Chapter 435 Rare Wild Monster
Not long after the two lazy players packed up their things and left, Yang Ying, Jia Luo and a group of friends appeared in a hurry on the mountain near Baboba Town.
"Garro, are you sure you saw the boss running this way?"
Yang Ying pushed aside the dense bushes and used the identification technique that had just been restored to its CD at any place within his sight that looked like a place where people could be hiding, but still found nothing.
"It must be this way. When Yao Ge and the others went after the monsters, I clearly saw a BOSS on this hilltop, so I ran in this direction." Jia Luo nodded affirmatively. "Although it was too far away and I couldn't identify it with my identification spell, the monster was wearing a robe!"
There is no low-level humanoid monster in the magic system. This is the consensus of all players of "Otherworld" - not to mention the leader of the Undead camp, Lao Yang, there are also Lowell, Kingsley, Enwei, and the two wizards who bombarded the players without any chance of fighting back on the eastern battlefield of Odysseus, all of which left a deep impression on these Scourge players.
"Magic monsters shouldn't have such high agility..." Yang Ying touched his chin in confusion and looked around. "Forget it, everyone, spread out and look for it. After you find it, don't rush to fight the BOSS, or you will be killed instantly. Call someone first and get the whole group over."
"no problem!"
The nine players in Yang Ying's team patted their chests and promised not to be reckless, and then they scattered...
Yang Ying chose a direction where no one had gone and ran forward, while trying to use his eyes to search for places that looked like someone had just passed by - the "physical collision" and "environmental settings" of this game are very hardcore, and the footprints left by creatures and broken branches will not be "refreshed" and covered; if players kill monsters in the wild more often, they will more or less develop some skills in tracking monsters.
After going around the ridge, Yang Ying saw the town of Baboba at the foot of the mountain from afar.
"There is an NPC town here?" Yang Ying looked around curiously for a few seconds and then looked away, continuing to look for the BOSS seriously.
Yang Ying and Qin Guan's group have been very busy in the past two days (game time) since they came out of the canyon.
Because the capital city of Creek is located relatively northward, a large area of the mountainous area in the southern part of the Taqiya Territory falls under the jurisdiction of the city of Lars.
This area is not small and has a large population. There are more than ten small towns and more than two hundred villages of varying sizes.
It has such a large jurisdiction, and the superior department is the city of Lars where the top leaders almost all fell. It is also a mountainous place with many wild beasts and jackals. It is conceivable that the folk customs are barbaric and closed.
So in addition to the rampant evil cults, there is also the problem of bandits...
In places where public power is seriously neglected and the overall environment is unstable, the people's morale is inevitably inclined towards bravery and aggressiveness (such as Hong Kong Island during the British colonial period); plus there is a land trade route here, with countless caravans coming and going every year... it is only natural that bandits would be entrenched everywhere.
If you want to eradicate the bandits' dens in the mountains, it is definitely a difficult "technical job" for the local grassroots government; but if this matter is handed over to the players...it is really very simple.
As we all know, the player's identification technique is actually a modified version of "biological detection magic".
Not very good at finding objects (unless they are items marked by Yang Qiu or the online GM, or items that are special in nature and can be easily found by identification, such as sealed objects), but very good at finding living creatures.
Apart from gathering in groups at sacrificial sites or headquarters far away from the crowd to cause trouble, cult members mostly mingle in villages, towns and cities disguised as ordinary people.
In the former case, players can "identify" them when they encounter them - taking the surrounding environment into consideration, the online GM or Yang Qiu will replace the identification information as soon as possible; in the latter case, if there are no clear clues, even if they pass by the players in person, the players will not find anything unusual... For example, the "Eternal Sleeper" believers who once hid in the city of Dutata.
In other words, when the "monster" that the player wants to kill is a cultist, whether or not he can successfully find this "monster" from the crowd depends on the "behind-the-scenes workers" who work hard to collect clues and provide information support... For example, Sam Atwood, who was caught by the player, first registered with Yang Qiu before he could be accurately identified by the player.
As for bandits, there are not so many troublesome prerequisites - most of their leaders are on the wanted list of the Public Security Department of the Lars City Hall, and most of their followers gather in groups and live in the deep mountains and forests.
This kind of group of people with obvious characteristics, if they are discovered by players who can ignore logistical supplies, do not care about the steep terrain of the mountains, and can move freely in most areas, they can directly go up to disarm them and carry them away in exchange for reputation...
While the militia tried their best to educate the townspeople of Baboba against evil, the players in the Qinguan Blood Alliance had raided two bandit lairs in the mountains and carried hundreds of "prisoner road repair team reserved laborers" to Lars City to hand in their tasks...
Including the other players who were teleported to Lars City at the beginning and then spread out from Lars City to all directions, in the four days (Otherworld time), nearly 80% of the bandits active in the southern have been wiped out...
It was also because they discovered that these "humanoid wild monsters in the new map" were becoming less and less and would not refresh, that the players in the Qin Guan Blood Alliance became so angry that everyone worked in two shifts, and there were still so many people online at five in the morning (Earth time).
Not long ago, a team led by Yang Ying and others "scanned the map" near the town of Baboba and discovered a group of bandits who escaped at night.
The Tarantan Undead searched the mountains for four consecutive days and carried away countless "companions", which made the remaining bandit gangs extremely terrified. One gang tried to escape in fear and happened to run into the players' guns.
The moment they saw the undead, the bandits lost their will to resist and fled in a hurry. How could the players let go of the "rare" wild monsters that spawned one after another? Without saying a word, they started to hunt them down, and the silent mountains immediately became lively...
At this time, the last remaining cult leader of the "Holy Church" whose lair was raided by the players, a cultist respected by the locals as "Master Priest", happened to be nearby.
Six days (in another world) ago, when the black-robed leader, who scared the player out of control just by his appearance, was dismantling the temple, the "priest" in Baboba Town was almost tortured to madness.
The "Holy Church" has been performing living sacrifices for many years, but has only "cultivated" two relatively complete seeds of God's favor. One is enjoyed exclusively by the white-robed chief priest, and the other is shared by the black-robed leader and the priest.
When the half held by the black-robed leader went out of control, the priest's half was also affected, severely torturing the cultist who was still in the town.
Fortunately, the priest who had been disguised and moving among the crowd for a long time had a much stronger ability to withstand mental stress than the leader of the black robes. After suffering for several hours, he finally recovered and did not become deformed on the spot.
The priest who had barely survived the crisis of losing control did not dare to stay in the town of Baboba any longer. He left for the next town on the pretext of something the next morning.
Transportation and information in the southern mountains were inconvenient. Although the priest was worried that something really went wrong at the headquarters, he hesitated for several days and still did not dare to let the only two ordinary believers left with him go back to check the situation.
This dragged on for several days until the Adler militia appeared outside the town of Baboba, escorting a group of civilians who were supposed to be sent to the headquarters. Only then did loyal believers run to the next town and bring this suspicious news to the priest.
This priest, who only had the ability to deceive and mislead the common people with his eloquence and had never experienced any big scenes, hesitated for a whole day before leading the two remaining believers back to Baboba Town after nightfall yesterday to see if the situation was completely irreversible.
Before entering the town, the three remaining cultists saw a large camp of foreigners outside the town.
And - outside the camp, two undead were squatting by the river fishing!
The priest was terrified and quickly retreated back into the mountains.
"The Holy Religion is over!" Hiding back in the mountains, the priest kept having this desperate thought in his mind.
Immediately, worry about his own life occupied the priest's entire mind.
The god's favored ones who enable him to possess extraordinary powers and show "miracles" to those foolish people are not just good men and women - if he cannot regularly absorb new god's favored ones in exchange for living sacrifices to maintain stability, he will inevitably get out of control!
The Tarantan undead have appeared in the town of Baboba. Even if the Holy Church is not destroyed, it will no longer be able to obtain sacrifices as easily as before... The priest seems to have seen that his own life has entered the countdown!
No one wants to wait for death, let alone someone like the priest who has enjoyed the benefits of being alive.
In an instant, the priest made the most advantageous choice for himself...
"You see, it's the Tarantan Undead!" The priest immediately made a sad face and said to the two remaining believers, "No wonder I suddenly had an unbearable headache a few days ago. I think it must be because the leader who shares the divine favor with me is fighting bravely with the undead, which made me feel it."
The two ordinary believers, who were of the lowest status but the most fanatical, were immediately horrified.
"Since I am fine, it means the Holy Church should have overcome the difficulties." The priest said calmly, "You should hurry back and send a letter to tell the chief priest and the leader that the Tarantan undead have come to Baboba Town. Tell them to prepare for revenge!"
"I understand!" The believers nodded repeatedly and asked with concern, "Master Priest, what about you?"
The priest said with a tragic look on his face: "Of course I can't leave. I have to stay here and keep an eye on those hateful undead spirits and keep an eye on their whereabouts!"
"You don't have to worry about me. Before the Holy Church army arrives, I will carefully hide myself and will not die in vain."
The two ordinary believers were deeply moved. They repeatedly reminded the priest to be careful, and then ran resolutely towards the direction of the Holy Church headquarters.
The priest stood there and watched the two ignorant fools disappear into the mountains, then he ran in the opposite direction.
Even the "Eternal Sleeper" sect, which had long been a powerful force, could be wiped out overnight, and the ghosts of Tarantan could be avenged!
Only by getting rid of those two believers who only care about the Holy Church, can he escape to the north and join the sects in the north that have deeper roots and even more unfathomable backgrounds!
The priest no longer wanted to stay in the "Holy Church", a rural sect that could only fool the villagers!
Anyway, he already has extraordinary powers that ordinary people don't have, and he is well versed in the art of deceiving and fooling the people. He can enjoy a good life wherever he goes!
As soon as the ambitious priest climbed over the ridge...he saw at the foot of the mountain, a group of bandits who had moved overnight were traveling through the mountains with their families.
In the valley in front and on the side, a large group of undead souls were wandering out.
Priest: “???”
When the two groups met, the bandits scattered like birds and beasts, and the undead also scattered like birds and beasts...the only difference was that one was running away and the other was chasing.
The priest was stunned for a few seconds, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and retreated to the back of the mountain ridge, running for his life in terror...
But in just a few seconds when he appeared, he was spotted by the Walker player who had the farthest eyesight among the players.
When Yang Ying and others ran to the hill where the chief priest appeared and were looking for the "monster" everywhere, the priest whose body was strengthened by the seed of God had already rolled to the foot of the mountain on the northeast side and was running wildly along the river bank.
At the same time... two salted fish players who had been walking along the river downstream of Baboba Town with buckets for more than ten minutes had just found a quiet shore with beautiful surroundings. They were happily putting down their buckets, taking out their fishing rods, and skillfully putting bait on the hooks.
