Chapter 487 My sword has 3020 million 1244 layers
The undead learned a lot of information from Miss Brittany, far more than from Flynn Mun, who claimed to be from the "Kingdom of the Moon".
They focused on asking about the "bedtime story" part, but the information they received from this part was far less than they had expected.
The last few people walked out of Miss Brittany's house with the scorching sun above their heads.
She is full and wants to take a nap.
“It’s so cool to be an NPC.”
"Yeah, we just give out some tasks, and then we go buy whatever we want to eat and just lie down."
"What else do you want the NPC to do? The AI of the NPC in this game is too smart. Not only will they slack off, but they will also avoid damage. If they are tricked by the undead, they will spread the word like crazy. Anyway, I can't afford to offend them."
Many people have thought about leading monsters to the side of NPCs, letting them resist damage while they take the opportunity to output.
Contrary to expectations, the NPC's reaction was even faster than that of the undead. Not only did they discover the undead's plot in time, but their favorability also dropped significantly. They also publicized the situation extensively, causing the favorability of a large number of NPCs to drop significantly.
Unless necessary, most undead would rather take the lead and sacrifice themselves to gain favorability.
It is not easy to increase favorability, but it drops very quickly.
"Eat ice?"
"Walk."
The few of them hit it off immediately and went to the ice house run by the immortals in Star Dragon City to cool off.
However, they were stopped as soon as they arrived at the door because they smelled too bad and would disturb the customers in the store.
They had no choice but to take a bath reluctantly. As long as they didn't lose blood and didn't have any abnormal conditions, most undead people had low requirements for hygiene. Anyway, they wouldn't know anything once their senses were shut down.
Take a bath and then open your senses.
"Fuck, it's hot!"
"Oh my god, the armor stinks so bad?"
"To be honest, once it opened 100%, I felt like I was back in my childhood, going to the river in my hometown in the countryside to catch fish and shrimp."
After coming out, they casually changed into a set of "skin" without any attributes and walked into the ice room.
A group of undead who only wanted to level up and improve their stats, unexpectedly discovered that this world is so real because their craving for ice cream was aroused by the gluttonous snake Brittany.
It turns out there are so many fun things to do besides fighting monsters. No wonder Star Dragon City, as a marginal main city, is always full of undead figures.
Local specialties, making local specialties and flavorful foods.
Without considering saving the world, many undead people would be happy to be a gourmet hunter.
Especially when they put the ice cream into their mouths, their eyes widened instantly.
"Damn, this tastes the same as what I ate outside, it seems to be that..."
"You're out there? Aren't you studying abroad in India?"
"Yes, I'm talking about the pigmented popsicles. Look, there are bees inside them."
"Fuck you."
A few people laughed and joked, and then started talking about business.
"I think the Moon Kingdom should be a hidden map, and there must be good stuff in it."
Just a map that no one else has entered is enough to make them excited, and exploring unknown areas is where the fun lies.
"What about the bedtime story? Did you understand it?"
"I didn't understand. I thought Brittany would tell a story about defeating a dragon and saving a princess, or some other fairy tale, but she didn't tell any of them."
"The answer is in the puzzle."
"What do you mean?"
"No, the atmosphere was right, so I just said it."
Going to the Moon Kingdom is one of the "hidden ways to play" they can find at present. However, for the undead all over the world, it is obvious that the battle between the two major camps in the Enstad continent is more likely to attract the undead's attention.
Enstad continent.
The Alliance of 12 Gods.
The chaotic fight between the undead gradually turned from a faction mission into a personal vendetta.
Then they would arrange fights, quarrels, and ambushes in harsh outdoor areas.
The internal and external fights have turned the place into a complete mess.
Even if the gods were willing to cooperate before, they all held the attitude of "I won't ask you to hurt you, so this is cooperation." Deeper cooperation and tasks have never been announced.
Basically, after the gods determine the general direction, the popes and believers of each god's sect compile the tasks themselves.
It was precisely the gods' indifference that led to constant friction among the undead people under the 12 gods, and those popes wanted to take this opportunity to eliminate dissidents.
At this time, a figure wearing heavy armor appeared in front of the gods' conference table.
The immortals were so obsessed with gathering the 12 gods and taking a "family portrait" that they independently created this location, which is located on the top of a mountain, with dark clouds hanging overhead and howling winds beneath their feet.
When His figure appeared, the undead people who were checking in and taking photos around him immediately became excited.
"Isn't this the Melt-carved Armor?"
"Would you like to go over and take a photo?"
"I heard He has a bad temper."
"Maybe there's a hidden mission."
Wearing heavy armor, with a body that can burst out molten flame power, the undead have already speculated on its identity. 99% of people believe that the true identity of the Molten Armor is one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse of the Solar Witness, the Molten Knight.
He is considered to be the Son of the Sun and the only one among the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse who has inherited the power of the flame of the Sun's Proof.
Theoretically, this set of armor appeared in the Cathedral of the Sun on the mainland, and its identity was that of the Molten Knight.
"Wait, there's someone else coming, it's the old man with the scroll!"
I suddenly saw two gods today. Are they really going to have a meeting?
The old man in the scroll is regarded by all the undead as the strongest. The reason is simple: at present, the 12 gods have a total of 10 religious beliefs, and the old man in the scroll and his two loyal subordinates belong to the same religion.
"The Prince of the Twin Swords, Mokto!"
"Ana skinny ghost!"
"Damn, if they're coming, the whole family will come together."
Even in a three-on-one situation, the Rongke Battle Armor still maintained an arrogant attitude. He was always absolutely confident in his own strength.
"here we go again……"
"Slip away!"
The undead left.
As the figures of gods appeared one after another, the undead people clearly realized...
"The big one is coming!"
The news that the 12 gods of the alliance were going to cause trouble swept through the entire Undead chat forum in the Enstad area like a storm, adding fuel to the fire of this long-stalemated war.
The undead of the alliance are howling and screaming, their blood is boiling. We are about to attack, and we are definitely attacking because we have a huge advantage.
On the other hand, the situation was different for the Black Knight. The Black Knight had disappeared for a long time, and the undead could not contact him. Even though everyone believed that the other party would not disappear silently, when the war was imminent, most people were still a little panicked.
In the Alliance camp, the figure of the Dual Sword Prince Mercdo appeared in front of the undead army.
It was a dark mass, and although the scene was extremely chaotic, this powerful army made the Prince of Twin Swords show a faint smile on his face.
Not all believers have the ability to fight, so even if they once had hundreds of thousands of believers, the number of soldiers available for "holy war" is always very small, at most only tens of thousands.
The undead believers are able to ensure that every one of them is an elite, everyone can go to the battlefield, and they are extremely powerful.
The only unsatisfactory thing is that the enemy also has undead as soldiers in the camp, and their number is even greater than ours.
The eyes were filled with sounds and chaotic colors.
While the undead were looking forward to the "plot beginning" and complaining about other people's chaos that made the atmosphere lose its epic feel, they couldn't help chatting with the people around them, wondering what they were going to do this time, whether to start a war right away or wait a little.
Prince Mercdo of Double Shoulders walked to the front. As a loyal knight guarding the old man in the scroll, even though he was a "god", he never forgot his duty for a moment.
Behind him, 11 gods either rushed to the scene or used other means to get the latest news as soon as possible.
Mercado knew that this was the result of a compromise after the debate. As the strongest party, the old man in the scroll must show enough strength to test the waters.
When Ana the Skinny Ghost goes crazy, no one can stop him. Mercdo holds a double blade and is the magic knight who is most proficient in close combat. He still has his sanity and can guide Ana the Skinny Ghost.
They have cooperated with each other for a very long time.
So they were chosen to become stones.
If they can break into the Black Knight's underground cemetery, they will bring huge benefits to the old man in the scroll. Even if they lose, the benefits will not disappear. Mercdo and Ana the Skinny Ghost will only be injured.
A business that is sure to make money.
Thinking this in his mind, the Prince of Twin Swords looked towards the undead.
He didn't think he would lose. Even if the Black Knight's strength reached the 7th ring, it would be impossible for him to kill him with just one move when he was at the 6th ring.
At this moment, the Prince of Two Swords was more concerned about whether he could be like a sharp blade, using his loyalty to the old man in the scroll and his persistence in the "story" to forge the sword edge, and pierce the enemy with an absolutely unshakable attitude.
He is looking forward to the appearance of the Black Knight.
Then He and Ana the Skinny Ghost will join forces and use their unstoppable strength to get everything back on track.
The combined power is very strong. This is not self-praise, but the old man in the scroll also said that if the Prince of Twin Swords and Ana the Skinny Ghost join forces, even the old man in the scroll himself may not be able to cope with it.
However, due to his absolute loyalty, the Prince of Twin Swords never thought of betrayal. He would obey every order of the old man in the scroll word for word.
I am just a weapon.
Ana skinny ghost? He is crazy and won't care so much.
"Let me lead you to fight against the Black Knight!"
The Prince of the Twin Swords spoke.
Then the next moment, the undead were partying.
If the boss takes action himself, one side will definitely be in trouble.
Everyone tacitly agreed that whichever side did not have the top powerhouse would be in trouble, and it was obviously referring to the Black Knight camp.
The war begins.
The Prince of Twin Swords turned into a meat grinder, the magic twin swords in his hands easily reaped the lives of the undead. And when the undead in the Black Knight camp were ready to sacrifice themselves and attack frantically, they immediately faced an even crazier enemy.
Ana, the skinny ghost with 6th ring strength, showed off his dry claws.
It looks like holding a rag doll without hands and feet, and randomly inserting the dried beast claws covered with only skin and flesh into the doll like making a scarecrow.
The teeth are made of sharp traps like animal traps, the left eye is a button, and the right eye was dug out from a beautiful girl with green eyes. When you look into those beautiful eyes, you can seem to feel the affection in them.
Then, a large number of undead people met their death.
When Ana the Skinny Ghost faces a powerful warrior, he will be suppressed and beaten, but when he faces a weak undead, the carnival begins.
The Dual Sword Prince Mercdo shook his wrists and used his magic blades to calm the undead in front of him.
"I'm sorry," he said, as if he was still adhering to some kind of chivalrous code, "but this is war, for loyalty and faith."
"what!"
Suddenly, a howling sound was heard. The Prince of Two Swords turned around and saw that Ana the Skinny Ghost had encountered his powerful enemy, a White Wolf Swordsman who used a flaming sword.
He pressed his hands on his head, and a black hole was burned in the tattered cloth. Although Ana the Skinny Ghost was afraid of fire, the flames of the undead were not enough to burn him.
The opponent is a very powerful enemy, but his aura is too weak. Does he have the strength of a 4th ring?
The Prince of Two Swords raised his feet and walked easily among the ranks of the undead, stepping to the center of the war.
An invisible wall enveloped the White Wolf Swordsman and the suddenly timid and fearful Ana Skinny Ghost, cutting off their contact with the outside world.
He raised his sword.
"Damn it! White Wolf was killed instantly!"
"Go brothers, our NPC is about to be killed."
The undead in the Black Knight camp suddenly became excited. The potential that can be stimulated by passive protection and active protection are completely different.
But at this moment, no one even had the ability to break through the invisible wall.
Prince Shuangjian felt a little disappointed. Is that all? The black knight's strength should not be that great, otherwise he would not be hiding now.
One side wins and the momentum is overwhelming.
The other side suffered a crushing defeat.
Although they are clearly carrying the name of "justice", the undead on the Alliance side are shouting "take everything except the needle and thread". No matter what will happen in the future, existence is reasonable.
Defeating the Black Knight who had always occupied the position of "must win" and defeating his undefeated myth was like a medal of honor that would be delivered to his chest.
The ultimate goal of the war between gods is still a war of faith, but for the undead, it is a "war of traffic."
Whichever god is stronger, more handsome, and more worthy of following will win the undead.
No undead group could stop them, and the casualties on the Black Knights' side became more and more serious.
Until a figure suddenly appeared in the sky.
A ferocious suit of armor with black horns, a ghost cloak, and an ordinary weapon in his hand.
"The Black Knight is back?"
"I'm back, come on!"
"There are two bosses on the opposite side. Can we defeat them?"
The Black Knight, however, held the sword in one hand and looked down at the Dual Sword Prince Mercado.
The next moment he turned into a black meteor and crashed straight into the Prince of Dual Swords.
"4 rings?" Mercdo realized the strength of the Black Knight and was disappointed. He thought the enemy would be stronger.
The opponent swung his sword at him, and Mercdo raised his sword to block it, but the moment the sword blades touched him, his face changed drastically.
I can't block this sword!
The Black Knight calmly swung his sword, and cleverly arranged Ana the Skinny Ghost to swing in the same direction.
With this sword, Linde stacked a total of 3020 layers.
(End of this chapter)