vrcanaries Chapter 111 The Only Chance to Make a Move
Chapter 111 The Only Chance to Make a Move
Chapter 111 The Only Chance to Make a Move
It went more smoothly than I expected.
Eric withdrew the sword that was shrouded in shadow, and looked at the Forest Heart cultists lying helplessly on the ground around him, writhing and rolling around, his eyes filled with a complex emotion.
He was chosen at the time when he was at his lowest point. At the beginning, he was just a commoner who could be abandoned at any time by the human nobles, just like these believers. His father was a hardworking worker who died suddenly on the front line of the factory while rushing to finish a job for a viscount.
The factory didn't even offer any compensation. In order to ensure that their eldest son could inherit the worker's status, the whole family reluctantly accepted that their father had died from overwork. But what was the result?
The viscount suddenly felt that the city had no future, so he withdrew his investment. The ordinary people who had become residents through him—farmers, workers, and even many merchants—suddenly became unregistered. Compared to warriors, who were likely to cause chaos, the phenomenon of nobles abandoning their subjects was common in various empires!
I think I was only nine years old at the time. Although my father raised me well, my immature body was not able to bear the heavy responsibility of the whole family. All seven children in the family, plus my mother, either froze or starved to death on the road during that migration and expulsion.
He didn't even remember which of his younger siblings had died before he became numb, nor how many years this numbness lasted. He only knew that if he encountered a savior like Chris who could offer him a bowl of hot porridge and tell him that nobles were no more noble than them, few people would not be able to break down.
If I hadn't been chosen by the great Shadow Kingdom, I probably would have fallen at Old Chris's feet too. Even though his methods weren't that sophisticated, and even though he was just a clown, if I hadn't had that lucky experience, I would have been just like these people on the ground, under the clown's thumb, continuing to dream of one day becoming or even surpassing a noble.
"Eric... what... what are you doing?"
The speaker was a tall, thin believer dressed in white, his face filled with terror and disbelief. Eric, who was usually serious, reliable, and warm, and the most devout believer, was now slaughtering his fellow believers like a demon.
"You are not worthy to be the people of the shadows. You are merely clinging to life. It would be better to end it all sooner." Eric's sword pierced the throat of each person who was unable to get up, and amidst pairs of incredulous and pleading eyes, he coldly and mercilessly severed each head.
The Lord's task is to cut off all those who can preside over elven rituals.
Everyone here is a potential candidate. It seems that many people heard the voice of that person in the forest a few days ago, which makes it possible for everyone to become the chosen one. Because only you know that if the gods are willing, they can quickly change your fate from an insignificant ant to someone that even nobles cannot look up to.
If the Shadow Kingdom can do it, then the elves, whom the Shadow Kingdom considers its formidable rivals, should also be able to do it, so I cannot afford to be careless in the slightest.
[Holy crap, what's going on? Why can't I move?]
[I have no idea! What the hell? The Shadow faction has such a powerful boss?]
[How can we even play this? The power gap is already huge, and they even have such powerful NPCs?]
Li Gou Dan and the others were also unable to move at this time. It has to be said that they were a bit careless. Dozens of players were following them, and after they learned that the leader of the other party was just a level 10 or so extraordinary professional, they were all less vigilant. As a result, no one expected that such a guy would suddenly appear.
The area within a radius of at least several thousand miles was shrouded in shadow. The shadows of the trees in the forest became the enemy's most powerful weapon. Everyone's shadow was tightly bound and could not break free at all. Hungry Wolf had seen this ability outside the city, and it was exactly the same as the ability of the Tangyuan Shadow Sorcerer. However, this range was too exaggerated. It felt that if this were used on the battlefield, without specific superhumans to counter it, hundreds of thousands of troops would probably be at a loss!
Wang Ye frowned deeply. It seemed they couldn't escape. If they all died here, the mission would be considered a complete failure.
Are the players in the Elf faction already out of the running at the very beginning?
The difference is too big, isn't it?
"No... Eric, I'm pregnant with your child!"
One of the female believers tried to beg for mercy, but Eric's eyes showed no warmth in the face of such a beautiful woman. He said indifferently, "I can see you doing those things with old Chris's old and disgusting body every night. I don't know why you can endure that kind of body, but thinking about it, for many women, power and wealth are far more tempting than men themselves."
"I..." The woman's face turned pale. She hadn't expected that he knew about her affair with Elder Chris.
"That could be your child too!" she said hoarsely, using the last of her strength.
"Children? Bloodline? Ha..." Eric shook his head and sneered. These mindless ants, this lowly woman, still trying to bind him with bloodline?
Only mortals would fall into this base logic of bloodline.
puff!
Without hesitation, the black sword pierced through the opponent's abdomen, completely shattering the seed of hope in the opponent's heart that could be sought for himself!
The woman stared intently, unable to understand why this man had become so terrifying.
Eric, expressionless, cut off the woman's head and moved on to the next one. In the face of survival, the so-called blood ties are a joke. How many of the undocumented immigrants back then survived by eating their own blood relatives?
Once one becomes a citizen of the divine kingdom, what meaning do bloodlines have for oneself?
By completing the task assigned by the Lord and eliminating every threat here, one can achieve a true leap forward. When the Shadow Kingdom rises, all the rules of this world will be overturned and rebuilt!
One, two, five...
After cutting off countless heads, Eric finally stood before the group of players.
He had already noticed this group of people. All along the way, he had been using the artifact to create a shadowy environment, so he could detect any living thing that entered the shadowy area immediately.
But this group of people does not include Bright!
In the shadow realm, there was an unexpected bug: the NPC's ability was limited to sensing living things.
Bright approached little by little, his heart pounding with tension!
This was probably his most dangerous time. He wasn't a player, so he didn't have the chance to run back to his corpse and start over. Therefore, he tried his best to stay behind the scenes in every operation. His last adventure was when he fought against the knight captain in Holy Stone City. But that time, he was also carefully prepared. He roughly estimated each other's combat strength and determined that he had at least a 90% chance of winning before daring to make a move.
But this time was different. This time it came too suddenly. He had no idea that such a big fish was hiding in the Heart of the Forest, an organization he had already ignored.
I have to admit that I was careless. As my level increased, the characters I faced became more and more powerful. The Heart of the Forest, which once ravaged Holy Stone City, was no longer a threat to me. I also overlooked the clues in the intelligence notes that mentioned the Heart of the Forest repeatedly.
Now that things have come to this point, it's almost a complete disaster.
While advanced spirits can influence reality, they cannot silently take away elven prisoners because there is no storage space. If you carry those things, they will float around and become even more conspicuous. Moreover, the life force of elven prisoners is too vigorous, and Bright's spirit will feel very uncomfortable after contact.
Hiding most of them in tree hollows was the best I could do.
But now those elven criminals he had hidden are all within the shadow's reach, and it's only a matter of time before they're found. Either he abandons the elven criminals, allowing the elven faction to be completely suppressed and surrender to the shadow, or... he has to find a way here to give the elven players an advantage!
Bright didn't want to choose the former, to completely side with a chaotic and evil force, making the world a mess. What good would that do him? Besides, he didn't have that kind of perverse pleasure in destroying everything.
However, if they want to continue to control everything and maintain the balance between the two camps, they have no choice but to take action.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Bright approached step by step. At this moment, he had no information, but he could still feel the terror of the black sword in the other party's hand. It was definitely capable of harming his spirit. If he made a mistake and was even grazed by it, he would have no chance of survival!
However, the power of a spirit is limited; it is not a professional evil spirit, nor has it yet learned advanced possession techniques.
The only skill I currently possess, besides manipulation and creating illusions, is to transform my spirit into tangible energy and collide with the opponent.
This is the only thing I, as a level 30 spirit, can do right now.
Sounds idiotic, right? But that's what most evil spirits can do at first.
They can't pick up weapons, can't completely influence reality like living things, and can't gather energy to give the other party a blow. That's the limit that most low-level evil spirits can do, and they are the same now.
Therefore, the opportunity is extremely rare. First of all, I do not have the ability to kill the opponent because I cannot wield a weapon. It is impossible to kill a superhuman warrior of level 10 or above with a single heavy blow.
The only chance is...