When Anthony opened his eyes again, the mountains in the distance saw dawn light, and the morning curtain was cut open by a warm pale light. Winter is coming, and Anthony told himself that the cold morning air was also telling him that the leaves seemed to be frozen and the color became deeper, while the yellow leaves were torn off by the cold wind in the trembling shiver.

Anthony stood up, and other players in the camp also stood up one after another. These players almost all came from Golden Falls at dawn the next day after that night. The campfire had been extinguished at some point, the soil under his feet was wet, and cold dewdrops were formed on the weeds. Anthony reached out and poked a piece of it. The cold touch made him tremble involuntarily. Then he raised his head and looked at the middle of the camp. The scene there seemed strange, bloody and cruel compared to the morning scene of the surrounding valley.

The giant monster was stuffed into the huge iron cage specially made for it. The rough iron bar forged by thick iron was stained with blood. The giant monster's limbs were cut off, and several long spears pierced through the gaps in the iron bar, nailing the monster tightly inside, locked in the cage like a bloody sacrifice. The crossbow arrow that pierced the giant monster's eyes had been pulled out, and its eyes were only two blood holes left. The part of the limbs was cut open to see a piece of bloody and white bones that had begun to turn black. However, these were nothing for players, because the system would automatically process the too bloody visual information. Anthony adjusted the game's real index to the highest level before he could barely see it clearly.

Robbery. Although Anthony wanted to say this, the price paid for this "robbery" was too heavy. Not only did it almost destroy the old subordinates of the entire gargoyle group, but more importantly, it implanted fear into the hearts of the players. This kind of thing... is different from the enemies they faced in the past.

And I don’t know what was updated this time, Anthony thought. Just half a day ago, the server suddenly prompted to maintain the update, and all players were asked to go offline, which has never happened in the past. Later, the official updated the information panel on the official website and said that it had installed a patch with "extremely valuable content". At the end of the official news, "This will be an important step in the transformation of "Adam"."

However, in fact, Anthony did not feel any changes after the line. Although he really wanted to explore the content of the new patch, this matter was still more important. Anthony squatted down and began to pack up his camping supplies while thinking.

"Drake! Drake!" a man shouted behind him. Anthony turned around. It was Grace, one of the only three remaining members of the old gargoyle group, a tall warrior with Longjack's warhammer on his back. It was thanks to him that night that he was able to subdue the monster.

"What's wrong?" Anthony looked at him in surprise.

"I have already contacted the boss and the others after I got off the line." Grace showed a tired smile. This was the first time Anthony saw him smiling in recent days. After his accomplices were killed by the monster, he kept a gloomy face.

"Oh? What do they say?" Anthony asked, stopping the work in his hand.

"The boss said he wanted to take a break first, wait for a while before re-establishing the account. A few of the others had the same idea as him, but in addition, they were already lined up to build the account. They all said that they would come to Golden Falls when winter passed." Grace said with a smile, as if they were relieved. After that night, Grace told Anthony a lot, because before this incident, some of their old gargoyles members wanted afk and bid farewell to "Adam". They often said that if this life dies, they really won't continue playing. So Grace was afraid that his companions would be afk like this, but it seems that his problem has been solved now.

"They said the new version is so interesting, and they still want to continue to take risks in "Adam"!" Grace said with a smile.

"That's great." Anthony said while packing his things.

"How long will we get to Golden Falls?" Anthony asked Grace again.

Grace immediately put away his smile and changed back to his usual calm appearance. "At our speed, we should be able to reach Golden Waterfalls before nightfall, but the gate should have been closed by then. We can only wait until dawn to enter the city."

Yes, I almost forgot that the curfew was still being enforced in the Golden Falls. Anthony thought of Joel, and the madman didn't know what trouble he had caused. Anthony always had this kind of premonition. That guy was a madman with a very smart mind, especially after the little girl was lost, he went crazy and had to clean up the mess for him after he went back. Thinking of this, Anthony sighed.

At this time, Grace looked back at the monster locked in the iron cage, "Do we really want to take such a monster to the gate and return to the city? That may cause panic among the NPCs."

This is the effect that Anthony thought gloomy. "When will the NPC teams in several other towns arrive?" Anthony did not answer Grace but asked again. Although the target of the map mission is the player, in fact, the ones who have always served as the main force in the map mission have always been NPCs, because they have an absolute advantage in number, and players only need to help guide the task to victory to complete the task. The same is true for this battle. Anthony thought, but if this task is handed over to NPC as before, it may lead to a painful failure. The old fox Barrowfu should have thought of it, right?

"It should be possible to reach Golden Falls at dawn tomorrow." Grace replied.

Will you arrive tomorrow? Anthony thought about it.

Barolwufu has led the people of the Iron Chain Knights to set up sentinels in the old logging farm above the hills. Anthony told him when he met Barolwufu, "If you want to defend the Golden Waterfalls, you must directly cut down all the trees in the valley in the northern part of the Golden Waterfalls!"

"Do you know how much manpower it will cost?" Barrowf asked at Anthony, "And what will the Lord of Golden Falls think? He will hang us."

Although Anthony explained the reason for his request, Baroloft shook his head, "Don't mention this matter again, especially in front of NPC and the lord. You are like letting them burn their own property. Not only will they not listen to you, they will also doubt you."

So Anthony stopped discussing this matter with Barrowf. The old fox might have his own plans, Anthony thought, but I also had his own plans. If the trees around Jinhuo City cannot be cut down, then these trees will become extremely dangerous weapons in the hands of the monsters. Maybe a "tree rain" will fall over Jinhuo City at that time. Since that is the case, they must be persuaded to cut down trees. If this is not possible, at least they must alienate the residents of Jinhuo City and keep them away from the northwest walls.

Thinking of this, Anthony looked at the monster locked in the iron cage again. He saw a strange sense of ritual on it. Although there were only two blood holes left in its eyes, Anthony knew it was looking at him.

"Get out the camp and rush back to Golden Waterfalls." Anthony said that all the players around him had already been online, and players who had not finished packing things also accelerated. Players who had finished packing things were feeding grass to the horses or grinding the swords and blades.

After hearing the command, Grace did not say anything more, but turned around and urged the slow-moving players to speed up and loudly conveyed the order that they were about to set off to rush back to Golden Waterfalls.

...

The convoy of the Ghost Sword Brigade attracted everyone's attention when passing through the city gate. Both the players and the NPC stopped their work and turned their heads to look at them. Because all of them were women, and because they were all women in armor.

Some people looked at them maliciously, some NPCs whispered something to each other and made dirty laughs, and some players looked at each other.

Ding Ke, who was riding at the front, didn't bother to look at them. For her, these people were no different from carrots and cabbage. Ding Ke wore cooked leather armor with iron inlaid iron. Compared with heavy and safe iron armor, she preferred lighter armor. Such cooked leather armor did not play any protective role, but the iron sheets inlaid on it could barely resist some fatal attacks; Ding Ke wore a white hood to hide her messy flax-colored hair. She used a dagger to cut her hair into short hair that had just covered the back of her neck, and was covered with a red and blue cloak from the Ghost Sword Brigade, and she carried a two-handed big sword on her back. However, this big sword was lighter and thinner than an ordinary two-handed big sword. This sword was called "Lady", and it was a female two-handed big sword tailored for her by Liehua of Shilu Castle.

If anyone dares to come forward and cause trouble, I will chop him up! Ding Ke thought fiercely.

Unlike Ding Ke, the barbarian female warrior Berme, who was riding on the back of her right, was always worried. She had never relaxed since the military advisor Meka gave her the order to stare at Ding Ke. When she turned from the ancient avenue to the way to Jinshui City, she almost drew her sword and slashed at an npc merchant who came up to sell oranges.

"Can't you wait for others to make it clear?!" Balem asked helplessly when he stopped her.

"I'm just waiting for him to make it clear!" Ding Ke said dissatisfiedly, "I was extra merciful and deliberately slowed down the speed of drawing the sword!"

"What about this kid Dink," Meka said earnestly as she handed the task to Belle, "I don't trust men, so you must keep an eye on her and don't let other men get close to her."

"Does she really have to see a psychologist?" Berme asked with a frown.

Meka shrugged: "It is said that her ex-boyfriend is a psychiatrist."

Putting such a problem children at the front of the team, what did Boss Kasperba think? Balem recalled the Ding Ke who cheered for the vanguard when she ordered Ding Ke and Kasperba who laughed, "Kill them for the majesty!" Kasperba said with a smile.

This will really kill people, right? Berlem thought uneasy.

"Don't worry, ballet sister," said Luluen, who was on the left side of Ballet. She was wearing a light-fitting nailed leather armor, and the weapon she used was a light dagger and a round-skinned leather shield. Although Luluen was not strong in fighting, she was a high-agile point player who gave up the power points. In addition, her proficiency in skills such as "scouting" and "hawkeye" was extremely high, which was an extremely excellent scout for the team.

But even so, Luluen's words still made her feel a little relieved. Fortunately, the boss knew to separate Ding Ke from her besties, so Berme couldn't help but look back at the carriage in the middle of the team. The fast swordsman Kasper was sitting next to the coachman, and one of Ding Ke's best friends was acting as the coachman for her with a reluctant look. Coria looked serious on the left side of the carriage, while Mozi sat upright on the horse's back, wearing the Western style of an ancient boss armor and a long samurai sword on her back.

The four of them can be said to be the most troublesome four in the Ghost Sword Brigade, but as long as Ding Ke, the leader of the "Trouble Four", is drawn out, the other three are still honest. However, every time I think of them, Berme sighs. The Ghost Sword Brigade is now an old guild, but there have been few people from the beginning to now, and this so-called "Trouble Four" is a rare newcomer in recent months. They actually didn't know each other before joining the guild, but after joining the guild, they didn't know each other because they were both newcomers or their personalities were really well matched, so they quickly got together.

It is a good thing to have fresh blood injected. Balem thought so.

"Hey! You guys! Stop!" Ding Ke's scolding suddenly brought Belle back to reality. She quickly looked forward and saw Ding Ke holding the hilt of the sword in one hand and pointing at a person in front of the team. The man was riding a horse, wearing a thick-skinned dress with pine bark on the edge, wearing a yellow cloak, and there were two followers next to him, with a short sword around his waist and cotton armor. It seemed that because of Ding Ke's scolding, the man blushed at the moment, not only because of his anger or shame.

Something happened! Balme immediately stepped forward, but when she got closer, the horseman's entourage reached out to touch the hilt of the sword. Being misunderstood, Balme thought helplessly. Although Ding Ke had a hot temper and had a big sword on his back, his figure looked quite short. Compared to this, the barbarian female warrior carrying a cross gun was more visually impactful.

Berber reached out and pressed Dingke's shoulder. Fortunately, the petite Luluen came to the front at this time. "What's wrong with you?" Luluen's appearance and polite look made the NPCs relax a little.

"Are you the famous mercenary group "Ghost Sword Brigade"?" the man riding a horse raised his chin and said. This man was a little nobleman, Bermu thought, but it seemed that he was here to deliver the message.

The team of the Ghost Sword Brigade stopped, and the people behind frowned, while the others on the street looked at these, and many pedestrians stopped.

"Ha? What's your business?" Ding Ke said angrily, then ate Bellam's hand knife.

"Yes, we are the Ghost Sword Brigade." Luluen replied politely as if he had not heard what Ding Ke said.

The man riding the horse paused awkwardly, and then ignored Ding Ke and continued to talk to them, "I am Udolph, Duke of Jin Falls? Lord Plin sent to invite all messengers to the inner castle. This is Lord Udolph's souvenir." As he said that, the man stepped forward and reached into his cloak to get things.

"You dare to ignore me! Luluen retreated! Let me chop him!" Ding Ke saw the man approaching and reached out and wanted to pull out the big sword behind him, but Berlem grabbed both hands.

"Stop it!" Balem was a little impatient, and the guards who were fully armed patrolling around him also looked here alertly, "This is in the city! Be honest with me!"

The messenger who was about to step forward was stiff because of Ding Ke's attack and did not dare to move forward. Luluen had to smile awkwardly and then drove him to the front of the man.

"Cough, cough," the man coughed to cover up his embarrassing expression, and handed the letter dripping waxed from his arms to Luluen. "This was originally to be handed over to the Lord Scarlet Rose, but it seems... it is not convenient. You can only pass it on your behalf. I hope you must hand it over to the Lord Scarlet Rose."

"Of course, of course." Luluen took the letter and took a look. There was a yellow sealing wax dripping on it, with the emblem of a rolling waterfall printed on it. So she nodded politely to the man, then rode her horse toward the rear of the team.

"What is that?" Coria asked, looking at the letter in Luluen's hand who was riding over.

"Is it an invitation?" Luluen said, then drove the horse to the carriage, reached out and handed the letter to Kasperba who was sitting next to Mai. "Boss, the letter from Lord Duke!"

"Oh? It seems that we are very valued!" Kasperba reached out and took the letter, "Is it true that the selection of Ding Ke's current striker is correct?"

"Boss, I think our attention has nothing to do with whether Ding Ke is the current striker." Mai said listlessly.

"Is that true?" Kassabah disagreed, and then directly took the dagger tied to the calves and opened the letter. Luluen looked up at the front. The man with his entourage was still looking here, but he seemed very afraid of holding the hilt of the sword and refused to let go. He looked like Ding Ke, who looked like "If you dare to step forward, I dare to chop you down." The man was waiting for a reply, so Luluen looked at Kasabah who was reading the letter.

"Really, if it weren't for the reading interface, I wouldn't have understood these ghost words written in NPC." Kasperba, who was reading the letter, scratched his head, "Luluen, go and tell him, I'll go back tonight. No, no, I'll visit Neiburg in the afternoon."

"Oh, okay." After hearing this, Luluen drove his horse to the front of the team again. The man showed a happy look when he saw Luluen coming.

"Miss, what do you say to 'Scarlet Rose'?" the man asked anxiously.

"She said she would visit Neiburg in the afternoon." Luluen said.

"After afternoon?" The man was stunned, "After afternoon..."

"Sister Ballet! Let me go! That guy looked at Luluen with a wrong look! If you don't believe me, I'll dig it out and let you take a good look!" Ding Ke's noise came over, and the man's face suddenly became a little ugly.

"Then, then that's it, Miss, I'll go back and tell the lord." After saying that, the man bowed politely, Luluen also took off his hat and saluted awkwardly. Then the man walked over to her and looked at Ding Ke in a gloomy way. Luluen heard him snorting coldly and took the two men away.

"Hey! What the hell is that attitude! Don't run away if you have a habit!" Ding Ke shouted gritting his teeth.

Berle had heard the laughter of several players, and felt unbearable. Then another hand knife hit Ding Ke on the head, making her cry, "Give me some rules! If you dare to make noise in the city, I will lock you in the carriage!"
Chapter completed!