Chapter 165 Black Messenger! (2-in-1)
Chen Lun noticed that these "refugee" players were all wearing their own linen robes and carrying all kinds of junk in their hands.
They should have all rushed to Emerald Town from the "Novice Village" on the outskirts.
After observing silently for a while, he found that these players had formed a team and were heading in the same direction.
Chen Lun hid in the dark and followed them to see what these newbies wanted to do.
Along the way, he saw that the scene in the town was very desolate and every house was closed.
The streets were filled with all kinds of garbage, blood-stained strips of cloth and shabby clothes.
The breeze blows, carrying a slight fishy smell that makes people feel sick.
There were some monks from the Church of the Moon in black robes, expressionless and taciturn. They walked by carrying sacks containing corpses, turning a blind eye to the "refugee" player group.
The players soon arrived at the west side of the town, which had been isolated with wooden fences. Many soldiers wearing leather armor and iron helmets were guarding the area, holding short swords.
Seeing the players arriving, the leader of the soldiers looked very happy.
He said something in his mouth, opened the fence with a clang, and let the group of players enter the neighborhood behind the fence.
There was a beast-like roar and a strange humming sound coming from the other end, as if someone was whispering some kind of nursery rhyme. The strong stench and smell of blood rushed out from the fence, causing the soldiers outside to hide their noses and retreat.
After several urgings, dozens of players, with excited faces, poured in through the narrow gate and reached the block behind.
With a bang, the fence door was closed again.
Chen Lun took out the [Star Veil] and put it on himself, then slowly walked out of the shadows.
Only then did the soldiers notice that a well-dressed gentleman had appeared in front of them at some point, and everyone was startled.
"What happened to the neighborhood behind the fence? Why did you let the group of people in?"
Chen Lun asked aloud.
The shell necklace on his chest flashed with light, making the leading soldier captain slightly stunned.
"Oh, sir, that's the plague area...the residents inside have been infected with the plague and turned into bloodthirsty lunatics.
The chief issued an order to clear out the infected areas. The group of people just now were newly recruited soldiers. They volunteered and chose to enter the epidemic area to eliminate the plague patients. ”
Chen Lun nodded silently.
'This is a very newbie task...'
Two months ago, he already knew some information about the plague through the news brought back by Maggie.
Among the three epidemic diseases, the most core and most terrifying is the "Red Dance".
People infected with this disease are like being cursed. They will unconsciously attract other people to smile and dance with joy. The scene is very strange.
"They hardly stop and dance until they die...most often with broken leg bones, and then they fall to the ground and squirm to death. Throughout, the dancers scream, laugh, or cry, and some of them hum. Playing strange songs ”
These are Maggie's original words.
"If you watch them but refuse to join the dance, you will be violently treated... They are bloodthirsty and cruel, and they will even eat you.
However, this disease means that spirituality is annihilated within twenty-four hours after infection, leaving only a crazy body. ”
Chen Lun hypnotized the soldier squad leader and planned to let him open the fence door and then go in and take a look himself.
But at this moment.
Bang! !
There was a loud noise, and the wooden fence suddenly shook violently.
I don't know what happened behind, but there were screams and strange laughter.
As if facing a formidable enemy, the soldiers drew their daggers and prepared for the attack.
Wow - bang! !
There was another tremor, and the wooden fence was knocked down with a crash.
Chen Lun looked up and saw a dozen residents with crazy faces, holding kitchen knives, grass rakes or sickles covered in rust and blood, chasing the players who had entered previously.
These infected residents were dressed in shabby robes or suits and were dirty. There is always an unnatural smile on his face, a weird laugh coming out of his mouth, or he is singing an inaudible gibberish song.
He raised his hand and waved his weapon, blood spattered everywhere, and the players screamed and disappeared into white light.
After killing all the players, these disease maniacs did not stop there.
Some of them were holding hands, humming strange and unknown melodies, spinning around in circles and dancing. Other disease lunatics carried kitchen knives and sickles and chopped at the soldiers.
They were laughing loudly, as if killing people was something fun and interesting.
"Ah! Ahh!!"
A soldier without a helmet screamed repeatedly.
His face was caught by a grass rake, dense scratches were scratched on his head, and a large piece of flesh was opened, dripping with blood.
The soldiers began to resist, but they had little morale.
They fought and retreated, as if they didn't want to get too entangled here.
Chen Lun knew that they were worried about contracting the disease... After all, fighting at such a close range, with rusty weapons full of dirt, and someone's blood, it was really easy to get infected.
So far, there is no possibility of cure for the sick, only death.
This is so demoralizing!
Another two soldiers were knocked down by the disease madman, but their counterattack failed to stop the opponent in the slightest.
The patients seemed to have no sense of pain. They were slashed by the soldiers' daggers, and blood flowed freely. They did not scream or cry... They still smiled strangely, hummed, and raised their weapons to kill.
The soldiers were retreating steadily.
At this time, a large group of "refugee" players came from behind. There were more of them than before, some of them had just been resurrected, and some of them had just arrived in Emerald Town and were pulled together to "spawn monsters."
"Onion! There's a monster ahead!"
"Save those guards, otherwise the position will be lost and your contribution points will be deducted!"
"Don't grab monsters! I'll do it!"
The players shouted noisily and rushed forward in a swarm.
They were carrying iron rods, wooden clubs, hatchets and other weapons in their hands. They were almost the same as the infected local residents, and they looked like two waves of fighting villagers.
But soon, players were hit hard again.
Because they found that their output was really difficult to kill a "resident mob". After the other party contracted the plague, his body could not help but not collapse. Instead, it seemed to have been strengthened, and he was beaten seven or eight times, just like a normal person.
Still carrying a machete to chop the "melons" of the players.
As players die one by one, the remaining players fall back with the soldiers.
Some people couldn’t help but howl——
"Is this a 'little monster'?! Several people beat me for a long time, but not a single one was killed!"
"Isn't this game too difficult?! It's really not for humans!"
"Gouba persuaded him to retreat, let's go, go back to the countryside to fight wild dogs!"
A considerable number of this group of players believe that the diseased neighborhood in this town seems not something they can come to at their current level. So I started to think about quitting, and planned to return to the countryside to farm wild beasts and gain experience.
"Ha, it's time for me to perform!"
At this time, a player wearing a fur coat and a wide-brimmed hat stood up.
Everyone looked at him and saw that he had a short sword on his waist, a long gun in both hands, and an ID "Rotten Persimmon (God's Love)" on his head.
He seemed to enjoy the attention of everyone, and he acted like a handsome gunman and rushed forward to fight with those disease lunatics.
After a few dings, he took advantage of his equipment and used his spear to pry away the kitchen knife in a lunatic's hand and stabbed the opponent's throat.
The epidemic lunatic's face was covered with blood, but he was still grinning ferociously, which made Rotten Persimmon feel terrified. He gritted his teeth and gripped the handle of the gun, pulled it out suddenly and swiped it open, slitting the plague maniac's neck open.
Then he kicked out, hitting the opponent in the abdomen with a bang, and the latter fell to the ground.
When the kill prompt popped up, he breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat with his spear.
"Wow! This guy is a bullfrog!"
"Why does his equipment look so familiar?"
"Isn't this the guard uniform of the Red Apple Church? How did you get it?!"
Rotten Shim felt the "envious" eyes of other players and felt good about himself. He admired his decision more and more, it was so correct.
As a member of the Divine Love Guild and one of the first batch of players in the public beta, he immediately went online to upgrade wild monsters in an abandoned farm in the suburbs.
According to the official plot, the plague swept through, and people in the suburbs died and fled. Only a few farmers survived, but they still guarded their farms.
At that time, Luanshi accepted a task from a farmer to help eliminate wild beasts and weirdos running around infected with the disease.
After reaching level five and getting some money, he went directly to Emerald Town as planned, and then found a way to join the Red Apple Church.
This process sounds simple, but is actually very difficult.
As one of the seven righteous churches, the Red Apple Church has great appeal to players. But if you want to join, it seems that you need to meet some stringent conditions and complete a series of difficult tasks.
As a result, many players have tried the path of "joining the church", but most of them ended in failure.
Rotten Persimmon found another way, took Jack's wanted warrant, and went straight to the church, where he happened to meet a new monk again. He used his sharp tongue and some information within the guild...
This was a plan he had planned for a long time in advance, and he obtained some information about Jack by pestering the two "big guys" who had participated in the internal beta test - Goutou Jin and Wang Wuji.
After telling all this to the monks of the Red Apple Church, he successfully attracted their attention and Rotten Persimmon was able to join the church.
Although he is only the lowest church guard, he is quite satisfied. Because there is an additional sub-professional entry "Church Guard" on the panel, he also received a set of serious equipment.
With the attribute bonus of the sub-profession and a brand new set of equipment, Lanshi has distanced himself from other players. This sense of superiority made him enjoy it very much.
Luanshi even shared his "strategy" on the guild channel, persuading other guild brothers to follow his example, so that they could gain a "huge advantage" at the start.
His inspiration naturally came from Mr. Jack.
Since Jack has a grudge against the Red Apple Church, he can take advantage of this to gain the favor of the Church.
Luanshi has always believed that no matter how powerful this Jack is, he is still a villain. As the Righteous God Church, the Red Apple Church will definitely regain its place!
He just needs to take advantage of the situation and reap enough benefits.
Many guild members were indeed piqued by his interest, and there were even a few cadres among them. After all, this was a "strategy" that had been practiced and worked.
Only Kotoujin and Forgotten Wuji were not optimistic about this, and even hinted to him tactfully to stop when he got the benefits, not to do the "bounty mission" of the Red Apple Church, and not to waste time on Jack.
On the surface, Luanshi agreed respectfully, but in his heart he didn't take it seriously.
After all, everything has been smooth sailing since he created his account...except for his ID.
Thinking of this, Lanshi felt a pain in his balls. When he originally created the character, he planned to come up with a famous and domineering ID "Greedful Bite", but in the end it prompted "Duplicate ID".
While secretly cursing the guy who stole the ID, he reluctantly changed it to the abbreviated version of "Greedy Devour", but because of his quick words, he ended up becoming "Rotten Persimmon"!
Ding ding! when!
Pfft——!
The spear in Rotten Persimmon's hand danced very fast, relying on its length to deflect the sickle in the hand of the plague resident, and then stabbed several holes in the opponent's chest and abdomen.
Finally, he used the spear as a club, whipped the enemy's neck, knocked him down, and finished with a shot into the eye socket.
A kill prompt pops up.
He looked at the generous experience reward and was very happy.
Picking up the rusty sickle on the ground, he chose to upgrade it, and his level increased by one level. Others were quite envious, even the NPC soldiers looked at him with admiration in their eyes.
"——Lanshi, I have gathered the brothers near Emerald Town and asked them to rush to you as soon as possible... After that, you will temporarily serve as the captain to help keep an eye on it."
"Shiren", the president of the God's Love Guild, spoke on the guild channel and specially liked him.
Luan Shi was very excited when he saw it and immediately replied "No problem".
He turned and looked around.
The other players retreated very far, and only a handful of them were willing to rush forward and fight the disease maniac. The soldiers had no hope, and they were far away and unwilling to come forward.
"Haha——!"
Suddenly there was a burst of shrill laughter.
Everyone followed the sound and saw a red figure emerging from an old residential building in the epidemic neighborhood.
It was a woman with disheveled hair, a maniacal smile on her gray face, wearing a red robe, holding a sharp knife in her hand, and rushed toward the crowd crazily.
Luan Shi frowned, threw a "probe" over, and then was slightly stunned.
"Elite monster!"
He was shocked to see that the level of the woman in red was a full ten levels higher than him. Some attributes showed that the horizontal bar was unknown, and the danger level was orange "very dangerous".
"It's the little BOSS! Everyone come together!"
Rotten Persimmon shouted.
After hearing his words, other players started to take action.
It's as if this is a secret code that can ignite the player's inner desire.
In the puzzled eyes of the soldiers, a dozen players rushed forward, carrying scraps of scrap metal in their hands, and stood on a united front with Luanshi.
"Come! If you are willing to fight the BOSS, accept my invitation to form a team. In this way, the profits will be shared equally, and the loot can also be distributed with ROLL points...!"
Rotten Persimmon shouted in a hurry and directed the players to besiege the woman in red.
Others were willing to believe in him when they saw "God's Love" in ID brackets above his head. After all, these are people from the three major guilds, and they are more reliable than some individual players.
Chen Lun, who was standing behind a tree not far away, was standing in the shade, watching this scene silently.
‘Red Dancer... Is this a deep infection of the epidemic that has caused mutation? ’
His eyes were filled with mist, and there was a hint of confusion on his face.
‘This group of players is going to suffer, they can’t be beaten... This strength is already comparable to [Sequence 9] Transcendents. ’
Chen Lun shook his head.
Clang!
There was a clear clang.
Rotten Persimmon's spear collided with the red-clothed woman's sharp knife. He originally wanted to repeat his old trick and challenge the woman's weapon, but he did not expect to encounter huge resistance.
The opponent's strength is really too great!
"Haha——!!"
The woman in red raised her arm, which was not strong, and slapped Roten Persimmon's spear away, then slashed it down.
A snort.
The wide-brimmed hat on Rotten Persimmon's head was torn directly, and a hole was opened in his head, blood and brains splattered.
【You are dead! 】
His vision went dark, and then he saw this prompt box.
"I really have no brain...why should I rush to the front?"
This was what he was thinking before he died.
The strongest rotten persimmon among this group of players was dealt with by the woman in red, and the others were unable to fight back. What's more, there are other disease lunatics nearby, desperately attacking the players.
The alliance of players who prepared to besiege the woman in red was instantly destroyed and fell apart. The soldiers were being slaughtered, and the woman in red was too fast for them to escape.
Rotten Persimmon, who had returned from resurrection, was furious when he saw the other players who were cowering.
"This is not the way to go..."
Rotten Shim was extremely anxious.
This was the first time he had encountered an elite monster, and he would really be unwilling to let him leave like this.
It's a pity that these individual players are just a mob and cannot be commanded. Otherwise, if they were brothers from the Divine Love Guild, they would be able to kill this woman in red with their lives!
Just then.
A man wearing a black flat-top hat appeared in everyone's sight at some point.
He seemed to have been standing nearby from the beginning, but no one noticed him.
"!!"
Rotten Persimmon was startled.
Other players had the same reaction.
"Hahaha——!!"
The dancer in red waved the sharp knife in her hand, stabbed two more players to death, hacked a soldier to death, and rushed straight towards where the others were gathered.
And this strange man happened to be standing in front of them.
"Who is this man?!"
A player asked.
"I don't know!"
Others shook their heads.
In the eyes of everyone, the man gently raised his right hand.
Snap!
He grabbed the sharp knife swung by the woman in red.
boom! !
A bright flame spurted out from his palm, and the sharp knife instantly burned red, and immediately turned into molten iron and flowed down.
"Cut."
The man's deep voice spit out a byte.
He put his fingers together, and the bright yellow flame burned blazingly, transforming into a slender, wide-edged decapitation knife in his hand.
boom! !
With a wave of his hand, the flaming beheading knife passed through, and the woman in red was covered in flames from the neck up, instantly turning into charcoal and soot.
The man turned around, pulled up the brim of his hat, and walked slowly towards the players.
The red figure behind him fell to the ground with a plop and became motionless.
"Damn! So handsome!"
"So strong...?! He's an extraordinary person!"
"What's the origin?! Is it the mentor NPC of Novice Village?!"
The players looked intently, threw "Probe" at the man, and then they were all stunned.
The feedback information contained a series of unknown horizontal lines and a red-to-black "extremely fatal" word.
Only on the top of this man's head, under "exploration", an ID slowly appeared - "Black Messenger"!
The character "Rotten Persimmon" is a supporting role for fans of "Poetry of Feng Yin"~
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