Chapter 404 403 "Ghoul Night" Event Reprint, Classic Equipment Is Waiting for You to Get [Additional Update 1010]

Chapter 404 403. "Ghoul Night" event is back, classic equipment is waiting for you - [Additional Update 1010]

Two days later, it was a weekend.

A new batch of eager players received helmets and became official "game testers" from "craving parties". They all entered Transia, which made them "dream about it", in the early morning, but this time there was no large-scale "wedding reception" ceremony like before.

On the one hand, with the expansion of the player recruitment scope, the real connection between new players and old players is not as close as before.

Everyone is no longer friends in real life, but just online friends.

On the other hand, because of the random event of "Bone Gnawing Clan Invasion" refreshed in the Smuggler's Forest two days ago, most of the old players rushed there in a swarm.

This event led by the Blood Claw Clan has rich rewards and a rare "Vanguard Wolf" vehicle that is randomly dropped. Chief Hogg also opened a limited-time exchange for the "strategic weapon" of the Command Scepter, which is exclusive to psychics. This is enough to make the Squirrel Party and the strength party excited.

However, because the monsters in this refresh event are very strong, the activity space of rookie players in the Smuggler's Grove has been greatly compressed.

In fact, it is not surprising that this incident can suddenly break out. Hogg, who is worried that players will go to other places to adventure, asked the loyal Nash to take the risk to provoke the Bone Gnawing Guard. As a result, the little gnoll completed the task too "perfectly".

I don't know what method this guy used. Anyway, he stole the flail and helmet of the Vanguard Captain, urinated on the bed of the Barbarian Captain, and arrogantly left the claw marks of the Blood Claw Clan.

This outrageous behavior almost directly detonated the conflict that had been accumulated between the two sides before.

The guards of the Bone Gnawers had been suppressed by the Gnoll Warlocks for a long time in Plague Town, and the anger in their hearts took this opportunity to explode. More than 40 elite barbarians attacked in the Smugglers' Woods. Such powerful monsters could be "refreshed" at any time and place, which made the rookie players unable to withstand it.

They had no choice but to withdraw from the Smugglers' Woods and returned to the Scarlet Castle at the call of the Blood Rat Gang. As a result, they happened to be matched with this group of new players, forming a perfect situation of "old leading new", and those who are determined to develop their power will certainly not miss this good opportunity.

Just outside the door of the Midnight Chamber, the Thunder Demon Zhongsu, one of the "Eight Demons", immediately started to make noise after seeing the new players walking out of the "birthplace" with curious eyes. He waved the bone staff in his hand and shouted:

"The dark guild "Eight Demons" is recruiting formal members! Brothers, what's the point of playing games in an orderly and upright way?

With such a high degree of freedom, we must try a different way of playing. Our Eight Demons is the happy home of all the dark perverts!

Our guild is currently only recruiting two evil players, the trickster and the coffin carrier! The guild has the personal guidance of the "First Warlock of Transia" Huo Zhengtinghao and the "First Coffin Carrier of Transia" Goudan!

It will definitely make you a cultist in three days and a cultist in seven days Just a bully.

Come on, come on!

Now you can get a novice set as a gift when you join the club, so you can start your novice career comfortably. "

This unique "new member announcement" made the kind-hearted recruiter of the Hammer Group, the giant shark, who was doing the same thing next to him, widen his eyes. The bald vampire exclaimed:

"Fuck, can being a cultist in the game become a mainstream gameplay? Brothers, take it easy, don't really develop a cult group to attract the witch hunters to destroy it. Look at President Natalie's holy sword that is taller than you. I don't think you can beat her. "

"Oh, that's what I said. Which serious person would develop a cult in the game for no reason? But we are all taking the dark route. "

The Thunder Demon Zhongsu waved his hand.

He played with the vengeful spirit seed in his hand, which exuded a cold aura, and laughed:

"We have done some research. The continent is in chaos now. There is a lot of room for tricksters. I have asked Madam Tracy about this. There is a career sequence called "Monster Master" in the trickster's upper job transfer.

It is said that demon-like creatures can be summoned from the dangerous purgatory plane.

Look, isn't this the classic demon warlock route?

We have already given everyone face by not creating a Shadow Council. Don't be afraid, we are just talking about it."

He shouted here and actually attracted a little guy who didn't intend to take the ordinary path. His ID was "What the hell The middle-aged handsome man with a side-parted hair came over to look at the bone stick in Zhongsu's hand carefully, then stroked his chin and said:

"Brother, is this thing made of real bones? This artistic style is good, can you show it to me?"

"Here!"

Zhongsu generously handed the bone stick in his hand to Gaomao, who took it in his hand and tasted it professionally for a while, then shook his head and said:

"There are many flaws, and the combination method is also a bit problematic. Swapping the positions of these two bones can improve its aesthetic value. It's a pity."

"Brother, what do you do?"

Zhongsu asked curiously:

"Why are you so interested in these things?"

"I'm engaged in carving and fur goods. "

Gao Maoa proudly waved his "artistic" side-parted bangs, waved his hand and said:

"Artist, do you understand? I have my own small gallery in reality. It was Shui Mei who asked me to come here to play this game and take care of apprentices. By the way, I just came in and don't understand much. What should I do now? Do the main task to search for refugees?"

"No, no, no, you have to change your job and learn basic skills when you first enter the game, otherwise you will be taken away by wolves in Xike grassland. Come on, brother, follow me, buddy will take you to change your job."

Zhongsu fooled the guy who called himself an "artist" and took him to the sewer.

The Blood Rat Gang just opened a "new business" recently. Mrs. Cui Si placed the handwritten copy of the sorcerer's job change book in the Blood Rat Gang's base, so that players who want to take the path of sorcerers don't have to run around to interrupt her happy fishing all day.

The only result of Zhongsu's new recruitment work for his own guild this time was "Gao Maoa".

The other new players were either RP players or veterans recruited by Bangge. They all had their own places to go. The remaining lone wolf players were not interested in the dark gameplay. They said they wanted to become warriors of Transia and sneered at the path of the sorcerer.

It was really a pity.

Half an hour later, the newly-made "trickster" Gaomaoah, wearing a black apprentice robe and holding an apprentice cane, enthusiastically followed the other members of the Demon Eight Heroes in the sewer.

They had just received a mission from the Blood Rat Gang to investigate the underground cave, and it was just right to take the new brothers to familiarize themselves with the gameplay.

"This game feels good in every aspect, but it's a bit limited in terms of race."

While waving his cane, he felt a little itchy and wanted to find a target to try out his novice skill "Hand of Corruption". He complained to others:

"Actually, I have always wanted to choose an orc, you know? An orc with the image of Gul'dan. I especially like the tragic story and the dark aura of that guy. He is a real villain, and he will never be whitewashed.

Isn't this an artistic processing of the character's tragedy?

By the way, there should be orcs in Transia, right?

Will this game have the function of changing races in the future?"

"Orcs, I haven't heard of them."

The boss of the Demon Eight, the Moon Demon Zhulan, commanded his two undead sword and shield men to clear the way in front, shaking his head and said:

"But I heard from the gnolls that there are all kinds of people in the Dark Mountains. , there are all kinds of races, and there are some mysterious races that have not been discovered yet, maybe there are orcs among them.

But as for changing races, there have been people on the forum spreading some true and some false news, but there is no definite answer so far.

If you ask me, it will definitely be opened!

Otherwise, why did the development team work so hard to make unique models for dwarves and elves? And those human subspecies represented by mountain people, there are so many races on this continent, and it is a waste of resources if players don’t experience them. ”

“Yeah, yeah, that’s good.”

What the hell is a newbie doing? Hearing the words of these “big guys”, he was immediately convinced, but he didn’t realize a very important problem, that is, the time when the Demon Eight Heroes entered the game was actually only one week earlier than him.

Theoretically, these eight guys are still in the field of “newbies” and have not come out yet.

“Turn the corner ahead and this patrol mission will end.”

The shorter water demon Basha threw a lighting spell into the dark passage ahead, letting a ball of light fly into the front like a flare and fall down in an arc, illuminating the fork in the road ahead.

He turned around and said to his brothers behind him:

"It's a pity that the bastard Bogang killed himself with the human bomb tactic, otherwise it would be so impressive for the eight of us to go on a mission together."

"You have to thank our brother Bogang for sacrificing himself to kill a barbarian, so that we have all the equipment we have now."

The Sky Demon Ximu touched the bone round shield tied to his arm, and said with a sneer:

"I really don't know how those old players got those good equipment. I have been in the game for so long, and the best equipment I got is just this fine shield. It's so hard to brush up reputation! This damn game doesn't have daily tasks at all.

All tasks are one-time, and you have to rely on snatching and sharing with other players."

"Don't worry, this is not a game to brush up levels, everyone should have fun and then be full."

The tallest Fire Demon Lord carried the Jackal War Hammer and laughed. Although he was a coffin carrier, it was a pity that he didn't fight in close combat with his physical fitness, so he changed his secondary profession to a gladiator, and was a meat shield character that resisted damage in the Demon Eight Heroes.

Don't think that these eight guys are all sorcerers, but their professional combinations are actually quite clever.

Except for the lack of healers, they are quite complete from shieldmen to melee to ranged archers and psychics. This is also thanks to the three professional slots given to players by "Real Alien World" so that they can try different combinations of gameplay.

"There seems to be movement ahead!"

The Moon Demon Zhulan was about to teach his new buddy some "experience of sorcerers", but suddenly his ears moved, frowned and said to others:

"I heard the sound of claws scratching the wall. Didn't they say that the monsters in the sewers have been cleaned up by old players? There are only some strange things left here besides rats. Why is there such a movement?

Ximu, shoot a lighting spell over there."

"Got it!"

Ximu waved his bone staff again, and accurately and coquettishly shot out a light spot of illumination magic, which flew forward at the farthest range and finally landed at the end of the passage. The faint blue light shone all around, illuminating the hideous faces of the monsters that rushed into the second floor of the sewer from the crack of the underground cave that had been opened.

In the movement of the flickering light to dispel the darkness, at the end of the intersection of the second floor sewer that should have been empty, there were more than a dozen hideous ghouls and disembodied vengeful spirits lying densely.

Ximu's precise illumination magic startled them, causing these guys to howl in horror, and then flew towards them in the stunned gaze of the evil magicians of the Eight Demons.

And this movement was like a spark thrown on a gunpowder barrel, which instantly set the prairie on fire and made the tens of thousands of undead under the crack of the cave under their feet roar.

The temptation from the breath of life and the roar of the ghouls made the sewer, which had been quiet for more than a month, once again staged a cruel and crazy "Ghoul Night" starting point, and the unlucky Eight Heroes and the even more unlucky newbie Gomaoah seemed to be the first sacrifices to this crazy night.

"Run!"

Zhu Lan, who reacted the fastest, drove his undead servants forward to resist, and turned back and roared at the frightened Gomaoah with a hideous face:

"Go to the ground! Send a message on the world channel! Quick! The dog planner is doing something."

"Oh, oh, I'll go now! You hold on!"

Gomaoah perfectly presented the panic of urban people when they encountered a terrible crisis.

He turned around and ran, but he stumbled and fell to the ground, but he didn't dare to look back or stop, and rushed out along the way he came. At this time, the thoughts in his mind made him not realize that he had changed his job and had a corrupted hand in his hand that could be thrown out.

He was so panicked.

The brothers of the Demon Eight Elites were quite loyal.

They did not sell out the newbies, but retreated in an orderly manner under the cover of four coffin bearers, a total of eight skeleton shieldmen and other undead servants, while the remaining three tricksters kept throwing slow spells to slow down the enemy.

Their reaction and cooperation were perfect.

Unfortunately, without the polishing of the Black Iron Trial, they could not cope with such a sudden attack in terms of combat power or psychic pool.

Just as the trembling hands of the devil crawled out of the sewer, running around on the street while shouting the news of the ghouls' attack, the members of the Eight Elites finally paid the price of five people dying and ran back to the defense line between the first and second floors with difficulty.

The assassins of the Blood Rat Gang and the veterans of the People's Army stationed here have completed the resistance preparations.

While the two unlucky Basha and Ximu sat on the ground panting and experienced the real feeling of escaping death, the second lieutenant of the Cadman People's Army stationed here gave an order, and more than 30 Molotov cocktails were smashed out.

For a moment, the flames shot up to the sky.

Dorothy, who was hiding in the shadows and watching all this, nodded with satisfaction. She grabbed her calculation orb and warned the players of the random event triggering for the first time as the leader of a force.

This was the first time she issued a task of this scale, but she was not panicked. She had practiced for a long time to ensure that she could perfectly perform her duties at this time.

"Ding"

At this time, Xiao Fu Ge, who was about to leave after learning skills from Murphy's office, looked at the calculation orb in his hand in surprise. Tip:

[Plot event · 'Ghoul Night Returns' has been triggered!

Event Description: Warriors of Scarlet Castle! This is a message from the Blood Rat Gang. The hateful undead in the underground caves guarded by us have broken their seals driven by unknown forces. These crazy guys are rushing out of their caves on a large scale, trying to enter the sewers and set off killings in the city.

Me!

Dorothy, the leader of the Blood Rat Gang, is here to call on all the warriors in the Scarlet Castle. Brave people who are determined to defend the city, please go to the defense lines of the sewers immediately!

We, the shadow walkers, will become the first line of defense to protect the city and our homeland tonight!

Event requirements: Players participating in this event must persist until the support of the Cadman People's Army and the Avalon Church Witch Hunters arrives!

Event rewards: A large amount of Blood Rat Gang reputation, the 'Ghoul King' series suit, and the 'Undead Shadow' quest line is opened. 】

"Ghouls are coming again?"

Little Rich exclaimed:

"How come this is exactly the same as the previous ghoul disaster? Haven't the Plague Rat King and the monsters he created been killed?"

"This just shows that another force has set its sights on us, my apprentice."

Behind Little Rich, Lord Murphy had put on his cloak and held his cane sword. He whispered with a gloomy expression:

"The mess left by the Plague Rat King was used by those guys hiding in the shadows. Fortunately, we dealt with some of the ghouls in advance, otherwise what happened tonight would have turned into a disaster.

Come with me!

My apprentice, it's time for me to test your progress in the way of the summoner."

"In fact, you can also test my swordsmanship."

Little Rich held the cane sword at his waist with a playful smile.

At this time, his outfit was six points similar to Murphy's. He was obviously deliberately imitating the image of his mentor. Unfortunately, the appearance of the clothes can be imitated, but Lord Murphy's handsomeness and beauty cannot be imitated before the face-pinching function is turned on.

But Little Rich didn't care. He had a pretty boy face, so he held the hilt and said:

"I learned from you. In addition to the way of summoning, I am also an excellent swordsman. Tonight, my sharp blade will swing in your name!"

"Well, such beautiful courage!"

Murphy looked at his apprentice who had a second-year disease. He complained in his heart that this guy was becoming more and more RP-oriented, but on the surface he said with great relief:

"Except for the lack of a pair of wings, you are no different from an excellent vampire elite. My apprentice, don't you really consider joining the Blood Eagle Clan? I really need talents like you."

"Becoming a vampire means that I can't use natural spiritual energy to help my scorpion lion calm down, sir."

Little Rich sighed regretfully and said:

"There is gain only when there is sacrifice. Even if I walk on the natural way of Avalon, I am still your loyal warrior. I hope Avalon will not punish my disloyalty because of my loyalty."

"No."

Murphy smiled mysteriously.

He spread his wings and flew high into the sky, and whispered:

"I know Avalon very well, and I think the God of Nature will give me this little favor."