Chapter 107 Incredible Union
【Server Announcement:
Dear minions of the Demon King, the corruption of Chaos is brewing on the B4 floor of the maze, and the battle is about to begin! All participating players are requested to quickly gather in the target area and prepare for the fierce and exciting battlefield! The winner will receive generous contribution points and ghost coin rewards, and those with outstanding performance will also gain the favor of the Demon King!
This battle is different from the past. We will temporarily join forces with our enemies to expel the forces of Chaos that are even more hateful than Saint Sith!
Hence, we will temporarily add friendly unit flags to former enemies. Remember not to accidentally injure friendly units!
Wish everyone a happy game!
————Planning·Yuyou.
Level B3 of the maze, Iron Fang City.
一叶志秋, who received the server announcement, is waiting for the little master of the Mole Man to add Hades to his armor.
Sitting on the stool next to him, Hu Wan was the first to show a surprised expression on his face and muttered something.
"Faction battle? Floor B4? Has anyone been there?"
The Tauren warrior scratched the back of his head and said in an uncertain tone.
"Perhaps the Demon King went first?"
The NPCs in this game seem a bit too hard-working.
In addition to being able to go through the main plot on his own, he can also draw maps by himself. The player's movements are a little slow, and there is no chance to SKIP.
"Interesting... Chaos? The server-wide announcement means that this time it seems that we are still joining forces with the surface forces?" Yiye Zhiqiu touched his chin, the soul fire in his skull shone with interest, "It seems that something terrible happened on the B4 floor."
Huhwan said delicately.
“It’s rare that you also said some useless nonsense.”
Ye Zhiqiu said with a smile.
"Haha, after all, we have too little information, so just go and take a look... Speaking of which, we don't even know what the B4 floor is, and it's not written on the official website."
At the same time as he finished his words, the master mole man standing on the workbench finally finished his work, kicked the breastplate lining with his foot, and screamed.
"Here! Done! Next one!"
"Thanks."
Ichihichi picked up the breastplate lining from the table, inserted it into the wire ring surrounding the ribs, and fixed the leather buckle.
The hardened and lightweight chest armor is lighter than before and looks more solid. The only disadvantage is that it will reduce the amount of MP recovered per second.
Ichiba Zhiqiu speculated that this kind of inscription should continue to consume mental energy, and if you bring too much, your MP value may be deducted every second.
MP recovery amount and total amount are related to mental strength.
It seems that even if you are a warrior profession, if you want to achieve higher strength, you must consciously train your mental attributes.
“My dagger has been processed, and we’re ready to go.” Huwan picked up a dagger that exuded a ghostly luster from the workbench next to him.
His additional entries are [Unhealed], [Sharp] and [Shelter].
The former is strictly a "curse", while the latter two are "states". The strength and effect are unknown and can only be known after testing.
In addition, the two entries are set to be triggered only when the scabbard is pulled out, so the mental burden will not be increased when the dagger is usually inserted into the sheath.
It can be said that it is very suitable for explosive players who are not mentally strong.
"Well, get ready to leave," Yiye Zhiqiu nodded, looked at the tauren warrior next to him and said, "Call Zhutou to come and gather. By the way, where did he go?"
The tauren warrior who got up from the bench had a puzzled expression on his face.
"I don't know, just now I saw him standing with Brother Yiyi, and suddenly they disappeared. Just wait for me, I'll go find that jerk——"
Before he could finish his words, there was a commotion from the garbage dump not far away, and a weird-looking robot was making a familiar weird laugh.
"Holy shit! I feel so much better now!"
To be precise, it's not a robot, at least it's more like a lizard than a human.
A thick steel plate was hung in front of him, the joints were spliced by a modified gear structure, and a helmet made of polished iron pots covered his face.
The patchwork of junk has armed it from toes to teeth!
On his left arm is a short Hades cannon transformed from an iron pipe, and on his right arm is a folded mantis knife. There is a ferocious word "Explosion" written on the broad breastplate - it is not an inscription, it is mainly used to scare laymen who know a little bit about "Lin's inscription" but don't fully understand it.
Of course, maybe this exoskeleton really has the function of self-destruction.
After all, this is the work of a guy who has been bored by a chemical pool. No one would be surprised even if the gasket on the inside of the breastplate contains two kilograms of explosives.
"Really?" A treacherous skeleton soldier stood next to him, with a weird chuckle from his mouth, "This is the crystallization of the wisdom of our group! I call it - Mr. Mighty One! There is currently only one of this exoskeleton in the universe, so you can have fun!"
An Xunsi Magic Workshop was somehow upgraded to the Anxunsi Group.
But Yiye Zhiqiu felt that this was not the point.
As for the real point, the pig-headed man seems to have realized it...
"Awesome, awesome! You are my biological father! Wait, bro, how do you take this thing off?!" He had been hanging up for a long time, and when he went online, he felt nothing else. He felt a sense of shit coming into his heart, and it became more and more intense as time went by.
Happily took a sip from the chemical pool and chuckled.
"I can't take it off, I can't take it off, hehe... Have you forgotten that I used Hades welding technology when I put this thing on you? It's just the sparks of Lao Gao. I can guarantee you, this thing won't be broken even if you break it!"
The pig-headed warrior: "???Moby? Welding?!"
He took a sip in the chemical pool: "As we all know, the Astartes don't change clothes... Well, don't stand there stupidly, the Demon King is calling you! Hurry up and let him take a look at the cosmic giant I Xunsiji The latest product of the group! You try to kill a few more before the dog is taken away."
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Yiye Zhiqiu silently noted this in his heart.
Not far away, Zheng Fangfang and other professional life players were walking out from the direction of Iron Tooth City holding a large pile of musket-shaped iron pipes.
It seems to be a smaller version of the "Magic Crystal Supercharged Cannon". It is mainly modified from the tube material on the first floor of the maze, so it looks more abstract, and the actual effect is also quite abstract. The power depends on the inserted magic crystal and the charging time.
But the relative advantage is that this thing is not picky, as long as you can pull the trigger, even a mole man can operate it easily.
As for the only shortcoming, it is relatively useless.
Even if it does not explode accidentally, the impact is enough to be described as amazing, which is more suitable for use by mice or skeleton soldiers whose lives are not valuable.
Seeing the movement outside Iron Fang City, Zhuang Zhuang, who was sitting on Bond's shoulder, vaguely guessed something and screamed at the players.
"Wait a minute! Did something happen in the maze? You - bah! Are we fighting with humans again?"
Hence even though the Iron Fang tribe had not come here when the Demon King's army fought with humans, they still heard about the grudges between the two sides.
"No, no, the opponent is something else. This time the humans on the surface are friendly forces." He filled the chemical pool and shouted at him.
This guy's tone is becoming more and more like a mole man.
However, considering that the pronunciation of skulls is the same, these mole people may not be able to hear the meaning just by listening to the interpretation in the translation crystal.
"Friendly troops???"
Zhuang Zhuang opened his front teeth in surprise. He had never heard such shocking words before, and then asked again.
"Who is that opponent?"
Hibernating the chemical pool: "I heard it's a thing called chaos."
"Chaos thing!!" Zhuangzhuang's expression suddenly changed, and he almost fell off Bond's shoulder. After he stood up, he screamed and shouted, "I know that thing! It's not a good thing! The dwarves who enslaved us before were made miserable by that thing!"
"So we are going to deal with them... What, do you want to come with us?" Brother Yiyi, who was not too big a deal to watch the fun, encouraged with a smile.
Zhuang Zhuang rolled his eyes, suddenly had an idea, and pointed his big hand towards the group of rats.
"You! Fangs! You! Missing ears! And you are out! Go and support the Demon King's army!"
Those who were named were all the former elders of the Thirteen Tooth Council.
They who had never been on a battlefield were immediately frightened and sat slumped on the ground speechless.
"We don't want these rubbish, just drive that big thing up," he stifled the chemical pool and pointed at the giant mechanical dog of his friend, but then he touched his chin and muttered, "Can this thing go up?"
As soon as the translator crystal translated his creaking sound into human language, the old congressmen who were slumped on the ground screamed.
"It's okay, there's another entrance!"
"Yes, that's right! I know there's a big one nearby!"
"The chemical pool was filled with joy when he heard this, and his fists were hammered into the palms of his hands.
"Very good! Then follow us."
Sharp teeth and missing ears: "Ahhh??!"
Ignoring this group of noisy mole people, Zheng Fangfang glanced at his brother dissatisfied.
"Our equipment is still being debugged, is it appropriate to throw it directly to the front line?"
He took a sip of the chemical pool and said with a playful smile.
Just go to the battlefield for adjustment! If you hadn't destroyed our prototype, I would have thrown Waga No. 1 on top. Zheng Fangfang finally gave up and sighed.
"It's your fault if you cause trouble to the Demon King."
That gentleman is not an ordinary narrow-minded person.
He just showed off his talent in the field of home design, but the devil never came to him alone since then.
"What's mine is mine," he said nonchalantly after taking a sip at the chemical pool, waving his hands, "Anyway, I already have enough debt to bear."
Zheng Fangfang: "..."
Not far away, Alacto and the construction team from Tiejia City also gathered together.
Standing in front of the spider group, it roared with an impassioned voice.
「小的们！当初魔王大人为了我们，不惜冒险出征迷宫之外！现在！魔王大人需要我们的时候到了！」
「嘁嘁嘁——！」
Swarms of crypt spiders make buzzing sounds, and the earth-shattering sound is enough to make people lose their SAN value——
No matter it is an enemy or a friendly army.
From the third floor of the labyrinth to the Demon King's Territory above the surface, the players who had received the Demon King's sign gradually put down what they were doing, picked up the guys in the recruitment camp, and formed a group to assemble towards the flag position on the map...
Whether it was the Longxing Tianxia people who were forming a group to spawn monsters, or the three little devils tinkering with the textile looms...they had only one mission at this moment.
That is to sacrifice your life and even your soul for the Demon King!
Since the target was the entrance and exit not far from Mist Town, the mighty movement naturally attracted the attention of some adventurers who were in the maze.
The monsters in the maze acted in such a united manner, in their minds, it was still when Reggie Dragon was alive.
Could it be——
That rumor is true? !
Is the Demon King really resurrected? !
The fear value of surface humans is +1.
While the adventurers in the maze were wondering, far away from Thunder County in Fort Campbell, the bedridden old Duke was slowly standing up from the bed, looking towards the west window, looking in the direction of Thunder County.
Compared with a month ago, he looked much older, as if he had completely changed from a strong warrior to an old man.
The only thing that remained unchanged seemed to be his eyes.
Although he is old, he still retains his majesty and sharpness.
At this time, there were footsteps outside the door, and a knight in plate armor walked in and knelt on one knee in front of his bed.
The heavy plate armor is as light as paper on its body, and its silver luster exudes a holy aura.
"Sir, there is news from Thunder City. The local church has detected the pollution of Chaos...but it is still unclear where the pollution comes from."
Withdrawing his sight from the window, the old Duke looked at his subordinates and spoke slowly and calmly.
"Stand up and look at me and speak...Tell me, has there been any news from the knights?"
The knight nodded slightly, stood up and continued.
"Yes... some time ago, Knight Commander Mel reported that the necromancer active near Thunder City was suspected to be an apostle of Chaos. He found traces of the Mad Whisperer during his investigation activities, and had executed the prisoners suspected of being contaminated by Chaos."
Archduke Campbell was silent for a long time, and then sighed slowly.
"You know... what I am most worried about now is not the citizens of Thunder City, but our Knight Captain Mel."
The knight was stunned for a moment, and then said loyally.
"Sir, please rest assured that Mel White's loyalty is impeccable. The White family has been loyal to you for generations, and is even more loyal to Lord Saint Sith."
Grand Duke Campbell shook his head.
"That's why I'm even more worried about him getting into trouble."
This is the horror of chaos.
They test not entirely people's piety, but their reason.
It's a pity that he doesn't have much time.
In order to defeat Reggie Dragon, he pulled out the ancestral sword "Light of Song" and summoned the spirit of his ancestors to possess him.
That should have been done by younger children.
But he really doesn't want his children to bear this too heavy responsibility... They have more important things to do.
For example, leading the people of the Campbell Principality to live a happier life in a new era without the Demon King.
However, what he didn't expect was that shortly after Reggie Dragon fell, a bigger storm would follow...
He is not attached to eternal life.
It would be great if Lord Saint Sith could give him a little more time.
Grand Duke Campbell closed his eyes and prayed silently in his heart.
What he didn't know was that in the maze beyond his sight, his loyal subordinates were converging with the Demon King's army...
(End of this chapter)