Fantasy Tech Reviewer

Although this is a dung game with extremely spicy settings, the relevant strategies are already flying all over the sky. After all, no matter how loud the mouth is, this only second-world experience game still has a huge number of fans and potential game groups.

It's just a guide, but it only provides a detailed list and recommendations for the evolution of monsters. Which areas should go, which areas should not go, which monsters should be killed, that's all.

In this game where the number of floors keeps going down, the evolution of monster types is a very important choice. It is said that the most powerful players have already killed about 40 floors underground and completed five evolution levels.

And someone Lu is now facing his second 'evolution'

As long as the 'experience' accumulated by devouring some magic stones is enough, he can choose his second evolution option, and then go offline for an hour and go online again.

After tidying up his mood, someone Lu once again embarked on the road to the next floor.

This dungeon with constantly changing terrain and overlapping peaks seems to have no end. They can only keep going down, this damn game will be wiped out if you still stay on the upper level after you reach a certain level.

This also cut off the idea of ​​​​Shilipo Sword God. Only by constantly going down and challenging powerful enemies can we continue to play.

After walking through a gloomy and ancient stone forest, someone Lu heard a highly recognizable high-frequency screaming sound.

He froze for a moment, and came to the direction where the voice came from. There, as expected, I saw a scene that was not surprising.

A group of lying human corpses, together with many other monsters, a black Minotaur with half of its arm cut off, and a petite elf lying on the ground.

In short, it is the beginning of the hero saving the beauty that will appear in most other world novels.

It's just that the complication is that, to someone Lu, that monster is the same kind, and that elf is just an NPC.

He was 100% sure that the black Minotaur who was shaking his lower body in front of the female elf was a player. After all, ordinary monsters would not make such obscene movements in front of a beautiful female elf...

Although this game can't do any of the eighteen forbidden behaviors, after all, the lower body doesn't have xin organs, and the excessive behavior will be erased directly. But it doesn't prevent those hormone-exploding players from doing weird things to these specially refreshed 'NPCs', or adventurer monsters.

Usually at this time, as a player, you have to go up to get a share. After all, although these adventurer monsters cannot improve their experience, they all have a large amount of equipment comparable to a big gift bag, which is the only thing they can get besides the randomly refreshed monster merchants. equipped channels.

Many strategies even specifically listed how to hunt and kill these groups of humanoid monsters, but for someone Lu...he couldn't do it.

Just like what he said before, it is difficult for him who is too sensitive in some aspects to do things that ordinary players can easily do. For example, killing these adventurer-like monsters. In the eyes of ordinary players, they may be just special NPCs, but in his eyes, it seems that the 'painting style' has changed.

Just when the Minotaur player got tired of playing and seemed to be planning to kill the elf with an axe, someone Lu couldn't help but jumped out.

The black Minotaur looked at him vigilantly, knowing that someone in the road made several gestures, so he happily responded to several gestures.

We're all players, that's great!

In this damn game, it's not so fun to see one of the same kind among the piles of brainless hedge monsters. The black Minotaur also made a gentlemanly gesture of please, motioning for someone to get out of the way The result was a female elf lying on the ground.

Lu Mou nodded, and he came to the female elf, looking at her crying face and the despair in her eyes, he was silent for a moment, and suddenly drew his sword!

His sword slashed directly into the neck of the Minotaur player behind him. There was disbelief and anger in those bull eyes as big as copper bells, and he compared him with his remaining fingers before they disappeared. middle finger.

"Sorry bro."

What else can someone do? He could only fold his palms together apologetically. In short, he just couldn't deal with these humanoid monsters...Anyway, malicious PVP is also a part of the game!

Picking up the magic stone dropped by the player, someone Lu threw it into his mouth without much hesitation. After getting the magic essence that could evolve into the next body, he turned his head to look at the stunned elf on the ground.

After gesturing to her to get out a few times, the elf hurriedly ran towards the exit. Lu took advantage of the time before going offline to pick up the equipment on the ground.

When this shit game is low-level, you don’t even have a backpack, and as much as you can carry is all your property.

"Well, this is..."

Someone Lu opened a box curiously. It was a tightly closed black box held tightly by a dog man. He opened the box curiously, and it turned out that there was a weapon he was somewhat familiar with inside.

If it was a sword, it might be too heavy. Rather a heavy iron block, pitch black, huge, dull sword...

"Hey, hey, this is copyright infringement!"

Sputtering rants that no one was destined to hear, someone Lu was forcibly kicked off the line.

As soon as he got off the assembly line, a black crack appeared beside the body of the monster that had lost its soul. A heretic wearing prayer hand equipment directly killed the body of the monster, put away the magic stone, skillfully combined with the equipment It was recycled together.

They have performed the same behavior many times. In a sense, these heretics are equivalent to the GM of this dungeon game constructed by Fury.

As an off-site factor, improve the standard of the game, fill in the loopholes of the game, check for omissions and fill in the gaps, and ensure the perfection of all rules.

The game built by Fury is full of mistakes and omissions, which is basically equivalent to releasing a BUG with the game. After all, this is not a real and illusory world, it is just a huge deception.

If you want to complete these scams, you need to constantly check for omissions and make up for vacancies, and constantly modify them. Relying on him alone to perform this job is really a little bit reluctant, and he doesn't want to spend too much time on such details.

Therefore, the work of maintaining the upper dungeon game experience is handed over to heretics. As for the lower level, the natural and stronger heretics and rage are directly managed.

Now is not the time to reveal the answer and let the gods know, the undercurrent of the mutant dungeon is still going on, and only when the conditions are ripe, all of this... will eventually bear fruit.

The heretic looked up at the direction in which the elf was fleeing, and disappeared in the same place the next moment.

As a follower of Lord Rath, while gaining tremendous power and an unprecedented sense of security, he will also devote his loyalty and actions to assist him.

For example... making sure that some news that shouldn't be spread will never be spread.

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Nebula M78

ps: Tickets are asked for in the third shift every day.

Chapter 58. Lothar and Bell

"The main task (1) has been completed, join the army of the Stormwind Kingdom!"

At the recruiting office in Gold Shining Town, Bell looked at the azure armor and sharp long sword handed out to him, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

He hasn't reacted too well until now, about the so-called 'world of reincarnation' he entered.

He had indeed heard Lord Hestia say that the mutated dungeons may form some different spaces where treasures can be obtained, but such different spaces generally only appear on the fortieth floor and below. right.

But he was in such a place, experiencing a big adventure that he had never heard of.

Maybe it's because of the watch on my hand?

That necklace, and this watch, were gifts from Mr. Hindrich. Bell remembered him saying that this might be a bad adventure for him, but something that would give him a chance of great power.

Thinking of this, Bell could not help but lightly clenched the heavy armor in his hand.

He was indeed recruited by the Lord God's Dimension out of desire for power.

Bale doesn't hold a grudge or blame anyone else for it. Although everything here is so strange, although the experience here makes him feel very bad, but if there is a chance to gain strength...

Heroes also have to endure setbacks to grow.

"Captain, I have already joined the army of the Stormwind Kingdom."

Bell, who left the queue, held down the headset and whispered to the other end

"Well, work hard."

The opposite party dropped a short sentence and cut off the communication.

Bell felt a strong sense of panic and fear in an instant. Without saying a word, he put on this set of armor that didn't fit at all, and kept pumping his heart to suppress this fear.

As innocent as Belle is, he's not stupid at all.

There is no doubt that I was 'abandoned'.

After entering the world of Azeroth, the small circle formed by those "seniors" quickly pushed him out, but this was also normal, as any group would have the old people to squeeze out the newcomers.

They asked Bell to join the army of the Kingdom of Stormwind, and they would give Bell some simple help and material support, and what Bell had to do was to join the army of the Kingdom of Stormwind.

It seems very simple, but this is actually treating Bell as cannon fodder for dividing troops.

Their main task requires joining the Kingdom of Stormwind and participating in the first orc war, but for those veterans, the war with the orcs is a high-risk and low-reward project.

So they let Bell, as a member of the collective, join the alliance's army. As long as Bell's identity is confirmed, they can intervene in the war as "Bell's teammate" at any time, and then complete the main storyline.

And so they freed up a lot of time to complete other tasks, to take advantage of the time when the Bronze Dragon Legion was blocked to obtain other more valuable powers of Azeroth.

For example, their plan this time is to prepare to sail in the direction of the Broken Isles, intending to find the Tomb of Sargeras or the Pillars of Creation, so as to obtain the great power that will allow them to ascend to the sky in one step!

All of this was a secret told to him by the person named Cassandra, who was from Orario like Bell.

As for the other newcomers, they were directly frozen by the captain and brought into the space ring. And Bell, a relatively capable rookie, used it as a tool.

In all fairness, Bell doesn't actually hate those seniors, and he's also a teenager who has a hard time hating others.

He is also eager to join the magnificent adventure, but Bell also understands that his own strength is low, and not participating in such an adventure may be a kind of protection for him.

Under this general trend, he may just go with the flow as much as possible...

Just when Bell put on the ill-fitting armor and was about to go to the barracks to report, a tall middle-aged man entered the recruiting office with heavy footsteps.

He was wearing a golden lion armor, carrying a gorgeous Grand Marshal's sword on his back. His figure was high-spirited, majestic and majestic - even that Mediterranean hairstyle couldn't conceal his majesty.

All the accompanying soldiers immediately stood at attention and saluted, shouting his name in awe

"Duke Lothar!!!"

Bell hastily followed the actions of the people next to him. He had heard Cassandra say this name, and it seemed to be an important...'plot character'

Lothar's majestic gaze swept around and settled on Bell's body. As a high-ranking person with a powerful and majestic gaze, Bell broke out in a cold sweat

"Why are there children here?"

Lothar looked at the recruiter at the recruiting office and asked seriously

"Lo, Duke Lothar! He is already eighteen years old!" the recruiter hurriedly apologized with a smile

"It looks small, but he did say he was eighteen! And... we need soldiers."

"Even if the Stormwind Kingdom lacks soldiers, it's not enough to send children to the battlefield! Our war with those green-skinned invaders has not yet rotted to this extent!"

Lothar said sternly, walked in front of Bell, looked at the immature face with fear and shivering, took off his helmet, and frowned

"Go home, boy! You're not old enough to go to war!"

Bell lowered his head slightly, his inherently weak personality almost made him agree to Lothar's words, but he knew that he could not and would not agree.

Although he has no sense of belonging to this so-called reincarnation team, Bell knows that he must succeed. If he fails, it means obliteration, not only will he die, but the gods who are waiting for him to go home will never be able to wait for him...

"I...I will never leave!"

Bell clenched his fists, and said loudly in a firm but trembling voice

Everyone looked at Bell in disbelief. No one here dared to disobey the order of Duke Lothar, the descendant of Emperor Thoradin, the marshal of the Stormwind Kingdom.

"I want to join the army, join the army of the Stormwind Kingdom... I will not leave here!!!"

Bell repeated his words again, firmly without any doubts. Lothar lowered his head, looked at the resolute expression in the rabbit-like red pupils, and silently released a killing intent.

As a warrior, Lothar, who inherited the blood of Emperor Thoradin, the barbarian king, has almost the power to control his anger perfectly. Anger, killing intent, whatever words are fine.

He just released a touch of killing intent, and Bell felt trembling and trembling all over his body!

"For the last time, you shouldn't be in the military. Get out of here, kid."

Bell was trembling all over, almost unable to hold back the cowardly soul in his heart. His teeth were chattering, and all the muscles in his body were trembling!

"No... I will never quit!" Bell yelled out this sentence again in a voice almost like a roar

Lothar was silent for a moment, and the atmosphere was terrifyingly silent. The eyes of others blaming, Lothar revealing a bit of murderous intent, and his own fear, weighed on Bell's shoulders like a mountain.

"Then, prove to me that you are qualified to fight alongside me."

Lothar slowly pulled out the Grand Marshal's sword behind his back, and said lightly

half an hour later

On the square of Gold Flash Town, a special 'battle' is taking place.

On the one hand, there is a boy who is not even an adult, lies about his age, and even wears an armor that doesn't fit him.

On the other side, is the last descendant of Emperor Thoradin, who is also a famous and powerful warrior in the entire human kingdom, Lothar.

The gap can no longer be described by statistics. Rather than saying it is a battle, it is better to say that this is just a unique education.

Under the eyes of everyone, Bell, who was holding the long sword in his hand, was trembling all over, while Lothar just stood there with an almost sloppy attitude, looking at Bell Road

"Are you afraid? Just leave if you are afraid. You are a brave young man, but you shouldn't be on the battlefield at this age."

Lothar's words are sincere. Even now that they are facing the invasion of monsters from another world, and the hundred years of peace in the Stormwind Kingdom is tense, Lothar firmly opposes the recruitment of young soldiers.

The adults in the Kingdom of Stormwind haven't died in battle, and their soldiers haven't shed their blood, so why let the children shed their blood for the country?

Bell calmed down his breathing, slowly raised his long sword, and said in a low voice

"I have my reasons too, Duke Lothar."

He roared, and the cowardly boy burned his courage, raised his long sword and charged towards Lothar...