While the players were having a heated discussion, Sherlock stood up with a determined expression and said:
"The underground world has reached its most critical moment again! I never expected that there is the legacy of Rocky Langkaimi. If Andrew gets the legacy of Rocky Langkaimi, things will definitely get out of hand. He
They will conquer the whole world. They must not be allowed to do this kind of thing. Only we can do it to conquer the world! We must get the legacy of Rocky Langkaimi! Warriors! Do your best to collect intelligence and investigate the ogres.
Stronghold, we need to drive away the invaders!"
"For Lao Xia!"
"For the Eternal Realm Dungeon!"
"For justice!"
"To conquer the world!"
"For the Alliance!"
"Death to the Alliance dogs!"
"You must be tribal pigs, I'll kill you!"
The scene became a little chaotic for a while.
"waaaaaaa——!"
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Cherry King lived a very happy life.
Although the former King Cherry was the king of the ogres, he only occupied a small hilltop in the underground world. But by chance, he got a job——
Uncover the legacy of the legendary world-destroying demon Lokilankaimi!
Even the stupid, savage, bloody and cruel Ogre King, the Great Demon Rokilankaimi, has heard of the name Cherry King.
The great demon with countless brave demon servants under his command, after conquering the entire underground world, issued a challenge to the surface world. He almost single-handedly fought against the entire kingdom of heaven and turned the world into a sea of fire.
And now, King Cherry is lucky enough to be able to excavate his ruins!
This feeling is like kissing the big devil's toes, what a supreme honor!
Of course, the Cherry King does not work for Andrew for free. Andrew also promised that he would curb Winterfell's suppression of their group of ogres and divide the territory of other ogres to the Cherry King, and he will continue to get
The cherry king of the territory is setting out to form a huge ogre empire!
And his ambition is not just that. When the legacy of Rocky Langkaimi is unearthed, do you think the Cherry King will simply hand it over to Andrew?
Haha, wrong!
Not only did he hand it over to Andrew, but he also wanted to thank Andrew properly, because it was only because of Andrew that he, the Cherry King, was able to be as majestic as he is today!
But his good days seem to be coming to an end.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! A group of naked goblins and goblin kobolds broke into our defense line!"
On a sunny morning not long after Lord Andrew left, an ogre ran over and reported loudly to King Cherry.
"What did you say? What's a group of? What's naked?"
The Cherry King was stunned for a moment and asked one more question.
"A group of naked goblins and goblin kobolds broke into our defense lines."
The ogre repeated it again.
This is of course not that the Cherry King has seen a ghost, but a trick used by players on a daily basis. In order to investigate clearly the defense and troop strength of this ogre tribe, they adopt a physical reconnaissance strategy.
Anyway, there are already resurrection points and portals, so of course you are not afraid of death!
Sneaking in? No, no, no, that’s too troublesome. Why don’t you just die in there? As long as there are enough people, someone will be able to run in. After running in, I will take screenshots like crazy and post them on the forum for everyone to analyze together.
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Although players have great ideas, they still encounter problems.
That is because they did not consider that these ogres built stone walls for defense.
After all, this is the excavation site for the legacy of the great demon Loki Langkaimi, so it cannot be completely open.
At first, the ogres still enjoyed the pleasure of killing the players, but as time went by, the main reason was that the number of fearless charges by the players increased one after another, as if there was no end.
The most important thing is that even if the player is killed by the ogre and intended to be used as food rations, it will soon turn into magic power after death.
Some ogres with a little more useful melon seeds figured out a way not to kill the players, but to tie them up and eat them raw without having to worry about them turning into magic!
It's just that when the players discovered the ogre's plan and were caught by the ogre, they used all possible methods to investigate the enemy's situation, then went offline, and chose to reset the character to the resurrection point, all in one go.
This function of resetting the character to the resurrection point is called character stuck reset by players. Who knows when it was added to the interface for logging into the game.
Probably just to prepare for this big plot mission.
In any case, the players had a great time without having to worry about traveling.
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Me, an ordinary ogre.
I like eating, drinking, sleeping, and fighting. I have been joining Cherry King's lineup for two and a half years, and everyone affectionately calls me Meitaji.
I was once a brave ogre warrior, and I crushed the bones of anyone who dared to challenge me.
I followed King Cherry and lived a happy and prosperous life until I came to a remote beastman village.
We drove away the beastmen here, captured their daughters and wives, and then thought it was too smelly and unpalatable, so we let them all go.
I thought this would be our new stronghold. We also dug a lot of saline-alkali soil. After cooking, this kind of soil has a bright color, delicious taste, and sweet smell. It reminds me of my distant hometown...
However, there is no time for me to reminisce about these nostalgic delicacies.
A group of goblins, goblins and kobolds suddenly appeared here. We didn't know where they came from, but the only clear thing is that they were like madmen and would charge towards us naked.
They are not afraid of death, and even long for death. Whenever we catch them, they will commit suicide, the kind of suicide that disappears suddenly like a bubble.
And once they rush into our stone wall, they will run around and go into every tent to take a look, not taking us seriously at all.
Seeing their naked bodies and mosaic-like appearance, I felt a sense of irritability rising from the bottom of my heart.
We immediately launched a counterattack. We killed the intruders or kidnapped them, but it was no use. Whenever we opened our eyes, there was an endless mosaic of naked intruders.
I tried my best to catch one of the intruders and asked them why they were treating us like this. All they said was:
"Damn it, your models are so realistic!"
I killed the mosaic intruder and really wanted to get out of this hellish place.
Perhaps my prayers had an effect, and those naked mosaics finally did not appear again.
But a few days later, while on patrol, I saw those naked people rushing towards me again.
That day, I finally recalled the terror of being dominated by them and the humiliation of being imprisoned in a birdcage.