." Roland shook his head. "But judging from the name, it should be the game content of our players' expedition to the Realm of Devils."
"But it could also be the Realm of Devils expedition to us!" Doing business required knowing how to laugh, but Charles couldn't laugh at this time and wasn't in the mood. "Either way, we need a lot of resources and combat power. In terms of combat power, you have it, almighty, but presumably not many resources. This is our guild's specialty, so I think we should work together and complement each other's strengths and weaknesses. "
Indeed.
Roland himself was strong, and roping in Roland was equivalent to having a super strong fighter in Queen Andonara.
In addition, it might also be possible to pull in the other members of F6 to help.
Especially Schuck, one man and one dragon could support a guild.
Any guild with a little ambition, who wouldn't want to recruit Roland and Schuck!
"Sorry, we at F6 are non-aligned."
"Then it's okay to help each other, right?" Charles smiled with difficulty. "I think this expansion is definitely focused on group activities."
"But we at F6 are also a group."
Charles felt annoyed that this man was so unmoved by persuasion. "Well, what conditions do you need to be willing to help us? Please feel free to say it. As long as it's not too exaggerated, I can promise you anything."
"No, thank you." Still in a flat tone, he refused.
Charles stood up in anger and hurried away without saying a word.
In fact, it wasn't just Charles; almost all the guilds were trying to contact Roland and Schuck.
There weren't many fools among the players.
The phrase "Realm of Devils expedition" was obviously a big event, and dealing with a big event naturally required the strength of a team.
As long as it was a team, it needed a leader.
And in the forums at this time, there was also a lot of discussion about Roland.
"Damn it, it's Roland again, annoying."
"There's nothing you can do even if you're annoyed, he just has the ability."
"Ability my ass, it's just dog shit luck. I heard that the credit should have gone to Cornucopia."
"Tsk, Cornucopia has the ability to remove other people's seals? They don't have a single high-level Mage, do they? "
"Don't hit people in the face. You'll lose Cornucopia as a friend if you're so mean. "
"The reputation store has been refreshed, there's a lot of equipment."
"I saw it too, and there are a lot of recipes, all top-notch, but they require a lot of reputation, and it's not clear how reputation is effectively obtained right now."
"Can't we just wait for Roland to figure it out?"
"Always relying on others, don't you have your own hands?"
"I like to be a hand party, do you have a problem with that?"
Roland logged out of the game after a routine server shutdown, browsed the forums for a while, and was about to go to the Yu family's ancestral temple to meditate and absorb energy when Schuck called him and asked him to sit down at the cold drink bar. It was urgent.
He immediately pedaled his bicycle and rushed to the cold drink bar.
He had thought that Schuck had called him over to discuss the Realm of Devils expedition.
As a result, Schuck very mysteriously took out a package with a smile, and then opened it in front of a group of friends.
Seeing how cocky he was, Roland thought it was some kind of electronic accessory, such as a video card ending in 90 or something.
It turned out to be a figurine.
And it was a figurine of the scene when Roland was beaten into the city wall.
The famous scene reappeared.
It was the event where the officials voted to let the players decide which figurine to make themselves.
As soon as this figurine was taken out, Roland's face turned green.
Then his friends laughed so hard that they couldn't stand up straight.
What was worse was that this thing was quite well-made.
Roland's expressions and movements were all very realistic.
After a moment of depression, Roland could only accept it. What else could he do now that the figurine was out?
After laughing for a long time until his abs hurt, Schuck wiped his tears and said intermittently, "Do you know how many copies of this thing have been sold?"
"How many?"
"When I bought it, the official website said that more than four million copies had been sold. That was three days ago, and now it's estimated to have broken six million." Schuck wanted to laugh again. "It's estimated that it will break ten million in the end."
He really didn't expect that his friends' figurines would be so popular.
There were only 500,000 players in the entire game, so what was going on with the extra millions of buyers?
Was there something wrong with him?
Roland's emotions, which had finally calmed down, began to be depressed again, and he had to change the subject. "Let's talk about the Realm of Devils expedition."
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