Reyek had just found a quest on the quest board with Hewlis that he could easily complete.
When he just returned to the lobby and was about to greet Rona and lead the group away...
"The first formation of warriors is ready to charge! Three... two... one... release! The second formation of the mage continues to use the Frost Arrow, aiming at the footsteps of the gnoll!"
Rona, the staff advisor of the Serpent of Yevrq, was standing on the table in the center of the Mercenary Guild, commanding all the mercenaries in the entire Mercenary Guild to fight a war
Reyek didn't understand what was going on at all, he could only hear the shouts of the mercenary guild one after another.
"The magic value of the Black Oak Mage Echelon is about to run out!"
"The gnoll broke through the first warrior formation and was walking towards the priest group behind!"
"Have the hunters laid out the frozen traps in the center of the battlefield?"
Rona immediately shouted loudly to the other side of the mercenary guild.
"Of course it's arranged!" Someone on the other side shouted.
Reyek took a closer look, and responded that the mercenaries under the command of Rona included Black Oak, Stone Heart, Prospectors... The mercenary groups to which these mercenaries belonged were almost all of the Nolan Mercenary Guild.
Rona seems to have become the commander of the entire mercenary guild, but what is he commanding
At this time, Reyek turned his attention to the wall where the mercenary guild was supposed to broadcast the TV program. On the projected screen, today's program had been replaced by a wilderness.
In the wilderness, a huge gnoll was aggressively breaking through the line of defense formed by the warriors and rushed towards the caster in the back row, but it stepped on the trap on the ground before taking a few steps.
The icy frost began to emerge from its body, and the Gnoll's movements gradually became slower.
"The soldiers of the second formation fill the gap! Quick!"
Rona shouted again, and another team of shield-wielding warriors appeared on the battlefield. They jointly used their shields to repel the gnoll.
Taking advantage of the time when the warriors used the shield wall to block the gnolls, the mages in the back row threw all their attacking spells on the gnolls as much as possible.
There were as many as 300 Alliance players on the battlefield, and even some low-level players came over to join in the fun.
Almost one-third of them are Mage players, and the spells they cast are released in a one-time intensive release, which is equivalent to a bombardment.
The originally invincible gnoll was instantly retreated, and the angered gnoll suddenly turned red and let out a harsh roar.
The stalkers who were stealing damage beside the gnoll were all driven back by this roar.
"Is there really a second stage? Everyone, continue to maintain the formation just now!" Rona continued to calmly command the battle.
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Iron Acropolis.
"Damn, damn... what's going on with this game! What's going on!"
The needle kept biting her thumb, and the nails and epidermis of the thumb had been bitten by her and spilled blood.
She has been entangled with the gnoll for a whole morning, so that her twenty-six accounts... All accounts have lost the durability of the equipment!
Yep, it's all gone.
All her characters were killed by this gnoll an average of 23 times, and the deaths combined were as many as 500 times!
When Sewing Needle was resurrected again, her character no longer had any power to fight.
The gnoll also fully asserted his dominance over the map, with hardly a single player able to walk three turns under his axe.
Needle stared at the interface of the magic net, she had not resurrected her character.
Because she has completely lost patience with this game.
What the hell is going on with this game
She originally planned to squat on the players of the Alliance, then humiliated those players, and then used various methods to destroy the players' game experience before it had time to implement.
The gnoll used two axes to tell her what a "pleasant gaming experience" was.
When the last character's equipment durability was exhausted, the stitches wanted to tear off the leaves of the World Tree for the urge to eat.
In fact she did.
"Death to me!"
Needle once again resurrected his character to fight the gnoll, but the character who lost the durability of the equipment couldn't make a move under the gnoll at all.
After the team under her command ushered in the annihilation again, the needle finally couldn't control his anger, and started to pat the table in front of him with both hands in anger.
"How can anyone play this damn game! Why!!"
Sewing screamed frantically at the screen that had turned black and white.
She didn't understand that after the players of these alliances were killed by gnolls, they resurrected and continued to fight with gnolls and then were killed again!
What fun is there in a game overrun by monsters.
Needle already had the urge to delete the game, but she logged out of all accounts from the game and directly logged into the caster forum to send a wave of questioning posts in an attempt to stir up public opinion among players.
It's just that when she opened the world rift section of the caster forum, the most replied post was "There is a guild that seems to have withstood the attack of the calamity gnoll, everyone, come on!"
withstand? how is this possible…
Needle immediately logged into his main account and found that the originally chaotic battlefield was instantly divided into two layers.
On one side is a shield wall composed of warrior players, and on the other side is the rear where players such as mages and priests are located.
The gnoll with a red light all over his body couldn't break through the defense line of the soldiers at all. In the end, it became exhausted after going berserk and kept panting in place.
Taking advantage of this moment, all the players present poured their attacks on the calamity of Eric Forest!
The gnoll's huge body fell heavily to the ground, and the golden light of level-up also appeared on the battlefield!
All the players who participated in this crusade were rewarded with a level upgrade, and the character controlled by the needle itself was also upgraded by one level. At the same time, two achievements also appeared in front of the needle.
"The disaster star has fallen!"
"Pioneers of the Rift."
Needle ignored this, she immediately logged into all the characters under her command, and the contract of friendship agreement between the alliance and the tribe still existed.
She controlled her character and rushed towards the huge gnoll. The other players also made the same action. The comrades who were fighting side by side swarmed the gnoll's body in an instant.
But... the stitches didn't come out!
There's nothing in the gnoll's corpse!
"why!!"
She called out again out of control.
"Why can't I touch the body?"
"Could it be that someone stole the reward? No way..."
Players in the public channel also entered a state of mutual suspicion. If it weren't for the fact that the same faction in the game world could not maliciously PVP, everyone present would have drawn their swords.
"The reward has been sent, everyone check the mailbox."
A player posted a message on the public channel.
Needle immediately opened the mailbox and found two emails from "The Will of the World".
The attachment in the first email was "Soul of Eric Forest Calamity". The quality of this item is an epic item. The needle glanced at the item's description and said that it "can give special attributes to equipment".
She immediately opened the second email, and inside the email lay a crystal emitting a pale white light.
It is also an epic item, named "Crack Crystal", and the description of the item is "The crystals condensed from monsters from other worlds can be handed over to blacksmiths in the main city to create epic equipment and exchange mounts."
The number of crystals obtained from the needle was five, which was pitifully small no matter how you looked at it.
"It turns out that the material for the Calamity Ring is to fight this monster! I said it's no wonder that I haven't seen it after countless dungeons."
"I remember this thing can be exchanged for horses with the quartermaster."
"It's a trotting dragon, a dragon! Horses can be bought from the quartermaster for two gold, and the mounts that can be exchanged for rift crystals are much better than horses!"
"What's the use of looking good, the disaster star ring is an artifact!"
After the players finished the crusade, they gathered together and started chatting and discussing.
Needle glanced at the durability of her character's equipment. She knew that in this state, she had no chance of winning against alliance players.
So she could only reluctantly let her character return to the tribe first.
"needle!"
Father Gaynko, who had already left, broke in at this time, staring at the needle and saying every word.
"The container ran away! What the hell are you monitoring?"
"Run away... That puppet that doesn't even have legs!?" Needle heard the news with a frightened expression on his face. "I'll get her back! It won't take long!"