The Midnight Tea Party's members grew cautious when they saw the Mounts' footprints.
As a neutral map, Crying Ghost Ridge was a Level 60 to Level 75 map. Maps of this level were forbidden grounds for players. If not for their interest in the Fallen Ark, they wouldn't have come here to grind. At most, they would avoid large Guilds and grind in Level 55 maps.
Now that footprints had suddenly appeared before the Crying Ghost Ridge, why wouldn't they suspect something?
"Wanderer, take a look. See how many people there are and how long they've been gone."
Breeze Wine, the Midnight Tea Party's leader, gestured to the white-clad Assassin beside him.
The Assassin class wasn't just proficient in assassination techniques. They were also proficient in tracking techniques. As long as one's Tracking Technique was sufficiently advanced, one could even determine a target's general information based on the footprints they left behind. The white-clad Assassin on his team had long since trained his Tracking Technique to Tier 1, Level 9. Ordinary Assassins would be fortunate to reach Tier 1, Level 2. After all, it wasn't a commonly used Skill.
"Leave it to me."
The Assassin named Netherworld Wave nodded. He then jumped down from his Chocobo and hurried towards the footprints. Coincidentally, the others had also taken a seat and rested.
Although they were riding their Mounts, they had still expended some of their Stamina after running for several hours. They could recover some of their Stamina by resting.
"There are twenty footprints left behind by the Mounts. They should be a team. They've been here for less than half an hour. Moreover, these people are all Level 40 or above. However, their footprints disappear as soon as they reach the entrance." Netherworld Wave stared at the footprints for a long time, but he couldn't figure out why the footprints would suddenly disappear.
Normally, only Skills like Stealth would have such an effect. However, what was the point of twenty Assassins entering the Crying Ghost Ridge?
"Although I don't know what these people are trying to do, we should still be careful. Crying Ghost Ridge is a neutral map, and there are many foreign races living there. We need to be as careful as possible. If an alien discovers us, we need to kill them immediately. If we can't kill them, we need to retreat immediately. We need to be cautious, "Breeze Wine instructed. He then jumped down from his Mount and said," Mounts' levels are too low. They can't hide their tracks. My Beast King's Breath is only effective against low-intelligence monsters. It won't be effective against foreign races. From now on, we'll proceed on foot. "
After that, all twenty members of the Midnight Tea Party quietly entered the Crying Ghost Ridge.
However, after passing through the long and narrow mountain road leading to the Crying Ghost Ridge, the scene before their eyes immediately stunned everyone.
What used to be a rocky hill was now like the surface of the moon. There were craters everywhere, and there were at least two to three hundred of them lying on the ground.
It was as if a great battle had just taken place here.
"What happened here?" The female Cleric Cloud Yarn's mouth was agape as she watched in disbelief as three ten-meter-tall Ogres fell to the ground, sliced in half. Ogres that were only three to five meters tall also fell to the ground.
[Ogre Gladiator] (High Lord) Level 62 HP 19,200,000/19,200,000
[Ogre Warrior] (Special Elite) Level 60 HP 1,900,000/1,900,000
[Ogre Witch Doctor] (Chieftain) Level 61 HP 3,500,000/3,500,000
"Commander, these Ogres seem to have specifically ambushed players here. However, by the looks of it, the players that passed by earlier killed them," Netherworld Wave said as he handed Breeze Wine a few simple traps.
In God's Domain, players weren't the only ones capable of setting traps. Monsters could do the same, not to mention other races. Only, there were differences in the traps set by different races. Take the Ogres, for example, for example. They were simple-minded races with only brawn and brawn. They could only set up very primitive traps, and even slightly shrewd players wouldn't fall for them.
"Just who were those people?" Breeze Wine could not help but celebrate as he looked at the Ogre corpses littered the ground.
Against so many Ogres, three Level 62 High Lords, and over 30 Ogre Witch Doctors with Healing Spells, the combination would've been fatal. Even Breeze Wine's team would've most likely suffered some losses. Yet, there were no signs of players resurrecting in the battle.
"Thank goodness they got here first. Otherwise, we would've had to fight a tough battle." Cloud Yarn breathed a sigh of relief.
"Commander, their footprints are here. Judging by their direction, they seem to be heading to the Fallen Ark as well," Dark War, who carried a small bow on his back, said as he pointed to a distant, withered forest.
"This is interesting." Endless Scars smiled faintly as she looked at the Ogre Gladiators covered in sword wounds. "Commander, let's head over as well. If we wait too long, the mobs might respawn."
Let's go. "Breeze Wine gestured to the others as he followed the footprints.
…
Meanwhile, in the withered forest of the Crying Ghost Ridge, Shifeng and the others faced one Troll army after another. Meanwhile, rows of Troll Witch Doctors stood at the rear of the Troll army, healing the Troll Berserkers and Troll Chieftains.
[Troll Berserker] (Elite) Level 61 HP 650,000/650,000
[Troll Chieftain] (Great Lord) Level 63 HP 42,000,000/42,000,000
[Troll Witch Doctor] (Chieftain) Level 62 HP 3,100,000/3,100,000
"Guild Leader, if we let them summon more companions, we won't last much longer." Ke Le felt immense pressure as he tanked the Troll Chieftain.
He was only Level 43. There was a 20-level gap between them. Even with his Epic Shield and the Demonic Flame Tiger's Supporting Skills, he felt as if his HP was on a roller coaster. His HP fluctuated wildly. Every one of his normal attacks dealt over -19,000 damage, and every one of his Skills dealt over -26,000 damage. Moreover, he had the support of the Cleric's Truth Shield and the Oracle's Defensive Shield. Otherwise, he would've died instantly.
"Let's wait a little longer. Turtledove and Ye Wumian, try to lure the other Troll Berserkers away from the Troll Chieftain," Shifeng said unhurriedly.
"Guild Leader, there are too many of them. I'm afraid that we won't be able to clear them out." Gentle Snow felt her scalp tingle as she watched more Troll Berserkers approach.
If these monsters were only Level 40-plus Elites, she wouldn't have to worry about them. However, these were Level 60-plus Elites. Even the Level 60 Elites and Chieftains they had killed before hadn't dropped anything. They had only dropped some Silver Coins and materials. They hadn't even dropped a single piece of Mysterious-Iron Equipment.
"We'll be there soon. Just hold on for a little longer." Shifeng did not bother to explain.
God's Domain's foreign races lived in neutral maps.
Unlike humans, foreign races were born with extremely high innate talents. Some were proficient in magic, some had extraordinary strength, some had sharp senses, and some were natural-born warriors. In short, these foreign races were born stronger than humans.
In ancient times, the human race had always been at the bottom of all the major races. They had no talent for fighting, but they had wisdom that other races could not compare to. After generations of wisdom and inheritance, the human race had been able to prosper to the present.
Although they still couldn't compare to Archaic Species, humans had already become the apex race on the continent of God's Domain. They possessed the most territory.
Meanwhile, the foreign races that lived in the Crying Ghost Ridge were Ogres and Trolls. Ogres possessed boundless strength, but they were slow and did not know how to forge weapons. Trolls, on the other hand, were much smarter. Normally, they would gather wood and stone to forge weapons.
Among the wood these Trolls collected was Green Ebony. Hence, when players killed these Trolls, they had a chance of dropping Green Ebony.
Of course, players could also head to the Crying Ghost Ridge to collect Green Ebony. However, doing so would be too troublesome. Moreover, the Crying Ghost Ridge was too dangerous for them right now. There were many places they couldn't visit. It was better to grind Trolls here.
Meanwhile, Shi Feng wasn't waiting for the Troll Chieftain to gather its companions for the sake of the Troll Berserkers. The Troll Berserkers were only Elites. The chances of them dropping rare materials like Green Ebony were too low. Only Chieftain ranked Trolls would have a higher chance of dropping such rare materials.
"Guild Leader, new Trolls have appeared!" Minor Wind reported, an ugly expression on his face.
The new Trolls were actually Lords. Moreover, there were a total of three of them!
PS: Two updates today, three updates tomorrow! (To be continued...)
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