Volume 10 Bugs Chapter 77 New Version, Torn Earth
During the time when I followed the troll witch doctor Old Carlson to learn the origin rules of the world, the war situation between the Falvi Continental Alliance and the Doomsday Empire was undergoing earth-shaking changes.
In the wilderness of the northwest, the imperial army, mainly composed of undead and demons, is advancing step by step into the interior of the continent. Those high-level demons with long horns on their heads, brave bodies like violent warriors, and extremely high natural talents in fire magic are powerful opponents that no one wants to face. Their leader, the great demon lord Stevenson de Miraze, is also a commander with both bravery and cunning. With his powerful strength and superb skills, he forcibly suppressed those demons who were naturally proud and violent and unwilling to obey, and turned them from a group of scattered warriors into a terrible army. In the hot deserts and Gobi, in the rugged mountains and hills, and in the cold iceberg plateau, they repeatedly defeated their opponents and greedily looked down at the rich and fertile central continent.
Their most powerful assistant is the army of the decayed, led by the Bone Knight King Deansos. Undoubtedly, a single decayed undead is not worth fearing. Facing this unconscious, slow-moving walking corpse that can only rely on evil magic instincts, an ordinary warrior of the same level can easily tear it into bone dregs. However, when they come to you in units of 100,000, like a tide, you will find how small the power of an individual is. This is an army that does not need supplies, does not need rest, does not know pain, and does not know fear. Those areas with extremely harsh climates that cannot allow living creatures to gain a foothold are like smooth roads under their feet.
Compared with this powerful invading army, the coalition army composed of the indigenous people of the northwest region - the Tauren and the Orcs - faced many difficulties. The Tauren Soul Shaman Ekdin and the Orcs' leader, the Sharptooth Warlock Master Horst, both had impressive minds and profound wisdom that was no less than any great However, the two races, who had long been accustomed to living in tribal forms, found it difficult to form a war army supported by strict discipline and training. The heroic Tauren and the ferocious Orcs were more willing to show their heroism by charging and killing alone, which repeatedly frustrated them in front of well-trained enemies. Now, they have retreated to the Green Shadow Valley. If it were not for the advantage of the terrain and the timely assistance of the elves and humans, I am afraid that even the Holy Fox Highlands where their ancestors' mausoleums are located would be desecrated by the enemy.
Meanwhile, along the eastern and southern coasts of the Comet Sea, the coastal coalition forces composed of humans and dwarves have won victory after victory. The small sundernags may never be strong warriors, but they can create formidable weapons with their smart minds, keen magical talents, and deft hands. In the military ports along the eastern coast, the docks are full of huge warships designed and built by them. The magical cannons on the warships that can spit flames can accurately focus on the enemy's warships from hundreds of meters away, which is much more powerful than the old catapults and crossbows on the enemy's warships. Therefore, they have seized many important ports along the northeastern coast controlled by the Doomsday Empire, and even extended their influence to the heartland of the empire. The Imperial Navy can only struggle to guard a few simple seaports and islands outside the mainland.
In addition to these powerful warships and weapons, the army also includes the most elite human soldiers. The huge population base, strict military training, and hundreds of years of accumulated war command have made humans, a race with no special advantages in any aspect, the most powerful force in the entire Falvi continent. Unlike the minotaurs and orcs, it is difficult for humans to become the best warriors on the continent, but it is always easy to form the best army on the continent.
The alliance army on the Eastern Front did not encounter a real enemy until they were about to enter the heartland of the Doomsday Empire. What greeted them was the troll army returning with hatred. When the Doomsday Empire invaded two hundred years ago, the natives of the Falvi continent were abandoned by their comrades in the Nafesun Wasteland, so that they finally surrendered to the enemy and became accomplices of the Doomsday King Darendil in invading the continent. Now, under the leadership of the troll magician "Hand of the Void" Mlak, they launched a brutal revenge on their former allies. On the Green Leaf Plain, these fierce warriors with blue skin and fangs buried the vanguard of the Eastern Front Alliance Army with a huge trap, and the situation on the Eastern Front fell into a stalemate.
The war in the east and west showed a clear one-sided trend, with the Alliance and the Empire attacking and defending each other, and the situation was relatively stable. However, in the vast central part of the continent, the war was becoming more intense and cruel. In the jungle, the elves and their close relatives and archenemies, the dark elves, launched a fierce battle. The Moonbrook Forest and Vida Basin became the main battlefields of the two races, and fierce battles for fortresses took place every day.
The elves have set up recruitment points in all major cities. Adventurers who sign up at the recruitment points can be hired to participate in the battle for the fortress. For a cruel guy like Changgong Sheri, the fortress battlefield has become a daily life theme for him. He once won a "Fortress Warrior Medal" for his heroic performance in the fortress battlefield. However, as far as I know, the fortress battlefield is definitely a high-risk area for death. Even high-level adventurers who have exceeded level 70 still risk being beaten to death or even dying again and again there. Considering that I can't revive freely like the sky-crossers, and I often need to receive instruction from old Carlson, I have never been to the fortress battlefield.
In the more vast mountainous and plain areas, the Continental Alliance has gained strong support from the dwarves. This race, known for its irritability and conservatism, is rich in powerful warriors and devout priests, and when they form an army, they can instantly become an indestructible iron stream. Together with the human legion, they form the most powerful combat group of the Falvi Continental Alliance, and fight a desperate battle with the invaders of the Doomsday Empire on the frontal battlefield. At the same time, they are also outstanding craftsmen on the Falvi Continent who are as famous as the underground dwarves. Their arsenals buried deep under the Copper Hammer Castle and the Golden Stone Castle continuously provide the Continental Alliance with the best weapons and armaments every day.
But despite this, they still found it difficult to gain an advantage in the face of the huge enemy forces composed of the Corrupted and the Trolls. In some areas, the Alliance may have advanced straight into the continent and recovered a fairly large area, but in some areas, the Imperial invaders also took advantage of the situation and occupied a vast area of land. The entire continent was divided into two irregular plates. At the junction of the plates, the territories of both sides were intertwined like the teeth of a hound.
Many volunteers who love the cause of national independence and liberation took the initiative to take on the task of hunting down the imperial invaders, wandering around the war-torn frontlines looking for their own prey; but at the same time, those killers from the Doomsday Empire also regarded slaughtering alliance soldiers as an important pastime. In those intertwined battlefields, a large amount of bloodshed occurred every day.
The ones who paid the least but gained the most in the entire war were the vampires who liked to live in the dark and engage in intrigues. Under the leadership of Prince Laqis, the vampire army suddenly attacked and occupied the Holy Grail Basin in the middle of the alliance territory. With the help of the king of the last days, they used powerful magic to cover the entire basin in a dark cloud, and there was no sunlight all day long. The vampires built a dark cloud castle on this land as their base camp, and constantly created trouble for the continental coalition from the rear.
The war has brought frequent and huge changes to the continental map. In the past year, this world has been shrouded in absolute darkness by the Supreme God many times. Whenever I wake up from the silent darkness, I will find that the world has changed a lot: sometimes mountains are flattened by powerful weapons in the war, sometimes a lake is evaporated by powerful magic, sometimes huge magical fluctuations cause landslides and cracks in the ground, and hot volcanic magma erupts, and sometimes the shadow of war and endless resentment attract powerful and ferocious monsters from distant alien planes. They entrenched in a cave or an abandoned castle, becoming an independent and powerful force in this war-torn era.
Some chaotic forces that were lurking deep in the continent also rioted. Pirates, bandits, monsters, and some ignorant and cruel semi-intelligent races took advantage of the chaos to raise their flags and occupy their own territories. Facing pressure from both the Continental Alliance and the Doomsday Empire, they all used powerful magic to cover their territories, which became new "dungeon zones". Despite repeated cleansing by adventurers from both sides, they still retained their ruling power. Some of the original "dungeon zones" were affected by this huge turmoil and no longer existed, while others were occupied by new forces and were completely changed.
However, for my friends who are involved in the space, this turbulent era and the changing years of mountains and rivers have added more adventure, excitement and fun to their lives. You can't say that they don't love this land. You know, they are so keen to protect this land and even sacrifice their lives for it again and again. It can be said that no native has ever paid and dedicated as much as they have for this continent.
However, strangely, in my opinion, the importance of this continent in their hearts is not as important as they make it out to be. Every day they are excited to refresh new dungeons, kill new enemies, and get new equipment. They never seem to worry about the fate of this continent, the fate of these races, or even their own fate.
I never quite understood their carefree open-mindedness and cheerfulness, just as they did not understand my worries and anxieties. They were often surprised at my concerns about the outcome of the war, and always said something to me that I did not quite understand:
Changgong Sheri once praised me for having "a great RPG spirit" - I don't know what this "RPG spirit" is, but I guess it should be related to patriotism or the cause of national freedom and liberation, so I admitted it with some shame; Xian Ge Yayi said emotionally that I was a person who was easily moved, and my performance was exactly the same as his grandmother crying while watching a Taiwanese tragedy; Honglang advised me seriously that "you will lose if you take it too seriously"; and the president Feiyin told me with her usual attitude that "if you have this free time, you might as well participate in more guild activities and make some money."
My understanding of this is that these guys are cynical cynics...
"Have you heard? The map will be modified again tomorrow. It is said that the area around the Gem Flower Plain will dry up, and a large rift will appear, and an underground copy will be added." During a mission, the dwarf bard Nocturne in B flat minor suddenly mentioned it.
I'm used to these people who are involved in space being able to know in advance what will happen in the next few days on the mainland. They told me that there is a magical device called "BBS" in this world, through which the future can be predicted. What makes me depressed is that it seems that everyone in this world has such a magical device, but I don't even know whether it is round or flat.
"I saw it too. Tomorrow afternoon, the service will be suspended for half a day..." Red Wolf said happily as he chopped down a shadow demon from another world, "...This may be the last time we modify the local map. Next week we will upgrade the version to 'Torn Earth'. It's not easy..."
"Hey, the version is finally changing..." Niu Baiwan dug out a "Blue Wind Grass" and put it in his bag while saying bitterly, "They said they would change it half a year ago, why did it take so long to be released?"
"Isn't it stuck in the General Administration? Wait, let me check..." Red Wolf sighed, raised his hands up as if taking off a helmet, and then his eyes became dull and his limbs stiffened, like a corpse. If I hadn't been able to check his state in the source world, I might have thought he was a zombie. After a while, a "crackling" sound came out of his mouth, and after a long while, he returned to his original state .
"Oh, I found it: At that time, the General Administration said, 'We must insist on putting social benefits first, insist on the organic unity of social and economic benefits, and establish a scientific, objective and fair game comprehensive evaluation system', requiring Darrymos to add game tasks that promote the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation and the ideological and moral construction of the socialist core value system into the game. For example, something like helping an old lady cross the road..." At this point, Red Wolf was stunned, as if thinking about what other tasks could be compared with helping an old lady cross the road, but in the end he gave up:
"…tasks like helping an old lady cross the road, helping an old lady cross the road, helping an old lady cross the road, and helping an old lady cross the road!"
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"Besides helping old ladies cross the street, don't you know of any other good deeds that can be done by a good person?" Nocturne in B flat minor scolded him.
"Fuck!" Niu Baiwan cursed and spat in hatred, "If I were the General Administration, I would ask the game company to put a row of old ladies in the Dragon Rock Horn copy. If you help twenty old ladies cross the road, you will get a 'Shining Crystal Heart'; if you help fifty old ladies cross the road, you will get a 'Green Scale Purple Velvet Cloak'; if you help a hundred old ladies cross the road, you will get a 'Red Flame Ripper' battle axe. The boss is an old lady who is ten meters tall and weighs five tons. Let her lie paralyzed on the ground. Whoever can help her across the road will get a 'Dragon Rock Horn' two-handed spear..." Niu Baiwan was obviously led into the vortex of thinking about helping the old lady cross the road by Red Wolf.
I don't know what the "General Administration" they are talking about is. It sounds like a person or a guild. I really can't imagine what kind of thing it is that can force the Supreme God Darmos into a helpless situation.
"Can someone like me help an old lady cross the street? I think I need the old lady to help me cross the street more..." Ding Ding Xiaoge said these words in bits and pieces - none of us knew when he started saying these words.
However, although I still didn't quite understand what he meant, it seemed that this hemiplegic who had to be stiff for half a day like a rusty magic doll every time he took a step really needed someone to support him.
"How was the matter resolved?" Nocturne in B-flat minor asked curiously.
"This matter has been in litigation for more than half a year. Darrimos is completely helpless and wants to change agents. It is said that later an intern of the agent who had not yet graduated suddenly discovered that there was a small task in the new version. It was to bandage a little girl who was accidentally injured in the war. They said that this was a heroic act and a task to save the dying and the wounded. It was a very mainstream task and promoted the traditional morality of the Chinese nation. Then they went for review and it was approved." Red Wolf spread out his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and made a helpless gesture.
"Alas..." Niu Baiwan sighed softly. He didn't know what he remembered, and he suddenly felt emotional. "... Saving morality really has to start with saving a little girl..."
"After the new version comes out, we must complete this task well!" Nocturne in B flat minor shook his head slightly, as if speaking to us or to himself, and said it vigorously.
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn. The other three people stopped what they were doing and nodded vigorously.
I looked at these four nervous guys with a confused look on my face and nodded involuntarily.
"The new version is going to tear the continent into two halves, right? One part in the south, one part in the north, and a sea in the middle..." Niu Baiwan seemed to feel that the atmosphere was not right. He shook his head and started talking about the new version again.
What?! I was shocked when I heard this. This news was too big, and it came so quickly and easily that I didn't even know how to face it.
Really? I wondered. How could such a world-changing thing happen? Undoubtedly, if such a thing could happen, it must be the result of the infinite power of the Supreme God Darmos - but how did they know the will of the Supreme God?
But looking at Niu Baiwan's expression, he didn't seem to be joking. According to my experience, the information obtained by these air-related friends through BBS has never been wrong - this further verifies my judgment: these air-related friends are really likely to be the favorites of the gods, and they can know the decision of the gods first.
"Yes, the Broken Sea..." No one noticed my surprised expression, and Red Wolf continued to add, "...the Empire only has the main city of vampires in the south, and the Alliance only has the main city of dwarves in the north..."
"... In this way..." As if he had gained some kind of good self-esteem from spreading the news to the ignorant masses, Red Wolf continued to say triumphantly, "... some new dungeons will appear on both continents, and there will be two island dungeons in the Broken Sea. Some old dungeons will disappear, such as the Forest Mausoleum, the Ice Cave, the Evil Poison Palace, the Shattered Stone Fortress, etc."
"What did you say?" Suddenly, I pounced over, grabbed the red wolf's collar, shook it hard, and shouted loudly, my voice full of panic and trembling:
"Tell me again what will happen to the Gravel Fortress!"
