Chapter 208 Chapter 207 The First Leader of the Adventurer's Guild, Please Give Me Your Monthly Votes! [615]

Chapter 208 207. The first order of the Adventurer's Guild - Extra update for the leader, please vote for the monthly ticket! [615]

(Additional update for the brother who doesn't get up and loves to sleep [1/5])

"The stinky things are coming again!"

A shout rang out in the crowd, and then the roar of Happy Stick echoed in the darkness:

"Don't panic! Warriors! Hold your spears! I specially selected the terrain here. As long as you don't retreat, those ghouls can't rush in! The shieldmen in the front row, stand firm, stick your shields into the ground, and hold down your whole body! You are the iron wall of the brothers!

Now count down to three!

Three, two, one!

Poke forward!"

"Roar"

The newcomers who had just entered the game for a few days followed the instructions of Brother Bang and pushed the spears in their hands on the shields of the shieldmen in front of them out in unison.

In an instant, the spears were like a forest, piercing the bodies of the howling ghouls that rushed over.

But this kind of attack is no different from drizzle to the ghouls who have died once. It can't do any effective damage except hindering their scratching.

At this moment, Huo Zhengtinghao, who was holding the spear, was a little nervous.

Not only because of the sluggish feeling of the sharp blade entering the body when the spear was thrust out just now, but also because he could see the hideous and ugly faces of the ghouls and hear their roars of fangs and claws through the brothers who were grinning and holding shields in front of him.

He could even smell the disgusting stench, which was enough to make people vomit.

He was at the entrance of sewer No. 4 at this time, forming a front with 20 other brothers to resist the ghouls who wanted to rush out of the surface. In fact, if there was a choice, Huo Zhengtinghao would not want to do such hard work. This was completely different from the easy and happy gaming life he imagined.

"Brother Bang! Brother Bang, I can't hold on any longer!"

A bearded and decadent brother holding a shield in front shouted with difficulty:

"I'm not a strength type either, fuck, I feel like I'm going to be torn to pieces."

"I have to hold on even if I can't!"

He flapped his wings and flew around in the air, throwing a happy stick of burning kerosene at the group of ghouls behind him and scolded:

"If we can't hold on any longer, all the NPCs above will die. This is a war, everyone be serious! It's almost over, hold on a little longer!"

He shouted and sprinkled the last can of kerosene in his psychic bag, then pulled out the double-barreled shotgun behind him and fired a shot downwards, sparks flew and ignited the burning materials that had been sprinkled before, and in the blink of an eye, flames rose and licked these smelly ghouls.

Brother Bang is a master of playing with fire.

Under the precise spread of the oil tank he dropped before, the flying flames quickly blocked half of the passage in front, and the ghouls who were afraid of flames and light became confused, and this wave of death charge was easily solved.

But this was just the beginning.

"Brothers! Grab your weapons! It's time to brush up your proficiency."

He endured the scorching of the flames in the air, thinking that the fire resistance of this vampire was really too poor. While calling out to the brothers below, he fell to the ground in front, and the family guard's sword in his hand swept across and knocked down two ghouls to the ground. The power from the tomb sword guard summoned the vengeful spirits from the underworld into the material world to help their summoners, just like pale and fierce claws.

Seeing that Bang Ge was so brave, the little players also became restless.

They grabbed their weapons and rushed into the still burning area, chopped down the ignited ghouls, and these fierce dead spirits seemed to be frightened in the scorching of the fire, and even the counterattack became slow.

"Fuck, this is so exciting. So exciting, so exciting."

A bald brother next to Huozhengtinghao rushed forward with a big sword and chopped randomly, making a strange laugh while chopping, which made No. 2 Xiaofuge feel that he should stay away from this guy with the ID "Kind-looking Giant Shark Uncle".

"What are you doing here?"

Just when Huozhengtinghao was hesitating whether to follow the crazy players to go deeper, Mo Niqiong's voice sounded from behind. Xiaofuge and his big scorpion lion had already caught something. The claws of an elite ghoul were tied to the back of the scorpion lion as a "trophy", which made the scorpion lion look disgusted.

Mo Ni Qiong said in surprise:

"Where are your two assistants?"

"Ah, they're off work."

Huo Zheng Ting Hao sighed and said:

"This game is really fucked up. This is the first time I've heard that NPCs have to go off work. They have to be paid extra for overtime, and I don't have the money."

"Then there's no point in you staying here. Why don't you go to the camp? I see Miss Miriam is gathering administrative players to maintain order. You, who sit in the office all year round, shouldn't stay here. I see your legs are weak."

Mo Ni Qiong advised.

Mainly because he was afraid that his brother, a poor level 1 rookie, would be stuck here for no reason, but Huo Zhengting rolled his eyes and said arrogantly:

"No, I want to keep fighting! Men like fighting! Hey, today I will become a qualified warrior! Don't stop me."

"Hey, okay, then you come with me, buddy will show you what a real fight is."

Seeing that Fa Xiao Donkey was losing his temper, Mo Ni Qiong smiled and pulled him to ride on the very unhappy Scorpion Lion, carrying the two of them quickly through the maze-like sewers.

The task of elite players like Mo Youqiong who have passed the Black Iron Trial is to hunt down the elite leaders in the ghoul tide. These dead creatures are like "nodes". After getting rid of them, what remains The normal ghouls will be easier to deal with.

Therefore, more than 40 people who have passed the Black Iron Trial have been wandering around in the sewers of the outer city.

The task of the players is to delay the time until the Cadman People's Army establishes a solid defense line. Maxim is busy with this matter. Although the wave of ghouls tonight comes suddenly, in the face of the situation that has been going on since the disaster occurred, For the survivors of the Scarlet Castle, who were fighting against all kinds of evil and wits, this was not a disaster worth fearing.

Repeated hardships have made the survivors under Murphy extremely tough.

While Miss Miriam was gathering the militia in the advance camp, and the Blood Alliance knights also entered the sewers to start working, on the way to Moreland Village, President Natalie's expression was not very pretty.

Anbo, who was galloping next to her, seemed to be able to sense the captain's mood. She whispered:

"Everyone who has just settled in Moreland Village may not be willing to help. Although nominally they say they are grateful to Lord Murphy for accepting us homeless people, in fact there is no grudge between witch hunters and vampires. So easy to eliminate.”

"But this is an opportunity."

Natalie pulled the reins of the war horse Maple Leaf and sighed:

"No matter what the reason, we have to take the initiative. Murphy has given us enough freedom if we still stand by while the territory needs us now.

Not only him, but other people on this land will be repelled and hate us even more. "

"Everyone knows these truths, Captain."

An Bo pushed up her blindfold, curled her lips and said:

"But if people who know the truth are willing to act according to the truth, then there will be no war in this world. For many of us, surviving in the territory of vampires is already oppressive enough.

Now having to obey the orders of a vampire was unimaginable.

Of course, I don't care.

I follow your orders. "

"You can't be indifferent, Anbo, you are my most valued hunter commander, and I still count on you to help me rebuild the witch hunter heritage."

Natalie curled her lips and made a joke, and then she sat up straight on her horse in the galloping night, looking at the vivid outline of the village of Moreland in the distant night.

In the starry sky under the dark night, the light of the star realm exudes a sultry purple light envelopes the land, making the bright moonlight seem to be dyed with a strange hazy feeling. At night in the Earl of Cadman, Definitely different from other places.

"We are witch hunters, Amber."

Natalie let out a long breath.

She said with a hint of tiredness and determination shining in her eyes:

"Whether it was a vampire's order or not, the ghoul riot in that city was real, and every witch hunter made an oath to Avalon when they completed the hunting trial.

It is our duty and our mission to clean up the evil spirits that pollute the world!

As long as our people still agree with this witch-hunting oath, they have enough reason to return to Scarlet Keep with us tonight, where there are too many evil spirits for them to hunt.

us

Those of us who have been excluded from society and the kingdom for ten years must also learn to take the initiative and reintegrate into our new home. Tonight's incident is a good opportunity.

When it comes to dealing with ghouls and wraiths, we are the real experts! "

"Yeah, that's right."

Miss Amber grinned.

She felt that Natalie was right. Being able to defeat ghouls and being able to use various factors to eliminate ghouls with minimal losses were two completely different concepts. They were also the biggest difference between warriors and hunters.

It took a day to reach Moreland Village from Scarlet Castle, but under the gallop of the specially tamed demon-hunting war horse, Natalie and Amber returned to this village with complicated meanings to them in just over three hours.

The last members of the White Oak Chapter lived here at this time. The village where the massacre had occurred has been renovated, and even the underground ghoul lair has been completely cleaned and refilled.

The settlement of more than 1,000 people appears to be well-organized. Although most people still live in tents, the erection of wooden houses in the village means that the village has begun its "rebirth."

When Natalie dismounted, several high-level hunters who stayed in the village came up to them. They had already learned everything that was happening in the Scarlet Castle through Old Eugene's horned eagle Thunderstorm's message.

Natalie thought it would take some time to convince these "old die-hards", but unexpectedly, when she and Amber entered the area outside the village that was leveled out specifically to train war horses, what they saw was 300 fully armed and The witch hunter warriors are already ready to hunt.

They were putting bags of moondust explosives into their horse pockets, and specialized craftsmen were seizing the time to make final repairs to the soldiers' weapons.

A dozen alchemists in the village carried baskets of sword oil and potions and distributed them to the waiting warriors.

This scene is very similar to the preparation scene before every expedition when they were still developing the fortress.

"We thought we would be scolded by you."

Anbo said to the tall hunter beside him in surprise:

"Aren't you unwilling to serve vampires?"

"I don't want to, and I don't want to now."

The stern-faced young hunter Sankey adjusted the hunting knife and hunting crossbow at his waist and said:

"But a ghoul disaster broke out less than four hours away from the village, and we are witch hunters. If we continue to stand idly by in this situation, I am afraid that the God of Avalon will punish us with destruction."

"Yes!"

Sankey's partner, Fano, a cheerful girl with long ponytails who clearly has Nordic characteristics, curled her lips and said:

"This is not serving the vampire lord, nor is it fulfilling his orders. We are just fulfilling our duties and promoting the purification and tolerance of our god. That's all."

"You two know you're just like two kids having a tantrum right now."

Anbo joked:

"Deliberately emphasizing this will not change the fact that tonight we will be led by a vampire."

"Little aunt!"

Before she could finish her words, a cheerful shout rang out from the village. An Bo turned around with a face full of pain and saw his fellow villager.

The reconnaissance psionicist Heru was carrying a scroll bag and riding on a donkey that didn't know where it came from, walking towards her.

This pathetic guy who was born near the Elf Forest can't ride a horse

Well, it was actually because he was kicked by an out-of-control crazy horse when he was picking mushrooms with Amber in the forest when he was a child, which caused Helu to have some indescribable "fear" of horses ever since.

"Auntie, I heard that you have become the chief hunter captain of the Adventurer's Guild. Tsk, tsk, this is an official position."

Helu ran over on his donkey and said to An Bo who looked disgusted without realizing it:

"Why don't you find a job for me? I've heard everything. The vampire lord is very generous. The first batch of retainers he selected were all from civilian backgrounds, and now they are all knights.

I think, although my talent is mediocre, well, that is considered a scarce talent in Transia today, right? My aunt heard that you have some friendship with the vampire lord. Why don't you help me find some ways to do it? "

"You are a student of Ring Tower!"

An Bo put his hands on his hips and scolded:

"Don't you know what's going on between the Ring Tower and the vampires now? Do you still dare to become an official with the vampires? Are you afraid that you won't die fast enough?"

"Hey, who cares? I've skipped school and dropped out of school. I'm destined not to get my diploma."

Heru can see clearly, this country boy from the Antani area is now thinking about being a "minister of the dragon". After all, when the folks in the village sent him to study and send him to the Tower of the Ring, he But if you make bold words, you will definitely look like someone else.

He hoped that when he returned home in old age, he could bring a gratifying response to his fellow villagers. As for which family he would serve as a retainer or get a title.

It's not important at all!

As long as you can get ahead, that's fine.

Anbo was still a little worried. After all, Helu's identity was a bit sensitive, but Natalie didn't think so. She walked up and looked Helu up and down and said:

"You set off with us. After clearing out those ghouls, I will introduce you to Lord Murphy. He is really short of people now and urgently needs outstanding talents like you. And he is really generous.

What I mean is, you might as well be a little bolder when it comes to your salary offer. "

"Oh, okay."

Helu responded excitedly.

Ten minutes later, Natalie set off again towards Scarlet Castle with 300 witch hunter veterans belonging to the Adventurer's Guild.

They will not enter the city, but directly enter the combat area from the sewer exit outside the city.

That saves some valuable time.

Led by the red war horse Maple Leaf, the queue of witch hunters galloped away under the unique purple night sky of Transia. Natalie's hair was flying, she was holding the horse's reins, and she could vaguely feel The big oak holy blade behind him was making a strange buzzing sound.

It seems that he agrees with Natalie's actions tonight, and it seems that the resonance of the sacred objects that he has been working hard to advance has entered the next stage.

But Natalie didn't really care.

Resonating with the Holy Blade is destined to be a long-term process, and right now, there are more important things to do than accepting the Holy Blade.

This is the first time in the past ten years that a witch hunter has carried out a demon-killing hunt not out of orders, but out of self-judgment. This is enough to make Natalie, the young leader, sigh with emotion, and she said in her heart arrive:

"We will truly integrate into this land, starting from tonight's dedication. If this is your wish, father, please bless us in the temple of my God.

From now on, we will no longer wield our swords just for wars and humble survivals that do not belong to us.

From now on, witch hunters will crawl out of the mud pit of fate and become noble again in this barbaric land. May all this be as you wish. "