Chapter 55 The Dead City (1)
"Drake, those monsters didn't lean over. It seemed that this was a place similar to a safety zone. After those monsters approached the door, they turned their heads and climbed up the wall." Vader said as he walked down the stairs, and many people around him breathed a sigh of relief. "How is this guy?"
"Dead." Anthony said in a cold tone, covering the man's cloak as he said, "But it seems that there is no abnormality, but just in case he will burn his body." After Anthony said that, he stood up again, and the two people in charge of watching the fire next to him frowned and looked at him.
"Then his equipment..." the man asked carefully.
"If you don't feel disgusted, just pull it down by yourself." Anthony said as he wiped his hands clean on his cloak, but immediately felt a coldness on his hands. After the white frost and ice on the man's body melted, it turned into mucus again. As long as the temperature dissipated, it would freeze again. It was a particularly other liquid. However, Anthony did not have much time to study it. He used a dagger to collect some white frost and put it into the small bottle he carried with him.
As soon as he walked away, many mercenaries walked to the corpse covered with cloak without hesitation, then squatted down and began to discuss with the two mercenaries in charge of making fire how to divide the equipment on the corpse.
"What should I do next?" Vader asked, frowning as he looked at Anthony who was approaching.
Anthony looked up at Vader, "Aren't you leaving?"
"Isn't this nonsense now? You asked me to walk back from the road full of insects alone? I won't do it if I beat you to death." Vader immediately retorted without hesitation, "Besides, although those insects are weak enough, they are disgusting, and who knows if there is a boss in that tunnel."
Anthony couldn't guarantee it. At this time, he immediately saw Anthony walking over with a lantern. The mercenaries around him had squeezed down in the circular hall at some point, and even had two other bonfires. Many mercenaries sat cross-legged with wine bags, and grilled the dried beef on the fire with daggers and then swallowed the wine.
"What a tough guy." Alpins commented with a smile.
"Ah, they are all veterans," Vader touched his chin. "It seems that the number of people with strength and experience in the team this time accounts for a high proportion. Should it be said to be gratifying or terrifying."
"Scary?" Anthony looked at Vader.
Vader replied with his idiot's eyes: "What, it turns out that you don't understand," he nodded when he saw Anthony's dissatisfied look, "Tell you, the difference between lone players and union players is that our survival rate is actually very low. People who can get to the level of veterans have more or less unclean hands."
"And there are a large number of people around you who are like this at this moment, right?" Alpine finished what he wanted to say for him.
"Is that true?" Anthony frowned slightly, "I am also a lone player."
"No, you are an exception." Vader moved his neck, "I won't talk about this anymore, what are you going to do next?"
"Stay rest and set off for twenty minutes." Anthony replied faintly, and after Vader left, he immediately looked at the Alps, "Is there anything you have to do?"
"Why do you think so?"
"Because you guy is not following Joel," Anthony looked through, and then he looked behind the Alps, "Where is that guy?"
"Oh, he said he went to explore the road ahead first, probably because he was afraid that the situation just now would happen again." Alps shrugged. Then the two of them walked around the crowd and walked to the edge of the circular hall, leaning against the wall. Anthony raised his head and looked at the spiral staircase not far away, where there was also a fire, and the members of the Iron Chain Knights, including the mysterious man living in a cloak, were there.
"What do you want to say?"
"Marcus and Gavin - both of them are members of the fourth group, and Marcus is the captain of the fourth group."
"I have a partner for these two names," Anthony nodded slightly, "They are both guys with the highest level in the team. What's wrong with them?"
The Alps said to Anthony directly: "They came to Joel and me and wanted to build a guild with us."
After hearing this, Anthony immediately frowned: "Does these guys know something?"
"That's right," Alpine replied helplessly, "in short, they have decided to get on our ship."
As Vader said before, if a lone player can get to the level of Marcus and Gavin, he must be unclear. He has either been an "equipment robber" or even a "scum player" - this is a general term for some guys who use fraud and other means to harm the interests of other players in the same camp in the game - in short, they are all guys whose virtues are to be verified. Although Anthony also wants to establish his own guild, Anthony himself is still quite resistant to letting such people who do not know whether it is gold or bomb join the guild he established. After all, this is equivalent to posing a hidden danger to his own guild.
But there is no time to think so much at this moment. "Let's talk about it if they can survive." Anthony replied coldly.
"It's hard to say," Alps shrugged, "but they also suggested that they can help us organize the people on the current team. After all, they are surrounded by experienced players, which is much more reliable than new players."
Really? Anthony did not ask, but buried his questions in his heart. He knew that Alps should know this too, so the two of them could be considered tacit. Seeing that Anthony did not continue to discuss this topic, Alps immediately asked whisper: "How is it?"
At this moment, both of them looked at the bonfire of the Iron Chain Knights. Half of the mysterious man wrapped in a cloak was blocked by the spiral stairs. They could only see that he had dragged to the long cloak on the ground. "It's still a gain." Anthony reached out and handed something to the Alps. The Alps took it naturally. Then he lowered his head and looked at the thing that Anthony handed over. It was a strange and exquisite ring with a red gem inlaid. If you look closely, you will find that there seemed to be a glimmer of light in the red gem.
"This is……?!"
"The magic ring 'Twin Ring' is a small play style made by Ms. Liehua, the chief craftsman of Stone Fort." Anthony replied in a low voice.
"Where did you find it?" Alps looked at Anthony in surprise.
"Speak softly, don't look at me, look elsewhere." Anthony reminded impatiently, then he lowered his voice and replied, "Do you know 'quick request'?"
"Isn't that a rare thief special skill?"
"Yes, I came into contact with the mysterious man in the previous corridor. I used the 'quick claim' to him and got this one." Anthony said as he reached out to ask Alps to hand him the thing back.
Alps returned the ring to Anthony in silence, but Anthony immediately frowned in dissatisfaction, "Don't you say anything?"
"No, there are too many questions, I don't know how to ask you for a while." Alps lowered his head slightly, "How many special skills do you have? Even if you know that you are of a high level, it's a bit too much, right?"
When ordinary players are promoted to level 40 to "graduate", they can already be called high-level players with four to six special skills. When they are able to have six to eight special skills at level 60, they have the capital to become a star player. And Anthony... If Alps remembers correctly, he has seen him have more than twelve special skills, and it is even possible that he has hidden some. After all, Alps is the first time that he knows that this guy actually has the skill "quick request".
"Nothing these things mattered," he took them over so lightly, "What's important is that this ring still belongs to Eleya."
"Eh? You mean Miss Aleya is not dead?" Alps was obviously surprised.
"Ah, it should be." After all, this is the eldest sister...
Alps adjusted his emotions slightly, then took a deep breath and asked in a low voice: "But why is this thing in the hands of the Knights of the Iron Chain?"
"Isn't this a show?" Anthony replied in a deep voice. "This trip to guide the dungeon doesn't seem that simple..."
"Wait, do you mean you thought this dungeon was simple before?"
...
Joel walked in the corridor, and wooden doors continued to appear on the walls on both sides. Some had collapsed, either inward or outward. Some were half broken by weapons, and some were tightly closed, but it seemed that they could kick it open with one kick. Joel walked over with a torch, and then looked vigilantly at the darkness in the big holes that broke out in the doors on both sides.
Joel had been here before, and after the old man's ghost, he told Joel that this was the area where his servants lived. "Where have they been?" Joel asked in confusion, and then the old man replied in a plain tone: "Who knows, I can't know what happened after I die."
Did he really not know? Joel couldn't help frowning at this moment. What was the bugs and half of the human body on the back? Did that old ghost know what? If he knew... why did he hide it? What was his purpose? Joel became more and more uneasy, and the colder air around him made him anxious. The speed under his feet couldn't help but speed up.
"Hey! Brother, don't go too far!" someone shouted behind him, but Joel ignored him. He lowered his head and looked at a corpse that was kicked apart. The rusted corrupted weapon was on the edge of the fire, and a wooden door with a big hole broken on it. Who has been here? Joel lowered his head in confusion and suddenly felt something was wrong.
"Hey! Brother! It's almost time to go back!" someone shouted behind him. Joel turned around and saw that the person holding the torch was so far away that he couldn't see his appearance. He just held the torch and looked at Joel here, waving it, without any intention of coming.
Joel glanced at him and turned his head and squatted down. He picked up the skull of the corpse that was kicked apart and chased him with his creepy white bone smile. Am I too concerned? As Joel thought so, the man's cry came from behind him, "Brother, we don't care about you! Come back quickly! No one has been there, be careful!"
No one has been there? Joel was stunned. So who made this skeleton-
Suddenly the head "she burst into tears".
Joel was so scared that he threw the head out, and then immediately stood up. He turned around and the person holding the torch had disappeared. At this moment, he was the only one in the tunnel, with darkness in front and behind. Joel immediately forced himself to calm down. He lowered his head and looked at his hand. It seemed that the "tears" of the head were stained with the gloves. He twisted it with his hands, then leaned to his nose and smelled it. It was blood.
Why... there is blood? Joel looked at the white head on the edge of the fire in confusion. Although the head was thrown out, it was placed on the ground. His face with a deep smile was pointed at Joel. His black hole eyes seemed to mock Joel, and Joel also noticed that there was a dark trace under the right socket of the skull.
Is it blood? Joel swallowed his saliva. Whose blood was it? Didn’t those mercenaries say that no one had come? So whose blood was it? Who kicked the bones apart? Is it because of accidentally kicking the bones, or because there were blood stains on the bones, so they kicked the bones apart to hide?
What's going on? Joel reached out to touch the hilt of the sword around his waist, and then walked forward two steps.
Suddenly, a pair of hands behind his back strangled Joel's neck, and the torch fell to the ground in panic.
...
"Disappeared?! What does it mean to be missing?!" Anthony widened his eyes and looked at the lazy mercenary in front of him.
"Brother, don't be so angry, it's just that literally disappears." The man scratched his head helplessly, "He didn't listen to us and insisted on going deeper, but there was no trace. When we passed, there was only a torch left on the ground."
"Have you searched for nearby?" Alps asked in a deep voice.
"Searched! After I found something was wrong, I immediately called five people, three people in groups, and kicked all the doors around." The old man said and rubbed his nose, "There is too much dust and it is still so cold."
"You really looked for every room?!"
The Alps took a step forward and made the man a little nervous. He immediately turned his head and said, "Yes, yes, we searched all the places where people can hide, but we found nothing, but..."
"But what?" Anthony asked with a gloomy face.
"But if there is any secret message, we won't know. After all, we don't have such special skills that are so easy to use to find that kind of thing." The lazy mercenary replied with a lazy tone. Although it made people angry, his companions also said unanimously, "We have indeed searched carefully," which really makes people have no place to find faults.
"Tsk." Anthony immediately bit his thumb's nail, Joel...
"What should I do? There is no one who leads the way. If you take the wrong path and trigger any trap, you might be able to destroy it." Vader said ignorantly. The people around him finally realized the seriousness of the matter and threw reproach and angry eyes at the mercenaries who volunteered to explore the way.
"Even if you look at us like this, it's useless," the lazy mercenary spread his hands helplessly, "This is the truth. In the blink of an eye, that guy disappeared."
"Hey, don't say anything alarmist, guy!" Marcus next to him said to Vader calmly, and then he immediately raised the volume deliberately, "And the road is not that troublesome. Didn't we come here straight? And we didn't encounter any traps. To be honest, even if there is no one who leads the way, you can pass the dungeon, right?"
Marcus's words silenced the people around him. Anthony also raised his voice when he saw this opportunity, "In short, you must move forward immediately. Staying here is not a solution. The temperature will only get lower and lower. At that time, we may be frozen to death here before we even see the boss."
"Everyone, prepare to move on!"
"Wait, wait a moment," Alps suddenly spoke, and many people looked at him in surprise. He cleared his throat and continued, "I think it's better to let two people go with me to find Joel? Maybe he just discovered something first and then went to investigate alone. After all, having a way of knowing the way can reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble."
The Alps' proposal was approved by many people, and many people volunteered to follow the Alps to find Joel, but the last task was taken down by members of the Iron Chain Knights.
"Everyone," Orson walked into the middle of the crowd, "Listen to me. Let's leave this to our Iron Chain Knights. After all, Mr. Joel knew everyone present at our Iron Chain Knights. If we look for him, we will probably leave a lot of unnecessary trouble," Orson looked at Anthony, "because Mr. Joel is very suspicious, it will not be surprising that strangers will find him even if he is attacked."
Alps wanted to refute something at first, but when Anthony said nothing, he shut up, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that it was indeed as Orson said...
"That's it," Anthony nodded, "Everyone has no objection to this, right?"
"Are you sure you don't want to paddle? So many people are looking for one?" Someone in the crowd questioned loudly.
Faced with this question, Orson did not even look for the questioner. He smiled and lowered his head: "Everyone, don't you think this is a relaxing job, right? If you think so, you would be very wrong. Compared to you, you all know the strength of Mr. Joel, right? He blocked the Great Sword Knight with his own strength. With such strength, if he encounters an accident and disappears...
"What do you think he encountered?
"If you think it's an easy, simple and safe job to find something like this? If someone objected and volunteered to take on the task, we would be happy to hand it over to you."
No one answered, Anthony pursed his lips impatiently. He had expected this a long time ago, so when Orson first suggested that they accept the task, he handed over the task to him without even hesitation.
But the Alps seemed to want to say something, but Anthony grabbed his wrist and shook his head. He could only swallow the words to his mouth back into his stomach.
Chapter completed!