Chapter 101 I Want Something From You
It was already very abnormal for Alia, an NPC of the Esk Continent expansion pack, to appear in the kingdom of the God of Death, but not only did she appear here, she also met the God of Death.
It would have been fine if she had simply met the god of death, but she also received divine orders, founded the Church of Death, and became the only Saint of Death in the Church of Death!
"What? So, we'll have another NPC boss in the future?"
One player turned to look at his companions and said, "This is no longer the Alia I knew. How did she suddenly become one of the big bosses in our camp?"
"I don't know. Perhaps this is the preference of the God of Death."
"I want to know if our Death Church is still in need of a Holy Son? I think I can be a Holy Son reluctantly."
"Bah! Do you want to be the Holy Son? You are just coveting the Holy Maiden's body, you are such a slut!"
For the players, the appearance of the Church of Death only makes them excited and curious, and there is no other special feeling.
Perhaps this is a good thing from the perspective of the three major clubs, as it means that the Death Camp not only has the power of players, but NPC forces will also appear in the future.
From now on, players will no longer have to fight alone, NPCs from the Death camp can also lend a hand.
For Alia, today is an important moment that changes her life.
From today on, she will no longer be the former Alia, but the Saint of the Church of Death!
She is no longer a villain hunted by the Temple of Light, but the old enemy of the Temple of Light!
Alia looked at the kingdom of the God of Death. Looking at this magical world, the words that the God of Death had just said echoed in her mind .
"Since you have made up your mind, I can fulfill your wish."
"I can give you powerful strength, enough to change your fate and become the true darkness, the enemy of light."
"The process of infusing power will be somewhat painful, but you just need to grit your teeth and endure it... From today on, this sickle will be your weapon. It is forged by the power of the god of death and has countless magical uses."
"Remember, no one can block your path, and no one can decide your destiny except me."
"The Temple of Light will one day be shrouded in your darkness. Alia's name is destined to be remembered by the continent of Esk!"
Xu Xiaofan decided that he wanted to train Alia.
The Temple of Light has its master, and our Death camp must also have a saint as its representative!
There are three major clubs in the player camp, with top players such as Xu Ercong, so Xu Xiaofan doesn't need to worry too much; and Alia is the second Xu Ercong trained by Xu Xiaofan in the NPC camp.
The Lord's Mansion of the Northern City.
Xu Ercong and others also received the news, and they even saw the video footage sent by Long Aotian and others.
Alia, with a completely changed appearance, appeared in the camera, which made Xu Ercong and others amazed.
"It seems that what the planner said is true!"
Xu Ercong said with a sigh: "The official of Death God Scourge is really planning to launch game plots and content related to NPCs."
“That’s a good thing.”
Bai Xiaosheng smiled and said, "At least we will have helpers when we face the NPC camp and the Temple of Light in the future."
"Yes, that's a good thing."
Xu Ercong nodded and pondered: "I just wonder if Alia, now that she has become a saint, will she assign tasks to the players?"
"She's already a big-name NPC in our faction, so she has to give us some slack. And judging from her appearance and outfit, she must be at least level 40! She must be very wealthy!"
"No, I have to arrange for the project team to contact Alia and see if we can dig out new tasks."
Xu Ercong left in a hurry, leaving Bai Xiaosheng standing there with a helpless smile. Brother Cong is too hardworking. Others play games, but he treats playing games as a job.
But it's no wonder that Xu Ercong works so hard. He has put everything on the game Death Note. This is his career as a man.
Arya put away the huge sickle, left the kingdom of the god of death, and returned to the city in the north.
There has long been a new teleportation gate set up by Xu Xiaofan in the Northern City, which can directly connect to the Kingdom of the God of Death. However, if one wants to use this portal, one must be under the supervision of the godhead.
Only players and NPCs authorized by Xu Xiaofan can enter. Other natives of the Esk continent cannot enter the kingdom of the god of death.
The players followed Alia closely and watched her all the way back to the Magic Guild.
"Hey, hey, hey, she just went back like that? I thought some game plot was going to happen!"
"I think so too. She has become the Saint of the Church of Death. With such a big plot in the game, shouldn't she lead the army of the Church of Death to start a war with the Temple of Light?"
"Brother, you may have gone too far in teamfighting. Alia is all alone, where can we get an army?"
"What a stingy planner! He didn't even give my Alia any benefits. A saint doesn't even have her own army!"
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Inside the Magic Guild.
Master Beifeng looked at the girl in front of him with a shocked expression. She was no longer the Alia he knew.
The Sad Wind Mage circled around Alia, feeling the huge pressure coming from Alia, and took a deep breath: "You really did this!"
"Yes, Mr. Beifeng."
Alia nodded and smiled, saying, "It feels great to have power. I finally understand why so many people want to become believers of light. It turns out that they want the power of God."
"You have indeed become stronger."
Master Beifeng paused, sighed and said, "If your father knew, he would be very sad."
"He never stopped me from doing anything and I think he would understand my decision."
Alia's expression rarely turned serious. "Besides, the undead are not evil beings, and the god of death is not pure evil! It's not a bad thing for me to become a believer in the god of death."
"I believe that the teacher has already felt this. I remember that you have several undead friends."
"Alia, you've grown up, and I can't argue with you."
Master Sadwind shook his head. He had to admit that what Arya said was right. These days, Master Sadwind had been observing the undead in the Northern City.
This group of undead were not as evil as the Temple of Light said. On the contrary, Master Beifeng even felt that some of the undead were more like living humans than the clergy of the Temple of Light.
Even the undead are reasonable.
The dead can be sad, happy, and help humans.
Is this evil?
"Okay, teacher, I have other things to do. I'm leaving now."
"where are you going?"
Master Beifeng came back to his senses from his deep thoughts: "You have already obtained the power of the god of death, what else do you want to do?"
"Any power requires corresponding efforts. I believe that the teacher understands this principle better than I do."
Alia smiled brilliantly. She lifted the edge of her robe, bent slightly, and saluted with an aristocratic air: "Let me introduce you again, teacher. The one standing before you now is Her Highness the Saint of the Church of the God of Death."
"You became a saint?! Oh my God!"
Master Beifeng was stunned. He could only watch Alia leave the Magicians' Guild with a smile. He was immersed in shock for a long time.
When you left the house in the morning, you were still an academic kid, how come you became the Saint of Death in the blink of an eye?
"It's over, it's over."
Master Sadwind raised his hand and tapped his head with his magic wand. He sighed with a headache and said, "Things have become complicated. The Temple of Light will not let Alia go this time. I must tell the dean about this."
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City Lord's Mansion.
Xu Ercong received the news and was about to go to the Magician's Guild to find Alia. However, as soon as he left the house, an NPC guard came to report.
"Dear Lord Mayor, Miss Alia wants to see you. She is already waiting for you in the lobby of the Mayor's Mansion."
"I know."
Xu Ercong smiled.
What a coincidence! I just happened to be looking for her for something, so I wanted to see if I could get some new tasks out of her.
Just when Xu Ercong came to the hall and saw Alia, after a brief greeting, Alia spoke first before Xu Ercong opened his mouth.
"My Lord, may I make a small request?"
"any request?"
Xu Ercong was stunned and a little confused. What kind of request can you, an NPC who has just been promoted to a faction leader, make to a player like me?
Could it be... that this is a prerequisite for starting a certain task?
Xu Ercong thought about it and felt that his guess was correct.
Thinking of this, Xu Ercong immediately added: "Your Highness, as long as I can do it, I will agree to it!"
"I think……"
Alia opened her red lips and said seductively: "I want something from you."
"what?"
"The city defense troops of the Northern City."
"ah?"
Xu Ercong was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly realized.
This Alia is here to ask for someone!
Think about it, the Church of Death had just been established, and the game officials did not provide the Death camp with ready-made NPC members.
The entire Church of Death is left with only the Saint as the lone commander, so Alia must find a way to get a group of NPCs to join the Church of Death!
No matter what, she had to build the framework of the Church of Death.
Look, Alia came immediately to ask for the city defense forces. This group of NPCs can be added to the Church of Death. It doesn't matter whether they are believers or the church's army.
But... Xu Ercong couldn't understand it. We players haven't even asked you NPC for tasks, but you, an NPC, have started asking players for benefits!
It has always been the game NPCs that give players tasks, rewards, experience, and props.
You are so good, you don't give me any tasks, but just come here to ask for people.
Who is the player and who is the NPC?
"Have NPCs changed these days? Have they started asking players for favors?"
Thinking of this, Xu Ercong was a little amused and helpless. The NPCs in Death Scourge were too hardcore. They didn't treat the players as players at all.
He actually wanted to get benefits from the players' pockets!
