Chapter 30 World Class Mission
"World-class mission!"
I love Berserker and took a deep breath. According to the official information on the game forum, most of the quests in the expansion pack are randomly generated unique quests.
Although world-class quests are also the only randomly generated quests, what makes them different from other quests is that world-class quests will definitely affect the changes in the expansion pack world and will directly affect the situation of the player camp and the NPC camp.
In other words, world-class missions can change the situation of the entire game world view background.
Correspondingly, the rewards and benefits for completing world-class tasks are enough to make people salivate.
"Tell me! Humble undead, tell me everything you know."
The old priest stared at the skeleton soldier in front of him, trying to see through its soul.
It is rare to encounter an undead with whom you can communicate normally, so you must seize the opportunity to obtain more intelligence and information.
I love the Berserker. He raised his head and whispered, "Can you please stop tying me up and at least let me move one hand?"
The old pastor was stunned, then nodded.
Just a weak skeleton soldier. Even if he is not tied up, he will not pose any threat.
The magic puppets received the order from the old priest and stepped forward to untie the Berserker.
I love Berserker. I stretched my arms and legs, then stood up and sighed with emotion: "This is the first time I've been tied up and kneeled down. This crappy game is too real. Even being kidnapped by NPCs feels so real."
"What are you talking about?"
The old priest frowned and stared at the skeleton soldier in front of him: " Tell , otherwise, you will..."
I Love Berserker raised his head, stretched out a hand, and interrupted the old priest's next words.
The only intact pale bone palm had a raised middle finger, pointing straight up towards the old pastor.
This is the wrath of the undead, this is the contempt of the players.
Why are you so arrogant as an NPC? I have arranged all the world-class tasks. How could I be afraid of death?
The worst that can happen is death, but I must complete this mission!
According to the task prompt, if you want to complete the task, you cannot betray the God of Death. This should be a faction-related task.
Even if I die, I'll have made a lot of money!
I love the Berserker. He finally figured it out and felt very refreshed. He had been annoyed with this old man for a long time.
"What does it mean?"
The old priest was stunned, then asked in confusion: "Are you the only undead from the North Forest? Then how did you appear in the Esk Continent! Aren't you from the world of the undead?"
The old priest misunderstood the meaning of the middle finger. He thought that the middle finger of the skeleton soldier in front of him represented the number of undead.
"Okay, you're not a good NPC. The programmer didn't even tell you what the King's Contempt is."
I love the Berserker sighed, and the old priest's expression darkened.
Although he couldn't understand my Berserker gesture, he understood the word "contempt".
"How dare you look down on me, you lowly undead!"
"Have some respect!"
I love the Berserker and he yelled, "You old immortal, who are you calling humble? You are nothing but a bunch of data. Be careful or I will report you to the planning team and make you die!"
"Unforgivable."
The old pastor shook his head. He realized that the skeleton had no intention of telling him any intelligence information at all.
"Purify it."
The old priest waved his hands, and the magic puppets behind the Berserker pressed him to the ground. The powerful and unrivaled force was not something a weak skeleton could contend with.
I love the Berserker and he knelt on the ground again. The holy water representing purity and innocence fell drop by drop on his body.
“Puff! Puff!”
Green smoke rose up, and the bones turned into green smoke and disappeared visibly with the naked eye.
Holy water has great killing power on the undead. This is a killing power that comes from the soul level of the undead. The effect is very strong, and it can make the undead who do not know pain feel the severe pain from the soul level.
Xu Xiaofan couldn't bear to see his believers suffer, so he used his divine nature to block the severe pain coming from the soul level.
I love that the berserker can't feel pain, he sneered, staring up at the old priest.
"Remember this! One day, I will come back and chop off your head and kick it like a ball!"
"You old NPC, you abuse the players like this. I will expose your ugly behavior on the game forum!"
"I will let all the players kill you every time they see you!"
"Oh, I forgot. According to the planner's settings, NPCs will not be refreshed after death."
"What a shame. This means I can only kill you once."
The tone of I Love Berserker revealed a strong sense of regret.
This was a real pity. He didn't care about his own death at all. Instead, he was confident that he could kill the old priest, and regretted that he could only kill him once.
This kind of real emotion made the old pastor's expression particularly gloomy.
There was an anger in the old priest's heart that was difficult to conceal and suppress. For the first time, he was unable to maintain the calm of God's people and wanted to use the most filthy language to curse the undead skeletons in front of him.
But unfortunately, the holy water has corroded the fire of the soul.
I love Berserker's total death.
His undead body was gradually corroded by the holy water and there was no sound, as if the undead had never appeared in this place.
"Humble undead..."
The old priest narrowed his eyes slightly, and extreme anger was revealed in his old eyes: "The great oracle is right, the undead are all humble, shameless and evil creatures. I must purify all the undead! Let all evil disappear in the sun!"
It was the first time that the old pastor was so angry that his hands were shaking. Even the oldest pastor had never seen him so angry.
The proud old priest could not stand the contempt and regret .
It was obviously about to die, yet it dared to humiliate a noble child of God with such a genuine tone of regret.
"Your Excellency, Palace Master..."
A young priest walked to where I Love Berserker had just stood, took out his wand to clean the ground, and asked in a low voice: "This undead has been destroyed. What should we do now?"
"Send people to the Northern Forest!"
The old priest, who was also the master of the hall, spoke without hesitation. He said in a deep voice: "Since this humble evil undead was so fearless before dying, he must have companions."
"I guess that there must be a crack in the North Forest that connects to the world of the undead, or an evil summoner opened a magic circle there, which caused the undead to appear on the continent of Esk."
"As God's people, we have the obligation to cleanse this world of all evil. I will personally lead the Knights of Light to the Northern Forest!"
The Palace Master's tone was resolute. He would not be relieved until he sent people to clean up the Northern Forest. He would not underestimate any of his opponents.
"Okay, Your Excellency."
An old priest nodded and bowed, "Respected Palace Master, I have another question. Regarding the Thorn Flower Magic Academy..."
"I suspect the appearance of the undead this time is related to the summoning magic circle, that magic apprentice Alia..."
The old pastor hesitated to speak, but everyone understood what he meant.
The hall master said, "She probably doesn't have that much ability. The magic of summoning the undead has long disappeared, and no one would be able to master it."
"I also don't think it's her, but she's from the Magic Academy. Could it be someone around her..."
When the palace master heard this, his brows couldn't help but frown.
If it was someone close to Alia who opened the magic circle to summon the undead, it means that the real person behind the scenes is hiding in the Thorn Flower Magic Academy. If it was a great magician who summoned the undead, then things would be much more difficult.
The Thorn Flower School of Magic and the Temple of Light have always been at odds with each other. A great magician who is proficient in summoning the undead is hiding near the jurisdiction of the Temple of Light, which is a huge hidden danger.
The Palace Master did not dare to ignore such a threat and would rather believe it than not.
"Palace Master, I suggest you do not leave the main city. If you leave the main city, there is no guarantee that the real mastermind will not threaten the Temple of Light. Our focus should be on the School of Magic."
"Um."
The hall master nodded, expressionless: "I will stay, Pastor William, you take the people to the North Forest."
"Okay, Your Excellency."
Pastor William had a smile on his face. Destroying the undead was a great deed that could attract God's attention.
This is his chance, and he must seize it.
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“It’s really hard to deal with.”
Xu Xiaofan frowned, he had a bad feeling.
He didn't expect that Berserker would make such a big mistake. If he had known, shouldn't have taken the risk of letting him go out to explore the world of Esk Continent.
"If all members of the Temple of Light are deployed, will the players be able to defeat them based on their current strength?"
Xu Xiaofan pondered: "No, I can't give up so easily, but I also have to be prepared for the back-up."
"Now that I have accumulated a lot of lifespan and divine power, I can give it a try. Even if I fail in the end, the worst that can happen is that I can take the players to another different world to continue developing."
"Well, let's do it. I have to plan it out."
"How can I maximize the fighting spirit of the players?"
Xu Xiaofan lowered his head and thought for a while, then soon smiled.
