While the players of Beiqi and the Land of the Nine Luminaries were engaged in a fierce battle, the Land of Cangxu in the north was also engaged in a fierce battle.
At the center of the Land of Cangxu, the war between the Yuanxu Army and the Evil King Army had just come to an end, and both armies had begun to retreat.
However, the Evil King, who led the army into battle, did not return to the ruins where he was stationed. Instead, he followed the players to the Hidden Dragon Village.
During this period of time, they had fought many battles with the Yuanxu Army. At this time, the Evil King was more and more satisfied with the players. He was proud to have such a fearless army.
It was also because of the existence of the players that the Yuanxu Army's attacks had failed time and time again. It could be said that the Player Clan had become famous in the Land of Cangxu. Their fearless fighting style had terrified many of the Yuanxu Army's soldiers.
Although he was satisfied with the loyal Player Clan, the Evil King noticed something unusual about the Player Clan as he interacted more with the players.
He clearly remembered that Li Xing had told him that the Player Clan's special talent was the ability to resurrect three times on the altar.
Although the Evil King was surprised by such a strange ability, he did not doubt it. Moreover, he had also studied the resurrection altar of the Player Clan and did not find anything special about it.
However, after a few months, the Evil King found another strange thing about the Player Clan.
Although he did not count them, the Evil King felt that the number of the Player Clan was increasing …
He initially thought it was an illusion until one day, when he really counted with his divine sense …
On the first day, the Player Clan had an increase of thirty thousand people …
On the second day, the Player Clan had an increase of fifty thousand people …
On the third day, the Player Clan had an increase of thirty thousand people …
On the second day, after a battle with the Yuanxu Army, not only did the members of the Player Clan not decrease, but there were also nearly five hundred thousand more people. (On that day, there were more new people because of the publicity from Company 173.)
The Evil King was completely dumbfounded. How did the number of players increase? What's going on?
The Evil King could understand if the Player Clan's reproduction ability was fast, but it couldn't be that fast. There were less than nine million players, but there were five hundred thousand more in one night!
Therefore, the Evil King, who realized that something was wrong, decided to go to the Hidden Dragon Village again after the battle to find out the truth behind this strange thing.
The Evil King learned from Li Xing that the resurrection time of the Player Clan was three hours. Hence, the Evil King hid secretly and began to observe the situation of the players in Hidden Dragon Village.
In fact, the Evil King trusted the Player Clan very much. After countless battles with the Yuanxu Army, the Player Clan had proven themselves and won his respect.
He was the Evil King, the incarnation of the Evil God's evil thoughts. He didn't have complicated emotions, and his understanding of many things was actually very simple and direct. However, the Players' hot-blooded and fearless fighting style had caught the Evil King's attention, and they gradually developed feelings for each other.
The Evil King's curiosity was the only reason he was investigating the Player Clan.
He had some of the Heretic God's memory fragments in his mind. Although they weren't very complete, they allowed Diablo to understand the composition and operation of the Underworld better than most people.
Therefore, the Evil King found the existence of such a magical Player Clan a little unbelievable. He even felt that it was somewhat against the laws of the underworld.
For example, one's Soul Power would not dissipate after death, or one would be reborn at another location after death.
To find out the reason, Evil King lurked in Hidden Dragon Village for one day and one night, and after he did some calculations, he discovered that …
The number of players had increased again!
After all, they had just experienced a great battle with the Yuanxu Army in the Demonic Realm yesterday!
Although the players had three chances to be resurrected, they had experienced so many wars. Logically speaking, most of the players should have died a long time ago. Why were there still so many of them?
The Evil King was completely dumbfounded.
Driven by curiosity, the Evil King prepared to conduct an experiment.
…
On this day, McRae, who had just gotten online, was about to call his friends to catch an Earth Dragon at the Hidden Dragon Swamp as usual.
Due to the gradual increase of new players in the European server and the influence of the European server's first knight, Reinhardt, there were more and more players playing as knights. As a result, mounts had become a best-selling product in the European server.
High-level players catching mounts and selling them to newbie players had become an effective way to earn soul coins, and that was exactly what McRae was doing.
At this moment, McRae was really glad that he had played this game with Reinhardt.
Although he wasn't as strong as Reinhardt, he was doing pretty well in the game with his years of experience playing the game and being among the first batch of players.
In addition to selling some soul coins to maintain his living expenses, McRae had also rekindled his passion for the game that he once had. He invested the rest of his soul coins into the game in exchange for his own growth.
Due to the current environment in the Land of Cangxu, there was basically a small skirmish every day and a big battle every three days, consumable items were very popular.
Although the mounts that were tamed by the knight profession could be resurrected.
However, many low-level knights did not have the ability to resurrect their mounts before they had mastered taming skills. Therefore, catching and selling mounts had become an industry in the game. Coupled with the continuous influx of new players, this method of earning money was still very popular among the high-level players at this stage, except for the nouveau riche players.
After making an appointment to meet his friends in the game at the Hidden Dragon Swamp, McRae bought some replenishing potions in the shop and then walked out of the Hidden Dragon Village.
However, as soon as McRae walked out of the Hidden Dragon Village, he saw a gust of black wind blowing toward him and instantly swept him into the air.
McRae was shocked and struggled to get away. However, the raging black wind became more and more violent, and soon, red words began to appear on top of his head.
…
Not long after, McRae was killed by the black wind.
Looking at the gradually dimming scene, McRae was completely dumbfounded.
He subconsciously looked at the Kill Notification.
[You have been killed by the Evil King!]
After seeing the cause of his death, McRae was even more confused. He could not understand why the Evil King wanted to kill him. After all, the players and the Evil King were now on the same side.
After pondering for a moment, McRae came to a conclusion that the old Evil King might have accidentally hurt him while experimenting with some ability.
At this time, McRae felt that this was the only reason that could explain it. After all, he had never offended the Evil King.
Although it was very depressing, McRae could only accept it. After all, he was just an insignificant player. It was unrealistic to seek revenge from the Evil King.
Three hours later …
McRae, who was online again, walked out of the Hidden Dragon Village and headed toward the Hidden Dragon Swamp.
At this time, McRae still believed that the previous death was an accident. If the Evil King had massacred the village entrance, the forum would have been turned upside down. How could there be no movement at all?
However, before McRae could run far from the village entrance, a gust of black wind came again and swept him up into the sky.
This frightened McRae and he could not help but start howling.
"Evil King! Lord Evil King, stop! "
"Hmm? You know it's me? "The Evil King, who was hiding in the dark, looked surprised. His figure slowly appeared in front of McRae.
"Lord Evil King, I didn't offend you, did I?"
Looking at the terrified McRae, the Evil King also felt a little headache. He did not know how he had given himself away. Such a hidden assassination could actually be exposed.
However, the players were his subordinates after all. Since he had been discovered, it would be a little unreasonable to attack again.
But at this time, the Evil King's curiosity had not been satisfied … It was very uncomfortable!
"Lord Evil King, did you make a mistake? Let me go!" McRae shouted with a wronged expression.
"Oh, yes, I made a mistake. I'll let you go now!" The Evil King nodded in realization and continued the excuse given by McRae. He then waved his hand and the black wind dissipated. Then, McRae fell straight from the sky hundreds of meters high.
McRae was speechless.
This time, the death made McRae feel very aggrieved. He just shouted for him to let go, but he did not expect the Evil King to let him go so straightforwardly.
F * ck, that's hundreds of meters high. Don't you know how to handle it with care, bastard! Also, don't you know how to apologize when you've made a mistake? * * * * * * (omitted)
After exiting the game, McRae could not help but curse.
Although the Evil King killed him for the second time, McRae still did not think that the Evil King was deliberately targeting him because he had no enmity with the Evil King, let alone any interaction. This was something that McRae was certain of.
Feeling insecure, McRae began to check the official forum during the resurrection cooldown period.
After browsing through the official forum posts, McRae found that the other players did not encounter such a situation.
This made him even more certain that the Evil King must have made a mistake.
So, three hours later, he entered the game again.
This time, McRae shrank in the village for a long time, but in the end, he still bravely walked out of the Hidden Dragon Village.
After all, staying in the village was not a solution.
After walking for hundreds of meters, McRae, who was still not swept away by the black wind, was finally relieved.
However, at this moment, the black wind appeared again.
Looking at the black wind, McRae wailed.
"Evil King, why are you targeting me!?"
"Because you first walked out of the village with your left foot!"
The Evil King, who could no longer find an excuse to kill, could only answer this way.
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