"There are too few monsters, and it's still difficult to defeat them."
"How about we go kill the kobolds too?"
"It's too difficult to brush, and you'll die if you're not careful."
"Last time I brushed kobolds, all my equipment fell off."
"Because of the cooldown?"
"Yeah, there are some bastards just waiting to touch the corpse."
"Haha, you are so unlucky."
"Ah, it's refreshed over there."
Players were scattered around the goblin's "refresh point", chatting while waiting for new ones to be "refreshed". Suddenly, a goblin walked in from the red zone. Before he could see what was going on, he was shot into a 'hedgehog', causing a series of injuries.
The number rose, and seven or eight players rushed over, beating the goblin who was left with only one breath into a mosaic.
The players who failed to grab the monster were cursing, while the players who managed to grab the last blow saw that nothing had been exploded and refused to show their heads.
Soon the second, third, and fourth were "refreshed" at the same time. Three battle groups suddenly broke out. There were three floors inside and three floors outside. No monsters could be seen at all.
"I stopped brushing because I was so worried about the hair. I didn't even brush it for more than an hour."
"Kobold huh?"
"No, let's go treasure hunting."
"Looking for a fart treasure, everything has been searched."
"Kobold camp, the house where the BOSS is guarding."
"Yes, I have wanted to go there for a long time. I heard that a guy found mission supplies inside and became a tailor."
"Then... go and try?"
"How many more times can you die?"
"Me 2 times."
"Three times, the number of resurrections has not been used today."
"Okay, then, put all the equipment away and sell it to the grocery store first. Let's make a plan and explain first that everyone will have a share in everything they touch, including mission supplies, and they will also have to compensate others for their work, life, and career."
"How to compensate, everyone is so poor."
"RMB right?"
"Uh...that's okay."
"This way, we are like this..."
The BOSS of Novice Village, the kobold leader Tualatin Ovo, is patrolling along a fixed route. A large group of players are standing in the distance and pointing at him. He remains the same as before, as if he has not sensed the "warning distance" of these players.
” deep malice beyond.
The players are paying attention to the house behind him, and he pretends not to know, or not notice, like a mindless puppet.
The same goes for other kobolds.
They have been "sacrificed" to the powerful wizard, and their lives no longer belong to the tribe, nor to themselves.
The wizard was not anxious to take away their souls, but arranged a "job" for them and asked them to abide by many inexplicable rules. One of the rules was the patrol route, and the second rule was the warning distance.
Each kobold needs to move mechanically along a fixed route until someone attacks them.
Nothing can be done unless someone breaks into this distance. In addition, even if these humans are blatantly beating other tribesmen, even if they see tribesmen dying miserably in front of their eyes.
In the beginning, these strange humans were still very weak, as weak as goblins, but they grew at an alarming rate.
Their numbers are increasing, their courage is growing, and their fighting abilities and fighting skills are soaring every day...
Only then did Tualatin Over understand the wizard's intentions, but he could not change anything.
The tribe could not refuse such a powerful wizard and did not even dare to resist. Their fate was already doomed.
If players have a certain understanding of kobolds, they will definitely be able to discover the despair and numbness that envelopes the BOSS in Novice Village.
The number of players was growing, and Tualatin Over knew they would soon make their move.
Sure enough, a player holding a shield stepped into his warning distance and knocked on the wooden shield to attract his attention. Another player broke in from behind him and rushed towards the house he was guarding.
Tualatin Ovo's response was to throw his one-handed ax, turn around at the same time, and catch up with the running player in a few steps.
Finally, two white lights flashed, and the two corpses disappeared in his eyes, protected by inexplicable power.
There was a burst of laughter all around, these strange humans took pleasure in the death of two of their kind.
Tualatin Ovo picked up his weapon and patrolled mechanically and numbly as if nothing had happened.
He knew that this was just the beginning.
After a while, four humans broke in from four directions. One shot an arrow at him, another hit his shield and "taunted" him, and the two rushed towards the wooden house.
Tualatin Aowo raised his head and roared, a yellow light flashed on his body, etched on his face, and the [Totem Pattern] on his chest came to life, his strong and tall body expanded more than once, and a sharp underturned right hand grew.
He stepped heavily on the ground, and four [Earth Spears] protruded from the ground, stringing the four smart humans into a gourd.
"Damn, that's too awesome, isn't it?"
"Haha, it's so enjoyable, it's awesome!"
"Who the hell could break in?"
"Didn't someone succeed?"
"It was fishing in troubled waters. At that time, there were ten or twenty people rushing in together. Who is willing to take advantage of others now?"
"Then it's such a big deal, let's let it go, let's let it go!"
"No, let's rush together, there is still a chance!"
"Yeah, let's take a gamble to see who is lucky."
"Don't listen to him, everyone. This bastard is just waiting to touch the corpse. My equipment was taken away."
"..."
Most of the players dispersed, but there were still seven or eight players who refused to leave and gathered together to discuss secretly.
In the end, four people broke in, and were killed on the spot by Tualatin Ovo with [Earth Spear]. Taking advantage of the time when [Totem Skill] was cooling down and unable to be fired, the remaining three people jumped in, and two of them launched a fatal attack on him.
Charge, one person rushed towards the wooden house at an extremely fast speed.
Tualatin Ovo killed the two people blocking him one by one with his axe. The last player had touched the door of the wooden house, with an expression of ecstasy on his face.
The BOSS in Novice Village flew out a one-handed axe.
The white light rose, and the player's expression froze, and he screamed: "Ah, there is only one step left, only one step left!"
——Once you enter the wooden house, you will be safe, but isn’t it just one step away?
More than a dozen bodies were left at the scene.
Several players who appeared out of nowhere guarded the body, waiting for the protection time to pass so they could touch the body.
Too bad no one is on the cooldown for resurrection.
"Fuck, it's you again!"
"Vulture!"
"Thief!"
The resurrected player cursed loudly, but the player who touched the corpse didn't care and ran away with a smile, not knowing where to wait.
It was quiet around Tualatin Over, but he knew it wouldn't last long.
These strange...human beings reminded him of the plague. Every time they failed, they would come back, and they would become stronger every time...
This made him deeply worried about the future of the tribe.
Fortunately there are not many of them.
The boss of Novice Village looked melancholy at the players who started to gather again, and continued to patrol numbly and mechanically.
