The reborn system forest goddess Michus still continued the trajectory of her previous life. It cannot be said that she is ungrateful. After all, this is a collective action by the false gods of the system, including Xiao Ai.
Sen. No. 11 Novice Village has gathered her selected believer players. In reality, most of them are "professional counterparts". It only depends on the final effect.
In response to this, Bei Gaoyang sneered, let reality educate them, they will not give up until they see the Yellow River, they will not know how to look back until they hit the south wall, blindly stopping them will only make people think about them all the time.
After escaping from the wild elf camp, the death group has been reduced by half. The wild elf believers secretly developed by Colson Yeager, the missionary priest of the Death God Kelanvor Church, are escorting the orphan of Marco Wells together with the players.
, hurriedly fled to Novice Village No. 11 in Sen.
The rumbling dryads are chasing behind them, the ground is shaking, and the deadly arrows are guided as if they are guided. The grass, canes, insects and small animals on the fleeing land are also against the players. It feels like they are not fighting wild elves.
Even more so with the entire forest.
Zhang Miao was a mage with no output environment at all. He was out of breath when he ran away. If Brother Ruoran hadn't been by his side the whole time, he would have been hooked back to the city.
Even so, he fell behind in the middle. There was no way, his physique and agility couldn't keep up. Brother Ruoran, with him being such a loser, was unknowingly surrounded by the ubiquitous wild elves.
Everywhere?
Yes, hunters never take the road, leaving melee barbarians like Brother Ruoran useless. They only hide outside the field of vision and in the shadows of obstacles, and only one arrow is needed to cool them down, which consumes Brother Ruoran's physical strength, just waiting for the prey to be exposed.
The moment of failure.
He ran away in embarrassment and didn't know where to go, and finally found a dead tree to rely on. Brother Ruoran stood in front of him and acted as a shield, allowing Zhang Miao time to chant the spell.
Once the master of the dust has the space and time to output, the destructive power is astonishing, and soon the hunters will taste the consequences of toying with their prey.
[Detect Hostile Targets] is only a first-level professional skill and is not very useful in actual combat. Most players learn it because it is easy to obtain. The spell slots are also empty. At least it can increase combat power by 50 points.
At this time, this slightly useless skill shows its huge use.
First of all, this spell is a continuous effect.
For a period of time, it reminds the caster of the location of enemy targets and marks them in the field of vision with a pale red color. It can be called an infrared night vision device. Secondly, its range of action is large, even exceeding the casting distance and range of most spells.
The character's field of vision forms an invisible halo with the caster as the center and that can move accordingly.
The elusiveness of the wild elves is useless. The only bad thing is that there are too many hostile targets around.
Zhang Miao's eyes widened, and he identified the wild elves among the red hostile targets. He raised his hand and sent a prepared fireball over. With a "Boom!" sound, a seemingly uninhabited bush in front of him was blown up.
Being beaten passively all the time, Brother Ruoran held back his anger, shouted loudly, and rushed through the gap with Brother Ruoran like that.
Arrows came from the dark place like raindrops. Brother Ruoran used his body as a shield for Zhang Miao. His health bar dropped wildly. He drank a bottle of solar water and it was replenished instantly.
Spotting an exposed wild elf, he swung the one-handed ax and threw it. The second-level professional skill [Swinging Axe] and some low-level mini-BOSS housekeeping skills were also powerful on players. The ax hit accurately and knocked the wild elf out of the sky.
The tree fork was chopped down and flew back to Brother Ruoran's hand. Then the system prompted a prompt to gain experience, showing the crispy skin of the wild elf.
"If you have the guts, come out and challenge!"
That is to say, the environment is not friendly. In another place, Brother Ruoran believes that he can deal with a dozen of them one by one. Not every wild elf is a professional, but they are at the elite militia level among humanoid monsters. For two players of the second level profession,
It's not a big threat, it's the environment that restricts the performance of strength.
Another fireball flew out, causing the forest to rumble and causing two tree demons who were tracking the large army to turn around and come here.
The wild elf sitting on the tree demon cannot be dismissed easily.
The rangers, priests, and paladins among the wild elves are all available. The arrows shot are no longer just physical damage. The priests cast magical spells from behind, and the paladins collided with Brother Ruoran like tanks. In addition, the level
Guarded by tree demons above level 30, the two were once again locked in a tough fight.
Zhang Miao's fireball spell only lasted two seconds, but it was interrupted repeatedly. He had to use spells with shorter chanting times to support his teammates. However, such spells were weak in power, and they would not be able to deal with the tree demon that posed the greatest threat to the two of them for a while.
guard.
The huge branches brought with them the roaring wind, once again interrupting Zhang Miao's spellcasting, causing him to roll around and dodge. Brother Ruoran was entangled by the wild elf paladin, and could not support the rear for a while. The two took the opportunity.
The wild elf militiamen who were touched jumped out nearby and pounced on Zhang Miao, who had just stood up.
Zhang Miao used an instant [Repulsion Field], which is a first-level professional skill used to occupy spell slots, and pushed two elite-level militiamen out. Additional spell damage appeared in mid-air, and when they landed, they became two
A corpse.
"Old Nie, I found out that something you said is quite right!"
"That sentence!"
"There are no useless spells, only useless mages."
"Who said that? Why didn't I know?"
"I said so"
"Damn, are you still in the mood to joke at this time?"
"To be honest, I don't want to commit suicide."
"…Why!?"
"There is only one token of the devil's reincarnation. It would be too risky for the two of us to use it."
"Why didn't you say anything before?"
"I'm waiting for you to quit."
"Hey, why don't you wait now?"
"I found that no matter how you play, it's all about playing. Sometimes you have to accept your fate. Devils may not be able to play well. The key is to look at your mentality."
"...Why did you suddenly realize this?"
"...You don't need to worry about me. Go away. I'm flying back to the city for free."
"Really gave up?"
"Um."
"Don't regret it?"
"Lori, you're so angry, get out of here!"
More dryad guards and wild elf professionals arrived, and Zhang Miao couldn't escape no matter what. Instead of dragging Brother Ruoran back to the city, she might as well give up on her own.
After such a battle, Zhang Miao found that he had gone astray in the past, only focusing on powerful skills and high output, while ignoring things that most players regarded as useless.
Until now in the battle, he has not used any second-level professional skills. Instead, the junk skills used to occupy spell slots have produced very good results. From this, he ponders whether he cares too much about combat power, equipment, rankings, and powerful professions.
Skilled?
Wouldn't it be better to change the way of thinking and play the game differently?
Many times people just get into trouble and play at a high level. What does it mean to play at a high level?
What counts is high level and combat power?
Zhang Miao suddenly came to his senses and figured it out. He suddenly felt that committing suicide was not a good choice. Besides, there was only one token of reincarnation as a demon. He and Brother Ruoran were frozen, and they were still frozen until now.
It's time to quit.
Once the decision was made, I felt really relaxed. The pressure I had been carrying for a long time was gone, and suddenly I felt like even the attacking dryad guards had become cute.
[System prompt: You were killed by the LV32 tree demon guard, and the afterlife mission failed!]
The alarm bells are ringing in the Novice Village No. 11 in Sen. The newcomers who have just been online for less than 8 hours have mixed reactions when they hear that there is a "monster siege".
If this were Chinese players, they would definitely be screaming with excitement at this time, but here are specially selected international server players, so the order is relatively better.
Without the burden of the fragile mage, Brother Ruoran, a level 33 barbarian, successfully broke out of the siege and returned to the team before the large army entered the novice village.
"Where's your good friend?"
Picking up flowers in the morning and calling out at dusk.
"Hang up!"
Chaohua Xishi laughed twice, "Is this the strength?"
Brother Ruoran was too lazy to pay attention to him. Looking at the team list, there were only less than 20 people left.
He hurriedly escorted the NPC into the novice village. As soon as the city gate closed, the rumble of the tree demon army came.
The light of Novice Village is like an isolated island in the vast sea. There are torches on the city wall. The priests of the Forest Goddess Church looked solemnly at the more and more enemies gathering outside. They said to the female orc leader of the death group,
You must guard this place and protect these cowardly people of the goddess behind you...
The ‘goddess people’ had no awareness of being protected at all. They took pictures, took notes, and took notes... I wonder how they found pens and paper in the game.
Brother Ruoran saw that most of them were still at level one or two, so he decisively gave up the plan of requisitioning them.
Players in these international servers really seem to be here to "experience life". They are not nervous when monsters attack the city. They can still interact with the characters in the plot, follow the NPCs around, and even help the NPC residents repair their houses and clean the house.
, making wooden tools.
I feel that the game atmosphere is very different from that of Chinese players, and ordinary routines cannot be applied to them.
Maybe it’s because you haven’t tasted the benefits of upgrading and becoming stronger?
They care more about interacting with NPCs and never let go of any plot.
There was no time to think about it. The offensive of the wild elf tribe arrived soon. The giant dryad guards acted as the vanguard, followed by the wild elf militia. The real threat was the professionals hiding in the dark.
Arrows are raining down from the city wall. As a novice village that goes deep into dangerous areas, the fortifications on the city wall are still acceptable. There are several defensive spell inscriptions engraved on it.
The dense arrows were lost under the effect of 'gravity' and fell one after another under the city wall. As soon as the branches swept by the dryad came into contact with the city wall, thick flames broke out. The newbies in the international server shouted and made chaos everywhere.
I ran not because I was afraid, but because I was busy taking photos and recording.
"Uh-huh, buy it, uh-huh, buy it!"
"God, what did I see, and why do I think they are real?"
"...I actually saw a giant fern plant that has long been extinct on the earth...ah, what is that? Seed cannonballs have evolved?"
"... Give way, give way, an NPC is injured."
"...These Chinese people are so rude, wait a minute...don't hurt them, oh, I think we can talk and strive for a peaceful solution!"
Brother Ruoran is angry at the chaos at the top of the city and just wants to kill people. They are not like the Chinese players who want to help and cause trouble, but...
No matter how perfect the defense is, it is just a novice village. Soon, the magic reserve of the defensive array is exhausted. The huge tree demon guard approaches the city wall with blazing fire. The thick tree trunks sweep across it, and a large amount of white light shines.
...The good thing is that there are fewer troublemakers, so removing the dead group frees up hands and feet.
Everywhere was in a bitter fight. The wild elves climbed up the city wall, and professionals showed up. The narrow terrain restricted the performance of the death squad, and they were unable to cooperate effectively. They had no choice but to abandon the city wall and retreat to the bottom to assemble.
The NPC guards also suffered heavy losses. The precise and fatal arrows would take away the life of a guard from time to time. Seeing the people around them falling continuously, the newbies in the international server woke up and fled again, almost destroying them.
The formation of the dead group.
"Give me an AK rifle and I..."
"Get out of your grandma's rifle!" Brother Ruoran kicked the cute newcomer behind him who was blocking his realization. He raised his shield to block the dagger stabbed by the wild elf assassin from the shadows. He stepped hard with his right leg, which was visible to the naked eye.
The concussive ripples trap the wild elf thief who is about to turn invisible and escape, and when he cuts it down with an axe, he creates a large mosaic.
A few ax blows ended the sneak attack on the thief. With a rumble, the city wall collapsed. Before the smoke and dust cleared, the huge dryad and the wild elves that followed rushed in.
——It’s over now.
There are still too few people joining the death group. No matter how many newbies there are, there is no need for them. There are only a few NPCs who can help. With these people, the fall of this novice village seems to be an inevitable result.
The first system city captured by a ‘monster’?
Brother Ruoran was hesitating whether to risk the punishment of mission failure and retreat when reinforcements arrived.
The rear of the wild elves was in chaos. It turned out that the target of the mission, Colson Yeager, was a spy missionary from this system who came with many wild elf troops to support him.
This chicken thief's NPC may have arrived a long time ago, and it was only then that he seized the opportunity to sneak attack from behind. Anyway, this novice village belongs to the forest goddess Michus, not to the death god Kelanwo. Even if it is captured, it is not his concern.
thing.
In other words, he was the one who caused this trouble, leaving the Forest Goddess and Novice Village No. 11 to take the blame. Don’t underestimate the cunningness of intelligent NPCs, they are capable of doing this kind of thing.
At least the task is completed.
The arrival of reinforcements caused the wild elves to abandon the novice village that was about to be captured and retreat. The death squad also received a reminder that the mission was completed, and rushed out to meet Colson Yeager, an intelligent NPC who had caused them great trouble, and passed away.
The mission is now completed. After obtaining the crucial 'friendly' relationship with the Death Church, you can use the afterlife token to go to the Death Temple in Punk City to complete various procedures for 'suicide all over again'.
Gan!
But Colson Yeager refused to let them go, and issued a new mission, asking them to accompany the reinforcements to attack the wild elf tribe and avenge the tragic death of the followers of Kelemvor, the god of death.
I don’t dare to refuse the death group, and the door to the afterlife is still in their hands, so I can only admit it with my nose pinched.
"Thank you, thank you!"
The orphan of the elf Marco Vias tearfully thanked the Death Group. Someone on the team channel said that this routine looks a bit like the drama between white missionaries and the indigenous people of the North American continent?
Isn't it a bit similar?
Brother Ruoran watched the compassionate Pastor Colson Yeager praying and comforting the wild elf believers who died in the war. A group of newbies in the international server were confused by the strong religious atmosphere and actually followed suit and started to perform rituals. He was so disgusted.
He spat in hatred, "Some things are really harmful and should not be touched."
